Chapter 75: Chapter 184 What kind of sword is that, why is it so strong?
“That depends on whether you can see tomorrow’s sun.”
Elder Han withdrew his spiritual sense, extended his palm, and a golden treasure sword appeared in front of him. He grabbed the hilt, leaped into the air, and pounced towards Cheng Hongling like an eagle.
“Hmph!”
Cheng Hongling’s delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, she stomped her foot, and her figure shot up into the sky. The Blue Scale Sword in her hand drew a crescent-shaped afterimage, directly meeting the golden treasure sword.
“Frog in a well! How dare you go head-on! What kind of sword is that you have? And what kind of sword is this I have?”
A hint of disdain appeared on Elder Han’s face again. The treasure sword in his hand contained about twenty percent of Golden Shine Stone. Even in the entire Tuzhiamen Sect, it was considered a top-grade divine weapon. Could it be compared to ordinary broken copper and rotten iron?
“Clang!”
The two swords collided. The power wrapped around the outside first clashed, and the violent shockwave turned into stormy waves, sweeping in all directions.
Cheng Hongling’s long hair fluttered, but she did not show any weakness. Although her cultivation level was lower, she had various enhancements. First, she had cultivated the Xuanbing Core, and the quality of her True Qi was much higher than the opponent’s. Second, the enhanced version of the Blue Scale Sword in her hand allowed her to exert two hundred percent of her strength.
After the power clash, it was followed by a naked weapon fight, and the two swords collided without any fancy moves.
“Crack!”
The people around did not hear the sound of metal collision, but instead heard a cracking sound, which indicated that one side’s weapon had been crushed.
This was indeed the case. As the sword edges clashed, the shining golden treasure sword in Elder Han’s hand was instantly cut in half like tofu. This was completely beyond his expectation, and he was momentarily distracted.
Cheng Hongling would not hold back. Instead of retreating, she advanced, her sword edge’s momentum undiminished, slashing towards the major artery in his neck.
Elder Han was, after all, a master, and his spiritual sense had been locked on his opponent, so he immediately reacted and hurriedly dodged his head.
“Swoosh!”
The two figures passed each other. Cheng Hongling stood proudly behind Elder Han, her posture still graceful and elegant.
Elder Han was more dishevelled. He nervously reached out to touch his neck and found that there was a blood mark on the skin there. Although it was not deep, the vein had been cut, and blood was flowing out quickly.
Elder Han breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise, if the wound had been a few inches deeper, it would not have just been the vein that was severed.
“What kind of sword is that, why is it so strong?”
Elder Han asked with lingering fear, holding his broken sword.
“Blue Scale Sword! My Master passed it down. Last year at the Prefecture-level Evergreen Convention, I said that I would make everyone remember this sword. Those present should have a deep impression! Unfortunately, for people outside! Now it seems they only remember that I stopped at the Prefecture-level Evergreen Convention. But it’s good that this world stage is big enough.”
Cheng Hongling looked at her beloved sword, a rare trace of softness revealing in her beautiful eyes.
“That is… how much Blue Scale Stone does your sword contain?”
Elder Han observed with added attention, then his eyes widened in disbelief. Generally speaking, the more Blue Scale Stone a sword contained, the more scale-like patterns it would have on its body. But at this moment, he found that the sword in front of him was densely covered with patterns, too many to count.
“This is made of pure Blue Scale Stone, so you should be asking… what is the impurity content of this sword.”
Cheng Hongling corrected him.
“Crack!”
At this moment, the large formation below finally collapsed completely.
“Old dog! Give me back my disciple’s life!”
Zhao Li shouted loudly, her figure soaring into the sky. She pointed her fingers, and dense ice cones shot towards Elder Han. Because of their high speed, they made a piercing whistling sound as they rubbed against the air.
“It’s just a sword, I, Han Yu, have plenty!”
Elder Han’s face was ferocious as he laughed wildly. He quickly reached into his embrace, pulled out a talisman, crushed it, and a huge swirling wind appeared out of thin air, sucking in all the ice cones.
“Clone… come out!”
Elder Han shouted again. A shadowy figure emerged from his body. It looked exactly like him, except for a green leaf mark on its forehead. This was clearly the mark of a male clone.
Cheng Hongling was not surprised. What cultivator who had reached the Huashen realm did not have their own clone? The only thing unknown was which soul this clone belonged to.
The moment Elder Han’s clone appeared, it had already grabbed a treasure sword and killed towards Zhao Li.
Elder Han also produced a dark golden longsword again. The brilliance emanating from its surface was much dimmer than the previous one, indicating its quality.
“Again!”
Elder Han shouted loudly, and his body disappeared from the spot. He moved like black lightning across the night sky, pouncing towards Cheng Hongling. The earth-yellow True Qi swirling around his sword blade stirred up visible airflow, which was even more terrifying than before.
“Then let me send you on your way.”
The corners of Cheng Hongling’s rosy lips curved slightly. Her figure also disappeared from the spot. The human-shaped Xuanbing Core in her Qi Sea was spinning at high speed, and the surging Profound Ice True Qi wrapped around the sword body. The surrounding temperature began to drop rapidly, and it even started to drizzle.
The two figures approached each other rapidly like meteors, colliding in the blink of an eye. However, at this moment, Elder Han’s movements suddenly stagnated.
In this instant, the two figures crossed each other’s paths once more. Cheng Hongling had the advantage in speed, and with one sword strike, she severed Elder Han’s surviving major artery.
“Why?”
Elder Han clutched his neck and fell from the sky. Just at that moment, he suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and his whole body ached to the bone as if he had a severe cold when he was a child. But the problem was, how could he, a dignified Huashen realm expert, catch a cold?
“Didn’t you want to know what Profound Ice is? When I severed your meridians before, I had already infused Profound Ice True Qi into your body. Your blood is already starting to freeze.”
Cheng Hongling’s figure slowly descended. The Profound Ice True Qi emanating from the Xuanbing Core was extremely domineering, and it was not simply that it was harder after solidifying into ice.
“Profound… Profound Ice? You… you cultivated Shui Linglong from Shuiyu Valley? You… you are not a disciple of the HongHua Sect?”
Elder Han desperately covered his neck and asked unwillingly, because as far as he knew, only those who cultivated Shui Linglong would have their Qi Pills in their Qi Sea evolve into Xuanbing Cores.
“Sorry, that was the betrothal gift I gave her.”
At this moment, Mu Ruoyi walked over.
“You… all of you came… for real?”
Elder Han’s face showed shock. However, due to the Profound Ice True Qi, his eyes gradually lost their luster.
When the main body died, the Seven Vital Souls would be instantly annihilated into dust. The clone that was fighting Zhao Li in the distance disappeared immediately, which meant it was also one of the Seven Vital Souls.
Zhao Li, having lost her opponent, began to eliminate the remaining disciples of the Tuzhiamen Sect.
At the same time, Elder Han’s Life Soul escaped his body and fled. Because of his high cultivation level, it did not directly disintegrate into the Heaven, Earth, and Human souls. However, if he did not find a way quickly, under the Heavenly Dao’s pressure, he would soon face this result.
“Trying to escape?”
Cheng Hongling’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. Her powerful spiritual sense turned into a large hand, and she directly captured Elder Han’s Life Soul.
Elder Han’s spiritual sense was not weak; it was even slightly stronger than Cheng Hongling’s, but that was only when he was complete. Now that his Life Soul was reduced to the Heaven, Earth, and Human souls, his strength was halved, so how could he break free?
“You can’t kill me! Otherwise, the Tuzhiamen Sect will not let you off!”
Elder Han threatened as death approached.
“I’ll return your words. Without evidence, who would know I did it?”
Cheng Hongling remained indifferent, and the large hand formed by her spiritual sense quickly tightened.
A moment later, under the combined effect of her and the Heavenly Dao’s pressure, Elder Han’s Life Soul let out a wail and dissipated into the night sky. A powerful Huashen realm expert thus perished.
“Sister Hong Ling, you are still as cool as ever! Sister really likes you!”
Mu Ruoyi leaned in, with a fawning expression on her face.
“You like my blood, don’t you?”
Cheng Hongling frowned and avoided her. She wasn’t that infatuated clone, and she really didn’t like being intimate with other women.
“Hong Ling, if you say that, you’ll break my heart.”
Mu Ruoyi said coquettishly.
Cheng Hongling scoffed. She didn’t naively believe that the most beautiful woman in the cultivation world had an abnormal sexual orientation. Everyone was just after benefits.
“Fairy Hong Ling, we owe you a great debt of gratitude this time. Otherwise, we would have been in great danger today.”
Zhao Li, having cleared all the enemies, also came over to express her thanks.
“You don’t need to thank me, I’m just returning a favor!”
Cheng Hongling replied indifferently.
“What favor? I told you, those were betrothal gifts for you.”
Mu Ruoyi quickly explained.
Cheng Hongling remained noncommittal. She never intended to spend her life with this woman. Whether it was betrothal gifts or favors, she would return what she owed.
“Well, since you are no longer in danger, I should be leaving.”
Cheng Hongling put away her sword and was about to leave.
“Where are you going? If you are here for the Nine Nether Demonic Cat, I think we will have a greater chance of success if we cooperate.”
Mu Ruoyi reminded her.
“Give me a reason!”
Cheng Hongling’s steps did not stop.
“The reason is very simple. The whereabouts of the Nine Nether Demonic Cat are unknown. Let alone you, even the HuXiao Sect is at a loss. You should be very aware of how useful my Mu Linglong is for finding targets!”
Mu Ruoyi reminded her.
Upon hearing this reason, Cheng Hongling’s steps gradually slowed down.
“Furthermore, the road ahead is blocked by the major sects. It will be difficult for you to proceed alone.”
Mu Ruoyi continued to add.
Cheng Hongling’s footsteps finally stopped completely, and then she turned around and asked, “Then, if we get the Nine Nether Demonic Cat, who will it belong to?”
