The Fruit After the Green Leaves and Red Flowers
The land was stained dark brown, the sky seemed to be covered by dark clouds, and only a cold light shuttled back and forth between heaven and earth, like a poisonous Poison Dragon, constantly reaping lives.
Regardless of gender, age, or animal status, any living being under this cold gleam faces only death as its sole fate.
Strands of demonic energy squeezed out the last bit of life force from the corpse, then rose like thick smoke, gathering in the sky and wantonly searching for a host to attach itself to. However, the hosts that the demonic energy could capture were often devoured by the Poison Dragon before they could be corrupted.
The boundless demonic energy swirled and condensed, incorporating the surrounding rocks, soil, and trees into the host's selection. However, this demonic energy would soon dissipate completely due to a lack of "nutrients."
The demonic energy seemed to possess intelligence. As the Poison Dragon moved forward, the demonic energy parasitizing the surrounding dead things decreased. Most of it gathered together and clung to the black armor, but it could not hold on or penetrate it. It could only wait, waiting for the right moment to arrive.
Before this, the prey killed by the Poison Dragon were their only source of nourishment. As time went by, the lower-quality demonic energy was constantly eliminated, leaving only the purest batch. Through competition with their own kind, the nourishment they absorbed from the corpses became increasingly refined.
Nourished by blood and murderous intent, the venomous Poison Dragon grew ever more agile and vibrant.
If it was just a metaphor at the beginning, now it seems to have transformed into a real monster capable of devouring all life.
More, more, more!
Killing intent enveloped Feng Xue's body, constantly seeking out fresh living beings, using their dead blood and resentment to nourish this Demonic Nature Sword Technique.
The sword technique had gradually broken free from its form and become a will, driving Feng Xue and the blade, all for the purpose of devouring more living beings.
It was born from killing, and only killing can nourish its continued growth.
However, Feng Xue was not truly controlled by this killing power. He had already cultivated the Stillness in Stillness and the Motion in Stillness, and his martial arts True Intent was the form of his True Self. Not to mention, he had personally released this Poison Dragon.
The one now being driven by that demonic sword is merely a wisp of thought separated from the One Thought Connects to God. As for his True Self, he is currently in a state of Entering Stillness, sitting upright on his spiritual platform, examining everything in the outside world.
Although the demonic sword was much more sinister than he had imagined, as long as he didn't go out, he didn't have to worry about being affected by the killing intent. Of course, this didn't mean that he had locked himself up. After all, there was a precedent for the Demon Exorcism Mind Method, and he, who had mastered the [Wave of Nothingness], could use the technique at any time to force out the killing intent within his body.
At this moment, he was simply thinking—thinking about the principles of the demonic sword, the changes in the demonic energy, and how to tame them.
Even the strongest martial arts must be mastered by people; otherwise, it is putting the cart before the horse.
"Perhaps I shouldn't have used Phantom Object to unleash this sword strike." Feng Xue savored the fifteenth sword strike, which resembled Poison Dragon, and issued an order.
The Kamen Rider had seemed to have completely turned into a "sword rack," suddenly paused. The swimming Poison Dragon seemed to have been grabbed by the neck, and slowly disappeared as the blade went back into its sheath.
But Feng Xue knew very well that the Poison Dragon was merely a facade of the technique; the true fifteenth sword was the "sword heart" nurtured by killing intent.
Although that sword heart is just a wisp of thought, it will exist forever as long as I don't abandon it.
After checking the current condition of the Kamen Rider Armor, Feng Xue reached behind her and pulled out a jelly bottle.
The endless demonic energy seemed to be attracted by something, and surged wildly into the jelly bottle.
However, the amount of demonic energy around Feng Xue is truly terrifying. The jelly bottle was only filled with less than five percent of the energy before the conversion was complete.
Feng Xue wasn't surprised by this. After putting away the "Demonic Qi Bottle," she took out a longsword from her Storage Bag —the very same one that had been used to open the door as a "Holy Relic."
Almost the instant the sword was drawn, a large amount of demonic energy seemed to see a new form, and it surged into the sword, infecting and corroding it.
However, this didn't generate much demonic energy. Having learned from their previous experience, these seemingly intelligent forces were undoubtedly much more cautious.
Feng Xue had no intention of studying these demonic energies further for the time being. He gripped his longsword, strode forward, and continued his journey deeper into Qingzhou.
The Poison Dragon was awakened once more, and the Demonic Nature sword, nurtured by slaughter, was wielded with evil energy, as if even the sky itself began to weep.
Sword Technique seemed to possess their own will, as did demonic energy. Feng Xue watched as these two wills repelled, collided, and compromised with each other, and wisps of inspiration constantly surfaced in his mind.
[Revision] Power combined with [Martial] power, that little bit of inspiration is constantly being strengthened, updated, and then replaced and evolved again and again.
"The initial 'taming' was indeed a bit presumptuous. Compared to the fifteenth sword of the Thirteen Swords of Life Taking, which is similar to Demonic Nature inner demon or mental illness, demonic energy is more like a physiological abnormality. Its inherent property is to cause mutations in the human body."
"To prevent something from being harmful, it's like trying to make a bitter melon not bitter or Stinky Tofu not smelly. In that case, it's better to choose ingredients that are neither bitter nor smelly from the start."
"If you want to solve the problem of demonic energy once and for all, taming it is not advisable, but you might as well try raising it. Since it looks like it is alive, you might as well raise it as a living creature. And the first thing to do when raising them is to remove yourself from their diet."
A relatively complete model of the martial arts technique gradually began to take shape in Feng Xue's mind. She also gained new insights into the Fifteen Deadly Swords, Sword Technique that could cause users to develop a "killing personality".
The Thirteen Swords of Life Taking: the first thirteen swords are merely the roots that draw nourishment, the fourteenth sword is just the green leaves, and the fifteenth sword is the flower that blooms.
Behind the blooming, man-eating flower, Feng Xue could vaguely see the fruit that would eventually form.
A fruit brimming with vitality emerges after endless slaughter.
"What is this? The extremes meet?" Although Feng Xue had guessed this before, he found it a bit funny after actually seeing those scales and claws. Because, putting aside the mysterious descriptions, in principle, it was just like a peerless doctor who, when he perfected his Medical Arts to the extreme, also learned how to kill people.
It's just that after killing so many people and understanding all the methods of killing, I've figured out how to avoid killing others while also preventing my opponents from killing me.
It is not a "sword that does not kill" or a "sword that saves lives," but a sword that "holds the power of life and death in one's own hands." The moment one fully understands life and death, life and death are both in the control of the swordsman.
Upon realizing this, the pitch-black Poison Dragon seemed to shed its ferocious scales, and the sword, which had been completely tainted by demonic energy, was now controlled by the Sword Technique that had seemed to embody slaughter just a moment ago.
The urge to kill returned to normal at this moment, and Feng Xue "walked" out of her mind and took back control of her body.
The restless demonic energy tried to break free of the longsword, but Feng Xue channeled a wisp of her Internal Force into it.
The Internal Force was like feed thrown into a cage, immediately attracting a large amount of demonic energy to fight for it, and Feng Xue's taming of the demonic energy began at this moment.