Nine-Stroke Slash Against a Soul King
The young woman glanced at the three corpses on the ground, her eyes full of disgust.
"A head pat?"
"I don't know. Can you tell me about it?"
The young woman folded her arms and looked at Su Mu with an amused, challenging gaze.
"Sure. Just don't blame me for not being gentle with a beauty."
Su Mu grinned and walked up to her.
His eyes drifted downward, unbidden, to the pair of big rabbits that were already threatening to burst free.
Squeezed between the young woman's arms,
the expanse of pale skin formed a cleft as deep as an abyss.
Suddenly, Su Mu felt a pain in his stomach.
He glanced down.
The little girl in his arms was puffing out her cheeks and glaring at him.
Su Mu raised a hand and flicked her on the forehead.
She was young, but she knew quite a lot.
That saying was right: when you gazed into the abyss, the abyss gazed back at you.
The little girl winced and raised a hand to cover her head.
She buried her face in Su Mu's chest.
She looked as though she was done talking to him.
"Seen enough?"
The young woman's voice was alluring, and her gaze was playful as she asked.
"Ahem."
Su Mu coughed twice.
What a brazen thing to say.
"Seen enough?"
"Now that you've seen enough, can you go die satisfied?"
"Uncle Yun."
As soon as the young woman finished speaking,
the last servant behind her moved.
The awkward look on Su Mu's face disappeared.
His eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"Pfft!"
With a wet sound, flesh was pierced.
A Er's corpse was run through.
Su Mu appeared where A Er's corpse had been.
The man called Uncle Yun frowned deeply.
He flung A Er's corpse off his arm and onto the ground, then released his Martial Soul.
The phantom of a Cloud Swallow appeared behind Uncle Yun.
At the same time, five Soul Rings slowly rose into view: yellow, yellow, yellow, purple, and purple.
Seeing the man's Soul Rings, Su Mu frowned deeply.
He had already guessed that the oldest of the remaining men, the one dressed as a servant, would not be weak.
He hadn't expected him to be a Soul King.
Fortunately, judging by his Martial Soul, he was probably a pure agility-type Soul King.
He had probably been brought along to carry messages.
Su Mu looked down at the little girl in his arms.
He thought to himself.
This little girl was probably who he thought she was.
But right now, she was far too young.
She really couldn't compare to her older sister.
The little girl felt Su Mu's gaze.
She looked up and saw that Uncle Yun had already released his Martial Soul.
She looked at Su Mu, her eyes full of worry.
Su Mu smiled at her.
He raised a hand and brushed her little nose.
"Stand here and don't move."
"That old fellow's a bit tricky to deal with, so don't get in the way."
As he spoke, he took more than ten Gold Soul Coins from the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moonlit Night and scattered them on the ground.
Then he set the little girl down beside the coins.
The little girl tugged at Su Mu's sleeve.
She pouted, her little brows knitted tightly together.
"Don't frown."
"You're not cute anymore."
Su Mu crouched down and cupped her face, gently smoothing her furrowed brows with his thumbs.
"Don't worry. Brother Mu is frighteningly strong!"
As he spoke, Su Mu bent his arm and patted his biceps.
"Finished giving your last words?"
A voice rang out.
Su Mu slowly stood up, the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade appearing in his hand.
"Next time you're reincarnated, remember not to provoke someone you shouldn't."
"First Soul Skill, Leap."
As Uncle Yun spoke, his first Yellow Soul Ring lit up.
He charged at Su Mu.
"A pure agility-type Soul King."
"How many slashes can he take?"
Su Mu muttered.
The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade vanished from his hand.
The phantom of a Three-Headed Flood Dragon appeared behind him.
Immediately afterward, two of the Three-Headed Flood Dragon's heads vanished.
Two blades appeared in Su Mu's hands.
Both had black hilts.
And short grips.
One blade was longer, and the other was shorter.
Su Mu swung them and grinned.
They felt pretty good in his hands.
At the sight,
both the young woman and Uncle Yun froze.
The same thought occurred to them both.
Twin Martial Souls.
Uncle Yun's gaze wavered, and he glanced at the young woman.
Someone with Twin Martial Souls could very well be a scion of a major power.
Killing him would be very troublesome, more than they could bear.
The young woman felt Uncle Yun's gaze.
She nodded firmly.
Uncle Yun understood at once.
In for a penny, in for a pound. Since they had offended him, once he was dead, no one would know who had done it.
The young woman had another thought as well.
She could use this opportunity to get rid of that "younger sister."
Su Mu also noticed the change in their expressions.
He raised his hand and sent a Gold Soul Coin shooting straight at the charging Uncle Yun.
Uncle Yun had watched Su Mu's two fights.
He knew Su Mu had an ability that let him switch places with such objects.
He chose not to dodge.
He raised his hand and struck the Gold Soul Coin with his palm.
Under a Soul King's palm strike, the Gold Soul Coin crumbled to dust.
Uncle Yun grinned and looked at Su Mu with open mockery.
Just then,
Su Mu vanished.
A leaf appeared where he had been standing.
Seeing Su Mu disappear,
Uncle Yun was startled and hurriedly turned to defend himself.
A blade flashed, and Su Mu struck straight down at his arm.
"Not bad, kid. You've got some strength."
"But you're not as fast as me."
Uncle Yun spoke dismissively, but just as he tried to pull away,
Su Mu spun, and his second blade was already chopping down.
That was the advantage of dual blades.
The attacks followed one another quickly.
"How is that possible?!"
Seeing the slash, Uncle Yun cried out. It was already too late to pull away.
If he turned, the blade would strike him squarely in the back.
He could only raise his arm and take it head-on.
"Third Soul Skill, Dance of the Swallow."
Using the force of Su Mu's slash,
Uncle Yun's third Soul Ring lit up.
This Soul Skill allowed him to leap three times in succession while also improving his body's reactions.
It was one of his few life-saving skills.
Just as he was about to spring into his first leap,
Su Mu's third slash came down at his head.
"Impossible!"
Uncle Yun's face drained of color at the sight of the slash.
How was this kid getting faster and faster?
He once again gave up on pulling away and raised his arm to block.
"Clang!"
As arm met blade,
Uncle Yun was shocked once more.
It wasn't just faster.
It was also heavier than the first two slashes.
"What's so impossible about it?"
As Su Mu's words fell, the fourth slash followed close behind.
Su Mu sneered inwardly.
You don't have a chance anymore.
You haven't had one since the first slash.
The fourth slash fell heavily toward Uncle Yun's chest.
But he reacted quickly.
He raised his arm to block, preventing Su Mu's blade from striking his chest.
The young woman watching from the side stared in disbelief.
That fellow hadn't even used a Soul Skill.
Yet he had suppressed a Soul King.
And a pure agility-type Soul King at that.
"Here it comes again!"
Su Mu shouted.
Seeing the faster, fiercer slash coming at him, "Uncle Yun" instinctively raised his hand to block it.
"Crack~"
A bone shattered.
His right arm dropped limply.
As the eighth strike landed,
"Uncle Yun's" lower legs were buried halfway in the earth.
Both his arms hung limp and bloody.
Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Don't kill me, I'm—"