Chapter 78: The Gift of the Demon

“Kill!”

With a roar from Qin Yangjun, a sword light shot out.

Thunder and flame condensed into a crescent moon.

The boundless killing intent spread across the entire sky.

The fleeing girl sensed the danger, but she could no longer avoid it.

She turned back to see the sword beam laced with killing sword intent.

She smiled.

Then her figure vanished in the sword light.

Meanwhile, ten thousand miles away, in a demon cave of jagged rocks, a man seated on a skull throne spat out a mouthful of blood.

Beneath the throne were massive stone pillars. Under the pillars, bones were piled high. Countless vengeful spirits wailed and climbed below the pillars, but they could never reach even half their height.

On each pillar stood a person, male or female, their faces shrouded in dark shadows.

At that moment, a bat demon flew in.

Seeing the blood beneath the throne, the bat demon froze.

“Master, are you alright?”

The man on the throne waved his hand. “It’s nothing. Just a broken seed. How did your mission go?”

“Just as you expected, the turmoil in the Southern and Northern Demon Realms was related to the Blazing Flame clan. Now the Blazing Flame clan is in ruins. When the clan fell into chaos, Qin Yangjun was not in the ancient city.”

“Huh… I knew Qin Yangjun wouldn’t go to the Southern and Northern Demon Realms for no reason. Too bad the demon seed didn’t take root. And those two women, which one do you think has a bloodline inheritance?”

Xu Yi Moyuan’s words seemed to be asking the bat demon, but also himself.

He then continued, “The phantom that appeared in the ancient city has impressive power. If only I could use it… Too bad that probing attack was blocked by Qin Yangjun. Otherwise, I could have tested it.”

The bat demon’s expression faltered slightly. He didn’t know if he should answer that question. Then he continued, “Besides the Blazing Flame clan, there’s another piece of news. The remaining eight demon kings of the Southern and Northern Demon Realms all died at the Blazing Flame clan. At that time, a storm raged above the clan, its power comparable to a Tribulation Transcendence realm expert.”

“Oh, I see. I gave that little Peng King backing to stir up trouble in the ancient city, but he was useless. He didn’t dare to truly fight, got used by others instead, and even lost his opportunity. Now the demon kings are dead. Ah, there’s no need to use the Southern and Northern Demon Realms anymore.”

As Xu Yi Moyuan finished speaking, a person jumped down from one of the pillars.

“I’ll go refine those demons.”

With that, the person turned into a wisp of black qi and dissipated.

After the person disappeared, the man on the throne ran his hand through his hair in slight irritation.

“This Qin Yangjun has comprehended the Golden Crow Martial Image. He’ll be a big problem in the future. How about you go kill him?”

Xu Yi Moyuan looked at the bat demon with eager expectation. The bat demon’s expression stiffened.

“M-me… go kill him? But I’m only at the Golden Core realm. I… I…”

This bat demon was only at the Golden Core realm. Sending him to kill Qin Yangjun was no different from sending him to his death.

“Hahaha, just kidding, just kidding. Go on, get out.”

“Yes, yes…”

But as soon as the bat demon turned around, a surge of black qi erupted. The bat demon’s body exploded instantly.

His voice echoed eerily through the cave. “You shouldn’t have had the thought of refusal.”

Before long, another black-robed figure walked in. He disposed of the bat demon’s corpse with a burst of black flames.

“How many does that make?”

Xu Yi Moyuan asked lazily.

“The hundred and ninety-first.”

“Those four sects do have some methods, able to restore these creatures’ sanity. Unfortunately, these are all fake demon seeds, mere toys. I’ve grown tired of playing with them. Dispose of them all.”

“Yes!”

Then the black-robed figure turned and left the cave. From his throne, Xu Yi Moyuan looked in the direction of Qin Yangjun, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

“Qin Yangjun… ah… Qin Yangjun, I wonder if you’ll like the gift I’ve left for you.”

Half an incense stick earlier, on the immortal ship.

After Qin Yangjun killed the black-clad girl, he landed slowly.

The people below were all stunned.

“Damn… Am I seeing things? He killed a major cultivator at the mid Void Grotto realm with one sword strike?”

Situ Ye stared at the sky, also dumbfounded.

“You’re not wrong, because I saw it too. It doesn’t seem like an illusion.”

Liu Ruoqing was also shocked and sighed.

“The Golden Crow Martial Image is one thing, but he actually had this hidden card too.”

She increasingly felt she couldn’t see through Qin Yangjun.

Yu Lingyue was also stunned. “Senior Brother… so strong.”

But Hua Yaoyao looked at the sword energy in the distance. After the excitement, her expression suddenly became somewhat dejected.

She recalled how she had struggled against the demon cultivator earlier.

Even Yu Lingyue, who was lower in cultivation, had gone to help, but she couldn’t be of any use.

She couldn’t help looking at the Cold Water in her hand, and a thought emerged.

‘Am I… too weak?’

Beside her, Yu Lingyue seemed to notice her senior sister’s dejected expression.

She also looked at the Cold Water in Hua Yaoyao’s hand, showing a thoughtful expression.

After dealing with that woman, the battle on the immortal ship also came to an end. Yin Kang Xuehan seized an opportunity and killed the Mahayana realm demon cultivator she was fighting. The two peak masters also finished their battles.

Soon, a peak master came up to report.

No deaths, only a few severely injured and ten lightly injured.

The severely injured weren’t on the verge of death. They should be saveable.

This battle was a great victory for their side.

But what surprised Qin Yangjun was that Jiang Yanfeng was also among the lightly injured, and was still unconscious.

During the battle, he thought he had seen him for a moment, but wasn’t sure.

Then Qin Yangjun shook his head and stopped thinking about that kid.

That guy liked to cause him trouble. After being taught a lesson at Canggu City, he had become much more restrained.

This punishment was a final warning. If he dared to cause trouble again, he wouldn’t hesitate to disregard their sect brotherhood.

After all, when dealing with annoying flies, killing them is the best solution.

Just then, Yin Kang Xuehan came to Qin Yangjun’s side. She looked at him with some surprise.

“I didn’t expect you to have comprehended sword intent at such a young age. How many people have you killed?”

Although she was locked in battle with that demon cultivator at the time, she had sensed the commotion from Qin Yangjun’s side.

That chilling intent that crawled into her spine was clearly the killing sword intent.

Comprehending killing sword intent requires piling up blood.

When one truly reaches the stage of comprehension, the people they’ve killed could form a mountain.

Qin Yangjun smiled and looked at the Blood Howl in his hand.

“This is my sister’s sword intent. Me? I wouldn’t know how.”

Yin Kang Xuehan followed his gaze and saw that the long sword in his hand was now cracked.

She suddenly understood. “Sword intent nourishes the sword. No wonder. But now you need to find a new weapon.”

Qin Yangjun smiled but said nothing.

Instead, he stared intently at the empty Death Soul Boat across from them.

The one who should have been targeting Yu Lingyue and Zhangsun Youyou had set his sights on him instead.

This is not a good thing.

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