Is It Your Master Who Took Your Entire Life

Grass Character Sword Art First Form - Spring Sprout Breaking Ground.

As Jiang Qingyi's sword tip flashed, a cold glint appeared, like a tender spring sprout pushing through frozen earth.

The long sword in the maiden's hand contained infinite vitality and sharp penetration.

"Break!"

With the maiden's soft cry.

Jiang Qingyi condensed her sword energy into a single point, moving with extreme speed, so fast that phantom green grass even flickered around her sword tip.

The magic array set up by the Blood Butterfly Pavilion disciples before her was directly broken by Jiang Qingyi.

A cold light flashed before his eyes.

By the time he reacted, he only felt the world spin, and the opponent's head fell straight to the ground.

"Hoo."

Jiang Qingyi took a deep breath, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

In the past ten days, this was already the third Blood Butterfly Pavilion cultivator Jiang Qingyi had encountered.

And the intervals between meeting them were getting shorter and shorter.

This showed that the Blood Butterfly Pavilion had roughly pinpointed her location.

They were now narrowing their search like a net closing in.

Jiang Qingyi put away her long sword and quickly walked into a cave.

Inside the cave, Xiao Mo slowly opened his eyes.

The first thing he saw was his disciple running towards him.

"Master, are you alright?" Jiang Qingyi asked worriedly.

"Nothing serious," Xiao Mo shook his head. "I'm sorry, this body of mine seems to be less and less helpful to you."

During the Blood Butterfly Pavilion's assassination attempt just now, Xiao Mo was adjusting his spiritual meridians, and it was at a critical juncture, so he couldn't act. Thus, Jiang Qingyi could only lead them away and fight one of them alone.

"Master, please don't say that," Jiang Qingyi shook her head. "If you hadn't blocked a Nascent Soul Realm assassin three days ago, this disciple would have already met a tragic end."

Xiao Mo smiled. "It's only natural for a Master to protect their disciple, isn't it?"

Jiang Qingyi's eyes curved. "Then isn't it also natural for this disciple to protect Master at a critical moment?"

"You..." Xiao Mo sighed softly. "As long as you don't mind me being a burden to you."

Jiang Qingyi frowned and pouted. "If you say that again, Master, this disciple will get really angry!"

"Alright, alright, then Master won't say it anymore," Xiao Mo stood up. "Let's keep moving. More people from the Blood Butterfly Pavilion will be here soon."

"Okay, Master."

Jiang Qingyi helped her Master up and they walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave stood a wild Lu Shu horse with the bloodline of a Lu Shu.

Jiang Qingyi had encountered this horse ten days ago. After a fight, she had tamed it, and it was perfect as a mount for her Master.

In fact, a Lu Shu horse wasn't as fast as a Golden Core Realm cultivator flying.

And different terrain would also affect the horse's speed.

But there was no other choice.

Master's injuries were getting worse, and he could no longer fly for extended periods.

"Giddy up!"

After helping her Master onto the Lu Shu horse, Jiang Qingyi also climbed on.

Jiang Qingyi held the reins, cradling her frail Master in her arms.

At first, when they rode the same horse, Jiang Qingyi was happy but also a little embarrassed, always overthinking things.

However, after some time, especially as the assassins increased and her and her Master's situation became more dangerous, Jiang Qingyi lost those thoughts.

She just wanted to lead her Master away from the pursuit.

As it stood, Myriad Laws Under Heaven was definitely not safe.

So Jiang Qingyi wanted to take her Master to the Myriad Monster Country!

Once they reached the Myriad Monster Country, even the Blood Butterfly Pavilion wouldn't be able to catch her.

When her cultivation reached a higher level, she would return and slaughter every last member of the Blood Butterfly Pavilion!

As for whether she could escape to the Myriad Monster Country, Jiang Qingyi was very confident.

However, Xiao Mo didn't think so.

The Blood Butterfly Pavilion wasn't foolish; they would definitely know she was heading to the Myriad Monster Country.

Furthermore, after the previous battles, especially the fight with a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, his body had grown weaker and weaker.

Every time I make a move, every time I get hurt, it's like another hammer blow to my broken body.

Forget thirty years, if this continues, Xiao Mo doesn't think he'll live another year.

"How many more times can I fight?" Xiao Mo thought, "It looks like that plan needs to be moved up."

Two more months passed.

Xiao Mo and Jiang Qingyi encountered more and more assassins.

The Blood Butterfly Pavilion had completely figured out Xiao Mo and Jiang Qingyi's whereabouts.

Not only was Xiao Mo's body getting worse, but Jiang Qingyi also suffered considerable injuries.

The two were now at most thirty days away from the border between Myriad Laws Under Heaven and the Myriad Monster Country.

Jiang Qingyi's eyes were filled with hope.

But Xiao Mo knew his own body all too well.

The only reason he was still alive was that he hadn't done the last thing yet; he was clinging to his last breath.

Now that he was getting closer and closer to the Myriad Monster Country, it was almost time for his life to end.

At the foot of Black Wind Mountain.

Jiang Qingyi was speeding towards the Myriad Monster Country border with her Master via a shortcut.

Jiang Qingyi and Xiao Mo's minds suddenly tensed, and they leaped up simultaneously.

The next moment, a long spear thrust down like a meteor.

The Lu Shu horse was violently pinned to the ground, its life completely extinguished.

A Nascent Soul Realm man wearing a tiger mask stood with his hands behind his back on the spear shaft, the breeze ruffling his robes, which were embroidered with a blood-red butterfly.

Immediately after, seven Blood Butterfly Pavilion cultivators rushed out: three Dragon Gate Realm and four Golden Core Realm.

"Young Master, it's been a long time."

A man in a green shirt walked out, holding a fan in his hand. He looked like a scholar, seemingly refined.

But in Xiao Mo's eyes, he was nothing but a hypocrite in scholar's clothing.

The man in the green shirt was named Sun Jin, one of the advisors to King Xiao of the Liang Kingdom. Not only were his schemes insidious, but he was also a coward who lacked any scholarly integrity.

Xiao Mo disliked him the most.

"Are you here to seek death?" Xiao Mo asked.

"Hehehehe." Sun Jin chuckled. "No, I'm here to take your heads, Young Master, and hers."

As he spoke, Sun Jin glanced at Jiang Qingyi. "I didn't expect that the girl from back then would not only grow up to be so graceful but also reach such a realm. It's truly rare. All of this is thanks to you, Young Master."

"Cough, cough, cough. Stop the nonsense. If you want to kill us, just do it," Xiao Mo coughed a few times, his long sword emitting a hum.

"Kill!"

The masked man waved his hand.

The Blood Butterfly Pavilion assassins vanished from their positions in an instant.

The moment they reappeared, a cold glint was already flashing before Jiang Qingyi.

Xiao Mo took a step forward, intending to help his disciple.

However, the masked man, wielding his long spear, thrust it towards Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo's Grass Character Sword Art transformed into nine sword energies, nine invisible long swords piercing towards the opponent's vital points.

But the masked man managed to disperse Xiao Mo's sword energies every time.

Xiao Mo flew up, and the masked man followed closely.

Grass Character Sword Art - Rain Beating Banana Leaves.

The sword energies around Xiao Mo continuously condensed, shattering the white clouds in the sky, turning them into long swords.

"Fall!"

Over a hundred long swords formed from white clouds rained down on the masked man.

Xiao Mo also personally wielded his sword, his movements fast and dense, like a downpour striking banana leaves, producing continuous crisp clashing sounds.

"Your sword technique is good, your sword energy is sharp, and your sword intent is profound. You might be able to reach the Immortal Realm, but it's a pity. How did your foundation get so damaged?" the masked man sighed with regret.

The next moment, the silver long spear pointed directly at Xiao Mo's heart.

Xiao Mo's mind tensed, and he blocked with his sword.

The immense force struck Xiao Mo's sword, and the sword, driven backward, slammed into Xiao Mo's chest.

"Boom!"

Like a cannonball, Xiao Mo was sent flying towards the peak of a mountain.

The peak was smashed to pieces, and large rocks tumbled down.

"Master!"

Jiang Qingyi, besieged and anxious, wanted to help her Master, but other Blood Butterfly Pavilion disciples blocked her path.

"Get out of the way!"

Jiang Qingyi gripped her long sword tightly, her eyes filled with fury.

"Get out of the way?" Sun Jin chuckled. "Miss Jiang, you will die here today. Actually, it's for the best. Dying without knowing anything is the Prince's final mercy to you and the young master."

"What kind of nonsense is that!"

She took a step forward, the characteristics of the Xuan Shuang Long Sword merging with the maiden's sword energy.

Within a mile radius centered on the maiden, everything was covered in frost.

The maiden thrust her sword out, her frost-cold sword intent, carrying the sharpness of the Grass Character Sword Art, piercing the heart of a Dragon Gate Realm disciple from the Blood Butterfly Pavilion!

On the other side of the battlefield, the masked man knew Xiao Mo was not dead.

He wielded his long spear and thrust it down.

Xiao Mo stood up, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His swordsmanship was like wind sweeping through a grassland, continuous and unending. It appeared gentle yet contained resilience, deflecting force, neutralizing power, and borrowing strength to strike. His sword light formed the illusion of swaying waves of grass.

After being sent flying by Xiao Mo's sword, the masked man planted his long spear into the ground.

The spear carved a hundred-meter-long gash in the earth until the masked man's back hit a tree, finally stopping his momentum.

The mask on his face was already shattered.

The masked man simply discarded the mask and spat out a mouthful of blood.

He hadn't expected this cultivator, who seemed like a candle in the wind, to still possess such strength. He was indeed not simple.

However, he had to die here today.

The next instant, the masked man's spiritual power surged, and the long spear in his hand erupted with cold light.

This was his final move.

As he thrust his spear forward, the spear's momentum transformed into a long dragon.

"Roar!"

The dragon roared and lunged towards Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo calmly watched this spear thrust, took a deep breath, and used his Sword Bone to activate his spiritual meridians.

Xiao Mo's sword energy rose steadily. The masked man, even with a slight breath, felt as if countless fine swords were pricking his lungs!

He swung his sword, and the sword energy formed a sword monument blocking Xiao Mo's path.

"Dong!"

The long spear struck the sword monument, unable to advance an inch.

The next moment, the masked man only felt a figure drift past him.

When he lowered his head, his heart had already been pierced by a large hole.

Xiao Mo stood behind the masked man and casually waved his hand, flinging the blood from his long sword onto a tree.

The masked man fell forward without a sound.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough"

Xiao Mo coughed violently, his face growing paler as he gasped for air.

"Qingyi." Xiao Mo wiped his mouth and flew towards his disciple's direction.

At the same time, Jiang Qingyi swung her sword, decapitating the last Blood Butterfly Pavilion disciple.

Sun Jin, standing nearby, had a grim expression.

In Sun Jin's eyes, Jiang Qingyi was bound to die.

But the outcome was beyond his expectations; her strength was actually so terrifying. Among those of the same cultivation level, she was practically invincible. Even a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator would have to exert considerable effort to kill her.

Sensing that things were not good, Sun Jin wanted to escape.

But how could Jiang Qingyi let him leave alive?

Jiang Qingyi chanted a sword incantation, and the ice sculptures of small grasses on the ground suddenly shattered.

They transformed into icy chains that bound Sun Jin.

Jiang Qingyi yanked them through the air, and Sun Jin crashed to the ground.

Sun Jin threw out his fan.

Two ink-black fierce tigers pounced out from the fan.

While the painted tigers were delaying the opponent, Sun Jin turned to leave.

But before he could take a few steps, the two ink tigers were pierced by ice cones, dissolving into ink that flowed onto the ground.

Jiang Qingyi leaped forward, her sword aimed at his back. Sun Jin turned, attempting to block the sword tip with his fan.

Sun Jin was like a pebble, skipping across the ice surface repeatedly before finally crashing into a tree.

When Sun Jin got back on his feet, Jiang Qingyi's long sword was already at his throat.

Looking at Jiang Qingyi's icy gaze, Sun Jin quickly begged for mercy, "Fairy, spare my life! Fairy, spare my life!"

"Answer my question! If you answer well, I'll spare you!" Jiang Qingyi said coldly.

"Fairy, please speak! I will tell you everything I know, and hold nothing back!" Sun Jin's face was pale with fear, completely forgetting his earlier arrogance.

Looking at this kind of person, Jiang Qingyi felt that killing him would dirty her sword.

"Who wants to kill my Master!" Jiang Qingyi asked coldly.

Jiang Qingyi had always been curious. Who exactly had her Master offended to be pursued to the ends of the earth?

She had asked before, but her Master had always remained silent.

"This..." Sun Jin's expression was troubled, and he hesitated.

"Speak!" Jiang Qingyi severed one of his arms with her sword.

"Ah!" Sun Jin clutched his severed arm and cried out, "I'll speak! I'll speak! Prince Xiao wants to kill your Master!"

"What Prince Xiao? What grudge does he have with my Master!"

"Prince Xiao is Prince Jing of the Liang Kingdom, and your Master is his son. In fact, the Prince not only wants to kill Xiao Mo, but he also wants to kill you.

Do you still remember when you were four years old, your parents were killed, and you were taken to a house?

That incident was done by the Prince. Because you have the Innate Sword Bone, the Prince had someone take you away to transplant the Sword Bone to Xiao Mo!

Your parents refused, so they were naturally killed."

"W-what did you say?" Jiang Qingyi was struck by lightning. Her face turned pale, her pupils trembled, and the long sword in her hand fell to the ground.

Sun Jin secretly clenched a hidden weapon behind his back with his other hand and continued, "You heard correctly. It was your Master's father who killed your parents.

You could have become a Sword Immortal renowned throughout the world, but your Master transplanted your Sword Bone!

Your Master was able to enter the Nascent Soul Realm at eighteen entirely because of your Sword Bone.

It was the two of them, father and son, who destroyed your family and stole your life."

[Realm explanation:

Lower three realms: Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Cave Mansion.

Middle three realms: Dragon Gate, Golden Core, Nascent Soul.

Upper three realms: Jade Slag, Immortal, Ascension.]