Chapter 139: Colorful Traits, Blade of the Great Dao

Hou Teng crawled out of the deep pit covered in blood, with a huge wound on his chest, nearly cutting him through.

Shen Qing looked at the disheveled Hou Teng and sneered.

"I said someone was behind you, and you actually turned around?"

"This kind of trick can't even fool a three-year-old, I didn't expect you to believe it."

"You're dumber than a white ape."

Shen Qing's words were like sharp arrows piercing Hou Teng's heart; furious and heartbroken, he spat another mouthful of blood.

He never imagined that a distinguished Limit Breaker, a Heaven's Pride, would use such a simple trick—and yet he believed it.

"Shen Qing, aren't you afraid this will get out and ruin your reputation?"

Shen Qing laughed.

"Reputation."

"Once I enter the pass, a great scholar will defend my doctrines."

In the next instant, Shen Qing flickered and vanished from the spot; the Dragon Elephant's roar echoed across the field, a surging aura burst forth, blowing the trees in the mountains and forests askew, and that icy sound also rang through the sky.

"Besides, if I just kill you, this won't get out, will it?"

In midair, Shen Qing's speed reached its peak; Crimson Sky traced a white trace in the air, the ultimate explosion of power.

Hou Teng's face changed; he hurriedly circulated his Yuan Li, but the blade wound on his chest had indeed struck his vital point, and his Yuan Li lagged by a beat.

But this instant was enough.

Shen Qing had already closed in, slashing at Hou Teng's neck; Hou Teng hastily raised his blade to resist, the tremendous force sent him flying backward, his trembling, bleeding arm showing he had suffered considerable injury from that strike.

Hou Teng's eyes held some unwillingness; he silently cursed Shen Qing's luck, as the earlier slash had struck his vital point.

Before he could catch his breath, Shen Qing was upon him again, a fist wrapped in golden light blasting toward his face.

At the same time, he also said.

"Your cultivation went awry, didn't it? The flow of Yuan Qi through the Central Court Acupoint in your chest is blocked, right?"

Hou Teng struggled to block Shen Qing's attacks, his face turning a few shades paler.

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

At the same time, he doubted immensely—how did Shen Qing know his cultivation had gone wrong?

"Could that chest slash not have been random? Have you already found my weak point?"

Shen Qing flicked out a whip kick that produced a sonic boom, straight for Hou Teng's waist.

This time Hou Teng's Yuan Qi reacted, he resisted in his waist and abdomen, but it was still useless; that belated Yuan Qi was as fragile as a wall of tofu.

This kick sent Hou Teng soaring into the high sky.

Shen Qing glanced at him: "My eyes can see your weak points; you have another one on the left rear waist."

"Black Eagle, did you hear that? Attack his left rear waist."

Hou Teng had learned this time; he didn't turn his head rashly, only extended his Yuan Qi to probe, but found nothing, and he snorted coldly.

"You think the same trick can fool me twice?"

Shen Qing's face showed a hint of a strange expression.

In the next moment, a loud voice rang out from behind Hou Teng: "I'm here on my horse!"

Black Eagle's fierce strike landed precisely on Hou Teng's left rear side—his second vital point—and at that instant his Yuan Qi was completely cut off.

Hou Teng's eyes bulged out continuously, blood mixed with bile spraying forth.

He was now full of doubt—how had Black Eagle appeared behind him?

But the next moment, his thoughts were cut off; a golden light flashed, his head shot high into the air, spinning continuously; he saw Shen Qing, sword in hand, full of vigor, and also saw his own withered, aged body.

Finally he saw Black Eagle's whole body of dark, smooth feathers; he understood that these feathers could shield Yuan Qi detection, and that Black Eagle made no sound when flying, so he hadn't sensed it.

Immediately after, the rotation stopped, and Shen Qing grabbed Hou Teng's flying head with one hand.

Shen Qing smiled as he looked at him.

"You're just despicable."

"If I lie, you dislike my lying; if I tell the truth, you don't believe me."

Hou Teng was now truly broken; his mouth kept opening and closing, but without a throat he could make no sound—yet from his mouth shape it seemed he was greeting Shen Qing.

Shen Qing naturally wouldn't give him that chance; with a slight force of his fingers, he crushed his head into fragments.

【Congratulations on slaying the Elemental Dan Realm Martial Artist, successfully looting the trait: Proud Sword Bone (Gold)】

【Discovered a new fusible trait】

【Innate Sword Immortal (Red) + Proud Sword Bone (Gold) =???】

Shen Qing raised his eyebrows; the Ancient Primordial Cosmos Body had given him the strongest stats, but mere numbers weren't enough—he needed the mechanics to match. Now it's fine; the Sword Dao's colorful traits have arrived as well.

Without hesitation.

Consume one trait upgrade meeting.

Proud Sword Bone (Gold) upgrades to Sword Bone Naturally Formed (Red).

Choose fusion!

In an instant, a surge of pure sword intent shot up to the heavens.

Black Eagle stood aside, his pupils constricting sharply; he felt as if tens of thousands of blades were aimed at his throat.

Moreover, this sword intent grew ever fiercer; Black Eagle only felt his alarm increase, flapping once to flee the area quickly, but he found his flight couldn't outpace the spreading sword intent.

Immediately after, Black Eagle saw the heavens' clouds blown away, revealing a sky full of stars, faintly with radiance falling upon Shen Qing.

What kind of person is Shen Qing? Can someone like him really exist in this world? Black Eagle felt he had uncovered some tremendous secret.

"You won't kill the eagle to silence me, will you?"

Black Eagle landed on the ground, shivering.

Blade intent kept rising, until it reached a peak that the black eagle had never seen, and he was about to black out, but at that moment, the blade intent filling the sky vanished in an instant.

Shen Qing, standing in midair, also slowly opened his eyes.

【Congratulations, you have fused and obtained a colorful trait: Great Dao Blade】

【Great Dao Blade: transcending the mundane, cutting through falsehood, maintaining the balance of heaven and earth—the supreme blade way.】

Shen Qing raised his finger, lightly pointed forward, and a blade aura shot out instantly, boring a hole into the mountain ahead.

A hint of delight appeared in Shen Qing's eyes; now anything in his hand becomes a precious sword, and a light point produces blade aura.

Only then did Bai Yun grab two people and fly from afar; after Shen Qing started fighting, he saw no need for it, so it flew off to seize Gongben Sansong, the two people in its grasp being Gongben Sansong and his deputy.

Bai Yun looked at Shen Qing: "Master, what was that just now?"

"Just a minor breakthrough, nothing to worry about."

A hard-to-describe expression appeared on Bai Yun's face; if this is a minor breakthrough, what then is a major breakthrough?

The black eagle also hurried over, flapping its wings: "Congratulations, Master, on mastering your divine skill."

Shen Qing glanced at it: "Why do you call me Master? I haven't taken you as a mount."

The black eagle hurriedly said: "Look, Master, you've already taken my elder brother; taking one more is still taking."

"Besides, look at those martial artists—even the horses at home are kept in pairs; my elder brother might someday not be by your side, Master, and then I could still be of use."

The black eagle had always wanted to improve, and after seeing that soaring blade intent just now, its desire to advance reached an unprecedented peak.

Shen Qing saw that what it said was indeed reasonable, and he waved his hand.

"If you insist, then let it be this way."