Kill Them All and Bring Me the Sword Bone

Jiang Qingyi thrust her sword straight at Xiao Jing's heart.

Xiao Han snorted and punched toward the tip of Jiang Qingyi's sword.

The Grass Character Sword Art was exceptionally fierce, and the chill of the Xuan Shuang Long Sword only made it more so. Even together, they couldn't break through his fist.

The tremendous force of his punch sent Jiang Qingyi flying, and she hit the ground.

Jiang Qingyi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

As Jiang Qingyi got to her feet, Xiao Han's fist came crashing down again. She could only retreat with Cloud Step.

The spot where Jiang Qingyi had just been standing was now a deep crater.

Feeling the force behind his punches, Jiang Qingyi furrowed her brow, knowing she couldn't afford to underestimate him.

This Double Pupils Golden Core Realm cultivator was on par with her in strength, perhaps even a little stronger.

However, this Double Pupils cultivator lacked combat experience.

Once she had put some distance between them, Jiang Qingyi twirled her sword. Frosty Sword Qi spread out around her, forming one icy sword after another.

"Fall!"

At Jiang Qingyi's command, the icy swords rained down on Xiao Han like a torrential downpour.

"You dare run wild in the Xiao Royal Mansion with a little trick like that?"

Xiao Han didn't take Jiang Qingyi seriously at all.

Or rather, ever since he began cultivating, Xiao Han had never taken anyone seriously.

He had never lost!

The fist technique he practiced was called Mountain Shaking Fist. It demanded the fiery arrogance of youth.

The more he won, the higher his spirits soared.

And the higher his spirits soared, the more powerful his fists became.

He unleashed Mountain Shaking Fist. The force of his punch shattered all the ice swords into floating shards that glinted in the sunlight.

"Die!"

Xiao Han suddenly threw a punch.

A golden fist imprint shot toward Jiang Qingyi.

Jiang Qingyi dodged to the side and raised the Xuan Shuang Long Sword upright.

She sliced open her fingertip and smeared her blood across the blade.

In an instant, Jiang Qingyi reversed her grip on the sword and plunged straight down from the air.

Boom!

Jiang Qingyi drove the sword into the ground, and ripples of Spiritual Energy burst outward.

Centered on the sword, a layer of ice spread across the entire front courtyard of Xiao Manor.

But the ice was red, as though red crystal had been crushed and mixed into the frost.

Red ice spikes erupted from the ground, and Xiao Han kept retreating.

Wherever he stepped, ice spikes shot up.

"Damn it!"

Suddenly, Xiao Han seemed to realize something, but it was already too late.

Jiang Qingyi, who had been ready for this, formed a spell seal. Several pillars of ice sprang up in an instant, trapping Xiao Han.

On the other side, Xiao Jing was also bound inside a cage of frost.

"Xiao Jing, I want you to watch your son die right before your eyes."

Jiang Qingyi hurled her sword. The Xuan Shuang Long Sword became a streak of white light and shot toward Xiao Han's heart.

At that very moment, an old man wielding a great saber knocked Jiang Qingyi's Hundred Step Flying Sword aside with a single slash. The Xuan Shuang Long Sword stuck into the ground, trembling with a ringing hum.

The old man struck again, shattering the icy cages holding Xiao Jing and Xiao Han.

Jiang Qingyi curled her finger, and the Xuan Shuang Long Sword responded, flying back into its master's hand.

"To lose your Sword Bone and still cultivate to this level—you truly are remarkable." Xiao Jing walked to his son and brushed the ice dust from his clothes, his voice full of emotion.

"Father, I..."

Xiao Han, who had nearly died, tried to explain himself.

But Xiao Jing shook his head. "It's all right. You're still young, only fourteen. You haven't experienced many battles to the death. Your strength is no less than hers; you're just short on experience. Remember this battle. Never underestimate your opponent, whoever they may be."

"Yes, Father!" Xiao Han answered with a nod.

After calming his son's Dao Heart, Xiao Jing turned to Jiang Qingyi. "As expected, killing you was the right choice. Perhaps I should have killed you sooner, but it's not too late now."

"Elder Ye, I'll have to trouble you to make a move." Xiao Jing remained composed from beginning to end.

"Rest assured, Prince."

The Jade-uncut Jade Realm Attendant of Xiao Manor, Ye Sandao, stepped forward, leaving a deep crater in the ground.

Jiang Qingyi hadn't even seen him move before a broad saber came crashing down toward her.

Clang! Jiang Qingyi raised her sword to block.

The force of the blow traveled from Jiang Qingyi's palm to her arm, then through her entire body.

She felt as if her bones were about to shatter.

Bang!

Jiang Qingyi was sent crashing into a wall. It collapsed violently, and rubble tumbled everywhere.

"Ugh!"

Jiang Qingyi spat out a mouthful of blood, then struggled unsteadily to her feet.

So this was a Jade-uncut Jade Realm cultivator?

Jiang Qingyi hadn't even felt him use his full strength.

"Little girl, I'll make your death quick!"

Ye Sandao's Saber energy surged higher and higher.

Ye Sandao swung his saber. The blow seemed powerful enough to split a mountain in two.

Jiang Qingyi frowned. She knew she couldn't dodge this strike.

She poured all her Spiritual Energy into her strongest sword strike—the final move of the Grass Character Sword Art, Void Breaker.

Wherever the Sword Qi passed, only illusions of empty space remained.

Sword Qi collided with Saber energy, and violent Spiritual Energy swept through the entire courtyard.

But the gap between their realms was simply too great.

Jiang Qingyi's Sword Qi only held him back for half a breath.

The Sword Qi shattered, and the saber strike came crashing down toward Jiang Qingyi's brow.

Jiang Qingyi knew she was going to die.

Yet in her heart, she felt an unexpected sense of release.

Just as Jiang Qingyi closed her eyes and calmly awaited death,

A loud crash sounded nearby.

The pain never came.

The girl slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was a familiar sword.

At the hilt stood a familiar figure, his back to her.

Xiao Jing narrowed his eyes as he looked at the man who had descended from the sky.

Ye Sandao smiled instead. "Young Master, it's been a long time."

Xiao Mo shook his head. "Elder Ye, I stopped being a young master of Xiao Manor long ago. But you seem to be doing well."

"Can't complain." Ye Sandao rested his great saber on his shoulder. "Have you returned to visit the old master, Young Master?"

"Cough, cough, cough." Xiao Mo coughed several times. "My disciple was thoughtless and offended Elder Ye. I apologize on her behalf. I hope you'll be magnanimous and forgive her. I'll take her back and make sure she learns her lesson."

Ye Sandao sighed. "Young Master, you'll have to say that to our Prince. There's no use telling me."

Xiao Mo turned and faced Prince Jing Xiao, cupping his hands in a respectful salute. "Would Your Highness be willing to show some leniency?"

Xiao Jing looked at the son who had severed ties with him long ago. "Xiao Mo, she killed many people in my manor."

"More than twenty years ago, Prince, you also killed many people in Qingyi's home," Xiao Mo said calmly.

"That's right." Xiao Jing nodded. "I also killed her parents and her younger brother. Do you think she won't kill me in the future?"

Xiao Mo furrowed his brow.

Xiao Jing waved a hand and gave his order:

"Elder Ye, kill them all and bring me the Sword Bone."

"Prince, the Young Master is at the Nascent Soul Realm. The Sword Bone has fused with his soul. If we forcibly remove it, his soul may be destroyed," Elder Ye said.

Xiao Jing glanced at Elder Ye indifferently. "So what?"