[Fantasy Martial Arts] The Legend of the Heavenly Evil (Complete) - Chapter 18

Chapter Nine:

Martial Arts Friendship. Whether it was Ding Shenzhao's "Heavenly Sword and Absolute Blade" or Maitreya's "Emptiness and Selflessness," both were the first moves by which each, relying on their own temperament and aptitude, glimpsed the Dao of Heaven in martial arts and explored their path to becoming masters who would establish their own schools. The pure and unadulterated true energy was so powerful that probably no more than five people in the world could withstand such an attack unscathed. Jun Tianxie's cultivation was not yet sufficient to reach the realm of the strongest, so naturally, he couldn't escape unscathed.

Beneath his outwardly relaxed smile, he forced down a mouthful of blood stuck in his throat, inwardly groaning in agony.

"Damn it! So this is how hard it is to play the hero. You have to swallow your pride and bear the pain. If you two idiots weren't still of use to me, I wouldn't have stepped in as a peacemaker. I wouldn't care if we fought to the death!"

When Ding Shenzhao saw Jun Tianxie suddenly take the two men's killing blows with his own body, he was afraid of hurting his brother, so he was the first to stop his attack and gather his energy. Maitreya had no intention of harming anyone, so he also stopped his attack with Ding Shenzhao. Fortunately, this was the case, so Jun Tianxie didn't have to endure it too much.

Using the "Evil Path Nirvana" technique to regulate his internal organs after the attack, the fierce battle finally came to a halt. He first smiled slightly at Ding Shenzhao, then said to Maitreya,

"Little monk, your martial arts have improved very quickly! My brother here has always been like this; whenever he sees a master, he can't help but want to test his skills. If he has offended anyone, please forgive him for my sake."

Actually, there was no need for him to explain. Maitreya had already realized from the previous battle that his opponent had no intention of killing him, but his attacks were ruthless, forcing him to fight with all his might, otherwise he would have been in danger of being killed.

Even so, this battle was a crucial step in helping him break free from the mental block that had been trapping him since his master's death, and it also gave him a deeper understanding of the "Great Thousand Worlds" staff technique. Maitreya smiled slightly, offering a single palm in greeting, and said to Ding Shenzhao,

"Not at all. In fact, this humble monk should be grateful to this benefactor. He helped this humble monk break free from delusion, rediscover himself, and gave this humble monk a chance for rebirth. His merit is immeasurable."

"Getting beaten and still thanking someone? What's wrong with this little monk?"

Jun Tianxie blinked a few times, puzzled. Ding Shenzhao, standing behind him, suddenly spoke up,

"I also want to thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Jun Tianxie turned to look at him.

Ding Shenzhao said, "Just now, during my fierce battle with him, it was you who used 'Sound Transmission to Secretly Reveal' to expose the essence of my staff technique, allowing me to think of a way to counter it in time. Of course, I should thank you."

Jun Tianxie inwardly groaned, "So honest! Brother, gratitude should be kept in your heart. Aren't you just exposing my secrets?" Sure

enough, Maitreya was moved upon hearing this and said, "Benefactor Jun, are you also familiar with the 'Great Thousand Worlds Staff'?" "

Having no other choice, Jun Tianxie changed the subject, saying, 'Eh! Little monk, I don't think I've ever told you my name. How do you know my surname is Jun?'

Maitreya, being kind and pure by nature, answered without suspicion, 'This humble monk once asked Senior Sister Jun about the identity of my savior. As soon as I mentioned your age and appearance, Senior Sister Jun told me that person must be you, Benefactor Jun.'

Jun Tianxie frowned and said, 'The Senior Sister Jun you're talking about, is it Phoenix Jun Tianjiao?'

Maitreya said happily, 'That's right! Benefactor Jun and Senior Sister Jun are indeed old acquaintances?'

Jun Tianxie smiled bitterly, 'Old acquaintances...we were family five hundred years ago.'

'Little monk! What are you doing?'

A charming yet somewhat unreasonable voice approached from afar. Maitreya and Jun Tianxie both changed color upon hearing this voice. Maitreya, in particular, turned ashen-faced and said, '

Amitabha!'" "The female demon is here again..."

Jun Tianxie understood the implication. He thought to himself that Maitreya must have suffered greatly at the hands of future generations. As someone living under someone else's roof, he naturally couldn't argue with this spoiled and unruly little devil. So, upon hearing her voice, he was like a mouse seeing a cat.

While the three were thinking different things, the owner of the voice had already rushed to within sight. As Jun Tianxie had expected, her identity was indeed Sun Chuqian, one of the "Four Beauties," also known as "Female Arrow." Only she could make the cunning "evil star" want to avoid her.

Sun Chuqian's voice arrived before her, her small stature belying her loud voice:

"I heard the fighting from far away, so I rushed over to see what you were doing here... Hey! Aren't you...?"

Jun Tianxie grinned at her and said, "Little Sister Sun, long time no see."

Sun Chuqian's eyes widened, and she stomped her foot angrily, "Who's your 'little sister' now? You glib little devil! " Jun Tianxie spread his hands and said, "

So, Sister Sun still remembers our passionate kiss under the moonlit flowers. Otherwise, how could you remember so clearly whether my tongue was dry or smooth?"

Although the form of address had changed, Jun Tianxie's words only made Sun Chuqian even angrier, like a Tyrannosaurus Rex whose tail had been grabbed, almost spitting fire from its mouth.

"You brat! I'm going to kill you! This time, I'll definitely kill you!" "

Sun Chuqian jumped up and down, pointing her finger at Jun Tianxie's nose and cursing. Her finger almost poked the latter's nose, but she made a serious mistake. Jun Tianxie had a bodyguard who wouldn't tolerate any hostility. Anyone who wanted to harm his brother would be eliminated first, regardless of gender.

Ding Shenzhao took a step to the side without any warning. His sharp and piercing killing intent, as if from the depths of hell, emanated from him without reservation and surged towards Sun Chuqian. The latter immediately felt as if she were naked and exposed to the cold winter wind, and the surrounding air had all turned into sharp needles pressing towards her center. She couldn't help but shiver."

The title "Tearful Killer" wasn't earned for nothing. Under the deliberate cultivation of drug illusions by Ye Meixie and Lou Xueyi, Ding Shenzhao's killing intent was almost on par with the third-ranked killer in the world. Even after his memories returned, his body still "remembered" this instinct. He hadn't used it before because he had no intention of killing Maitreya, but anyone who offended Jun Tianxie would be unleashed with this deadly weapon.

Caught off guard, Sun Chuqian's mental defenses were invaded by Ding Shenzhao's almost tangible killing intent. With her low internal strength, she was immediately at a complete disadvantage, her life hanging in the balance. If this situation continued, even if Ding Shenzhao spared her, Sun Chuqian would never be able to fight anyone again.

Maitreya was also greatly surprised, realizing that Ding Shenzhao hadn't used his true strength when they fought earlier. However, he couldn't stand by and watch her die. Gritting his teeth, he was about to block Sun Chuqian with his staff when he heard Jun Tianxie say calmly,

"Let it go!" "Shenzhao, don't bother with this little girl."

What he didn't say was, "If you kill her, Sister Tianjiao will definitely come after me, so spare her for now."

Ding Shenzhao didn't utter a word, but his murderous aura vanished instantly like a gentle breeze, demonstrating his mastery of control. With

the murderous aura gone, Sun Chuqian felt a huge weight lifted from her shoulders, but her legs went weak, and she almost collapsed to the ground. She wanted to throw a tantrum, but she was utterly exhausted, as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. She felt both distressed and heartbroken, and finally couldn't help but cry.

"Waaah~ You all bullied me! I'm going to tell Sister Tianjiao!" The so-called "

first cry, second tantrum, third threaten suicide" tactic would normally only work on Ding Shenzhao or Maitreya, but it would be completely useless against someone as hard-hearted as Jun Tianxie. Unfortunately, Sun Tianjiao was crying and wailing at one of the women he feared most... well, the woman he least wanted to "offend," so he had no choice but to step forward, pull out a handkerchief from his pocket, and say in a tone of unexpected gentleness:

“Miss Sun, don’t be angry. No one here is bullying you. Come on! Stop crying and wipe your tears.”

Sun Chuqian seemed not to hear her, only covering her face with her hands and wailing,

“No! You’re all bullying me! You’re all bullying me! I’m going to tell Sister Tianjiao!”

Jun Tianxie couldn’t help but sigh. Indeed, it’s difficult to deal with petty people and women. He originally wanted to pass this hot potato to the instigator, but then he thought that this was tantamount to throwing a rabbit in front of a lion, so he had no choice but to patiently comfort her,

“Don’t be sad anymore. As long as you stop crying, I’ll agree to anything you want.”

This trick worked. Sun Chuqian seemed to stop sobbing slightly, and hesitated before saying:

"You...you mean it? You really will listen to whatever I say...?"

Jun Tianxie, displaying his ability to swear oaths, patted his chest and said, "Of course! I always keep my word. Sister Sun, just tell me what you need! I'll do it for you perfectly."

Sun Chuqian's mouth, hidden under her ten slender fingers, made a low voice and said,

"Then come closer..."

Jun Tianxie thought to himself that little girls are just little girls, they like to play this kind of pretend game of passing the buck. But as long as he could make Sun Chuqian stop crying and laugh, what did it matter if he played this little game with her? So he did as she said and came closer. Maitreya, watching this scene from the side, twitched his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

"Young Miss, what do you want me to do for you?"

The two were now so close they could feel each other's breath. With every word Sun Chuqian spoke, waves of hot breath reached Jun Tianxie's ears, a tingling, fragrant breeze washing over him. Even knowing she only loved women, he couldn't help but feel a flutter in his heart.

"I want it~"

"Hmm? I'm listening."

"Go to hell—!"

A sudden, sharp cry, followed by a solid punch to his eye socket, sent him flying backward, seeing stars and unable to see anything.

Ding Shenzhao was shocked. Forgetting about avenging his brother, he rushed forward to check Jun Tianxie's injuries. At the same time, he

angrily scolded Sun Chuqian: "You old hag! Tianxie was trying to comfort you, and you actually hit him!"

Seeing this, Maitreya just closed his eyes and seemed to mutter something like, "Amitabha, this little monk was right..." It seems that he had suffered from Sun Chuqian's "Tearful Fist" move.

Sun Chuqian lowered her hands from her face, revealing no trace of tears on her pretty face. Instead, she giggled mischievously,

"You were the ones who provoked me first! One punch from me is just a small punishment. That punch from me was already showing mercy; he's lucky he didn't knock out his front teeth!"

Ding Shenzhao, furious, cried out, "Grandma..." Just as he was about to punish the brat, Jun Tianxie covered his face with one hand and waved it in front of him with the other, saying,

"Forget it! Shenzhao, Sister Sun is right. We were in the wrong first, so we deserved that punch."

"But she actually dared to hit you..."

Ding Shenzhao still wanted to seek justice for Jun Tianxie, but when he saw the latter's face, which was hidden under her palm, constantly winking and making hints to him, he suddenly realized that with Jun Tianxie's sharp mind, how could he not be able to tell whether the little girl was really crying or not? He was just deliberately taking the punch so that Sun Chuqian could vent her anger and put on a show of suffering.

Ding Shenzhao truly couldn't understand why Jun Tianxie would tolerate this spoiled brat so much. However, he was already used to following the latter's lead, so he didn't press the matter further. He sheathed his sword and said,

"Since you've said that, then let's just forget about it."

Sun Chuqian made a face and stuck out her tongue, saying, "Surprised? It'd better continue fighting. I'll definitely show you my other tricks and make sure you're thrown into chaos."

Although Ding Shenzhao was still young, his upbringing and subsequent misfortunes had worn away all his arrogance. Since he had decided not to argue with her, he wasn't angered at all. He simply examined Jun Tianxie's face and saw that he was indeed unharmed. He knew that Jun Tianxie had already used "Evil Nirvana" to protect himself, and that Sun Chuqian's punch couldn't hurt him at all. Only then did he feel relieved.

When Sun Chuqian saw that Ding Shenzhao ignored her, she was about to get angry, but when she remembered the murderous aura he had exuded just now, she trembled with lingering fear. The words of cursing stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

Jun Tianxie peeked through his fingers and saw Sun Chuqian's reaction. He thought to himself,

"Ha! The wicked need the wicked to torment them. Now I've found a way to deal with you, little girl, just you wait! I'll get my revenge for that punch you gave me, tenfold!"

Jun Tianxie didn't dare lower his hand too quickly, lest Sun Chuqian see that he was unharmed and realize it was just an act, and might stir up trouble again. He pretended to

groan and cry out in pain, "Miss Sun, I've already hit you. If you've calmed down, can we go and do our business?"

Sun Chuqian snorted, "You're obviously not a good person. What business could you possibly have in our courtyard?"

Jun Tianxie knew she held a deep grudge against him, so he didn't argue with this brat. He simply turned to Maitreya beside him and said:

“Then please trouble the little monk to inform them that Jun Tianxie and his brother wish to see Senior Sister Jun Tianjiao.”

Upon hearing that Jun Tianxie wanted to see her “beloved,” Sun Chuqian put her hands on her slender waist and puffed out her cheeks, saying angrily,

“He’s not from this academy, why should he introduce you to Sister Tianjiao?”

Jun Tianxie wanted to hear exactly that, and readily agreed, “So Miss Sun is willing to inform them for us?”

Sun Chuqian was taken aback, and then said without thinking, “Don’t dream! I will not let Sister Tianjiao see you.”

Although Jun Tianjiao had once “explained” her, Sun Chuqian, with her innate intuition, still vaguely sensed that there must be a mysterious relationship between Jun Tianjiao and the young man before her. She disliked the feeling that Jun Tianjiao was keeping something from her, which also affected her initial dislike for Jun Tianxie.

Jun Tianxie shrugged and said, "Grandma just needs to inform Senior Sister Jun, and whether she sees us or not is up to her."

Sun Chuqian shook her head almost hysterically and shouted, "I said I won't see you! If you keep lingering, I'll have someone kick you out!"

"Since Grandma has said so..." Jun Tianxie paused, then turned to Ding Shenzhao and said, "Then there's nothing we can do, let's go!"

Even when Maitreya and Sun Chuqian thought Jun Tianxie would turn hostile and attack, he suddenly backed down, contrary to his usual behavior. This unexpected move made Maitreya secretly pray that the war had not started; Sun Chuqian was surprised and uncertain, while Ding Shenzhao never questioned Jun Tianxie's decisions.

Jun Tianxie grinned at Maitreya and said, "Goodbye, little monk. I'll come see you again another day. I wish you continued success in your martial arts training and that you avenge your master soon."

Maitreya bowed and said, "Please take care, both of you. Have a safe journey."

Jun Tianxie waved his hand and said, "Goodbye, little sister Sun. I hope you can be a little gentler next time you see me!"

Sun Chuqian stomped her foot and retorted, "I'm not your sister! And whether I'm gentle or not is none of your business!"

Jun Tianxie laughed and said, "Then do as you please!" After saying that, he really left, while Ding Shenzhao followed closely behind him, like the most loyal pet.

Maitreya watched the two figures leave with regret and reluctance, and after a long while, he seemed to wake up from a dream and said, "Oh no! I forgot to ask the other benefactor's name!"

Sun Chuqian glared at him, seemingly blaming him for his lack of knowledge, and said, "Who else could be inseparable from this kid besides 'Sword and Saber' Ding Shenzhao? You only know how to practice martial arts in the courtyard all day, and you know nothing about the affairs of the martial world. That won't do."

Maitreya was very obedient to this "Junior Sister," and upon hearing this, he quickly said, "Senior Sister Sun is right. I will pay more attention in the future." "It's pitiful that Maitreya, the next head of the 'Zen Sect,' is bowing and scraping before a little girl.

" Sun Chuqian suddenly frowned and said, "However, Ding Shenzhao disappeared for a period of time, and then a 'Tearful Star' appeared in the martial arts world who specializes in harming righteous people. He is also skilled with swords and knives, and is ruthless and leaves no survivors. He has become an enemy of the righteous path. Ding Shenzhao is believed to be closely related to this star, or even to be him... Now he has swaggered into our 'Martial Arts Academy.' Shouldn't we report this to the 'Hall of Deliberation' of the righteous path alliance and ask them to investigate...?"

Maitreya had a good impression of Jun Tianxie and Ding Shenzhao. Hearing Sun Chuqian say this, he couldn't help but chime in,

"I don't think Benefactor Jun and Benefactor Ding are bad people. Maybe the 'Tearful Star' is someone else." "

Maitreya's words determined the course of events. Sun Chuqian rolled her eyes at him and snorted,

'You say it doesn't seem like it, but are you a fortune teller? Or the Jade Emperor? In my opinion, those two are not only bad people, but really bad people! That guy surnamed Ding is definitely 'Tearful Star of Evil' himself; that little devil surnamed Jun has a weasel-like face and is obviously a member of the Demonic Sect. Isn't 'King of Hell' Jun Nitian also surnamed Jun? This kid must be a descendant of Old Demon Jun, no doubt about it!'

A woman's intuition can be incredibly powerful. Sun Chuqian, completely unaware that she had uncovered a secret of the martial arts world, continued to follow her preordained path. Thinking of the ambiguous relationship between Jun Tianxie and Sister Tianjiao, and Ding Shenzhao's ferocious appearance as he drew his sword to kill her, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. Looking at her reflection, her eyes shone brightly, like a female Zhuge Liang, and she said,

'This young lady is a genius. How could these evil and heretical methods of concealment escape my discerning eyes?'" "I must report this matter to the seven elders in the 'Hall of Deliberation' and expose this colossal conspiracy!"

Maitreya was already speechless with shock at Sun Chuqian's bold speculation, staring at her for a long time without uttering a word.

As if remembering his presence, Sun Chuqian turned her head and glared fiercely at Maitreya, threateningly saying,

"You are absolutely not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today, especially not to Senior Sister Jun! Understand?"

Maitreya stammered, "I...I understand..."

Sun Chuqian nodded in satisfaction and said, "You're smart enough to know what's good for you." At this

moment, Sun Chuqian was unaware that the decision she made today would one day unleash a brutal and bloody massacre in the martial arts world, one that even she herself would not escape. This was something no one could have foreseen.

Chapter Ten: The Battle of Asuras .

Outside the red-lacquered gate stood a pair of stone lions, their imposing and solemn appearances bearing the marks of time. Enduring wind and sun year after year, they faithfully fulfilled their duty of guarding the gate, witnessing countless changes of time and the shifting of stars. The stone lions remained silent. Alone, he guards this corner of the world.

The headquarters of the "Shura Hall," one of the elite factions of the White Path Alliance, hides an impenetrable defense beneath its magnificent mansion. The eighty-one hidden sentry posts, personally arranged by "Dark Shura" Dugu Suiyu, are known as the "Nine Void Shura Realm," enough to kill any enemy who dares to invade the "Shura Hall" more than nine times over. Apart from another peerless assassin on par with him—Yi Shuihan, one of the Nine Extraordinary People—no one has ever successfully broken in.

"When the Shura strikes, the demons retreat!" "The title of 'Dark Asura' is the highest praise bestowed upon Dugu Suiyu by those in the righteous path for upholding the 'Path of Light' in killing. The 'Dark Asura' and the 'Asura Hall' he founded are like a divine weapon in the hands of the righteous alliance, protecting the last glimmer of justice.

However, fame brings its own set of burdens. For the sake of the plaque 'Number One Assassin Under Heaven,' these two masters, 'Dark Asura' and 'Assassin,' each holding their own territory, will inevitably have to determine who is superior and who will live or die!

For the 'Wilderness Dragon Path' agreement three months later, Dugu Suiyu even put aside the shame of his wife being taken away, secluded himself for three months, focusing entirely on preparing for the upcoming decisive battle. This shows the immense significance of this battle to him; he cannot afford to lose.

In the almost completely dark training room, one can vaguely see 'Dark Asura' Dugu Suiyu and four..." Zhou's figure was almost one with the darkness, except for a few points of light shimmering from the golden spider on his chest; the small room was almost entirely dark.

Dugu Suiyu had always preferred darkness; only in darkness could he think quietly. He

had been in seclusion for ten days, neither eating nor drinking, and for the first time in ten days, he made his first move. He slowly raised his left hand, channeling his energy into the edge of his palm until a pale golden light appeared there. With a slash, the blade energy of the "Asura Blade" cleaved through the air, both intangible and tangible, shooting into the boundless darkness. Not long after, a soft explosion rang out, like someone lighting a candle. One could see that the steel-plated wall of the room had been struck by Dugu Suiyu's palm strike, leaving a three-foot-long crack!

"Very good… the 'Asura Blade' has reached the twelfth level of the Heavenly Realm. Even against King Yan's 'Peerless Demon Blade,' I believe it has the power to fight." Dugu

Suiyu slowly straightened up in the darkness, feeling his spirit complete and serene, devoid of any form. His recent days of secluded cultivation had elevated his power to a higher level, and now it was time to test his strength.

He casually unleashed a palm strike; his five fingers, seemingly capable of encompassing the universe, contained a fierce and surging killing intent, as omnipresent as a desert sandstorm—one of his signature techniques, "Asura Annihilation Brand." Halfway through the palm strike, his body simultaneously sank, unleashing a series of rapid kicks like a whirlwind sweeping away fallen leaves. If an enemy were present, these kicks would target vital points, transforming from a frontal palm strike into a downward sweeping leg—a rapid, unpredictable, and difficult-to-defend change, truly worthy of the renowned Asura killing technique.

Suddenly, he leaped up headfirst, his hands cupped, sending out an incomparably powerful burst of energy, yet he landed ahead of it, catching it squarely in the face with a deafening "Boom!" With a muffled thud, having withstood ninety percent of his power in a direct hit—specifically, to his face, the most vulnerable part of the human body—he remained unharmed. The "Asura Undying Body," hailed as the pinnacle of hard martial arts, truly lived up to its name!

Dugu Suiyu closed his eyes again, mentally rehearsing each move, the force, speed, and positioning—were there any flaws? ... After a long, long time, a satisfied smile appeared on his refined and handsome face.

"Very good! When the three-month battle is over, Yi Shuihan will undoubtedly be defeated."

"Unfortunately, you will never have the chance to keep your promise."

Dugu Suiyu's body trembled, his gaze sweeping towards the source of the voice in the darkness. He couldn't believe that someone could actually pass through the final nine layers of the "Nine Void Asura Realm's" killing mechanism, and even sneak into this training room undetected.

"Who is it!"

"The one who will kill you." As soon as the four words

were uttered, a young man dressed in a fur coat emerged from the darkness. His striking red hair was glaringly bright, and half of his bangs covered his left eye. A cold, mocking smile played at the corner of his mouth. Dugu Suiyu could sense a subtle, chilling aura emanating from the man, no less than his own.

This man was definitely the most powerful expert he had ever encountered—no! He should be called a super assassin!

Dugu Suiyu gazed at the red-haired youth in the darkness and said in a deep voice, "Your ability to enter this place already places you among the most powerful in the world." "A master among masters, yet with such skill, he willingly becomes a lackey. This makes me, the master of this hall, feel deeply sorry for my character..."

Upon hearing Dugu Suiyu's words, a few red lights flickered in the red eyes of the red-haired youth. The latter, unaware of the glint in Dugu Suiyu's eyes, recalled his own youthful days as a martial artist training in the wasteland, witnessing wild wolves hunting their prey, their eyes flashing with the same light. A chill crept into his heart; he had never felt this way since achieving fame, and this added a layer of wariness to the youth before him.

"So that's how it is. You thought I was sent by Yi Shuihan..." the red-haired youth spoke, his expression nonchalant, almost like a muttered monologue.

"Don't worry, after I kill you, he'll be next. I won't show favoritism."

Dugu Suiyu finally showed a moved expression upon hearing this. The other party wasn't actually sent by "Assassin" Yi Shuihan to weaken him before the final battle. He wondered which organization could train such an outstanding but unknown first-rate assassin.

As if reading Dugu Suiyu's question, the red-haired youth said calmly:

"As a 'Shikigami' of the Asura Path, one of the 'Six Paths,' I, Rakshasa, will not allow anyone else in the world to misuse the name of Asura. There can only be one Asura in the martial world, so you—'Dark Asura' Dugu Suiyu—must disappear." Dugu Suiyu's body trembled. Even though he had cultivated the "

Ice Heart Technique" to a state of perfection, unmoved by the changing winds and the heavens, his expression turned deathly pale when he heard the red-haired youth utter the words "Six Paths Realm." He seemed about to collapse to the sky, and asked in a hoarse voice,

"You...you are one of the 'Six Paths Realm,' a 'Shikigami' of the 'Asura Path'...?"

The youth who called himself Rakshasa did not answer this time, but only nodded slightly.

"The 'Six Paths Realm' still exists in the human world?"

Rakshasa sneered, "As long as the chaos in the human world continues, the Pure Land of the Six Paths will not disappear."

Dugu Suiyu gritted his teeth and said, "What Pure Land? It's nothing but a group of arrogant, conceited, and insane heretics!"

Rakshasa shook his head and said, "Ignorant mortals, how can you understand my Pure Land Holy Path? 'Those who follow different paths cannot make plans together!' You should be reborn as a human in your next life and then come back to understand the essence of my Holy Teaching." Dugu

Suiyu's heart skipped a beat. In ancient legends, if someone from the Six Paths Realm uttered the seven words "Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together," it was undoubtedly a death sentence. It symbolized that the masters of the Six Paths would stop at nothing to take your life. These two death pronouncements had never failed, and they were the greatest nightmare the Six Paths Realm had ever brought to the world! Unexpectedly, more than three hundred years later, the masters of the Six Paths Reincarnation had reappeared in the world.

Dugu Suiyu was, after all, one of the top masters of the righteous path. Knowing that a fierce battle was imminent, he took a deep breath, his mind entering a state of clarity where he was willing to risk his life, and said in a deep voice:

"To be chosen by the masters of the Six Paths Reincarnation as the first person to reappear in the world, I already feel very honored. It's just a pity that the Six Paths Shikigami will be missing one of them from today onwards, which is a pity."

Rakshasa said: "You don't have that ability yet."

"Then we'll know who's better after we fight. " The

two locked eyes, and in an instant, their killing intent intertwined, indistinguishable from one another. A battle between two demons was inevitable!

After leaving the Martial Arts Academy, Jun Tianxie and Ding Shenzhao walked along the road, but the former seemed not to have thought about their next destination, enjoying the scenery, birds, and flowers along the way, quite carefree. It wasn't

until Jun Tianxie smelled the scentless wildflowers by the roadside for the seventy-first time that Ding Shenzhao finally couldn't help but speak up: "Tianxie!"

Jun Tianxie hummed in response.

Since he had already spoken, Ding Shenzhao simply went ahead and said bluntly,

"Didn't you say you were going to the Martial Arts Academy to find help to deal with 'Sword Marquis' Lou Xueyi and to help me reclaim the Jade Ring? But what are you doing now...?"

Jun Tianxie tilted his head, raised an index finger, and pointed it at him.

"Don't worry, the time is not yet right. When the time comes, the help will naturally appear before us."

Ding Shenzhao frowned and said, "When exactly will we have to wait? You know, if I can't retrieve the Jiecao Xianhuan (a magical sword), I can't go see my ancestor waiting for me in the Tree Sea." Jun

Tianxie shrugged, still in his nonchalant tone, and said, "Trust me! Brother, when have I ever done anything to harm you? Be patient, I guarantee my helpers will arrive in the blink of an eye. Then everything will fall into place, and the White-faced Monkey will be in big trouble."

Ding Shenzhao was speechless. Although he had unconditional and absolute trust in Jun Tianxie, the Jiecao Sword and Xianhuan Knife were like a part of his own body and soul. He would feel uneasy if he couldn't regain them. However, Jun Tianxie's indifferent yet self-assured attitude forced him to suppress his anxiety and wait idly.

Jun Tianxie, of course, knew Ding Shenzhao's anxiety, but for some selfish reason, he didn't want the latter to retrieve his ancestral weapon too soon and meet Ding Chenyi in the "Uncharted Tree Sea." The real reason, however, was something he was unwilling to admit or face…

Looking at Ding Shenzhao's dejected expression, Jun Tianxie coughed a few times, just about to find some words to comfort him, when suddenly the sound of hooves came from the road. A carriage pulled up beside them, and the driver shouted, stopping the carriage in front of them.

A deep, cunning glint flashed in Jun Tianxie's eyes. Judging from the carriage's approach, it was clearly coming for them, but who knew their whereabouts? Was the person inside targeting him or Ding Shenzhao?

Inside "Tian'an City," on the bustling main street, a young man tiptoed, deliberately avoiding crowded areas, as if he were going to do something wicked, sneaking into a narrow alley.

"Yan Niang! Yan Niang! I'm here, open the door quickly!"

The young master arrived at a back door in the narrow alley, knocking on the wooden handle and calling out in a low voice, his dark-circled eyes filled with urgency. "

Coming! Look how impatient you are!"

A coquettish voice rang out from behind the door, which opened a crack, revealing a mature and beautiful woman with naturally stunning features. A hint of allure emanated from her every gesture, yet she seemed strangely familiar. She was none other than Bai Suyan, the second wife of "Dark Asura" Dugu Suiyu, the former leader of the "Asura Hall," who had later cheated on him with "Leaving Sword" Chu Tianya, giving the top assassin of the righteous path a huge cuckold's horns! Upon

seeing Bai Suyan, the young master pounced on her like a hungry tiger, pulling her into his arms and lewdly saying,

"My dearest Yanniang! I've finally seen you again! Do you know how much I've missed you!" Bai

Suyan was held in the young man's arms, giggling and wriggling. Her struggles were only token, and she said with a charming smile,

"Look at how you talk, all you do is flatter me. If you were really worried about me, why haven't you come to see me these past few days?"

The young man smiled obsequiously, "Yan Niang is angry, isn't it because your deadbeat husband is too skilled in martial arts? I'm afraid if he finds out about our relationship, it'll be terrible. By the way! Are you sure he's really not gone?" Bai

Suyan's eyes flashed with charm, and she sneered disdainfully, "Don't mention that deadbeat! Ever since I've been with him, I haven't had a few days of good food and sleep. Back when I was in the brothel, I ate and drank like royalty every day, living such a rich and comfortable life. Now I have to suffer with this poor wretch, and even my skills in bed are second-rate. I really don't know why I suffered in the first place." The

young master, embracing Bai Suyan's mature and voluptuous body, his hands already roaming restlessly, chuckled and said,

"But it is because of Luo Up that I have the opportunity to kiss your beauty, Yan Niang! Do you know that when I saw you in the Shura Hall, my soul no longer belonged to myself, but was destined to be your slave for life!"

Bai Suyan rolled her eyes at him and said, "You still dare to talk! Back then, your thieving eyes were like those of a flower thief, fixed on me. If it weren't for the relationship between your Yu family and the White Path Alliance, my assassin husband would have already given you a 'Shura Blade'!"

The young master laughed and said, "To die under the peony flower is to die romantically, and besides, if it weren't for Heaven's mercy on my infatuation with you, how could I have met you again in 'Tian'an City' and finally fulfilled my long-cherished wish!"

“It’s because of your skill in clinging to people that I had no choice but to give in to you… Oh! What are you doing? Don’t do it here, someone will see us…”

The young man had already lifted Bai Suyan’s top, revealing a pair of full, white breasts, and chuckled lewdly:

“Good girl! I really can’t wait any longer, just consider it a good deed and grant my wish.”

Bai Suyan’s cheeks burned as she asked: “Here?”

She was naturally lewd and didn’t actually mind the young man having sex with her in the backyard, but she asked this question out of modesty.

The young man said impatiently, "What does it matter? Anyway, your cuckolded husband won't be back anytime soon, and this backyard is so quiet, no one will hear you no matter how much you call... Besides, I know you actually like it, am I right? You little slut!"

Bai Suyan retorted, "What did you say? Who's a slut? I'll give you a couple of slaps... Oh... Ah! What are you doing with your hands?"

A lewd symphony was boldly playing out in the backyard, the two lost in the throes of lust, unaware of a pair of bloodshot eyes lurking in the shadows.

"Oh... My dear husband... You're making me feel so good... Harder... Harder... Ah! You've reached my uterus..."

The person in the shadows saw the two's lewd and shameful acts, his body trembling with excitement, his eyes bloodshot, his gums bleeding from being bitten so hard, yet he remained oblivious.

What should he do? Show himself and kill this adulterous couple? But wasn't this the outcome he already knew? From the very first moment he saw her, he should have known that a substitute is just a substitute, satisfying lust but unable to fill the void in one's soul.

He and Bai Suyan were fundamentally different people from the start. To believe the other was the reincarnation of his deceased wife was purely wishful thinking on his part.

The time he spent with Bai Suyan was like a fleeting dream; now the dream was over, and it was time to face the harsh reality.

In the shadows, he cautiously retreated towards the front door, taking one last look at this "home" that had given him both happiness and pain, before fleeing without hesitation towards the city's exit.

A man who had lost everything, now like his rival in love, had transformed into a demon, about to embark on his final battle! Chapter 1

of Volume 8 : A Wolf's Ambition . His hair, as red as stiff clots of blood, exuded a chilling, unapproachable aura . His icy right eye, slightly raised, swept across the room, seemingly freezing time and space. His killing intent seeped into every vein and limb like the chill of the room. For the first time in his life, "Dark Asura" Dugu Suiyu was horrified to discover that there were opponents he couldn't fully understand. For a good assassin, "preemptive strike" is paramount. Finding the opponent's weakness, then using one's own strength in conjunction with calculations of timing and location, creates a fatal blow. After the strike, whether successful or not, one has already fled a thousand miles away, escaping unscathed. This is the highest level of an assassin. Dugu Suiyu understood these principles. His "Observation of the Subtle" technique was something he considered second to none in the martial world; perhaps only Yi Shuihan dared to claim second place. However, this unparalleled "Insightful Eye" was utterly ineffective against the Rakshasa, a "shikigami" from the Asura Path, one of the Six Paths of Rebirth. The Rakshasa stood motionless, its face bowed, its disheveled, blood-red hair obscuring most of its features, like a withered tree trunk or a pile of dead ashes, devoid of any life or flaw. Dugu Suiyu knew he had finally met his match, a Asura killing god even surpassing the "assassin" Yi Shuihan! Realizing this, an uncontrollable excitement rose from the depths of Dugu Suiyu's heart. How long had it been? He hadn't felt this thrill of teetering on the edge of death, this fear of bloodshed! He never imagined that anyone besides Yi Shuihan could give him this feeling. A worthy opponent, a match made in heaven—this was undoubtedly the greatest joy for a martial artist! Dugu Suiyu was an assassin, but also a martial artist who revered the Dao, a fact evident in his unwavering adherence to the "Path of Light in Killing." Dugu Suiyu suddenly took a step forward. Since he couldn't discern his enemy's weakness, he would create one for them! Dugu Suiyu believed that with his self-created "Asura Undying Body," ranking among the top three hard martial arts in the world, he could withstand a hundred attacks from powerful figures like "Yan Huang" Jun Nitian without dying. And if he survived, it would be his opponent's turn to die! With Dugu Suiyu's movement, the Rakshasa he was facing immediately reacted, its right eye flashing with a sharp light, like an iceberg reflecting cold light in the Arctic Ocean, giving off a soul-shaking, suffocating pressure that was almost unbelievable coming from a single person. This was the first time Dugu Suiyu had faced such a gaze. In his thirty-plus years as an assassin, what kind of people hadn't he seen? Fanaticism, desolation, loneliness, fear, bloodlust, sorrow… what kind of eyes hadn't he seen? But never had he seen eyes as deep, yet so empty, as Rakshasa's. Such eyes puzzled and troubled him, but this was the final battle, and he didn't want to think too much. As long as he killed the owner of those eyes, everything else would be irrelevant. "Asura Extinction Mark!" Dugu Suiyu unleashed a single palm strike, the scorching aura like a burning wind, the killing intent gathering and solidifying into a force field. It was just a simple straight palm strike, yet it seemed like a thousand moves, firmly surrounding his opponent. This skill alone far surpassed that of "Cold Asura" Dugu Bingxin. Rakshasa nodded slightly, saying, "The 'Dark Asura' has indeed achieved fame in the righteous martial arts world; she truly possesses extraordinary abilities." "His palms slowly came together, high-density true energy gathering into a circle, ready to be unleashed. Suddenly, his one eye snapped open, his feet stomped forward, and his palms separated into claws, swirling and releasing force. At its most powerful point, it was as imposing as a mountain, unshakeable, forcefully deflecting seventy percent of the killing intent of 'Asura Extinction Brand,' while the remaining thirty percent was withstood by his protective qi. Dugu Suiyu's expression changed drastically. Before he could recover his energy and change his move, his opponent had already delivered a hand chop to his face. Without thinking, he hurriedly activated 'Asura Undying Body' to protect himself, and in the midst of the chaos, he turned his body to the side, allowing the hand chop to strike only his shoulder. 'Bang!' Rakshasa landed a blow, but found that Dugu Suiyu's protective true energy was far beyond his expectations. The recoil even made his hand meridians ache faintly. A thought flashed through his mind, and he blurted out: 'Asura Undying Body?!' Dugu Suiyu chuckled: 'Exactly!'" Even if Jun Nitian himself came and used his "Peerless Demon Blade" to strike, this hall master is confident that I can withstand his blow head-on. You are not qualified to hurt me! " Rakshasa is fearless and coldly said, "That's not necessarily true. Come again." Dugu Suiyu shouted, "Boy, you don't have that chance!" His palms swirled and flew upwards. Having learned from the previous experience, he dared not be careless about Rakshasa's martial arts this time. His true energy was sharp as a blade and spread like the sky, covering everything. It was a superb free-range killing move. Let's see how the opponent will resist this time. Rakshasa took a deep breath, and a black light quickly emerged from his dantian, extending to the tiger's mouth of his right wrist. Then he coldly shouted, "Kijuta Rahu. Assassination Fist!" The chilling , murderous black fist energy swept across the land, seemingly capable of devouring all light. This punch lacked any fancy moves, yet it wielded a dark magic seemingly not of this world. Outwardly unremarkable, it appeared simple, but with a flash of black light, the fist energy had already reached Dugu Suiyu! It was as if this punch was light itself, darkness itself, the primordial power of Brahma, born and destroyed in the beginning of time. Dugu Suiyu had no time to defend himself; in fact, he was powerless to resist. "Whoosh!"

A black fist flashed across Dugu Suiyu's neck, yet it brought him no sensation. Just as Dugu Suiyu, like Jun Tianxie had wondered why Rakshasa's punch was merely a silver-coated spearhead, felt a sharp, needle-like pain, followed by a burning sensation on his neck. A torrent of blood gushed from the narrow wound, less than an inch wide, instantly staining half his body red.

"What... what's going on?!"

The situation was as if Yu Tianxie's battle with the white-haired man at the "Hunter's Club" was playing out again, except that Rakshasa could achieve the same effect as a "dark sword kill" without relying on a weapon, clearly demonstrating superior skill.

The wound was deep in his carotid artery, and without immediate treatment, even if Rakshasa stopped attacking, Dugu Suiyu would die from blood loss within half a moment. Dugu Suiyu understood the gravity of the situation perfectly. So, after a brief moment of shock, he immediately used his acupoints to stop the bleeding and simultaneously channeled all his power into the "Asura Undying Body," attempting to suppress the internal injuries.

Unfortunately, his opponent was a top assassin who, like him, knew how to exploit his opponent's weaknesses. And a top assassin wouldn't give his enemy that precious time to recover.

"From this day forward, 'Dark Asura' Dugu Suiyu will be wiped off the face of the martial world!"

A heavy, swift straight punch slammed into Dugu Suiyu's abdomen. Although it wasn't the same as the assassination punch that had just severely injured him, it was enough to severely damage Dugu Suiyu's weakened protective energy, almost causing him to vomit bile. In

this life-or-death moment, Dugu Suiyu endured the churning pain in his internal organs, concentrating all his remaining Asura energy in his abdomen, forcefully deflecting Rakshasa's right fist. While this temporarily relieved the immediate danger, the exertion aggravated the wound on his neck, causing blood to flow profusely.

Rakshasa retreated briefly before attacking again, his speed seemingly without needing to catch his breath.

"Stop struggling! Let me relieve your pain!" Dugu

Suiyu gritted his teeth, activating the "Asura Undying Body" divine skill. He suppressed all his internal injuries with a life-threatening technique, his expression fierce, as if unharmed. He roared,

"The battle is not over! Take this move—"

"Asura Heavenly Annihilation Net!"

With the word "Net," Dugu Suiyu forced out all of his Asura true energy. The tightly bound true energy, like spider silk, instantly formed a large net in the void, trapping Rakshasa within.

Dugu Suiyu's face was pale as he looked at his prey—Rakshasa—who seemed trapped in the spiderweb, and he smiled bitterly,

"This 'Heavenly Annihilation Net' was formed by me condensing my life essence into threads. Unless I die, this net can never be broken! It will force me to use this trump card to kill you. Even if you die, you can die with a smile!"

Rakshasa's face remained expressionless as he said in a deep voice, "Is this all your last words?" "

Hahaha!" Dugu Suiyu laughed loudly, ignoring the pain from his wounds. Faced with this formidable enemy, he would use his strongest technique as a sign of respect.

"This master will remember you, Rakshasa, the shikigami of the Asura Path of the Six Paths!"

Dugu Suiyu channeled his true energy, and the aura barrier trapping Rakshasa surged like an undercurrent, striking the latter's meridians from all directions with immense force, weakening his protective true energy. Dugu Suiyu himself let out a clear whistle, his body flashing like a meteor as he attacked. His palms, sharp and powerful, carried an indestructible force—this strike was the culmination of his life's work, his strongest attack!

"Very good! You are now worthy to witness my true skill!" "

A devastating blow is imminent, yet Rakshasa's voice remains calm and composed, as if life and death are no longer a concern. Suddenly, he swings his arms, a flash of black light appearing and disappearing around him. In the blink of an eye, the supposedly unbreakable 'Heavenly Annihilation Net' has been forced open, and he has regained his mobility.

Dugu Suiyu's pupils contract and freeze, as if he cannot accept the reality before him. But even with the 'Heavenly Net' broken, his concentrated attack is still unstoppable. Dugu Suiyu still has absolute confidence that he can kill Rakshasa.

"Even if I break the Heavenly Net, you still can't withstand this attack. Die!" A spiraling true energy ,

seemingly unleashed by divine calamity, surged towards Huanglong. Rakshasa coldly smiled, and at this critical moment of life and death, he began to chant scriptures in a low voice. Although it was unclear what scriptures he was reciting, his right eye, which was not concealed by his hair, emitted a crimson light, the same color as his hair. Simultaneously, his entire being seemed to undergo a complete transformation; his essence, energy, and spirit suddenly rose to an unfathomable level. His body flashed like a fleeting shadow, all his movements as swift as lightning, blurring eternity in an instant. Before Dugu Suiyu could react, he was already... He was pulled into Rakshasa's arms by some unknown method, and then everything went black as Rakshasa gouged out his eyes. At the same time, a palm strike landed on his chest. Dugu Suiyu cried out, blood splattering all over his body, and flew straight away, crashing through the training room wall and disappearing without a trace.

Such a commotion could no longer be concealed from the others in the "Asura Hall." Rakshasa caught his breath, his mind racing. Dugu Suiyu, struck by his Six Paths Divine Power attack, was certainly doomed, but this attack had also consumed a large amount of his true energy. Although he himself... Aside from Dugu Suiyu, he had no fear of the opponent's strength. However, having already achieved his goal, there was no need for unnecessary complications; now was not the time for the world to know of the Six Paths' reappearance.

Having made up his mind, Rakshasa retreated rapidly, silently tearing another gap in the wall, its shape as neat as if cut from paper with scissors. He himself vanished into the darkness in the blink of an eye, like a ghost returning to the mortal world.

Dugu Bingxin was the first to hear the commotion from the forbidden area.

A thought struck him, and without hesitation… Without hesitation, he leaped up, his body gliding like a bat in the night, instantly passing through houses and corridors, arriving at the outer courtyard of his training ground, which his father had designated as a forbidden area. He paused, unsure whether to enter or not, when suddenly he heard a few faint, familiar voices, like the groans of someone on the verge of death

. His body trembled, and without further hesitation, he rushed into the courtyard. His gaze swept towards the source of the sound, and he saw a blood-covered human figure lying to the side of a rockery. The person's appearance was all too familiar to him. He shuddered and exclaimed,

"Father?!"

Even the "Ice Heart Technique" could not suppress the shock in Dugu Bingxin's voice. He rushed to the person's side, picked up the gradually cooling body, and said in a trembling voice,

"Father...! It really is you... How could you be injured like this...?"

The calls of his loved ones abruptly pulled him back from his dizziness and weakness, a state he couldn't quite define as a miracle or a final burst of energy. Dugu Suiyu shuddered, coughing up several mouthfuls of blood, and stammered, "

Bing... Bingxin... is that you...?"

Dugu Bingxin was filled with anxiety, cold sweat pouring down his forehead, unable to maintain his usual cold and indifferent demeanor.

"Father! Who injured you like this?"

Looking at his father's wounds, he knew it couldn't possibly be caused by a qi deviation during training; it must have been from a fight. But who in the world could so severely injure "Dark Asura" Dugu Suiyu?

Could it be "Yama" Jun Nitian who had arrived? Thinking this, Dugu Bingxin felt a chill run down his spine.

Dugu Suiyu coughed up several more mouthfuls of blood, staining his son's shirt crimson. He gripped the latter's wrist tightly, his voice weak and feeble:

"Don't worry... I'm protected by the 'Asura Undying Body'... Father... I won't die anytime soon... Quickly take me... take me to the 'Martial Arts Academy' to see the Academy Master, 'Jade-Faced Martial Saint' Bi Han Que. Only his... 'Nine Deaths Without Thought Great Technique'... can prolong my life..."

Dugu Suiyu was blind at this moment, and therefore couldn't see the strange glint in Dugu Bingxin's eyes when she heard his words, nor the thoughtful, conflicted expression on her face.

Dugu Suiyu waited a while, seeing that his son seemed unresponsive, and anxiously said:

"Bingxin... what are you waiting for... hurry up... take your father to heal..."

Dugu Bingxin seemed to have made a decision, his handsome, cold eyes flashing with a fierce light, bloodshot veins appearing in his clear pupils.

"No poison, no man! Father! Don't blame your son for being heartless!"

Dugu Bingxin gritted his teeth, channeling some kind of forbidden divine skill, his palm turning crimson. He suddenly struck, his five fingers plunging like the wind into his father's dantian acupoint. The distance was extremely close, and Dugu Suiyu, already heavily injured, had no way to dodge. He screamed in agony, feeling as if he were being branded with a hot iron. Dugu Suiyu was also horrified to discover that all his internal energy was being continuously absorbed by Dugu Bingxin.

"Gathering... Gathering and Scattering... this is the 'Gathering and Scattering Claw'...?! Bingxin... you actually used such a vicious martial art... to deal with... your father...!" "Dugu Suiyu's heartbroken howl was like the final roar of a wounded beast against the cruelty of heaven and earth.

Dugu Bingxin's cold eyes flashed with a murderous glint: "Father, forgive your unfilial son, but your injuries are so severe. Even if the head of the martial arts academy can save you, I'm afraid your meridians will be destroyed and you will be paralyzed. Rather than let 'Dark Asura' become a cripple confined to Luo ub's sickbed for the rest of his life, it would be

better for me to arrange publicity for you and die a glorious death in the face of a powerful enemy's ambush, so as not to tarnish the reputation of our 'Asura Hall'!" Dugu Suiyu could hardly believe his ears. He simply could not imagine that his son would treat him so cruelly.

"You... why did you do this... are you insane...?"

Dugu Bingxin said in a deep voice: "Insane? No! Father, I am much clearer than you think. Do you know that when you forced Mother to her death and married that bitch Bai Suyan, I had already decided to do this?" "

Dugu Suiyu's voice was hoarse: "You...you actually harbor resentment because of Father's remarriage...but your mother died from overwork...I never forced her..."

Dugu Bingxin smiled coldly: "If you hadn't abandoned her like trash, how could Mother have died in sorrow? But that's not the only reason I want to kill you. To eliminate the old, bad blood, a certain degree of sacrifice is needed. 'The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves, and a new generation of suns rises to replace the old.' Only after great destruction can great construction begin!"

"You...do you know what you're saying...you heartless, treacherous beast who betrays his master and ancestors!"

"I never expected you to understand what I did," Dugu Suiyu raised an eyebrow, exuding a chilling aura: "Father can rest assured, after you leave, the 'Shura Hall' will surely flourish in my hands. It's just a pity you won't live to see the result!" "

You...you unfilial son...you will surely die a horrible death..."

"Words are useless, Father, rest in peace!" A murderous glint flashed across Dugu Bingxin's handsome face. Seeing that he had absorbed most of Dugu Suiyu's remaining internal energy, he unleashed a powerful strike with his five claws, driving the "Separation Meridian Sword Qi," which he had been storing in his dantian as "a wisp of chaos before dawn," into Dugu Suiyu's vital abdomen. Dugu Suiyu screamed in agony, understanding everything in his final moments of death.

"You...you want to frame Chu for my death...!"

The sword qi shot forward and backward, splattering a few drops of blood onto Dugu Bingxin's pale face. His demonic aura was chilling. He murmured to his deceased father's corpse,

"Father, rest in peace! I will take care of those you want to deal with." "

Dark Asura" Dugu Suiyu, a martial arts master revered for his "Path of Light" despite his assassin background, was a pillar of the righteous path and a grandmaster who ultimately died at the hands of his son at the age of forty-nine.

When the rest of the "Asura Hall" finally arrived at the scene, they witnessed a shocking and unforgettable sight: their deeply admired hall master, covered in blood, lay motionless in the arms of his young master, lifeless, clearly having been dead for some time. And the "Cold Asura" Dugu Bingxin, whom they remembered as aloof, taciturn, and unsmiling figure, shed tears they never expected to see on the faces of the Dugu family—tears as large as buckets!

Dugu Bingxin's eyes were bloodshot, and she was almost sobbing uncontrollably.

"Hall Master! Young Master! What happened?!"

Faced with his subordinates' questions, Dugu Bingxin's chest heaved violently, tears streaming down his face. His lips were already bleeding from being bitten. After a long, long time, he finally said, word by word, with a hateful curse: "

It was 'Leaving Sword' Chu Tianya who did it! That despicable villain actually sneaked into Father's training room while he was practicing and assassinated him."

"I must avenge Father—!"

Chapter Two

The side curtain of the carriage where the monk's meditation had stopped opened, revealing a calm, composed, and beautiful face. Her pupils, as bright as ice crystals, seemed to see into the depths of people's souls.

"Sister Tianjiao! I knew you would come!" Jun Tianxie said happily.

Ding Shenzhao was stunned to hear this. This person was the "Phoenix" Jun Tianjiao, the leader of the "Four Beauties"? She indeed possessed a unique charm that was difficult for ordinary people to match. Moreover, for some reason, Ding Shenzhao could find a very familiar feeling from the latter, a feeling that he both loved and hated, very similar to that of "Demon Spirit" Ye Meixie...

"Aren't you coming up?" "Jun Tianjiao snorted coldly.

"Of course, of course, riding in the same carriage with Sister Tianjiao is a blessing earned through three lifetimes of good deeds."

Jun Tianxie, true to his glib nature, patted Ding Shenzhao, who was somewhat lost in thought, on the shoulder and said with a smile,

"Get in! This is a wonderful thing that others would beg for."

Jun Tianxie half-pushed and half-pulled Ding Shenzhao into the carriage, while he himself sat down next to the great beauty without any regard for propriety. If others saw this scene, Jun Tianxie would probably be chased by a large number of Jun Tianjiao's admirers, half men and half women.

However, Jun Tianxie couldn't care less about the terrible consequences at the moment. His eyes lingered on her beautiful figure as if he wanted to feast his eyes on her beauty. After a long while, he withdrew his gaze with satisfaction and smiled,

"It's been a while since I last saw you, Sister Tianjiao, but you've become more and more beautiful!"

Jun Tianjiao was unmoved by her younger brother's flattery and only said coldly, "Enough nonsense! What brings you here this time?"

Jun Tianxie was struck dumb, exclaiming in disbelief, "Sister Tianjiao, how could you speak to me like this? Have you completely forgotten our past friendship?!" Jun

Tianjiao suppressed the urge to beat the scoundrel in front of her and snorted irritably,

"If you keep rambling on and on without getting to the point, then get off the car right now!"

Jun Tianxie glanced at Ding Shenzhao, whose face was pale from shock, shrugged, and smiled,

"Alright! Then I'll be frank. Sister Tianjiao, do you remember my promise to join forces with you to deal with 'Sword Marquis' Lou Xueyi? Now that I've finally rescued my good brother Ding Shenzhao, who went through thick and thin with me, I rushed here with him to support you, Sister Tianjiao. This time, we must uproot that hypocritical and arrogant force!" "

To twist a simple act of seeking help into a benevolent act of offering timely assistance—only someone as shameless as Jun Tianxie could pull off such a thing.

Unexpectedly, Jun Tianjiao was no ordinary person either; without hesitation, she directly refused, saying,

'The plan has changed. Lou Xueyi is no longer our primary target.'

A sense of foreboding welled up in Jun Tianxie's heart, and he quickly asked, 'Then who is your new target?'

Jun Tianjiao didn't answer his question directly, but instead gazed at Jun Tianxie with her deep, starry eyes, and after a long while, said,

'You should know.'

Jun Tianxie's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, 'Are there members of your 'Prison Breaker' within the 'Mingyue Gate'?'"

Jun Tianjiao scoffed, "What's so strange about that?"

Jun Tianxie's expression had long since lost its previous ease.

He asked again, "You also know about the 'General's Mansion' incident?" Jun Tianjiao countered, "Do you think this can be kept secret for long?"

Jun Tianxie took a deep breath and asked the most important question.

"So, what's your purpose in coming here this time? To kill me? Or to capture me?"

The car suddenly fell silent. Jun Tianxie continued, "

The leader of 'Prison Break' couldn't possibly be unaware of your true identity, Sister Tianjiao, yet he still allowed you to become an important member of the organization. Besides demonstrating his extraordinary magnanimity, Sister Tianjiao's absolute hatred for 'him' is probably also a significant factor. However, this doesn't guarantee that the Lord of Prison Break will believe that another descendant of the Jun family shares the same hatred for their father. Moreover, I've appeared in the most inappropriate place at the most inappropriate time, and with the most inappropriate person..."

He looked up at the ceiling of the car and smiled bitterly, "If I said I was forced to stand on the same side by 'him's' neck, would you believe me, Sister Tianjiao?"

Jun Tianjiao said calmly, "I believe you."

A simple yet unreserved trust, in this difficult time, the usually indifferent sibling affection finally shone brightly... But Jun Tianxie showed no emotion whatsoever. He simply said coldly,

"But that's not enough, is it?"

Jun Tianjiao's eyes dimmed, and she said softly with a hint of helplessness, "That's right, that's not enough." Jun

Tianxie remained unmoved: "Then, you've come to kill me this time."

Ding Shenzhao hadn't uttered a single word since getting into the car, because he clearly sensed a deep bond between the man and woman inside, a bond that outsiders couldn't comprehend. Although he wasn't sure what their relationship was, his extraordinary, primal intuition told him it wasn't ordinary romantic love. He understood there was no room for him to interrupt between them.

Until he heard Jun Tianxie's last words…

Although "Tearful Star" had vanished from the world after Ding Shenzhao regained control of his consciousness, and "Swordsman" had returned to the martial world, there were only two situations in which "Star" would return from hell to the mortal realm: one was when facing those despicable people, Lou Xueyi and Ye Meixie; the other was when someone wanted to harm his "brother," Jun Tianxie.

Just like the current situation…

When Ding Shenzhao reached into his robes, Jun Tianxie stopped him from his next move.

"No!" "Shenzhao, I don't want you and Sister Tianjiao to be enemies. They're both my children, don't make things difficult for me, okay?"

Ding Shenzhao hesitated for a moment upon hearing this, but finally withdrew his empty hand. Jun Tianxie nodded at him with a satisfied smile, then said to Jun Tianjiao,

"Sister Tianjiao doesn't have any killing intent, I can sense that."

Jun Tianjiao said calmly, "Even if I don't make a move, 'Prison Break' will still send someone to kill you, and once the organization reveals your true relationship with 'him,' no matter how vast the world is, you will immediately have nowhere to hide."

Jun Tianxie smiled and said, "Then what good suggestions do you have, Sister Tianjiao?"

Jun Tianjiao said, "Stand on the same side as us and become a member of 'Operation Kill the Heavens.'"

Jun Tianxie smiled, as if he had known that Jun Tianjiao would say such a thing.

"Even if a tiger is injured, it won't lose to a group of rabbits."

Jun Tianjiao lowered her beautiful face and said softly in her voice, which was like an ice bell.

"This time is different." "

What's the difference? Can't you see the real purpose behind Old Ghost's injury this time?" Jun Tianxie suddenly said in an unusually agitated tone, "He wanted to lure the snake out of its hole, gather all of you who resisted him together, and eradicate you all! Those fools in 'Prison Break' couldn't see through such an obvious trap, so why can't you see it, Sister Tianjiao?!"

Jun Tianjiao remained silent for a long time, then sighed slightly and said, "You were the last person who was with 'him,' so in your opinion, how serious are 'his' injuries?"

"That's the real reason you came to see me today, isn't it?" Jun Tianxie smiled bitterly and shook his head: "To be honest, I can't see it, I really can't see it! I only know that even if Shenzhao and I joined forces, we couldn't have stopped that old ghost, that's assuming 'he' was willing to break through and escape."

Both siblings understood Jun Tianxie's unspoken meaning perfectly. " Yanhuang" Jun Nitian had never turned his back on an enemy in his life! If Jun Tianxie had chosen that moment to launch his attack, the two men in the carriage would certainly not be unharmed now.

Jun Tianjiao's eyes were veiled by an impenetrable fog: "So even you can't be sure about his injuries..."

"Whatever you're thinking, for the sake of our sibling relationship, I'll give you some honest advice," Jun Tianxie said calmly. "Don't even think about it! You can't defeat him!"

Jun Tianjiao smiled, but a bitter smile lingered.

"We have to try..."

Jun Tianxie said in a deep voice, "To risk your lives? It's not worth it!"

"My affairs are none of your business..." Jun Tianjiao said calmly, "You still haven't given me an answer to the question from earlier?"

"You want me to join your 'suicide mission'?" Jun Tianxie said without hesitation, "I won't do it! A wounded beast is more terrifying than anything else. You must have heard about the fate of Di Shitian and Mo Tuofo, right?" "If we provoke that old ghost now, we'll surely die a horrible death."

Jun Tianjiao said softly, "If we just wait, there'll never be a chance to defeat 'him'..."

"I never do anything I'm not sure of, Sister Tianjiao, you know that," Jun Tianxie shook his head, his eyes fixed on Jun Tianjiao's bright eyes, as if making a final effort, "If Sister Tianjiao still trusts me, then listen to me this once, don't get involved in this mess!"

Jun Tianjiao's expression was ashen, devoid of joy or sorrow, and she calmly said, "You should know my answer."

"Of course." Jun Tianxie smiled bitterly, "But I'd rather not know."

"Let's each go our own way, you don't need to feel guilty." Jun Tianjiao said lightly, "If I were in your shoes, I might make the same decision." Jun

Tianxie smiled bitterly and remained silent. Guilt? Could he really feel guilty? He had watched helplessly as his own sister made a foolish, suicidal move, and he hadn't reacted at all…

An ordinary person would certainly feel guilty, but he was the only "Evil Star" in the world capable of contending with the "King of Hell," and his "Heavenly Heart Evil Consciousness" did not allow for such a feeble emotion as guilt!

"Regardless, you've given us very useful information. I will go back and report to my superiors, hoping to increase our chances of success in this operation."

These were Jun Tianjiao's last words to them before the carriage started moving again.

"That was just a waste of effort." "Jun Tianxie replied.

Jun Tianjiao didn't speak, but her gaze at that moment remained vivid in Jun Tianxie's mind, an image he could never forget.

Jun Tianxie stared blankly as the carriage sped away, Ding Shenzhao standing silently behind him. Neither of them uttered a word for a long time, until the sun gradually set and darkness fell.

"Let's go..." Jun Tianxie finally turned around and told Ding Shenzhao his decision.

"Where to?"

Jun Tianxie asked, "To the 'Sword Tower,' to find Lou Xueyi and reclaim what belongs to you."

Ding Shenzhao shook his head and said, "Actually, I've thought about it. Swords are inanimate objects; what truly unleashes their power is the user. With that thought in mind, whether or not I receive a token of gratitude isn't so important to me anymore."

How could Jun Tianxie not know what Ding Shenzhao meant? He just didn't want to see him disregard sibling affection for the sake of brotherly "loyalty." But he didn't know how Jun Tianxie could possibly have such noble sentiments. His decision was simply choosing the easy way out.

Knowing Ding Shenzhao would react this way, Jun Tianxie gave him a knowing smile and said,

"That makes sense, but dealing with my abnormally strong father will be much harder without your twins."

Ding Shenzhao asked happily, "You...you mean...?"

Jun Tianxie blinked and smiled, "Do you really think I would give up the chance to stab my father in the back? And make my older sister owe me a favor? This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Ding Shenzhao had no time to delve into the hidden meaning of Jun Tianxie's witty words. His heart was already filled with boundless gratitude for the latter's "righteous" act. This was because Jun Tianxie had intentionally or unintentionally guided his thinking to the fact that all his actions were sacrifices made for the "brotherhood." The more Jun Tianxie did for him, the more grateful he would be, and the more determined he would be to serve him wholeheartedly.

Just as Jun Tianxie was about to say a few more flattering words, a sudden realization struck him, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, chilling him from his spine to his toes.

Ding Shenzhao sensed this at the same time and looked in the same direction as Jun Tianxie.

A man dressed in a clean white monk's robe, tall and slender, with skin as smooth as a baby's, whose true age was almost impossible to discern at first glance, had eyes that shone with wisdom, clear pupils that were free of any impurities, as pure and spotless as the bright moon, yet possessing an otherworldly air.

"Amitabha! This humble monk, Chan Nian, greets the two benefactors."

Jun Tianxie was startled again upon hearing this, for he knew that this monk who called himself Chan Nian was one of the four great masters of the "Martial Arts Academy"—the "Martial Monk" Chan Nian! His older sister, Jun Tianjiao, was the "Human Phoenix," belonging to the secular path among the four great masters.

Given that Chan Nian was here, and following Jun Tianjiao's unsuccessful negotiations, Jun Tianxie was certainly not naive enough to believe it was merely a coincidence. He hadn't forgotten that "Breaking the Prison" already considered him a fellow traveler of Jun Nitian. Even if "Leaving the Sword" Chu Tianya or "Windy Blade" Xiao Yao suddenly appeared before him saying they wanted to kill him, it wouldn't be surprising.

Regardless of their intentions, Jun Tianxie always preferred courtesy before resorting to force. After all, they were waving the banner of righteousness, and it was impolite to strike a smiling face. He clasped his hands in a gesture of respect and said,

"What guidance does the master have?"

Chan Nian's expression remained calm and composed as he spoke gently and calmly, "Amitabha! This humble monk has been entrusted to send you, Benefactor Jun, on your journey to the Western Paradise."

Jun Tianxie was taken aback by Chan Nian's bluntness. Before Ding Shenzhao beside him could react, he smiled and said,

"Master is indeed quick-witted. But I wonder if the so-called entrustment is from the head of the 'Martial Arts Academy'?" "Or is it at the behest of the leader of 'Prison Break'?"

This question reveals the secret collusion between the "Martial Arts Academy" and "Prison Break," proving that he, "Evil Star," is not someone whose life and death can be manipulated at will. However, Chan Nian ignores the hidden meaning in Yu Juntianxie's words, speaking as if he were talking to a piece of withered wood:

"Amitabha! Originally, a monk should not have the thought of killing, but unfortunately, your existence involves the general trend of the world, the rise and fall of the righteous and the rise of the demons, which is different from ordinary Jianghu struggles. For the sake of all living beings, this humble monk has no choice but to break the precept and take action. Forgive me, forgive me!" "

Although he kept chanting 'sin,' Jun Tianxie sensed with his wicked heart that the other's emotions were actually completely unmoved. This showed that this seemingly kind but cold-hearted monk would fight with all his might, showing no mercy in pursuit of his ideals—the kind of person Jun Tianxie considered the most difficult to deal with.

Originally, Jun Tianxie had already devised a plan to escape within ten breaths of the monk's appearance, but then a flash of inspiration struck him. He smiled faintly, without any hostility, and said,

'It seems I cannot change your mind, Master. However, you are, after all, a renowned master in the martial arts world. Facing a mere novice like me, shouldn't you offer some leniency in the exchange? Otherwise, even if I reach the King of Hell, I will die with my eyes wide open.' The monk

lowered his eyes and said, 'That's how it should be. Let's set a limit of ten moves. If Benefactor Jun is still unharmed after ten moves, this humble monk will no longer concern himself with your affairs. '" Jun

Tianxie chuckled inwardly, thinking that unless his cultivation reached the level of Jun Nitian or Ding Chenyi, he shouldn't even think about killing him within ten moves, given his two protective magic treasures, "Evil Path Nirvana" and "Dreamy Empty Flower." Sending such an arrogant and stubborn monk like the "Prison Breaker" to kill him was a huge mistake! If Xiao Yao were here, he would never agree to such unfavorable conditions.

Having gained the upper hand in the negotiation, Jun Tianxie turned to Ding Shenzhao and calmly said,

"I'll spar with this divine monk. No matter what happens later, Shenzhao, you must not help me." "

Feigning generosity wasn't his nature, but if this 'upright' act could make Chan Nian show mercy in the upcoming battle, he'd be happy to put on a show.

Since he couldn't sense any killing intent between the two, and confident in Jun Tianxie's self-defense skills, Ding Shenzhao simply nodded slightly and stepped aside, preparing to enjoy his brother's rare opportunity to display his abilities.

Jun Tianxie turned to Chan Nian and said, 'Please, Master, show mercy.'

Chan Nian clasped his hands together and said calmly, 'Does Benefactor Jun have anything else to say?' His tone suggested that Jun Tianxie would surely die at his hands after the fight.

Jun Tianxie laughed loudly and said, 'Life and death, the rise and fall of life, are like morning mist, nothing but dreams and illusions! Is there anything else to say? Can I not say anything? Master, please!'

For the first time, surprise appeared in Chan Nian's eyes. 'I didn't expect Benefactor Jun to have such a profound understanding of the way of life and death. This humble monk has learned a lot! Alas! '" If our positions and times were different, this humble monk might be able to sit and have a heart-to-heart talk with you, benefactor. But fate is cruel. Please be careful, benefactor, this humble monk is about to take action. Jun

Tianxie appeared calm on the surface, but inwardly he was filled with apprehension. He had gone to great lengths to weaken Chan Nian's fighting spirit and killing intent from all sides, preventing him from inflicting a fatal blow within ten moves. He also wanted to see how much skill he could steal from the latter's renowned "Dharma Extinction Sutra." Buddhist teachings emphasize non-action, and all events should be dictated by circumstances, not by human effort. If Chan Nian believed himself to be "unworthy of death," then even with ten parts of his skill, he could only unleash six or seven tenths of his power in a fight, making it incredibly difficult for him to withstand ten moves.

However, just before the attack, Jun Tianxie sensed through his evil mind that Chan Nian was still in a state of full energy and vitality. In other words, he was completely unmoved by his verbal attacks. This composure alone was enough for Jun Tianxie to know that a fierce battle was about to begin. He

couldn't help but regret his earlier act of putting on a brave face.

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