But today you et your end at my hands, becoming my sustenance, haha!
Killing soone with such potential ans I’ll surely break through my bottleneck, getting closer to becoming an Outer Disciple.
He laughed heartily, with no hesitation, as a massive Bone Shield blocked his front.
Even if you’re not weakened, can you still penetrate it?
Impossible, besides, I also have Bone Armor, which is a Magical Artifact too.
In an instant.
A powerfully charged One Sword shot forth.
Blocked by the Shield, it only penetrated four-tenths of the way.
Even so, it left him quite shocked by the power, but there’s no way...!
Divine Techniques!
Nine Stars Linked Pearls.
In an instant, the shadow ford behind the sword rged in.
Whoosh.
The Bone Sword that had stabbed four-tenths forward again.
Seven-tenths!
Impossible!
Another strike.
Ten-tenths.
Instantaneous transmission.
The fourth strike, the Flying Sword pierced through the Bone Shield and sunk into the Bone Armor.
Luckily, it didn’t penetrate through.
Splurt!
No!
The man died with eyes wide open.
With his death, a large number of Bone Beasts around directly collapsed to the ground, turning into piles of bones.
Quickly retrieve the corpse.
Sacrifice!
Indeed, as he was at the Late Stage of Qi Cultivation, after the sacrifice.
Small Knife once again broke through the bottleneck, rapidly consuming Experience, reaching directly to the Peak of Late-stage Qi Cultivation in one go.
The last bottleneck remains, breaking through ans reaching the Peak of Qi Cultivation, just a step away from becoming an Outer Disciple.
The harvest was plentiful, Bone Shield and Bone Armor are both Junior-level Magical Artifacts.
And the White Bone Hundred Beasts Banner, an Early-stage Magical Artifact, capable of controlling nurous Bone Beasts for attacks, generally enough to slaughter Qi Cultivation Level 1 by encirclent.
Three Artifacts, indeed worthy of Demon Dao.
Including the original Bell, Flying Sword, and Three-Change Bone, that’s a total of six.
Hmm?
The Three-Change Bone that transford into a Bone Sword has cracked.
However, it was the weakest one, but still quite interesting, perhaps a chance to repair it.
The other five are pretty good too.
Ten Thousand Sceneries contentedly headed back.
Hmm, haven’t even gotten close yet, and you hear loud clamor.
Many children’s worried voices.
It seems the village is replenishing its population.
Looks like the village chief’s son, the Outer Disciple, has returned.
The Outer Disciple must be at the Second Realm Foundation Establishnt Stage.
Entering the village, he saw many relocated people, each looking like refugees.
Everyone’s face wore a troubled expression.
But no one paid attention to them.
Trying to survive is up to them.
Upon returning, the crippled third uncle and the others had already gathered the news.
It was the village chief’s son, the Outer Disciple, who returned, bringing back over ten thousand mortals.
According to the rules, he would probably select Demon Soldiers.
In essence, Bone Slaves.
Becoming a Bone Slave, the village chief would then give so care.
According to the regulation, even if a Demon Soldier dies in battle, care would be given for twenty years, whether new cultivators can be nurtured depends on their skills.
Ten Thousand Sceneries originally didn’t mind, even thought it was quite good, fulfilling a son’s duty.
But now that his strength had increased significantly, reaching the Late Stage of Qi Cultivation, naturally wanting to strive for it, there’s hope for becoming an Outer Disciple, so he naturally didn’t want to beco a Sword Soldier.
So he quietly slipped away.
"It’s too late." The thought from the Small Knife made Ten Thousand Sceneries freeze.
There are ghosts at the entrance, haven’t you noticed?
Small Knife did notice, but didn’t really care.
Now seeing even at the courtyard gates there was a Yin Soul guarding, he realized it wouldn’t be easy to leave quietly.
With the hint, Ten Thousand Sceneries looked grim.
He walked out of the courtyard and wandered around, Small Knife confird it was impossible to leave.
Because that Hundred Level, First Realm Yin Soul was following him.
In the following days, people returned one after another, ordinary folks were ignored.
But those who reached the Qi Cultivation Stage couldn’t leave.
At the village entrance, Yin Souls would appear, and without saying a word, everyone understood.
After another five days.
The village chief’s family sent an invitation, the young master invited them, early the next morning.
It seems we have to take a chance early.
Small Knife naturally wouldn’t let Ten Thousand Sceneries beco a Demon Soldier, losing his freedom.
Otherwise, the Yin Soul might be the end.
Soon, a dozen people gathered together.
They were the only cultivators from the village at the Qi Cultivation Stage.
They looked at each other.
They couldn’t even detect the Yin Souls monitoring them nearby.
"Actually, becoming a Demon Soldier isn’t bad; it can ensure the family at least twenty years of protection." The first one to speak unexpectedly drag the group back.
"I’m a man destined to beco an Outer Disciple, being a Demon Soldier is just that for the rest of life; I’m not willing." Soone spoke imdiately, receiving several agreents.
Most were at the Middle Stage of Qi Cultivation, the strongest among the dozen.
The first to speak was also one of the only two at Qi Cultivation Advanced, both reaching Peak of Middle Stage of Qi Cultivation.
They didn’t care for the other allies, but glanced at each other.
They smiled, walked outside.
No need for words, the two would battle, the winner taking all, using it to break through to the Great Perfection.
As soon as they stepped out of the door.
Two shadows appeared out of nowhere.
It was two Yin Souls.
This startled everyone.
"The Young Master said, calm yourselves for two days, no conflicts allowed." The Yin Soul spoke coldly, eyes filled with intense jealousy.
These two Yin Souls emanated an aura, they were Qi Cultivation Perfection, that is Level 200 of the First Realm.
This instantly dampened the atmosphere.
"This isn’t by the rules!" The Qi Cultivation Advanced looked embarrassed, saying.
"The Young Master, being an Outer Disciple, can handle killing a few Bone Servants." The Yin Soul said slyly.
"Hm!"
The two Qi Cultivation Advanced looked grim, black energy emanating from them, eyes slightly red, clearly struggling to suppress their internal urge to kill.
They could burst into a frenzy at any mont.
Others imdiately retreated far back.
"Should have taken the chance earlier, wasted too much ti," the one on the right sighed, finally suppressing his inner frenzy.
Whoosh!
A skull suddenly appeared, letting out an eerie laugh, instantly growing to the size of a wheel, spewing a burst of black energy.
It sprayed onto the Yin Soul.
This person’s eyes turned blood-red, erupting directly.
Knowing there was no hope of winning, but unable to suppress his internal frenzy now.
He had been at the peak of the Middle Stage of Qi Cultivation for a while, and hadn’t broken through due to concerns of his internal negative emotions getting out of control.
Now, stimulated, he erupted at last.
But at this ti, the others with lower strength had already left.
Especially those in the Early Stage of Qi Cultivation, paying no heed, as their chances of being picked were slim.
Because Outer Disciples, even when choosing Demon Slaves, it requires consent and so cost.
For Qi Cultivation Stage, all are the sa; generally, only the high-level are picked by force, occasionally the Middle Stage.
Early Stage, unless voluntary, are generally not chosen.
Voluntary ones are easier to wield, even if their power level is low, it’s not a huge issue.
Now at this point.
The two Qi Cultivation Great Perfection Yin Souls also hid their forms, directly following the two Middle Stage Bone Servants, their intention obvious.
The others silently left, returning to their hos.
Ten Thousand Sceneries was rather inconspicuous, having just entered the Qi Cultivation Stage, usually wouldn’t be the target, but Small Knife noticed that the other Early Stage cultivators were also shadowed by Yin Souls.
He naturally didn’t know the village chief’s son was known as Young Master here, yet outside he was only the lowest-level disciple.
Currently recuperating at ho, having suffered heavy losses among his Demon Soldiers, it led him to such desperate asures, unwilling to let even involuntary Early Stage Qi Cultivators go, desperate tis indeed.
But generally speaking, soone like Ten Thousand Sceneries who had just entered Qi Cultivation, the Yin Souls watching him seed more like a spirit, acting purely on instinct.
They would rely follow, only blocking him from leaving the village.
Small Knife wandered around the village, naturally pretending not to see but still passing by.
After going back and forth a few tis, he realized the Yin Souls operated only on instinct.
After asking Ten Thousand Sceneries, he was willing to take a chance.
"With your Great Power helping, I have to take a gamble no matter what. If I fail, my parents will accompany in death; if I succeed, it gives them a chance to beco a village chief and live a good life."
This was Ten Thousand Sceneries’ biggest dream, sothing he dreamt of for many years.
Only until now did he realize how close it was.
Boom!
From afar, an explosion sounded, even drawing the attention of the watching Yin Souls.
Opportunity.
Ten Thousand Sceneries imdiately went to a stone tablet.
The Junior-level Magical Artifact, Bone Armor, and Bone Shield were placed upon it.
He made a choice directly.
The two items suddenly lted, sinking into the stone tablet.
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