You Finally Couldn't Hold Back

"At least I didn't busy myself for nothing."

As he spoke, Wei Qing bent down and reached out to pick up the bone spike.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch it—

"Whoosh!"

The bone spike suddenly sprang up, stabbing toward Wei Qing's face like a sharp sword.

With a metallic clang, the bone spike was struck by the Soul Severing Blade.

Cracks instantly spread across the bone spike.

Wei Qing's figure flickered, and the Soul Severing Blade swung out once more.

The bone spike tried to dodge, but unfortunately, it was still a moment too late.

With a crack, it shattered into fragments and scattered across the ground.

Immediately afterward, the surrounding environment changed again. The darkness receded, and the courtyard returned to light.

Five meters away, a snow-white Two-tailed Demonic Cat stared hatefully at Wei Qing with one blue and one golden eye.

Information about the Two-tailed Demonic Cat before him swiftly surfaced in his mind:

Spiritual Stream Demonic Cat, Psychic Demon. It fed on Mental Power and excelled at mental control. The number of tails represented its strength. Every time it rose by one rank, it grew another tail.

Weakness: insufficient physical defense.

After seeing clarity return to Wei Qing's eyes, the demonic cat pushed off the ground with all four limbs, preparing to flee.

The illusion had been shattered.

The puppet had been destroyed.

With its two trump cards crippled, it had no confidence at all in facing Wei Qing head-on.

A cold glint flashed. The blade swept past the demonic cat's neck, sending snow-white fur flying as its head separated from its body.

In the final instant before its consciousness dispersed, it saw its headless body still maintaining its fleeing posture, while its remaining tail gradually faded away.

Then, a Red Light Orb merged into Wei Qing's body.

Ding! Killed an Eighth-Rank Mid Stage Spiritual Stream Demonic Cat

Mental +53, Strength +66, Physique +69. Dropped item: Mental Skull (can be fused), cultivation technique "Nanke's Dream"

"Fuse!"

"Ding! Fusion complete. Mental Power +50."

The instant the system's voice fell silent, the Mental Skull transformed into countless dark-blue threads of light that surged into his mind.

Immediately afterward, Wei Qing sensed his Mental Power skyrocketing.

His vision also became clearer. Even two ants twenty meters away, tearing into each other over food, were clearly visible to him.

Even more astonishing was the change in his comprehension—

The originally obscure blade technique automatically broke apart, continuously reforming and fusing in his mind, until it finally became the most unadorned strike.

Flowing Cloud Slash had broken through to the Perfection Realm, automatically comprehending the profound meaning: Lotus Blossom!

Lotus Blossom: Blade speed increased by 300%; can slash formless things

The mental cultivation technique "Nanke's Dream" began circulating on its own, directly skipping the beginner stage and reaching the Minor Achievement Level.

Wei Qing closed his eyes and focused. Every rustle of wind and blade of grass within twenty zhang was crystal clear to him.

Host: Wei Qing

Age: 16

Realm: Eighth-Rank Martial Artist (Peak)

Mental: 297

Strength: 236

Physique: 235

Martial Skill: Flowing Cloud Slash (Perfection) - Profound Meaning: Lotus Blossom

Cultivation Technique: Nanke's Dream (Minor Achievement)

Cultivation techniques were divided into the four grades of Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow. Based on mastery, they were divided into beginner, minor achievement, major achievement, and perfection.

Ninety percent of martial artists were trapped at the Minor Achievement Level.

Those who reached major achievement could practically become invincible within their rank.

Those who comprehended perfection could fight across realms without difficulty.

Profound meanings were even more powerful moves possessed only by Earth Grade cultivation techniques and above!

Wei Qing clenched his fist, the corner of his mouth lifting slightly.

"At Ninth Rank, thirty attribute points are needed to advance one minor realm. After reaching Eighth Rank, fifty attribute points are needed for each minor realm. Counting Mental Power alone, I can now rival a Seventh-Rank Initial Stage martial artist."

"With the mental cultivation technique 'Nanke's Dream,' combined with the Perfection Realm 'Flowing Cloud Slash'..."

"Even if I face a Seventh-Rank Peak, or even a Sixth-Rank Initial Stage demon, I will not fear it."

The instant the Two-tailed Spiritual Stream Demonic Cat was slain—

Far away, a dark cave in Yandang Mountain began to shake violently, rocks tumbling down.

Inside the cave, a pair of scarlet eyes opened, erupting with terrifying killing intent.

"Who was it? Who dared kill my child?"

Accompanied by an earthshaking roar, a Four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat standing five meters tall smashed through the stone wall at the mountain's peak.

Every strand of its snow-white fur stood on end, while its wet nose twitched slightly.

"No matter who you are... I will make you repay blood with blood!"

The Four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat threw back its head and howled. The terrifying sound waves shook the birds and beasts within a thousand meters, causing them to explode and die one after another.

The next moment, its figure turned into a bolt of white lightning and sped toward Dragon Cave Village.

"Lord Wei, are you all right?" Zhu Huan looked worriedly at Wei Qing, sweeping his gaze around the area. "After I saw you enter, there was no movement at all."

"Could there be a demon..."

"Pfft!"

Before Zhu Huan could finish, Wei Qing suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale in an instant.

His legs gave out, and he crumpled to the ground.

"Lord Wei..."

Zhu Huan hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

Suddenly.

A cold glint burst forth, stabbing toward Wei Qing's heart.

"Clang!"

The ring of metal echoed out as Wei Qing gripped the Soul Slaying Blade in reverse, precisely blocking the black-glowing dagger.

The sparks from the collision illuminated Zhu Huan's startled eyes.

"You're not injured?"

"You finally couldn't hold back."

Zhu Huan sprang backward with his blade in hand, retreating five meters away. Shaking his head, he sighed. "People from the Heavenly Realm Division really are hard to kill. It's always like this!"

"Why betray the human race?"

"Hehe... Naturally, to obtain what I want."

"Rise!"

As he spoke, Zhu Huan rapidly formed hand seals with both hands. Ferocious black Demonic Marks spread upward from his neck, crawling over his entire face in the blink of an eye.

At the center of his brow, an eerie demonic eye appeared.

At the same time, the aura around him surged rapidly.

In the span of a breath, he broke through to Eighth-Rank Initial Stage... Eighth-Rank Mid Stage...

Only upon reaching Seventh-Rank Initial Stage did his surging aura begin to slow.

In the end, it gradually settled just before breaking through to Seventh-Rank Mid Stage.

"This power... it's truly intoxicating!"

Zhu Huan clenched his fist, a sickly expression of intoxication appearing on his face.

Wei Qing said coldly, "Do you know the price of this power?"

"The price?" Zhu Huan was stunned for a moment. Then, with scarlet eyes, he burst into laughter. "Hahaha, it would be best if they all died."

"Ever since they caused Mother's death, I have wished every moment of every day for every last one of them to die!"

"Even if the Imperial Court does not exterminate three generations of my clan, after I kill you, I will send them all down to apologize to my mother."

The moment his words fell, Zhu Huan's figure flashed, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

In an instant, he appeared before Wei Qing.

His palm turned into a claw, reaching straight for Wei Qing's throat.

Wei Qing twisted aside to evade it. The claw swept past his neck, tearing a crack an inch deep into the bluestone ground.

With a crack, the entire stone slab shattered from the claw's point of impact, sending broken stones flying everywhere.

Seizing the opportunity, Wei Qing fiercely kicked at his dantian with his right foot.

Seeing this, Zhu Huan gave an eerie smile and forcibly took the kick head-on.

However, the scene Wei Qing had expected, of his opponent being severely injured, did not appear.

Zhu Huan's abdomen suddenly caved inward into a bizarre curve, as though his body had no bones.