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Chapter 347 - 225: Protective Liu Tangxi_2

Chapter 347: Chapter 225: Protective Liu Tangxi_2

"Now you recognize me?"

Though it sounds somewhat arrogant, coming from Liu Tangxi such words seemed just right; after all, having wandered mountains and forests for years, subduing demons and eradicating evil as a young generation disciple, naturally, there were many who did not know her name.

Liu Tangxi never cared about this, nor did she care about her reputation. She simply acted according to her heart; that was all. However, whenever an opponent questioned her or was unfamiliar with her, she would report her name in this manner.

Simple, brusque, leaving a deep impression that nobody could forget.

"You are... the youngest disciple under Liu Jian."

His voice was somewhat strained.

After this sword strike, he understood the disparity between himself and his opponent. If it weren’t for his body, comparable to an Earth-rank Magical Treasure due to the remains of Arhat, along with the staff in his hand which was also of supreme-grade, this single strike would have been enough to obliterate both his body and soul.

He wouldn’t even qualify to enter the Beast Path.

The few words seemed to drain all of his strength. Master Dao Hui actually did not recognize this newly prominent Sword Immortal, initially thinking this woman was here for the same reason as him, both targeting the legacy of Demon Night True Monarch.

Liu Tangxi, though possessing a celebrated reputation in the current world, was after all from the younger generation, having emerged and made her name in just a hundred years—a seemingly long period, but merely a snap of the fingers in the Cultivation World.

Especially for someone like Dao Hui, a Buddhist Practitioner past his prime, already facing his ultimate fate, and having failed in his tribulation—his physical form had disintegrated, leaving him to either reincarnate and cultivate anew or to forcibly seize another’s body to maintain his existence.

Should he reincarnate, who knows whether he could reach the same realm in his next life?

Moreover, with Vajra Temple facing great disaster, these former Dharma Protectors couldn’t possibly abandon their cultivation and enter the cycle of reincarnation; they had no choice but emerge from the tower’s base to stabilize the situation.

As for Liu Tangxi, merely a rising star who only just began to shine a hundred years ago and attained a heaven-defying level of cultivation within fifty years, her innate talent and abilities were unmatched in the current world, yet to these old monsters, they only recognized Liu Jian.

They only knew of the news of the Sword Immortal’s demise, never bothering to inquire about the new successor, because in their eyes, it wouldn’t be until another three or four hundred years that a new Sword Immortal could emerge and draw their attention; they disregarded any sporadic news disdainfully.

See, this is the consequence of such disdain.

"Ah, ranked Ninth, following the surname of the master, named Tangxi."

"Good, very good."

Panting heavily, this encounter had already damaged his divine infant; while he hadn’t lost his ability to defend himself, his Buddha-heart was shattered, extinguishing any thoughts of resistance. Now, all he wanted was to preserve his life without implicating Vajra Temple.

Thus, he continued to speak sporadically, "I had... some, some acquaintance with Liu Jian."

"The year Liu Ansheng was accepted into the sect, I personally brought congratulations gifts and led eighteen Guardian monks to Swordmaster Peak to congratulate him."

"This desperate measure was truly out of necessity, with the disappearance of Senior Brother Guang Xian, and the tragic deaths of Junior Brothers Guang Hui and Guang Neng, now only we can manage the situation. Vajra Temple has no successors."

His voice was somewhat hoarse. Though this person’s methods were sinister and malicious, he was still being fairly honest, perhaps knowing well that he couldn’t deceive Liu Tangxi.

"Since the Sword Immortal is interested in the legacy of Demon Night True Monarch, we naturally dare not compete."

"I ask the Sword Immortal to take this child away. As for the lives of those two Purple Cloud Palace Disciples, I will compensate and personally send them into the cycle of reincarnation, ensuring they enter the Upper Three Sects in their next life."

"The souls of those killed by Jin Shan, though refined, can still be retrieved. I will arrange for them, ensuring their next life enters the top three realms."

"I hope the Sword Immortal, considering our past acquaintance, would spare my life."

A straightforward plea for mercy.

Under another’s roof, one must bow one’s head, a principle known to anyone who has spent days in society; holding one’s life in another’s hands, he naturally wouldn’t spout foolish statements like "If you kill me, Vajra Temple will not let you go."

Because this madwoman really would kill, the sword strike earlier was already restrained, a sincere apology and compensation might still spare his life.

Tilting her head.

Liu Tangxi was not a petty woman; although Master Dao Hui used deceptive means and sought the demonic path with a Buddha’s body, his attitude was indeed sincere.

Having traversed society for many years, she had seen too many courting death. As a Sword Immortal inclined to help others, she was more than willing to send these people on their way; yet, when they admitted their wrongs and apologized on their own initiative, she usually accepted.

"Mmh."

Nodded slightly.

A hint of joy flashed across her face, the longer one lives, the more they fear death, because the sword movement in this woman’s hands was already fading. However, unexpectedly, Liu Tangxi did not leave immediately but instead held the longsword horizontally.

She handed it over directly.

"On behalf of my master to accept a disciple."

"He is the tenth disciple under my master, named Jiang Feng, the successor to the Peak Master of Swordmaster Peak."

"He is also my junior brother."

In just three sentences, the expression on Mage Dao Hui’s face became uglier than having eaten feces.

Following his gaze, he only then noticed the young man lying unconscious on the ground actually had a jade token carved with the character "Liu" hanging on him, which, if he remembered correctly, he had seen when he met Liu Jian earlier in his life.

With his head lowered, though his expression bore a hint of unwillingness, Mage Dao Hui, who was already kneeling on the ground, still shakily stretched out his hand, understanding that this was a lesson.

It was punishment.

It was because he had schemed against this woman’s junior brother and the discontent in her heart led to this chastisement.

Seeing that he hesitated but still stretched out both hands, she was unapologetic as the hand holding the longsword suddenly loosened.

Shh—

Immediately, a stench of burning flesh filled the air!

The moment the longsword was released, Mage Dao Hui instantly grabbed it, trembling painfully all over and shaking uncontrollably. Only then did he realize that this new Sword Immortal before him was merely a powerful Divine Soul, and even her true body had not arrived.

The longsword in his hand was also formed by countless Sword Qis, solidified into a tangible object. The moment held it in his palm, he felt the Sword Qi pouring into his body, occupying his tendons and every single blood vessel, madly surging, destroying, tearing apart his most precious body.

His whole body trembled.

Especially the hands holding the sword were scorched black, a dark viscous liquid sliding down from his palms, even his divine infant was injured by the countless terrifying Sword Qis, worsening his already injured state.

He clenched his teeth, his eyes tightly shut, suffering even more in his heart than the physical pain.

This Arhat’s body wasn’t just any ordinary corpse; over the years, the body he favored most was this one he wouldn’t have summoned it if not to deal with a powerful enemy.

An Arhat’s body, a demonic body, the Locking Demon Spell and Demon-locking Chain on it were top-tier, even the staff and prayer beads he used just now were burial items of the high monk.

To steal this suppressed corpse and refine it for his own use, he had spent at least three hundred years, but these centuries of effort were destroyed completely by Liu Tangxi with a single sword strike.

The staff broke, the prayer beads shattered, even this body wasn’t spared. By the time he touched the longsword, his most favored body had already been half-destroyed, and he feared it would never recover to its original state.

But that was Liu Tangxi, who would say about Swordmaster Peak itself, it lacked any other merits,

except standing up for their own.

She turned around, without any pause, not specifying how long Mage Dao Hui had to kneel and hold the sword, but rather looking at Jiang Feng at her feet, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

She kicked him twice in the face with the tip of her foot.

"That miscreant did have some restraint, knowing to pull back as your body was about to collapse."

After speaking softly, she decisively picked up Jiang Feng, just as she had done during the last fight with Yan Yurou.

Holding him by the back of his neck, with a light tap of her toe, she disappeared in a few breaths, only leaving a sentence echoing in the mountains.

"Three days."

While Mage Dao Hui knelt there accepting his punishment, motionless, eyes tightly closed.

Even as Liu Tangxi left and Jiang Feng and his party had already set off, he continued to hold the sword in the mountains for exactly three days.

Until the Immortal Sword "Tangxi" formed by Sword Qi completely dissipated.

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