Chapter 507 - 183: Take my sword strike, and I’ll spare your lives
Chapter 507: Chapter 183: Take my sword strike, and I’ll spare your lives
In the heavy darkness of night, a pursuit was underway.
A young woman clad in the uniform of the Xuanyuan Sect’s Inner Sect disciples was flying at full speed.
Behind her, three male Inner Sect disciples of the Fierce Cloud Sect pursued closely.
As the four chased and fled, their rapid movements streaked the night sky with trails of visible turbulence.
“I’ve already handed over all my wealth to you! What more do you want?”
The Xuanyuan Sect female disciple appeared to be in her early twenties, with cascading black hair, a tall and graceful figure, and some degree of charm. However, her clothing was torn in several places, making her look rather disheveled.
“Hmph, out here so late, alone and sneaky—suspicious! I suspect you’re the one who killed our Fierce Cloud Sect Elder Ren Kui! Come with us!”
The tall, lanky young man leading the Fierce Cloud Sect disciples shouted coldly.
Li Qing furrowed her brows and argued, “I’ve already told you—I don’t even know this Elder Ren Kui! I was just passing through!”
She had just happened upon the three men, and before she could explain, they accused her of killing Elder Ren Kui, demanding she come with them under suspicion. She was left with no avenue for defense.
“If you didn’t do it, then why are you running?”
“Precisely! Come with us, and the truth will come to light!”
“If you try running again, the consequences will be on your head!”
The three Fierce Cloud Sect disciples sneered, their eyes gleaming with menace.
Judging by her cultivation level of late Sixth Layer of Awakening Vein Realm, Elder Ren Kui could not possibly have been killed by her!
But the truth did not matter.
They believed what they wanted to believe!
Li Qing bit down on her red lips and desperately channeled her essence energy, accelerating her pace.
These men were clearly malicious—and moreover, Fierce Cloud Sect disciples. If she fell into their hands, she’d surely wish she were dead!
“Hmph, still trying to flee? You think you can escape us?”
The tall, lanky Fierce Cloud Sect disciple sneered maliciously and flicked his treasure sword.
In an instant, the sword radiance zip-lined through the night, illuminating the sky and enveloping Li Qing entirely.
Li Qing dodged with all her might but was still grazed by several flashes of sword light.
The attackers didn’t seem intent on killing her—the force of the sword light was measured just right, tearing through her clothing and exposing large swathes of her fair skin.
“Shameless!”
Li Qing’s face turned ghostly pale, consumed by both humiliation and helplessness.
As a cultivator in the late Sixth Layer of Awakening Vein Realm, she was no match for three opponents in the late Awakening Vein Realm.
Especially the tall, lanky man, whose cultivation had reached the late Eighth Layer of Awakening Vein Realm. His strength was fathomless, completely beyond her ability to contend.
“Stop struggling pointlessly—be a good girl and surrender!”
The tall, lanky man’s eyes locked onto her pale skin with a predatory gleam, his tongue flicking across his lips as he accelerated toward her.
Li Qing frowned deeply, sweat beading on her forehead.
The distance between them rapidly dwindled.
Two thousand meters!
One thousand meters!
Just as hope seemed lost, Li Qing noticed firelight glimmering in the mountains below.
Spotting the figures near the firelight gave her a sliver of hope, and she darted downward toward the mountain recess.
“Please… help me…”
Reaching the spot, Li Qing’s voice choked off suddenly as she caught sight of Luo Cheng’s face in the firelight.
Seeing it was merely a fifteen- or sixteen-year-old boy, Li Qing felt a rueful laugh inside. Asking him to save her from three Fierce Cloud Sect disciples was an impossible request—pure self-deception.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The sound of air splitting announced the arrival of the three Fierce Cloud Sect disciples, who blocked Li Qing’s escape route.
“Heh, little beauty, let’s see who’ll save you today. This boy?”
The tall, lanky man hovered in the air, casting a mocking glance down at Luo Cheng before sneering viciously: “Ha! He wouldn’t dare, even if you gave him ten gallbladders!”
Another Fierce Cloud Sect disciple narrowed his eyes and threatened Luo Cheng coldly, “Kid, if you don’t want to die, then scram!”
Li Qing’s face turned frosty as she shouted angrily, “As disciples of the Fierce Cloud Sect Inner Sect, do you really stoop to such despicable acts? Even if I die today, I won’t let you succeed!”
“Heh heh, whether you live or die—it’s not up to you but up to me!”
The tall, lanky man let out a wicked laugh. His glance shifted to Luo Cheng, still standing unmoved, and anger flared in his eyes:
“Kid! You haven’t rolled away yet?!”
Swish!
Luo Cheng stepped calmly forward and placed himself between Li Qing and the danger. “You move behind me.”
The air was thick with stillness.
All four sets of eyes locked on Luo Cheng.
The tall, lanky man glared at him, his gaze brimming with danger, his voice rising in a snarl:
“Kid, do you mean to play hero? I’ll send you to your death!”
Li Qing snapped back to reality and called out hurriedly, “Young… sir, you’re no match for them. Leave quickly!”
“That might not be certain.”
Luo Cheng shook his head, then looked up at the three figures floating above him and smiled slightly. “You’re searching for the one who killed Elder Ren Kui, aren’t you?”
The tall, lanky man’s eyes darkened, “That’s right. Do you know something?”
Luo Cheng nodded and replied calmly, “Far away yet right before your eyes.”
“Hahaha!”
Laughter echoed across the sky.
The three Fierce Cloud Sect disciples burst into loud guffaws. The tall man squinted and scrutinized Luo Cheng.
He had never heard of such a young yet formidable swordsman within the Great Yue Dynasty. Grinning widely, he taunted:
“You’re claiming you killed Elder Ren Kui? Look at yourself—a joke!”
“Senior Brother Gao, this kid must be delirious!”
“Exactly! Since he’s acting like a lunatic, spouting nonsense, let’s kill him too—clean slate!”
The disciple wielding a blade flashed murderous intent.
“I leave him to you. Kill him, and his belongings are all yours,” the tall man nodded.
This situation was, after all, disgraceful. If word spread, it would damage the sect’s reputation—covering their tracks through slaughter would be for the best.
“Thank you, Senior Brother Gao!”
The blade-wielding disciple grinned broadly.
He had already noticed the quality of Luo Cheng’s sword—a Four-star Treasure Sword. Taking it for himself would be a significant gain.
Clang!
Luo Cheng unsheathed the Thunder Hidden Sword, letting out a cold laugh. “If any of you can resist a single strike of mine, I’ll spare you!”
“Arrogant! Die now!”
The blade-wielding disciple roared in fury, unleashing the aura of a Seventh Layer of Pulse Awakening expert, and charged at Luo Cheng in a violent assault.
“Slash!”
Luo Cheng swung his sword.
Splurt!
In an instant, the blade light shattered. A flash of icy brilliance surged past the assembled spectators. The next moment, a head went flying, and the headless corpse of the blade-wielder collapsed to the ground.
“What?!”
“A single sword strike to kill a Seventh Layer of Pulse Awakening expert!”
The remaining three, including Li Qing, were utterly shocked.
Li Qing stared at Luo Cheng, her delicate face tinged with a vibrant blush as excitement coursed through her.
“I’ll send you all to the afterlife together!”
Luo Cheng’s gaze turned to the two remaining disciples, his eyes radiating a blade-sharp intensity.
The Fierce Cloud Sect’s pursuit of Elder Ren Kui’s killer certainly wouldn’t stop here!
Dawdling too long was a risk—if other powerful members of Fierce Cloud Sect arrived, the consequences would be dire!
Unwilling to leave the matter lingering, Luo Cheng resolved to end the fight swiftly.
Buzz!
A phantom-like sword shadow rose from Luo Cheng’s figure, while the sound of dragon roars echoed within him. His very being radiated razor-sharp energy, with essence surging wildly, turning him into an unstoppable divine weapon that distorted the surrounding air.
“Seventy percent Sword Intent! Impossible! Quick, attack him together—kill him!” The tall man sensed impending doom and quickly activated his Martial Soul.
At that moment—
“Divine Wind Absolute Kill! Slash!”
Luo Cheng’s black hair danced wildly as sharp currents of air surged around him. His left foot stepped forward and his sword cleaved violently.
Boom!
A massive Sword Qi Tornado burst forth, emitting thunderous explosions and tsunami-like sounds of destruction.
The two remaining disciples had no time to evade and could only hastily activate their protective essence energy.
Splurt!
The Sword Qi pierced cleanly through their waists, leaving behind a thousand-meter-long straight sword scar in the clouds behind them!
A moment later—
Blood sprayed as the two bodies were torn to shreds, their dismembered remains scattering across the ground!