The Cannon Fodder Turns His Sister Into A Soaring Phoenix – Chapter 366

Chapter 363: Villain, Look at Me! Liang Xiaoliu!

—Hua Haomiao, a sword master of the Seven Mystical Sect, with a cultivation base in the mid-Core Formation Stage.

He wore a green robe, and with his Azure Stone Spirit Sword, he had roamed the Northern Region for nearly two hundred years, defeating countless sword cultivators.

If one were to disregard cultivation and only talk about sword arts.

Hua Haomiao prided himself that even facing Yun Tianchong, the Sect Master of the Moon Shadow Sword Sect, the foremost sword cultivator in the Four Domains, he would not be defeated within ten moves.

However…

Clang—

The moment Gu Mingxin charged forward, a flicker of shock flashed in Hua Haomiao’s eyes.

In that instant, he immediately realized that he was merely a frog in a well in the Northern Region, only catching a glimpse of the sky through the well’s opening, unaware of the dragons and tigers hidden in the world outside.

His sword, moving at a speed that bordered on madness, appeared to Hua Haomiao as merely a red shadow trailing streams of light; he couldn’t even discern the sword’s path.

Hua Haomiao could only rely on his years of sword practice and physical instinct to raise his sword in defense.

Ding—

The moment their blades met, the air seemed to freeze.

The snowflakes falling from the sky stopped moving around the two of them.

Then, they suddenly collapsed.

Roaring—

The torrential blood-qi, wrapped with wind and snow, caused the ground beneath Hua Haomiao’s feet to erupt with flying debris. Gu Mingxin’s enraged roar followed like a madman’s:

“Liang—Xia—Liu!!!! Hahhhhhhh—!”

The bloody sword light scattered like a whip.

Hua Haomiao truly wished he could shout, “You have the wrong person!!” but he had no opportunity to utter a sound. Seeing the scattering sword light, he could only grit his teeth to barely withstand Gu Mingxin’s earth-shattering sword momentum.

Clang, clang, clang—

The spirit swords clashing between them stirred up the snow on the ground, enveloping them.

The four people outside could only see the flashes of spirit sword clashes erupting from the swirling snow and dust, along with the bone-chilling bloody spiritual energy.

Wu Tianci and Lu Meimei, standing not far away, as well as Hei Yang and Bai Yin, who floated cross-legged in mid-air with their hands on the zither strings, all seemed to have become mere spectators to their sword fight, their gazes fixed on the figures flickering in the smoke and dust.

The Xue E floating above Wu Tianci also wore a look of fear. It had been by Gu Mingxin’s side since she was young, but this was the first time it had ever heard Gu Mingxin roar like this.

Clang, clang—

Swish—

Swish—

Following two sounds of flesh being pierced, silence descended upon the street as they emanated from the swirling snow.

The snow dust enveloping Hua Haomiao and Gu Mingxin slowly settled from the sky, and the silhouettes of the two standing figures gradually became visible.

Wu Tianci frowned slightly. He knew the outcome had been decided. Two sword cultivators with similar cultivation bases were unlike Law Cultivators, who might need dozens or even a hundred exchanges to determine a victor.

Between sword cultivators, victory or death was decided in as little as one move, or at most ten.

Now, with both figures still standing in the dust, it was impossible to tell who had won or lost.

The four spectators outside watched the two figures intently, holding their breath, awaiting the result.

Whoosh—

The cold wind swept across the street, causing the beards of Wu Tianci and the others to tremble.

And in the next moment, the left forearm and elbow of the slightly shorter figure on the right broke apart, falling to the ground.

Upon seeing this, Wu Tianci’s eyes widened with a hint of fear.

Lu Meimei was so terrified she covered her mouth. Judging by this scene, it seemed Gu Mingxin had lost, her left hand severed by the cultivator in green.

However, the moment the shorter figure’s arm hit the ground, the slightly taller figure opposite her collapsed like a dismantled structure, turning into regular square chunks of flesh.

As the snow dust slowly settled, Gu Mingxin, holding the Blood-colored Spiritual Sword, stood hunched beside Hua Haomiao’s dismembered corpse. The flesh exposed on her severed left arm instantly froze upon contact with the cold air.

Hei Yang and Bai Yin, watching from the side, felt a flicker of surprise in their eyes under their bamboo hats as Hua Haomiao lost his life in an instant. However, they quickly regained their composure.

They swiftly created distance, manipulated the zither strings, and swept them forward forcefully.

Ice-blue spiritual energy transformed into floating swords, sabers, spears, and halberds that rapidly shot towards Gu Mingxin.

Wu Tianci finally snapped back to reality and immediately prepared to rush to Gu Mingxin’s side to block this strange profound treasure for her.

However—

“Don’t get in the way!!!”

Clang—

Gu Mingxin roared, stopping Wu Tianci from intervening. She raised her sword and unleashed several rings of bloody sword light, blocking all the incoming ice-blue profound treasures. She glared at Hei Yang and Bai Yin, who were distancing themselves in the sky.

Seeing this, Xue E placed its hand in a sword finger position at its brow. It felt that Gu Mingxin could not possibly handle those two strange cultivators alone and immediately wanted to summon the Black Python to devour them.

However, before it could summon the Black Python, it was met with an intensely blood-red glare from Gu Mingxin’s eyes, like that of a vengeful spirit.

“Ah…”

Xue E was startled. This was the first time Gu Mingxin had glared at it so fiercely. It quickly lowered its small hands, but couldn’t help but say,

“Mingxin, go first! This place…”

But before she could finish speaking, Gu Mingxin raised her sword, shattered the ground, and leaped towards Hei Yang and Bai Yin in the sky.

“Overestimating yourself!”

Bai Yin saw a sword cultivator charging directly at their profound treasures and swept the zither strings again.

Waves of demonic music spread out in a ring from the strings.

Gu Mingxin, leaping into the air, felt an immense force hindering her approach to the two above, while her head throbbed as if it were about to explode.

She gritted her teeth, her gaze fixed on the two above. Seeing that she couldn’t get close, she reversed her grip on the spirit sword and, like throwing a javelin, withdrew all her protective spiritual energy, channeling it into the spirit sword, and then hurled it forcefully at them.

Boom—

The blood-red spirit sword, like a siege crossbow, streaked across the night sky.

Upon seeing this, Bai Yin strummed his zither and waved his sleeve.

Dong—

A dull bell sound echoed from the sky.

A spiritual shield immediately enveloped the two brothers, blocking the blood-colored spirit sword an inch in front of them.

The collision between the blood-red spiritual energy within the spirit sword and their ice-blue water spiritual energy created aurora-like streaks across the night sky, instantly illuminating the entire street of the town.

Gu Mingxin landed midway, then leaped up again, her feet striking the ground. Without the obstruction of the strange demonic music, she leaped before them this time.

She grabbed the blood-colored spirit sword, injected more spiritual energy into the hilt, and pushed the sword to break through Hei Yang and Bai Yin’s spiritual shield.

“Hahhhhhhh—Break!!!”

Amidst her roar, the spiritual shield, like glass, developed cracks from the spirit sword’s intrusion, the “Screech!” sound echoing across the sky.

Seeing the situation turn unfavorable, Bai Yin’s face broke out in a cold sweat. He shouted,

“Brother!”

However, Hei Yang, still strumming his zither, his eyes remained as calm as an ancient well, his gaze fixed on Gu Mingxin, who glared at him.

Crash—

The spiritual shield shattered with a boom.

The blood-colored spirit sword pressed towards Hei Yang’s neck.

But in the next moment, Hei Yang grasped the head of the zither.

“Seeking death!”

Ding—

A spirit sword hidden within the zither head was unsheathed, drawing a flowing, water-like sword scar in front of him, blocking Gu Mingxin’s spirit sword.

Then, swish—

White edge in, red edge out.

A spirit sword as thin as a finger pierced directly through Gu Mingxin’s heart meridian at the vital point.

Hei Yang’s eyes widened slightly. “Hah—”

Amidst his roar, he clamped down on Gu Mingxin’s right wrist, which held the sword, and with his other hand, prepared to twist the spirit sword, bisecting Gu Mingxin from her chest.

The girl’s right hand was now pinned, and her left hand had just been severed by Hua Haomiao. She had no means of resistance.

In Hei Yang’s eyes, she was now fish on a chopping block, awaiting his disposal.

As long as he slightly activated his spiritual energy, transmitting it through the spirit sword into her heart meridian, even if the girl possessed immense power, she would surely die.

He looked at Gu Mingxin’s furious, glaring eyes and said,

“In your next life…”

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Mingxin’s right hand, which was pinned, instead grabbed Hei Yang’s left wrist and pulled herself towards him.

Because of this action, the spirit sword piercing her chest advanced several inches further back.

Swish—

Hei Yang didn’t know what she was doing. He thought she had lost her mind; this would only hasten her death.

However, in the next moment.

Gu Mingxin opened her mouth forcefully and, like a zombie, directly bit down on Hei Yang’s neck.

Crack—

“Brother!”

Bai Yin, standing beside him, his eyes widened in sudden panic and helplessness. He frantically swept his zither strings again.

Ice-blue spiritual energy slammed into Gu Mingxin’s body, accompanied by the cracking sound of bones.

However, Gu Mingxin, like a hungry wolf, continued to clamp down on Hei Yang’s neck.

Hei Yang, seeing the furious eyes almost at his throat, felt a sliver of fear in his heart. He instantly understood what she intended to do and hastily tried to tell his brother to stop.

But alas, it was too late.

Boom—

Bai Yin unleashed a torrential blast of spiritual energy with all his might, striking Gu Mingxin’s abdomen.

With a sound of flesh being pierced, Gu Mingxin, using the force of Bai Yin’s spiritual energy, tore off a large chunk of flesh from Hei Yang’s neck with her teeth, and then slammed violently onto the ground.

“Cough—”

Blood gushed out from Hei Yang’s neck like a pillar, forming a waterfall of blood amidst the falling snow in the night sky.

His younger brother, Bai Yin, was also terrified. He no longer had the energy to focus on the fallen Gu Mingxin and immediately took out a spirit medicine from his storage bag, intending to help his brother heal.

“Brother!!!”

“Cough cough—Protect… Protect body…” Hei Yang looked at him with unfocused eyes, released the zither sword gripped in his right hand, pushed away the spirit medicine his brother offered, and said, “Protect… Protect body!”

“Brother!!”

Swish—

Gu Mingxin, thrown to the ground by the spiritual energy, with bloodshot eyes, dragged her almost disfigured body, and leaped to the side of the two again.

A blood-colored sword light swept horizontally across the back of their necks.

Two heads, severed from their bodies, fell to the ground almost simultaneously as Gu Mingxin’s corpse and Hei Yang and Bai Yin’s decapitated bodies.

Witnessing this, Wu Tianci could no longer stand still. He immediately stepped forward, preparing to catch her.

However, Gu Mingxin, despite her severe injuries, did not collapse. Her feet landed firmly on the ground, blood all over her body, as she let out a skyward roar:

“Hahhhhhhh—Liang Xiaoliu! Liang Xiaoliu! Liang Xiaoliu!!! You’re watching, right?! Hahahaha—Did you like it?!! I killed all your people!! Come on!! You’re definitely more capable than this, aren’t you? I haven’t killed enough yet!! Liang Xiaoliu!!!!”

“Mingxin!!” Xue E, seeing Gu Mingxin in this state, was terrified. “Quickly use spirit protection and have Miss Lu heal you! You…”

“Senior Sister Gu…”

“Shut up!!!! All of you, shut up!!” Gu Mingxin glared at Xue E and Wu Tianci beside her, scanning the street left and right, searching for Liang Xiaoliu’s figure. “Hahahaha—Liang Xiaoliu!!! Don’t be so shy!! Will you meet me?! Ahhhh—”

Her wild cries echoed through the surrounding snow-capped mountains like a wolf’s howl.

With a deafening roar, the accumulated snow on a distant high mountain suddenly collapsed, turning into an avalanche and cascading down the mountainside.

Wu Tianci watched Gu Mingxin, muttering,

“Liang Xiaoliu…”

Lu Meimei, her ample bosom jiggling, ran over. Seeing Gu Mingxin in this state, she looked around the street and quickly retrieved her left hand, which had been cut off by Hua Haomiao.

“Little Sister Gu, hurry… I’ll reattach your hand first!!”

Wu Tianci, seeing Lu Meimei arrive, remained silent for a moment before saying,

“Senior Lu, take care of Senior Sister Gu. I’ll go look around.”

“Ah…”

Boom—

With a loud explosion, Wu Tianci, using his physical strength, leaped into the sky, clasped his hands together, released his spiritual sense to scan all the cultivators in the town.

This town, Longzhan Town, was a small mountain town with only a few hundred cultivators.

His spiritual sense swept out, and he immediately detected a Core Formation Stage cultivator hiding in a tall building to the east, his eyes narrowing. He used the air as a stepping stone.

Boom—

With a bang, he charged towards the direction of the Core Formation Stage cultivator he had sensed.

Gu Mingxin watched Wu Tianci leave into the sky. She scanned the street again, only to hear Xue E say,

“Mingxin, stop thinking about that Liang Xiaoliu! Quickly gather your Qi and heal. There’s no one else around.”

“…”

Thump—

Upon hearing this, Gu Mingxin frowned slightly, as if dissatisfied. She bit her lip slightly and fell directly into Lu Meimei’s large embrace.

“Ah?! Mingxin!! Don’t sleep!”

Lu Meimei was also startled. She quickly formed a sword finger and checked Gu Mingxin’s condition. With a panicked look, she looked left and right, then hugged Gu Mingxin and went to the corpses of Hei Yang, Bai Yin, and the green-robed sword cultivator.

Then.

Swish—

She reached into the abdomens of the three, felt around, and retrieved three dim golden cores, cracked and worn. She fed them to Gu Mingxin.

“What is this… Sister Gu, wake up. Swallow these golden cores before you sleep. Why are you trying so hard?”

Leaning in her arms, Gu Mingxin could no longer speak. With her last bit of strength, she swallowed the golden cores and closed her eyes, falling asleep.

“Sigh…”

Xue E, floating in the air, shook its head and sighed, a mixture of heartache and helplessness. It quickly returned to Gu Mingxin’s head, helping to regulate her meridians from within.

Lu Meimei picked her up, looked around, and then took her back to the inn where they were staying.

The snow fell like a waterfall, blanketing the entire small town. Soon, the three corpses in the street were buried beneath the white snow.

Rumbling explosions came from the east of the town, lasting for about fifteen minutes before abruptly stopping.

Lu Meimei changed into a presentable set of clothes and used her spiritual energy to heal Gu Mingxin. After a while, Wu Tianci returned, carrying a cultivator with limbs twisted in the opposite direction, who was barely clinging to life.

Lu Meimei glanced at him and asked,

“Who is this person?”

“He was watching from the side while Senior Sister Gu was fighting those three just now. He’s quite troublesome.”

Wu Tianci wiped a few scratches on his face and threw the person in front of Lu Meimei. He looked at Gu Mingxin lying with her eyes tightly closed on the bed and said,

“Senior Sister Gu kept shouting about Liang Xiaoliu just now. I suspect this person is him. Use your Bewitching Technique to extract some information.”

“Okay.”

Lu Meimei glanced at the person Wu Tianci had thrown over. She seemed to find him rather ugly and uninterested, pouting slightly. However, she still carried him to the adjacent room.

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