Cultivating by picking up attributes, I accumulate my strength! - Chapter 175
Chapter 175: Chapter 121 Mysterious Devil, Third-Rank Capital Official, Max Level Swordsmanship !
Translator: 549690339
The man with the Silver Giant Axe on his back stared at Liang Lian, saying, “I know you are officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty’s court and important ones at that. However, you’ve chosen the wrong side, and killed disciples of my Seven Evils Sect. Not only do you owe an explanation to us Demon Cultivators, but you also owe one to the Seven Evils Sect. To compensate, your lives shall remain here today.”
“I’d like to see who dares?”
Pang Kong leaped up, his hands grasping the hilt of his sword. He released pure magic power from within him, activating the inscriptions on his sword.
“Whoosh!”
The tip of his sword emitted a beam of light that was a dozen yards long, attracting all the surrounding Spiritual Qi.
Jiang Kui sneered, grabbed his Silver War Ax from his back, leapt up over ten meters high from the back of the Golden Leopard Giant Tiger, and furiously chopped down towards Pang Kong.
“Heavenly Full Moon!”
Pang Kong mobilized his full magic power, striking out with one sword.
“Swoosh!”
The Silver Giant Axe chopped the War Sword in Pang Kong’s hand into pieces. The axe left a silver trail in the air and struck Pang Kong’s body, severing his right arm.
“Ah…”
Pang Kong wailed, clutching his gushing arm and collapsing into a pool of blood. He rolled around without stopping.
“Pah!”
Jiang Kui spat on the ground, put away his Silver War Ax, and sneered, “So the cultivators of the Court are merely this capable. They all rely on elixirs to enhance their cultivation, but are easily defeated.”
Inside the sedan, Liang Lian looked at Pang Kong laying in the pool of blood, shocked. Every commander of the Great Zhou Court had reached the Golden Core Realm in their cultivation, but now, Pang Kong had been beaten by a single strike and had his arm severed. How could the gap in the same realm be so broad?
Prefect Liang’s gaze shifted to an image of the towering city of Fufeng State in the distance. It seemed so near yet so far away.
The irritated Jiang Kui said, “Stop wasting time. Tie this man up and take him to the Demon Lord as a bargaining chip to exchange for the disciples of the Demonic Sect.”
Two Demon Cultivator disciples attacked Liang Lian. They were both at the Foundation Establishment stage of cultivation and quickly restrained him. They used iron chains to bind him up and strap him on the back of the Golden-spotted Giant Tiger.
Just as the group from the Seven Evils Sect walked to the exit of the forest before Fufeng State, they encountered a vigorous youth wearing white robes with the pattern of an Immortal Crane on the chest. His eyes were sharp.
The young man, who looked to be in his twenties, was tall and muscular. He held a Red Scabbard in his hand and led a massive Saber-toothed White Tiger with beautiful blue stripes on its body. He walked slowly towards the group of Demon Cultivators from Seven Evils Sect.
As he walked, he mumbled to himself, “Which mission is this? Black Wind Cave, Thunder Mountain, Fushou Taoist Temple, the Bewitching Demon…it seems to be the sixth one. This assignment in Fufeng State is a protection mission that requires Golden Core Cultivation. Since I am getting closer to the Capital City, why not visit Master Liu at the Liu Family who has already moved back to the Capital City?”
“Hey, kid, don’t stand there blocking our way. Are you seeking death?!” one of the Demon Cultivator disciples shouted.
Jiang Kui glared at the disciple who shouted, and the disciple immediately shut his mouth, daring not to say a word.
The other Demon Cultivator disciples could not see the prowess of the young man, but Jiang Kui could. The young man’s grip on the sword was unusual, showing the mark of someone skilled in swordsmanship. Furthermore, he held a leash in his hand, tied to an Earth-grade Barbarian beast, Heavenly Thunder Swift Tiger.
The fighting power of an Earth-grade Barbarian beast was comparable to that of a Cultivator in the Golden Core Realm.
The speed and destructive power of the Heavenly Thunder Swift Tiger were much more potent than those of an average Golden Core Cultivator.
Being able to use an Earth-grade Barbarian beast as a mount and a Spirit Beast, how could this young man be an ordinary one?
Jiang Kui stared at the young man and bowed slightly, saying, “I carry the name of Jiang Kui from the Seven Evils Sect. May I ask for your name?”
Han Ye looked at Jiang Kui. Then he glanced at Liang Lian, who was tied on the back of the Golden-spotted Giant Tiger, pondering something. He blurted out, “Seven Evils Sect? Are you that Seven Evils Sect, one of the Ten Sects on Demon Path?”
Seeing that this person showed no fear or intention to retreat upon hearing the name of the Seven Evils Sect, Jiang Kui’s eyes narrowed as he replied,
“Exactly.”
“Good to know. I’ve been looking for you. One thousand exam points, easy money.”
Han Ye nodded and said, “If you will guide me to your base, I might consider sparing your lives.”
Unexpectedly, he had stumbled upon some Demon Path Cultivators on a small path in the forest.
Since they crossed paths, why not destroy a branch of the Demonic Sect as a fortuitous training opportunity and earn some exam points as well?
Upon hearing Han Ye’s words, the Demon Cultivator disciples were startled at first and then burst into laughter.
A disciple, holding an iron rod as thick as a bowl for his magic treasure, laughed and said, “Kid, you must be out of your mind! Spare our lives? Who do you think you are?”
On the back of the Golden-spotted Giant Tiger, Prefect Liang lifted his head and squinted at the handsome young man leading a massive tiger in the distance and felt a sense of familiarity.
Han Ye’s demeanor had greatly changed, and he was wearing new clothes. Prefect Liang did not recognize him but found him slightly familiar.
Prefect Liang noted that this young man had deliberately blocked the Demon Cultivators of the Seven Evils Sect.
A desire to survive rose in his heart, and he called out, “I’m the Prefect of the Great Zhou Dynasty! If you could save me, you will be richly rewarded!”
“Shut up or I will cut your tongue,” Jiang Kui coldly responded, glancing at Prefect Liang..
