Chen Ping's Sword
Chapter 352 - 174: Blood Dance Radiant Sun, Hexi Tiger Commander (Part 3)
Master Yun Qi slashed seven times in succession, transforming into a river of blood, but saw his opponent neither block nor parry, merely standing there to endure, mocking him instead. For some reason, a nerve was struck, and he suddenly became furious.
"Take another move of mine, Blood Dance Radiant Sun."
Boom...
His entire body seemed to ignite.
The long blade in his hand spun, turning into a wheel of blood-colored light.
The light shone brightly, like the setting sun in the west, accompanied by the blood shadow and blade light, roaring as it crazily slashed at Chen Ping.
"Good, this move is somewhat interesting."
Chen Ping abruptly opened his eyes.
He quietly watched as the blood-colored radiant sun struck his chest, as the Glazed Blood Gang exploded open like waves, a sharp long blade breaking skin and bone, piercing straight into his heart.
"Now is the time."
He raised his head and shouted furiously, a golden phantom appeared behind him, expressionless, also clad in a blue robe with a towering crown, wielding a long sword.
All injuries on his body were instantly transferred, his Qi Mechanism not only did not decline but instead surged almost double.
The Black Sword soared like a raging dragon, reversing its thrust.
Simultaneously, the phantom behind him made the same move.
With the same sword move, slashing diagonally.
This sword strike split Yin and Yang, rotated the dual principles, and brought peace to all lands.
The Seven Stars in the sky shone brightly, the area of several acres in front split in half, dirt and stone separated, forming a long trench.
The rippling Sword Momentum exploded, countless starry light points burst into skyward fireworks.
Master Yun Qi of the Blood Shadow Sect could only let out a piercing, wild scream, as he transformed into thousands of blood-colored light points trying to disperse and escape outward, yet was enveloped by the light of this grand sword.
Countless blood-colored light points all turned to ashes.
Only a long howl of despair resonated.
"A Unity Realm Grandmaster temporarily boosted by absorbing the blood of All Living Beings? Only the life-saving skill is noteworthy, the combat power isn’t."
Chen Ping exhaled a long breath.
After annihilating all of the opponent’s Heart Soul Divine Thought with one sword, he knew that had he not arrived in time and let this evident expert from the Blood Shadow Sect break through to the Unity Realm normally and prepare various contingencies in advance, it would have been exceedingly difficult to eliminate him cleanly.
If even a fragment of Heart Soul Consciousness escaped, it would require significant effort to track or kill him the next time.
Having absorbed so much blood and lurking in Xingqing Prefecture for nearly two years, this man committed unknowable evils. If not for this assassination and his own plan of casting a wide net to catch big fish by chance, he might really not have discovered such a big fish hidden in Xingqing Prefecture.
From this perspective, that Golden-Faced Assassin from Wind and Cloud Pavilion, Zang Qiuyan, indeed contributed.
"Zang Qiuyan? Not sure if he’s from the Zang Family among the Thirteen Noble Families, well, no need to interrogate, just use Spiritual Shock and Small Soul-Searching Technique directly."
With the cultivation of a Heaven and Earth Unity Realm Grandmaster, using Silk Thread Puppetry and Shadowless Swordsmanship, in the eyes of those below Grandmaster, Chen Ping seemed to leap out of this world’s constraints.
No matter how Zang Qiuyan circled or was cautious, he couldn’t escape Chen Ping’s tracking nor detect his presence.
Thus, Chen Ping not only followed the other to the Shihai Trading Company but also listened from afar to the conversation between Zang Qiuyan and either Master Fan or Yun Qi.
In this way, he also learned the beginning and end of the incident.
However, he still did not understand some details, needing to question further.
He ignored the sounds of fighting from outside the Fan Family’s mansion, nor did he bother with the Xuanwu Guard martial artists rushing in like the wind to salute him. He merely approached Zang Qiuyan and pointed, a glow of light shining at his fingertip.
The Golden-Faced Assassin from Wind and Cloud Pavilion was not yet entirely dead, still had a breath left.
However, after being struck by two subsequent impacts and having been previously injured, he was in a critical state.
Chen Ping pointed at his forehead, not to plant a Dao Seed or assist in cultivation, but to stimulate the last ounce of potential in him, aligning his mind with Zang Qiuyan’s, suppressing the spirit, and letting him unwittingly speak.
"What technique did you use to control Xiaoyun, the little girl who attempted assassination?"
Chen Ping asked gravely.
His Spiritual Power was more than ten times stronger than Zang Qiuyan’s, enabling him to crush and control the other directly without needing too many skills, the severely injured Zang Qiuyan had no resistance at all.
Opening his mouth, he answered: "It’s the Hidden Communication Grand Technique."
"Reveal the Technique."
Chen Ping knew that the various Soul-Grabbing and Spirit-Catching Techniques circulating in the Jianghu each had their unique uses, and without understanding the opponent’s manipulation method, even with his Spiritual Power, saving the confused Xiaoyun would be difficult.
Xiaoyun, originally the only daughter of a small restaurant owner in Xingqing Prefecture, envied the skills of Jianghu martial artists, paid silver to join the Primordial Martial Arts Hall, and was considered an apprentice.
No matter what her initial reason was for joining the Primordial Martial Arts Hall, whether to learn martial arts and become a Jianghu Martial Hero or merely to gain some self-defense skill to avoid being bullied.
Given that this little girl, after the upheaval in Xingqing Prefecture, did not leave the Martial Hall and kept training and fighting alongside her seniors, Chen Ping couldn’t ignore her.
She was one of his own.
The damage caused by the power of suggestion could be healed with medicine, not a serious injury, replenishing it would have her recovered in a few months.
However, psychic damage, without targeted rescue methods, could easily turn her into an idiot if mishandled.