"Boom!"
The instant he said this, his body suddenly tensed. Then, with a bang, he shot forward and hurled a punch at Xu Taiping.
Xu Taiping neither dodged nor struck back, instead crossing his arms before his chest to block.
"Bang!"
Amid the tremendous impact, Mo Hai's punch sent Xu Taiping sliding backward several yards before he stopped, looking thoroughly battered.
Yet the expression on Xu Taiping's face was quite relaxed.
There was even a hint of surprise.
"Considering how hard it must have been to temper that physique of yours, I'll give you a chance. Hand over the Demon-Slaying Blade and follow me from now on, and I'll consider sparing your life."
After sending Xu Taiping flying with a single punch, Mo Hai's confidence swelled beyond measure.
"What realm would that physique of yours correspond to in Youyun Heaven?"
Xu Taiping wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then asked Mo Hai as he steadied himself.
"No harm in telling you. After taking the Phoenix Cry Pill, this physique of mine is at least at the peak of Martial Saint. Though it falls short of Martial Emperor, it's more than enough for a blade cultivator."
Mo Hai waved his fist and looked at Xu Taiping with an easy smile.
"Mm. Thank you."
Xu Taiping nodded.
He had learned nearly everything he wanted to know.
"Boy, have you made up your mind? My patience has its limits."
Seeing that Xu Taiping still gave no answer, Mo Hai's expression turned cold again.
As he spoke, the qi and blood fluctuations around him surged once more.
"No need. Save that patience for someone else."
As Xu Taiping spoke, he released all the turbid qi he had used to suppress several acupoints within his body.
With a boom, an utterly domineering