CHAPTER 392: CHAPTER 236: CUI FAMILY’S BLOOD DROP

The Cui family smiled and shot a "messenger arrow," intending to use the Li family strategically as their blade.

However, in the end, the "arrow" ended up "hitting" their own people.

"Call them back!" an elder shouted.

Someone reported, "It’s too late, they should be near the place by now."

Several people looked at each other, wondering where things went wrong.

Their faces were all grim, feeling it’s necessary to get to the bottom of it, questioning why they had to take action themselves.

...

The Li family was quite pleased, as the radicals of the Cui family rampaged across the highlands, hunting many demons. Upon hearing the news, they rushed over.

"Honestly, I do hope there’s a grandmaster in Silk Scripture who isn’t dead yet. If the Cui family provokes them, they’d slap them so hard it would cripple their clan for a hundred years!"

Some of the Li family believed that no one could practice Silk Scripture alone, requiring guidance from predecessors.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t be so cautious this time.

"If that young man indeed mastered Silk Scripture on his own, it would be incredible, and we must capture him for study!"

However, their mood soon turned sour.

Ahead, a spirit bird brought news that Li Qingxu, traveling alone and honing himself by slaying demons, likely encountered a formidable enemy. Although a full battle hadn’t begun, a clash of palms earlier painted a grim picture.

At this time, both Xiao Wu and Li Qingxu were slightly questioning life.

They both wondered why everyone they randomly encountered was so outrageous?

In the first clash, Li Qingxu retreated more than a step, which deeply troubled him. Was he going to face two defeats in one day? Moreover, this time it was against a young man using a Wild Technique!

Xiao Wu frowned deeply. Recently, he had collected and thoroughly studied information on those Immortal Seeds and Divine Seeds, finding no trace of this masked person.

He started doubting his own abilities, wondering if he was no match for Brother Ming or those Close Immortal Seeds at the same level?

Encountering a "wild man" should have been like destroying dead wood, yet he only made the opponent retreat a single step!

"I need to reflect and practice twice as hard in the future," Wu Yaizu was extremely dissatisfied with his performance.

As for now, of course, he had to first take down the masked man.

...

Qin Ming swept across his path, reaping significant gains. Occasionally, he would send back some demon heads, asking Jin Xiang to help keep them.

In fact, thanks to the Memory Crystal, losing spoils isn’t a major concern.

Some areas on the highlands are treeless, consisting of knee-high grass meadows.

Qin Ming noticed the spirit birds watching him in the night sky and sensed the approaching malicious intent, suddenly stopping.

The grass rustled violently as four figures arrived, bringing with them a strong wind.

Qin Ming remained calm on the surface, but his heart was unsettled. These were members of the Cui family, familiar though not closely acquainted.

He wondered where he might have exposed his identity.

"Chong He, no, Qin Ming, is that you, little brother?" One of the women approached, surprisingly calling him little brother, as if with deep affection.

Having reached the Second Realm, Qin Ming’s senses were incredibly sharp, especially after the recent spirit resonance, detecting their hidden malice.

Cui Xueying, appearing in her early twenties, had black hair, almond-shaped eyes, and vivid red lips, was renowned for her beauty among the young generation of the Cui family. However, her achievements in cultivation were average, following the path of Esoteric Buddhism and currently in the mid-stage of the Second Realm.

In the past, the two had little interaction.

"Qin Ming, you are considered one of our brothers. Didn’t expect to meet here." A young man spoke, a disciple from the Outer Square Yang Earth with strength in the late stage of the Second Realm.

His name was Cui Chongsheng, a member of the Cui family’s direct lineage, a grandson of the fifth master Cui.

Cui Lao wu had tight control over Qin Ming when he was young, persuading him to persistently practice Silk Scripture, discouraging distractions from training in other skills, blocking all other paths.

Cui Chongsheng was a few years older than Qin Ming and always knew his true origins. Therefore, like his older cousins, he remained indifferent to Cui Chonghe’s substitute even while in the Cui family.

In the meadow, the elder named Cui Changkong was robust and tall, with white hair like beast fur, coarse and untidy. He was taller than ordinary people and bore some demonic features, even having rhinoceros horns growing from his head.

His method involved transformation, becoming an Alien Species from human form.

Qin Ming was extremely wary of him, as he was in the Third Realm, capable of threatening his life.

The last youth was Cui Chongyun, the elder’s grandson, the weakest of the four, currently in the early stage of the Second Realm and an Immortal Path Disciple.

"Everyone, you are..." Qin Ming naturally didn’t admit anything to their face, feigning confusion and stepping back to widen the distance.

In truth, he knew this was pointless. Knowing the Cui family’s nature, once they suspected, they’d rather kill by mistake than let him go.

"Little brother, how can you not acknowledge us? We genuinely consider you family." Cui Xueying sighed, her beautiful eyes blinking.

Such words were nothing more than empty talk; Qin Ming was certain their initial malice was genuine.

"Cousin, you don’t need to avoid us!" Cui Chongsheng said, expressionless as ever when facing Qin Ming, devoid of warmth.

Undoubtedly, they couldn’t confirm if this was indeed Qin Ming, only receiving a confidential report and rushing over.

Just as Qin Ming understood them, mere suspicion was sufficient for them.

The Cui family operates in such an overbearing manner, taking people away first and verifying their identity afterward.

"Everyone, don’t make it difficult for me. I don’t know you," Qin Ming grasped his sword’s hilt, preparing to defend himself.

With a swoosh, except for the weakest Cui Chongyun, the other three surrounded him, blocking his path from three directions.

In fact, in their view, with Cui Changkong here, no matter how defiant this suspected target may be, it wouldn’t cause any storm.

Besides, even if it was Qin Ming, how long had he been cultivating? Not even a year. Cui Chongsheng, at the late stage of the Second Realm, was absolutely confident he could immediately take down the person in front of him.

He indeed was acting so, striking ruthlessly right from the start.

He wielded a spiritual blade, emitting the consciousness spiritual light, slashing forward at high speed.

At such a moment, Qin Ming naturally held nothing back; this concerned his life, and the Cui family harbored ill intentions, treating it as a life-and-death struggle!

With a clash, the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade unsheathed, and in an instant, an extremely brilliant blade light shone, captivating the mind, like a rising sun over the sea, burning fiercely, illuminating the place.

Cui Chongsheng’s spiritual blade was quite extraordinary, engraved with various runes that could magnify the spiritual light. However, in terms of sturdiness, it was no match for the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade.

The spiritual blade broke, cut into two with a single exchange.

Qin Ming unleashed his full power, his body like a demonic shadow, moving silently, as fast as lightning, slashing forward with a dazzling blade glow.

"Ah!" Cui Chongsheng screamed miserably, his right arm falling to the ground.

Just a single exchange, and he, a late-stage Second Realm expert, suffered a severe loss, half of his body covered in blood.

He felt all of this was quite unreal.

He retreated explosively, gazing resentfully at Cui Changkong, feeling scorned that a Third Realm master standing here still resulted in his arm being severed!

Cui Chongsheng was filled with resentment, humiliation, and intense hatred.

Cui Changkong was speechless, wanting to say: Why are you glaring at me? Are you a waste? A late-stage Second Realm, having an arm severed with just one move, is utterly outrageous.

He had been standing still, believing that his presence determined the overall situation, and he really hadn’t expected this result.

Cui Chongsheng, with that kind of gaze cast upon him, felt both hurt and angry.

Cui Xueying retreated, and the furthest Cui Chongyun tensed, all feeling quite dreamlike, knowing better than anyone else about Qin Ming’s foundation.

He hadn’t even been on the Newborn Road for a year; was he a reincarnated deity? Yet he could actually cut down a late-stage Second Realm expert.

Now, they believed it, Qin Ming had truly mastered the Silk Scripture!

Cui Changkong was approaching, each step causing the grassland to tremble slightly, like a colossal creature stepping ferociously.

He spoke: "Quickly reattach the severed arm, it can still heal."

However, when Cui Chongsheng picked up the severed arm from the ground, it suddenly exploded with a puff sound, the remaining Heavenly Light Force inside too overbearing, destroying everything.

Cui Changkong’s face darkened, unable to preserve the limb of his grandchild, his pride somewhat affected.

During this process, he approached unhurriedly, while Qin Ming retreated, the difference in their aura strength apparent at a glance.

Qin Ming felt uncertain, thinking back to each encounter with Third Realm experts in the past, as long as they weren’t injured, he would always suffer significant losses, escaping death narrowly.

"Watch closely," Cui Changkong said, emitting a light akin to jade, half of his body beastified into a rhinoceros, charging fiercely.

In that moment, Qin Ming did not dodge, attacking instead, and as they both approached an inevitable collision, brilliant light suddenly spread in all directions.

Qin Ming’s right hand clung to the broken cloth, in front of it a black meteorite, exerting full effort to activate the Heavenly Light Force, merging the Star Fire Essence, as if a great sun exploded.

For a fleeting moment, he experienced once more that indomitable, all-cutting, night-burning powerful sensation.

Instantly, he consumed greatly, the Heavenly Light and Star Fire Essence merging, like an Immortal Sword unsheathing, piercing the elder’s chest, then flames burned, sending scorched smells wafting.

"Ah..." Cui Changkong screamed miserably, stumbling backward, in a worse state than Cui Chongsheng.

A large hole appeared in his chest, translucent from front to back, pierced through and thoroughly burned by the sword light formed from Heavenly Light mixed with Star Fire Essence.

Half of his heart was gone, a large part of his lung missing, suffering unprecedented severe injuries.

This was an abnormal battle, a momentary confrontation, the Star Fire Essence surged, even a Third Realm early-stage expert couldn’t withstand it.

Cui Chongsheng turned to flee, cursing in his heart: You old fool, a Third Realm master, still not as good as me, getting pierced through the chest right away!

"Hmm?" He felt something wrong, why was he falling? Quickly, he was terrified, his head falling to the ground, his body...collapsed behind.

He had been beheaded, realizing belatedly, caught up and sliced by Qin Ming!

"Ah..." Further away, Cui Chongyun screamed miserably, though he had fled a great distance, he was still doomed, his heart was pierced by an arrow, then a second arrow shredded his head like a watermelon.

Simultaneously, two spirit birds in the night sky also exploded, almost simultaneously shot and killed!

"Grandson!" Cui Changkong cried out, eyes nearly popping from their sockets, watching helplessly as his grandson Cui Chongyun died violently in front of him.

"Don’t worry, you and your grandson will reunite soon!" Qin Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief, unsure if he could kill a Third Realm early-stage expert in a normal fight, but at this point, there was no need to worry.

"Qin Ming, don’t do this..." Cui Xueying retreated, her face pale, heart and soul trembling, she never expected such a disastrous defeat with old masters accompanying.

"Puff!"

Finally, her expression solidified, a bright blade light flashed, red blood splattered, and her head also soared away.