June 5, 2023 Author: True Person Tashue
Chapter 79 Flying Sword (Three Updates, Seeking Subscriptions)
Gao Xian beheaded the Black Snake Man with a sword, then immediately unleashed two True Yang Spears, knocking out Qing Ping behind him.
Qing Ping, at least in the mid-stage of Qi cultivation, had a higher cultivation level than him.
Leaving her unguarded behind was too dangerous.
It wasn't good to kill her directly, so he chose to deal with Qing Ping first using the True Yang Spears.
He would figure out how to handle the situation later.
From killing the Black Snake to knocking out Qing Ping, it all happened in an instant.
Before the members of the Red Snake Gang could react, Gao Xian had already shot five consecutive Flaming Bullets towards them.
Breaking through from the Ice and Fire Dual Realm to the Ice and Fire Nine Realms, Gao Xian had made significant progress in both the Flaming Bullets and Ice Arrow techniques.
Especially in the speed of casting spells, he could now consecutively cast them in an instant, like a high-speed automatic rifle.
Among the members of the Red Snake Gang, no one could match the speed of Gao Xian's Flaming Bullets.
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The five Flaming Bullets exploded in the crowd, shredding several cultivators hit directly by the Flaming Bullets into pieces.
Countless fierce flames and flesh scattered in all directions, the intense heat and violent magical impact also sent the surrounding cultivators flying.
Several zhang away, Gao Xian activated the Azure Cloud Cover and Wood Shield, ensuring sufficient defense.
This was no joking matter; cultivators' bodies were fragile, and without magical protection, even low-level spells would be hard to withstand.
With so many opposing cultivators, any negligence could cost him his life.
The high temperature and impact caused by the five Flaming Bullets were easily blocked by the Wood Shield.
The cultivators of the Red Snake Gang failed to activate any protective spells, resulting in a more tragic outcome.
Except for the five cultivators killed on the spot, the rest were either knocked down or sent flying by the high temperature and impact of the Flaming Bullets.
The high temperature only caused surface injuries to the body; the real danger lay in the violent magical impact after the Flaming Bullets exploded.
The group of cultivators were left dizzy and disoriented, their vision darkened, unsure of their surroundings.
Of course, there were a few formidable cultivators who barely withstood the impact of the Flaming Bullets.
Some struggled to activate magical symbols, while others drew their swords to confront Gao Xian, and a few panicked and fled towards the gate.
At this critical moment, each cultivator's reaction was different, leading to a chaotic scene.
However, Gao Xian remained unusually calm.
With Lan Jie presiding in his mind's eye, his powerful divine sense and keen six senses allowed him to grasp the subtle reactions of everyone present.
He could see everyone's movements, even their expressions and gazes, enabling him to make accurate judgments about their next moves easily.
The two cultivators who reacted the fastest posed the greatest threat—one attempted to flee, while the other prepared to retaliate.
With a thought, Lan Jie had already cast a spell, and a long ice spike shot out, piercing through the back of the fleeing cultivator's head.
The second ice spike aimed at the cultivator advancing with a sword, known for his formidable and sharp swordsmanship.
Surprisingly, he accurately sliced the ice spike with a backhand swing of his sword.
The quality of his sword was exceptional, as a single strike caused the ice spike to explode into a mass of shattered ice.
Before he could rejoice, the second ice spike was already hurtling towards him.
He was horrified by the speed and sharpness of the magical technique, relentless like a storm, leaving no room for respite!
Despite his exceptional body technique, the man couldn't completely evade the ice spike.
It grazed his neck, leaving a deep bloody gash, freezing his blood with the icy power of the ice spike.
His body momentarily stiffened, and a glint of icy light approached his face.
Despair filled his eyes, but he was powerless to resist or evade, only able to watch helplessly as the icy light pierced his face.
The sharp ice spike easily penetrated his skull, protruding two inches from the back of his head.
The immense impact of the Ice Arrow technique shattered the internal tissues of his head, freezing the shattered tissues into a solid mass with the icy power.
Such a terrifying injury instantly ended the life of this mid-stage Qi cultivator.
In reality, Gao Xian had only consecutively fired four arrows in an instant, dealing with two powerful mid-stage Qi cultivators.
He still had energy left but didn't use it all, as he needed to reserve his magical power for contingencies.
Besides, he had Zhu Qiuniang.
Zhu Qiuniang had already broken through the gate and rushed in.
With a wave of her hand, a short gun made of green spiritual light whistled through the chest of a cultivator, blasting a huge hole in his chest.
The second, third, fourth, and fifth shots of the consecutive green light gun were fierce and precise, each shot guaranteeing the death of a cultivator.
Zhu Qiuniang swiftly followed with the Green Thunderbolt Gun, slashing with the Green Frost Sword in her hand, cutting a standing cultivator into two pieces diagonally.
At this point, many cultivators of the Red Snake Gang lay down.
From Gao Xian's surprise attack on the Black Snake to Zhu Qiuniang's killing of the last cultivator, the entire process took less than ten breaths, as if crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood.
This outcome was almost exactly as Gao Xian had planned, and he was very satisfied with it.
However, the number of cultivators in the courtyard was not right.
Relying on his great divination technique, Gao Xian sensed the breath of the last person.
He pointed to the east wing room and whispered to Zhu Qiuniang, "There's still one inside."
A woman's voice pleading for mercy came from the room, "Spare me..."
As soon as the woman spoke, Zhu Qiuniang's Green Thunderbolt Gun pierced through the window, accurately hitting the woman.
The woman's Wood Shield shattered instantly, and she was paralyzed by the lightning force of the Green Thunderbolt Gun.
Zhu Qiuniang rushed into the room through the window, swung her sword, and the woman's head flew out.
After checking the woman, Zhu Qiuniang collected her spiritual stones, magical symbols, and magical tools before leaving the room.
Seeing Zhu Qiuniang coming out with a murderous aura, Gao Xian breathed a sigh of relief and said, "There are a total of sixteen people, all here."
He pointed to Qing Ping, who had fainted in the room, "There's one survivor."
Zhu Qiuniang checked on Qing Ping, collecting her magical tools, magical symbols, and elixirs.
She said to Gao Xian, "Let's gather the items first, don't waste them."
With so many cultivators, all with decent cultivation levels, each had some valuable items.
At the very least, there were some spiritual stones and magical symbols.
Originally, Gao Xian didn't like this part—collecting spoils in the midst of bloodshed seemed both cruel and greedy.
However, he gradually accepted it.
Now, he even enjoyed this part.
Regardless, reaping rewards always brought joy.
These Red Snake Gang members had plotted against him, so their deaths were justified.
Even in death, they could still contribute to him, which was even better.
Gao Xian was particularly interested in the Black Snake, a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi cultivation and the second-in-command of the Red Snake Gang.
He must have had some assets!
Although the Black Snake's death was gruesome, it couldn't hide the splendor of the black robe he wore.
The deep black robe faintly shimmered with a watery sheen amidst the darkness, indicating its extraordinary nature.
Even though the robe was stained with blood, a shake would restore it to its original state.
Gao Xian didn't understand the robe, but he felt that this black robe was superior to his Azure Cloud Robe.
The black scabbard longsword carried by the Black Snake felt good in his hand, clearly a valuable item.
Without time to investigate further, Gao Xian stored it in his storage bag.
Removing the robe, Gao Xian noticed a black metal gauntlet worn on the Black Snake's left arm.
The gauntlet had a unique design, with a long protrusion that resembled a short sword inside.
Carefully removing the gauntlet, Gao Xian found it heavy, covered in runes.
He examined it but couldn't find a way to open it, except for a very thin opening at the front.
"This is a Flying Sword. A truly valuable item!"
Zhu Qiuniang noticed the gauntlet in Gao Xian's hand, her eyes lighting up.
Flying Swords were extremely rare at the Qi cultivation level.
She reminded Gao Xian, "Flying Swords are highly intricate and complex; it will take some time to understand them. Let's focus on the task at hand."
Gao Xian also became excited; Flying Swords were considered the most lethal combat magical tool among cultivators.
As a man, who could resist the temptation of wielding a Flying Sword!
The clouds obscuring the moon had dissipated, allowing the clear moonlight to wash away the darkness and gloom in the courtyard, cleansing Gao Xian's heart of anger and resentment.
He felt a sense of clarity and joy, indescribable satisfaction!
Looking at the headless Black Snake sprawled on the ground, he even found the situation somewhat amusing...
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