chsdbacks 25. The Way of the Sword, the Way of Slaughter
25. The Way of the Sword, the Way of Slaughter
Three months later, Qiao Lin returned to the world of Desolate Era, and was in the outskirts of Anchan City.
At this moment, Qiao Lin carried the Divine Fire Sword that his teacher had bought for him on his back, and a faint sword intent was bursting out from his entire body, as if he himself was an incomparably sharp sword.
It seems that only one final step is needed to fully embark on the path of the sword immortal.
"I have already comprehended the way of the sword immortal, but the way of the sword is the way of killing, and one cannot refrain from killing. Shi Liao is my opportunity!" Qiao Lin raised his head and straightened his chest, striding forward.
They came to Anchan City solely to use the teleportation array to return to the Anchan branch of the Yinglong Guard.
As soon as he entered the city, a Myriad Manifestations cultivator, along with several Purple Mansion cultivators, surrounded Qiao Lin inside.
"Young Master Qiao Lin, my master requests your presence. Please follow us!"
Qiao Lin looked at the Myriad Manifestations cultivator before him, his eyes showing no fear, and even a clear mocking smile appeared on his lips: "Please? Is this coercion or a plea?"
"Of course we invite him. The moment Young Master Qiao Lin entered Anchan City, my master learned of the news and sent us to invite him, which shows the sincerity of my master."
"Hahaha, sincerity, what a fine sincerity!" Qiao Lin's gaze was deep, his brows furrowed, staring intently at the Myriad Manifestations cultivator before him, and he said, word by word, "To call surveillance and tracking sincerity, then your master is certainly very sincere."
"Hehe, my master is extremely powerful, and this trivial matter is not worth mentioning. Young master, you should come with me quickly, otherwise my master will get impatient, and you will not be able to get away with it!" The aura of the Wanxiang cultivator was slightly revealed, clearly indicating that he was prepared to kidnap Qiao Lin if he refused.
In the instant the two sides were locked in a stalemate, those around immediately scattered. In the distance, some cultivators whispered among themselves, "Isn't that the head steward of Beishan Fox? He's usually in charge of abducting beautiful women for Beishan Fox's lustful pleasure! Why is he targeting a young man this time?"
"Could it be the son of the next Marquis of Anchan, Beishanhu?"
"Who else would dare to act so recklessly in Anchan City? However, I've heard that besides selecting beautiful women, the Northern Mountain Fox also seeks out talented individuals to serve as battle slaves, making them fight against divine beasts and demonic beasts to earn gambling funds."
"Poor young man, he's probably going to be captured and made a war slave!"
Qiao Lin and the Myriad Manifestations cultivators before him possessed exceptional hearing; even their whispered conversations could not escape their ears.
The cultivator before him showed no anger whatsoever. Instead, he let out a low, sinister sneer, his body trembling as if he were extremely proud of his reputation.
"Young Master Qiao Lin should have heard who my master is. If you don't want any accidents to happen, you'd better come with us!"
Upon hearing the other party's words, Qiao Lin immediately burst out laughing, then chuckled loudly, "Identity? What identity? Don't even mention that his father isn't yet the Marquis of Anchan. Even if his father really were the Marquis of Anchan, what do I have to fear! I am the Yinglong Guard. If needed, your Marquis of Anchan can become my prisoner at any time!"
"How dare you insult Marquis Anchan! If I don't teach you a lesson today, where is the dignity of the Marquis Anchan's mansion? Die!"
"roll!"
Seeing the opponent's large hand grabbing towards him, Qiao Lin drew his Divine Fire Sword from behind, flames erupted around his body, and his domain and true meaning appeared simultaneously. However, compared to three months ago, Qiao Lin's movements were now much simpler and less imposing, as if he had returned to simplicity and was rushing towards the Myriad Manifestations Cultivator with a trajectory that was difficult for a cultivator from the Desolate Era to understand!
Facing a cultivator of the Myriad Manifestations Realm, Qiao Lin, who was at the Innate Realm, showed no fear whatsoever and instead took the initiative to attack.
After nurturing his sword for three months, his aura had reached its peak. Now, he was ready to use the Stone Fang as a sacrifice to his sword and embark on the path of swordsmanship. No one could make him bow down; otherwise, his sword momentum would crumble completely, and it was unknown when he could rebuild it.
"Hmph, I thought you were some amazing genius, but it turns out you're only at the late stage of the Innate Realm. You dare to act tough in front of me with just a little bit of true essence. Today I'll beat you half to death and then go back to report to my master!"
The cultivator unleashed his Yuan Power, and behind him appeared the image of inverted stars. Behind him, the entire sky turned from day to night, blotting out the sun. In the darkness behind him, huge stars fell, as if any one of them could crush an area of millions of miles.
At the same time, a hammer-shaped magic weapon appeared in the hands of the Myriad Manifestations cultivator. The magic weapon absorbed a large amount of Yuan energy and was powerful enough to move mountains. In the next instant, the hammer in the hands of the Myriad Manifestations cultivator turned into a falling meteor and fell towards Qiao Lin's head, preparing to directly suppress Qiao Lin.
The moment the magical artifact touched Qiao Lin's Divine Fire Sword, the Myriad Manifestations cultivator's expression changed drastically: "Impossible! You're only at the late stage of the Innate Realm, how could you possibly possess such power!"
Amidst the horrified gazes of countless onlookers, the sword in Qiao Lin's hand seemed like Pangu's axe that split the heavens and earth. It first cleaved the magical artifact, causing the hammer-shaped artifact to shatter on the spot, and then broke through the imagery of the stars in the night sky, slicing open the starry sky and restoring light to the world.
This sword strike was incredibly fast, like a hot knife cutting through butter; it shattered instantly without any resistance.
To outsiders, Qiao Lin simply swung his sword forward, and the powerful Myriad Manifestations cultivator was completely defeated.
What appears to be a simple sword strike is actually the result of Qiao Lin's three months of arduous training, achieving comprehensive progress in four aspects: secret techniques, primal force, true intent, and domain. Qiao Lin even dared to confidently kill Shi Liao, who dared to challenge a Nascent Soul True Person. A mere Myriad Manifestations True Person was naturally no match for him.
With a series of strikes against magical artifacts and images, Qiao Lin's Divine Fire Sword continued its relentless advance, severing the arm of the Myriad Manifestations cultivator as well.
An arm flew backward, sizzling and crackling from the wound. The cultivator's arm didn't last long, turning into charcoal and scattering ashes.
"Ah, my hand, my hand!" the Myriad Manifestations cultivator screamed in agony. "Quick, kill him! Kill him!"
Just as the surrounding Purple Mansion cultivators were about to make a move, they met Qiao Lin's gaze, which was filled with soaring sword intent. They were immediately frightened and dared not move. One of them, whose Dao Heart was not strong enough, was so frightened that he fainted on the spot. The others were just like quails, not daring to move.
It was terrifying. Qiao Lin gave them the feeling of a sharp sword, and touching it would surely bring disaster.
"I'm too lazy to kill a dog. Tell Beishan Fox not to mess with me, or next time I'll cut off his head!" Qiao Lin said calmly, as if killing Beishan Fox was no different from killing a chicken.
At the same time, Qiao Lin sheathed his sword and prepared to walk towards the teleportation array.
"Qiao Lin, don't be ungrateful! My master has hosted a banquet for a high-ranking member of the Yinglong Guard. This is an opportunity for you to pay your respects to that official, and yet you dare to refuse!"
Qiao Lin, who had already turned around, suddenly turned back. His murderous gaze terrified everyone. Amidst the horrified stares of the crowd, Qiao Lin drew his sword again. This time, Qiao Lin's sword slashed towards the head of the Myriad Manifestations cultivator.
After the murder, Qiao Lin's sword intent intensified. "Greetings, greetings require a gift. You few, bring this man's head over, and that will count as my greeting!"
After saying that, Qiao Lin strode onto the teleportation array and teleported to the Anchan branch of Yinglong Guard.
After watching Qiao Lin leave, a long time passed before the few Purple Mansion cultivators collected the head and remains of the Myriad Manifestations cultivator and headed towards the Northern Mountain Fox's residence.
They are currently hosting a banquet for Sui Li, the top reserve officer of the Yinglong Guard.
As a fellow reserve officer, Sui Li had been cultivating in Yinglong Guard for nearly fifty years, and his strength had long since reached the peak of the Purple Mansion realm. He even had the achievement of killing a Great Sinner at the peak of the Myriad Manifestations realm. He was currently recognized as the number one in the Anchan branch, and was no less than the top disciples of the Black and White Academy. Moreover, Sui Li was even younger!
Beishanhu and Suili, who were drinking and chatting, both turned pale when they heard that Qiaolin had killed someone and returned to Yinglong Guard.
Especially Beishanhu, as a spoiled rich kid, was very concerned about his reputation, but facing the promising Sui Li in front of him, he could only smile and say, "I'm sorry to have made Brother Sui laugh."
Sui Li ignored Bei Shan Hu and coldly looked at the Purple Mansion cultivators below: "You lot, didn't you tell Qiao Lin that I, Sui Li, was here? You told him to come see me, and he dared not to come?"
"We told him very politely that Young Master Sui Li invited him, but that Qiao Lin said that no one was qualified to let him see him, and even said that in the future, even Marquis An Chan would become his prisoner!" A Purple Mansion cultivator added fuel to the fire. They dared not tell the truth, and were used to being domineering. They did not expect to encounter a ruthless person like Qiao Lin, who did not care about the identity and status of Bei Shan Hu at all.
"Hahaha, very well. I originally wanted to befriend this genius who was summoned by Immortal Mo Zheng, but I didn't expect Qiao Lin to be so bold as to refuse my invitation. I'd like to see how much strength he has!" After saying that, Sui Li flew towards the teleportation array.
It was impossible for him to suddenly approach Qiao Lin. The reason was that Sui Li had learned that Qiao Lin had been summoned by an immortal and was suspected of being trained.
"I've worked hard for fifty years, and the resources of Yinglong Guard must be mine. No one can take them away!" Sui Li's eyes were sinister as he thought about how to suppress Qiao Lin, this new genius, so that Qiao Lin would not be able to compete with him for the resources of the reserve camp.
Beishanhu watched Suili leave without any dissatisfaction. These spoiled brats had to be careful in befriending any disciple of the Black and White Academy, let alone Suili, a reserve member of the Yinglong Guard who was comparable to the top dozens of disciples of the Black and White Academy.
The disciples of the Black and White Academy are at the Myriad Manifestations Realm, while Sui Li is only at the peak of the Purple Mansion Realm. Once Sui Li breaks through, he will surely be able to reach the strength of the top ten disciples of the Black and White Academy.
"Brother Sui is incredibly powerful; that ungrateful Qiao Lin won't live much longer! By the way, did you get any results on the investigation I asked you to do about Qiao Lin's background? It seems Qiao Lin has obtained the inheritance of an ancient master. If that's true, I must get my hands on it!"
The subordinate beside him was sweating profusely and hurriedly said, "We're investigating, but this Qiao Lin suddenly appeared in Anchan City, and none of the nearby tribes have any information about him."
"Useless, a bunch of useless trash! If we can't find anything near Anchan City, then let's search further afield. I refuse to believe he can spring from a rock!"