Eternal Swordmaster
Chapter 131 - 126: Under the Sword

Chapter 131: Chapter 126: Under the Sword

Gently parrying, the two scimitars suddenly lost momentum and uncontrollably flew backwards.

Lin Xin’s longsword swept back, whooshing a crescent arc of sword Qi in front of him.

In front of the two Qi Cultivation Stage noodle people, a square seal appeared simultaneously, blocking their front.

Bang!

Two sounds almost overlapped into one.

The immense power and speed instantly carried the Red Flower Sword fiercely against the two seals, as if Lin Xin wielded a huge saber, heavily sweeping everything aside.

The white light of the Sword Qi exploded.

Both noodle people, as if struck by lightning, saw their seals shatter, and both had their waists swept through, spattering blood and flesh, their faces still holding an expression of disbelief as they fell to the ground.

A stream of warmth surged into his body, and everything stopped instantly, from extreme motion to extreme stillness, as if the exchange just now had never happened.

Lin Xin walked forward, reached out to tear off the waist packs from the two men, opened and flipped through them, and sure enough, one of the waist packs contained a Demon Talisman Seed.

"Demons!!" From afar, other Qi Cultivation Stage people quickly arrived, but one of them was the fastest, like a laser beam, suddenly streaking close. Almost as soon as the voice rang out, Lin Xin looked up to see a flash of white light, and the person was already in front of him.

The sharp tip of the sword almost touched his brow.

The Red Flower Sword surged upward, even Yin Mantuo didn’t have time to react.

A red and a white longsword clashed like a violent storm, dozens of times in an instant. All the sounds merged into one crisp ring.

Clang!!

Lin Xin only felt a surge of immense force, causing his body to roll backwards, shooting out more than ten meters before landing on the ground.

Looking again, the opponent was a white-haired, fierce-eyed old swordsman with an 8-character emblem embroidered on the chest of his white robe.

"Truly impressive..." Lin Xin casually drew a sword flower in front of himself, smiling, "This is the first time I’ve met someone of the elder’s caliber who can keep up with my speed."

"You cultivate the Demon Path, and you think my Floating Wave Sect cannot handle you!?" The elder’s beard and hair bristled as he held the longsword, his finger swiping along the blade.

Swish!

A beam of white light shot from the tip of the sword, lightning-fast towards Lin Xin.

It was too fast, and Lin Xin only had time to lift the Red Flower Sword to block in front of him.

Bang!

The white light slammed against the sword, and Lin Xin felt the brightness burst open, turning into countless small arcs of electricity that danced and flashed on his body. Then he felt nothing more.

The opposing elder was stunned, and Lin Xin also smiled, guessing that the elder probably used a method specifically against Demon Path cultivators on him.

"Too bad... I’m not truly of the Demon Path."

Before the words even fell, he leapt up, his movement speed amplified by the killing intent of the Dong Tian Zong Yun Decree, reaching an almost incomprehensible speed. Like an arrow, he was instantly in front of the elder.

Bang!

There was no need for any fancy sword forms or techniques under such high-speed attacks. Only the simplest and most concise sword forms could maximize the lethal force, as any excessive changes would weaken the inertial momentum brought by the high speed.

Lin Xin rarely used any sword techniques now, relying on his experience with high-speed slaughter, constantly attacking the old man’s body from all directions.

Speed and power were his greatest reliance.

Both were terrifyingly fast and powerful.

Lin Xin relied on attribute amplification, while the elder relied on his own cultivation technique, so formidable in its amplification.

The surrounding Innate Level noodle people couldn’t get involved at all, only watching from a distance to avoid being affected.

In the distance, two shadows, one male and one female, were hidden in the mountains, looking towards the battle.

It was the two Qi Refinement Realm men and women that Lin Xin had first encountered.

"Hiss... to be able to confront Geng Yu head-on and not be at a disadvantage, that guy..." The more the man watched the battle, the more he was shocked.

"Old Geng Yu practices the extremely difficult but combat-strong Heaven’s Will Sword Art! Even Demonic Path cultivators of the same level are no match for him. He could crush those on the Fifth Layer while he was in the Third Layer!"

The woman’s expression also turned solemn.

"He doesn’t look like someone from the nearby sects. The famous experts from our local sects who reach this level, I could count on one hand."

"If Geng Yu doesn’t kill that man for the death of his nephew this time, I guess he can forget about forming his Dao Foundation in the future. With such a Heart Demon, he might as well just wait to die," the man said with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Both are absolutely top geniuses, not afraid of the difficulty in advancing their cultivation level, instead choosing such fearsome combat techniques. No matter how formidable their strength is, if their cultivation level doesn’t measure up in the end, won’t they ultimately turn to dust, wasting their talent?" the woman said, uncertain if she was admiring or mocking them.

"What’s it to you how they think? Quick, look, Geng Yu is making his move. He’s using a magical artifact..." The man spoke with a hint of excitement in his voice.

The woman hurriedly looked over to see the two figures suddenly separate, numerous vines attacking Geng Yu from all directions, but all were cut and shattered by the invisible Sword Qi that rose around him.

Geng Yu held his sword upright in front of him, his hair flying about, and behind him, a small sword as white as jade slowly rose, the blade’s two sides carved with the faces of one weeping and one laughing.

Lin Xin’s figure rapidly retreated, Yin Mantuo had just had its roots shredded by the Sword Qi and was now too heavily injured, having gone into hiding.

He took out another Spiritual Light Shield, invoked its protective light, and retreated at high speed.

The moment he saw that small sword, he felt an intense sense of danger engulfing him. On instinct, his body swiftly retreated.

He had read many tomes and knew that the disputes between cultivators were not decided solely by cultivation level or martial skills but also by the power of magic artifacts. Some heaven-defying artifacts could even ignore several levels of cultivation, making them brutally formidable.

In this world, cultivation level wasn’t the determining factor for everything. Many cultivators painstakingly refined and sacrificed to develop their magic artifacts, stemming all their power from them, which was not uncommon. Cultivation level was for attaining longevity and carefree existence, while martial skills, magic artifacts, and Divine Ability Talismans were created for the sake of self-preservation in struggle and conflicts—each having their strengths, with different specialized fields of expertise.

If you were unlucky enough to face a magic artifact that utterly defied logic, without having a corresponding Divine Ability Magical Artifact to counter it, you could only accept your bad luck.

As he rapidly retreated, Lin Xin simultaneously summoned his carriage.

The carriage had just started to materialize behind him when he was about to leap back and jump into it.

Ch!

In an instant, he saw a streak of white light like a ribbon, arriving in front of him and striking him hard on the chest.

A muffled sound rang out as the Spiritual Light Shield shattered instantly. The shield light, capable of defending against attacks at the Qi Refinement Stage, was broken in the blink of an eye, and an abundance of white light landed directly on his chest.

Puh!

He was struck as if by lightning, spurting a mouthful of fresh blood as a series of bone-crushing sounds echoed from his chest.

Geng Yu’s face also turned deathly pale; utilizing the Heaven’s Will Sword was a colossal drain for him. That was the only time he could exert such power.

However, that strike failed to sever the opponent’s body completely, and the resistance he felt in return was exceptionally tough; eventually, his mana was completely depleted, and he only managed to severely wound and make the other cough up blood.

Seeing this scene, his heart raced in urgency. But with his internal energy spent, he couldn’t stimulate the artifact again. He watched helplessly as the demonic fiend was about to escape.

Unexpectedly, a red light flashed, and Lin Xin actually turned back around, charging straight at him. He seemed to have drawn a sword from nowhere, its entire body a fresh red, as if it was coated with blood.

The two rapidly closed in on each other, and the nearby cultivators who had reached the Innate Qi Cultivation stage cried out in shock, hurrying to assist and block the way.

But Lin Xin was too fast; no one expected the situation to change so abruptly between his retreat and approach.

In the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of over ten meters, thrusting the sword fiercely at Geng Yu.

Ch!

Sparks flew as the Red Sword’s blade flamed with a golden-red fire, piercing through Geng Yu’s invisible Sword Qi field and fending off his powerless longsword.

Blood scattered as the sword tip penetrated Geng Yu’s chest, stopping abruptly.

Whoosh! Geng Yu’s entire body burst into flames, engulfed by fire as he widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe he’d die so simply here.

"You...."

With a whoosh, his entire body collapsed completely, turning into a pile of black ash. That small sword also fell to the ground, instantly losing its luster.

Lin Xin picked up the small sword and from the pile of Geng Yu’s ashes, plucked out something not completely burnt, and without a glance, he strode away.

A huge hole was in his chest; one could see the distant scenery through the frontal gap, pierced thoroughly by the white light just now.

Looking inside the hole, one could see his heart beating at the side, pumping blood to the rest of his body persistently.

A great deal of fresh blood gushed from the wound, and while the muscles tried to constrict to stem the flow, they could not stop it. Blood was scattered along the way as he walked.

No matter how healing his Inner Strength was, with injuries this severe, it was completely ineffective.

While the others were still not reacting, he leaped into the carriage, and the door closed.

But then again, no one could match the speed of his movement technique.

Whoosh...

Collapsing onto the seat, Lin Xin’s forehead was covered in sweat, his face devoid of any color.

He glanced down at the wound on his chest.

The gaping hole looked horrific, and the blood still wouldn’t stop flowing.

"Heh... hehe..." Raising the Red Sword, he drove it into the chest hole.

Ch! The blade burst forth with a fiery red flame, scorching all the bleeding wounds around the chest. In a flash, all the muscles, hemorrhaging profusely, were cauterized and stopped bleeding.

After pulling out the sword, Lin Xin almost shattered his teeth from clenching, leaning on the carriage, completely drained. He took out a Lifesaving Pill and a bunch of healing medicines and swallowed them all at once with water.

The fear of death drove him to desperately keep his eyes wide open, maintaining consciousness.

Turning his head, he saw the corpse with its mouth agape still sitting in its place.

"Old... old pal... I really don’t want... to end up like you, dying on this carriage without anyone to bury me...."

The corpse continued to gape its mouth in silence, offering no response.

He squinted slightly, forcing a smile, his vision becoming somewhat blurry.

Enduring the severe pain, Lin Xin had always been aware that if he wanted to achieve something, he had to pay the price. Lacking talent and a straightforward path to cultivation, he had to fight his way through slaughter and agony.

Ever since he realized that killing could improve his cultivation, he was prepared for this understanding, and now it was just the beginning. Resources, magic artifacts, and stronger everything, even life itself — he needed to fight to the death to seize and plunder them. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to QiDian (qidian.com) to vote, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)