Forging the Bloodthirsty Saber
Lu Feng realized that the power of this attack was extraordinary, and dared not be careless anymore.
He sheathed his sword, summoned the Flowing Cloud Sword with a backhand, poured in his True Essence, and unleashed the Phantom Sword Art.
In an instant, nine identical figures of Lu Feng materialized in the arena.
"Huh?! Nine phantoms, and each one actually has an aura flowing through it... How is this possible?!"
For a moment, Huiyan couldn't tell which one was the real body. Helpless, he had no choice but to divide the eighteen prayer beads into nine strands, with two beads in each strand, and shoot them at one of the figures.
"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"
The eight phantoms struck by the prayer beads suddenly unleashed eight sharp Sword Qi, shooting towards the Grandmaster watching from all sides!
"What! Ah! Ah!"
The Grandmaster, who had been watching the spectacle from outside the battle circle, were caught off guard by the Sword Qi. They had no time to react and were instantly pierced by the Sword Qi, falling to the ground with screams of agony.
[Congratulations, host, on successfully defeating the Grandmaster Half-Demon. You have gained 500,000 Demon Points.]
[Congratulations, host, on successfully defeating the Grandmaster Half-Demon. You have gained 500,000 Demon Points.]
Huiyan, who was in the arena, had a drastic change in expression.
Because he saw that among the nine figures, one of them, after being struck by the prayer beads, vanished into thin air.
Immediately afterwards, a bone-chilling cold rose from the back of his neck.
"Not good!"
Just as he was about to turn around, he felt a chill on his neck.
A line of blood suddenly appeared, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
[Congratulations, host, on successfully defeating the Great Grandmaster Half-Demon. You have gained 5 million Demon Points.]
Lu Feng had just used Startling Thunder Flash to instantly teleport behind Huiyan.
"What?! The chief... the chief was killed by him with a single sword?! Run...!"
Someone shouted at the top of their Sword Qi, and the few who had just narrowly escaped the sword energy scrambled and fled into the depths of the temple.
Lu Feng didn't bother to chase after them. He walked to Huiyan's body, picked up all the storage bags of the deceased, and stuffed them into his pocket.
Inside the secret chamber of Vajra Temple.
Huixing stood with his hands behind his back beside He Tieshan, watching the blood-red longsword gradually taking shape under the hammer, and asked:
"Master He, when will the Bloodthirsty Saber be completed?"
"At the current pace, it should be ready tomorrow."
He Tieshan answered without turning his head, his face expressionless.
"That's wonderful!" Huixing clapped his hands and laughed.
"Master He, please rest assured, once the Bloodthirsty Saber is forged, I will repay you in full, and I will return your wife and children unharmed!"
Upon hearing the words "wife and children," a hint of emotion finally appeared on He Tieshan's usually tense face.
"I hope you can keep your word and not harm a single hair on their heads." He Tieshan's voice was slightly hoarse at this moment.
"That's for sure," Huixing readily agreed.
"However, there's something I need to say upfront."
He Tieshan suddenly stopped hammering.
What did you say?
"Although it has a sixth-tier demon soul as the main material, with the auxiliary materials you provided, the Bloodthirsty Saber, once forged, can at most reach the level of a high-grade Spirit Artifact, and cannot break through to the top grade!"
"Can't break through to the highest level?!"
Huixing's expression changed slightly.
All these years of painstaking searching for refining materials could only yield one superior-grade weapon?
Seeing Huixing's uncertain expression, He Tieshan calmly added:
"The blade blank is now complete. If you are not in a hurry, you can slowly search for spiritual materials and incorporate them into the blade blank later. At that time, your chances of creating Supreme-Grade Spirit Artifact will naturally increase significantly."
He Tieshan knew in his heart that once this knife was unveiled, the entire north... no, the entire world, would be plunged into a bloodbath.
But he had no choice.
He was willing to risk his own life, but his wife and children were his only weakness.
He could only try to stall for time as long as possible.
Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the secret room.
"Who?" Huixing asked loudly.
"Abbot, it's me. I have important news to report!"
Hearing the familiar voice outside, Huixing didn't open the door, but instead told him to talk to her outside.
"A captain from the Demon-Slaying Bureau named Lu Feng has arrived outside Mount Shaoshi, saying he wishes to commission Master He to forge a Spirit Artifact."
"After being stopped by the supervisor, he actually killed the supervisor! Then... then Eight Great Vajras also died at his hands!"
"The head monk of the Western Hall has already brought this person into the temple. I dared not delay and have come to report this!"
Hearing these words, Huixing showed no anger whatsoever.
He muttered to himself, "If He Tieshan is asked to forge Spirit Artifact... then this person must possess spiritual materials!"
"Great! It's like finding a needle in a haystack!"
Huixing's face lit up with barely suppressed elation, and he immediately gave the order to the outside of the secret chamber:
"You may leave now. Go back and tell the head monk not to touch this man yet. Treat him well, and I will personally go and meet him in a little while!"
"Yes!"
The footsteps outside the secret room faded into the distance.
"Master He, please be patient. This old monk will be right back. I'll bring you the spiritual materials shortly!"
After saying this, Huixing didn't wait for He Tieshan's reply. He opened the stone door of the secret chamber, slipped out, and then closed the stone door shut behind him before leaving.
After confirming that Huixing far away, He Tieshan collapsed to the ground, his face full of regret.
I should have kept my mouth shut!
Now things are much better; Huixing will be able to get the spiritual materials right away.
"No!"
He gritted his teeth and made a silent resolution.
"We'll just say the spiritual materials aren't of the right grade! I refuse to believe that anyone will keep sending us more and more spiritual materials!"
On the other side, Vajra Temple.
Lu Feng was about to bend down and pick up the last person's storage bag when suddenly he vanished into thin air.
Almost at the same instant, a sharp palm strike slammed into the spot where he had just stood, sending shards of rock flying.
"Quick reaction time!"
A deep, resonant voice rang out.
Lu Feng looked up and saw a fat, big-eared monk wearing a kasaya standing not far away.
That sneak attack with a palm strike just now was delivered by this person.
"Huifang!"
Lu Feng glanced at the portrait in the jade slip and immediately recognized the visitor as Huifang, the head of the East Hall of the Vajra Temple, Great Grandmaster Perfection cultivation.
The aura emanating from him was clearly that of Half-Demon.
"Huixing? You alone are probably no match for me."
"What arrogance! Junior Brother Huiyan was merely ambushed by you. In a real fight, the outcome would be far from certain! This old monk will settle things with you today!"
Having said that, Huifang fully activated his True Essence, and a faint golden light emanated from his palms as he prepared to unleash the Great Vajra Palm.
"Stop!"
A sharp shout came from afar, and a figure appeared, stepping through the air and arriving in an instant.
Huifang was overjoyed to see the newcomer, who was none other than Huixing from Vajra Temple.
"Abbot Brother! You've come at the perfect time!"
"This man murdered Huiyan. If the two of us join forces, we can definitely capture this fiend!"
Upon Huixing, Huixing's eyes flashed with surprise.
He sized Lu Feng up and down. This man clearly only had the cultivation of Great Early Grandmaster, yet he was able to kill Huiyan, Great Grandmaster Perfection?