Chapter 42: One Sword’s Bloody Flash, Seven Men Fall

Chapter 42: Chapter 42: One Sword’s Bloody Flash, Seven Men Fall

Just as Yi Xiaoyao jumped down, the puppet mount also came to a stop.

"Why aren’t you leaving?"

Yi Xiaoyao looked at the two of them still on the mount.

"We’re here to give you an answer and ask you a question. We’ll leave after that."

Jin Sanbao said. Xuan Mo remained impassive, as if he already knew what Jin Sanbao was going to say.

Yi Xiaoyao raised an eyebrow and said, "Go on."

"You asked us before why no one was willing to join us. I can answer that for you now," Jin Sanbao said.

This was indeed a question Yi Xiaoyao had asked, but right now, his mind was on the coming life-or-death battle with Qi Yue and his group. He couldn’t care less about the answer.

But when he heard what Jin Sanbao said next, his gaze wavered.

"Xuan Mo and I are people who never received an Immortal Soul inheritance. We can’t cultivate," Jin Sanbao said with a bitter smile.

Yi Xiaoyao was startled. ’These two can’t cultivate?’

’No wonder no one wants to join them. To any normal person, these two are what you’d call ’trash’.’

Then, Jin Sanbao continued, "Let me ask you, if I had told you this when you first asked that question, would you have chosen to leave us?"

"Why would I leave?" Yi Xiaoyao chuckled.

Upon hearing this, the normally impassive Xuan Mo looked at Yi Xiaoyao in surprise.

After all, countless others had learned they were trash and chosen to abandon them.

Jin Sanbao’s voice turned cold. "The next assessment is to hunt Demon Beasts in the Earth Star Forest for fifteen days. Everyone thinks that bringing two pieces of trash like us along is like carrying two burdens. Don’t you think so?"

Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze grew thoughtful. He, of all people, understood what it was like to be called "trash." Wasn’t he once called the same thing by others?

A faint smile touched Yi Xiaoyao’s lips as he said, "As long as you don’t think of yourselves as trash, then you aren’t trash. And I won’t see you as burdens, either. Besides..."

The next moment, a brilliant smile lit up his face. "Just like you, I’m not the kind of person who abandons their companions."

At these words, both of them trembled, as if they had just heard something unbelievable.

They had never met someone like Yi Xiaoyao, nor heard such an answer.

And they believed him. After all, to keep them from danger, Yi Xiaoyao had just jumped off the mount alone to face the enemies behind them. An ordinary person would never do that.

"Alright, you’ve said what you needed to say. Hurry up and leave, before you get caught up in what’s about to happen," Yi Xiaoyao told them.

But Jin Sanbao and Xuan Mo both jumped down from the puppet mount in unison.

"No! Now that we’ve gotten a satisfactory answer, we’re not leaving. This fatty isn’t the kind of person who abandons his companions," Jin Sanbao said with a wide grin.

Xuan Mo remained silent, but his meaning was clear.

Yi Xiaoyao shook his head helplessly. "We’ve only exchanged a few words. We can hardly be called companions yet."

"From now on, we are!" Jin Sanbao said with a serious expression.

Then, he turned to Xuan Mo and said, "Ice-block Face, are you ready?"

Xuan Mo crouched down, pressed his hands to the ground, and responded with a "Mm."

Yi Xiaoyao felt a faint tremor coming from beneath the ground and had no idea what these two were up to.

However, even though they couldn’t cultivate, they had managed to stand out from the Seven Kills Star Hall’s rigorous selection process and participate in this third assessment. They must have some extraordinary abilities of their own.

Immediately after, Jin Sanbao slapped his waist, and four man-sized Copper Toads with gaping mouths appeared before him.

"Xiaoyao, now we just wait for those guys to show up. Then you’ll see what we can do!" Jin Sanbao laughed heartily.

Yi Xiaoyao nodded. He too was curious how people who couldn’t cultivate had made it this far, and what kind of abilities they possessed.

The three of them waited for the others to catch up: one crouching, one leaning against a Copper Toad, and one standing as straight as a sword.

At that moment, Qi Yue and his four companions saw that Yi Xiaoyao had stopped. They slowed down, their gazes fixed on him like vipers. With unconcealed Killing Intent, the five of them fanned out in an arc to surround Yi Xiaoyao’s group of three.

"Given up on running? Or did you think you could fight us just by dragging two others down with you?"

Qi Yue sneered, licking his lips bloodthirstily. With a wave of his hand, the four by his side charged toward Yi Xiaoyao with him, their murderous intent on full display.

BOOM!

Suddenly, the ground in front of Yi Xiaoyao’s group collapsed, and Qi Yue’s five members, their faces twisted in shock, all fell into the earth below.

Immediately after, swarms of tiny black insects burst out from the massive crater, rapidly crawling all over the bodies of Qi Yue and his four men.

Yi Xiaoyao was stunned. He suddenly heard Jin Sanbao say to Xuan Mo, who was still crouching on the ground, "Ice-block Face, nice one!"

In that moment, Yi Xiaoyao finally understood. Xuan Mo was controlling these insects!

It was this massive number of black insects that had caused the collapse, devouring the soil in that area and hollowing it out in a short amount of time.

’No wonder I felt the ground faintly trembling after Xuan Mo crouched down.’

Qi Yue and his men roared in anger, covering their bodies with Spiritual Power to repel the insects. It looked like it wouldn’t be long before they broke free.

"Now it’s this fatty’s turn to act!"

As Jin Sanbao spoke, the four Copper Toads in front of him suddenly fired astonishingly powerful Spiritual Energy Bullets from their mouths, blasting down at Qi Yue’s group in the crater.

By now, the large group of disciples from the assessment had also rushed to the scene. They were all shocked when they saw the state Qi Yue and his group were in.

After the chase from before, almost everyone knew that Qi Yue was trying to kill Yi Xiaoyao.

But now, why had the tables turned?

Down in the crater, Qi Yue’s group was trapped, simultaneously using their Spiritual Power to block the Spiritual Energy Bullets while struggling against the insects that clung to them like tight ropes.

"Whoever helps me kill that Yi Xiaoyao, I’ll owe you a favor!" Qi Yue roared at the disciples who had just arrived.

Hearing this, the disciples all showed signs of wavering.

After all, a disciple at the Foundation Establishment Realm like Qi Yue was one of the strongest among the assessment group. A favor from him was extremely valuable in this dangerous forest.

Soon, seven young men at the Ninth Realm of Qi Condensation stepped forward. They skirted the collapsed area and charged toward Yi Xiaoyao’s group.

"We’re done for! Xiaoyao, Xuan Mo and I don’t have a shred of Spiritual Cultivation. There’s no way we can fight these people!" Jin Sanbao said, his face pale.

Yi Xiaoyao gave them both a reassuring smile.

"You’ve both done great. Leave the rest to me!"

Watching the seven young men closing in, Yi Xiaoyao’s gaze turned icy. Dark Spiritual Power flared around his body as he drew his sword and surged forward.

When Jin Sanbao saw Yi Xiaoyao take on seven people by himself, he cursed inwardly. ’It’s over. How can one person possibly defeat seven opponents of the Same Realm?’

The other disciples watching from the sidelines all shook their heads.

"Is this guy, Yi Xiaoyao, trying to get himself killed?"

"One against seven? How is that possible?"

"He’s not even running. That Yi Xiaoyao is too stupid and arrogant!"

But the moment Yi Xiaoyao’s figure met the seven young men, everyone’s expressions froze.

One flash of a bloody sword, and seven bodies hit the ground!

In a single exchange, Yi Xiaoyao had slain all seven opponents from the Ninth Realm of Qi Condensation.

He pointed his Bloodthirsty Sword at the crowd, and his cold voice rang out, "Who else wants to help Qi Yue kill me?"