Xiang Yuan and the female ghost shifted their battle from the Courtyard to the Corridor, then from the Corridor to another Courtyard.
The female ghost’s abilities were poor, inferior even to an average Martial Artist. Her Illusion Technique had been broken, and she was further Suppressed by Righteous Qi, leaving her only able to take blows from the saber. However, her ghostly body was both illusory and real, making it difficult to grasp her whereabouts. Passing through walls and forests, she was truly difficult to kill.
Xiang Yuan raised his saber and struck, cleaving through a flash of dazzling White Light. When the female ghost’s Mist split into two, he pressed a Calligraphy Masterpiece against her with his other hand, covering Half her face.
Green smoke rose as the female ghost As If she had fallen into an Oil pot, letting out a sharp, ear-piercing scream.
Xiang Yuan only felt the paper in his hand grow scorching hot. His Heart stopped, but his hand did not, and he struck again.
Old Daoist Que Xin had taught him that when killing, one must kill cleanly. Otherwise, even if the wild grass was burned, its roots would remain, bringing Infinite trouble later.
Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river. What if this female ghost escaped, gained a Divine skill opportunity deep in the mountains, and from then on made Rapid Progress, becoming a generation-defying female emperor who could Suppress For a lifetime, only to come back and seek revenge on him?
The possibility was not great, but it was not nonexistent.
Xiang Yuan swung his saber repeatedly, cutting the female ghost into a mass of White Mist. Within the Mist, a Distorted face silently let out a Roar. Somehow, it dispersed a chilly, Yin Wind.
The four great characters “People Have Something To Do” Bloomed with Red Light. A scorching tide spread out, forcibly Suppressing the coldness.
At that moment, a chaotic Sound of footsteps came from behind him, accompanied by loud shouting. It made Xiang Yuan extremely impatient.
Can’t you be quiet for a little while?!
When it was time to Subdue Demons and Eliminate Devils, neither of you could be seen, and you did not even have the Ability for Adding Fuel to the Fire. Now that the female ghost is nearly dead, you two come out to cause trouble again. What, do you want to spare her life and persuade her to reform and become a good female ghost?
Xiang Yuan knew These two clowns were capable of that. He turned around irritably and said, “Don’t come over. My Saber technique is not refined, and I might injure your descendants.”
“No, Little Yuan Ge, there’s another one.”
“It’s right outside the door, following behind Brother Xiao’s Buttocks!”
“Nonsense! You clearly brought it in. Little Yuan Ge, save me!”
There’s another one!
Xiang Yuan’s Heart was greatly alarmed. One ghost had not been eliminated, and another had appeared. With wolves ahead and tigers behind, he was even carrying two burdensome companions…
No, he had to kill one first.
Xiang Yuan knew his own Ability. He could Suppress the female ghost only because of Wang Wenxu’s excellent calligraphy. If he were attacked from the front and rear, he might not survive the Nighttime.
A plan formed in his mind. His eyes sharpened as he raised his saber and slashed toward the female ghost ahead.
At that moment, Xiang Yuan was As if Liu Jingsheng had possessed him. His Heart Like Still Water, each strike faster than the last. His Saber Momentum was like a Gale and torrential rain, spreading countless Pear blossoms across the trees in an instant. With such a fierce Saber technique, even if there had been a living person before him, they would have been finely chopped into minced meat.
The female ghost did not even let out a scream before vanishing together with the Mist.
Xiang Yuan stood in place, panting heavily, his Expression Pale Face. His Nascent Soul had been consumed excessively, and he could no longer Control his saber to fight.
He was not afraid. Without Steady, he still had Leng Xue and Clown.
He did not switch to Leng Xue’s side immediately. With difficulty, he held his saber horizontally before him and Stabilized his trembling arm, protecting Xiao He and Xu Jixian behind him alone.
“Little Yuan Ge, if we can preserve our Yang essence and survive today, I will become your Sworn Brother,” Xiao He said, Moved.
“Me too.”
“Shut up!”
Xiang Yuan adjusted his breathing and stared toward the Corridor. His eyes were like those of a Fierce Tiger, radiating majesty without anger.
A Black Shadow slowly approached, seeming to appear out of nowhere from the Darkness. It left no trace and made not the slightest sound.
Xiang Yuan let out a soft exclamation. It was not a Ghostly Creature; its footsteps were merely silent. It was a living person.
Dressing up as a ghost to scare people in the middle of the Nighttime?
The newcomer wore a Black Robe, Hooded and masked, and walked without a sound. Xu Jixian did not know the person’s depth, so he mistook him for a Ghostly Creature.
“Little Yuan Ge, Widow Wang’s husband’s family has come looking for her. I enjoyed her company last night, and Old Wang probably won’t spare me…” Xu Jixian whispered.
Xiang Yuan Ignored him and said coldly, “Who are you? Why are you pretending to be a ghost? Was the female ghost under your Control?”
“Heh heh heh, you have quite the eye, boy. You Recognize my sect’s ghost-controlling Divine Skill. Your Saber technique is passable. Bring you into the mountains, find a Fierce Tiger to feed you to, and refining you into a Ghoul would not be bad.” The Black Robe slowly spoke, his voice like Ghosts and Spirits, Unpredictable.
Of course I recognize it. My Martial Uncle used this move far more skillfully than you. With a wave of his sleeve, a hundred ghosts would roam the Nighttime.
Lingguang: I came to Assist you!
With his Martial Uncle’s desperate assistance, Xiang Yuan recognized the other party’s origins at a glance. It was not another sect, but the Yellow Springs Path hidden in the Southern Border.
The Yellow Springs Path was one of the Eight Great Fiends. Most of its Disciples practiced ghost-controlling techniques, or were Ghostly Creatures to begin with. Their various inconceivable Means were difficult to guard against. Few who encountered them survived, and they were mysterious beyond measure. Thus, there were many Rumors about the Yellow Springs Path, and Jianghu Persons changed color at its mention.
Xiang Yuan knew some of the inside information. The Southern Border was crawling with Evils, making it difficult for ordinary Cultivators to survive. The low-level Disciples of the Yellow Springs Path were no exception; before reaching Foundation Establishment, they did not even dare leave the sect.
But how could Cultivation be achieved by hiding inside a room? Traveling everywhere and borrowing external strength to temper oneself was the proper path.
Thus, these Disciples left the Southern Border and only Returned after their abilities had been sufficiently honed. For this reason, few people in the world knew that the Yellow Springs Path’s headquarters were located in the Southern Border. They merely assumed the sect was everywhere, with traces of Ghosts and Spirits in every place.
Judging from the female ghost’s abilities, the Black Robe’s ghost-controlling skills were average, nowhere near Foundation Establishment Strength. Xiang Yuan estimated that the other party was at the Opening Aperture Stage, with Strength far exceeding his own.
There was absolutely no chance of winning in a head-on confrontation. He could only…
Launch a sneak attack!
He acted according to plan and Took a deep breath. “Evils and Demonic Daoists are to be executed by everyone. You need not waste Words. Use whatever Ability you have.”
“Exactly. Use whatever Ability you have. Our Little Yuan Ge is a real man who would not even wrinkle his brow,” Xiao He said, fierce in appearance but weak inside.
“Let me tell you, Little Yuan Ge is one of Dezhou’s Four Divine Constables. By imperial decree, he wields the saber with authority to execute first and report later. He is incredibly Fierce!” Xu Jixian loudly chimed in.
“Hmph. You two Trash are rather interesting. I’ll turn you into refined ghouls for amusement after I deal with him.”
The Black Robe looked at Xiang Yuan and gave a Cold smile repeatedly. “Your Nascent Soul is Exhausted, and your Saber Momentum is gone. The fact that you can Barely hold a saber is already extraordinary. Stop Struggling. I’ll let you die more Hearty. Otherwise, I’ll torture you into a Vengeful spirit and evil ghost. That Taste will be very Uncomfortable.”
You’re actually a pretty nice person!
“Enough nonsense. If you want Xiang’s life, ask the saber in Xiang’s hand first.”
“Then let me ask it.”
Seeing that Xiang Yuan did not know his place and was still being Pretentious before death, the Black Robe gave three Cold smiles. He raised his Right Hand, and the five pale, slender fingers spread Black Mist, stirring up the wind within the Courtyard. It blew Xiao Xu into loud, Strange cries, making him cover his eyes and dare not move.
Xiang Yuan Recognized this move. It was the Claw technique “Fierce Yin Wind,” practiced by the Yellow Springs Path’s Outer Sect Disciples. It was a basic martial arts technique of the Opening Aperture Stage, further confirming the other party’s Cultivation Realm.
I can kill him!
He shouted in a low voice, drew his saber to his side, and raised Wang Wenxu’s Calligraphy Masterpiece with his other hand. Borrowing Righteous Qi to Suppress the Yin Wind, he then lunged forward in a single stride.
In the tranquil Darkness, a Saber Light flashed, like a single cold star, breaking through the air and arriving.
Xiang Yuan’s eyes were icy cold. There was nothing in them but the Black Robe. He no longer wielded his saber with Tiger Intent. Its force was like a star from beyond the heavens, its speed like lightning, its edge unmatched. Once unleashed, the move was like a Lone Star tearing through the Nighttime sky and chasing the moon.
Heart Like Still Water, intent like a Meteor—swift, precise, lethal.
Heavenly Saber Style One, Lone Star Chasing Moon!
The Black Robe mocked Xiang Yuan for seeking his own death, keeping one hand behind his back to display his Demonic Might. Suddenly, his eyes lit up. Before the saber’s edge arrived, the killing intent had already reached him, filling him with dread and leaving his hands and feet at a loss. His formation immediately fell into disarray.
Impossible. His Nascent Soul was Exhausted. How could he Control such a Saber technique?
No, something was wrong. His aura had changed. Just now it was the Fierce Tiger, but now…
Was it him?
Was it not him?
Silver light flashed as Xiang Yuan and the Black Robe passed each other. Xiang Yuan rushed forward two steps before finally managing to Stop.
The Killing move he had just learned was not yet skilled. He would be fine after killing a few more Enemies.
That single strike directly Exhausted Xiang Yuan’s Nascent Soul and Energy. Once Leng Xue came online, there was no follow-up. His Body swayed, and he almost fell.
At that moment, Xiang Yuan still had one-third of Clown unused. The style was too embarrassing to look at, and with Xiao Xu watching, he was unwilling to associate with them. He slightly turned sideways, lowered his eyes, and turned his head. “Your Excellency has asked. How was Xiang’s saber?”
The Black Robe said nothing, answering with silence.
With a bang, his entire body fell to the ground. Foul blood flowed from his chest and abdomen, staining a large patch of ground red.
With a light crack, Ghost Fire erupted from the Black Robe’s Corpse. The Corpse ignited in an instant, the flames blazing fiercely, until only a patch of Scorched Black remained.
This scene was also within Xiang Yuan’s expectations. He nodded. “Since Your Excellency said nothing, I assume Xiang’s Saber technique was not bad and allowed you to enjoy yourself.”
“Ah, this…”
Xiao He’s eyes went wide. He grabbed Xu Jixian’s sleeve tightly, pointed at Xiang Yuan with one hand, and could only babble incoherently.
Xu Jixian was also stunned. Awakened by the overwhelming force of his presence, he vaguely sensed a dampness. He raised his hand to press against his crotch, and his Expression changed drastically.
“Wait, who peed in my pants?!”