novelapdf Chapter 213 Mo Huaisu, the Princess
Chapter 213 Mo Huaisu, the Princess
Chapter 214 Mo Huaisu, the Princess (First Update)
Jiang Mu's thinking was very simple.
Let's make it mine, seize ownership. Let's see if it'll still obey! Can we pull it out of the ground?
This is how I helped Shui Miaozheng get the dragon blood before.
The demonic energy is consumed very quickly.
Even though Jiang Mu had killed many demons along the way and accumulated a large amount of wealth in the demon slot, it was soon depleted.
Another money-devouring beast!
Jiang Mu cursed under his breath, released his grip, and said to Duanmu Li, "Wait here, don't wander off. I'll be right back."
With that, Jiang Mu vanished in a flash.
He plunged headlong into the swirling red mist maze.
He desperately needs to "recharge"!
The mutated monsters in the red mist were now just walking power banks in his eyes.
Duan Weili stared blankly at his disappearing figure, not understanding what he was going to do.
About an incense stick's time later, Jiang Mu left and then returned.
He reeked of blood, clearly having just been in a fierce battle.
Without saying a word, he grabbed the spiritual vein and continued to inject demonic energy.
The demonic energy was exhausted.
He then turned and plunged into the red mist to kill the demon.
And so, Jiang Mu, like a tireless worker, ran back and forth between the red mist and the stone tablet seven or eight times.
at last.
As Jiang Mu poured a massive amount of demonic energy into it for the last time.
That section of the spiritual vein finally began to change.
The white light on the surface gradually became tinged with black lines, and the flowing halo inside also became sluggish.
Jiang Mu could clearly sense it.
He established an absolute sense of control over this spiritual vein, as if they were connected by blood.
The renovation was a success!
"Get up!"
A sharp glint appeared in Jiang Mu's eyes.
He gripped the blackened spiritual vein with both hands, strained his waist and back, and his arm muscles bulged like dragons as he let out a roar.
"Crackling sound—"
That section of the spiritual vein began to loosen little by little.
Strangely, the land and rocks surrounding the spiritual vein remained intact.
On the contrary, during the process of being pulled out, countless fine, hair-like threads of light extended from the main body of the spiritual vein itself.
These light filaments were originally deeply embedded in the earth in all directions.
At this moment, as the main spiritual vein was forcibly pulled, it was also extracted one by one.
The mountain gate where the Divine Sword Sect was located also began to shake violently.
at the same time.
High in the sky, deep within the red mist.
He Qingyang, who was controlling the rain of swords and fighting against Madam Painted Skin, suddenly changed his expression drastically.
His originally fierce and unparalleled aura immediately weakened considerably.
"The cycle of fortune is exhausted—how is this possible?!"
He Qingyang looked incredulous.
The woman opposite, who was dressed as a painted skin, was also slightly taken aback when she saw this scene.
Immediately, she burst into laughter: "He Qingyang, it seems today really is your unlucky day, you old rascal."
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Despite your painstaking efforts, you not only failed to forge the Dragon Slayer Sword to lay the foundation for the Sword Edge Gold divine artifact, but now even the foundation and fortune of your Divine Sword Sect have been completely drained.
Even your lousy sect is about to be destroyed, hahaha—”
He Qingyang's face was very ugly.
He doesn't understand.
He really didn't understand.
Everything was going so smoothly according to plan. Prince Sheng was already trapped, and the blood sacrificed sword embryo was about to be born.
Why did things suddenly become so chaotic?
Who exactly is behind this?
Hearing the mockery of the Painted Skin Lady, He Qingyang's anger almost burned away his reason.
Kill this vixen first!
As for the others—I will deal with them one by one, slowly and deliberately!
Under Jiang Mu's powerful pull, the originally intertwined spiritual veins that were spread throughout the Divine Sword Sect were all extracted.
Then it contracts rapidly.
It transformed into a spiritual vein that was only as thick as an arm and about three feet long.
What's amazing is that this spiritual vein has a very special shape.
One half is shaped like a long knife, exuding a knife-like aura. The other half is shaped like a sword, emitting a chilling sword energy.
Swords and blades share the same origin, yet they are distinctly integrated within this spiritual vein.
Duanmu Li's moist cherry lips were slightly parted.
That's way too violent!
Here, take it.
Jiang Mu casually tossed the heavy spiritual vein in his hand and handed it to Duanmu Li.
"Give it to me?"
Duanmu Li stared blankly at the spiritual vein being presented to her.
"Yeah, didn't you say this thing belonged to your Heavenly Blade Sect?"
Jiang Mu looked completely bewildered. Seeing the girl's dazed expression, he simply shoved the spiritual vein into her hand. "Take this. It's quite heavy."
Duanmu Li held the spiritual vein in both hands, her expression momentarily dazed.
Although she had never seen with her own eyes what the spiritual vein that her grandfather had lent out looked like.
But based on the intense throbbing of the sword spirit seed within her, she was certain that the spiritual vein before her was far superior in quality to the one she had lent out back then.
It not only contains the original domineering fortune of the Heavenly Blade Sect.
Furthermore, under the nurturing and support of the Divine Sword Sect over the years, it has integrated the luck and intent of the sword path.
Such a priceless treasure is beyond the reach of even a single sect.
Even powerful figures would be tempted to seize it by any means necessary if they saw it.
It would never be shown to others easily, let alone given away.
But this guy—
They just casually handed it to me?
Doesn't he know the value of this thing?
Or is it that—
In his heart, she was more important than this peerless spiritual vein?
Thinking of this, Duanmu Li's usually indifferent and aloof heart felt as if it were gently enveloped by a warm hand.
The girl lowered her head, her long eyelashes concealing the turmoil in her eyes, and said softly, "This spiritual vein—I'll only use half of it."
The remaining half contains sword spirit and sword intent, but it's incompatible with the sword techniques I practice. I can't use it, and forcibly absorbing it would be harmful.
"is that so?"
Jiang Mu didn't seem to care much, and casually laughed, "That's perfect. When we get back, we'll cut off the other half and give it to our little A-Qing."
"Um."
Upon hearing that it was for Yuan Aqing, the girl nodded vigorously.
Jiang Mu patted the girl's head as usual: "Let's go. You can slowly refine and absorb this thing when you get back."
We need to find that dark-faced guard first. It's been quite a while; we can't let that bastard get away in the chaos.
Duanmu Li gently bit her lower lip, raised her cool eyes, and looked deeply at the tall and imposing man beside her: "Thank you. I will definitely repay you in the future."
"Oh? How will you repay me?"
Jiang Mu turned her head and looked at the girl with a smile.
Duanmu Li remained silent.
She simply turned her head slightly and quickened her pace to walk in front of Jiang Mu.
The high black ponytail tied behind her head swayed playfully in the wind with her light steps.
It resembles a small black fish swimming happily in a clear spring.
It exudes a youthful and vibrant energy that is unique to this age.
Perhaps it was because the battle between Lady Painted Skin and He Qingyang had reached a fever pitch, leaving them no time to spare.
The red mist that originally enveloped the Divine Sword Sect has thinned considerably.
In addition, Jiang Mu had previously wreaked havoc in this area, killing a large number of mutated monsters, so the journey had been surprisingly peaceful.
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Visibility in the surrounding area has also improved considerably.
Jiang Mu was clearly lucky.
Not long after, he spotted the dark-faced guard not far from the mountain gate.
However, the dark-faced guard was not alone at this moment.
He was with three other colleagues.
The leader among them was the same guard captain who had been bossing Jiang Mu around and hurling insults at her outside the Sword Tomb.
The four men looked serious, as if they were discussing something.
Upon seeing Jiang Mu and Duanmu Li emerge from the faint red mist, the dark-faced guard's expression changed.
He instinctively shrank back a little.
The head guard also noticed the commotion and turned around.
Seeing that Jiang Mu and the other person were unharmed, he frowned slightly and let out a cold snort: "Hall Master Jiang, I thought you were trapped in the maze and couldn't get out."
Jiang Mu ignored the head guard and looked straight past the crowd, landing on the dark-faced guard who was somewhat evasive.
Jiang Mu beckoned to the other person, her tone indifferent: "You, come here."
The dark-faced guard's expression darkened. Suppressing his fear, he stiffened his neck and asked in a muffled voice, "What?"
Jiang Mu pointed at the girl beside him: "This is my subordinate, wasn't it you who injured her just now?"
Upon hearing this, the dark-faced guard's eye twitched, and he opened his mouth but remained silent.
The head guard sensed something was wrong.
He turned to the dark-faced guard beside him and asked in a deep voice, "What's going on?"
The dark-faced guard swallowed hard and tried to remain calm as he coldly explained, "Boss, Xiao Yu and I were ambushed by a large number of mutated monsters in the red mist."
After finally escaping to a safe place, Xiao Yu collapsed on the ground, seriously injured.
This girl is clearly a demon slayer, yet she refuses to help someone in distress!
I was just anxious at the time, trying to save my brother's life, which led to a small conflict with her. I just taught her a lesson.
Hearing this evasive argument, Duanmu Li simply looked at him coldly, not bothering to refute it even slightly.
"What about Xiaoyu?"
The head guard frowned and pressed for an answer.
"He's with them."
The dark-faced guard raised his chin and pointed at Jiang Mu and Duanmu Li opposite him.
The head guard turned around, his gaze sharp as he stared at Jiang Mu, and demanded, "Hall Master Jiang, where is our injured colleague? Did you abandon him? If that's the case, you Demon Slayers..."
"He's dead."
Jiang Mu interrupted the other person.
"Dead?"
"Yes, I killed him."
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These casual words stunned the four guards opposite them.
The head guard thought there was something wrong with his ears.
He stared at Jiang Mu in disbelief: "What did you just say? You—you killed Xiao Yu?!"
"That's right."
Jiang Mu nodded and smiled, "I not only killed him, but I also stomped on his head and crushed it."
"Jiang Mu!!"
The captain of the guards completely lost his temper, his eyes turning bloodshot as he roared, "Are you fucking out of your mind?! Do you even know who we are?! How dare you slaughter royal guards without cause?! You're asking for death!"
Jiang Mu chuckled and slowly drew the Blood Mad Blade.
The dark red blade radiated a chilling, bloodthirsty light.
He pointed the tip of his knife at the four men opposite him, his tone chilling: "Originally, I only intended to kill him to seek justice for my subordinate."
But since you guys are so united in your hatred of the enemy and so close to your brotherhood—
That's perfect, a family should be all together.
I'll slaughter you all today and send you down to keep him company.
"Now that your master, the prince, is dead anyway, you guards will face death if you go back. It would be quicker to die by my blade."
"Arrogant!"
The head guard laughed in his anger.
He drew his sword and shouted at his companion, "This kid has gone mad! Since he's so eager to die, let's grant him his wish today!"
Jiang Mu whispered to Duanmu Li beside her, "Girl, step back a bit."
Duanmu Li asked, "May I finish him off?"
Seeing her serious expression, Jiang Mu grinned and said, "Of course you can, but be careful and don't get too close."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Mu's figure disappeared from the spot.
"Be careful!"
The head guard's pupils contracted, and he immediately raised a warning.
At the same time, the long sword in his hand had already transformed into a streak of light, and relying on instinct, he slashed towards the void behind him.
however.
Jiang Mu's target was not him!
In the void, Jiang Mu's figure appeared like a ghost behind the dark-faced giant.
"die."
A faint, ethereal voice, like that of the King of Hell demanding a life, drifted over.
The Blood Frenzy Blade, carrying the ferocious power of the [Tai Su Tian Gang Blood River True], sliced through a crimson crescent moon and struck the back of the dark-faced giant with lightning speed.
The burly man with the dark face felt the hairs on the back of his head stand on end.
At the critical moment of life and death, he unleashed his full potential, lunging forward while simultaneously slashing backward with his sword.
With a hiss, the blade grazed his back, spraying blood and tattered clothing.
The dark-faced guard screamed and collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.
"You bastard!"
The head guard was furious when he saw his comrade was seriously injured.
He swung his long sword down furiously.
Jiang Mu's figure flashed again, activating [Shadow Teleportation] to avoid the opponent.
He then appeared beside another guard who was trying to flank him from the side.
"town!"
Jiang Mu flipped his left hand, and a phantom of the [Ghost King Seal] condensed in mid-air, smashing down towards the guard.
The head guard reacted quickly.
Stellar energy surged around him, and a golden dragon phantom appeared on his longsword.
"break!"
With a single slash, a golden dragon roared and soared into the sky, crashing into the [Ghost King Seal].
"Boom!"
The ghostly image of the Ghost King Seal flickered, its suppressive force momentarily weakened, and finally dissipated with a roar.
"You've got some skills."
Jiang Mu narrowed her eyes.
This guard captain was, after all, deeply accomplished, and cultivated top-tier royal martial arts techniques, far surpassing ordinary wandering cultivators.
The head guard broke the Ghost King's seal with a single move.
His eyes were fierce, and he raised his left hand.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"
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Dozens of sleeve arrows, shimmering with a ghostly blue poisonous light, shot out from his sleeves like a rain of pear blossoms.
These hidden arrows were clearly coated with a potent poison.
Not only was it extremely fast, but it also wove together in mid-air into an impenetrable net of death, blocking all of Jiang Mu's escape routes.
Jiang Mu remained calm in the face of danger, and took out a folding fan from his bosom and unfolded it.
[Draw a circle around yourself and imprison yourself!]
With a wave of the folding fan, a force of spatial stagnation rippled outwards.
The moment those poisoned arrows entered within three feet of Jiang Mu, they seemed to sink into a quagmire.
The speed suddenly decreased, and it became slow.
Jiang Mu moved calmly through the gaps in the rain of arrows, as if strolling leisurely in a garden.
【The Cage of Trapped Gods】!
After dodging the hidden weapon, Jiang Mu formed a hand seal with his left hand and struck out with his palm.
In mid-air, a translucent, pale golden cage appeared out of nowhere and descended upon them.
The head guard was trapped inside.
The captain of the guards roared, hacking wildly at the golden fence with his long sword.
While the Confining God Cage can't hold a monster like He Shuangtian with cheat codes, it can still buy a few precious breaths for ordinary cultivators at the Great Perfection of the Sixth Realm.
Taking advantage of the moment when the head guard was trapped.
Jiang Mu, wielding the Blood Mad Blade, charged directly at the other two guards.
Although these two were also at the early stage of the sixth realm, they were no match for Jiang Mu, who had activated his Dharma Aspect pressure and the protection of the [Mysterious Gang True Explanation].
After only a few rounds of fighting, the two were forced to retreat steadily by Jiang Mu's powerful and heavy swordsmanship.
At this time.
The dark-faced guard who was the first to be seriously injured by Jiang Mu was struggling to get up from the ground, preparing to escape in the chaos.
Just then, the shadow in front of them suddenly flickered.
A petite figure appeared before him.
The dark-faced guard looked up.
Duanmu Li held the black tomb knife in both hands, her cold eyes devoid of any emotion, looking down at him like the Grim Reaper.
"You brat, you're asking for it!"
The dark-faced guard was both shocked and furious. He mustered his strength and swung his knife at the girl.
However, he was seriously injured, and his movements were much slower than usual.
Duanmu Li's face tightened, and she raised her tomb knife from bottom to top, the blade drawing a black arc before striking the opponent's blade.
"clang!"
The dark-faced guard's arm went numb, and he almost dropped the knife from his hand.
He stumbled backward, his abdomen wide open.
Duanmu Li's sword strike didn't stop. With a twist of his waist, the back of the tomb sword slammed into the black-faced guard's abdomen with tremendous force!
"puff--"
The black-faced guard's eyes bulged out, blood spurted out, and he flew several meters away, crashing into a pile of rubble.
He convulsed a few times and then couldn't get up anymore.
Duanmu Li dragged the tomb knife, walking step by step, expressionless, to the black-faced guard.
The cold blade was pressed against the opponent's throat.
The dark-faced guard's eyes were filled with resentment, regret, and fear.
He never imagined that he, a royal guard of the sixth realm, would be defeated by a little girl.
At the same time, I began to feel remorse.
If he had known Jiang Mu was a lawless madman, he would never have dared to provoke this girl. "Miss—I—I apologize to you—"
The black-faced guard made a final attempt to protest, "Before—it was my fault—I was confused for a moment—"
But you need to think this through, I am a guard of the Prince's Palace.
If you kill me today—
"Whoosh!"
The black tomb knife cleaved down cleanly and decisively.
On the other side, the guard captain, who had just broken through the [Binding God Cage] with all his might, happened to see this scene and his eyes widened in fury.
"Little bitch!!"
The head guard brandished his long sword and charged towards Duanmu Li.
However, he had only taken two steps.
A tall and slender figure stood firmly in front of him, like an insurmountable mountain.
However, another figure was faster than him.
Jiang Mu suddenly intervened, his Blood Mad Blade blocking the guard captain's furious attack.
The head guard was so shocked that he staggered back several steps, looked up at Jiang Mu, and his eyes showed horror.
At this moment, Jiang Mu's Vulcan image shone brightly behind him like the sun, his eyes glowed with pale gold, and his body was surrounded by blood-red energy.
He held nothing back, unleashing all his various empowering and supernatural abilities.
It transformed into a blood-red whirlwind, sweeping towards the head guard and the other two seriously injured guards!
These guards were all at the sixth level of cultivation.
However, apart from the head guard, who was at the peak of the sixth realm, the rest were only at the early or mid-stages. Compared to He Shuangdiao, who was practically cheating, even if they were all combined, they wouldn't stand a chance.
They're not even in the same league.
The captain of the guards fought desperately, but was still forced to retreat, and new wounds kept appearing on his body.
The other two were sent flying by the violent blade energy and fell to the ground, unable to get up.
Duanmu Li followed suit, stepping forward with her tomb knife and swiftly finishing off the two seriously injured guards.
The head guard finally panicked.
He had no idea that Jiang Mu was this terrifying.
Even though he had heard rumors before that Jiang Mu had single-handedly fought the demon army in Yancheng.
But rumors are just rumors.
Only when you truly face this monster can you experience firsthand the despairing sense of oppression it evokes.
"escape!"
The head guard feinted with his sword, then turned and fled into the depths of the red mist.
Jiang Mu's eyes turned cold, and she raised her hand again: "Sleepy!"
However, this time the golden light of the [Binding God Cage] only flickered for a moment before quickly dimming and dissipating, failing to successfully condense.
"Um?"
Jiang Mu was slightly surprised. Had the demonic energy been consumed too much?
He lightly touched the ground with his foot and used [Shadow Teleport] to pursue.
But as soon as he moved, he noticed a strange change in his surroundings.
The colors are fading rapidly.
Sky, earth, buildings, bloodstains —
Everything has become a monotonous black and white.
Even the surrounding red mist turned into varying shades of ink, flowing slowly.
The whole world has become a black and white ink painting.
This scene—it seems so familiar.
Jiang Mu's heart skipped a beat, and the scene in Yancheng flashed through her mind.
next moment.
In the black and white void not far ahead.
A phantom lotus flower, formed from black and white Dao energy, slowly bloomed.
On the lotus flower, a stunningly beautiful woman, standing on a yin-yang symbol and dressed in a simple Taoist robe, appeared.
The woman's aura rippled gently like water.
It was as if two agile black and white yin-yang fish were intertwined and swimming around her.
She just stood there quietly.
Yet, he exuded an indescribable air of aloofness and solitude.
Like a celestial being descended from the heavens, untouched by the dust of the world, truly pure of heart and free from worldly desires, transcending worldly concerns.
It was none other than Mo Huaisu, the sect leader of the Daoist sect who had cultivated the Dao of Abstinence to its ultimate state!
Half a step behind Mo Huaisu stood a woman.
The woman was about thirty years old, with a rather charming face. She wore a long blue dress and exuded a cold aura.
Upon seeing the woman, the head guard's face lit up with joy, and he immediately knelt down, saying, "This humble servant greets Your Highness!"
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