If You Do This Again in Your Next Mortal Transfiguration, I Will Cut You Down!

Li Yang was baffled.

Ning Xinyao had taken out a sword with a sword spirit and handed it to Xiao Feng. Did she actually intend to have a mortal kill Foundation Establishment prodigies?

"Junior Brother, she's already your little fangirl now. But she can't cultivate, so she can't follow in your footsteps. Take her into battle with you and fulfill that wish."

Ning Xinyao's resolve had wavered too.

Although Xiao Feng was her Grand-Grandaunt's mortalized body, the Xiao Feng of this moment was simply Xiao Feng, not the lofty Household Ancestor Ning, much less a Void Immortal at the Mahayana stage.

She lived among the extraordinary, yet could not cultivate, condemned to spend her life amid birth, aging, sickness, and death.

At least she could be left with a beautiful memory.

Only-

Li Yang opened his mouth and snapped, "Have you lost your mind?"

Ning Xinyao's beautiful eyes widened.

"This is a fight to the death. Do you think we're children playing house? Do you think you can control everything? Then why don't you go kill all those people outside?

"Have you misunderstood my strength somehow?

"Yes, I broke through, but to Foundation Establishment, not Core Formation.

"I'm at the first level of Foundation Establishment, fighting more than ten prodigies in the middle and late stages. One slip could get me killed, and you want me to bring a deadweight along just for the experience?

"Is there something wrong with your head?"

Faced with Li Yang's 'concerned' look and inquiry, as though he were looking at an idiot, the veins at Ning Xinyao's temples throbbed. Suppressing her indignation, she explained:

"This sword has a sword spirit, but only she can wield it. Hold her from behind and place your hand over her sword hand. You'll definitely sweep through those people."

Yet even after her explanation, Li Yang still looked at her as though she were an idiot.

"Have you ever actually fought to the death? The slightest spillover from the battle would blast a mortal like her into a mist of blood in my arms.

"Have you read too many novels and biographies?

"Have you been brainwashed by those scenes where the male lead takes the female lead's hand and says, 'I'll take you to kill people'?

"In a fight to the death, you have no way of predicting your opponent's hidden cards.

"What if someone has a secret technique that ignores distance and kills her instantly? Then I won't even be able to wield this sword with its sword spirit. You'll get me killed too.

"Senior Sister, are you even a Sword Cultivator?"

That soul-piercing question left her stumped.

"That probably won't happen. I brought this sword from the lineage. No one can withstand its power..."

"Probably?" Li Yang demanded. "We're trapped here, with an Old Devil holding us by the head, and you're actually telling me he might just be curious about my experiences!"

Ning Xinyao was left speechless by his rebuke.

Even Xiao Feng was too frightened by his harshness to speak.

She had been looking forward to it.

Surely it would have been an exhilarating experience far beyond her dull life as a maid.

"Then what can you do?!" Driven to desperation by his scolding, Ning Xinyao pulled out a Silver Talisman. "Then let's just leave! Do you think I enjoy situations like this?!"

Li Yang sighed.

Female cultivators are such a pain.

They understand nothing, cause endless trouble, let their imaginations run wild, and get swept up in their emotions far too easily.

"I'll try."

Li Yang held out his hand to Xiao Feng. "Let me use it."

"Oh, okay~" Xiao Feng was very obedient.

She could not muster even the slightest rebellious feeling toward this immortal big brother.

It was a slender, three-foot sword with a blue-green blade, exquisitely crafted throughout, like a peerless work of art.

It looked as though someone had gathered a length of condensed moonlight and forged it from icy essence refined beyond the nine heavens.

Crystal-clear and translucent, its radiance lay within, like a sleeping sea of stars.

Li Yang's first impression was: Its grade is high! Absurdly high!

Could this be that great figure's personal sword?!

The instant Li Yang's hand touched the blade, it resisted violently, as though alive.

Like a little kitty with its fur standing on end, it hissed madly at Li Yang-in other words, it spat terrifying sword qi capable of severing the heavens.

"The sword spirit has a master. Don't do anything rash!" Ning Xinyao hurriedly warned him.

But in the next instant-

The slaughter sword intent within Li Yang's dantian emerged from his body, enveloping him in scarlet sword qi.

He snorted. "A sword is a sword, a weapon for killing enemies. No matter how fine its quality, it cannot escape slaughter. Who are you putting on this lofty attitude for?!"

Before this sword, Li Yang's aura was like a firefly beside the bright moon.

Yet the pure essence of a Sword Cultivator he exuded brought the sword toward calm.

Still, it disliked Li Yang's touch, like a young lady obsessed with cleanliness being embraced by a filthy vagrant.

At this sight, Ning Xinyao wanted to feel shocked, but she could no longer manage it.

She had already been shocked too many times that day.

Li Yang's power had overturned her understanding again and again.

His formidable strength was secondary. It was the strength of his heart that truly won her over.

Only such a pure Sword Cultivator could subdue any Sword Dao Divine Weapon.

"I can accept that you're the mortalized body. Looks like my master isn't completely blind after all."

Li Yang patted Xiao Feng's head. "Don't let your thoughts run wild. You're Xiao Feng, and you're also the Household Ancestor Ning. You're the same person.

"I told you before-never aspire to be someone like me.

"You didn't take a single word to heart.

"But there's something I must tell you:

"You're the one who brought the most disasters upon Yongning Commandery. If you do this again in your next mortal transfiguration, I will cut you down!" Li Yang patted Xiao Feng's cheek twice.

Although there was no killing intent whatsoever, Xiao Feng broke into a cold sweat.

She did not know why.

Her immortal big brother always did the opposite of everyone else.

When everyone thought Bai Nishang was the mortalized body, they had all rushed to flatter her. Only her immortal big brother had chatted enthusiastically with Xiao Feng, a mere maid.

Now that she was the mortalized body, her immortal big brother said he would kill her.

Carrying the Phoenix Sword, Li Yang stepped onto his flying sword and left the pill furnace's protective range.

The sword bore that name because the character for "phoenix" was engraved on its blade.

"If none of you are leaving, that makes things easy-kill me, then use your own abilities to win that girl's heart.

"If you're prepared to be killed, I'll begin."

Li Yang's voice was not cold, merely calm.

The instant his words fell, his figure became a streak of bloody light and charged straight at the Golden Dragon.

"You die first!"

The Golden Dragon's pupils contracted.

Li Yang was far too fast. As though he met no resistance at all, he reached the dragon in the blink of an eye.

"Roar!"

He roared and slammed down a claw. Five claw marks appeared in the void, imbued with space-rending power. His blood and vitality blazed with such might that no ordinary cultivator could stand against him.

Before, a head-on clash would certainly have sent Li Yang flying under that claw.

In a contest of strength, he could never have been a match for a pureblood dragon.

But after his transformation, Li Yang's strength had reached an entirely new level.

Clang!

He slashed, as though swinging out a river of stars.

The void split open. It truly split open.

The Phoenix Sword tore through the heavens, spanning sky and earth, brutally annihilating those five claw marks.

Shhk!

Dragon blood sprayed as one of the Golden Dragon's claws was severed.

The dragon scales and flesh he took such pride in were like paper before that blade. Its sharpness had reached the absolute limit!

It was utterly terrifying.

Even Li Yang was startled.

Such sharpness-this is a true divine weapon!

"Don't be afraid! He's only at the first level of Foundation Establishment. No matter how powerful that sword is, how much of its strength can he bring out?" Gu Zang mused. "Attack together! We're all middle- and late-stage Foundation Establishment prodigies. If a first-level Foundation Establishment Sword Cultivator scares us off, how will we have the face to keep cultivating in Kun Province?!"