Volume 1, Chapter 57: Single Combat Against the Saint Child

"Thunderous Sword Strike!"
Boom!
Within the Xu family estate, Xu Que's White Tiger Sword erupted with astonishing blood-red lightning sword qi.
The Sixth Elder, a Martial King realm expert, was also forced back.
Praising him, the Sixth Elder said, "Young Master, your otherworldly lightning is too powerful. Though I can withstand it, as time goes on, too much of my vital blood is being drained away."
Xu Que let out a long breath.
"That's only because you weren't taking it seriously, Sixth Elder."
After three days of arduous cultivation, he had finally mastered a lethal swordsmanship technique from the Yuxu Divine Palace.
Deep within the port, several figures were faintly discernible. They were organization members waiting for the return of the island-bound ship, having come out to join the excitement out of sheer boredom. Hualin, who had stepped out of the room earlier, was naturally one of them.
"Knock! Knock!" Following a series of quick, light raps on the door, Lanyu opened it to see a servant hurrying over and saying, "Miss Ruan, the young master wants you to bring tea to the main hall." Without waiting for Xizhi to ask anything, the servant scurried off in a flash.
"I agree. If it weren't for Shido, we might have just finished you off," Kaguya said, seconded by Yuzuru.
After listening, Iya Yu fell silent. In truth, she had already noticed her own growing reliance on flame abilities during this period.
For a moment, grand visions of attaining high office and noble titles, all sorts of flattering sycophancy, as well as gazes filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred, flooded his mind.
"Is that so? Well, that sounds pretty nice," He Zheng said as he reached out a hand toward the young man, seemingly intending to help him up.
Under Kanade's control, her wings were as flexible as her own arms. Shiina vanished into stealth again as she landed, causing Kanade's launched feathers to miss their mark. Having lost her attacking target once more, Kanade found herself at a disadvantage against Shiina's tricky abilities.
Kunlun's fist, having just flown toward Lu Zheng, stopped abruptly at a distance of only half a meter.
Gradually, a few misty raindrops drifted down, scattering across the river and breaking the countless cold, shimmering halos into rippling circles. Moonlight pierced through the drizzle, weaving thousands of hazy threads of light, and the night suddenly seemed to blur into obscurity. Looking at one another, people felt a sense of being separated from another lifetime.
Whether he had any connection to Li Erlong, or shared the same ancestral surname, why should he give him a discount? First of all, it would provoke gossip behind his back, and perhaps even be used as ammunition by people with ulterior motives. Besides, if Li Erlong gave him a discount, wouldn't all of Li Erlong's paternal uncles and elders expect discounts too?
"This... was bitten to death by birds," we said somewhat helplessly, stating the fact, though we didn't expect the villagers to believe it. After all, if we hadn't seen it with our own eyes, we wouldn't have believed it either.
Lin Hai quickly followed behind. Were it not for the fact that he had also mastered the Somersault Cloud, his speed would not have been on par with Sun Wukong's.
"Isn't that simple? When we were unsealing the system for you, we just used sorcery to siphon off a bit of her lifeline along the way," those statues said as they recalled the scene from back then.
"Ahem... It's nothing, it's just a coffin," I said to Xiong Lili with great nonchalance, trying to project a manly demeanor. However, the moment I caught sight of that coffin, a trace of slight shock involuntarily stirred in my heart; its surface was brightly colored and looked as pristine as a brand-new coffin, as if it had been moved inside only a short while ago.
"Holy crap..." Yuan Hua stared blankly up at the sky, his mouth left with only a single exclamation.
From their previous brief conversation, Zheng Chen could sense the Demon Monarch's yearning for the Three Desolation Stone. The stone must be of immense use to the Demon Monarch; if so, Zheng Chen would use the Three Desolation Stone to retrieve the Qingfeng Sword.
"The only explanation is that they found the mechanism, triggered it, but had no way to close it." Unable to figure out what was truly going on, Sun Qian could only voice his inner hypothesis.
Just as Grandfather finished speaking, the ship suddenly began to sway violently like a struggling salted fish, churning up towering waves all around. The surrounding waters grew turbulent and ferocious, threatening to overturn the entire vessel.