Chapter 4 — Thanh Da Unsentimental Sword

8 The heavy rock in my heart was finally let go, I curled up in my master's arms with peace of mind. He carried me back to the hospital and carefully placed me on the bed. When he was about to stand up, for some reason I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down. “Master… why do you always wear a mask?” I was so feverish that I was unconscious, but I was also much braver. As I spoke, I raised my hand to remove half of the mask on his face. “Very ugly, don't look.” On Phu Ngoc gently held my hand. His hands... were so cool and gentle, making people feel extremely comfortable. "A Da, you've been poisoned. You need to get the poison out quickly." “Come on, let me help you sit up.” As On Phu Ngoc spoke, he was about to lift me up. But right now, my body is being burned by the heat of the poisonous snake, my mind is confused, and I can't hear a word at all. Master's body temperature was lower than normal people, so I instinctively sought out that comfortable cold source and hugged him tightly without letting go. But this block of ice kept moving and wanted to leave my heart, so I could only hug it tighter. Vaguely, I seemed to hear the gasp pressing against his neck. "Hot... so hot..." Snake Mi's poisonous snake is truly powerful, just cuddling is completely not enough. My hand wandered along my master's chest, searching haphazardly, without direction or measure. Searching and searching... finally found his lips. Soft... like jelly. I tried pressing my lips against it. It's so cool. The cool moisture on the tip of the tongue makes the feeling of suffering inside us lessen a lot. However... that feeling of comfort only makes the emptiness in our hearts expand even more. I began to unconsciously stir up trouble in my master's heart, without even realizing that I had ignited a fire in his body. Until my hand accidentally touched a place that shouldn't be touched, On Phu Ngoc finally couldn't bear it anymore. He held my hand that was causing chaos, then turned over and pressed me down. The temperature in the room kept rising. Before our eyes there is only a hazy patch of fog. A night... endlessly sweet. 9 Soon it will be the day of the Immortal Sect Congress, when the great sects will gather in one place. On the square, many martial arts competitions were taking place at the same time, with the disciples showing off all their heirloom techniques. Unexpectedly - in the fourth match, I encountered my sister again. I am a sword cultivator, and she is a witch cultivator, originally practicing two different paths. Logically, we should not be assigned to the same table. But for some reason, the card I pulled out had the correct name Lam Thanh Hao. Anything unusual is a problem. I frowned at her - I didn't expect that after that serious injury, she could appear healthy and unharmed, full of vitality. It seems that Hoa Nghiem Dao Venerable has found a way to restore her destiny. I regained my composure, holding the sword tightly in my hand. "Sister, I have inherited my master's robe and bowl. In this battle, don't dream of winning against me!" Lam Thanh Hao raised his willow eyebrows, his spirit was exposed, and he appeared provocative. Huh, are you just like me who just broke through the Golden Dan? In the Golden Dan realm, with just one level difference, the strength is like heaven and earth. I am now at the peak of Golden Dan, the distance between me and you - is it just a boundary? I thought so, but on the outside I was still smiling like a flower: "Is that so? Then please... give me some advice." The ring rule is “points stop", don't take the opponent's life. So, although my moves were strong and sharp, they were all measured and not fatal. After five or six moves, she began to be unable to resist, and had to burn five defensive talismans in a row to barely be able to block my sword intent. {Read full on page Nguyet Hoa Cac} But at that moment, she suddenly smiled meaningfully. "Lin Thanh Da, don't be complacent. Today I will let you taste the power of magical weapons!” “You will definitely lose this battle. I want the entire cultivating world to see you defeated by my hands!” “You are not worthy of being 'Thanh Da Fairy'! The only one worthy is only me!” Her words poured into my ears. I hummed softly. “Oh? Really?" “What makes you so sure?” I know there is a hidden meaning in this matter, secretly activating the Liu Ying Stone. “Rely on this!” She shouted loudly, immediately flew back to the end of the ring, and summoned an ancient bronze bell whose entire body was engraved with incantations. Chung's neck vibrated with her magic power, the deep sound penetrated my brain, making my soul tremble violently, almost being swept into an illusion. That's quite interesting. There is only one magic weapon that can shock the soul to this extent - Dong Hoang Chung! I quickly blocked my hearing, cutting off resonance with the bell. Looking at her crooked smile full of satisfaction, I slowly spoke: "Did you have any transaction with him?" “The price to pay… is probably not small, right?” “But… the divine weapon, I also have it!” I bit my finger, dripping blood onto Thanh Van Kiem's body. That seemingly ordinary hand-trained sword, the moment it drank the blood, it was filled with murderous aura, a completely different aura. This is the sword my master once gave me for sword practice, and has never received its owner. Master once said: "This sword is not an ordinary thing, the momentum is too sharp, I'm afraid it will hurt you." “But I left a stream of spiritual consciousness in the sword, enough to protect you completely.” "Remember, until the time comes, absolutely do not sacrifice blood on it." But right now... obviously I can't be careful anymore. I pulled my sword from its sheath - Thanh Van Sword, with one strike, it crushed Dong Hoang Chung. In my sister's eyes of disbelief, little by little I cut off every meridian in her arms and legs. Slowly, meticulously, without haste, as if returning every grudge that had accumulated over two lifetimes. Having finished, I then transmitted the voice to the elders of the Law Enforcement Hall who were standing witness: "Lin Thanh Hao colluded with evil spirits, plotting to harm your body - an unforgivable crime." "As a sister, today I severed your meridians to set an example to warn others." “And this is proof that she wanted to kill me — please, elders, consider it.” We will make public all the images recorded in the Save Photo Stone, exposing everything. In the stands, the elders clearly saw each action in turn - from Lam Thanh Hao not having enough strength, secretly playing tricks, to even using Dong Hoang Chung - a forbidden evil object. All the evidence is clear before our eyes. Lam Thanh Hao was now knocked down and lying on the ring floor, groaning in pain, his body cowering, like an animal whose spine had been broken. But — no one even looked at her. No one pity. No one mourned. No one cares. I curled my lips slightly and smiled. Worth it. Self Lifting a stone and throwing it at your feet — that's the end of stupid people like her.