Asura Mad Emperor

Chapter 213 A Gentleman May Be Killed, but Not Insulted

"What a terrifying sword strike!"

"What kind of True Qi was that just now? I felt an intense coldness, as if even the martial meridians inside my body were frozen!"

"A disciple of the Jiuli Ghost Sect was actually defeated by her single sword strike, and the two high-grade mystical arm-guards on his arms couldn't even block that sword light!"

Witnessing this scene, the surrounding martial artists and cultivators were instantly filled with shock, looking at Zhou Xi with incredulous eyes.

They weren't at the center of the battlefield. To avoid being affected and getting involved in the current sequence of cause and effect, and to avoid the wrath of Han Jiushan, they had all retreated far away.

But even at a great distance, they still felt the extreme coldness radiating from Zhou Xi, along with the sharpness of that sword.

"It's that sword!"

Some people noticed Zhou Xi's Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword.

Although the Artifact Spirit of the Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword was slumbering, making it appear simple and ordinary.

But Zhou Xi's single sword strike shattered two high-grade mystical arm-guards, which was hard not to attract attention.

Defensive gear is a very valuable thing.

Defensive gear of the same level is often valued even higher than weapons or magical treasures, and is more precious.

Its defense capabilities are also extremely strong.

High-grade mystical arm-guards, even if faced by a Spirit Martial Realm martial artist, might not necessarily be breached.

But at this moment, Han Jiushan's two high-grade mystical arm-guards were shattered by a single sword light from Zhou Xi.

This was truly incredible.

It was clear that it was due to the sword in her hand.

"To be able to shatter high-grade mystical defensive gear so easily, what level of weapon is that sword?!"

For a time, many people's eyes turned fervent as they gazed at the Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword in Zhou Xi's hands, their expression showing greed.

Even some older cultivators couldn't help but show a different color in their eyes, similarly coveting the Evil-Suppressing Divine Sword in Zhou Xi's hands.

To shatter two pieces of high-grade mystical defensive gear so effortlessly, that sword was certainly no ordinary one.

Zhou Xi too felt the greedy gazes from the crowd around her and couldn't help but change her expression slightly.

There were quite a few high-rank martial artists and cultivators present.

If these people were to take action, she wouldn't be able to block a single move.

And just at that moment, Qinchuan walked up slowly. Regarding the greedy gazes of everyone around, he said indifferently, "Treasures stir people's hearts, but one must be alive to enjoy them. Ignorant greed always comes with a bloody price!"

The plain words resounded powerfully.

With Qinchuan's comment revealing the greed in their hearts, those fervent gazes around them suddenly retracted somewhat.

Many people stared at Qinchuan, their expressions changing, their minds filled with doubt and uncertainty.

Because Qinchuan was too calm.

He was clearly just a sixteen-year-old boy with a cultivation level of only the fifth layer of the Meridian Opening Realm, but faced with the greedy gazes of so many high-rank martial artists and cultivators present, he remained composed and calm, as if he didn't take them seriously at all, apparently unworried about them making a move to seize the sword.

Moreover, thinking about how Qinchuan dared to challenge the Jiuli Ghost Sect, many were wavering, hesitant to act rashly, and started speculating whether Qinchuan indeed had a significant background, possibly even greater than the towering giant of the Jiuli Ghost Sect? Explore more stories at empire

"This kid, how can he be so arrogant? What kind of background does he have?"

Many were wondering in their hearts.

Qinchuan ignored the surprised and doubtful gazes of the crowd around him, never considering these people a threat from the beginning to the end.

What did it matter if there were high-rank martial artists?

Or high-rank cultivators?

In his eyes, they were still not worth mentioning.

Even a Saint Realm powerhouse like Ye Xuanji could only bow and scrape in his presence, groveling in submission.

What do high-ranked martial artists and cultivators count for?

"Young Master."

Seeing Qinchuan approaching, Zhou Xi instantly felt at ease.

"Your sword strike just now finally resembled that of a sword cultivator, it seems you're not too stupid, after all. You haven't wasted this young master's guidance."

Qinchuan praised her faintly, then continued, "However, your sword strike still has room for considerable improvement."

"Your murderous intent is still not intense enough, never forget that a sword is a weapon for killing; martial skills are for taking lives."

Zhou Xi nodded, humbly accepting the lesson.

The onlookers couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their eyes.

This guy, he's ruthless.

If it hadn't been for Han Jiushan's two high-grade mystical armguards, which absorbed most of the force, he would be lying on the ground as a corpse by now.

And yet, this guy still said Zhou Xi's sword strike wasn't strong or vicious enough, that the killing intent wasn't intense or pure enough.

Some people, upon hearing Qinchuan's remarks, looked at him with a clearly increased wariness.

This was a ruthless person.

If others felt this way,

what must Han Jiushan, who nearly got cleaved in two by Zhou Xi's sword, be feeling?

Hearing Qinchuan's comments on Zhou Xi's earlier sword strike, Han Jiushan spat out a mouthful of blood in anger and roared, "A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated!"

He didn't think Zhou Xi's sword strike was weak.

No one knew better than he did just how terrifying her strike was.

That sword strike, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, filled him with an unprecedented fear and a sensation of death's shadow that he had never experienced before.

If it weren't for the two high-grade mystical treasures protecting him, he probably would have been split in half!

Such a terrifying sword strike from a mere Meridian Opening Realm Sixth Layer martial artist, and you tell me there is room for improvement in its power?

I have never seen a Meridian Opening Realm Sixth Layer martial artist unleash such a fearsome sword strike!

Therefore, in Han Jiushan's view, Qinchuan's actions were clearly a deliberate insult.

"Oh? 'A warrior can be killed, but not humiliated,' you have a point. Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish."

Hearing Han Jiushan's roar, Qinchuan laughed indifferently, his gaze toward Han Jiushan was bland, without a hint of emotion.

As the once Asura Emperor, he had killed countless beings in his life and had even become somewhat numb to it.

To him, killing an opponent was no different from stepping on an insect on the ground.

Since the opponent had provoked him and even made such a request, he naturally didn't mind obligingly crushing him.

"Begin."

Qinchuan stretched, feeling completely unperturbed, and said.

Hearing Qinchuan's words, Zhou Xi's expression shifted slightly; she pursed her lips but then her gaze firmed, and she walked towards Han Jiushan with her sword in hand.

The onlookers witnessing this scene gasped in shock, their looks towards Qinchuan turned even more horrified.

"Is this guy really daring to kill a direct disciple of the Jiuli Ghost Sect?!"

Everyone trembled in fear.

Even though Zhou Xi's sword strike earlier was already delivered with a will to slay,

the people still couldn't help but be startled.

To publicly execute a direct disciple of the Jiuli Ghost Sect was sheer madness. Aren't they afraid of the Jiuli Ghost Sect's retaliation?

Or is it that this young man's background is so formidable that he could disregard the Jiuli Ghost Sect?!