Chapter 311: Beheading the Evil Jiao to Nourish the Saber

【Walking in the Jianghu, forming grudges with people is inevitable; forming grudges doesn't matter, what matters is how to resolve the grudges, and what matters even more is how to resolve them without being noticed by others. Congratulations on mastering high-level corpse-burying techniques.】

【Mission completed, resolving grudges, reward settlement in progress...】

【Mission rating: B.】

【Obtained 30 achievement points!】

【Name: Li Rui】

【Age: 15】

【Talent: Martial Bone, Superb Comprehension, Insight Eye, Great Dream Immortal Tour, Victory Over Demons】

【Cultivation Technique: Long Chun Gong, Dragon Wandering Nine Heavens Map, Dragon-Elephant True Origin Force】

【Item: Rising Spirit Book】

【Achievement: 30/100】

Li Rui raised an eyebrow slightly.

He didn't expect his unique skill, practiced for many days, to have this unexpected harvest.

"Very good."

Now, Qi Feng died very worthily.

Soon.

His figure disappeared into the night.

"Officer Li, back from clearing your mind."

The gate-guarding commander saw Li Rui walking back to the Anning Guard camp from the street outside and hurriedly greeted him flatteringly.

Li Rui laughed:

"Yes, the scenery of Qinghe is something one can never get tired of watching."

"It has to be Officer Li; the realm is just high."

The gate-guarding commander's words were seven parts sincere and three parts flattery.

He knew that Li Rui had been in Qinghe for seventy or eighty years; if it were him, he would have been tired of watching it long ago, but Li Rui still watched with relish, and many people had seen Li Rui's figure by the side of Qinghe.

This was the realm.

No wonder people could be military advisors, while he could only guard the gate.

Convinced.

Li Rui: "Brothers, you've worked hard; go to the kitchen and tell them to cook two dishes; I'll eat a bit with the brothers."

Hearing that the Li Canjun was going to add a meal for them.

Each of the gate-guarding soldiers blushed.

What an approachable Li Canjun!

Having received Li Rui's order, a young man ran to the kitchen, and after a while, ran back with three or four plates of dishes.

There were vegetables and meat, very sumptuous.

This was the benefit of hanging out with the Li Canjun.

If they went themselves, with the temper of Sun the cook in the kitchen, he would have long since quit, and even if he agreed, it would be an hour at the earliest; how could it be this fast.

Li Rui didn't put on airs either, sitting on the ground next to the city wall of the camp, eating with relish.

No one could tell that he had just gone to kill someone.

Another month passed.

Li Rui seemed like nothing had happened, still staying in the Anning Guard camp all day, and even more excessively, now he didn't even leave the door.

Apart from a few personal guards, almost no one could see Li Rui.

In the room.

Jiao-Slaying had left its scabbard, lying flat on Li Rui's knees.

At this time, a piercing blood-red appeared on the blade of Jiao-Slaying.

A blood-red pattern reached from the hilt to the tip, with red light flickering, as if it were the blood vessels of a human body.

This change occurred after Li Rui beheaded Qi Feng that day.

"Worthy of being an evil weapon."

Li Rui looked at Jiao-Slaying and sighed.

The immortal saber Jiao-Slaying after drinking blood had undergone a huge change, especially the weapon spirit, which had made great progress.

Killing people was the best way to nourish a weapon.

If he could kill a hundred Fifth-Rank martial artists, perhaps the immortal saber would be complete.

However, Li Rui didn't intend to do so.

On one hand, he wasn't an evil demon who would slaughter the innocent for personal gain, and killing too many people would definitely attract the attention of the Imperial Court, inviting bigger trouble.

On the other hand, the murderous intent was too heavy, which might lead to excessive evil Qi, causing the guest to overwhelm the host.

He had a firm heart for martial arts.

That also had an upper limit.

If he were really eroded by evil Qi, that would be a big joke.

He, this Anning Guard garrison who killed people because of an evil weapon, would definitely be recorded in the official gazette, then seen by storytellers, and finally spread throughout the world.

Even a hundred years later, people would still mention it as a warning.

A disguised form of leaving a name in history.

If he could still be alive, the progress of the achievement of becoming famous would definitely be filled.

At this time.

Li Rui had a thread in his hand pulling Jiao-Slaying, which was condensed from Immortal Xuan Qi.

Vaguely, he could hear someone roaring.

Listening closely, he discovered it was actually Qi Feng's voice.

Trapped living soul.

Correct, Qi Feng was killed by Jiao-Slaying, and one of the seven souls, the "Removing Filth," was captured by Jiao-Slaying and trapped within the blade, and now it had almost been refined, becoming a part of the weapon spirit.

Daoist sayings: a person has three souls and seven spirits.

Three souls are "Fetal Light," "Refreshing Spirit," and "Dark Essence," also called Heaven, Earth, and Human souls.

Seven spirits are "Corpse Dog," "Fetal Arrow," "Sparrow Yin," "Swallowing Thief," "Non-Poison," "Removing Filth," and "Smelly Lung," corresponding to joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire.

Jiao-Slaying absorbs the evil spirit to prove the ultimate evil of heaven and earth.

If it could absorb enough living spirits, it wouldn't even need to gestate a weapon spirit to have killing power comparable to an immortal weapon.

Human Emperor Banner?

Li Rui blinked with a strange expression.

The evil ability Jiao-Slaying was now displaying was exactly the same as the legendary Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

Very evil, I like it.

Killing someone could also get a triple reward; Qi Feng could be considered not to have died in vain.

Absorbing Qi Feng's living spirit, he could clearly feel that Jiao-Slaying was more spiritual, and of course, more evil.

Li Rui had spent a full month to completely eliminate Qi Feng's resentment.

Now he could happily hack people again.

Satisfied, he sheathed the saber.

Pushing the door out. "The weather is good."

Li Rui walked to the backyard with his hands behind his back and saw Elder Tiekuang, who was squatting on the stone steps with Liu Tiezhu sunning himself, smoking a dry pipe.

Seeing Li Rui come.

Elder Tiekuang skillfully took out a large pipe from behind.

Li Rui: "Senior, I really quit."

Elder Tiekuang rolled his eyes: "Get lost, if I tell you to smoke, you smoke."

Li Rui laughed, but still took the pipe, grabbed a pinch of tobacco from the small cloth bag next to him, stuffed it into the brass pot, found a fire, and puffed away.

For a time, the backyard was filled with smoke.

Li Rui quit smoking because the smoke contained the dregs of heaven and earth, which was not good for the Primordial Body.

He had always been strict with himself.

A fifty-year-old smoker quit just like that, only occasionally accompanying Elder Tiekuang for a pipe.

(Checking for errors...)

Elder Tiekuang glanced at the long saber at Li Rui's waist:

"How is it, handled cleanly?"

"Hmm."

Li Rui nodded.

After killing Qi Feng, he had looked for Elder Tiekuang; although he didn't say who he killed, he stated directly that he had killed someone, and it was a Sea-Observing martial artist, as well as several Sea-Observing spirit beasts.

At the time, Elder Tiekuang didn't care at all who Li Rui killed.

He had long since seen it all.

Martial artists at Li Rui's level, who didn't kill people.

He cared more about nourishing the immortal saber.

The method of removing resentment was precisely what he taught Li Rui.

"Not bad, the progress is faster than I imagined. An evil saber is sharp, but it also needs to have a limit; three-tenths is the best." 【31

Although Elder Tiekuang is not an old stick-in-the-mud, he also feels that walking the righteous path is the grand, proper way.

The evil weapon was forged by him.

But he forged the evil blade to borrow the momentum of the evil blade to become an immortal blade; in essence, it was still to walk the righteous path, just taking a rugged path for the final result.

That is why he let Li Rui erase the resentment with a special technique.

Instead of truly indulging the growth of evil Qi like some martial artists, finally reaching a point where it cannot be cleaned up.

Li Rui: "Many thanks for the guidance, Senior."

He naturally understood Elder Tiekuang's intention.

In fact.

He himself thought the same.

Having finally climbed to an official position, isn't it just to walk the upright and proper path? Others have no way to walk it, so they take the evil path; he has already reached the fifth rank before walking it.

Already on the path, there is naturally no need to truly train himself into a demon.

It is enough to just borrow three parts of the strength.

Elder Tiekuang chuckled: "It is you kid who is impressive. This technique is notoriously difficult to practice in the Divine Weapon Shanzhuang. That you can learn it so quickly truly makes this old man surprised."

"Senior taught well."

"You kid, this old man doesn't buy that."

That is what is said.

But the smile on Elder Tiekuang's face is even greater.

Who wouldn't like to hear nice words?

Elder Tiekuang returned to the Divine Weapon Shanzhuang once and left the immortal blade there; Li Rui thought he would not return, but unexpectedly, the old man Tie appeared again, fresh and lively, in the backyard smithy.

According to Elder Tiekuang's words, it was that everything that should be done had been done.

Afterward, it was time to live some leisurely days.

Which is to say, starting retirement life early.

Climbing the martial path has always been like this; either one is like a hot knife through butter, or one stops for life; there is no such thing as grinding out a Grandmaster by relying on time.

Otherwise, wouldn't Earth Immortals be walking everywhere?

Elder Tiekuang has been stuck at the Primordial Realm for eighty years and knows his situation very well.

It is already impossible.

Like those old guys in the great sects who are rotten to the point of stinking, either be a good guardian in the sect or become a free spirit.

Elder Tiekuang did the former first.

After forging the immortal weapon, he felt he had repaid all the favors he owed, and then he did the latter.

Having stayed in the Divine Weapon Shanzhuang for most of his life, he actually feels that Li Rui's small house is more comfortable to live in.

Elder Tiekuang pulled out the immortal blade at Li Rui's waist.

He clicked his tongue in wonder:

"Are you a True Dragon reincarnated? How did you manage to nurture it into a Dragon Blade again?"

"I have heard of a method; if you can slay a second-rank dragon-transforming great dragon, perhaps you can raise the intent of this blade even higher and become a true Dragon-Slaying Blade."

Li Rui chuckled:

"A second-rank dragon-transforming great dragon, Senior, you think too highly of me."

Elder Tiekuang: "I am just saying it; if you really had that ability, you probably wouldn't look down on this old man's blade."

Li Rui just took it as listening to a story.

He actually knows one second-rank dragon-transforming great dragon.

Nie Siming came to Qinghe precisely to slay the great dragon.

But he has always been extremely cautious about this matter.

And it is even more impossible for him to participate personally.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse; the methods of a dragon-transforming great dragon are not something a small fifth-rank official like him can estimate, so it is best not to even see the face of the great dragon; that is the most secure way.

As for slaying the dragon, that is even more unthinkable.

Does he really think he is that Sword Emperor of Shu who slays dragons wherever they are found?

Is the blade important or is life important?

This choice is not difficult, so Li Rui chose the latter without even thinking.

Let fierce people like Yuan Dingting and Nie Siming go do the dragon slaying; he, an old man, should just stay in the Anning Guard.

Elder Tiekuang's pipe of dry tobacco soon reached the bottom.

He tapped the brass bowl against his shoe sole, slowly stood up, and looked at Li Rui: "This old man is just waiting for you to nurture an immortal weapon; don't die halfway."

"I do good deeds and accumulate virtue; my fortune is deep, so I shouldn't die for a while."

"That would be best."

Elder Tiekuang grinned and laughed loudly, then called Liu Tiezhu into the room to forge iron.

His way of retirement is a bit different from others.

He has to forge iron every day.

But for Elder Tiekuang, this is about the same feeling as those sixty-year-old men outside the city walking their birds.

(End of this chapter)