Nine Nether Dragon Emperor-Chapter 111: Flying Sword Technique, Crisis Approaching!
"Miss, we don’t normally strike women. Please don’t force our hand!"
Seeing Wawa look their way, one of them said in a deep voice. They had the advantage in numbers and strength; they weren’t afraid of this young girl in the slightest! After all, there was only one Ning Xuan.
"Oh, thank you! You’re all so nice!" Wawa fluttered her beautiful eyes and gave a sweet smile, the very picture of innocence.
Some of the men were so smitten their sword hands trembled.
They were about to speak again when Wawa turned her head to watch the battle, her gaze following the Flying Swords, her eyes full of curiosity and excitement.
This is so much fun!
As for Ning Xuan’s safety, she wasn’t worried at all.
"Miss, this Flying Sword Technique is just a small branch of the way of the sword. Mastering it requires absolute Spirituality. Without enough Spirituality, it’s useless, even for someone with masterful swordsmanship!" the Sword Cultivator closest to Wawa said, taking the initiative. He was completely captivated by her beauty and had noticed her interest in the technique.
Wawa was a little baffled by his explanation. "Spirituality? What’s that?"
The man grew excited. "Spirituality means the sword has a spirit! To achieve this, a Sword Cultivator must treat their sword as a lifelong companion from a young age, nourishing it with their heart’s blood until it attunes to their will and they become one."
"It sounds similar to the Fourth Realm of swordsmanship, the Sword Heart Realm, but there’s a fundamental difference. The Sword Heart is the will, while the Heart Sword is the form! The Flying Sword Technique requires both form and spirit to be in perfect union!"
"We’ve all heard about your Junior Brother, Ning Xuan. He wasted six years, so there’s no way he could have nurtured a Heart Sword with his blood. He’s a goner!" As he spoke, a flash of fiery greed entered his eyes as he stared at Wawa.
Wawa glanced at him but said nothing.
He was about to say more when the smile on his face suddenly froze. His eyes were glued to the battlefield, his mouth gaping wide enough to fit a fist!
Flying Swords!
He saw Flying Swords! Two of them!
They were the very swords of the two Sword Cultivators who had just been killed!
The ones controlling them couldn’t possibly be two dead men!
It was...
NING XUAN!!!
"Ho-holy shit!"
He finally snapped back to his senses as two more heads went flying through the air.
Wawa’s soft laugh echoed.
The man’s heart felt as if it had been struck by a hammer!
BOOM!
A bursting sound erupted from within his chest. His eyes widened as he clutched his heart, staggered back three steps, and collapsed.
No one noticed him. Everyone’s gaze was fixed on the lone figure still standing on the battlefield!
If Ning Xuan had killed the two using any other method, they wouldn’t have been so shocked. Killing Sword Cultivators who had mastered the Flying Sword Technique *with* the Flying Sword Technique—and using their own swords to do it—completely shattered their understanding of the world!
This bastard didn’t even know the Flying Sword Technique before! He learned it on the spot and actually fucking succeeded! How he had managed it was beyond their comprehension.
"Do you have any more impressive moves?" Ning Xuan exhaled a breath of turbid air and swept his gaze over them, his eyes glinting with excitement. Thanks to them, I learned the Sword Control Technique, and now I’ve mastered the impressive Flying Sword Technique! These Sword Cultivators are absolute angels! If only they had more to teach me!
The remaining Sword Cultivators’ mouths twitched.
More?! We don’t have a damn thing!
They finally understood. This jerk saw them as fat sheep, and he didn’t just want to shear their wool—he wanted to skin them alive!
"We don’t!" someone blurted out.
Seeing Ning Xuan frown, the man shivered in fear and hastily pointed down the mountain. "They do!"
"Right! They do! Hundreds of Sword Cultivators came from Cloud Floating Mountain this time. We’re just the weakest of the bunch!"
"Yeah, yeah! They found Wu Ming’s body and heard the commotion up here, so they sent us to check things out first."
The remaining Sword Cultivators all chattered at once, their message essentially the same. Ning Xuan could kill with the Flying Sword Technique; they stood no chance. We need to get out of here, fast!
"Fine. Leave your Storage Rings, then you can go," Ning Xuan said flatly, his interest already fading.
"What, is there a problem?" Ning Xuan asked with a frown. At the same time, four swords rose into the air, humming ominously.
"No problem! Absolutely no problem!"
The Sword Cultivators took off their Storage Rings as they spoke, then fled the area at top speed.
Ning Xuan collected all the Storage Rings, transferring the Element Crystals within to the Stone Command. A search with his Divine Sense revealed nothing of much value. He decided to find time to take them to the Bi Luo Palace. While there, he would also collect the remaining Element Crystals from the sale of the two Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills.
Just as he finished sorting through them, a voice rang out. "How did it go? Any..."
Ning Xuan whipped his head around. Two Sword Cultivators had appeared. Their surprised expressions instantly curdled as their Sword Qi flared. Upon seeing the four dead masters of the Flying Sword Technique, one of their longswords let out a sharp, piercing ring.
「At the same time.」
An identical metallic ring echoed from the base of the mountain below!
WHOOSH!
A Flying Sword shot through the air.
A head flew!
PFFT!
Ning Xuan drew his sword, his speed no slower than the Flying Sword! He slit the other man’s throat in a single motion!
"Senior Sister, let’s go!"
Ning Xuan called to Wawa while snatching the Storage Rings. The two humans and a dog vanished in a flash.
By the time the Sword Cultivators from the foot of the mountain arrived, they were greeted by a field of corpses.
Everyone froze, at a loss for words. The area was as silent as a graveyard.
"What are you all standing around for? After them!" someone suddenly yelled, snapping out of his daze.
The others awoke as if from a dream. The only reason their target would flee was that he was either injured or his strength was spent. If they could catch him now, they would be rewarded with a Divine Weapon for bringing him back to Cloud Floating Mountain, dead or alive!
Back inside the depleted mine, Wawa’s words made Ning Xuan flush with embarrassment. "Junior Brother, why are you so weak? You barely killed anyone?" 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
After they entered, Wawa had restored the Formation, so Ning Xuan was currently slumped against the wall without a care for his image, panting heavily.
"Senior Sister, many of them were at the King Realm, and the others had formidable swordsmanship. But you’re right, I’m still too weak. Quick, can you see if there are any more Element Veins around?"
Wawa shook her head.
Ning Xuan wasn’t disappointed. The probability of finding a higher-grade Element Vein near an Eighth Grade one was minuscule.
After restoring his Element Force with Element Crystals, Ning Xuan suddenly remembered that a Martial Artist had given him something before dying back when he encountered Yuan Yurong in the Pride Hunting Ground.
He quickly took it out, unfolding the sheepskin scroll that had been folded into a small square. Drawn on the ancient-looking parchment was a mountain range with several visible peaks. Beyond that, there was nothing else—no labels, not even simple lines.
Ning Xuan turned it over and over, but he couldn’t make heads or tails of it.
"Huh, I think I’ve seen this place somewhere before," Wawa, who had wandered over, suddenly said.
Without a moment’s hesitation, Ning Xuan handed her the scroll. "Senior Sister, take your time. Look it over and think about it."
Not wanting to disturb her, Ning Xuan sat down some distance away and began to slowly absorb the stored Element Crystals to consolidate his Realm.
「Outside.」
The Sword Cultivators who had scattered in all directions began to slowly converge again. Ning Xuan had been careful, but he had underestimated the devouring power of the Chaos Ancestral Dragon Scripture and his Divine Vein.
Martial Artists at the King Realm could sense the unusual flow of the world’s Element Qi!
Soon, dozens of Sword Cultivators had gathered outside the depleted mine, all staring at the same spot.
After exchanging glances, several of them raised their swords in unison
