Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 636 Xiahou Changes Fate
Turtle Blood Pill: A miraculous healing medicine. As long as you have a breath left, one pill will allow you to fight for another three hundred rounds. It can be used for detoxification, prolonging life, and boosting your power. Recently, the production has been very low, and each person has only been allocated three pills.

Gui Water Yin Thunder: For use only by Yin people. It looks ordinary, but when it explodes, it emits a bone-chilling cold, specifically designed to subdue demons. Importantly, there are also large quantities of Xiao Qing's specially supplied "youth version," guaranteeing no shortages.

"When you're out in the world, a functional magic weapon is sometimes more important than a divine weapon!" Xu Xuan patted Qi Jinchan on the shoulder earnestly and handed him three of his newly developed "Nine-Turn Bewitching Smoke".

"It causes blindness, disturbs the mind, and conceals the body."

"If you can't beat them, just throw them away, then run away. There's nothing shameful about that!"

Baoan Hall has been absorbing the essence of both the righteous and demonic paths to strengthen itself. This is a valuable resource separated from the yellow sand and demonic fire of the Western Wild Buddha.

Qi Jinchan nodded, thinking that this older brother was a really good person.

At his age, he is most easily influenced by external factors, and he was very fortunate to have met the greatest philanthropist in Jiangnan.

The remaining treasures were quickly stored away by Xiaoqing in the warehouse—these were all hard currency left for independent cultivators to exchange.

"Thanks to the Tibetan Demonic Sect for their generous sponsorship~" Xiao Qing said with a smile as she checked the inventory.

After leaving the sacred ground and returning to the conference room, they began to make arrangements for the young people.

Meditation or seclusion are the paths of spiritual practice that ordinary people should take, but it's different for those born with destiny.

Their training time can even be measured in days; the phrase "brave and diligent" is absolutely accurate.

Staying in Qiantang would only waste their time and diminish their spirit.

"Next, you will be tasked with subduing demons and monsters in the Jiangnan region, and also to refine the newly acquired magical artifacts and divine swords." Xu Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, displaying the authority of a hall master. "Specific actions... will be arranged by Vanguard Li."

Li Yingqi's lips curled into a smile, and a sharp glint flashed in his eyes.

As a disciple of King Xiaoqing, he did not inherit much in terms of swordsmanship, but his personality and style were almost identical.

"Haha! It's finally my turn to lead the team!" She gently stroked the hilt of her sword with her fingertips, thinking of several more poems to come up with.

As for the Jiangnan area, she does not intend to abide by that range.

The area around our main camp has been ravaged several times, and the most powerful ones have all been completely wiped out. Perhaps we should expand outwards a bit and leave Yangzhou first.

The land of Kyushu is a complex and intertwined region, with various factions mingling within it.

Therefore, traveling out of Kyushu and then returning before the summer floods is also a good option.

This idea startled Qi Lingyun. It wasn't the change in the scope of demon-slaying, but rather whether it was appropriate to confront the head of Baoan Hall like this.

In the Shu Mountain area, whatever Changmei says goes, and when Changmei isn't around, people listen to Master Miaoyi.

The rules of such a large sect have always existed.

Bao'an Hall may look tiny, but it's a den of hidden talents. Especially someone like Hall Master Xu, who could fight Long-Browed Man for several rounds and even win—could he be one of them?
"Very good, I'll listen to you." The Holy Father indicated that the Little Killer Star was destined to be a killer, and following his instincts to kill people would definitely not be wrong.

So, in the conference room, Li Xianfeng received a large amount of information from Xiaoqing and began to make on-site arrangements.

This is a test for the leader of the Three Heroes and Two Clouds; if he is not capable, he will have to be replaced.

She pulled out a stack of documents and began to think about her next target.

The Corpse King of Black Wind Ridge claims to be "immortal and indestructible"?
What arrogance! Perfect, let Yu Yingnan's Nanming Fire test it out!
The Blood River Gang raises a pool of Soul-Devouring Blood Leeches, known as Little Blood Demons?
I've fought the true Blood Demon, but this little Blood Demon hiding on the southeast coast causing trouble is absolutely intolerable. As the saying goes, "How can one tolerate another snoring beside one's bed?"

Even if you sleep outside of Yangzhou, that won't do!

The sorcerer in the White Bone Cave is skilled in illusions; this could be a good opportunity to hone one's skills.

All three targets are located near Yangzhou, where reinforcements can be obtained at any time, and the enemy's strength is within a manageable range, making them perfect for practice.

The head and deputy head of the hall nodded, "The target has been chosen well."

"We'll meet at 7 AM tomorrow," Li Xianfeng said, full of confidence.

The two heroes and the cloud instantly fell silent and responded in unison.

Only Qi Jinchan muttered to herself, "Senior Sister Li's style of leading the team... is very decisive and efficient."

A few young people went out to build relationships, and the remaining official business was to arrange things for Xiahou the Swordsman.

Yan Chixia went outside to try and chat about recent events to build a closer relationship.

It was interrupted abruptly.

Xiahou the swordsman was very calm at this moment, much better than he had been in previous years when he would shout for battle at the first sight of someone.

We're currently in a state of sage-like clarity after the wake-up call, which is like having an extra layer of mental buff.

He asked a question calmly yet sharply:
"Yan Chixia, how much strength did you use when you fought me before?"

Xiahou wasn't stupid either. After experiencing two major events with Xu Xuan, he naturally saw that the gap between the two was as vast as heaven and earth.

So Yan Chixia, who could sit in a chair at Baoan Hall, could not be simple.

Looking back now, I wonder if this guy used to suddenly unleash his full power after a hundred moves, narrowly winning by a hair's breadth. Could it be that he was holding back?
Yan Chixia sighed; he had indeed gone easy on them.

Although Xiahou the swordsman was not a good person before, he was not a bad person either. Cultivators should not take people's lives easily, so it was inevitable that he would stop.

As for the difference in martial arts prowess between those who practice martial arts and those who are sword immortals, there is no such difference. Martial artists in the human world are just rare, not weak.

Those who train hard are incredibly powerful.

Xiahou Jian then said seriously, "Let's have a serious fight and let me see how big the real gap is."

Yan Chixia naturally agreed. According to Han Wen, Xiahou would now belong to his department, which would be equivalent to a new colleague interaction.

Naturally, we need to show our true skills to subdue this guy, because even if we beat him to the point of breaking his sword heart and disintegrating his body, Xu Xuan will be there to save him, so there's not much to worry about.

So the two entered the land of misfortune.

The battle began on the battlefield of black soil and magma.

Xiahou Jian stood with his hand on his sword, his black clothes fluttering, but the fierceness between his brows was gone.

"The old me was indeed unworthy of your full strength." Xiahou Jian slowly drew his sword. "But now I am truly different." First sword strike.

The moment it happened, the world changed color.

Suddenly, Xiahou Jian's blade glowed with a ghostly green light, and its sword cry transformed into the wailing of countless ghosts. Yan Chixia felt the temperature around him plummet, and the magma beneath his feet solidified into pitch-black ice.

"This is... an evil sword?"

Before I could think it through, the rain of swords had already arrived.

Each sword strike was as venomous as a snake. Wherever the sword energy swept past, distorted, vengeful faces appeared in the space. The swordplay seemed chaotic and disorderly, but in reality, it subtly corresponded to the three poisons of the human world.

Yan Chixia was somewhat disappointed. The ancient sword immediately ignited with golden Dao fire, colliding fiercely with the Netherworld Sword Qi.

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A strange, corrosive sound rang out. Two completely opposite sword intents devoured each other.

The ancient swordsman of Mount Shu drew a circle with his sword, and the aftershocks of the Eight Trigrams appeared around him. "Xiahou, when did you fall so low?"

Huh?
Looking up, I saw that the guy's eyes were clear; he hadn't fallen into demonic possession at all.

No, is it possible for a swordsman like you, filled with greed, anger, and delusion, to achieve such a high level of skill as controlling a demonic mind?

Xiahou Jian was secretly pleased; this was nothing compared to what was to come.

The sword technique changed again. The thousands of sinister sword lights suddenly converged into a thin, jet-black line, which fell silently.

When the dust settled, bloodstains were visible on the swordsman's body.

Yan Chixia blushed as he looked at his clothes with a corner cut off. Before the battle, he had been grumbling that he had held back a bit, but after just one move, the difference in skill was not significant.

Then came the second sword strike.

Before the sword flashed, the chanting of Buddhist hymns was heard first.

A golden glint shone from the tip of the sword, resembling the white tuft of light between the Buddha's eyebrows.

Then the golden light transformed into a rain of swords. Each sword beam carried two completely opposite meanings—both the chilling killing intent of slaying demons and the compassionate Buddhist spirit of saving all living beings. Where the swords passed, golden lotuses bloomed out of thin air on the scorched earth, their hearts emanating a sinister sword aura.

Yan Chixia suddenly felt the sound of morning bells and evening drums in his ears, and for a moment he was in a daze.

"Dual cultivation of Buddha and sword?"

"You've been possessed, Xiahou!"

The moment the two sword lights collided, numerous cracks silently appeared throughout the entire desolate land. In some places, the magma solidified like amber, while in others, the black soil weathered rapidly.

This time, Yan Chixia, who was serious, had the upper hand, but another piece of his clothes was cut off.

Leaving aside the embarrassment, this guy is both wicked and Buddhist in nature; how can we tolerate him?
Turning my head to look at Xu Xuan, it's you!
The Father nodded. Yes, it is me!
Xiahou's ability to appear as the third male lead, and to survive two small dungeons with me, indicates that his strength has definitely increased.

Evil energy comes from overcoming evil, and Buddhist intent comes from the Tathagata's palm that does not contain the Tathagata.

As a genius swordsman, and under the buff of being struck by lightning, it's normal for him to be able to absorb the essence of both states and integrate it into his sword.

If they weren't so outstanding, why would they have gone to the trouble of bringing them all the way back to Qiantang?

At this moment, Xiahou Jian had fully accumulated his sword intent.

From another perspective, this guy has successfully defied fate and has the makings of a protagonist.

He reached his peak upon his debut, fighting the White Lotus Saint Father who unleashed the Tathagata Palm for dozens of rounds, and even taking a hit from the Vajra Divine Power personally taught by Mahakasyapa, which put him into a sage state.

He then stormed into the underworld, fought a million ghost soldiers, witnessed the death of King Helü, and the transmission of the Fish Intestine Sword's will.

After leaving the underworld, they immediately engaged in a fierce battle with the local demons, joined forces with the Three Wonders and the demonic giant Jiupanpo to fight desperately against his ghostly spirit, and even witnessed the grand scenes of Bixue Danxin and Zhanlu's birth.

His experiences in just a few days have already surpassed those of 99% of practitioners.

Add to that the fact that he's about to join the Baoan Hall, the strongest armed force in Jiangnan, and it's no exaggeration to say that his luck is off the charts.

Therefore, the third sword strike is very powerful.

There was no dazzling sword light, no earth-shattering power. It was just a simple, horizontal thrust.

Yet it embodies true invincibility. He enters the underworld to slay the Ghost King, returns to the human world to vanquish the demon lord, witnesses the righteous path of humanity, sees what it means for the benevolent to be invincible, and rediscovers his former chivalrous spirit.

Although it only barely reveals the sword's intent, its power is already undeniable.

Yan Chixia had to admit that Xiahou was no longer the Xiahou he used to be.

To avoid being successfully defeated, one should decisively visualize the image of Taiyi Jiuku Tianzun.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows their laws."

The same sword was thrust out.

Ding!
The crisp sound of the sword breaking echoed through the land of Evil.

Xiahou Jian stared at the broken sword embedded in the scorched earth and suddenly burst into laughter, displaying a hint of the carefree arrogance he had when he first entered the martial world.

"Well done, Yan Chixia! You've lost to me again!"

"Are you convinced now?" Yan Chixia sheathed his sword and casually covered a sword wound on his body.

Xiahou wiped his mouth and said, "I'm convinced, but I won't admit defeat."

Xu Xuan, watching from a distance, nodded in satisfaction. The newcomer performed well, while the veteran almost suffered a setback.

Then he walked up with a big smile on his face.

"Oh my, this sword duel has truly broadened my horizons."

Whether they are newcomers or veterans, they are all my family.

Quickly complete Xiahou's onboarding procedures; Baoan Hall's combat strength +1, luck +1, morale +1.
(End of this chapter)