The Might of the Perfected Seven Kill Saber Art

Inside Tianyin Workshop, saber light flashed and demonic energy churned. Lin Baichuan and Yang Zhan, along with others, joined forces, forming a battle formation to suppress the demon that had possessed Miaoyin.

At this moment, the entire Tianyin Workshop was already in chaos. Upon seeing Miaoyin transform into a demon, everyone screamed in terror and fled the workshop in panic.

Some of the more timid were so scared their legs went weak, unable to escape. They simply collapsed onto the ground.

Many others wet themselves in fear. The stench of urine mixed with the sounds of piercing screams and desperate pleas for help, which continued without end.

"Damn Demon Suppression Division, damn little bastard, ruining my plans, you have to die..."

In the already dilapidated hall, the demon, pinned down by Lin Baichuan and the others, grew even more ferocious. Demonic energy surged from within it, and an eerie, sinister black mist permeated its body.

Its bloodthirsty eyes were fixed on Lin Baichuan. With a raised hand, its scaled claw emitted a strange dark light.

As its claw swept out, a powerful surge of energy rolled forth, forcing Yang Zhan and the others back several steps. At that moment, its massive body flickered, and with venomous killing intent, it charged directly at Lin Baichuan.

It had originally possessed Miaoyin and hidden within Tianyin Workshop for a major event.

Who would have thought Lin Baichuan would see through its identity?

Now, not only was its true form exposed, but its plan was also ruined. How could it not be enraged? It wished it could drink Lin Baichuan's blood and eat his flesh.

Slash...

The sinister claw, carrying a chilling, icy aura, instantly reached Lin Baichuan, aiming straight for his throat with a piercing sound.

If this claw landed, even metal would likely be shattered.

Lin Baichuan's pupils contracted. The claw magnified in his vision. He remained fearless, his mind as calm as still water.

Clang!

The next moment, saber light flashed. Lin Baichuan's battle saber, moving faster than expected, struck three inches from the demon's claw with a strange ripple.

Clang... Sizzle...

Instantly, the battle saber first paused, then began to vibrate at a terrifying frequency, forcefully tearing through the demon's iron-like scale defense. With a muffled explosion, it severed the demon's claw.

"Ah..."

A scream echoed throughout Tianyin Workshop.

With one claw severed, the demon's strength was greatly diminished. A trace of fear appeared on its originally ferocious, bloodthirsty face, and it immediately turned to flee.

Lin Baichuan's ferocity exceeded its expectations. If it continued to struggle, not only would it fail to kill Lin Baichuan, but it would also lose its own life here. It had to escape. As long as it got away, someone would be there to meet it, and its life could be saved.

However, Lin Baichuan would not allow it to escape.

This was a demon it had finally encountered, and in his eyes, it was a moving source of merit. He had to obtain it.

"Monster, die!"

Lin Baichuan roared, his voice like a tiger's roar and a wolf's howl. He leaped forward, catching up to the demon, and his battle saber flashed out like a streak of light.

Seven Kill Saber Art: General's Fury.

This was a deadly technique within the Seven Kill Saber Art, only usable after achieving mastery. With a single strike, it mobilized the user's blood and qi, unleashing 300% of their power.

Lin Baichuan's physical strength had already reached over three thousand jin. With a threefold increase, his physical strength was now nearly ten thousand jin.

This saber strike was incredibly powerful, capable of cleaving mountains and breaking ridges.

The demon had already lost a claw, and its will to fight was broken, its mind solely focused on escape. Now, with Lin Baichuan pursuing it with a single saber strike, it could only react in panic and could not even exert 30% of its strength. How could it possibly block the power of this saber?

Boom... Slash...

A cold light flashed as the battle saber, imbued with its sharp edge, forcefully pierced through its scales and split its body in two.

Blood splattered everywhere.

The blood, containing demonic power, was a dark green, resembling black ink, emitting a foul stench. Upon hitting the ground, it instantly corroded the stone-paved floor, creating fist-sized pits, making one's scalp tingle.

Lin Baichuan sheathed his saber, his eyes gleaming.

At that moment, a mechanical system prompt sounded in his mind.

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining 30 points of Merit.]

"Thirty points of Merit? This demon was also only Soldier Rank 1, but it was clearly much stronger than the wolf demon I killed in the Demon Suppression Division Prison. It should have reached the late stage of Soldier Rank 1."

Lin Baichuan's eyes lit up. He thought to himself, "Demons are generally stronger than martial artists of the same realm. This late-stage Soldier Rank 1 demon's combat power likely rivals a peak Ninth Rank martial artist, or even some weaker Eighth Rank ones.

If I hadn't mastered the Seven Kill Saber Art and had Yang Zhan and the others assisting me, I wouldn't have been able to kill this beast."

Lin Baichuan knew very well that with his own strength, it would have been difficult to kill this demon alone. Others had contributed significantly. Especially Yang Zhan, who was an Eighth Rank Bone Forging Realm cultivator, the strongest among their group.

However, that fellow's martial skills weren't great. In a life-or-death battle, Lin Baichuan was confident he would be the one to win in the end.

This was because Yang Zhan came from a wealthy background, and his martial path had been too smooth, lacking that ruthless edge.

Furthermore, with Lin Baichuan's mastered Seven Kill Saber Art, he was capable of fighting beyond his own level.

"30 points of Merit is enough for me to upgrade the Golden Bell Shield to the third level. As for the Seven Kill Saber Art, I've already reached the mastery stage, but the panel clearly indicates it can still be improved. I wonder what realm lies beyond mastery for martial arts?"

Lin Baichuan muttered to himself, his gaze falling on the demon's corpse on the ground.

Killing a demon, especially in a place like Tianyin Workshop, and without any casualties, was definitely a great achievement. He wondered how many contribution points he would receive.

"Holy crap, Baichuan... You're too damn fierce! That last saber strike, you... what level have you trained your Seven Kill Saber Art to?"

As these thoughts flashed through Lin Baichuan's mind, Yang Zhan's voice suddenly came from his side. The guy rushed over, looked Lin Baichuan up and down, then patted his shoulder and said, "Kid, you're truly surprising!

We've really made a great contribution this time. I never expected that just by coming to a pleasure house, we'd encounter a demon..."

"This wasn't just one demon; there was also someone colluding with it," Lin Baichuan sneered, his gaze shifting to Lu Changkong, who was still sitting on the ground.

This idiot seemed genuinely terrified, still not having recovered.

Colluding with a demon and obstructing the Demon Suppression Division's investigation.

Either of these offenses was enough to land him in the Demon Suppression Division Prison. With both combined, not only was he finished, but his Lu Family would also suffer misfortune.