Secret Records of the Leader of the Beichen Sword Sect
Chapter 98 - 97 Divine Skill

Chapter 98: Chapter 97 Divine Skill

Humans and wolves are the same. Once they are tamed into dogs, they can never rise again in this lifetime.

When he sees an official, he can’t help but kneel down and lick them once.

Seeing the master, he is even more submissive from the bottom of his heart. If you don’t kneel with him, he would jump up eagerly to help the master kick your knee, press your head, and bark at you.

Even if the master defecates, he relishes it; even if the master puts him in a boiling oil pot, he remains unfazed.

Even if forced to death by the master, he would rather bite his kin than dare to bare his teeth at the one who feeds him dog food.

But Tie Dan is no longer a dog.

The Sword Sect does not keep dogs; the Sword Sect forges swords.

Swords are not playthings.

Who in the world cannot be killed?

Noble families, princely heirs, generals, kings, commoners, the wealthy, the powerful, righteous paths, demon paths.

All can be killed.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three punches quickly flew out, and three people standing beside him, completely unreactive, were also beaten to death, with brain matter and skull fragments scattered all over, mixed with the master they served.

"Ah ah ah! Bastard! Gang Fist Fourteen!"

The leading Golden Core screamed. By the time he reacted and opened the Gang Fist with full force, all four masters were dead.

And when he liberated his Gang Fist, Qi Power surged to the top, and as his Domineering Body charged forward, Tie Dan had already rushed in, sweeping an elbow blade across his neck, shattering that fragile ’bottleneck’ in one blow, spinning his head twenty-five times counterclockwise, then, with the elasticity of skin, having it hang on his back.

At this moment, even other Foundation Establishment Soldiers still didn’t know what had happened.

Some glanced back nervously, some were hit in the face by Gang Wind, more were still staring at Baiyu’s legs...

So Tie Dan ripped with both hands, snatching the hand spear from the leading Golden Core.

Then he swung that hand and spear, skimming obliquely from behind the formation, sweeping across like a human windmill, chaotic blades like a ferris wheel, cutting from behind, skewering with the spear and picking with the sword, cleaving the soldiers and their armor in half.

Well, not many armors were slashed open, since this was not a real battlefield after all. Most house servants only wore front half-breastplates. So Tie Dan swept the formation thrice, always striking from the back with the spear.

Breaking the formation, a bloodthirsty massacre!

One against a hundred!

Explosive slaughter!

Actually, if these house servants, like the beggar guild, scattered in all directions, it might have been a bit better; a few might have escaped.

After all, a battle formation is a collective entity; it’s either overwhelming or completely collapses. Without command, it’s difficult to change formation on the fly for effective division, convergence, and attack support.

Even if someone realized what was happening during this slaughter, there’d still be hesitation: wait for the commander’s order or abandon weapons and run.

Yet, they were all trained dogs. Now that their master had given an order, they wouldn’t dare leave the ranks or desert in battle.

Especially knowing that their opponent was a lone individual, making a decision to flee was even more challenging.

When they finally decided to run, it was too late.

Thus, limbs and broken bodies flew everywhere, as Tie Dan broke through the mountain formation in the spray of iron and blood, slaughtering a hundred and forty-five people, like a tornado destroying a parking lot, sweeping cleanly with nothing left.

"Hoo——"

He threw the spear onto the ground and exhaled deeply.

Refreshing.

Looks like practicing the techniques on small fry before meals is quite necessary. Might come in handy someday.

Tie Dan looked down at his hands stained in red, the thick aura of blood covering his entire body like flaming smoke clouds, turning his green robe into blood red, with a thick layer of blood scabs forming all over his body.

Not bad, although the scene was a sea of bloodshed, all this blood was actually his own.

This was achieved by energy transfer, utilizing the boiling blood that sprayed out through the pores during cultivation, automatically condensing into a protective blood clothing, modeled after the Vigorous Qi Armor he saw earlier.

Yes, both offense and defense! Incredible strength! Unstoppable slaughter!

This is Turbo version 2.0!

Combining Xuantian Tie Dan and Kun, strength of two men and a Kun! Mastering cross-dimensional methods!

It’s an envisioned Turbo Charged engine! Cultivated into a divine skill!

Triple Turbine Enhanced Divine Skill!

Aiming to push Tie Dan’s current Dao Body to the ultimate limit! Break through the limit! Surpass the peak!

Faster, higher, stronger!

Simply overwhelmingly strong!

With such strength, reckless slaughter becomes possible!

Boom! Kill! To bits! Slash!

Of course, such divine skill has its drawbacks; the cost is enormous, after all, it simultaneously harnesses Essence Qi, spirit, and all at once through the Triple Turbines, causing extremely terrifying consumption of Essence Blood, cultivation, and Primordial Spirit.

It’s no exaggeration to say, starting it once with a Foundation Establishment body is almost certain death. Even Tie Dan would have been doomed without the behind-the-scenes cheats from Kun and Xuantian.

Of course, using it now, Tie Dan isn’t suicidal; he is testing his current limits.

After all, the Golden Core has been surpassed, and since the target came to him, why not test?

Test his strength, speed, endurance, where his limits lie, and where his weaknesses are.

After killing so many people now, Tie Dan has gained a clearer understanding of his state.

Twice.

Right, one more time.

In his current state, using the Turbo Divine Skill twice at full throttle reaches the extreme limit of his Dao Body.

Tie Dan was not surprised; although the Dao Body was crafted for this divine skill, it’s still at the early Golden Core stage, with room for correction and enhancement.

If he could get more Heavenly Materials and demon inner cores to supplement Essence Blood and True Qi, further refine and strengthen the Dao Sword Bone, solidifying his foundation, then the limits of Turbo charging should increase.

Yet as the saying goes, if the foundation is unstable, meridians damaged, and hidden injuries can’t be repaired in time, then utilizing such load-demanding output formula, like a death sentence, could end catastrophically.

The more it is used, the greater the depletion, eventually leading to abrupt failure and potential fatal blood loss due to instability in the middle of a battle...

"Blood, blood, blood..."

Tie Dan paused his thinking, turned, and saw Zhen Baiyu staring at him, her eyes wide as if they were from a Kun.

Surprisingly not passed out, at least he expected her to wet her pants; oh, she wasn’t wearing pants...

Having just employed extreme divine skill to kill so many people, Tie Dan didn’t have the energy to deal with her. He continued scanning the corpses, checking for any survivors needing a finishing blow, pinched out a Storage Jade with his fingers, retrieved a skin sack, and with blood mixed, took a swig of Gen Country Sorghum Wine to wet his throat.

"Blood God Main Body!!"

Divine Lord!?

Tie Dan’s eyes turned sharp instantly!

"!!"

As Tie Dan gave her a sidelong glance, Zhen Baiyu trembled all over, ice-cold, realizing trouble had arrived!

Overwhelmed in shock for a moment, she blurted out the crucial trump card and movement technique, courting disaster by revealing such a life-or-death secret!

Zhen Baiyu, being a young lady of a noble lineage, didn’t stay dumbstruck there. She immediately bowed low, prostrating herself! Extending her arms, palms turned upward, embracing her fingers as if holding a flower, singing as if offering a sacrificial prayer!

"Blood Talisman Divine Sect disciple Zhen Min! Pays her respects to the Ten Extremes Venerable Master!!"

Tie Dan just looked at her coldly, swallowing a mouthful of fierce liquor.

He had just killed over a hundred, causing his limbs to go numb, otherwise, he would’ve kicked her already.

Zhen Baiyu knew her life might already be on the countdown, shouted desperately,

"Please, Venerable Master, show great mercy! Save my mother!!"

Tie Dan stood there, staring at the back of this woman’s head, making no reply at the moment.

Zhen Baiyu, face pressed on the ground, dared not lift her head, raised her elbows, fingers clinging as if presenting some invisible gift to the Divine Lord arriving before her, hurriedly saying,

"My mother is still imprisoned in the Imperial Music Bureau! Please, I beg you, Venerable Master, show great mercy! Save her from her suffering! Or simply grant her quick relief!"

"I, Zhen Min, pledge by my Divine Soul! As long as you save my mother, I will immediately offer a blood sacrifice to the Divine Lord! Join the Divine Sect! No matter your orders, Min’er will follow them to the letter!

Hearing this, Tie Dan’s heart chilled, thinking he caught a big fish, but she turned out to be just a peripheral personnel, coldly saying,

"If you’re not a member, what’s the point of screaming."

Hearing him finally speak, Zhen Min knew she passed the first hurdle, her stiff body nearly slumping. Yet dared not slack off, she immediately lifted her head, flesh of her forehead so tender, worn out by the ground’s pebbles, carving a bloody mark.

"Yes! I only received the transmission! Haven’t joined yet!

Because the altar master planned to send me as an undercover with Mystic Sect Disciples, join the sect after entering the Mountain Gate, lest the Mystic Sect detects a flaw!

But what I said is all true! Venerable Master, you can check my blood and heart!"

As she said this, she raised her fingers, bringing them to Tie Dan’s front.

Tie Dan frowned, staring at her fingers resembling jade onions, unsure of what she intended, it didn’t look like spellcasting either.

No, couldn’t tell if there’s any ploy, better seize the moment to recover breathing Qi, to avoid unexpected calculations...

Tie Dan rolled his eyes,

"I’m not the Venerable Master."

Zhen Baiyu hesitated, then shocked! Quickly bowing,

"Yes! Yes, the disciple, the young woman misidentified! You’re not the Venerable Master! The young woman is not Zhen Min but Baiyu!"

Tie Dan, "...I’m saying I’m not from the Demon Sect!"

Zhen Baiyu immediately replied,

"Baiyu remembers! You are not from the Demon Sect! You are a Mystic Sect Disciple!"

Tie Dan, "..."

This chicken-talking-to-duck won’t work, Tie Dan thought, might as well be direct.

"Who is the altar master?"

Zhen Baiyu,

"The disciple, the young woman does not know."

Tie Dan coldly watched her,

"How can you not know, from your background, can you meet many people daily? How many unnamed ones can easily infiltrate a noble family and meet the Zhen family’s lady!

Don’t say you learned that after entering the Imperial Music Bureau! I see now; your Qi Gong comes from the Demon Sect. Reaching Foundation Establishment, it must be at least ten years of hard work! Speak! Who taught you!"

Zhen Baiyu trembled in fear,

"The young woman really doesn’t know! Truly, after entering the Imperial Music Bureau, the altar master sensed me, transmitted orders through the Primordial Spirit Method, schemed for me to meet Mystic Sect people, and thus escape the alley!

As for the body’s cultivation technique, when the young woman was a child, a Divine person entered my dreams, teaching me within those dreams!

Entering dreams?

Zhen Baiyu continued,

"When I was six, I went to a manor outside the city to escape the summer heat and found a Blood Jade. That night, someone in the dream transmitted teachings!

That person looked exactly like the young woman, like a shadow following closely, muttering, imparting the Divine Sect Secret Techniques. Many experiences and insights were taught by that figure.

As a child, I didn’t understand, seeming both a dream and not, awake and not, following that shadow learning for several years. Later, as I grew older, the family planned to send me to the Eastern Palace as the heir’s consort. The court sent the King’s assistant, who cast a Talisman Divine Court Seal on me, dispersing all evils and warding off harms.

Since then, the Blood Jade disappeared, and I no longer dreamt, nor saw the shadow. Later, gaining understanding and knowledge, I realized that Blood Jade was actually a secret talisman for the Divine Sect Primordial Spirit Technique. Possessing such a Blood Jade meant being hunted by the court and Mystic Sect! So I dared not tell anyone!

But later, when the family fell, and the Protective Divine Talisman Seal was taken, that’s when the altar master sensed me..."

Blood Jade Legacy? Dream transmission? Identical shadow?

No, why does this pattern sound so familiar...