Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 191: Devil Saber

The mark on Lu Yang’s palm displayed the number “one,” while it read “eighty-seven” for the Ancient Piercer. After Lu Yang killed the Ancient Piercer, his mark changed to “eighty-eight.”

“So this is that infamous devil saber? It killed all its previous owners with the Ancient Piercer being the temporary exception?”

From how the Ancient Piercer casually tossed his things around, it was evident that he hardly bore any sense of morality. Lu Yang even had to pick them up for him.

The devil saber was dark red. Its hilt appeared to be crafted from the horn of some colossal demon beast. A ruby red gemstone resembling an eye was inlaid where the hilt joined the blade. Apart from its strange design, Lu Yang found nothing else of note.

“Hmm, this saber is quite interesting,” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy suddenly remarked. “The hilt is forged from the horn of a jiao dragon, while the blade is made from refined steel. As for the crimson gemstone, it’s actually the eye of the demon beast called the ‘fei ox.’”

The fei ox[1] was a powerful large demon beast that roamed the wilderness. It had the body of an ox, a white head, a snake’s tail, and only one eye.

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy finally played her role as a golden finger cheat, explaining the intriguing traits of the saber to Lu Yang.

“The materials used are stellar. If forged properly, this saber can develop a spiritual nature. However, the blacksmith’s skills were inadequate, crafting a mere shell. That said, even if it is an empty shell, it is still a rare treasure. This saber instinctively craves a spiritual nature, which is why it lusts for blood and slaughter. The more it kills, the more likely it can develop a spiritual nature.”

Lu Yang asked, “How does it acknowledge a new master?”

“You just have to drip your blood on it.” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy proceeded to advise, “But I wouldn’t recommend you to claim it. This saber is extremely greedy and insatiable. If you become its master, the more blood you feed it, the more it desires to consume its master. Even if you don’t feed it blood, it will still turn on you.”

In ancient times, there were also magical treasures with similar characteristics. The Everlasting Immortal Fairy had witnessed numerous self-assured geniuses who believed they were special and capable of taming such magical treasures. From the results though, only a handful ever succeeded.

“So that’s how it is.” Lu Yang finally understood why the devil saber’s previous wielders were all killed by it. The blade had never intended to let its master live. “It’s an interesting saber.”

“The only reason the Ancient Piercer hasn’t suffered from the backlash is that he had wielded the saber for too short a time.”

Lu Yang asked another question, “If this devil saber develops a spiritual nature, how powerful would it be?”

“In any case, it’s not even worthy enough to be my stepping stone,” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy replied in contempt.

Lu Yang let out an “oh.” Looks like this devil saber’s quality isn’t anything impressive.

All this while, Yun Zhi had been quietly reading her book. She was confident that Lu Yang’s trio would have no trouble winning the competition

During their conversation, the mark on Lu Yang’s palm had changed twice, jumping from “88” to “131.”

As the Fleshly Monk became the center of everyone’s attention, he failed to acquire a Ginseng Fruit. Instead, two somewhat well-known Foundation Establishment cultivators managed to lay their hands on the remaining Ginseng Fruits. Without any exception, both were poisoned to death.

Since the other Ginseng Fruits were too far away, Lu Yang couldn't sense the state of his Ginseng Fruit clones. He deactivated his clone state and reverted to his original height. Storing the devil saber in his storage ring, he began searching for his next target.

The storage ring was something he had prepared at the last minute. After all, he couldn’t use the Dao-Seeking Sect’s identity jade tablet as a storage ring; that would be overly brazen.

“Hmm? Whose blood is this?” Lu Yang noticed a few spots of fresh blood on the ground nearby, seemingly left behind by someone injured while fleeing.

“I should follow and take a look.” Since they’re injured, their combat power will undoubtedly be weaker. These are practically free points at my doorstep.

Just as Lu Yang had deduced, the closer he got to the injured person, the more obvious the blood trail became; what had started as a few drops was now a puddle, clearly indicating that the person was gravely injured.

Finally, Lu Yang caught up to the injured individual—it was the Fleshly Monk!

The Fleshly Monk’s large hand was currently choking a person. With a sharp crack, he snapped the person’s neck.

“Yet another one lured into my trap.” The Fleshly Monk revealed a cruel smile.

During the battle for the Ginseng Fruits, he had pretended to be outnumbered and fled while injured, drawing several competitors to chase him. Then, one by one, he killed them all.

“I can’t help that I’m too infamous. If I hadn’t done this, I wouldn’t have been able to find anyone to take out,” the Fleshly Monk explained with a grin. As one of the top three seeded contestants, everyone else ran at the mere sight of him, leaving him no chance to exchange blows with someone.

I might as well deliberately expose a weakness and let the fish take the bait.

The Fleshly Monk mused, “Hmm? You look familiar, but whatever. Regardless of who you are, count yourself unlucky that you’ve run into me!” He had found Lu Yang familiar because the Ginseng Fruit looked like the latter, as if they were father and son. However, the Fleshly Monk didn’t have time to connect the dots yet.

As the Fleshly Monk clenched his fists and stretched his muscles taut, his bleeding wounds healed instantly. Whipping out a golden alms bowl, he was ready to trap Lu Yang.

Lu Yang silently retrieved the devil saber from his storage ring, squatted down, and smeared it with the blood left behind by the Fleshly Monk.

The devil saber immediately acknowledged the Fleshly Monk as its new master.

It hovered in the air before thrusting toward the Fleshly Monk with a whoosh. Perhaps the devil saber had never encountered such a generous master before and wanted to give its new master a warm embrace—with the blade’s edge.

Color drained from the Fleshly Monk’s face. Where did the devil saber come from? Why is it attacking me?

The devil saber pierced through the golden alms bowl that had accompanied the Fleshly Monk for years, while the Fleshly Monk struggled in the battle.

Lu Yang clicked his tongue from the sidelines. “With skills like that, how did he catch the eye of the Hanging Monastery?”

The Hanging Monastery was the smallest of the Five Great Immortal Sects, only accepting exceptionally gifted disciples. Based on the Fleshly Monk’s abilities, he’d be lucky to qualify as a servant in the Hanging Monastery.

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The Fleshly Monk refuted as he fought, “The Hanging Monastery claims that everyone has a chance to join. I naturally had the chance to join them. I simply chose not to!”

“...You really know how to flatter yourself.”

The Fleshly Monk was powerless against the devil saber, which pierced his heart in one fluid motion.

The devil saber was once again without a master.

“What a pity. It just accepted a new master, and now he’s gone.”

Lu Yang picked up the devil saber and continued on his journey.

“Blood Deluges the Yellow Springs[2]!” Someone who had their sights set on Lu Yang launched a sneak attack.

A crimson wave reeking of blood gushed toward Lu Yang.

Lu Yang remained calm and unhurried as he fished out the devil saber again. As someone with a Sword Spirit Root, he had a natural affinity with sabers and swords; comprehending saber techniques was not a difficult task for him.

He performed a saber technique he had just invented.

“Master Acknowledgement Saber Technique!”

The devil saber slashed through the blood-red torrent of water, just like a shark that had smelled blood. Gleaming with an eerie red light, it stabbed through Lu Yang’s attacker once more.

“Raging Waves Bloody Palm!”

“Master Acknowledgement Saber Technique!”

“Blood Skeleton!”

“Master Acknowledgement Saber Technique!”

As expected of a diabolic creed, the techniques they practiced were either related to vengeful ghosts and skeletons or blood and souls of the dead. They were perfect candidates for the devil saber’s master.

Relying on just the Master Acknowledgement Saber Technique, Lu Yang became undefeatable. Unfortunately, all the owners of the devil saber were short-lived individuals—not a single person lasted more than three seconds before suffering from the backlash.

Lu Yang shook his head regretfully. All I wanted was to find a master for the devil saber. Why is it so hard?

“Such a fine magical treasure, yet none of you have the fortune of wielding it.”

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More and more people learned of Lu Yang’s existence, with rumors circulating that he had become the new master of the devil saber and killed indiscriminately, a more ruthless individual than the Ancient Piercer.

Some people also noticed Lu Yang’s striking resemblance to the Ginseng Fruits. Associating it with those poisoned to death, they deduced that the Ginseng Fruits had been a ruse all along.

In the dense forest, Lu Yang had bumped into Meng Jingzhou after the devil saber impaled another master as usual.

Meng Jingzhou glared at Lu Yang with gritted teeth. “Well played, huh? You disguised yourself as Ginseng Fruits and fooled everyone!”

1. The Fei is once again from the Shan Hai Jing. It is a fierce beast with one eye and looks like an ox with the tail of a snake. ☜

2. Huangquan or “Yellow Springs” refers to the underworld. ☜