Sword Pavilion Xia Family Ancestral Temple entrance.
Xia Wuji held the Jinghong Sword in his hand, his body radiating a sharp, chilling aura.
Several corpses lay at his feet.
All around him, a group of Sword Pavilion martial artists wore looks of terror.
Xia Wuji barked coldly, "I came to the Sword Pavilion today only to fulfill the battle arranged a month ago and take back what belongs to me. Everyone unrelated, get out of my way."
The Sword Pavilion martial artists were actually all quite familiar with Xia Wuji.
They all felt that Xia Wuji seemed to have been reborn, transformed into an entirely different person.
They did not even dare look directly at Xia Wuji. It was as though invisible swords coiled around him; staring for even a few moments made their eyes throb with pain!
"You wretch!" Just then, Xia Xuan's furious roar rang out.
He arrived with Xia Wudao.
Madam Liu and Xia Wuhui also reached the scene almost at the same time.
Xia Wuji's gaze swept over the family of four. The corners of his lips lifted, curving into an arc filled with icy disdain.
Xia Xuan shouted, "You wretch, do you know what you've done wrong?"
Xia Wuji let out a mocking laugh. "What have I done wrong?"
Xia Xuan gritted his teeth. "You've turned the Sword Pavilion into a cesspool, stolen the Crimson Blood Sword, stolen the Innate Vital Energy, and caused a group of Sword Feather Guards to die in the Monster Suppression Mountain Range. And you still dare say you've done nothing wrong?"
"You're simply stubborn beyond redemption!"
"I'll give you one last chance. Kneel and admit your mistake!"
Xia Wuji sneered. "Pavilion Master Xia, you may have forgotten. A month ago, when I walked out of the Sword Pavilion's main hall, I severed all ties with you."
"So what gives you the right to make me kneel and admit my mistake?"
Xia Xuan's chest heaved violently with rage, as though a volcano were about to erupt inside him.
Madam Liu fanned the flames from the side. "This little bastard won't shed a tear until he sees the coffin. Why waste so much breath on him?"
Xia Wuhui shot Xia Wudao a meaningful glance, hinting that he should attack at once, lest Xia Wuji reveal the truth about how the Crimson Blood Sword had gone missing.
But they did not know that Xia Wuji had no intention of explaining a single word.
He had already given up on the Sword Pavilion and Xia Xuan.
Therefore, he did not need Xia Xuan's understanding or acceptance!
Xia Wudao understood Xia Wuhui's glance. He immediately leaped forward and landed before Xia Wuji.
He swung the heavy sword in his hand, cleaving a huge crack across the ground. "You merely used that wisp of Innate Vital Energy I didn't want to repair your dantian. Do you think that makes you something special?"
"Ridiculous!"
"Foolish!"
"Ignorant!"
"Right now, I have genuine cultivation at the first level of the Sea of Qi Realm!"
He wantonly unleashed a powerful Yuan Power aura, twisting the light around him in waves.
He was immensely pleased with himself, as if he stood atop a mountain peak looking down at the ants below. "Xia Wuji, as long as you kneel on the ground, sever both your hands and feet, and honestly explain how you took out the Azure Star Token, I can spare you today!"
"Otherwise, if I act personally, it'll be too late even if you regret it and beg for mercy!"
All around them.
The Sword Pavilion martial artists discussed among themselves. Naturally, no one thought highly of Xia Wuji.
Xia Wuji had already been inferior to Xia Wudao before.
What was more, Xia Wuji's dantian had shattered once. Even if he had repaired it and recovered some of his strength, how much could he possibly have regained?
The current Xia Wudao possessed cultivation in the Sea of Qi Realm!
And the sword in his hand was an upper-grade treasured sword that their Pavilion Master Xia Xuan had spent a fortune purchasing!
Lin Zhengyuan watched the scene from afar. He withdrew his gaze and looked toward Lin Piaoxue. "Is it really him?"
Lin Piaoxue nodded. "It is."
Lin Zhengyuan looked back at Xia Wuji and said with some emotion, "The Sword Pavilion's decline did not happen without reason."
"A fine qilin son was treated as a stain by Xia Xuan, suppressed and driven away!"
"Yet a treacherous, rebellious bastard was pampered as the apple of his eye!"
"It's laughable—laughable to the extreme!"
They had also heard many of the Sword Pavilion martial artists' conversations here, and already understood what had happened to Xia Wuji.
How ironic!
In the middle of the scene.
Facing Xia Wudao, memories of his previous life involuntarily surfaced in Xia Wuji's mind.
He had given the Azure Star Token to Xia Wudao.
Yet Xia Wudao still had not spared him.
Back then, all Xia Wuji had wanted before Xia Wudao was a quick death.
But Xia Wudao had trampled his dignity again and again, making him unable to live or die.
Those scenes had happened in another lifetime, yet they still appeared blood-soaked in Xia Wuji's memories!
The chill around Xia Wuji grew colder and colder.
The Jinghong Sword in his hand slowly rose, its edge pointing straight at Xia Wudao!
Today, he would not only take back the Azure Star Token!
He would also make Xia Wudao thoroughly experience what it meant for life to be worse than death!
"I already gave you a chance, yet you still dare raise your sword against me?" Xia Wudao's expression twisted viciously.
"This is something you brought upon yourself!"
"Then I'll grant your wish!"
The next moment, Xia Wudao shot forward.
The heavy sword in his hand swept viciously toward Xia Wuji's chest.
In the eyes of every person in the Sword Pavilion, the outcome would be decided after this sword!
There was no suspense!
However, Xia Wuji merely shifted sideways one step and easily dodged, causing Xia Wudao's domineering attack to miss!
"Trash!"
"You can't even use a sword properly. What right do you have to wield one?"
Xia Wuji's icy shout rang out.
Xia Wudao was startled and tried to forcibly halt his forward momentum, turning his sword to slash at Xia Wuji, who had appeared on the other side.
But it was already too late!
There was no time!
A fierce sword gleam appeared in an instant, and with a light flick of the blade—
"Ah!"
A shrill, pig-like scream came from Xia Wudao's mouth!
The wrist of his sword-wielding hand had been pierced open!
The tendon in his hand had been severed!
Blood sprayed everywhere!
Xia Wudao's right hand could no longer hold the sword. With a clang, the heavy sword crashed to the ground!
This happened far too suddenly!
It was beyond the expectations of everyone in the Sword Pavilion!
Xia Wuji had actually severed Xia Wudao's hand tendon with a single sword stroke, leaving him unable even to hold his sword!
And just as everyone was reeling from the shock, three more sword gleams flashed across the scene!
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Three sword qi strikes severed Xia Wudao's other hand tendon and both leg tendons!
"Bang!"
Xia Wudao instantly collapsed to the ground.
His hands and feet were crippled!
Blood spurted from all four limbs!
"Trash!"
"You possess Yuan Power in your body but don't even know how to use it. What right do you have to call yourself a martial artist?"
Xia Wuji's cold shout rang out again.
He lightly hooked his toe, and Xia Wudao's heavy sword was kicked flying.
The heavy sword rose into the air, then fell, its tip pointing downward!
"Pfft!"
With incomparable precision, it plunged into Xia Wudao's body as he lay on the ground!
It pierced through his abdomen!
His dantian was crippled on the spot!
"Ah!"
Xia Wudao let out another heart-wrenching scream!
His dantian was destroyed, the meridians in all four limbs were severed, and he was pinned to the ground by the heavy sword. He writhed across the ground like a maggot!
Where was even the slightest trace of his earlier arrogance?
Xia Wuji had temporarily spared Xia Wudao's life.
He wanted Xia Wudao to struggle in agony and despair within that struggle!
Xia Wuji's Sword Essence remained inside Xia Wudao. Its razor-sharp edge would tear apart his vitality bit by bit. He absolutely would not survive more than three days!
In his previous life, Xia Wudao had tormented Xia Wuji.
In this life, Xia Wuji was returning that treatment with the same method!
Apart from Xia Wudao's screams, not another sound could be heard throughout the scene.
Everything had happened too quickly! Too shockingly!
Xia Wudao, who possessed cultivation in the Sea of Qi Realm, had actually been crippled so easily by Xia Wuji!
Most crucially, hardly anyone present had seen how Xia Wuji had even drawn his sword!
"Ah! Wudao!"
"My good son!"
Madam Liu finally came to her senses. Her face turned deathly pale as she let out a sharp, ear-piercing cry and rushed toward her son, Xia Wudao!
"Brother Wudao!" Xia Wuhui rushed out as well.
Xia Xuan also let out a low roar, unleashed his Yuan Power, and charged into the scene.
The Sword Feather Guards and guards of the Sword Pavilion all drew their swords!
But with one casual step, Xia Wuji appeared beside Xia Wudao. He raised one foot and planted it on Xia Wudao's head!
"Ahhh!"
"My son..."
Madam Liu wept hysterically, screaming at the top of her lungs.
"Xia Xuan... what are you waiting for? That bastard Xia Wuji crippled Wudao! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!"
"Cut him into a thousand pieces!"
"I'll grind his bones and scatter his ashes!"
Madam Liu had nearly gone mad.
Veins bulged hideously across Xia Xuan's body.
His eyes, webbed with scarlet blood vessels, glared fiercely at Xia Wuji as he roared, "I order you to release Wudao!"
Xia Wuji pressed down with his foot.
Xia Wudao's skull cracked beneath the pressure, and his scream grew even more miserable.
Xia Wuji's expression remained indifferent. "I'll count to three. If I don't see the Azure Star Token, I'll crush him to death!"
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