Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 650 - 650 649 Sword Rain Frenzy 4

650: Chapter 649: Sword Rain Frenzy 4 650: Chapter 649: Sword Rain Frenzy 4 “Capital Commandant, I’m sorry, that Li Laixiang is just too cunning, running without a sound.

I failed to keep an eye on him…”

Hou Niao patted his shoulder, “Losing your Flying Sword so suddenly, it’s normal to feel unsettled.

Maybe I moved too quickly, not giving you time to recover?”

Li Shipeng wore an expression of excitement, “Capital Commandant, to cut down three men in thirty breaths, even those so-called stars from here or there, who can do it?

I admit, I was initially so entranced by watching that I didn’t even notice that bastard greasing his heels and slipping away.”

“Your Purple Mansion is emptied?”

Li Shipeng was not discouraged, “It’s emptied, but it doesn’t matter.

It will just take a few more years, even decades, to refine a new one.”

Hou Niao’s words were loaded with meaning, “A blessing in disguise.

If you can really refine it again, you might well learn the Body Sword Skill technique.”

Li Shipeng could barely contain his excitement.

When he used the Soul-attached Machine Pulling technique before, it was out of desperation, but the second time he blocked the Qi Sect Daoist, it was intentional because he suddenly remembered why the Capital Commandant had said he couldn’t practice the Body Sword Skill—it was because his Flying Sword had already developed a Sword Spirit.

What if he completely discarded his previous Flying Sword and refined a new one?

The importance of a Flying Sword to a Sword Cultivator goes without saying.

History had taught him that less than thirty percent of Sword Cultivators who lost their Flying Swords in battle could pick it up again, which was much harder than further cultivating the base of the original Sword Skeleton.

Yet, lured by the beautiful prospect, he was willing to take the gamble.

Cultivation itself is a high-stakes gamble.

Following Hou Niao, Li Shipeng started to move across various battlefronts.

The entire battlefield, in the early stage of chaos, followed by standoffs, saw the Daoists crumble quickly under the comparison of strength.

There were many reasons for the collapse, all with complex origins: the inability to unite, a lack of fighting will, not understanding what they were fighting for, the drag caused by Loose Cultivators sent by the merchants, the waning battle spirit of South An and the Daoists, including the death of the three strongest Daoists at the hands of Hou Niao—all were reasons for their defeat.

In battle, mentality is crucial.

In fact, from the moment the Daoists gathered and hesitated, they had already sealed their fate as no match for the proactive Sword Cultivators.

Truth be told, the performance of the Sword Cultivator community wasn’t much better.

The capabilities of nearly thirty Sword Cultivators from the Capital Commandant’s mansion were terrible, with most casualties occurring among them.

Using a surprise attack, Hou Niao once again successfully weeded out the slackers from the Capital Commandant’s mansion.

Li Shipeng had some suspicions about these tactics, but dared not delve deeper.

This Capital Commandant was too ruthless, sparing no one, not even his own people.

Half of the Sword Cultivators from the Capital Commandant’s mansion had died in two battles, making the loss truly indescribable.

If not for the ten or so new Sword Cultivators who were exceptionally strong, the outcome of this battle would have been hard to predict.

Li Shipeng realized his understanding of the Shan Sect was too superficial.

If all the figures in the Capital Commandant’s mansion in Zhongqing City were like this, there wouldn’t have been a standoff at all, just a straightforward trample.

The real core battle circle unfolded between those ten or so unfamiliar Sword Cultivators and the nearly twenty Wu Sect Daoists.

The problem was, with the Daoist leaders taken out by the Capital Commandant in one sweep, their defeat was inevitable.

He even wondered, what was the practical significance of so many people coming?

In fact, couldn’t the Capital Commandant have resolved it alone?

The Daoists were more than half dead or wounded, scattering like birds and beasts and fleeing in all directions.

After cleaning up the battlefield, the Sword Cultivators were full of high spirits, feeling that battle was the best way to boost morale.

Victorious, they returned to the capital.

The news was sent straight to Yujing City, and Hou Niao didn’t know what awaited him.

His mission had gone flawlessly at first, culminating in the beautiful victory at Yaowawa Lake.

Subduing the Mu Shuai mansion of the Langzhong Sect afterwards had put a perfect end to the mission, and by this point, he could have reported back to Sikong Mansion.

However, the battle at White Fungus Mountain seemed like an unnecessary addition.

Under normal circumstances, after regaining the rights that belonged to the Shan Sect in Pingliang State, what remained was an endless quibbling with the Wu Sect over the Geng Ore, little sabotages here and there—a newfound norm for Pingliang State, friction upon friction…

He had his own scheming intentions.

Under such friction, until the first spark emerged, he couldn’t possibly leave this place; Sikong Mansion’s consistent style was to have the responsible parties clean up their own messes, yet he didn’t want to stay here for decades and miss out on many things, including the trials and tribulations of Yujing City.

If he wanted the location of the Shan Sect’s True Inheritor, staying on the edge was not an option; he had to return to a Cultivation Center like Yujing to make use of it.

Up until now, he hadn’t given up his efforts to become the Shan Sect’s True Inheritor.

With such strength, why shouldn’t he?

So, that’s why he rashly sent troops to attack White Fungus Mountain—a move intended to quickly break the balance, to prevent petty frictions and instead fight a decisive, earth-shattering battle, even if it meant stirring trouble to get the Golden Core elders involved.

Was it possible to resolve the issue once and for all?

As for whether it would spark a great war between the Shan Sect and the Wu Sect, he couldn’t care less.

He continued his Cultivation life in Zhongqing City, focusing all his mind on the Five Elements Mysterious Light, which was the last missing piece of his offensive and defensive system.

He hadn’t expected to find such a suitable Skill for himself here.

For decades, the Three Sword States had become deeply ingrained in his bones.

After a long time and countless battles, the flaws of the Three Sword States gradually revealed themselves, giving him a deeper understanding of his own system.

The Sword Holding State, the form with the strongest burst of power, the first choice for close fighting, but the problem was that in most battles, he couldn’t get close enough to use it.

So, its use was limited.

He couldn’t force proximity just for the sake of it, as that would make the fight seem unnatural and lose the normal rhythm.

Thus, although his combat power was strongest in this state, the opportunities to use it were the fewest.

The Body Sword State, the strongest Flying Sword form, was relentless once the attack started, never pausing midway—a classic, one-strike take-down approach that truly is the pinnacle of Ancient Sword Skill.

In terms of attack alone, it surpasses the Flying Sword State.

But there were problems there too.

In this world, no Skill is perfect, and the Body Sword Skill was no exception.

The flaw lay in the fact that when in Body Sword State, one’s perception of the surrounding environment significantly decreased.

In other words, when he turned into the Body Sword, he was just a weapon of attack and could no longer fully control the situation on the battlefield.

Even if his own side was in trouble, he would be utterly unaware.

The higher the Cultivator Realm, the more fatal this blind spot became.

Even in terms of pure combat, being in the Body Sword State made it easy to fall into traps, like the Daoist of the Qi Sect’s Back Puppet Coffin.

He definitely wouldn’t have fallen for it if his true body was outside, but in the Body Sword State he plunged right in.

This time he broke out, but what if he encountered stronger opponents, or more powerful treasures, and couldn’t escape right away?

This was an issue that had to be considered.