You Can't Hold Back Anymore

"Finally, it wasn't all for nothing."

Wei Qing said, bending down and reaching out to pick up the bone spur.

The moment his fingertips were about to touch it—

"Whoosh!"

The bone spur suddenly sprang up, piercing towards Wei Qing's face like a sharp sword.

A metallic clang, "Clang!", rang out as the bone spur was struck by the Soul Severing Blade.

Cracks instantly spread across the bone spur.

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

The bone spur tried to dodge, but it was ultimately a moment too late.

With a "Crack!", it shattered into pieces, scattering across the ground.

Immediately after, the surrounding environment changed again. The darkness receded, and the courtyard was once again bathed in light.

Five meters away, a snow-white, two-tailed demonic cat stared at Wei Qing with hateful, mismatched eyes, one blue and one gold.

Information about the two-tailed demonic cat before him quickly surfaced in his mind:

Spirit Stream Demonic Cat, a mental-type demon that feeds on mental energy and excels at mental control. The number of tails represents its strength level; for every grade it advances, a new tail grows.

Weakness: Insufficient physical defense.

Seeing Wei Qing's eyes clear up, the demonic cat pushed off with its paws, preparing to flee.

The illusion was broken.

The puppet was destroyed.

With both trump cards gone, facing Wei Qing's attack directly, it had no chance of winning.

A cold gleam flashed, and the blade's edge swept across the demonic cat's neck. Snow-white fur scattered as its head separated from its body.

In the last moment before its consciousness faded, it saw its headless body still in the motion of fleeing, and its remaining tail gradually dissipated.

Following that, a red light cluster merged into Wei Qing's body.

[Ding! Killed an Eighth-grade Mid-tier Spirit Stream Demonic Cat]

[Spirit +53, Strength +66, Physique +69, Dropped Items: Mental Skull (Can be fused), Cultivation Technique Nanke's Dream]

"Fuse!"

"[Ding! Fusion complete, Mental Energy +50]"

As soon as the system's voice finished, the Mental Skull transformed into countless ethereal blue threads that surged into his mind.

Immediately after, Wei Qing felt his mental energy rapidly surge.

His vision also became clearer. Ants twenty meters away, tearing at each other over food, were clearly visible to him.

Even more astonishing was the change in his comprehension—

The previously obscure sword techniques automatically deconstructed, constantly reorganizing and merging in his mind, ultimately transforming into the simplest, most direct strike.

[Flowing Cloud Slash has broken through to the Perfected stage, automatically comprehended the profound technique: Lotus Flower!]

[Lotus Flower: Blade speed increased by 300%, can cut intangible objects]

The mental cultivation technique Nanke's Dream began to circulate spontaneously, bypassing the beginner stage and directly reaching the Minor Accomplishment level.

Wei Qing closed his eyes and concentrated. He could clearly discern any rustle of wind or movement of grass within a radius of twenty zhang.

[Host: Wei Qing]

[Age: 16]

[Realm: Eighth-grade Martial Artist (Peak)]

[Spirit: 297]

[Strength: 236]

[Physique: 235]

[Martial Skill: Flowing Cloud Slash (Perfected) - Profound Technique: Lotus Flower]

[Cultivation Technique: Nanke's Dream (Minor Accomplishment)]

Cultivation techniques are divided into four tiers: Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow. Mastery levels are divided into: Beginner, Minor Accomplishment, Major Accomplishment, and Perfected.

Ninety percent of martial artists are stuck at Minor Accomplishment.

Those who reach Major Accomplishment can achieve invincibility among those of the same rank.

Comprehending the Perfected stage allows one to fight beyond their current realm without difficulty.

Profound techniques are powerful moves possessed only by cultivation techniques of Earth tier or higher!

Wei Qing clenched his fist, a slight smile gracing his lips.

"At Ninth grade, 30 attribute points advanced me one minor realm. After reaching Eighth grade, it takes 50 attribute points to advance one minor realm. If we only consider mental energy, I can now completely rival a Seventh-grade Early-stage Martial Artist."

With the mental cultivation technique Nanke's Dream, combined with the perfect-level Flowing Cloud Slash.

This time, even if I face demons at the peak of seventh grade or even early sixth grade, I won't be afraid.

The moment the two-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat was slain—

In a dark mountain cave far away in Mount Yandang, it began to tremble violently, causing rocks to tumble down.

Inside the cave, a pair of blood-red eyes opened, unleashing a terrifying killing intent.

"Who is it? To dare kill my child."

Accompanied by a thunderous roar, a four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat, five meters tall, burst through the mountain's rocky ceiling.

Its white fur stood on end, and its damp nose twitched slightly.

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

The four-tailed Spirit Stream Demonic Cat let out a long howl to the sky, its terrifying roar shaking birds and beasts within a thousand-meter radius, causing them to explode and die.

The next moment, its figure transformed into a streak of white lightning, hurtling towards Longdong Village.

"Lord Wei, are you alright?" Zhu Huan looked at Wei Qing with a face full of worry, scanning the surroundings. "After you entered, there was no sound from you at all."

"Could it be a demon..."

"Pfft!"

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

His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground.

"Lord Wei..."

Zhu Huan rushed forward to support him.

Suddenly.

A cold glint erupted, stabbing towards Wei Qing's heart.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal striking metal rang out. Wei Qing gripped the Soul Reaper Blade in reverse, precisely blocking the dagger that emitted a black glow.

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

"You're alright?"

"You finally couldn't hold back."

Zhu Huan brandished his blade and sprang back five meters, shaking his head and sighing, "People from the Heavenly Realm Division are truly hard to kill, it's always like this!"

"Why did you betray humanity?"

"Heh heh... Naturally, it's to obtain what I desire."

"Rise!"

As he spoke, Zhu Huan rapidly formed hand seals. Ferocious black demonic patterns spread upwards from his neck, quickly covering his entire face.

A strange demonic eye appeared between his eyebrows.

At the same time, his aura surged rapidly.

Within a single breath, he broke through to early eighth grade... mid-eighth grade...

His surging aura only began to slow as he reached early seventh grade.

Finally, it gradually subsided just before breaking through to mid-seventh grade.

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

Zhu Huan clenched his fist, a sickly, entranced expression on his face.

Wei Qing's voice was cold, "Do you know the price of this power?"

"Price." Zhu Huan was stunned for a moment at the words, then his blood-red eyes widened as he burst into laughter, "Haha, it's good that they're all dead."

"Ever since they killed mother, I've wished for all of them to die every single moment!"

"Even if the Imperial Court doesn't exterminate my clan, after I kill you, I will send them all down to atone to my mother."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhu Huan's figure flickered, leaving only an afterimage in the air.

In an instant, he appeared before Wei Qing.

His palm transformed into a claw, reaching directly for his throat.

Wei Qing dodged sideways, the sharp claws grazing his neck and tearing a one-inch deep gash in the bluestone floor.

With a "crack," the entire stone slab shattered, centered on where the claws landed, sending debris flying.

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

Seeing this, Zhu Huan gave a strange smile and endured the kick head-on.

However, the scene of the opponent being heavily injured that Wei Qing had imagined did not occur.

Zhu Huan's abdomen suddenly caved in to a bizarre arc, as if he had no bones.