Chapter 241: Blood Light Domain, The Might of a Fist

"Not good!"

Feeling the sharpness of the old doctor's sword qi, the vulture-nosed old man was greatly alarmed.

The sword qi came too fast and too suddenly, giving him no time to react as he could only watch it slash towards him.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, a blood-red light burst forth from his body to meet the sword qi.

Pu!

A dull sound rang out as the blood light was slashed apart, but it still managed to block the sword qi, leaving only a shallow wound before it dissipated.

"Ah!"

However, the vulture-nosed old man was protected by a magical treasure, and the black-robed figure beside him was not so lucky.

The old doctor's sword qi was peerlessly sharp, and although he had been on guard, he still couldn't dodge it completely.

The sword qi grazed him, causing an arm to fall from the black-robed figure's body.

"Senior Brother! Are you alright?"

The vulture-nosed old man quickly reached out and tapped his fingers, helping the black-robed figure seal the acupoints at the stump of his severed arm to stop the bleeding.

"My hand!"

The black-robed figure glared at his severed hand, his eyes filled with rage.

He hadn't expected that even with his utmost vigilance, he still couldn't dodge the old man's sword qi and lost an arm as a result.

It must be known that while the Innate Realm was powerful, it did not possess the ability to regenerate lost limbs.

With this arm lost, he would be disabled for the rest of his life.

"It's alright. After we kill them, I'll help you reattach your arm," the vulture-nosed old man said.

"Hmm?"

Seeing the blood light that emerged from the vulture-nosed old man's body and blocked Master's long-prepared sword qi, Lu Qing's expression shifted slightly.

Just then, several words floated into his field of vision.

【Wu Yuan: Grand Elder of Liuyun Sect, ruthless and cruel.】

【Cultivation: Small Success of the Innate Realm, a hair's breadth away from Great Success, Water-type Innate True Qi.】

【Once discovered a cave mansion of an ancient evil cultivator together with his junior brother, obtaining an evil cultivation legacy.】

【Possesses a fragmented ancient magical artifact, the Blood Soul Banner.】

"Blood Soul Banner?"

Seeing the information about the vulture-nosed old man, Lu Qing was surprised.

This old man actually had a magical artifact, and from the looks of it, he could use it too. No wonder he was able to block Master's sword qi.

It was unclear how much of the magical artifact's power he could unleash.

However, this also explained how Liuyun Sect was able to set up the Flesh and Blood Refining Soul Array—they had obtained an ancient evil cultivator's legacy.

"What powerful sword qi!"

After tending to his junior brother's injury, the vulture-nosed old man looked at the old doctor with newfound respect, all traces of disdain gone from his eyes.

Although his junior brother had told him earlier that one of their opponents was an old man with profound sword arts and astonishing sword qi, he hadn't taken it too seriously.

But the old doctor's previous attack had made him realize that the old man's swordsmanship had indeed reached an extremely profound level.

If not for the automatic protection of the Blood Soul Banner, he would have been severely injured by that sword just now.

"Master, this person seems to possess some kind of treasure. Be careful," Lu Qing cautioned softly.

"Mhm," the old doctor nodded slightly.

He had also sensed that when the red light appeared, a sense of dread had welled up in his heart.

It seemed like an extremely evil object, causing one's heart to shudder.

However, because the old doctor had not used his Innate Realm to conceal it, Lu Qing's warning was overheard by the vulture-nosed old man.

The old man narrowed his eyes and stared intently at Lu Qing.

"Kid, you seem to know quite a bit. Earlier, it was you who destroyed the array nodes I painstakingly set up with your arrows, wasn't it? Who exactly are you?"

However, Lu Qing ignored his question and turned to the swordsman instead.

"Senior, Qing'er and Master will hold off these two. Please go and rescue the others from Yun Province first."

"Me? But, young master, why don't you and your master take on these two demons while I go to rescue the others?" The swordsman was taken aback. It wasn't that he looked down on Lu Qing, but the youth was still too young, and their opponents were two powerful cultivators at the Small Success stage of the Innate Realm.

Moreover, the Mo Fox master and disciple had clearly obtained some kind of evil cultivation secret technique, greatly increasing their cultivation.

Even he didn't dare to say that he was a match for them.

"It's alright. They're just a half-crippled Innate Realm cultivator. I can handle them. Senior, please go. As a stranger, if I go to rescue them, the others from Yun Province might not trust me, and it might cause unnecessary complications. It's better for you to go," Lu Qing explained.

The swordsman thought for a moment and realized that Lu Qing made sense.

Chapter: Arrow Art, Seven Stars in a Row!

"It's decided then. Senior, wait for the right opportunity to break through. I'll handle these two with Master Qing'er," Lu Qing interrupted him.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

The eagle-hook-nosed old man on the roof saw that Lu Qing not only ignored his words but also discussed how to break through and rescue others right in front of them, enraging him to the point of laughter.

The black-robed figure beside him was even more furious, trembling with anger.

Lu Qing's words completely dismissed him.

How dare he call him a half-crippled man! It was like slapping him in the face!

He decided that he would personally sever this boy's limbs and teach him what it truly meant to be disabled.

"Senior, get ready to break through!" Lu Qing sensed the agitation in the hearts of the eagle-hook-nosed old man and his companion, and shouted.

He immediately grabbed a long arrow from behind his back and fired seven arrows in quick succession. With a profound trajectory, the arrows connected and flew toward the eagle-hook-nosed old man.

Arrow Art, Seven Stars in a Row! This was an arrow technique Lu Qing had created after comprehending the 'Will' realm.

It was extremely powerful and could be considered one of his strongest arrow techniques.

After collaborating to break the array, the swordsman had complete trust in Lu Qing. Hearing his shout, he immediately dashed toward the tallest building in town.

His spiritual sense, honed in the Innate Realm, had already told him that the sect master and his disciples were there.

"Petty tricks, and do you think you can escape?" The eagle-hook-nosed old man was surprised by the power of Lu Qing's arrows but still looked down on him.

He released a burst of blood-red light from his body, intending to destroy the seven arrows.

At the same time, he pointed his finger, and a beam of blood-red light shot toward the swordsman.

"My arrow technique isn't that easy to break," Lu Qing said with a smile.

With a slight movement of his mind, the seven arrows that were about to be enveloped by the red light suddenly changed their trajectories as if they had a life of their own.

They drew intricate arcs, bypassing the eagle-hook-nosed old man, and headed straight for the black-robed figure.

It turned out that Lu Qing's target wasn't the eagle-hook-nosed old man, who was protected by a magical treasure, but the black-robed figure who had lost an arm and was still recovering his energy.

"What?!" The black-robed figure, who had been standing a few steps behind the eagle-hook-nosed old man, was startled.

He hadn't expected Lu Qing's arrows to bypass his senior brother and come at him instead.

However, he was, after all, a cultivator in the Small Success stage of the Innate Realm.

Even though he was injured, his reaction was still quick.

He waved the long stick in his hand, creating a black light that shielded his entire body.

Amid the black light, the sound of metal clashing rang out as Lu Qing's arrows were knocked away one by one.

However, the black-robed figure had lost an arm, and in his haste, he could only wield the stick with one hand.

Although he deflected six arrows, one arrow penetrated his stick illusion and grazed his shoulder, drawing a string of blood droplets.

Pu!

At the same time, the eagle-hook-nosed old man's blood-red light that was shot toward the swordsman was also destroyed by the old doctor's sword qi.

"Young man, your arrow technique is truly remarkable." Although the swordsman was breaking through, he was also paying attention to the situation behind him.

Seeing Lu Qing injure the black-robed figure, he couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"However, since you cultivate the way of the bow and arrow, your close-quarters combat abilities are lacking. Once the Mo Fox gets close to you, it will still be dangerous. I must rescue them quickly and lend him a hand!"

With determination in his eyes, the swordsman pushed his speed to the limit and rushed toward the tavern.

"Zhen'er, retreat quickly!" Seeing that his senior brother's blood light failed to stop the swordsman, the black-robed figure's face changed, and he shouted loudly, his voice shaking the entire town.

"You've truly angered me, kid." The eagle-hook-nosed old man's face darkened as he felt disrespected by Lu Qing.

"I was originally planning to play with you a little, but now, all of you will die!"

Suddenly, a blood-red banner appeared and expanded in the old man's hand before he slammed it onto the ground.

Dong!

A deep, muffled sound reverberated as thick blood-red light surged from the banner, quickly expanding in all directions and engulfing Lu Qing and his master.

Its speed was so fast that even Lu Qing was taken aback.

"Qing, retreat!" The old doctor shouted and grabbed Lu Qing's shoulder, throwing him backward.

Lu Qing was caught off guard and could only borrow strength to flip his body in the air.

When he landed on the ground, he found that the area in front of him was enveloped by a blood-red light.

The range was vast, spanning a hundred meters.

He stood at the edge of the blood-red light, while his master was already engulfed by it.

"Master!" Lu Qing called out in alarm.

"It's fine. This blood light can't harm me, but you must not come in. This blood light seems to have the ability to confuse the mind and corrupt the physical body. Since you haven't entered the Innate Realm yet and don't have Innate True Qi in your body, it will be difficult for you to resist it.

I'll go out after I finish off this evil demon," the old doctor said calmly from within the blood light.

"Be careful, Master," Lu Qing replied, hearing the determination in his master's voice.

He knew that his master was truly angry this time and would not rest until he slew the eagle-hook-nosed old man.

Fortunately, when the eagle-hook-nosed old man took out the Blood Soul Banner earlier, Lu Qing had used his ability to scrutinize it.

The magical artifact was only a defective product and had not even restored half of its power.

It did not pose a significant threat to his master.

Moreover, his master possessed the Light of Virtue, which was the bane of such evil artifacts.

This blood light would likely be unable to harm him.

Furthermore, Lu Qing wanted to see just how powerful his master could be when he was truly angry.

Usually, his master rarely fought with others.

Even when sparring with Wei Shanhai, he would only test the waters and concede after a couple of moves without ever fighting seriously.

So, even though Lu Qing knew his master's realm and trump cards, he had never witnessed the full extent of his master's strength when he went all out.

"If Master can't win, then I'll step in," Lu Qing thought to himself, his mind lingering on the Qiankun Yiqi (Cosmic Unity) at his waist.

After this period of refinement and absorption of spiritual energy, this ancient spiritual artifact had also regained a fraction of its power.

"How dare you spout such arrogance within my blood light domain! Old man, you want to slay me? Let's see if you have what it takes!" The eagle-hook-nosed old man's voice rang out from within the blood light.

Soon after, powerful fluctuations of energy emanated from within, indicating that the two peerless powerhouses had already engaged in battle.

"Master doesn't seem to be at a disadvantage," Lu Qing sensed for a few breaths, perceiving that his master was not being suppressed. He let out a sigh of relief.

Moreover, he knew that his master still had an ace up his sleeve, and winning this battle should not be difficult.

"Master rarely engages in battles, so let this be a tempering experience for him," Lu Qing thought to himself.

"Kid, so you're not even in the Innate Realm yet!"

"Now that your master is trapped in my senior brother's blood light domain, I want to see who can protect you now!"

Just as these thoughts crossed Lu Qing's mind, a sinister voice sounded from behind him.

He turned around with a smile on his face. "I almost forgot about you, you cripple. However, I'm quite surprised that you didn't launch a sneak attack."

"Kid, you're asking for death!"

The black-robed figure was enraged by Lu Qing's continued ridicule, and the long stick in his hand transformed into a black shadow that swiftly aimed for Lu Qing's chest.

The reason he hadn't launched a sneak attack wasn't out of martial morality but because he was now only a mere ten feet away from Lu Qing.

At such a close distance, Lu Qing's bow and arrow would be unable to display their full power.

Moreover, upon hearing that Lu Qing hadn't entered the Innate Realm yet, he became even more disdainful.

With absolute confidence, he saw no need to resort to underhanded tactics.

He only wanted to use the most cruel means to thoroughly crush this boy who had repeatedly mocked him.

"Bring it on!"

Facing the incoming long stick, Lu Qing let out a light shout. His body sank slightly, and a faint yellow light flickered around him as he fearlessly threw a punch with his empty right hand.

"Has this kid gone mad? How dare he try to block my divine weapon with his bare flesh?"

The black-robed figure was taken aback by Lu Qing's bold move, and a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

But the next moment, his doubt turned into shock.

Boom!

As Lu Qing's fist collided with the tip of the stick, a powerful force erupted, shrouding them in layers of white mist.

The black-robed figure felt an irresistible force transmitted from the stick, causing him to stagger backward continuously.

Even with his Innate Realm cultivation, he couldn't suppress the force, and his grip on the stick was nearly broken.

"How is this possible?!"

After retreating more than ten steps, the black-robed figure finally stabilized his stance. He stared at Lu Qing with disbelief.

(End of Chapter)

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