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Chapter 85: The principle of danger is to live in the face of death! (Fifth update)

Chapter 85: The Principle of Danger, The Meaning of Facing Death to Live! (Fifth Update)

In the initial exchange between 'Xiao Fan' and Zhang Yunlu, Zhang Yunlu immediately fell into a disadvantage.

"The Human Clan's body is weak, and cultivation requires enduring many hardships. The three crucial stages of refining are difficult, and only one in a thousand people can succeed," the voice was indifferent and calm. "But my *clan* is favored by Heaven's Will, born with a Heavenly Dao Foundation. Why do you refuse?"

Born with a Heavenly Dao Foundation?

"We shepherd all living beings, and all spirits bow before us. Even the vast starry river once served as our pasture."

As the voice continued to enter her ears, images began to surface in Zhang Yunlu's mind.

Swallowing the starry river, all spirits kneeling in worship.

These were all scenes Xiao Fan had once witnessed.

"What about now?" Zhang Yunlu suddenly said. "Haven't you also become mice in a gutter?"

What era is this? Yet they're still using such shoddy scam tactics.

Do they think they can deceive people by spouting some grand concepts and conjuring a few images with illusions?

As a student of Xuanjian City Third Middle School, she had listened attentively to the anti-scam lectures the school held every year.

Even the most pathetic scam groups had tactics a hundred times more sophisticated than this.

'Xiao Fan' paused, then his sword moves suddenly became fierce!

Fine, Human Clan Sword Cultivators are all so unappreciative.

Clang! Clang!

As his attacks became more rapid, Zhang Yunlu found it increasingly difficult to defend, and within moments, she was in peril.

'Xiao Fan''s sword path had no fixed pattern, but it was extremely 'precise', or perhaps 'perfect'.

So perfect that every move and form had no flaw, as if it incorporated the advantages of all sword techniques in the world.

No matter how she swung her sword, he easily blocked it. Even the sword light unleashed by the Flowing Cloud Swordplay failed to harm him in the slightest.

Swish!

Another sword strike, which nearly pierced Zhang Yunlu's shoulder, staining her clothes with blood.

Blood flowed from the wound on her brow, affecting her vision to some extent.

What should she do?

Whether it was sword technique, experience, or the rational use of spiritual energy, the opponent was far superior to her!

...

...

"Dao Brother, the junior you found is quite interesting."

Those two sentences just now might have been unintentional, but they precisely hit the old fellow's sore spot.

As Zhang Yunlu said, what did it matter if he was once infinitely glorious? Now he was still a mouse in a gutter.

"Unfortunately, I won't be able to see which of the juniors we support is stronger or weaker," sighed.

Xiao Fan, whose body was taken over by that old fellow, naturally could no longer be considered himself.

Meanwhile, Chi Jiuyu scratched her head. She could see it now too, that kid who was even better at acting than herself, his hard power was truly above Xiao Yunlu's.

His sword technique was so strong, it was only slightly weaker than her own.

Hmm!

Just a little bit.

However... there was one thing she still didn't understand.

"Shishu, what did the person opposite Xiao Yunlu babble about?"

He must have said something, right?

But why didn't she hear anything?

"He..." Xu Xing was about to explain.

Ding—!

A strange notification sound suddenly rang out.

Chi Jiuyu's eyes widened, looking at Xu Xing in disbelief: "Shishu, you actually have a 'special concern' friend!"

And it's not me!

"It's Senior Sister."

The reason for setting this up was actually Senior Sister's request.

Oh, so it was Master.

Then it's fine.

Chi Jiuyu calmed down and turned back to look at the light screen.

Xu Xing took out his phone and opened the chat app.

Sword Venerable Who Guards The Home: "Not over yet?"

Fleeing Old Ancestor: "Soon."

: "..."

Dao Brother and Sword Venerable, these usernames... are they serious?

Just as he wanted to see more of what they talked about, Xu Xing suddenly stood up.

"Please pay more attention to the Mystic Realm, Dao Friend."

After saying that, he walked out directly.

???

What were they talking about? Not letting me see?

Emm...

However, with Sword Venerable's cold personality, it was likely just Dao Brother asking a question and her answering.

Thinking of this, stopped thinking too much and turned his attention back to the situation in the Mystic Realm.

............

In the combat space, Zhang Yunlu retreated once again, leaving behind trails of bloody footprints.

There were two sword wounds on her right forearm, deep enough to see bone, and the pain from various parts of her body made the hand holding the sword tremble.

"Still struggling? With your weak sword dao attainment? Or is it that short sword you're hiding?"

'Xiao Fan' held his sword, his tone extremely contemptuous.

But if one looked closely, there were no ripples in his glass-like, multi-colored eyes.

The Human Clan's 'Enlightenment of Principles' was a very peculiar state, closely related to a cultivator's state of mind.

The reason he hadn't killed her yet was to break her spirit and completely cut off the possibility of her 'Enlightenment of Principles'.

Although His main purpose for this trip was not this, if He could conveniently erase the possibility of a Human Clan Sword Cultivator 'Enlightenment of Principles', why not?

Cough cough!

Zhang Yunlu coughed up two mouthfuls of blood, propped herself up with her sword, and forced herself to stand.

"You're right."

Slowly drawing the short sword from her waist, she threw it on the ground.

Then, she raised the sword in her hand again, her gaze fixed on the front.

Defend?

Dodge?

These were not suitable for her.

All she could do was, like at the very beginning, believe in the sword in her hand and face death to live!

Buzz!!!

The long sword hummed as it cut through the air.

A ripple finally appeared in 'Xiao Fan''s glass-like, colored eyes, not because of the sword, but because of her gaze.

Her gaze reminded Him of someone He extremely unwillingly recalled.

That person who was like an ant at first, but ultimately sounded the death knell for the entire Cang Clan.

His greatest regret in this life was not being able to 扼殺 him when he was still weak!

"Fine, I'll send you on your way."

'Xiao Fan' raised his hand and delivered a sword strike, like a gentle breeze brushing against willow branches, soft and slow, yet concealing killing intent, finding Zhang Yunlu's weakness with great ease.

The sword tip aimed directly at her brow, no longer the playful taunting from before, but a genuine intention to kill her!

Looking at the approaching sword tip, her keen perception amplified the subtle changes in the surrounding environment several times over. Her body instinctively leaned towards dodging, and her brow felt a stinging pain.

Sweat or blood, or perhaps both, soaked her clothes.

Yet she felt no coldness, but rather a sense of burning heat.

It seemed everything was reminding her, reminding her to dodge quickly!

However, Zhang Yunlu felt an incomparable tranquility in her heart, and the hand holding the sword did not tremble at all.

Her body was exhausted, but her spirit became increasingly radiant.

Under the guidance of that spiritual light, she finally crossed that chasm-like line.

'It seems to have had the opposite effect.'

'Xiao Fan' thought to himself, this was his first thought.

The next instant, Zhang Yunlu was no longer in front of him, only an afterimage remained!

Buzz buzz buzz!!!

Buzzing?

No!

It was the hum of a sword!

'I shouldn't have given her so many Tongxuan Grass Monsters to kill.'

This was the second thought. In the blink of an eye, he felt a chill at his neck.

'It's clearly 'Enlightenment of Principles', but why is it so unreasonable?'

This was His third thought.

Puff!

Blood splattered. A three-finger deep wound had been cut across his throat, almost severing the entire head, leaving only a thin layer of skin and the spine connected.

Zhang Yunlu's figure appeared behind 'Xiao Fan', gently stroking her sword, a trace of daze still lingering in her eyes.

"Is this the Enlightenment of Principles...?" she whispered softly.

Indeed, it suited her very well.

What she comprehended was the principle of danger, the meaning of facing death to live!

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