Chapter 59: Slaying Lian Yunxiang
Chapter 59: Slaying Lian Yunxiang
Lian Yunxiang breathed a sigh of relief as his fear instantly vanished.
The Xuanhuo Sect’s experts arrived within moments—ten in total, including three elders. The remaining seven were all renowned Soul Martial Realm cultivators.
Caiyun scanned the three elders and asked, “Here to kill my junior brother too?”
Qin Chang Kong, leading the group, possessed the highest cultivation at the peak of the seventh martial soul Realm. He stood among Yunyang City’s most prominent figures.
“He slaughtered our sect’s disciples. Today, he dies.”
Lian Yunxiang chimed in, “Elder speaks truth! Anyone daring to insult the Xuanhuo Sect must perish!”
Caiyun sneered, “Others itching to die? Step forward now.”
Qin Chang Kong disliked her arrogance and barked, “Capture Cheng Lingyu!”
Eager to humble Caiyun, Lian Yunxiang volunteered.
Cheng Lingyu stared coldly at him. “Soon, you’ll weep like a mangy dog.”
Lian Yunxiang scoffed, “You’ll die first, weakling!”
As Caiyun opened her mouth to speak, Cheng Lingyu’s voice cut in: “Senior Sister, let me.”
She turned, finding him calm yet sharp-eyed.
Lian Yunxiang jeered, “One strike’s enough to kill you!”
He lunged blindingly fast, fist aimed at Cheng Lingyu’s face, smirk twisting his lips.
Cheng Lingyu stood firm, eyes glowing eerily, aura flickering like shadow.
Spectators murmured:
“Miss Caiyun won’t save him—he’s done for.”
“True Martial Fourth Realm challenging Soul Martial Fourth? Arrogant fool!”
“Xuanhuo Sect’s surrounded Miss Caiyun. That boy’s corpse already.”
All mocked Cheng Lingyu’s impending death.
But would he truly die?
As Lian Yunxiang’s fist neared, Cheng Lingyu’s eyes sharpened. A sinister, terrifying aura erupted—radiating unyielding defiance.
Lian Yunxiang noticed but dismissed it. “Pathetic act—”
A cultivator’s instinct screamed danger.
Cheng Lingyu exploded into motion. Compressed true essence surged as the pyramid in his dantian burst into radiant light. A sword-shaped true essence shifted through three hues, devouring eighty percent of his power instantly.
The vibrating blade unleashed an invisible sword light brimming with destructive force. It pierced from his dantian’s pyramid, shredding Lian Yunxiang’s defenses to strike flesh.
Cheng Lingyu’s ultimate skill—Heart Sword Leaves No Trace—detonated with annihilating fury.
Lian Yunxiang’s fist neared Cheng Lingyu’s body, its savage force strong enough to split mountains and crush bones.
The spectators gasped, certain Cheng Lingyu would die.
Yet at that critical moment, Lian Yunxiang’s upper robes disintegrated into ash, exposing a fist-sized hole in his chest—his heart utterly pulverized.
A deafening roar burst from Lian Yunxiang, his body hurled backward by terrifying strength, eyes wide with shock.
Cheng Lingyu’s still figure blurred like light, reappearing before the retreating foe. Dark aura flared in his palm as a dream-like Light Shadow sliced through time and space, cleaving Lian Yunxiang’s legs.
“Ah…my legs…!”
Heart-wrenching screams echoed through the streets. Lian Yunxiang collapsed sideways, blood soaking the ground, his face contorted from agony.
The crowd stared in disbelief. None imagined Lian Yunxiang—a Soul Martial Fourth Realm expert—would fall to Cheng Lingyu, let alone be crippled.
“Pathetic mutt.”
Cheng Lingyu’s icy taunt stung not just Lian Yunxiang but the Xuanhuo Sect experts, their faces burning with humiliation.
In the crowd, Hong Xiu Tian Xiang of the piano court paled, shaken by the outcome. Lu Yu and Jiang Mufeng grimaced, having mocked Cheng Lingyu’s lowly True Martial Fourth Realm cultivation. Now he’d effortlessly maimed their peer, leaving onlookers stunned.
Even Lady Xiuling of the Calligraphy Academy gaped—how could a True Martial cultivator cripple a Soul Martial expert in one strike?
“You’ve lost more than legs. Your life ends here.”
Cheng Lingyu lunged, dark aura swirling as he aimed to execute Lian Yunxiang publicly.
“Die! Die!”
Lian Yunxiang’s bloodied face twisted. Though gravely injured, his Cave Heavenly Realm cultivation unleashed a final, desperate assault. Crimson flames erupted around him, forming two cave heavens that devoured true essence like twin furnaces.
Two Beast Souls emerged—a snarling hound and a venomous scorpion.
“Two cave heavens! Early Cave Heavenly Realm with dual Beast Souls—impressive!”
“Beast Souls out? Cheng Lingyu’s doomed.”
Cultivators murmured knowingly. Slaying a True Martial opponent should’ve been trivial.
Cheng Lingyu’s eyes hardened. A curved blade materialized in his hand, unleashing black lightning that struck both Beast Souls. Their shrieks pierced the air as the vaunted spirits dissolved into smoke.
Lian Yunxiang’s cave heavens imploded. Weakened and ashen, he crumpled.
Cheng Lingyu flashed forward like a phantom, blade gleaming. A single slash split Lian Yunxiang vertically, extinguishing his soul.
Xuanhuo Sect experts stood paralyzed until bystanders’ gasps jolted them.
“Filth! You’ll pay!” Qin Chang Kong bellowed, face purple with rage.
Caiyun chuckled. “Not bad at all.”
Cheng Lingyu returned to her side, trembling faintly.
That move, Heart Sword Leaves No Trace, drained over eighty percent of his cultivation level, needing time to recover.
Grabbing a fistful of Tianyang Pills, Cheng Lingyu shoved them into his mouth, making many spectators shake their heads. Tianyang Pills were high-grade pills – ordinary cultivators could only take one or two at once, requiring focused refinement. Swallowing a whole handful like Cheng Lingyu would overwhelm most people.
“Kill him!” roared Qin Chang Kong, enraged by Cheng Lingyu’s indifference. He ordered his men to capture Caiyun and kill Cheng Lingyu to salvage the Xuanhuo Sect’s pride.
As enemies surrounded her, Caiyun flashed a cold smile and charged at them first. Multicolored light swirled around her body while flames bloomed beneath her feet, forming a fiery domain. Towering fire pillars erupted and shifted unpredictably with her steps.
The three Xuanhuo Sect elders stayed back while seven late-stage Soul Martial Realm experts attacked Caiyun together. Each possessed formidable combat strength, making their combined assault overwhelming.
Bystanders feared for Caiyun, believing even two fists couldn’t fend off four hands. The elders shared this view, hence their hesitation. Cheng Lingyu watched silently, strange light flickering in his eyes.
Caiyun moved with effortless grace, her jade hands glowing as blood-red lotuses bloomed from her fingertips. Fire pillars and lotus flowers surged across the ground in endless patterns – sometimes coiling like dragons, sometimes blazing like sword flames.
The seven experts circled Caiyun rapidly, attacking continuously while unleashing magical artifacts to create a deadly zone. Caiyun moved like a flame-wreathed Saintess, her fiery domain disrupting external Spiritual Energy.
She pointed a jade finger. Space rippled as a crimson flame pierced the void, striking an expert. “Agh!” The scream pierced the air as her finger-strike killed a Soul Domain Sixth Realm cultivator.
“Careful!” shouted the remaining six, furious yet wary.
“Useless. Now I’ll take two,” Caiyun declared arrogantly. Her jade hand slashed through air, five crimson flames coalescing into a giant claw that crushed two enemies instantly.
The surviving four froze in terror. How could a fellow Soul Martial Realm cultivator slaughter experts like splitting melons?
“Pathetic. The Xuanhuo Sect barks about killing yet can’t back it up.”