Chapter 10

On that day, Old Sword God Li Chengying entered the Heaven-Man Realm again.

The third-ranked Overlord Blade King under heaven was defeated by Old Sword God Li Chengying, and he swore a Dao-heart oath never to enter Nan Jiang again.

Wangfu palace guard Lin He Dan, at the cost of losing one hand, took the head of the sixth-ranked Demon Child Guard under heaven.

You fought a fierce battle with the ninth-ranked Spear God Tang Si, almost losing.

Fortunately, Old Sword God Li Chengying returned in time and drove away Spear God Tang Si.

"Heh heh heh."

Just as you thought the turmoil had settled, a person rushed out from the shadows.

"God of Assassins Jue Wuming!"

The people present exclaimed, wanting to rescue but it was already too late; Jue Wuming's target was precisely Consort Yun Zhi Yi.

Jue Wuming is not a master on the martial arts rankings, yet no one dares to underestimate his ability.

He is not on the list because he lacks martial virtue and his character is too poor.

Jue Wuming lacks the bearing of a martial arts grandmaster; for assassination he spares no means, being more ruthless and bloodthirsty than demonic path practitioners.

"Zhi Yi!"

You shouted until your heart felt torn, instinctively thrusting forward a sword as your soul followed it out.

You realized, and at that moment you created a brand-new sword technique.

This sword is based on the Twenty-Two Swords transmitted to you by the Old Sword God.

Its name—Sword Twenty-Three!

This technique is the sword of the soul, with body, mind, and sword soul united as one.

With one move you slew the God of Assassins Jue Wuming.

Old Sword God Li Chengying, palace guard Lin He Dan, and everyone present were all shocked by you.

Your vision gradually blurred and you fainted, your final gaze lingering at the feet of Consort Yun Zhi Yi, where a pool of blood lay.

The scene cut off abruptly, and the intense heartache woke Lin Chuan from his sleep.

Ding! The host experienced an incomplete dream reincarnation, earning 5000 points this time.

Returning to the real world, only then did that intense emotional fluctuation gradually subside.

Lin Chuan clutched his chest, still feeling some heartache.

It seemed as if Yun Zhi Yi truly was his consort, just like the Demon Venerable Mo Sangyu in the previous dream.

"Pah!"

"How come I'm still thinking about my previous wife?"

Although they are just wives in dreams, when a world ends the story ends, and missing them too much is not a good thing.

That is the behavior of a scumbag!

Will I, Lin Chuan, be a scumbag?

Definitely not!

Each dream gives only one girl a home.

Anyway, it's just an illusory dream; in the reincarnation, every girl is true love, each other's only one, and it's impossible to meet in reality.

Outside, the sky was already faintly bright.

Lin Chuan leaned against the bedhead to rest for a while, when a knocking sounded outside.

"Young master! Young master!"

"Today is the fourth day; it's time to get up."

The maid Lü Ya shouted, her voice growing louder.

"I heard it."

Lin Chuan got up, changed clothes, washed up simply, and headed straight for the family firm.

The family caravan was preparing to depart; his sister Lin Yangyang wore a set of dark-colored capable attire, her hair tied high in a ponytail, looking very capable and full of heroic spirit.

"Chuan'er, how did you come?"

Lin Yangyang frowned at Lin Chuan, quickly understanding his brother's intention: "This journey is dangerous; you should go back quickly."

"I won't."

Lin Chuan shook his head: "I want to go with you."

When he was three, his parents passed away.

At that time his sister Lin Yangyang was only twelve, forced to take over the Lin family business; amidst threats she preserved the family business and even advanced it further.

For a twelve-year-old girl, those years could be described as struggling to take each step.

The elder sister is like a mother; no matter how old Lin Chuan is, in Lin Yangyang's eyes he remains that lovable little brother who knows nothing of the world.

Lin Chuan knows the hardship his sister endured raising him, and therefore he all the more wants to go with her.

Swish!

Without waiting for his sister to rebuttal, Lin Chuan mounted his horse.

"Get down!"

Lin Yangyang's eyebrows shot up: "Do you know how dangerous this journey is? If we both run into trouble, what will become of the family?"

Lin Chuan pursed his lips: "Our parents are gone, Fourth Uncle is dead; if we lose our sister too, we'll have no relatives left—what kind of family would that be?"

"You!"

Lin Yangyang was furious, for a moment not knowing how to rebut.

Yes! Her brother has been cared for by her since childhood, innocent and pure, ignorant of worldly affairs; if she weren't there, what would become of him?

"Sis~ let me go."

Lin Chuan grabbed Lin Yangyang's arm, activating a coquettish mode.

Move with emotion, enlighten with reason.

Lin Yangyang couldn't resist, reluctantly nodded and agreed, "Fine, fine, you can come with me, but you must obey me on the road."

"I will absolutely treat my sister's orders as an imperial edict."

Lin Chuan laughed, riding his horse side by side with Lin Yangyang.

The caravan quickly left Youshui County.

No one noticed that a sleeping crow had appeared on the carriage roof.

"Alas, I, a mighty Soul Spirit Realm expert, actually have to constantly protect a Human Race youth at the Nurturing Qi Realm—truly humiliating."

"It seems not only reincarnation matters, but also having a good name is important."

"The big crow is a subordinate of the Saint Realm Demon King Heiyan Que Wang, possessing Soul Spirit Realm cultivation; in Qingyun Prefecture, he certainly counts as a major power."

"The eight stages of cultivation: Nurturing Qi Realm, Opening Vessels Realm, Soaring Sky Realm, Rebirth Realm, Soul Spirit Realm, Heaven-Union Realm, Saint Realm, Supreme Realm."

"In the Yunmeng Ancient Forest, a Soul Spirit Realm cultivator can serve as the leader of the Demon Tribe."

The caravan's carriages moved slowly.

The sky gradually darkened.

Everyone from the Lin Clan Merchant House looked grave, tension visible to the naked eye.

"Chuan-er."

Lin Yangyang suddenly looked at Lin Chuan.

"What's up, sis?"

"If anything happens later, you must run immediately; staying here will hinder my actions, understand?"

"Okay."

Lin Chuan nodded, of course understanding his sister's intentions.

Though said to be a burden, in truth she still couldn't let go of him.

On the carriage roof, the big crow's eyes flickered: "Demonic aura! Which daredevil demon would dare to move against the master's person?"

"Your grandma's! If you want to die, don't drag me along!"

The big crow sniffed.

"No, it doesn't seem to be a demon from the Yunmeng Ancient Forest."

"Your grandma's! Dare to violate the Yunmeng Ancient Forest's ban, provoke the Two-Clan War—see if this crow can't kill you!"

Whooo—

The wind grew stronger, smoke and dust billowed, obscuring the caravan's sight.

Lin Yangyang and the others all turned pale, Lin Chuan's heart leapt to his throat, ready at any moment to use the Dream Reincarnation Reflection Card.

Facing a demon for the first time, it's hard not to be nervous.

"Here they come!"

Lin Yangyang brandished her spear, shielding Lin Chuan in front.

Her warhorse's legs trembled, but Lin Yangyang's body remained unmoving; behind her was her younger brother, she had no retreat.

Gah—

Just then, amidst the howling gale, a crow's cry rang out.

Lin Chuan only saw a flock of black crows fly past.

The wind then stilled.

A corpse lay on the ground ahead.

"It's a demon!"

The people of the Lin Clan Merchant House dared not approach.

Lin Chuan stared intently, making out the demon's outline: it had four limbs, its torso like a square stone slab.

Its head was also square, with features resembling those of a human.

"Dead?" Lin Yangyang widened her eyes, "Could it be that a government exorcist struck?"

No sooner had the words fallen than a swordsman hurried over from afar.

"Dead?"

The newcomer and Lin Yangyang voiced the same question; he was precisely the exorcist sent by the government.

The two stared at each other, realizing the situation was not simple.

The exorcist looked around, his gaze finally settling on Lin Chuan.

Among those present, aside from him, only Lin Chuan bore the aura of a cultivator.