Chapter 138

The dazzling sword light flared up once more, as if it had cleaved down from the heavens above.

Puff—

The sword light swept past.

In a state of utter shock, the elderly Han Zhen barely managed to tilt his body just enough to avoid being split in two, allowing the sword light to land on his shoulder instead.

“Ah!!”

Han Zhen’s arm was not severed.

Because the Tian Shuang Zhan (Heavenly Frost Slash) did not strike flesh.

The sword of ‘no self’ could sever the soul.

His arm had already been ‘killed’; no matter where his soul returned, his hand was rendered useless.

A quarter of an hour had already passed!

Han Zhen was unwilling to accept this.

He still wanted to strike back.

Hiss—

The sword light crisscrossed, carving a deep mark in the air ahead.

Han Zhen suddenly looked up.

He saw Ying Bing standing before someone, her sword held horizontally, her gaze icy.

“Cross the line, and you die.”

That look seemed to pierce deep into his soul, sending a chill through his heart.

It left no room for doubt about those three words.

Han Zhen fell silent.

After a few breaths, he cast a deep glance at the two of them, the spark in his eyes extinguished.

His body collapsed to the ground, flesh and blood rapidly vanishing, leaving only a skeleton behind.

Yin Hua Xuan soared into the sky.

Outside, the sounds of battle erupted once more.

But our little Li student had no mind to pay attention to it.

Sitting behind the ice block, he gathered his thoughts.

After a long day of toil, Li Mo couldn’t help but check the rewards he had just received.

[Congratulations, host, you have successfully invested in ‘Ying Bing’ to help her avoid serious injury.]

[Investment feedback: “Zhou Tian Xing Dou Xuan Dan Jing” (The Profound Formula of the Celestial Stars).]

[Congratulations, host, you have successfully invested in ‘Ying Bing’ to help her refine the Blood Phoenix Essence.]

[Investment feedback: “Liu Jin Zao Hua Yin” (Golden Creation Seal).]

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Chapter 139: Ying Bing, He’s Quite Strange

Li Mo had a rough idea of what the “Liu Jin Zao Hua Yin” was.

As for the “Zhou Tian Xing Dou Xuan Dan Fa,” he didn’t know exactly what kind of martial art it was, but just hearing the name made it clear that it was anything but ordinary.

The feedback from Ying Bing couldn’t possibly be bad.

Moreover, it was related to the Xuan Dan (Profound Pill).

Just in time, he was nearing the Xuan Dan realm himself.

“I’ll study it when I get back.”

Li Mo withdrew his thoughts and took a six-pattern pill to recuperate.

He looked at the collapsing space, trying to stand up.

However, at that moment, his internal energy was depleted, and his body was severely overdrawn.

Just standing up made his vision go dark, and he couldn’t help but fall.

But—

A delicate, jade-like hand caught him just then.

Li Mo looked up; it was none other than Ying Bing.

Ying Bing pressed her lips together for a moment and said softly, “Stand firm; you shouldn’t be falling down now.”

Li Mo: “....”

Sometimes, he just didn’t understand what the Daughter of Destiny was thinking.

He could actually...

Alright.

Though Ying Bing was cold as ice, she was soft and fragrant, and leaning against her felt surprisingly comfortable...

In the distance, a golden money tree was rapidly approaching.

Elder Qian was almost there.

Li Mo let out a sigh of relief, his mind completely relaxing.

Ying Bing suddenly spoke softly, asking, “What’s the battle spirit behind you?”

That was clearly the manifestation of the Guan Shen realm.

If it was activated through secret methods, the cost was usually enormous.

For instance, when she activated the Blood Phoenix Essence, even if it consumed the power she had stored, it still placed a heavy burden on her.

Power that doesn’t belong to oneself often comes with a hefty price.

Li Mo smacked his lips: “A talisman I obtained by accident, but unfortunately, I can only use it this once.”

“How do you feel now?” Ying Bing asked again.

“Ugh, not great.”

As soon as Li Mo finished speaking, Ying Bing’s brows furrowed.

Then he sighed, “Having experienced that kind of immense power, I feel so weak now.”

“I really want to step into the Guan Shen realm soon.”

That power had left his body, and he was truly unaccustomed to it.

He felt as if his whole body was weighed down with lead.

“.....”

Ying Bing lowered her gaze, her expression complex.

His lack of discomfort indicated that the quality of that talisman was extremely high, a truly precious item.

If she had that talisman, in the next system ranking, she might not be able to surpass Li Mo.

Thinking of this, a vision of the young man bathed in heavenly light, resembling a celestial being, flashed through her mind.

Now that Li Mo no longer had that talisman, she had completely refined the Blood Phoenix Essence.

But why couldn’t she feel happy about it?

She had to admit.

Without him, let alone the Blood Phoenix Essence, she might not even be standing here...

Splash—

The money tree arrived, enveloping the two of them, along with Tang Xiaobao and many other talented individuals from various factions.

“There’s no time to explain.”

“The Demon Summoning Cult’s monsters have arrived, and the fighting outside is even fiercer.”

“I’ll take you to a safe place first.”

Qian Bufan stood atop the golden tree, speaking gravely.

Then, the tree shadow wrapped around everyone and soared into the air.

Ahead, a vast space collapsed.

Old Qian felt a pang in his heart and pulled out a piece of red gold from his pocket, tossing it into the money tree.

His aura suddenly grew stronger.

Boom—

The money tree crashed forward.

Li Mo: “..... So spending money makes you stronger?”

Suddenly, he thought that learning Elder Qian’s techniques didn’t seem like a bad idea.

Meanwhile, others also unleashed their abilities. For instance, the middle-aged scholar from the Burning Jade Forest created a realm that resembled a flowing ink painting of mountains and rivers, while the elder from Hengyun Sword City took a more straightforward approach, transforming into a massive sword that swept away everything in its path.

Finally.

Everyone burst out of this secret realm.

Rumble—

Old Qian was right.

It was even more chaotic outside now, as the Demon Summoning Cult’s people had come to reinforce their allies, clashing with various powerful figures, and it was hard to tell who had the upper hand.

“Yin Hua, old dog, I’ve been wanting to beat you up for ages!”

“Hmph, you think you can escape!?”

A voice filled with murderous intent yet vibrant rang through the skies.

A fiery lotus flower bloomed.

A woman in palace attire smashed her pink fist into the head of Yin Hua Xuan, who was half-human, half-dragon, shattering his dragon horn and sending him crashing through a mountain.

“Shang Wu! Don’t force me!” Yin Hua Xuan threatened in rage.

“A traitor still barking.”

“Ha, compared to me, you’re the real traitor...”

As the words fell, Shang Wu narrowed her almond-shaped eyes, her fists cracking ominously.

“I, Shang Wu, Elder of Qunyu Peak.”

“That’s all!”

Bang—

And then...

A brutal beating ensued.

Yin Hua Xuan’s half-human, half-dragon body was used as a weapon by the woman, swinging him around and sending several Demon Summoning Cult enforcers spitting blood and retreating.

Under the money tree, everyone watched with their scalps tingling, their hearts racing.

“Which sect does that woman belong to?”

“Goodness... she’s so brutal.”

“Shang Wu? I know her... I used to think those rumors were exaggerated, but now it seems they were conservative...”

Everyone lowered their heads.

Bai Jinghong didn’t even dare to look anywhere, fearing she might be targeted and dragged into the fray.

Obedient, well-behaved.

“Uh, that lady is an elder from my Qingyuan Sect, and also...”

“Li Shidi’s master.”

Ouyang smiled wryly.

Everyone suddenly understood.

That made sense.

“Senior brother, you...”

Li Mo couldn’t help but facepalm.

He wanted to salvage the situation, turning to everyone with a warm smile: “Actually, most of my martial arts are self-taught.”

“The sword techniques are really my...”

Slap—

The star hammer slipped from his sleeve, falling onto the ground.

Everyone: “....”

“Damn it, I forgot to put it away!”

Li Mo picked up the hammer, annoyed, and waved it a couple of times.

Then he turned back to the crowd with a friendly expression: “You all know... huh? Ouyang Shixiong, why are you kneeling?”

“I believe!”

Tie Qi nodded vigorously.

“I believe too! Li Xiong, you’re born to be a dashing swordsman.”

“Who says otherwise? I’m with him!”

Looking at the shiny hammer in Li Mo’s hand, which seemed like it could come crashing down on someone’s head at any moment, Ouyang spoke with righteous indignation.

You see, Yin Hua Cheng didn’t believe it.

What would his fate be?

Bai Jinghong clenched her fists.

Deep down, she felt that martial artists who didn’t use swords were all uncouth, let alone those who used hammers.

How many hammer-wielders do you see in the martial world?

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