Chapter 6: Disaster of the Demonic Cultivators, Fabricating Divine Souls
In the early days of the great transformation, Demonic Cultivators still acted as they pleased, often slaughtering entire cities.
However, cultivation methods were spread throughout the world, and when Demonic Cultivators slaughtered spirits to refine their techniques, some individuals often miraculously survived.
Among these survivors was one person who not only joined a Sect but also became an Immortal Sect Ancestor's Disciple. After achieving success in cultivation, he would kill any Demonic Cultivator he encountered.
Many descendants of old devils were killed and sought revenge, but that Immortal Sect Ancestor was extremely protective of his own. He directly took action himself, causing heads to roll.
Moreover, the Ancestors within the Demonic Path had self-centered personalities. If some unrelated Demonic Cultivators were killed, so be it; they died because of their own bad luck.
This also led to the gradual weakening of the Demonic Path, as many of their Magical Artifacts required refining living souls or using living beings as sacrifices.
To improve this situation, some old Devil Heads in the Demonic Path gathered together. Using cloning technology mentioned by Saint Emperor Yuan, combined with illusionary realms to stimulate growth, they actually managed to mass-produce Divine Souls.
Although this action was also not tolerated by the world, the number of people targeted was ultimately much smaller.
Only after that did the Demonic Path gradually recover.
"Alas~ Zhenren is right, I truly can't be considered some great Demonic Cultivator." The young man sighed softly, "So I can only resort to this."
Although fabricated Divine Souls are convenient, they are expensive.
A fabricated Divine Soul with a quality comparable to Xiao Ning Zhenren's, he couldn't afford it even if he sold himself.
Alas~ Being a Demonic Cultivator is really tough these days.
He shook the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in his hand again.
"Please, Zhenren, embark on your journey."
Only to see clear light like a waterfall. The banner ghosts, with their majestic demeanor like deities, spoke in unison, radiating boundless light.
Xiao Ning Zhenren was startled in his heart. The dark red faceplate directly covered his entire head, but it had no effect whatsoever. The sound of Sanskrit chanting echoed in his ears.
His cultivation level was already higher than his, coupled with the enhancement of the Soul Capture Array, and having lost the initiative, in just an instant, boundless fatigue surged from the depths of his Divine Soul, making him just want to close his eyes and sleep until the end of time.
In one encounter, the Returning Void Realm Xiao Ning Zhenren was about to be captured!
Seeing that his Divine Soul was about to be drawn into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner to be a miserable Palu for the rest of his life.
"Can't sleep!"
His roar was like thunder, causing ripples to appear in the sky full of clear light.
The sky seemed to be ignited in an instant. Extremely surging vital energy stirred up scorching heatwaves, and blood-red light pierced through the clear light filling the sky, like a blood-colored spear stabbing towards the heavens.
The young man who was in the process of dealing with Xiao Ning Zhenren raised an eyebrow. While sidestepping to avoid, he swung his left hand and lightly slapped.
Dong!
The blood light dispersed, revealing a burly man with bulging muscles, nearly three meters tall, who crossed his arms to block the young man's slap.
A Body Cultivator, and a Returning Void Realm Body Cultivator at that!
"Isn't that Old Jiang?!" Students from Xuanjian City Third Middle School quickly recognized the Body Cultivator's identity.
But more people were still in a state of confusion.
"Old Jiang? Who is Old Jiang? Does our school have such a great Cultivator?"
"It's that library administrator!"
"Ah? Didn't he just reach Foundation Establishment?"
For a time, discussions buzzed. No one expected that the frail, elderly man who looked like he could be blown over by a gust of wind was actually a hidden master!
A Returning Void Realm great Cultivator, and a Body Cultivator at that!
Zhang Yunlu, who had just recovered and managed to stand up, also stared blankly at the sky.
She liked going to the library to read, so she had chatted with this library administrator several times, but the scene before her completely exceeded her expectations.
"So it's true that great Cultivators like to experience the Mortal World," she murmured.
"Experiencing the Mortal World isn't necessarily the case, but his injuries are very severe; he should be close to death."
Ah?
How can you tell?
Zhang Yunlu was startled. She suddenly turned her head to look at Xu Xing's back, and an extremely absurd guess couldn't help but surface in her heart.
...
In the sky, Old Jiang's eyes were bloodshot, and the few remaining strands of hair on his head danced in the wind.
Because of the hidden injuries within his body, he had reached his limit after blocking that palm strike.
"A dying man dares to come and ruin my good deed."
After saying that lightly, the young man smacked him away with a single palm strike, like swatting a fly.
This Returning Void Realm Body Cultivator was his original choice, but now there's a better one. After dealing with Xiao Ning, he'll go extract this old fellow's soul.
At the school, Xu Xing watched all of this, still making no move.
Meanwhile, in the sky, Xiao Ning Zhenren watched as the Dao Friend who came to save him was sent flying, his fate unknown, and felt even more conflicted.
He had just been caught off guard, but having learned his lesson, he was confident he could stall for two minutes and wait for Sect reinforcements.
And this Tai Xu Evil-Smiting Sword Qi is exactly the material he urgently needs for refining his technique...
That Dao Friend is a Body Cultivator, he should be fine after taking a palm strike...
Damn!
"Damn your mother! You worthless poor bastard! You dead poor bastard, refine your goddamn Ten Thousand Souls Banner! This Daoist Master will send you down to meet your mother today!"
All sorts of completely vulgar and foul language came from Xiao Ning Zhenren's mouth, leaving even the young Demonic Cultivator opposite him stunned.
"Zhenren, acting like this is quite unbecoming... Damn your mother!"
But then, a purple light lit up between Xiao Ning Zhenren's eyebrows, and magnificent Sword Intent soared into the sky.
Tai Xu Evil-Smiting Sword Qi!
Buzz~
Everything in the entire city was frozen, turning into a monochrome world of black and white. Only that streak of purple light became increasingly dazzling.
Everyone's movements within the school were frozen at the instant the Sword Qi appeared. The only ones unaffected were Xu Xing and Zhang Yunlu.
"Don't look at me, look at them."
Hearing this, Zhang Yunlu shifted her gaze to look at the sky, her heart becoming increasingly certain.
"Slash!"
In the black and white world, the purple Sword Qi was like a swimming dragon, roaring and surging, about to tear the young Demonic Cultivator to shreds.
Crack!
At the critical moment, something in the sky seemed to shatter. A large hand churning with demonic energy reached out from within, crushing the Sword Qi and grabbing towards Xiao Ning Zhenren.
Above the Returning Void Realm!
A mighty expert has taken action!
The change came too quickly. Xiao Ning Zhenren didn't react at all and was about to lose his life.
Suddenly, the Tai Xu Evil-Smiting Sword Qi that had been crushed earlier reassembled. The Sword Qi was dozens of times stronger than before, and even that large hand of demonic energy slowed down significantly under its influence!
The next instant, the Sword Qi slashed down.
Roar!
A roar, neither like a beast nor not like a beast, filled with pain, came out, and the shattered sky returned to its original state.
The severed large hand of demonic energy returned to the size of a normal arm and fell into the deep pit underground.
As for the young Demonic Cultivator, his body and soul were completely shredded by the Sword Qi. He was utterly dead, with only the Ten Thousand Souls Banner quietly suspended in the sky.
At the school, the people around were still in that frozen state, but Xu Xing turned his head to look at Zhang Yunlu.
"How does it feel, little girl?"
"I..."
Zhang Yunlu opened her mouth but couldn't say anything.
All of this happened in a flash of lightning. The reversals came too many and too fast. She originally thought Xiao Ning Zhenren being a Returning Void Realm great Cultivator was already very impressive, but that Demonic Cultivator was above him.
And that Demonic Cultivator, who was even more powerful than Xiao Ning Zhenren, had no power to resist against that Sword Qi.
The large hand of demonic energy that appeared last was clearly on a higher level, perhaps not even at the Returning Void level, but it was still severed by the reassembled Sword Qi.
"What will happen to that devil that appeared at the end?"
"He should die."
Other Immortal Sects might be fine, but having offended the Supreme Dao Sect and had an arm chopped off, that Demonic Path mighty expert's hope of survival is quite slim.
"That Sword Qi..."
"Tai Xu Evil-Smiting Sword Qi, it comes from the hand of a Sword Cultivator who cultivates the Tai Xu Sword Canon."
The Tai Xu Sword Canon, she had seen it on the Spiritual Net. It's the supreme technique of the Sword Sect!
"So you are...?" Zhang Yunlu's voice trembled slightly.
"As you think."
Although Xu Xing hadn't explicitly stated his identity, he also had no intention of deliberately hiding it.
And as the purple Sword Qi dissipated, the world gradually began to regain its color.
"This is a very good era, I like it very much, so I will stay in this city for a while." Xu Xing looked at Zhang Yunlu and smiled slightly, "If we meet again, I will give you a decent little gift."
As his words fell, his figure disappeared.