The power of the dangerous intentions, which was still in its embryonic stage, was able to shake Wang Bufan and the Grand Elder. Now that it has reached ten percent of its potential, its power has undoubtedly escalated.
Unceremoniously speaking, if it was not Zhao Nanxing who impeded the attack just now, Shi Xiaole’s Qingfeng Sword would have been bloodstained by now.
"What martial art is this?"
Zhao Nanxing asked seriously. The over two hundred excellent disciples from Mountain Luyan who were present were equally confused.
"Intention."
Shi Xiaole replied mildly.
"Intention? What intention?"
Many people wrinkled their brows, unsure of what he ant. But a few individuals expressed disbelief, their gaze towards Shi Xiaole was filled with shock.
The thirteen sects of Mountain Luyan, although they are all lay martial arts forces, there are so disciples among them who have widely heard about ’intention’ as a state of martial arts from the martial world and their seniors.
Isn’t that sothing only geniuses can comprehend?
The rumor goes that only those who truly understand the techniques and thoroughly delve into them have a slight hope of reaching that realm.
To these disciples, ’intention’ was like a function to an elentary school student — they could not comprehend it. How could Shi Xiaole possessing it not make them feel incredibly shocked?!
Xiao Yuanbo and Mao Wenjing, and the rest of the Huajian Sect disciples let out a long breath.
They were slightly calr as Shi Xiaole used similar technique to defeat the Grand Elder in the past, though it was not as powerful as today.
"Young man, so you were the best hidden player of the Huajian Sect. I, Zhao, don’t believe I can’t defeat you."
Zhao Nanxing, always arrogant, couldn’t accept a nobody hopping around in front of him, and he continued to charge angrily.
Shi Xiaole’s eyes were calm, and he acted without the slightest retreat.
Anyone with discerning eyes could see that on a regular basis Shi Xiaole was not as good as Zhao Nanxing. However, every ti he encountered danger, he was able to use his dangerous intentions to turn the tide.
After attack and defence, Zhao Nanxing really had no way to deal with him.
"If you’re capable enough, don’t use your intention and give a fair fight!"
Zhao Nanxing was shouting angrily. Then a light clanging sound was heard, as his iron sword was notched by the Qingfeng Sword, which then spread a faint crack along the sword blade.
The Qingfeng Sword, after all, was a low-quality wonder weapon— it was more surprising if it did not gain advantage after a long battle.
Seeing that he could not secure victory, Zhao Nanxing finally decided to take a step back for the ti being. However just then, a poisoned dart suddenly flew out from among the disciples, killing Shi Xiaole with the speed of lightning!
The crowd scread out in shock.
As the target, Shi Xiaole’s hair stood on end.
In the face of the crisis, he had to force his body to move aside. The dart brushed past the Qingfeng Sword, and the violent force on the dart made Shi Xiaole stagger backward.
There was a vicious glint in Zhao Nanxing’s eyes. His Iron sword seed to hack at the dart, but in reality the force was all applied to Shi Xiaole through the ground.
Damn!
Shi Xiaole’s footing slipped and he fell into an unfathomable abyss.
"Junior Brother!"
Seeing this, Xiao Yuanbo was furious, and Mao Wenjing also had a cold look on her face. The two raised their swords and attacked Zhao Nanxing simultaneously, as if they had agreed beforehand.
The rest of the disciples from the Huajian Sect were no exception. They quickly clashed with the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect.
So retreated, so insisted on stopping the fight but ended up being pulled into the field, making it a free-for-all. In the end, more and more disciples fell into a big pit until only a dozen or so were left.
This included Qi Guang from Duster Gate.
Qi Guang said solemnly, "Everyone, stop fighting! This matter has gone far enough! We must go back to our sect imdiately and inform the Sect Master."
The remaining few had gloomy faces, but none objected.
When the blood fever subsided, everyone realized the severity of this matter. If all the fallen were dead, that would be a historic blow to the thirteen sects of Mountain Luyan.
As for the Sansen Grass, who cares about it!
Ti is of the essence. At that ti, a dozen or so people mobilized their flying skills and hurried back to their respective sects.
...
While plumting, Shi Xiaole was focusing his internal power and using the Qingfeng Sword to scrape against the wall to neutralize the huge force of falling. After about tens of seconds, with a splash, he fell into the water.
The water was stagnant, but it emanated a strange fragrance.
Swimming to the shore, he let his eyes adjust to the darkness. Along with his sharper senses as a martial artist, Shi Xiaole could barely make out his surroundings.
This was a rather spacious corridor. The stagnant water next it accurately faced the big pit, saving him a lot of trouble.
"There’s wind."
Noticing the air movent, Shi Xiaole thought and carefully walked east along the corridor.
Shortly after he left, more people were dropping from above, splashing water about.
The corridor was longer than Shi Xiaole had estimated. However, the air was becoming fresher and fresher. One breath of it made him feel like his pores were opening up, putting him at ease.
"Is this... is it the aura of spiritual grass?"
Although he hasn’t eaten pork, he has seen pigs run.
Shi Xiaole had already learned from various texts and sources that there were peculiar spiritual plants in this world, which rely by their aura could invigorate a person and rejuvenate their spirit, just as he was feeling at this particular mont.
He couldn’t help but wonder, could it be that there were legendary spiritual plants ahead in the passage?
Picking up his pace, about a quarter of an hour later, his field of vision suddenly expanded. In front of him, there was a shimring light, and two n were locked in fierce combat.
If they were not Chu Lin and Yuan Qiuwei, then who else could they be?
The soft glow was emanating from a small patch of green grass on the left side of the two fighting n.
Though insignificantly small, no different from ordinary grass in size or appearance, this plant emitted a radiant green light from within, leaving people awe-struck.
"Jade Radiance Grass."
Even with Shi Xiaole’s temperant, he found it difficult to remain calm.
Jade Radiance Grass, one of the spiritual plants in the world, replenishes its energy once every ten years. Its primary function is to assist martial artists in refining their Internal Power, removing impurities and retaining the essentials.
It should be known that a martial artist’s internal power does not co from nowhere; it is transford from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth through the use of techniques. However, no technique can guarantee a 100% transformation of spiritual energy into internal power.
The excess spiritual energy, under the circulation within a human body, would beco impurities left inside. If left accumulated over ti, not only can it dampen the martial arts skill but can also impact a martial artist’s foundation.
To avoid this, martial artists usually need to spend more ti ditating to unclog any blockages and purge impurities.
Unfortunately, this thod is both ti-consuming and energy-draining, with the results sotis being less than ideal.
However, with the Jade Radiance Grass, things would be different. The spiritual energy contained within the grass can dissolve the impurities in a martial artist’s internal power in a short ti, significantly improving the purity of their internal power and taking the martial artist to the next level.
Looking at Chu Lin’s somber face and relentless attacks, Shi Xiaole could tell that the forr harbored intentions to monopolize the Jade Radiance Grass.
"Senior Brother Chu, I have already conceded the Jade Radiance Grass to you, why are you still being aggressive?"
Several places on Yuan Qiuwei’s body were scratched, making him gasp for breath. This was clearly a disadvantageous position. This caused Shi Xiaole to take another look at Chu Lin, who hadn’t been using his full strength in the outside world.
"To digest the Jade Radiance Grass, one needs a solitary environnt. With Junior Brother Yuan here, I am not at ease."
Chu Lin sneered condescendingly, which made Yuan Qiuwei feel indignant. Chu Lin’s words implied that Yuan Qiuwei would seize the opportunity to ambush him.
Shush shush.
Carelessly, Yuan Qiuwei was struck twice more on his shoulder by Chu Lin’s sword. His continuous loss of blood was making him dizzy. Although he was not reconciled, he knew that if things continued this way, he would undoubtedly die.
"Junior Brother Yuan, don’t bla for this. It’s just that, other fortunate opportunities may arise here, and I regretfully don’t wish to share. So, you can only die."
Chu Lin said with a ruthless and self-satisfied smile, his gaze hardened, and his long sword swung fiercely, illuminating the surroundings within a radius of three feet. This was his unique move, Severing Sword’s Radiance.
Yuan Qiuwei blocked it for a mont, but his arm spasd. He could only watch as the longsword was aid at his throat.
Clang!
At the critical mont, a light green sword light rushed in from the side, blocking the fatal blow for Yuan Qiuwei.
"Junior Brother!"
With the help of Sword Light, Yuan Qiuwei recognized the face of the newcor and cried out loud.
"Senior Brother, let’s join forces to deal with this man."
Shi Xiaole, looking at Chu Lin’s cold face, said.
"A disciple of the Huajian Sect?"
Chu Lin’s voice was very low, filled with a strong murderous intent.
The appearance of Shi Xiaole had made him suspect that more people might have entered this place. If he wanted the benefits, he had to fight quickly and resolve things swiftly!
"I didn’t want to resort to this move before, but it seems I have no choice."
Suddenly, Chu Lin wiped his hand on his sword blade, letting out the blood in his palm to coat the sword. This action made him look vicious and frightening, a trait of indulging in wrongful actions.
The next mont, he shook his wrist, and his blood-dripping longsword, like a bloody snake, fiercely attacked both Shi Xiaole and Yuan Qiuwei at the sa ti.
With just one stroke, blood splattered into the sky. He repelled Yuan Qiuwei’s Windless Willow Sword, leaving about six bloody marks on his body.
"Chu Lin, how dare you practice the Devil’s Swordsmanship?"
Yuan Qiuwei’s face turned pale from both shock and anger, with a trace of fear as well.
As per martial world rules, the Righteous Path and the Devil’s Path are irreconcilable. For the disciples of the Righteous Path, practicing the martial arts of the Devil’s Path would undoubtedly be condemned. Chu Lin, by unscrupulously demonstrating it, clearly intended to kill them both!
The bloody longsword thrust forward, its sinister and treacherous force making Shi Xiaole step back two paces, his chest heaving.
Chu Lin’s primary target with this sword thrust was Yuan Qiuwei, but even so, it put Shi Xiaole under pressure, differing, the high level of this man’s martial arts.
"Senior Brother, let’s retreat first."
Seeing that things were improbable, Shi Xiaole executed a Huashan Sword Technique, filled with nacing and unpredictable ploys, briefly blocking Chu Lin. He then began retreating, executing calculated strikes.
Yuan Qiuwei also understood that this was a life and death situation. Seeing that Shi Xiaole’s sword technique was effective, he hurriedly fought hard from the side to assist.
"Damn it, what kind of technique is this?"
Chu Lin’s face looked extrely bad. After exhibiting the martial arts of the Devil’s Path, he absolutely needed to eliminate Shi Xiaole and the others for peace of mind. However, seeing the two flee farther and farther, and additionally, he could not abandon the Jade Radiance Grass, otherwise his previous efforts would have been in vain.
"Once I’ve refined the Jade Radiance Grass, I’ll shred you both to pieces."
In the end, Chu Lin stopped and said through gritted teeth.
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