A Valuable Clue

The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect gave a bitter smile, shook his head, and did not answer.

"Since you've come to kill me, you should know my identity," Su Clan’s Sixteen said calmly. "Even if you don't speak, as long as I take you back to the Su Clan Main House... I have plenty of ways to make you spill everything. Even if you die, I have ways to extract your soul and get the answers I want!"

Her words were not a threat. As an ancient and powerful clan of cultivators, the Su Clan possessed many unpredictable and mysterious methods.

The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect became uneasy. He was well aware of the Su Clan's power and methods.

He was still hesitant. His limbs were now broken, and if he revealed information about the Moon Saber Sect... even if Su Clan’s Sixteen spared his life, the Moon Saber Sect would not let him go!

Since death is inevitable either way!

As if reading minds, Su Clan’s Sixteen spoke again, "Tell me everything you know... and I'll make sure you die quickly."

There are two kinds of death: a 'quick death' and a 'painful death'.

The process is more important than the result.

Song Shuhang sheathed his black flying sword and said to Sixteen, "He's probably trying to frame you, right? That uncle from the Immortal Farmer Sect just made contact with you, and he's already following up to kill you. If he succeeds and then covers it up, everyone will think that the uncle from the Immortal Farmer Sect killed you."

"If this matter is covered up, Senior A-Qi will definitely seek revenge against the Immortal Farmer Sect. At that time, when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will have a chance to profit. I think that he or the force behind him is either a sworn enemy of the Immortal Farmer Sect, or they want to get something from the Immortal Farmer Sect?"

As for why Song Shuhang knows so much—isn't that how it's always portrayed on TV? Just apply that formula to the plot of a TV show and you'll come up with a similar answer.

The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect looked increasingly grim.

"Looks like you guessed right." Su Clan’s Sixteen pulled out a small knife the size of her palm. Thanks to the rest she had just taken, her true energy had recovered a little.

She approached the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect: "I'll ask you one last time, what's your name, where did you come from, and why did you want to assassinate me?"

Just as Su Clan’s Sixteen approached the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect, he suddenly burst into laughter. "Hahahaha!"

Immediately afterwards, he spat out a talisman from his mouth.

The talisman swayed gently in mid-air and transformed into a blood-red longsword!

The stench of blood spread as the evil blade slashed down at Su Clan’s Sixteen.

This is Talisman Treasure given to him by his sect, used to assassinate Sixteen —he's been holding back for so long, just waiting for Sixteen to enter the Talisman Treasure's attack range!

Sixteen, however, was prepared. With a slight flick of his wrist, he raised the small knife no bigger than his palm and blocked the blood-red longsword. The knife's blade light surged, easily shattering the blood-red sword formed from the talisman into dust.

Sixteen said, "I knew you had other tricks up your sleeve."

After the blood-stained blade shattered, the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect on the ground seemed to feel the pain as well, letting out a series of screams. "Ahhhhh!"

Sixteen frowned, sensing something was wrong. She moved swiftly, her short knife aimed fiercely at the other's head!

But before her knife could strike, something unexpected happened.

"Aaaaaah!" The eldest disciple of the Moon Saber Sect screamed even more horrifically. At the same time, a bloodline extended from the shattered blood-red longsword talisman, connecting to his body.

The senior brother's essence, energy, and blood flowed continuously into the blood-red longsword along the blood lines.

The shattered longsword was thus restored, and with a flick of the blade, it slashed towards Sixteen!

The situation changed rapidly, Sixteen had no choice but to turn his sword around to defend himself.

When!

This bloody slash was faster and more ruthless than the previous ones!

Although Sixteen blocked the knife, he was knocked back several steps...

"The Blood Saber Evil Sect's secret technique Blood God Saber?" She recognized the origin of the blood-red longsword talisman.

The Blood Saber Evil Sect was a Daoist Sect that was wiped out a very long time ago.

The disciples within the sect use blood as their source of power, transforming their essence and soul into their natal evil blades. Each time a natal evil blade is to be sacrificed, it often requires the lives of hundreds of humans and animals.

In order to advance their ranks, disciples of the Blood Saber Evil Sect also need to constantly kill to improve the quality of their natal evil blade.

Ultimately, this Daoist School incurred the wrath of the masses, its sect was destroyed, its lineage was severed, and all its evil secret techniques were wiped out.

I never expected that remnants of the Blood Saber Evil Sect would still be alive!

The senior brother's talisman contains part of the secret technique of the 'Blood God Saber'. As long as there is sufficient blood and essence, the Blood God Saber will not be destroyed.

"Aaaaaah... Die... Die now!" The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect screamed madly, his body growing thinner and thinner, until he was just skin and bones.

With each clash between the 'Blood God Saber' and Sixteen, the evil blade would continuously draw upon his life essence and soul power to repair the damage to its blade.

Each extraction brought unspeakable pain and despair. But the Blood God Saber grew stronger with each extraction of sufficient nourishment.

If this continues, Sixteen, who is already seriously injured, might really not be able to hold on!

"Kill you... kill you..." the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect screamed madly.

This is a true case of risking one's life for another.

It all depends on whether he is drained of his life essence and soul first, or whether Su Clan’s Sixteen is slain by the Blood God Saber first!

'Clang clang clang clang.' Su Clan’s Sixteen delivered seven consecutive blows, retreating continuously.

The intense battle made her unable to suppress her injuries any longer, and her face turned deathly pale.

Finally, after the eighth strike against the Blood God Saber, the palm-sized dagger slipped from her hand!

"I won! Su Clan’s Sixteen!" The senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect laughed wildly, and voluntarily sent his own essence blood into the Blood God Saber. Instantly, the Blood God Saber doubled in size!

As long as Sixteen is killed, he still has a chance to live. His severed limbs and depleted essence can be recovered from the sect's rewards!

As long as we kill Su Sha Sixteen!

The senior disciple of the Pengdao Sect had a ferocious expression, with a hint of excitement and pride.

Su Clan’s Sixteen's face turned deathly pale as she faced the Blood God Saber, which had suddenly grown in size.

Sizzle!

Just then, a black flying sword drew an arc of light, and the head of the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect was severed with a single sword strike.

He had a large amount of his essence and soul power drained by the 'Blood God Saber' talisman. After his head was severed, his life force quickly died out.

The change came so suddenly that even at the moment of death, the sinister smile and smug expression on the head of the Moon Saber Sect's senior disciple hadn't faded...

It was Song Shuhang. He had quietly crept up behind the senior disciple of the Moon Saber Sect, and with a swift stroke of his sword, another fine head was severed.

There are countless ways for cultivators to save their lives and fight desperately, and Song Shuhang has always kept Jiang Ziyan's words in mind.

Even after crippling the opponent's hands and feet, he remained Vigilance in the slightest.

Without its master's support, the Blood God Saber formed from the talisman shattered instantly, and the talisman itself turned to ashes.

"Thank you," Sixteen said softly, his face pale... He owed him again.

"You're welcome," Song Shuhang replied habitually. At the same time, he took a deep breath to calm himself down and get his mental state back on track.

Sixteen picked up his knife and returned to the body to examine it.

"He has nothing on him that can prove his identity; moreover, even his soul has dissipated. This makes it difficult to find out his origins," Sixteen said dejectedly.

"It's not impossible to find out his identity." Song Shuhang had a clue. The 'Black Iron Flying Sword' in his hand contained a very valuable lead...

However, they had a small problem before that.