Qiu Yuan was teaching Shi Zhu the cultivation method and swordsmanship on the mountain slope. Shi Zhu quickly cultivated his mana and mastered the Xuanyuan Nine Swords to the extent that he could control them as if they were parts of his body, but he had not yet achieved the state of Human Sword Unity.

On that day, after practicing the cultivation, Shi Zhu caught two fish in the river, grilled them, and the brothers chatted while eating.

Shi Zhu's cooking skill was quite impressive; he grilled the fish to perfection, with the right amount of fire control, the fragrance wafting forth. Despite not having completely given up food, Qiu Yuan, who had already reduced his food intake, couldn't help but salivate over the scent of the fish.

As they were enjoying their meal, suddenly several sword lights flew from the direction of the city. In the blink of an eye, they were upon them, and when the sword light dissipated, several people appeared.

One of them was Xiao Chan!

That day, she had been knocked unconscious by her own Poison Smoke, and she lay comatose for half a day. Upon waking up, she hurriedly took an antidote and found that her gourd had also been taken by someone.

She knew she was no match for that youth in black clothes and, gnashing her teeth in anger, she cursed him under her breath. She immediately used an Escape Skill to rush back to Wushan Mountain to find her master, Wu Xing.

Once Wu Xing heard that the Ten Generational Kind Person had been found, he immediately brought his disciples to the scene.

It so happened that his good friend Tang Caizhen, having nothing better to do, came over for a visit and saw Xiao Chan in her sorry state. So, she joined in to see what the excitement was all about.

The group circled briefly around the city and then saw the two youngsters grilling fish on the slope. They immediately turned their sword lights and flew towards them.

"You two little curs, still have the mood to grill fish here?" Xiao Chan was furious.

Her Flying Sword had been split in two by Shi Zhu, and when she picked it up afterward and showed it to her master Wu Xing, he told her it was no longer useable. That attempting to rejoin it would be easy to break again and it would be better to refine a new one.

The Enchanting Smoke that had taken several years to refine had also been stolen while she was unconscious—the efforts of eight years were nearly destroyed in an instant!

Qiu Yuan put down the grilled fish and his face grew cold, "Watch your mouth! Who are you calling curs?"

"I'm calling you!"

In these eight years, having been personally taught by Shi Feiyang and living in a tree hollow, enduring the hardships of wind and rain, Qiu Yuan's character had changed drastically from before.

Hearing Xiao Chan's unrepentant words, he flicked his hand and released the Three Yangs One Qi Sword.

The Shaoyang Sword transformed into a rainbow of colors and shot directly at Xiao Chan's face.

"Not good, retreat quickly!" Wu Xing, seeing the danger, hurriedly released his own Flying Sword to block for Xiao Chan.

With a loud clash, the swords met, and Wu Xing's sword light dimmed instantly.

He knew their Flying Swords differed too much in quality; if it were not for his extraordinary effort and the thick True Qi coating his sword, it would have been slashed in two at that moment.

He hurriedly breathed out True Qi, trying to reignite the sword light from his sword.

However, what he didn't know was that Qiu Yuan's Three Yangs One Qi Sword, when one sword was deployed, the other two would automatically follow. The leading sword's path guided the others; when it produced Sword Light, the following swords produced Sword Light of the same length, and when it transformed into a rainbow, the other swords would automatically follow without being urged.

He had only blocked the Shaoyang Sword; the other two, Zhongyang and Sun Swords, circumvented his sword and continued towards Xiao Chan.

Xiao Chan only felt a chilling light assaulting her face, causing her skin to sting, and the colorful lights dazzled her eyes until she could hardly keep them open.

She let out a scream and hurriedly retreated.

By that time, Qiu Yuan had already recalled his Immortal Sword, and the colorful sword light disappeared into his palm.

Looking at Xiao Chan again, her hair bun, along with the golden hairpin, had been swept by the crossing Sword Qi, cutting and scattering her hair, leaving her frightened and pale.

Wu Xing, feeling his True Qi damaged, hastily called his Flying Sword back.

His sword, hanging in front of him with dim light, was coaxed by his hand movements and True Qi infusion. It flickered a few times, then suddenly the front half fell off, crashing to the ground with a clang!

The group was astonished to see Wu Xing's Flying Sword break; in their eyes, with over a hundred years of Dao Level, Wu Xing was among the most formidable people they had ever seen.

A Sword Immortal of a hundred years meeting such a fate against a youngster apparently new to the Dao was beyond belief!

But contrary to being furious, Wu Xing was actually delighted!

He gazed at Qiu Yuan as though looking at a baby clutching a treasure. The lad was not advanced in his Dao Level, but he owned such a fine Immortal Sword, perfect to be taken by force!

Which cultivator didn't desire to possess a good sword?

If he could seize those three swords from across him, they would far exceed his old sword a hundred times.

He stared at Qiu Yuan with greed written all over his face, took out a small flag, and with a flick in the wind, it grew to over three meters long. He waved it towards Qiu Yuan.

As the flag fluttered, a raging Yin wind howled, rocks flew, sand stormed, and a large expanse of gloomy clouds gathered overhead, so loud that even face-to-face conversation was unclear.

In the wind, many evil spirits, resentful ghosts, Yakshas, and Demon Souls appeared, baring their teeth and claws as they flew towards Qiu Yuan.

Qiu Yuan, recognizing the danger, quickly wrapped himself and Shi Zhu in an escaping light and retreated rapidly, using sword light as a shield to block those evil creatures.

The Immortal Sword contained the upright Mysterious Sect Pure Yang Immortal Qi, and the Yin evil beings dared not approach too closely.

The Three Yangs One Qi Sword swirled around, casting a colorful sword rainbow tens of feet long. The evil spirits dared not let the sword rainbow touch them, as they would have to dodge and shift shape upon encountering it.

At that moment, Shi Zhu was also forming a sword technique with his hands. A rock not far away suddenly split open, and nine streaks of golden light shot out quickly—it was the Xuanyuan Nine Palace Sword!

Even when resting, these nine swords emitted golden light, too dazzling to behold. Shi Zhu would hide them within rocks or tree trunks and summon them when needed.

The evil ghosts and demon souls of Wu Xing hadn't undergone the sacrificial refinement of divine demons; they could handle ordinary immortal swords, but not the Three Yangs One Qi Sword, a relic of a Han Dynasty Sword Immortal, let alone the Xuanyuan Nine Palace Sword. Now in Shi Feiyang's hands, it had been re-refined by him, and its power was exceptional. Wu Xing's evil ghosts simply couldn't withstand it.

Quickly, several evil ghosts were split at the waist into pieces, their souls dissipating into thin strands. Then they were steamed away by the Pure Yang Immortal Qi on the swords until they were almost scattered!

The remaining specters were scared to approach, retreating farther and farther, and the circle surrounding the two of them grew increasingly large.

The two disciples of Wu Xing wanted to help their master and simultaneously launched their flying swords to attack.

Shi Zhu had diligently practiced swordsmanship these days, and today was the first time he applied it in combat. He immediately used the techniques taught by his senior brother and split two of the Xuanyuan swords to meet the incoming ones.

The golden sword light entwined with the two assailants' yellow sword lights, and in just an instant, they snapped piece by piece, falling to the ground as scraps of iron.

"Ouch!" the two disciples cried out loud, their efforts over many years had been in vain!

Among them, Plague Yellow Nails Jin Duo threw out three Plague Yellow nails, releasing them into three streaks of yellow light toward Shi Zhu.

Qiu Yuan was always protecting his junior brother, fearing that the novices would fall to the enemy's tricks. Now, with quick reflexes, he used a Shaoyang Sword to accurately intercept the Plague Yellow nails, reducing them to dust.

"Ouch!" Jin Duo let out another cry of heartache.

His junior brother released the Poison Smoke, a yellow fog spraying out to envelop both Qiu Yuan and his junior.

Qiu Yuan quickly formed a spell to control wind, blasting a breath of True Qi towards the ground in Xun Land, stirring up a fierce wind that whirled, forcefully blowing the yellow smoke back.

The smoke was a treasure re-forged by Immortal Law. It could normally be propelled by True Qi at will, directed to a specified location without being affected by the wind.

However, the wind summoned by Qiu Yuan was fierce, a godly wind from the Mysterious Sect's Xun Land, and the enemy couldn't control the momentum. The Poison Smoke was blown backwards, hitting him full on in the face.

Qiu Yuan's Three Yangs One Qi Sword then swiftly shot forth, piercing through the throat and killing Jin Duo. Then, sweeping backwards, the Shaoyang Sword arrived first. Before Wu Xing could cast any blocking spells, the other two swords followed closely and struck him down.

In a panic, Wu Xing rode a gust of Yin wind to fly away, but the three swords continued to sweep across, killing Plague Yellow Nails Jin Duo and then stabbing Xiao Chan to death.

Qiu Yuan had unleashed a killing spree, slaying three people in a blink of an eye.

Tang Caizhen, who was left, found Qiu Yuan good-looking, handsome, and in the midst of the wind, opened her arms wide, her outer robe already shed.

Her master, Yin Sutang was a legitimate Sword Immortal from the Kunlun Sect, but the skill she was using had been learned from another good girlfriend, Feng Siguni, which came from the Sword Immortal Granny Jin from Chongming Island, Pu Miaomiao's Three-Seven Demon Technique.

The True Scripture was originally the orthodox Dan Scripture of the Daoist teachings, which Pu Miaomiao could not fully understand. After many years of arduous contemplation, she combined her own interpretations with various skills learned elsewhere, creating the evil Demon Skill.

What Tang Caizhen was using was named "Three-Seven Qi Stealing Technique."

In the calculations of Yi Shu, three represented the birth number of Shaoyang, and seven represented the maturation number of Shaoyang. Originally, this scripture was for cultivating a stream of Shaoyang True Qi.

Pu Miaomiao had grasped a bit of the true meaning, but not much. On this basis, she invented this evil technique, different from the path of the Heavenly Demon Dance of the Demon Cult.

The skill of the Demon Cult revolves around seducing the other party's mind in order to further seize their Primordial Spirit.

Pu Miaomiao's technique directly seized the other party's True Qi, causing them to weaken and be unable to retain their essence. This would lead to reckless actions from the innate fire, destabilizing the Primordial Spirit, and ultimately absorbing all of one's Essence Energy through the air.

Tang Caizhen, plump and tender, with skin both white and soft, was only wearing a tube top and shorts once the outer robe was removed. She took off her golden hairpin, letting her hair hang loose and dance with the wind...

Qiu Yuan glanced at her twice, and immediately, his blood boiled, surging straight to the top of his head, his mind "buzzing" as if a pot of boiling water had erupted!

"You wench!" He had been observing Tang Caizhen all along, since she had not made a move and just watched from the sidelines, so he hadn't attacked her. But now, seeing her try to ruin his cultivation and feeling both embarrassed and angry, his face flushed, and he released his Flying Sword in a character '品' shape to slash towards Tang Caizhen.

Seeing that Tang Caizhen was clearly affected by his spell but still maintained an orderly swordplay without deviation, being both quick and fierce, he was shocked. She hastened to block with her Flying Needle, spewing out a cloud of pink fragrant mist, shooting five pins hidden within the mist for a stealthy attack.

Qiu Yuan entangled her Flying Sword with two of his own, trapping her Flying Needles with the third, simultaneously reducing them to useless metal.

By now, Tang Caizhen had already used her Invisibility Technique within the pink mist to disappear from sight.

Qiu Yuan sensed that she was still nearby, and without leaving, quickly warned Shi Zhu, "Junior brother, be careful. That wench has cast an invisibility spell and is lurking, waiting to ambush us!"

He was worried about being targeted while in the open, with the enemy hidden, and quickly summoned back the Three Yangs One Qi Sword to protect Shi Zhu and himself, while frantically pondering how to locate her.

Shi Zhu asked, "Senior brother, should we kill that woman?"

"Of course!" Qiu Yuan was forming a spell, about to try the Three Lights Tribulation Transformation Method to break her invisibility technique. "That wench has insulted me too much. When I find her..."

He hadn't finished speaking when Shi Zhu released all nine swords at one spot. Nine streaks of golden light, like flying golden dragons, shot three yards out. Suddenly, there came a scream from that spot. The invisible Tang Caizhen was forced to materialize, and without time to struggle, she was pierced by the nine swords and cut down on the spot!

Qiu Yuan was taken aback, his left hand still forming the Gathering Three Lights spell: "How did you know she was there?"

"I could see her," Shi Zhu replied. "Ever since I was young, I've been able to see ghosts. Many things that others cannot see, I can."

"Oh." Qiu Yuan sighed in relief, dispelling his technique. He touched his face, then ruffled Shi Zhu's hair, and looked up at the sky, "Just now, a Demon Master fled. That guy is also a master; left his disciples behind and ran away himself!"

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