Chapter 58. Turns out, blood cultivators were overrated.
Chapter 58: 58. Turns out, blood cultivators were overrated.
While Li Hanyuan and Huang Guangzhou exchanged one deadly move after another, the rest of the battlefield had also descended into chaos.
Lin Xuan’s crimson spear swept across the battlefield, forcing the remaining bandits back step after step.
Just then, Su Qingci’s eyes flashed with a cold light.
"Now!"
The shout came without the slightest warning.
The cultivators of the Blue Sea Restaurant who had been fighting beside the Lin family suddenly changed direction.
Instead of charging toward the bandits, they turned their weapons toward Lin Xuan and Ouyang Jun.
Dozens of attacks erupted simultaneously as sword qi, saber light, and palm strikes converged upon the two men from every direction.
The betrayal came so suddenly that even the surrounding bandits froze for a brief moment.
Ouyang Jun’s expression changed drastically.
"Manager Su!"
His voice was filled with disbelief.
He had never imagined that the man who had spend the most in hunting Huang Guangzhou would betray them at this very moment.
Lin Xuan, however, showed no surprise.
Instead, the corners of his mouth slowly curved upward.
"About time you moved."
Su Qingci’s pupils contracted and before he could understand what Lin Xuan meant, an overwhelming pressure erupted from Lin Xuan’s body.
Boom!
Golden spiritual qi surged into the heavens and a gigantic phantom slowly rose behind him.
It was a serpent.
Its golden scales shimmered beneath the sunlight as its enormous body coiled behind Lin Xuan.
An oppressive aura instantly swept across the battlefield and to everyone present, it was unmistakably a Seventh-Grade Mortal Rank Snake Martial Spirit.
Gasps immediately rang out.
"A Seventh-Grade Mortal Rank Martial Spirit!"
On other other end of the battle, Li Hanyuan’s eyes suddenly narrowed and his sword paused for the briefest instant.
Impossible...
The Martial Spirit before everyone else’s eyes was clearly seventh grade.
Yet through his own perception, what stood behind Lin Xuan was something entirely different.
A Tenth-Grade Mortal Rank Martial Spirit...
Li Hanyuan’s heart shook.
At that very moment, Lin Xuan moved and his spear blurred into countless crimson afterimages.
The Blue Sea Restaurant cultivators who had rushed toward him never even had time to react.
The first man’s throat was pierced clean through.
The second was struck through the heart before he could withdraw his sword.
The third had his blood completely drained before his feet even touched the ground.
The Blood-Absorbing Spear devoured life with terrifying speed as one body after another collapsed into dried skeletons.
Within a single breath, every cultivator who had attacked alongside Su Qingci lay dead upon the battlefield.
Only Su Qingci remained alive.
His face had long since lost every trace of composure.
Without daring to look back even once, he turned and fled with every ounce of spiritual qi he could muster, escaping the deadly reach of Lin Xuan’s spear by the narrowest of margins.
Behind him, dozens of dried skeletons lay scattered across the battlefield, serving as a grim reminder of the price of betrayal.
Lin Xuan was a Ninth Layer Golden Core cultivator.
From the very beginning, it had never made sense for him to struggle against a group of mere bandits.
The only reason he had not ended the battle immediately was because he wanted to test the Lin Family Trojan Spear Technique after spending six months mastering it in seclusion.
He had deliberately fought at a controlled pace.
Even so, there was one thing he still could not understand.
Why had Ouyang Jun joined the battle without using his full strength?
From the moment the fighting began, the young disciple had relied solely on his swordsmanship.
He had never once summoned his Martial Spirit.
Lin Xuan found that rather strange and then there was Su Qingci.
That man’s timing made even less sense.
Wasn’t he supposed to be a manager of an information organization? How come he has such a bad timing for an ambush!
Why not wait a little longer until both sides had exhausted themselves?
That would have given him a much greater chance of success.
The more Lin Xuan thought about it, the less he understood Su Qingci’s decision.
Still, none of that truly mattered anymore.
From the moment Lin Zhaoyue warned him to be careful of Su Qingci and mentioned that the man was a blood cultivator, Lin Xuan had never relaxed his vigilance.
Ever since they entered the battlefield, a part of his attention had remained fixed on Su Qingci.
No matter how fiercely the battle raged around him, he had always been waiting for the inevitable betrayal.
Without any more delay, Lin Xuan shot straight toward Huang Guangzhou.
At the same time, he shouted at Ouyang Jun at the top of his lungs.
"You idiot! Use your Martial Spirit and take down that old traitor!"
At the same time, on the other end of the battlefield Li Hanyuan yet again was forced back another three steps.
And before he could steady himself, Huang Guangzhou had already closed the distance once again.
The Blood Wolf Martial Spirit lunged from above while his blood-soaked saber slashed from below.
The two attacks sealed off every possible route of retreat.
Li Hanyuan’s sword flashed repeatedly as streams of sword qi collided with the incoming attacks.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The battlefield echoed with the sound of steel colliding.
Although he managed to block every strike, Huang Guangzhou refused to give him even the slightest chance to breathe.
His attacks became faster and his movements became even more ruthless.
The bandits under him were collapsing one after another and the second Golden Core cultivator had already been forced onto the defensive by Zhao Moying.
His trump card, the blue sea restaurant had also been annihilated in a span of a single breath and Su Qingci had fled for his life.
The battle was no longer in their favor.
If this continued, everyone including him would eventually die.
His gaze instantly returned to Li Hanyuan as a vicious light flashed across his eyes. He stopped caring about defense altogether.
The Blood Wolf Martial Spirit let out a silent roar as Huang Guangzhou burned through his spiritual qi without restraint.
He no longer intended to win the battle. He only wanted to kill the greatest threat before escaping.
Li Hanyuan’s expression turned increasingly serious as the pressure around him multiplied.
Just then, a crimson streak shot across the battlefield as Lin Xuan arrived beside him with the blood-red spear already in hand.
Without taking his eyes off Huang Guangzhou, he calmly asked,"Need help?"
Li Hanyuan answered without hesitation.
"Probably."
The next instant, Lin Xuan’s Ninth Layer Golden Core cultivation erupted without the slightest restraint and at the same time, the enormous serpent behind him opened its cold, golden eyes.
Before Huang Guangzhou could even react, an overwhelming pressure descended upon him and his body suddenly became incomparably heavy.
His Blood Wolf Martial Spirit let out a pained howl as its bloody aura was violently suppressed.
Lin Xuan took a slow step forward and thrust the crimson spear outward gently which pierced straight through Huang Guangzhou’s heart.
The Blood-Absorbing Spear instantly awakened and Huang Guangzhou’s body trembled violently.
The Blood Wolf Martial Spirit let out one final, unwilling howl before countless cracks spread across its body.
Within a single breath, Huang Guangzhou’s flesh rapidly withered.
His blood, essence, and vitality were devoured completely.
His body collapsed into a dried skeleton and the Blood Wolf Martial Spirit shattered into countless fragments of crimson light before disappearing into the air.