Chapter 56. Blood cultivators are stronger.
Chapter 56: 56. Blood cultivators are stronger.
"Kill him."
The order had barely left his mouth when more than two hundred bandits charged at Lin Xuan once again.
This time, however, something was different.
Their movements had become noticeably fiercer and every one of them was charging forward without the slightest concern for their own lives.
Even those standing behind climbed over the bodies of their companions, desperate to reach Lin Xuan first.
Their bloodshot eyes burned with madness.
They no longer looked like ordinary bandits.
They resembled the barbarians Lin Xuan had read about in the novels and manhwa from his previous life.
Lin Xuan tightened his grip around the crimson spear and thrust his spear forward to the first bandit that reached him.
The spear pierced straight through the man’s chest.
The blood-absorbing spear immediately awakened.
The bandit’s flesh began shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Unlike the previous victims, however, the man did not instantly collapse into a skeleton.
He let out a savage roar and continued swinging his saber despite his rapidly withering body.
Only after several breaths did the last traces of blood leave his body.
His flesh completely dried up before his skeleton crashed lifelessly onto the ground.
Lin Xuan’s eyes narrowed as he noticed that they were now resisting the spear’s absorption, it was as if their bodies have become much stronger than before.
Another dozen bandits arrived almost simultaneously.
Instead of retreating after witnessing the horrifying death before them, they lunged forward with crazed expressions.
Their weapons came crashing down from every direction.
Lin Xuan’s eyes suddenly lit up and a smile slowly spread across his face.
For the past six months, he had spent every single hour of it learning the Lin Family Trojan Spear Technique.
Now, he finally had the perfect opportunity to test everything he had learned.
The smile on Lin Xuan’s face slowly faded and his breathing became steady.
The crimson spear in his hand lowered slightly until its tip hovered just above the ground.
His front foot slid half a step forward as the spear shot out like a dragon leaving its cave.
The crimson tip pierced through a bandit’s throat before the body could even react.
Without stopping, Lin Xuan twisted his wrist.
The spear shaft spun in a perfect circle, carrying the lifeless corpse with it before hurling it into the charging crowd.
Several bandits were knocked off their feet.
Before they could recover, Lin Xuan had already appeared among them.
With one thrust a body collapsed and with one sweep, three sabers were knocked aside before the spear’s butt slammed heavily into a bandit’s chest, sending him flying several meters away.
A second later, the crimson spear snapped back like a striking serpent.
Its tip pierced straight through the man’s forehead before he even landed.
Lin Xuan never allowed the spear to remain still. The moment one attack ended, the next had already begun.
Every thrust flowed naturally into a sweep, every sweep transformed into a spin and every spin became another deadly thrust.
The battlefield became a dance of crimson light.
The surrounding bandits found themselves completely unable to approach.
Whenever they believed they had entered the spear’s reach, the weapon suddenly changed direction.
Whenever they thought they had escaped, the spear reappeared from an impossible angle.
The Lin Family Trojan Spear Technique emphasized momentum above everything else.
Once the first strike connected, every movement afterward borrowed the strength of the last.
Soon, even Lin Xuan himself became immersed in the rhythm.
His body moved almost instinctively as the countless hours spent repeating the same forms within the training grounds finally revealed their value.
The spear moved exactly where his thoughts directed it and the blood-absorbing spear only made the technique even more terrifying.
Every enemy it pierced gradually weakened as their blood was devoured.
One after another, bandits were thrown into the air, pierced through the chest, or reduced to dried skeletons before they could even understand what had happened.
In only a few breaths, more than twenty corpses already littered the ground around him.
Even so, Lin Xuan knew the battle had only just begun.
More than two hundred bandits still remained on the battlefield.
In addition, nearly a hundred had fled into the forest earlier.
He had no doubt they would return the moment an opportunity presented itself.
Just then, hurried footsteps echoed from the road behind the caravan.
A group of cultivators quickly rushed onto the battlefield.
Leading them were Su Qingci, Zhao Moying, Ouyang Jun, and Li Hanyuan.
The four of them had abandoned the hillside the moment Lin Xuan flew away and hurried after him together with the Blue Sea Restaurant’s cultivators.
Although they had arrived as quickly as they could, the battle had already begun.
Su Qingci’s eyes immediately fell upon the dried skeletons scattered across the battlefield.
His pupils shrank slightly.
The expressions of Zhao Moying and Ouyang Jun also stiffened.
Li Hanyuan’s calm eyes narrowed ever so slightly as they settled upon the blood-red spear in Lin Xuan’s hand.
Without saying a word, he slowly gripped the hilt of his sword.
The battlefield had become far more dangerous than any of them had anticipated.
Another wave of bandits surged toward Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan swept his spear outward in a wide arc, knocking aside three sabers before its crimson tip shot forward like a bolt of lightning.
A bandit’s chest was pierced through instantly.
Before the body could fall, Lin Xuan twisted the spear and flung the corpse into two more charging bandits, sending them tumbling across the ground.
Lin Xuan then glance toward the newcomers.
"Took you guys long enough."
Ouyang Jun let out a helpless laugh.
"We came as fast as we could. Not everyone is blessed with a flying sword like you did."
Lin Xuan smiled faintly before his expression quickly turned serious again.
His spear thrust forward once more, forcing several bandits to retreat.
Without looking back, he raised his free hand and pointed toward the ordinary-looking man standing among the bandits.
"That man over there is Huang Guangzhou. I believe I don’t have to say anything more."
The expressions of Su Qingci, Zhao Moying, Ouyang Jun, and Li Hanyuan immediately changed.
Their gazes locked onto the ordinary-looking man at almost the same time.