Chapter 199: Sword, Come

Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Sword, Come

"There’s not enough flesh and blood. We need a dozen more..."

"What’s been going on lately? Why does it feel like the Blood Evil is being stolen by something?"

"We’re the only two here. Who would steal it? Are you suspecting me?"

"No, I just feel like some monstrous thing might have grown at the bottom of this Blood Pool."

"Fuck, don’t scare me."

"We’re both Seventh Grade. What is there to be afraid of?"

"You... I don’t know, but you know exactly how I reached the Seventh Grade. I have no confidence against a ghost..."

"There’s movement!"

"A new batch of meat is scheduled to arrive today. They should be here."

The underground space was vast, appearing to be at least hundreds of square meters in area and dozens of meters deep.

The air felt a bit hot. Below, a bright red glow emanated, as if from a giant furnace.

This was a special Array designed to channel the power of underground magma to ward off the invasion of evil energy.

There weren’t just two people inside, but more than a dozen.

However, there were only two Seventh Grade Demon Martials, four Eighth Grade ones, and some Manual Laborers.

A Seventh Grade Demon Martial stood in front of a ten-square-meter Blood Pool. The blood churned, and in mid-air, a reddish-brown Pill the size of a longan was slowly taking shape.

This was the Blood Evil Essence Pill!

Just one could allow an Eighth Grade Peak martial artist to rapidly break through to the Seventh Grade.

Of course, if they failed, they would melt into a puddle of bloody water or turn into a Corpse.

"No! An intruder has broken in!"

A scrawny old man abruptly turned his head and spotted Lu Yuan.

BANG!

With a wave of his hand, a bloody light flashed.

WHOOSH!

The space suddenly became illusive, appearing to be covered by layers of light barriers.

"Go, kill him!"

"Yes!"

Voices rang out, but no one could be seen.

Of course, they quickly revealed themselves.

The four Eighth Grades and the other middle-aged Seventh Grade charged out.

Those four Eighth Grades were all martial artists who had achieved Great Success in Organ Refinement, with some even having reached Gang Qi Perfection. Moving in pairs, two in front and two behind, they simultaneously thrust their palms toward Lu Yuan.

SWISH!

The blade in Lu Yuan’s hand flashed.

SLICE! SLICE! SLICE!

All four heads were sent flying, and their blood sprayed more than ten feet into the air.

"Die!"

The middle-aged Seventh Grade condensed a Blood Palm and struck at Lu Yuan.

Here, bolstered by the Array Primordial Qi, his combat power was enhanced by at least thirty percent.

Unfortunately for him...

SLASH!

The blade light in Lu Yuan’s hand shifted, effortlessly cleaving through the Blood Palm.

The middle-aged Seventh Grade behind it was sliced in half with a single stroke.

The gap in power was simply too vast; killing them was effortless.

"Who exactly are you? Did the Heaven-Receiving Pavilion mobilize a descendant from an aristocratic family?" the Seventh Grade old man demanded.

Lu Yuan had changed out of his Demon Suppression Bureau uniform and was wearing casual attire.

He looked quite like a descendant of a noble family above the Fifth Grade.

Lu Yuan remained expressionless as he swung his saber.

"You couldn’t possibly..." the old man gaped.

SLASH!

The Array was split open by Lu Yuan’s strike.

"You... you..." The old man was stunned, his eyes wide as saucers. "I am a disciple of the Blood Evil Divine Sect! We can talk this out!

"They killed your people—I will compensate you!

"I can help your family refine Blood Evil Essence Pills and cultivate Seventh Grade martial artists!

"Even Sixth Grade is possible!"

"You’ve been constantly refining Blood Evil Essence Pills. I wonder what you would look like if you were refined into one," Lu Yuan said coldly.

"Refine me?" The old man’s expression changed abruptly. "Then let’s see if you have the ability to do so!"

BOOM!

A thunderous rumble echoed from within the old man as his body rapidly inflated.

His skin transformed at an incredible speed.

In the blink of an eye, he morphed from a frail old man into a towering, burly brute standing eight feet tall, his internal vitality surging astonishingly.

His Cultivation skyrocketed to the Sixth Grade.

"Haha! Why do you think I was helping them?

"Do you really think I would selflessly toil for the benefit of others?

"Hahaha...

"Sword, come!"

SWISH!

A blood-red Demon Sword flew out from the Blood Pool and landed in the grasp of the old man—now a hulking Demon Cultivator.

BUZZ!

The Blood Evil roiled over the blade as the weapon hummed on its own.

It had already developed a trace of sentience...

Or rather, it had originally been a Spirit Sword, but it had been corrupted and refined by the Blood Evil method.

"I have been at the Sixth Grade for years!

"This was something I picked up back then when I... killed a heavily injured Fifth Grade expert. I came here specifically to refine it.

"With this Demon Sword in hand, I dare battle even a Sixth Grade Peak martial artist!

"A measly Seventh Grade like you has just delivered himself as my blood source..."

"Thunder—" Lu Yuan summoned the Wind Thunder Saber, lightning flashing wildly upon it. "—Obliterate!"

CRACKLE! CRACKLE! CRACKLE!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

A frantic bombardment ensued.

Several breaths later, Lu Yuan emerged from the underground chamber, holding a deformed, ruined sword.

The thunder obliteration was far too fierce, wiping out the last remaining bit of sentience within the blade.

However, the materials were still decent and could be recycled to extract something of value.

SWISH! SWISH!

Su Wan, Liu Zhi, and the others leaped out.

"Is it over?"

"Why didn’t a single person escape?"

Lu Yuan glanced around. "I probably just dealt with them all in passing."

Su Wan raised a hand to clutch her forehead.

How could he do this?

They still had their wager with Chang Xiu to consider.

Even though they hadn’t formally agreed to it, they couldn’t just let the other team double their score!

"Boss, go a little easier next time," Liu Zhi persuaded.

With their boss’s strength, who could possibly stop him?

At this rate, how would they earn any military merits in the future?

Lu Yuan really wanted to say that he just couldn’t hold back when encountering Demon Martials.

But soon, his eyes lit up. "Your military merits are here."

"What?"

The four of them turned their heads and spotted a convoy slowly approaching from afar.

More than a dozen martial artists were escorting several large carts.

"Finish this quickly," Lu Yuan said with a wave of his hand.

"Yes!"

The four rapidly charged forward.

Lu Yuan followed behind them at a steady pace.

There were no Seventh Grades, only five or six Eighth Grades and a dozen Ninth Grades.

There was no difficulty at all.

The battle concluded in half a quarter of an hour.

It was only two quarters into the Hour of Shen.

There were still six quarters left until the Hour of You.

They had plenty of time.

Furthermore, they now possessed horses.

The five of them mounted up and galloped toward the Heaven-Receiving Pavilion.

At Cheng Family Castle.

Mu Lingche’s group of six had run into trouble.

They had arrived proudly wearing their Demon Suppression Bureau uniforms, marching in broad daylight, and were spotted by the people of Cheng Family Castle from a distance.

Consequently, Cheng Family Castle activated its grand Array, enveloping a radius of several hundred meters.

Not a single one of the six—Mu Lingche, Chang Xiu, Jiang Hongjie, Cao Zongfan, Jin Lu, or Wu Hecheng—was proficient in Arrays.

They could only attempt to break it by force from the outside.

Inside Cheng Family Castle, however, three Seventh-Grade Fortress Masters were presiding over the Array, supported by over a dozen Eighth Grades and numerous Ninth Grades.

Even using his full strength, Mu Lingche was unable to shatter the grand Array.

"Lingche, let me use a trump card!" Chang Xiu said.

She pulled out a Jade Talisman.

"No!" Mu Lingche hurriedly stopped her. "If we use that, what meaning is there left in my competition with Lu Yuan?"

"But if we delay any longer, I’m afraid we won’t be able to make it in time for the general offensive!" Chang Xiu was slightly anxious.

"Even so, we don’t need it!

"Let me think of a way!"

Mu Lingche’s eyes flashed like lightning.

He did have some understanding of Arrays, although he hadn’t yet begun to study them deeply.

But what kind of high-level Array could a petty Cheng Family Castle possibly use?

It could only be a combination of the most low-level basic Arrays.

Therefore...

BANG!

BANG!

Mu Lingche tried a few more times, but still failed to break the grand Array.

"Hyah!"

"Hyah!"

Right at that moment, Lu Yuan and his team rode by on horseback.

Seeing that the Array still hadn’t been broken, they changed direction and galloped over.

"Need any help?"