Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Liu Canghai and Mu
"True Martial Soul!"
Blue Ink roared. His body swayed twice and, in an instant, transformed into a narrow-bladed war saber nearly two meters long!
The war saber hovered in midair, shimmering with a blue light.
An incomparably sharp aura pierced through the Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine, making Chu Qingyun’s skin prickle with a faint stinging sensation!
Chu Qingyun had seen a True Martial Soul many times before.
It was considered a desperate, last-resort move for members of the Martial Soul Hall. Once they used their True Martial Soul, they would be left in an extremely weakened state afterward, regardless of the outcome.
But the True Martial Soul also granted them an immense boost in power!
Facing Blue Ink’s True Martial Soul, Chu Qingyun’s expression turned grave. He didn’t dare to be careless, retracting the ten vines to his side, ready to defend at any moment.
Man and saber faced each other in a silent standoff for a moment.
The surrounding atmosphere was almost suffocatingly tense.
All sounds of chirping insects and birds vanished. Even the wind seemed to die down in the silent confrontation.
Just then,
the sharp aura of the blue war saber began to strangely recede.
But as the aura receded, an extremely short, yet blindingly brilliant blade light condensed at the saber’s tip. The very air there seemed to be shredded!
The saber’s aura receded to its limit, and the blade light shone with maximum brilliance!
SWOOSH!
The war saber flashed past, leaving an azure trail in its wake. The blade light pointed straight at Chu Qingyun!
"Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine!"
Chu Qingyun shouted. The ten vines of the Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine instantly twisted together, lunging toward Blue Ink’s True Martial Soul.
SHHIIINNNGGG...
Under the sharp blade light, the Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine finally failed to hold. It was instantly shredded into pieces!
The long saber continued to shred the vines, pressing toward Chu Qingyun!
However, more vines constantly grew from the Martial Soul on Chu Qingyun’s back, endlessly resisting the war saber and draining its power.
After a few breaths of this constant consumption, the Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine finally couldn’t take it anymore. It silently exploded into fragments, and all the vines vanished in an instant!
Although Chu Qingyun’s Primordial Power was endless, even a Tier Four Martial Soul had its limits!
However, thanks to the constant attrition from the Iron Thread Ten-Star Vine, the blue light on the war saber had dimmed considerably, and the blade light was beginning to lose its momentum.
"Iron Wall!"
Chu Qingyun’s face was grim as he instantly deployed his Iron Wall Martial Soul.
Four walls of steel materialized from thin air, overlapping to block the war saber’s path.
BOOM!
The four iron walls only held for a moment before being utterly torn apart. A Tier Three Soul Technique was nothing before a True Martial Soul.
"Primordial Power!"
Chu Qingyun’s expression remained grim. With a wave of his arm, a massive amount of Primordial Power surged out like a tide, rushing toward the war saber.
Enveloped by Primordial Power, the war saber was like a boat sailing against the current. Its speed began to decrease, and its light grew even dimmer.
But the aura on the blade light was still incredibly sharp. Though it was still nearly ten meters away, it had already stimulated the Profound Celestial Divine Pattern on Chu Qingyun’s body to flare with a brilliant green light!
Eight meters. The sharp aura of the blade light had already forced Chu Qingyun to use the full power of his Profound Celestial Divine Pattern to resist it!
Five meters. The arm Chu Qingyun had extended to release his Primordial Power was already feeling a tearing pain. Even his Profound Celestial Divine Pattern, pushed to its limit, could no longer block the sharp aura!
Two meters. SHIICK! A long gash was cut into Chu Qingyun’s arm, stretching from his wrist to his shoulder, dripping with blood!
One meter.
And then, everything dissipated in an instant!
The blue long saber hung silently within Chu Qingyun’s Primordial Power, like an inanimate object.
From beginning to end, Chu Qingyun’s other hand had been gripping his Thundercloud Sword tightly.
But in the end, Blue Ink had still failed to force Chu Qingyun to use his Thrusting Sword Technique!
"Blue Ink, you’ve lost!"
Chu Qingyun grinned. His bleeding arm shot forward and grabbed the blue war saber.
The sharp edge sliced into his palm, but Chu Qingyun paid it no mind. The Devouring Power erupted from his hand, crazily devouring both the Martial Soul Power and Primordial Power from the war saber!
The long saber trembled violently, as if it had encountered something terrifying.
However, coiled and suppressed by the rings of Devouring Power, the already-weakened Blue Ink had no ability to resist. He couldn’t even revert to his human form!
A Tier Two Martial Spirit’s Primordial Power was extremely abundant. Added to the Primordial Power Chu Qingyun had devoured from the four Tier One Martial Spirits earlier, his Qi Sea was quickly filled with pure Primordial Power.
But the Devouring Martial Soul continued to devour and refine Blue Ink’s Primordial Power, constantly channeling it into Chu Qingyun’s Qi Sea.
This was because the Devouring Martial Soul would refine the devoured Primordial Power into a form suitable for Chu Qingyun’s Martial Arts Realm. Therefore, the higher the grade and purity of the devoured power, the easier it was to fill his Qi Sea.
If he stopped devouring now, most of Blue Ink’s remaining Primordial Power would surely dissipate quickly, which would be a waste.
After a moment of thought, Chu Qingyun decided to simply start cultivating on the spot!
The Devouring Power was already active anyway, and the Devouring Martial Soul would handle the rest.
No longer concerning himself with the act of devouring Primordial Power, Chu Qingyun closed his eyes. He immersed his Heart and Mind in his Qi Sea and began to concentrate on condensing and compressing his Primordial Power.
Wisps of misty Primordial Power were condensed by Chu Qingyun into drop after drop of Primordial Liquid, which then merged into the larger mass of liquid.
The consumed Primordial Power was quickly replenished by his Devouring Martial Soul.
Time passed, drop by drop...
「Lianshan County City, Xicheng District, inside an inconspicuous house.」
Liu Canghai paced back and forth in the room, clenching his fists, looking extremely anxious. Meanwhile, Mu of the Martial Soul Hall sat leaning to one side, leisurely sipping his tea.
"It’s been days, and you’re still in the mood for tea? Why haven’t we heard from the men you sent out?" Liu Canghai demanded, glaring at Mu anxiously.
He had been running over here almost every day to ask about the ambush on Chu Qingyun.
Although Mu had reassured him every time, saying that Chu Qingyun was as good as dead, Liu Canghai—perhaps because of his guilty conscience—always had a very bad feeling about it.
"Heh, don’t worry. I sent five Tier One Martial Spirits and one Tier Two Martial Spirit. Unless that Chu Qingyun can fly through the heavens and burrow into the earth, he is without a doubt dead."
Mu smiled nonchalantly, clearly very confident in Blue Ink’s strength.
However, just then, a jade tablet on the table suddenly split in two with a CRACK.
CLANG!
The teacup in Mu’s hand fell onto the table, splashing tea all over him.
But he seemed not to notice, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the cracked jade tablet.
"What’s wrong?" Liu Canghai asked anxiously.
After half a minute of silence, Mu said slowly, "The Tier Two Martial Spirit sent to ambush Chu Qingyun... is dead!"
