You What Kind of Saber Technique Is This? (Brothers and Sisters, Please Give Me a Collection Ticket, Thanks!)

You What Kind of Saber Technique Is This? (Brothers and Sisters, Please Give Me a Collection Ticket, Thanks!)

Inside the room, after Pei Ling left, Li Siguan and the other two helped each other to their feet and applied medicine. They even fobbed off the patrol disciples who came by. Now they were angrily discussing how to deal with Pei Ling. "If we'd known that bastard could fight so well, we shouldn't have turned on him so soon. We should've waited until he fell asleep before making our move."

"We already made our move, and he got away. There's no use talking about it now," Miao Chengan said, his temper the worst of the three. "He's a new disciple with no connections and not a copper to his name. Where could he go? He's got to still be somewhere on Huaiyin Peak. Tomorrow, we'll send people to look for him. Search every inch of the place if we have to—we'll find him!"

"Once we find him, I'll personally interrogate him and find out how he cultivated an upper-grade Iron Bone." Li Siguan's voice was dark. His broken leg had been splinted, and after taking the Healing Pill his grandfather had given him, it was healing rapidly. In a few days, it would be as good as new.

But despite that, the terror and humiliation of having Pei Ling kick his leg bone in two still gnawed at him. Even Li Siguan, who had always been the best at hiding his feelings, couldn't keep the deep resentment out of his voice. "That lowborn bastard is so powerful. He must be hiding a secret."

Before he could finish speaking, the three of them suddenly sensed the restriction opening. They had no time to react before the door was kicked open with a BANG!

They froze, still not having moved, when a ghostly figure flashed in the next instant, heading straight for Li Siguan.

Pei Ling's face was expressionless. His hand rose and fell, and the Aversion to Life Saber cleaved toward Li Siguan's head with a shrill whistle.

Though gravely wounded, Li Siguan was startled but not flustered. He swiftly formed a hand seal, and two Specters appeared behind him, throwing back their heads and howling.

Yet the soul attack that had given Pei Ling such a hard time only moments ago had no effect now. Pei Ling didn't pause for an instant. His Aversion to Life Saber fell like a thunderbolt.

At the critical moment, Miao Chengan abruptly kicked Li Siguan in the stomach, sending him flying aside.

PFFT!

A severed arm soared into the air, and Pei Ling reached out and caught it.

Li Siguan let out a scream!

It all happened too suddenly. Even with Miao Chengan's help, he had only just escaped death. He still hadn't fully evaded the Aversion to Life Saber.

"Pei Ling!" Zhou Yi cried out at the sight. "You actually dared to come back?!"

Rust-colored markings appeared in an instant as the Azure Ghost Battle Body activated once more. Both fists shot out, one aimed at Pei Ling's chest, the other at his dantian.

"Did you really think a bit of good fortune would let you dominate the Outer Sect?!" Miao Chengan helped Li Siguan up, flipped his wrist, and took out a blood-red pill, stuffing it into his companion's mouth. Then he turned and rose to his feet, shouting coldly, "Wretched lowborn bastard, you don't know when to quit... DIE!"

Blood streamed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. Three blades of Qi appeared before him, each slashing toward Pei Ling along a bizarre trajectory.

Pei Ling was frantic inside, but his face stayed calm. He ignored Zhou Yi and Miao Chengan and continued swinging his saber at Li Siguan.

At the same time, spiritual power coursed through him. A force born from his blood essence suddenly flowed into the palm of his left hand, which gripped the severed arm. As if answering a summons, Li Siguan's severed arm burst into a layer of blood mist that leapt into the air like a crimson ribbon.

After the briefest pause, it suddenly darted aside and wrapped loosely around the Aversion to Life Saber! Immediately afterward, the arm withered and rotted away. A mere gust of force swept over it, and it collapsed like flowing sand, turning to dust in an instant.

BANG!

Zhou Yi's fist struck Pei Ling squarely in the chest.

Without hesitation, the system issued a prompt: "Ding-dong! An external attack has been detected. This cultivation session has ended. Thank you for using the Intelligent Cultivation System. One-Click Auto-Training for worry-free ascension! We look forward to hearing your feedback on your cultivation experience. If you're satisfied, please give us five stars!"

Just like last time, the system withdrew swiftly and cleanly.

Pei Ling had no time to curse the Idiot System. He leapt backward by a hair's breadth and managed to dodge Zhou Yi's other fist, but he had no time to evade the three blades of Qi. In the blink of an eye, he weighed his options, protected his throat and knees, and swung the Aversion to Life Saber at the final blade.

CLANG!

The blade of Qi shattered, but Pei Ling didn't budge. He couldn't help feeling delighted. Miao Chengan's blades of Qi had just been enough to numb his wrist and split his palm. Now that he'd cultivated the Blood Fiend Saber Technique, he could actually block one with ease!

Then, ignoring the three men's shouts and curses, he blurred aside to avoid Zhou Yi and, just like the system had done earlier, swung at Li Siguan again.

You had to squeeze the soft persimmon. Li Siguan had lost an arm, so he was the perfect one to finish off first!

Besides, the system had been unmoved by the howls of Li Siguan's two Specters, but Pei Ling wasn't.

If he lost the Aversion to Life Saber again like he had moments ago, he'd be as good as dead!

Li Siguan had already broken a leg and had just lost an arm. Even though Miao Chengan had promptly fed him a pill to save his life, he was still terribly weak. When the Aversion to Life Saber came slashing toward him, his first instinct was to command the Specters to howl again and stop it. But recalling what had just happened, he feared it would be useless and cost him his life. Daring not delay, he ignored his injuries and scrambled aside in a panic.

But he didn't cultivate his physique, and even when he was unharmed, he was slower than Pei Ling, who was used to climbing over mountains. How could he possibly escape now?

He had crawled only two steps when the Aversion to Life Saber sliced through the back of his neck. Just like his severed arm, his head soared into the air, and blood spurted from his severed neck.

"Si Guang!!!" Zhou Yi and Miao Chengan's eyes nearly split with rage. The three of them had stood together ever since joining the sect. Though they'd done plenty to harm others, they'd shared a genuine bond. How could they not rage at seeing Li Siguan beheaded before their eyes?!

Zhou Yi heard a roar in his ears as all the blood in his body rushed to his head. With a shout, he charged forward like a mad tiger, flailing his fists.

But Miao Chengan's eyes flickered, and his face filled with horror.

Not a drop of the blood spraying from Li Siguan hit the ground—or anywhere else. Every drop was drawn toward the blood mist wrapped around the Aversion to Life Saber and swallowed without a trace!

The mist grew a brighter, richer red. Then it abruptly left the saber and pounced on Li Siguan's corpse. In an instant, the newly dead, still-plump body withered and shriveled! Bloodlight appeared again and returned to the Aversion to Life Saber, the mist thickening. Within it, a shadow wavered, its features unmistakably those of Li Siguan.

But the blood mist soon churned, tearing Li Siguan's face into pieces. After a shrill wail, he vanished completely into the mist.

Miao Chengan cried out in shock. "What kind of saber technique is that?!"

How could Pei Ling possibly have time to answer? Even he was stunned by what had just happened. As expected of Fairy Li. This Blood Fiend Saber Technique really is vicious! He abandoned the wild hacking of moments earlier. The Aversion to Life Saber darted in and out, ghostly and inscrutable, driving the desperate Zhou Yi back step by step.

Seeing this, Miao Chengan knew there would be no peaceful resolution today. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. Gritting his teeth, he took out the talisman he had nearly used earlier and began pouring spiritual power into it.

Pei Ling's pupils contracted at the sight. He hurriedly charged at Miao Chengan, but Zhou Yi knew how powerful that talisman was and rushed forward like a madman to stop him.

SWISH!

Pei Ling brought his saber down in a savage slash, carving a hideous bloody gash across Zhou Yi's chest. Blood splattered all over his face.

He had no time to finish Zhou Yi off, so he immediately charged toward Miao Chengan... A sword's murderous Qi filled the talisman in Miao Chengan's hand. It was clearly about to unleash a terrifying attack!