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Chapter 464: Riding and Wielding the Blade
Chapter 464: Riding and Wielding the Blade
Initially, I only felt that the Hu Family's Yearly Blessing Technique was domineering, but now it seems that the Meng family's Soul Communication Technique is also impressive...
At the same time, Hu Ma led Little Red Tang, who held a brazier in her arms, out into the streets. They witnessed Stone Horse Town enveloped by eerie mist, with mournful cries echoing all around.
The meticulous accounting of the One Coin Sect revealed that the Lantern Festival Fair was well-planned. But now, it seemed to crumble at the slightest touch.
The ten blessings cultivated from evil artifacts were enough to bestow upon an entire city. Yet, when faced with the Meng family's tactics, they lasted only a fleeting moment...
It can only be said that compared to their opponent, the One Coin Sect fell far behind. Their accumulated blessings were easily dispelled by others...
"Little Red Tang, light the brazier!"
Hu Ma stepped out of the house, took a deep breath, and said, "After lighting the brazier, stay by its side and guard it. If the fire goes out, run. Run fast, and if you encounter danger, you can use everything in the basket."
Little Red Tang's eyes lit up at these words, "Everything?"
Hu Ma nodded, "Everything."
Little Red Tang nodded vigorously, "Okay, okay. Make sure the brazier goes out quickly..."
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Hu Ma was momentarily stunned, thinking that he needed to focus on educating the children, or else Little Red Tang might end up like Red Lantern Goddess and Miao Shan Fairy...
He found it amusing, but he strode out of the house and onto the street. Moments ago, the area was bustling with people, but now it was filled with mournful sounds. He heard countless cries and moans, and saw the commoners with pale, defeated faces.
Some, upon seeing a figure emerge, instinctively reached out for help, but Hu Ma walked right past them. He looked up at the sky above the town.
With his divine soul refined and the Dharmakaya cultivated, his senses were keen. Before this, he could only feel the swirling dark Yin wind, making him restless and fearful, but he couldn't pinpoint the problem.
But now, in the night sky shrouded by dark mist, he vaguely saw a towering figure, exuding a sense of decay and gloom. The figure held Four Pillars Incense and slowly bowed towards the town.
The figure circled the town eight times, wearing a long robe and a grass crown, enclosing the town in a ritual.
With each bow, the town's atmosphere grew more unsettling and uncomfortable. The Yin wind blowing through the streets seemed to intensify.
Amidst this pressure, Hu Ma inexplicably felt a surge of excitement.
Since cultivating the Dharmakaya, he hadn't had a chance to fully demonstrate his abilities. Now, his enthusiasm was piqued, and the inherent arrogance of the Great Heavenly General Seal technique made him feel a sense of grandeur.
"Ma Ye, shall we take a stroll?"
He took a deep breath and whispered, his voice barely audible even to those standing beside him.
This was one of his three secret skills related to the seven orifices, the Whispering Gnome.
The other two were White Beam Needle and Malevolent Soul Suppressing, abilities channeled through his eyes and nostrils.
As soon as he spoke, the horse in the stable, which had been listless since the start of the Lantern Festival Fair, suddenly stood up, agitated by the Yin wind. It shook its head and swung its tail, and its ears perked up.
"Whinny!"
It became excited, gathering its strength, and with a mighty jerk of its head, it broke the reins tied to its mouth and the stable post, causing half of the stable to collapse, crushing an innocent donkey and other livestock underneath.
Then, with its hooves flying, it charged out of the inn, disregarding the mournful cries around it, and galloped straight ahead.
Old Abacus sat on the nearby steps, holding a wrinkled little flag, his head bowed. He watched Ma Ye rush out excitedly, seemingly aware of its intentions, and did not stop it.
He sighed helplessly, "What a mess this is..."
"You're running to confront their setup head-on?"
"You should've just endured the slap. If you don't, chaos will ensue..."
"..."
"Thank you!"
Seeing Ma Ye rushing excitedly from the end of the street, Hu Ma took a step and leaped onto its back. With a mouthful of resentment, he was about to charge out of town, but suddenly felt like something was missing in his hand.
With his divine soul's heightened perception, he seemed to hear a call from somewhere within the town.
His heart leaped with joy, and he immediately spurred the horse in that direction.
In the blacksmith's workshop, the Master Blacksmith took advantage of the town's evil energy and diminishing blessings to forge a blade with his life on the line.
Then, using large pliers, he plunged the blade into the prepared Year God's Blood nearby. A wisp of green smoke rose, and the disciples faintly heard a sinister, cruel laugh.
These were all young men in their teens and twenties, strong and robust. They worked daily at the forge, hammering and tempering iron, cultivating a strong physique and a bold spirit.
However, when faced with this evil saber, they were simultaneously terrified, their scalps tingling, and they stumbled backward in fear.
"What a fine saber... What a fine saber..."
The master blacksmith held up the saber, staring at it intently, as if possessed by its malevolent energy. He burst into maniacal laughter, "I've been in this trade for many years, and I've crafted countless fine objects."
"But I don't know why, when forging this saber, it's as if I was bewitched, lost in a trance. These skills don't feel like my own; it's as if someone else borrowed my body to forge this blade."
"This isn't a saber I could have forged, but... it was indeed crafted by my own hands..."
"..."
His words were filled with confusion and chaos, his voice loud with praise, his expression alternating between joy and anger, appearing deranged. In his exclamation, his voice suddenly deepened, "No, no, something's missing..."
"Such a formidable weapon should have an offering to consecrate it, to consecrate the blade..."
"..."
He mumbled, his eyes turning cold and sharp as he looked at his apprentices. The apprentices' faces paled, and they retreated to the edges of the room, fearing their master might rush at them with the saber.
But the master blacksmith didn't charge; instead, he swept his sinister gaze over their faces, seemingly dissatisfied.
As he lowered his head, he caught sight of his reflection in the bucket containing the Year God's Blood. For a moment, his eyes filled with bloodshot lines, and a hint of ruthlessness appeared, along with a look of obsession as if possessed.
The blade, seemingly of its own volition, slowly descended towards his chest.
Just then, the sound of galloping hooves approached from outside the shop, growing louder and louder. Amid the thunderous hoofbeats, a voice shouted, "You sneaky thief, now that it's forged, bring it out quickly!"
"Swish!"
Hearing this, the saber, which was about to land on the master blacksmith's chest, trembled. The blacksmith, acting involuntarily, swung his arm and threw the saber out the window.
Only after the saber flew out the window did he catch his breath. The pliers clattered to the ground, and facing the terrified gazes of the shop workers, he realized what had just happened. He fell to his knees with a thud.
"Slap!"
Riding swiftly on his horse, Hu Ma reached out and grabbed the saber as it flew out of the window.
The saber's body was scorching hot, like burning coal, instantly scorching his palm. But he clenched his hand, gripping the saber tightly, and turned it to face the swirling Yin Wind. He stared intently at the blade.
The saber was three feet seven inches long, specifically designed to sever the three souls and seven spirits. Its blade was six inches and seven parts wide, capable of severing the seven emotions and six desires. Although it lacked a hilt, the grip extended with fine iron, forming a ghost head shape with a gaping ghost mouth, holding a black bone.
This was a formidable saber. Although it was initially a waist saber, it had been transformed into the shape of a ghost head saber, the heaviest and most sinister of its kind. It was heavy and substantial.
Especially with the black bone integrated into the blade and the layers of intricate, eerie patterns on its body, the saber seemed to exude not only malevolence but also an abundance of evil energy, creating a chilling and terrifying aura.
As Hu Ma looked at the saber, he felt as if he were facing a vicious and cruel ghost. The surging malevolent energy seemed to transform into a ferocious ghost, about to rush directly into his face.
"Hmm?"
He frowned slightly, fixing his gaze on the saber.
"Swish!"
The saber seemed to calm down instantly, and the ghostly shadow vanished. Even the malevolent energy on the blade dissipated, and the scorching hot blade became slightly cooler.
In the distance, he seemed to hear a dry, mocking laugh, like a mischievous ghost.
"Let's calm down for a moment; now is the time to unleash this fierce nature!"
Hu Ma frowned, and as he whispered, the saber seemed to come alive. The intricate patterns on its body glowed, and a swirling aura of evil energy enveloped the blade, giving it a hungry and sinister appearance.
This fierce nature was precisely what Hu Ma liked the most. He laughed heartily, lifted the reins, and the horse surged forward, charging out of the town.
Outside the town, tall, dark figures, almost blending into the night, bowed towards the town. Swirling Yin Winds blew in, growing stronger as they moved away from the town, carrying the wails of ghosts and the howls of spirits.
But one man, one saber, and one horse, facing these swirling Yin Winds, became increasingly excited.
The horse's hooves thundered like a storm, and the saber's malevolent energy swirled. Hu Ma, having cultivated the Great Heavenly General Seal, felt a powerful and domineering desire surge within him for the first time. His divine soul stirred, and he roared with madness.
(End of Chapter)
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