Dominating Martial King
Chapter 488 - 488 255 It's Him!

488: Chapter 255 It’s Him!

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(Please Subscribe)_4 Bai Xiaozhao immediately looked up, giving Bu Yancheng a steady glance before subtly shifting closer to Chu Xisheng.

They had fought shoulder to shoulder for days, and Bai Xiaozhao had thought this person was reliable.

Little did she expect that this person was actually from the Demon Sect—

Chu Xisheng’s lips slightly lifted in a mocking smile, “Even if the Demon Battle Tower wants my life, would Brother Bu still fully protect me?”

“Of course!”

Bu Yancheng answered decisively, his expression relaxed, “During the period of hire, if they dare to harm you, I would just as well strike them down with a sword.

You must have heard about the rules of our Demon Battle Tower.

Now that I serve you, I consider you as my ‘Warlord,’ without caring about the upper echelons’ thoughts.

Otherwise, why would people say our Demon Battle Tower is like scattered sand?

A thousand years ago, when there was great turmoil under the heavens, disciples of the Demon Battle Tower were in different camps, following the orders of various warlords, and there are numerous examples of them killing each other.

Besides, the first rule of our Demon Battle Tower is to venerate the Three Demon Gods as paramount, and right now—”

He raised his head, his expression complicated as he gazed at the sky, “I can feel it, the ‘War God’ Li Tan and ‘Burial Sky’ are watching you.”

Chu Xisheng was taken aback.

The gazes of Li Tan and Burial Sky were on him?

He shuddered, looking around in all directions.

“Rest assured, the ‘War God’ Li Tan and ‘Burial Sky’ have their attention on many, not just you.

But Young Flag Master, your future is certainly one of iron and blood, the gleam of blades and sword shadows.

Anyone targeted by the Three Gods never has a peaceful day.”

Bu Yancheng smiled, “So, would you consider hiring me long-term?

Young Flag Master, I admire your courage and daring; your thunderous methods, yet with a compassionate heart, also appeal to me.

Serving you feels very satisfying to me.”

Chu Xisheng was about to reply when he heard a ‘hmm’ sound coming from the distant woods.

Chu Xisheng came back to his senses and noticed three wild boar legs had been roasted.

He immediately took them off and tossed them in three different directions.

— Right now, not only was he responsible for the meals of Bu Yancheng and Bai Xiaozhao, but he also had to care for three more mouths nearby.

Their appetites were rather large; he had already roasted four wild boars, and it still hadn’t been enough to feed them.

After feeding Lu Luanti and two others in hiding, Chu Xisheng continued with a solemn expression, asking Bu Yancheng, “May I ask if Brother Bu has ever practiced Devil Techniques, and what are your views on them?”

This was crucial in deciding whether to hire him.

“No!” Bu Yancheng shook his head firmly, his eyes reflecting disdain.

“However, many of my fellow disciples do practice the techniques of the Demon Path.

Those are shortcuts in Martial Arts, beneficial for quick success.

The precondition is that one has to pay a price, and so do others.”

He looked at Chu Xisheng, “I will not touch these techniques, and I advise you not to either.

Even if you are forced to join the Demon Battle Tower someday, keep your distance.

These demonic techniques don’t seem too excessive at first, but they are addictive, and then a person increasingly loses themselves.

I have two friends who were quite decent in their early years.

Initially, they just wanted to use the demon path techniques to quickly boost their strength, intending to stop after trying a little.

But over the next few years, they practiced these techniques deeper and deeper, becoming increasingly brutal, and they started to lose their humanity.”

And although the techniques of the Demon Sect are good for swift progress, they are not conducive to achieving great paths.

Among the Five Great Demon Sects, those who truly reach Second and First Grade are actually not deeply demonized.”

Chu Xisheng was relieved to hear this.

He had been observing Bu Yancheng for the past few days and hadn’t noticed traces of the demonic techniques.

He had also heard about some rules of the Demon Battle Tower, which is why he had proactively revealed Bu Yancheng’s identity today.

This person’s combat power was extremely formidable, likely on par with the Iron Madman without his ‘Iron Futing,’ and he might even have some reservations.

The key was that this person was adept at group battles; with eight arms, he could fight several Fifth Grade opponents at once with his Eight-sided Han Swords.

The only issue was the high price, two hundred thousand taels a month; it was simply like robbery!

But judging from what this person had hinted, there was still room to negotiate.

Chu Xisheng was about to start bargaining when he saw a purple Qiankun Flying Sword shooting towards him from the horizon.

Chu Xisheng’s eyebrows raised slightly as he summoned it into his hand.

The Qiankun Flying Sword was sent by Wo Meiniang, and the message it carried was exactly the matter Chu Xisheng was concerned about.

Chu Xisheng carefully read the handwritten letter from Wo Meiniang, and a chill of cold intent flowed between his brows, “Eat quickly, we’ll set out in a bit to help me kill someone.”

The gaze of Bu Yancheng flickered, “The person you want to kill, is it Songfeng Sword Lin Shi?

You’ve been waiting for his appearance these past few days?

However, you should consider this might be a trap to lure you there.”

“You guessed right!”

The corners of Chu Xisheng’s lips slightly rose, revealing endless murderous intent, “Supported by Governor Sikong Chan of Xiushui County, Songfeng Sword Lin Shi will hold a grand incense hall tomorrow to succeed as the Gang Leader of the Haiqing Gang.

My Iron Banner Gang now faces many disasters, all because of Lin Shi.

If I do not eliminate this man, how can my Uncle Kuang rest peacefully in the Nine Springs?”

In that moment, Chu Xisheng’s letter in his hand was crushed into powder!

Even if it was a trap, he had to go!

※※※※

Meanwhile, on a sandy beach in Taishan County near the Coastal area, Jian Cangfeng was slowly pulling his sword out from the chest and abdomen of a red-clad Martial Cultivator.

The limbs of this Martial Cultivator had been severed, his heart and organs shattered by Jian Cangfeng’s sword power, and one-third of his head was missing.

Yet, he was not fully dead.

He stood on the ground with his only remaining leg, incredulously looking at Jian Cangfeng, “Pingtian Sword!

You have cultivated the Pingtian Sword?”

Jian Cangfeng’s plump and fair face showed a shy smile, “You honor me, Mr.

Li!

Indeed, I have cultivated the Pingtian Sword, but I seldom have the chance to reveal it.”

However, the Martial Cultivator sneered coldly, “It’s not just seldom revealed, it’s never been shown, right?

Interesting, outsiders say that among all True Disciples of the Formless Divine Sect, you, Jian Cangfeng, are the most ordinary one.

Yet, it’s you, the most mediocre disciple, who manages to cultivate one of the strongest three legacies of the Formless Divine Sect, the Pingtian Sword?

You’ve hidden it deeply—”

“You flatter me; I have only recently started learning this swordsmanship, so it’s nothing special.

The True Disciples of the Formless Divine Sect are hidden dragons and crouching tigers; I am indeed ordinary compared to them.”

Jian Cangfeng slightly shook his head, modestly cupping his fist, “I did not intentionally conceal it.

In fact, quite a few people have seen this Martial Arts technique.”

Indeed, many had seen it, but they were no longer in this world.

The red-clad Martial Cultivator felt even more that this man was sinister and cunning.

He wanted to say something else but felt his life force ebbing away, and his consciousness gradually blurring.

He sighed faintly and closed his eyes, “Well, to die at the hands of the future Sect Master of the Formless Divine Sect, a future First Grade Expert, is not a wrongful death for this old man—”

As he spoke, the red-clad Martial Cultivator’s body dissolved into specks of black ash.

Jian Cangfeng thought this statement was indeed too exaggerated.

He could at most be considered a candidate for Sect Master.

As for being a First Grade, that was still far off!

This fellow, even at death’s door, still tried to flatter me.

He sheathed his sword, ready to ride the air to another place, but suddenly, his spirit tensed, and turning to look behind, he saw an old man in a white beard and robe standing thirty steps away.

It was unknown when this person had arrived, and Jian Cangfeng had been completely unaware of his approach.

However, Jian Cangfeng immediately relaxed his brows, dropped his guard, and exclaimed with immense surprise, “Uncle Qingxu?”

He was amazed, “Uncle, what brings you here?”

“I followed a blade here.”

Qingxu smiled, stepped forward to Jian Cangfeng, and looked at the devastated sandy beach, “Yu Ming of ‘Little Sky Hook’ was a rather outstanding True Disciple of Blood Bat Mountain.

He would have been vying for the position of an elder in a few years, yet he died by your hand.

It seems, Cangfeng, that your Pingtian Sword is already quite mature.”

“Where?

I’ve just started learning, and I never dare to boast in front of others.”

As Jian Cangfeng spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and his pupils contracted to pinpoints, “Great Elder, what did you just say?

You followed a blade here?

Could it be the Vengeful God Sword?”

“What else could it be?

What other blade could make me follow it thousands of miles but this one?”

Qingxu smiled, his hands clasped behind him as he gazed into the sky, where a streak of golden light swirled in the clouds, “The Blood Vengeance Divine Blade has found its master!

The Divine Intent Touch Death Blade will soon reappear in the world.

If nothing unexpected happens, it will most likely belong to that person from the Iron Banner Gang in Xiushui County—”