Automatic Cultivation of Techniques: I Become the Blade Emperor
Chapter 17

A Blade Slays the Evil Monk, Body Refining Eighth Stage

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After killing the five men, Su Yun spent a little time searching through their belongings.

Then he headed deeper into West Glow Mountain.

This time, no one dared to ambush him.

Before long, several figures appeared at the spot where the five men had fallen.

"I never thought the Five Tigers of Red Mountain, who lorded it over everyone, would all be dead!"

"Gasp! Judging by these wounds, they were probably killed with a single slash. What terrifying strength!"

"Look! This Human Grade High Tier treasure blade has been shattered all over the ground. It seems to have been smashed to pieces in one strike."

Staring at the scene before them, everyone looked wary and astonished.

"Everyone, I'll pass on the Crimson Blood Fruit. I'm not worthy of enjoying such a treasure. I'll take my leave for now."

A moment later, someone said gravely, preparing to leave this place of trouble.

After all, no matter how good a treasure was, you needed to be alive to claim it!

"In that case, I'm off too!"

"Let's leave together. I won't get involved in this matter."

Seeing someone leave, the others made up their minds as well.

Before long, no one remained at the scene.

Some time later.

Su Yun arrived deep in West Glow Mountain.

It was eerily quiet here.

A faint smell of blood hung in the air.

Su Yun's expression shifted slightly, but he continued onward.

"Hm?"

At one point, he saw an old monk sitting cross-legged on a green stone ahead, eyes closed and hands clasped together.

The monk looked very old. He was thin and stooped, with long white eyebrows and a kindly face.

Yet Su Yun sensed an incredibly dense Killing Intent coming from him!

Clearly, this wasn't some old monk who abstained from meat and devoted himself to prayer. He was an evil monk.

The moment Su Yun took a step forward, figures flickered all around him.

More than a dozen masked martial artists held a great blood-red net and cast it over Su Yun!

Whoosh!!

Su Yun drew his blade and swung. A streak of blood-red light flashed out like a soaring dragon.

The blood-red net, ten zhang wide,

was shattered by a single slash!

"All of them are at the Body Refining Ninth Layer?"

Su Yun narrowed his eyes as he watched the masked martial artists, their vital energy surging.

Every one of them had a dense Killing Intent within them, and their eyes were filled with murderous intent.

In the bushes nearby lay piles of martial artists' corpses, all dried up.

"Amitabha!"

"This old monk has been waiting here for quite some time and was about to leave."

"I never expected to meet a young talent like you, young benefactor."

"It truly gladdens my heart."

The white-browed old monk glared viciously at Su Yun, then grinned.

"If I use the young benefactor's blood to refine a pill, my cultivation will surely soar!"

He could sense that although Su Yun was only at the Body Refining Sixth Layer, his physique was remarkably powerful, his vital energy thundering within him.

He was a rare human treasure!

"Refine a pill with blood?"

Su Yun looked at him and spoke.

"Was it you who spread the news about the Crimson Blood Fruit?"

"You lured people here so you could reap the benefits after they fought?"

"Indeed. You have a keen mind, young benefactor, worthy of your reputation as a gifted talent."

"Unfortunately, today you'll become a human treasure pill for this old monk and help me cultivate!"

"Yin Servants, seize him."

The old monk stopped talking and gave the order coolly.

"Yes!"

The dozen or so masked martial artists at the Body Refining Ninth Layer answered coldly and immediately charged at Su Yun.

"Extreme Shadow Fiend Blade!"

Su Yun swept his cold gaze around and swung his blade!

A chill, ice-like Killing Intent poured from his body, instantly corroding everything around him.

Streaks of blood-red blade light swept out like surging waves of blood, engulfing every masked martial artist.

"Ah!"

Screams rose one after another.

Blood and bone splattered across the ground.

Every martial artist present was killed!

"Young benefactor, you're quite ruthless."

At some point, the white-browed old monk had risen to his feet. His aura was powerful as he spoke in a cold voice.

A blood-red flower bloomed between his brows, making him look rather eerie.

And his aura was no longer that of the Body Refining Realm. He was in the Mystic Profound Realm!

"Blood Severing Palm!"

The next moment,

the old monk soared into the air. The green stone beneath him exploded as he struck toward Su Yun with a palm!

Su Yun charged forward instead of retreating, tossed aside the Black Blade, and drove it into the ground.

Then he covered a distance of one zhang and punched!

Seeing this, the old monk couldn't help but sneer.

"Foolish brat! You dare match your flesh against mine?"

Crack!

But what the old monk never expected was that Su Yun's punch would break the bones in his right hand.

Dazzling blood splashed from his right palm.

"Hm?"

"Your Body Refining art has actually reached such a level!?"

The old monk staggered back several steps, his mind reeling.

He stared at his trembling palm. It was not only stained with blood, but also glimmered faintly with gold.

"I'm looking forward to refining a human treasure pill from your bones and blood more and more!"

Regaining his composure, the white-browed old monk laughed loudly.

Then the blood-red flower between his brows gleamed.

The bodies of the dozen or so dead masked martial artists rapidly shriveled.

Immediately afterward, wisps of blood-colored smoke rose from their bodies, and the old monk sucked them into his mouth.

As the blood smoke entered him,

the white-browed old monk's aura grew at an astonishing speed!

"Heh heh heh!"

"Boy, I'll slowly drain the vital essence from your body, then refine you into a human treasure pill and help myself reach an even higher realm!"

After absorbing the blood smoke, the old monk looked utterly bizarre. He sneered viciously.

"Finished with your last words?"

Su Yun's figure flashed as he picked up the Black Blade and slowly tightened his grip.

The next moment, a powerful aura burst from him, sweeping across every direction!

Under its influence, cracks spread across the trees around them.

They looked ready to shatter at any moment.

Feeling the immense pressure, the white-browed old monk broke into a sweat. His expression was one of sheer terror.

"This is... Blade Momentum?"

"Impossible! You're only at the Body Refining Sixth Layer. How could you have comprehended Blade Momentum!?"

He wasn't some Rogue Cultivator. He was a demonic cultivator of the Demonic Fiend Palace, so he naturally knew about Blade Momentum.

But that was precisely why he couldn't believe it!

To comprehend Blade Momentum at the Body Refining Sixth Layer was simply inconceivable.

Even among the Outer Sect disciples of the Mystic Blade Sect, there probably weren't many who had comprehended Blade Momentum, were there?

"Slash!"

But by then, Su Yun was already bringing his blade down!

Ten roaring streaks of blood-red blade light became terrifyingly powerful with the support of Blade Momentum.

They were like ten blood-red Flood Dragons, breathing out boundless Killing Intent as they charged toward the old monk!

Before the blade light even touched him, the old monk felt as if his skin had already caught fire.

Caught off guard, he could only raise his palm and meet the blow head-on.

Rumble!

In an instant, the blade light swept past.

Stones flew in every direction!

"Pfft!!"

The old monk fell to the ground, spitting blood. The blade light had cut him in half at the waist, shattered both his hands, and left him with only the faintest trace of life.

Ten deep blade scars marked the ground.

He lay in a pool of blood, his eyelids trembling before his breath finally stopped.

"Extreme Shadow Fiend Blade has killed a Mystic Profound Realm demonic cultivator for the first time. Excitement surges, spiritual light blazes, and comprehension of Blade Momentum reaches a higher level."

"Blade Momentum realm successfully increased to thirty percent!"

At that moment, a wealth of insights into blade techniques surged through Su Yun's mind.

He calmed himself and carefully absorbed them.

The aura of Blade Momentum around him grew denser and more powerful by the moment.

Some time later.

With a thought, he brought his fingers together and slashed.

Crack!

In an instant, a towering ancient tree a hundred meters away was cut in half at the waist by the blade light and crashed to the ground.

"Not bad. My blade technique has grown quite a bit more powerful!"

Su Yun nodded in satisfaction.

Then he went to the old monk and searched him for a while.

"Hm? Nothing at all?"

Su Yun furrowed his brow.

The old monk had been in the Mystic Profound Realm and had more than a dozen martial artists at the Body Refining Ninth Layer under his command.

How could he be completely penniless, without a single treasure?

Su Yun searched the surroundings carefully.

In the end, he found a peculiar ring among the rubble.

"Could this be a Spatial Ring?"

Su Yun's expression brightened with delight.

He slipped on the ring and tried infusing it with his spiritual power.

Buzz!

The next moment, his eyes lit up. He saw a storage space of about ten cubic meters.

"It really is a Spatial Ring!"

Su Yun's expression shifted, and he immediately searched the storage space for treasures.

Quite a few things were piled inside.

Silver notes, pills, and all kinds of books.

One of the books was titled Human Body Alchemy Method. It was probably the demonic cultivation manual the evil monk had used to refine pills with blood.

Besides that, there were also two crimson fruits!

"These must be the Crimson Blood Fruits."

Su Yun took out the two fruits and examined them carefully.

"It seems the Crimson Blood Fruits really did appear in West Glow Mountain. The evil monk simply got to them first and picked them long ago."

As expected, Su Yun searched all over West Glow Mountain but couldn't find a single Crimson Blood Fruit tree.

He guessed that the evil monk had destroyed the tree after obtaining the fruits.

Then he found a secluded spot, went into seclusion, and prepared to refine the two Crimson Blood Fruits.

"I'd like to see for myself these Heavenly Treasures said to be the most effective in the Body Refining Realm."

"What exactly were its effects?"

Steeling himself, Su Yun swallowed a Crimson Blood Fruit whole.

Rumble!

In an instant, an incomparably surging energy erupted inside his body.

Su Yun calmed his mind and began refining it.

The Breathing Technique detected a massive amount of pure energy. Absorption speed increased, and cultivation efficiency soared!

Night fell. Cold winds gusted beneath the bright moon hanging high overhead.

Silver radiance spilled across the mountains and rivers like cascading waves, enveloping All-Spirit.

On a barren mountain.

Su Yun slowly opened his eyes.

By then, he had refined two Crimson Blood Fruits.

His cultivation had also successfully broken through to the Body Refining Eighth Stage!

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