CHAPTER 176: 175. WHY ARE YOU CUTTING YOUR PALM FOR NO REASON? (2/4)

"But all four of us are cultivating close-range Vein Technique."

"Then who can fight remotely?"

"Only Twelve cultivates long-range Vein Technique, and although his Bloodline Three Flames is a Yellow Level Lower Grade Vein Technique, it has reached Perfection, but now he is unable to spare a hand."

"Perfect-level Bloodline Three Flames, didn’t expect Twelve to be so diligent in cultivation. Six, you take over for Twelve and confront the sword-wielding Profound Realm." In a brief moment, Ye San had already come up with a plan and shouted in a deep voice, "Twelve, retreat."

Upon hearing those words, Ye Shier, who was locked in a tough battle with Yu Mo, immediately pulsed his veins. The Vein Qi around him gathered into a mass, and with a wave of Ye Shier’s arm, it all rushed towards Yu Mo. Yu Mo slashed twelve times, with twelve Sword Qi striking at the incoming mass of Vein Qi, but as the Sword Qi entered, it turned to nothing. However, as more Sword Qi came, the defensive ability of the mass of Vein Qi was completely dissipated.

At this moment, Ye Shier quickly retreated, and Ye Liu immediately stepped forward to fill in, wielding his saber to confront Yu Mo.

Ye Liu unleashed the force of a fierce tiger, hacking at Yu Mo seven or eight times in a row, each blow knocking Yu Mo back a step, "Friend, why don’t you let me have some fun?"

"Barbarian Six Sabers!"

Yu Mo’s face stiffened, his brows furrowed as he looked at the newcomer, while he flung his hands to dispel the residual force left by the saber’s momentum.

Ye Liu chuckled and said, "You have a good eye, friend, to recognize my sword technique. But unfortunately, I don’t recognize your nameless swordsmanship."

The words just fell.

Ye Liu’s expression instantly froze.

Because behind him came the sound of a saber breaking, and when he turned around, he saw that his comrade’s Yellow Springs Blood-Drinking Saber had broken into two pieces—the saber had clashed with the rod, and the Jade Fall Yellow Springs Saber, known for its sharpness, was as fragile as wood.

And this distraction allowed Yu Mo’s Sword Qi to come straight at him. In panic, Ye Liu hurriedly wielded his saber to block it, the Sword Qi instantly being neutralized by the saber in his hand, but two lingering Sword Qi struck as if freely at will, slicing into his shoulder and hacking at his arm, and blood immediately started to flow freely.

"Dare to be distracted still!"

Yu Mo shouted with a smile, raising his sword and charging directly at Ye Liu.

Ye Liu’s face instantly turned pale like snow, staring at Yu Mo in shock, saying, "Wandering Swordsmanship, you are Wandering Sword Yu Mo!"

Yu Mo replied with a smile, "Pleasure to meet you, my reputation is slightly bigger than yours."

Ye Liu couldn’t help but curse in his heart.

How could Wandering Sword show up here?

Damn it, facing the famous Wandering Sword from East Lake, he had been too careless.

However, regret was already too late, with too much blood loss, Ye Liu’s retreat had weakened his steps like a sponge.

"Liu! Liu... Twelve, hurry up!" After several futile calls to Ye Liu, Ye San grew angry and immediately instructed Ye Shier to act swiftly, while he raised the saber in his hand to intercept Yu Mo, deflecting the fatal strike aimed at Ye Liu, then pulsed his Meridian Gate and slashed out a saber, entwining in combat with him.

Wandering Sword!

Even if the Gentleman’s Sword, East Lake’s number one sword technique, came now.

He still meant to kill him, to avenge Ye Liu.

At this time, Ye Shier, upon hearing Ye San’s words, nodded, his gaze falling on the scene of Wen Ping fighting with his comrades.

Three Middle Profound Realm experts, each time they used their sword technique, would be sent flying by Wen Ping’s rod. However, when Wen Ping smashed his rod down, they dared not block with the Yellow Springs Blood-Drinking Saber. They all knew the outcome of such a block, the Yellow Springs Blood-Drinking Saber would become like paper, turning its edge at a touch, and with a bit more force it would break apart.

And those who used the sword technique in the Profound Realm, without the saber, were left with only close combat.

Their bodies were much more fragile than the Yellow Springs Blood-Drinking Saber, perhaps that rod would shatter bones on impact.

Seeing this scene, Ye Shier was secretly surprised.

Someone who hasn’t opened the Meridian Gate was able to suppress three Middle Profound Realm experts just by relying on a rod. To say this out loud surely no one would believe it, particularly if it were said that people from Jade Fall Yellow Springs were being beaten like this, it would be even harder to believe.

Indeed, the bounty of 50 White Crystals is no simple matter.

This probe resulted in big problems, not only costing their own side dearly but also making other forces seeing the bounty hesitate like chasing after a shadow.

Swoosh!

Ye Shier raised the Yellow Springs Blood-Drinking Saber, sliced open his palm, then threw away the Jade Fall Yellow Springs Saber and clenched his fist. Blood instantly dyed half of his palm red, dripping continuously, yet Ye Shier paid no mind to admire it. As Ye Shier’s Meridian Gate pulsed, the blue Vein Qi suddenly transformed into blood-red Vein Qi.

The Vein Qi surged and dispersed, causing the bloody scent to completely merge and permeate the air, inhaling a whiff would invoke a heavy heart.

Seeing this, Murong Chi disregarded whether Yang Xi was willing to retreat, grabbed her hand and pulled her away.

"Quick, retreat, this fellow is unleashing a perfect-level Secret Technique, within a hundred-meter radius, nothing will survive!"

Murong Chi felt shocked internally, these people from Jade Fall Yellow Springs are indeed all abnormal, clearly being of Lower Profound Realm, yet cultivating Yellow Level Lower Grade Vein Technique to perfection, and turning it into Secret Technique with their bloodline.

Such skill would rival some of the Middle Profound Realm, right?

Just as Murong Chi retreated, the three Middle Profound fighters tangled with Wen Ping also rushed to withdraw.

Wen Ping noticed and smiled lightly, rising up to give chase, striking one of them from behind with the Fire Rod. A cracking sound was heard, the sound of the spine breaking, and the man’s eyes dimmed like extinguished candles, falling lifelessly to the ground, apparently only capable of exhaling.

Seeing another comrade falling, a retreating person’s step halted, cursing uncontrollably, "Damn it! Why is that rod so wicked!"

Another grabbed him quickly, saying, "Forget it, Twelve is already unleashing Bloodline Three Flames."

"Did the Purity Body train for nothing?" That man cursed viciously in his heart, then stepped and hurriedly retreated.

Bloodline Three Flames, powerful!

But heartless.

They could only retreat, leaving Ye Shier alone to face Wen Ping.

At the moment the two retreated, Ye Shier’s lips curled into a bright smile, "Kid, your weapon ranks among East Lake’s top ten Magical Treasures, but unfortunately, your skill is too weak."

As the words fell, Ye Shier’s hand opened, revealing his blood-dyed palm.

And at this moment, countless crimson flames emerged from the palm, overwhelming Wen Ping like a swarm of bees.

"Unless you can burrow into the ground, or else once tainted by this Bloodline Flame, your blood will ignite like an oil lamp and burn yourself to death."

Accompanied by Ye Shier’s words, Wen Ping looked up at the approaching red flames, "Blood? Really, why use your own blood for such a big move?"

Fire Rod raised!

The dark red Bloodthirsty Pearl flashed with a trace of sinister glow.

Nothing unusual, but as the glow vanished, the surrounding bloody scent and the sky-full red flames were abruptly swallowed into it.

"No!"

Ye Shier’s face showed terror.

His Secret Technique had been devoured by that wooden rod.

Just then, Yang Lele, initially about to retreat, stopped and looked at the Fire Rod with delight, "Look, the Fire Rod swallowed that Secret Technique!"

"Wow, this..."

"The Fire Rod is too strong, isn’t it?"

While Qin Shan and others discussed, Yun Liao spoke from the side, "This should be the Bloodthirsty Pearl, crafted by the Black-hearted Elder, its function is to absorb human blood and nourish itself."

Huan Cheng responded, "Oh right, there’s a Bloodthirsty Pearl on the Fire Rod too. So this friend slicing his hand was really seeking his own doom, wasn’t he?"

Huai Ye couldn’t help but speak softly, "Truly deluded, the Sect Leader even tricked us into believing it was self-made, and now the Bloodthirsty Pearl is showing up."

Yang Xi remarked, "The Sect Leader must have been to the Cyan Cloud Sect, then deceived Xiao Fan."

Amidst everyone’s discussion, Ye Shier and Ye Liu had become mere dried corpses!

The darkened skin wrapped around bones, their mouths agape, unable to close.

Murong Chi stared dumbfounded at this scene, released Yang Xi’s hand, letting her run back.

Upon turning to look at Wen Ping, he finally realized he underestimated this Immortal Sect.

With that so-called Fire Rod, Lower Profound Realm coming was tantamount to suicide.

No wonder the Hundred Sects Alliance would be driven away.

(Originally wanted to use the author’s words to make my warning visible to everyone, but realizing there are friends watching pirated versions, I’ll say this at the end of the Chapter. Remember: never borrow money online. My friend borrowed tens of thousands and couldn’t pay it back, already committed suicide... I just found out today, his ashes were sent back yesterday afternoon...)