Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 456 - 456 455 Yubi Mountain Villa 5

456: Chapter 455 Yubi Mountain Villa 5 456: Chapter 455 Yubi Mountain Villa 5 Yu Shangque found himself trapped in an even graver threat, his Prediction Skill had been cracked by that woman!

This also showed the deep connection between the Sword Cultivator and the woman, far beyond that of a mere guardian.

Otherwise, no cultivator would entrust their body and heart to a stranger.

These damned fools, didn’t they know to differentiate before they acted?

He could not help but curse these unreliable juniors inwardly, but it was too late for regrets now.

His two sharpest methods, the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt and Prediction Skill, were rendered ineffective, forcing him to choose other methods, regular offensive methods.

He didn’t dare delay because once the Sword Cultivator was free to launch attacks with his Flying Sword, with his current state he feared he might not be the last one to laugh.

A Golden Core Late Stage figure, just a step away from Nascent Transformation, was actually bound hand and foot in front of two ants.

It sounded incredible, but considering the punishment from the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt during his time in the Upper Realm and the decades of continuous weakening, all seemed fairly normal.

He still had a chance to kill the two, as long as he ignored the possible side effects, disregarding the more severe backlash of Heavenly Thunder that would follow.

Now, other than killing these two, everything else could only be put on hold.

After making arrangements, what he thought was an impeccable plan, in the end, he still needed to risk a straightforward attack.

The strategizing and calculations involved were too complex for words.

Thoughts were but a momentary flicker; Yu Shangque’s decisiveness was incomparable to that of his juniors.

Sensing the Barrier was futile, he immediately changed his strategy.

He withdrew his prediction, and his mana surged…

Just as he was about to act, a prophecy descended upon him, “How can you speak of retreat with no shame?

Eating your own words is not of the ancients, how would natural justice allow this?”

This was not Prediction Skill, nor was it Divination hex killing.

With Zhao Xintong’s ability, it was impossible to harm someone with a prophecy, even if she achieved Tongxuan!

The only thing she could use was her own Qingming Body, and then utter such a passage that seemed true but wasn’t, more like a threat?

With Yu Shangque’s Prediction Skill, she questioned back: Is your prediction just farting?

You withdraw it just like that?

Then what is the foundation of your prophecy?

Whether the prophecy was established involved some mysterious determinants from the unknown, and her counterquestion was actually seeking the judgment of this mystical force!

The mystical force responded to her!

Yu Shangque’s Prediction Skill indeed had issues; if it didn’t, he would not have been entangled endlessly by the Heavenly Thunder during his time in the Upper Realm, and this capricious prediction was knowingly a violation, and an unfinished one at that…

Yu Shangque felt his Qi dissipate, all his abilities instantly sealed.

This was the punishment from the Heavenly Dao, and he had experienced it before.

A few moments were all he needed to endure it, after all, how powerful could the counterquestion of a little Cultivator, still not on the Dao, be?

Just a few moments!

The issue was, would the always alert Sword Cultivator give him such an opportunity?

The answer was clear.

Zhao Xintong’s words still lingering in the air, the next moment a Flying Sword had already arrived before him.

With no suppression, Hou Niao’s Body Sword Skill faced no hindrances, and when the Flying Sword confronted a Golden Core who had temporarily lost all his abilities, nothing could change the outcome!

This outstanding figure in the history of the Yu Family, a strong man who shine brilliantly in his circle with a mouth full of Prediction Skill, was slain like any ordinary cultivator!

“I curse you…”

…Zhao Xintong felt a void in her body, the evildoer beneath her had already disappeared without a trace.

She hurriedly stabilized herself, then looked down at the Ice Pond which had turned into a bloody mist.

A small swirling energy black hole spun a few times amidst the frenzied spirit before vanishing.

“This must be the exceptional celestial phenomenon that occurs only when one reaches the Golden Core, right?”

The next moment, the villain had already returned to her side, patting her cheek, “Up you go, let’s leave!”

Zhao Xintong felt dizzy and returned to the state she was most familiar with, lying prone on his back, almost wishing she could bite into the neck in front of her, with no trace of the previous distance between them.

Everything had fallen into place naturally, that slap had dispelled twenty years of her worries and scattered the heavy gloom in her heart.

It came naturally, “There will still be people outside, right?”

Hou Niao leaped into the air, “If I kill them, so be it, I don’t want to slaughter an entire clan, but if they insist on stopping me, I don’t mind cutting the weeds and digging out the roots.”

Among the four Tongtian Realm cultivators of the Yu Family, he had already killed one above, throwing Yu Wuxia down was the second, Yu Wuwei the third; it seemed that there was another who had been traveling abroad for many years and had not returned, that was another matter altogether.

A sword light shot out of the well’s mouth, circled around, and slew all the Yu Family’s junior disciples who had come to investigate the noise, and then it vanished without a trace.

A large cultivator clan with countless enemies, now that the old patriarch who was the backbone of the clan had ascended to the heavens, and three central Tongtian cultivators had taken their place, he didn’t need to lift a finger.

The surrounding cultivation powers would surge up and tear this juicy piece to shreds; the Yu Family was smart – if they rolled up their resources and ran now, they might still find a way out.

If they dared to linger in Yu Bi Mountain Villa, gasping for survival, what awaited them was an utter catastrophe.

Several days later, the two of them quietly returned to Red Leaf City.

Originally, when Yu Wuwei had taken her away, he was very careful not to let anyone see, which now became their alibi for not being present at the scene.

The familiar streets, the familiar city, the familiar red, but to the current Zhao Xintong, it seemed like a completely different color, full of vibrant and upward vitality.

Passing by the dazzling snack stalls on the street, she finally returned to her childhood appetite, filling a bag to the brim, not chewing on food, but on happiness.

“How old are you that you still need a piggyback?

Your fellow senior and junior cultivator brothers and sisters are all around, aren’t you embarrassed?”

Indeed, many of her junior brothers and sisters were walking nearby, and they all looked on in surprise to see that their senior sister, who was about to leave the institution, seemed to have transformed into a completely different person.

She was no longer aloof and mysterious, but more like a little girl who hadn’t yet grown up, bouncing around excitedly.

What happened?

Did ascending to the Upper Realm drive her mad?

Together, the two of them walked and ate, Hou Niao remained serious and calm, while Zhao Xintong seemed to have returned to her childhood.

She had finally come out of it, in a very strange way.

In the small courtyard, Hou Niao coughed lightly, “Have you decided?

To ascend here?”

Zhao Xintong nodded proudly, “Right here, I want everyone to see it!”

Hou Niao sighed, “For someone your age, you’re still so competitive about saving face.”

Zhao Xintong looked at him intently, “You are not allowed to leave, you have to wait until after I successfully ascend!”

Hou Niao was not pleased, “If you can’t ascend in a year, am I expected to wait here for you that long?”

Zhao Xintong twirled her dress with a lift, “Don’t look down on people; I won’t need that long!”

…Ten days later, an extraordinary event of ascension occurred in the small courtyard, signifying to all the surrounding Daoist disciples that among them, another senior brother or sister had become a true cultivator.

Behind the envy, who could understand what the person involved had really experienced?