I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 316 - 256: Sword Demon
After Chen Sheng transformed into a golden Escape Light and disappeared into the horizon for a long time, a faint moan came from the ruins of the White Bone Mountain Market.
A cultivator at the Qi Cultivation Fifth Layer, covered in blood, slowly crawled out from under a corpse—his left arm was cut by Sword Qi, the coarse Daoist robe was soaked in blood, and his face was stained with dirt and bloodstains, with eyes full of lingering fear.
He cautiously observed the surroundings, and only after confirming there were no more Sword Qi fluctuations did he dare to softly call into the depths of the ruins:
"Is anyone still alive?"
A few moments later, several battered figures crawled out one by one—some had broken legs, struggling to stand with broken White Bones.
Some had internal organs shaken by Sword Qi, coughing up blood with every step, while others were curled up behind the ruins of a shop, holding their heads in trembling fear.
Most of these survivors were Qi Cultivators; Foundation Establishment Cultivators were almost all named and killed by Chen Sheng.
They looked at the corpses all over the ground and the blood that stained the Demon Pattern Stone, faces full of terror, not daring to speak loudly and only communicating their fear with their eyes.
At this moment, five overpowering Golden Core auras suddenly approached from afar, like five black meteors, quickly landing at the center of the market.
Leading them was a cultivator wearing a gray robe, emitting the pressure of a Mid-stage Golden Core.
The other four Golden Core Early-stage cultivators, some carrying a blood-colored long knife, others holding a Skull Staff, were evidently demonic cultivators entrenched nearby.
The gray-robed cultivator glanced at the tragic state of the market—corpses everywhere, Spirit Vein aura in chaos, and lingering sharp Sword Qi in the air, and couldn’t help but gasp, muttering:
"Such strong Sword Qi! Such a heavy killing intent! Who is the ruthless person that could even kill the White Bone Three Fiends?"
The other four Golden Core cultivators frowned, their gazes sweeping over the corpses, showing a hint of shock and greed when they saw the dismembered bodies of the White Bone Three Fiends.
A cultivator carrying a blood-colored long knife shouted at the survivors:
"What happened just now? Who killed the White Bone Three Fiends?"
The Qi Cultivator who crawled out first hurriedly knelt, his voice trembling:
"R...Reporting to the elder! It was a senior in black clothes; he formed his Core inside the stone house, and when the White Bone Three Fiends elders came to inquire, they were instantly killed with sword threads! Later, he released Sword Rain, killing many Foundation Establishment elders, and then flew away!"
Not daring to hide anything, he disclosed everything he saw, describing even the phenomena of Chen Sheng’s Core Formation clearly.
Upon hearing, the Golden Core cultivators immediately understood—a newly formed Core that could kill three Golden Cores coupled with such a magnificent Core Formation phenomenon was definitely no ordinary loose cultivator, likely a disciple of a Nascent Soul Grand Sect. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞
They exchanged glances, each one seeing apprehension in the others’ eyes, swiftly categorizing Chen Sheng as someone not to provoke.
"Since that fellow Daoist has left, and the bodies aren’t collected, clearly he doesn’t fancy the remaining profits of this market."
The gray-robed cultivator suddenly spoke, a hint of greed in his voice:
"The White Bone Three Fiends are dead; the underground Tier Three Spiritual Vein and market profits shouldn’t go to waste. How about we engage in a match, and the winner decides the division of the market, what do you say?"
The other four Golden Core cultivators’ eyes lit up instantly, nodding in agreement:
"Alright! Let’s go as the fellow Daoist proposes!"
Before the words fell, a cultivator wielding a Skull Staff was the first to strike, a black Corpse Qi shooting towards the gray-robed cultivator.
The cultivator with the blood-colored long knife was not to be outdone, unsheathing the long knife and slashing a blood-colored Sword Qi at the opponent beside him.
The five Golden Core cultivators instantly clashed into a battle, Demonic Qi, Sword Qi, and Corpse Qi wreaking havoc in the market, further destroying the already ruined shops.
After half an incense stick’s time, the battle ended.
The gray-robed cultivator, covered in blood and with a portion of his left arm cut off, stood amidst the corpses, holding a cyan Flying Sword seized from an opponent.
With the Celestial Zombie Technique he cultivated, possessing extremely strong defense, he managed to withstand the siege of four cultivators and emerged as the final victor.
The gray-robed cultivator panted heavily, his face full of smug satisfaction, ready to announce the market’s ownership, but was interrupted by a cold, disdainful voice coming from the void, like an ice spike piercing into their ears:
"While I was just off for a piss, some strays dared to divide my spoils?"
At these words, the faces of the gray-robed cultivator and the four equally seriously injured Golden Core cultivators changed drastically, swiftly looking towards the sky.
Before they could react, the void suddenly fluctuated, and five faint golden sword threads fell like lightning, precisely aiming at their heads!
"Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!"
Five soft sounds followed by five heads falling to the ground, blood spurting out.
Chen Sheng’s figure slowly emerged from the void, playing with the five freshly collected Storage Rings in his hand, his eyes coldly sweeping over the corpses below as if it was a trivial task.
With a wave of his sleeve, intertwined Yin Yang Qi attracted the corpses of the Golden Core cultivators and absorbed them into a single Storage Pouch, constantly shrinking.
"Five bait points, perfectly crafted!"
He tucked the Storage Rings into his robe, turning his gaze towards the depths of the market—the lair of the White Bone Three Fiends and the few Golden Core cultivators, which likely hid a considerable amount of resources.
His figure moved, transforming into a black Escape Light to fly towards the cave behind the market to thoroughly plunder the "relics" of these remains.
In the following months, similar events played out at various Tier Three Spiritual Vein strongholds throughout the Li Country.
Whenever Chen Sheng found a demonic Golden Core stronghold, he would conceal his presence and start baiting; once more Golden Cores were lured in, he would thunderously slaughter all the Golden Core cultivators and leave after looting the resources.
Sometimes it was freshly formed Core cultivators contesting for Spirit Veins, other times seasoned Golden Cores dividing their interests; all who encountered him ended up as his sword’s victims and "resource reserves."
For a while, the demonic circle in the southeastern corner of the Li Country was restless, with Golden Core cultivators closing their doors, not daring to venture out in search of resources.
Nobody knew if the "black-clad Sword Cultivator" would suddenly appear and turn them into "targets for sword refinement."
Good samaritans even dubbed Chen Sheng with the nickname "Sword Demon," spreading far and wide, reaching even the ears of demonic cultivators in neighboring Nascent Soul Grand Sects.
Such acts of "killing Golden Cores like chickens" ultimately drew attention from higher levels.
In the Wushan Dao of the Li Country, within a cloud-shrouded cave, Wind Demon True Monarch slowly opened his eyes.
Dressed in a black Daoist robe, surrounded by a faint gray Demonic Qi, he was one of the few Nascent Soul True Monarchs in Li Country, at the Nascent Soul Early-stage Cultivation.
Through his Witch Demon Incarnation left in the outside world, he sensed the aura disorder of several Tier Three Spiritual Veins and captured a trace of remaining sharp Sword Qi and spatial fluctuations.
"Interesting."
Wind Demon True Monarch gathered a wisp of gray Demonic Qi at his fingertips, with a blurred image of Chen Sheng killing Golden Cores floating within it.
Observing the spatial fluctuations in the image closely, his eyes flashed with understanding: "So, it’s a Daoist who has possessed another to cultivate anew."
He had been in seclusion for years, unaware if any demonic True Monarch had recently fallen, but judging by the other’s actions...
Decisive in killing, proficient in void and Sword Dao, targeting only loose Golden Core cultivators, not touching major sects’ interests—clearly an experienced and seasoned True Monarch.
"Very well, this Daoist seems to have a sense of measure, merely harvesting a batch of loose cultivators without disturbing the foundation of my Wushan Dao."
Wind Demon True Monarch slowly retracted the Demonic Qi, a meaningful smile playing on his lips.
Understanding well that when confronting a "mighty dragon" emerging among the loose cultivators, he naturally needed to suppress it to maintain his status in the Li Country.
But facing a fellow True Monarch of the same level, despite any damage to the other’s Dharma Body, he couldn’t easily handle it.
Especially such a ruthless person acting unscrupulously; provoking might lead to endless revenge, and his Wushan Dao’s "vast business" couldn’t withstand such turmoil.
Figuring this out, Wind Demon True Monarch no longer concerned himself with Chen Sheng, closing his eyes again to immerse in cultivation.
At this moment, Chen Sheng stood in a treasure cave of a Golden Core cultivator, counting the freshly looted Spirit Crystals and Refining Materials.
The resources amassed over these days had enabled him to complete his cultivation at the Golden Core Stage; soon, he genuinely planned to find a relatively safe place to retreat into seclusion, aiming to refine his Lifebound Flying Sword in the process.
