Ancestor's Sneak Attack

"I have already grasped it. A sword cultivator must press forward without hesitation and sever everything!"

"What righteous path? Those rotten rules of the Book Mountain Sword Pavilion—all of them must be severed!"

"Those who stand in my way will die!"

"No matter how many demonic cultivators and demon beasts I kill, if I do not kill even a single fellow disciple of the righteous path, I still cannot be considered free of my shackles. It will only leave my sword heart covered in dust!"

"Junior Sister, stop running. You are my opportunity to form a core!"

Long Linger's eyes blazed. She felt that she was gradually touching the realm of 'Clear Sword Heart.' As long as she killed Shen Qingmei, she would surely be able to form her core on her own, without even needing spiritual medicine to assist her!

"Kill!"

Sword escape was the number one escape technique in the cultivation world!

And whether in cultivation, divine abilities, or even magical artifacts... Shen Qingmei lagged completely behind Long Linger.

In the blink of an eye, she was caught.

Long Linger's five fingers plucked like they were playing a zither, stirring up streams of Sword Qi.

Pfft!

A strand of Sword Qi tore through the protective barrier and struck a snowy-white embroidered handkerchief before Shen Qingmei, making her face turn deathly pale.

"Senior Sister... I am willing to hand over the spiritual item."

Shen Qingmei looked immensely unwilling, but she knew that this was not the time to be stingy.

"You are doomed to die today. It is your honor to help me attain the Dao!"

Killing intent filled Long Linger's eyes. She had long ceased to care about a single spiritual ganoderma. Murder rose in her heart as a tiny platinum sword appeared in her hand. She was