Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

Chen Xing stopped in his tracks: "Your information is very accurate."

Mo Lin took a step forward, his aura pressing down on Chen Xing as if it were a tangible force. "I don't mean anything by it—I just want to test just how tough an outsider is who can be personally received by the Fox Clan elders."

He did not wait for Chen Xing's reply.

With a single punch, the force of the fist, carrying the heavy laws of the Qilin bloodline, pressed down on Chen Xing's face like a collapsing mountain.

Chen Xing did not retreat, dodge, or even raise his hand to block—

He simply stood there, his Heavenly Eye and Fiery Eyes simultaneously illuminating the scene.

The power of insight, interwoven with gold and crimson, pierced through Mo Lin's fist in that instant.

I saw the key principles within his boxing technique:

There is a barely perceptible break in the third scale below his right shoulder.

Just as the force of the punch was about to hit his face, Chen Xing shifted half a step to the side.

Mo Lin's fist grazed past his ear, and the force of the punch smashed a spiderweb-like crack into the stone wall behind him.

Chen Xing's voice rang out beside him: "There is a break in your punching power at the third scale below your right shoulder."

When exerting force, the supply of laws in that area will be half a beat slower.

When you practice boxing, do you often feel a heaviness in your right shoulder?

Mo Lin's body stiffened slightly.

His fist remained suspended in mid-air, not retracted.

He was silent for a moment, then slowly withdrew his fist.

Looking at Chen Xing, there was something completely new in her eyes: "How did you figure that out?"

Chen Xing didn't answer, but simply walked past him, his voice drifting from ahead:

"Your Qilin bloodline is very strong. But your power exertion habits haven't kept up with your bloodline level."

"Change the power generation sequence of your right shoulder, and your punching power can increase by another 20%."

Mo Lin stood there, watching the figure disappear into the alleyway, without saying a word.

His right hand slowly clenched and unclenched at his side.

The patterns of laws circulated beneath his skin, as if he were digesting the advice he had just received.

Shuangyue peeked out from the other side of the dark alley, watching Chen Xing's retreating figure:

"Did you just teach him how to change the order of his power application?"

Lei Qingyue's voice came from behind her: "He taught her, but he didn't say he taught her."

Su Tao stood next to Lei Qingyue: "That's just his personality."

Frostmoon's fox ears twitched slightly: "He left right after teaching, as if nothing had happened..."

Her voice paused, a new curiosity flickering in her pale gold vertical pupils. "How long have you known him?"

Su Tao looked at her and paused for a moment: "It wasn't long. But it felt like a long time."

That night, Chen Xing sat in the courtyard.

The fox clan elder emerged from the inner hall and placed a palm-sized silver scale on the stone platform in front of him:

"This is a token of the Silver Fox Clan. With it, the guards on the third basement level of the City Lord's Mansion won't stop you."

Chen Xing looked at the scale: "Why did you help me?"

The fox clan elder sat down opposite him:

"Because if the curse law of the Star Hunter Clan continues to expand, the Demon Meteor Starfield will also be swallowed up."

Bloodscale had been buried beneath the City of Ten Thousand Demons for far too long, and was almost unable to suppress its aura any longer—

It's calling to the Starhunters to take it. Rather than let the Starhunters have it, you have it.

She looked at Chen Xing,

"Moreover—the sealing array beneath the City Lord's Mansion was personally carved by the ancient god of the wind element back then."

You carry his aura; the sealing array won't repel you.

Chen Xing held the silver scale in his palm: "When can we go in?"

Fox Clan Elder:

"Tomorrow at midnight, the guards on the third basement level of the City Lord's Mansion will change shifts, giving us a three-breath gap."

She paused.

"But you should be prepared—Nightfall has already explored the three underground levels of the city lord's mansion before you."

He knows that road. He'll be there around midnight.

The courtyard was quiet for a moment. The night breeze rustled through the branches and leaves of the ancient trees.

Chen Xing carefully put the scale away: "Then let's go in together."

Lei Qingyue stood by the pillar: "Ye Lin won't come alone."

Chen Xing didn't turn around: "I know. The person above him will come with him."

The sounds in the courtyard dissipated in the night breeze, while the nine-colored spiritual light of the city lord's mansion in the distance continued to beat like a heartbeat.

In the shadows on the edge of the city, a figure was silently watching the courtyard—

His deep purple pupils gleamed for a fleeting moment in the darkness.

Then it vanished like a melting candle flame, leaving no trace.

……

As evening fell, an invitation shimmering with nine-colored spiritual light flew in from the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

Hovering at the courtyard entrance. A line of text is engraved on the invitation:

"Tonight, the City Lord's Mansion is hosting a banquet, with all the races of the Myriad Demon City feasting together. The Lord of the Qitian Palace has been specially invited to attend."

Frosty Moon peeked out from the corridor and glanced at the invitation:

"The banquet at the City Lord's Mansion... today's banquet is no ordinary banquet."

It's the "Hundred Tribes Night Feast," which is only held during the most important time of the year.

The fox clan elder emerged from the inner hall:

"This year's Hundred Ethnic Groups Night Banquet has been moved up."

Because news of Bloodscale had spread, the city lord wanted to see everyone's attitude.

The Starhunters will also be present.

She looked at Chen Xing.

"The entrance to the third basement level of the City Lord's Mansion is at the end of the east corridor of the banquet hall."

If you go tonight, everyone will know where you're going. If you don't go, everyone will still know what you're waiting for.

Chen Xing reached out and took the invitation: "Then let's go."

The main hall of the City Lord's Mansion is more spacious than any other building in the City of Ten Thousand Demons.

Nine-colored spiritual light flowed across the dome, like an inverted galaxy.

The hall was filled with long tables, where representatives of various ethnic groups sat.

Golden-winged Roc Clan, Nine-tailed Celestial Fox Clan, Qilin Clan, Azure Phoenix Clan, White Tiger Clan, Black Tortoise Clan...

Each clan's seat is presided over by at least one powerful individual with the bloodline of a God Emperor.

When Chen Xing entered with Su Tao and Lei Qingyue, dozens of eyes simultaneously fell on them—

There was curiosity, scrutiny, hostility, and undisguised assessment.

In the seat closest to the head of the table, Ye Lin sat next to a young man wearing a dark purple robe.

Chen Xing's gaze met that figure across the distance—

His deep purple pupils, pale face, and faint smile at the corner of his mouth were like a long sword sheathed in its sheath.

Ye Lin sat beside him, her silvery-white pupils gleaming faintly in the spiritual light.

A gaze even calmer than Ye Lin's was cast upon him.

There was no hostility in that gaze, only a curiosity and scrutiny as if turning the pages of a book.

Augustus Shadowblade, the strongest of the younger generation of the Star Hunters.

Su Tao whispered in Chen Xing's ear, "Is that the person next to him Shadow Blade?"

Chen Xing withdrew his gaze: "Mm."

During the gathering, Yan Jin of the Golden-Winged Roc Clan spoke first, his voice exceptionally clear amidst the spiritual light:

"Tonight, all races gather for the same purpose."

But I want to confirm one thing first—

"Outsider, have you entered the City of Ten Thousand Demons for Bloodscale or for the Star-Hunting Clan?"

The entire hall fell silent for a moment, all eyes turning to each other.

Chen Xing put down his wine glass, his voice low but clear:

"I did it for Bloodscale. The Starhunter Clan wants to use it to strengthen the laws of curses, and I don't want them to succeed."

P.S.: Wishing everyone happiness every day!