Chapter 139

Killing intent!!

His heart felt as if it were also gripped by a big hand, and Yan Qing's breath caught instantly.

He closed his eyes, and for a moment countless voices intertwined in his mind, repeating the same two words: 'Don't catch!!!'

The honor of a swordsman, life and death in an instant… countless thoughts surged in Yan Qing's heart, only to scatter one after another. Finally, he gritted his teeth, resolved, opened his eyes firmly, and stepped forward decisively.

My sword is not useless either!

Jingliu smiled faintly, and, as if praising him, nodded his head: 'Good gall.'

Then, let this round of moonlight—

Before his words faded, Jingliu leapt up, the cold light in his hand unfurled, his sword posture inverted, and he swung a horizontal slash in midair, like a new moon crossing the sky, turning the nine heavens' Milky Way into a silken cascade, condensing into a blade of qi like a crescent moon.

——Illuminate all rivers!

This strike was unavoidable, and Yan Qing had no intention of dodging. He surrounded himself with countless flying swords, the light of the longsword he gripped tightly blazing brightly, intending to fuse all his learning into one sword and head-on receive Jingliu's strike, forged through countless tempers.

Ha——!

Accompanied by a roar, Yan Qing's sword in his hand expanded several times, and he hurled it violently, with a youth's blade of light, he shattered that crescent moon above the boundless snow waves.

This clash of momentum turned into a sharp sound. Amidst the spreading smoke and dust, the sky seemed to drift with heavy snow like goose feathers, falling on Yan Qing's trembling arms.

Yan Qing was left utterly exhausted by this sword, desperately gasping for air.

Demon Slayer World——

After seeing Jingliu's this strike, the Demon Slayer Corps fell into silence.

After an unknown amount of time, Ganlus si Mili was the first to recover from the shock and softly asked: 'Um… I want to know, who learned this strike?'

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No one answered, a deathly silence.

Even the somewhat arrogant Busichuan Shimii lowered his head completely, saying nothing. Only after a moment did the Mist Hashira Xiazhu Shitouwu Yilang slowly speak: 'Don't ask, you can't learn it. One should say this sword technique itself is not something humans can master, right?'

That inverted sword posture, the boundless snow waves sliced by a single strike… Wu Yilang had a premonition: this strike, let alone the Demon Slayer Corps being unable to withstand it, even if Wu Can came to receive it, would be enough to kill him ten times over.

Miss Jingliu can't learn it, then what about Yan Qing? Ganlus si Mili spoke again: 'Yan Qing forcibly received Jingliu's that strike……has anyone learned it?'

Still quietly, no one answered.

Only Yihei Xiaobanei patted her shoulder from behind, he and Busichuan Shimii likewise lowered their heads, eyes gloomy: 'Ganlus si Mili, let's stop here for today. As for learning the sword… better not ask everyone.'

Meanwhile, inside the Infinite Castle——

Sweating like rain, Guiwu Zu Wucan held his forehead, not wanting the other Upper Rank demons to see his nearly blackened face.

Jingliu's strike……truly awakened the psychological shadow from hundreds of years ago when he encountered Tsugikuni Yorichi; at that time, being sliced by this wielder of Sun Breathing forced him to split into over a thousand pieces of flesh to flee, and today seeing Jingliu's strike……

The killing intent almost seeped through the light curtain, that white-haired woman's strike like a new moon nearly scared him into splitting apart again on the spot.

Looking up at the several Upper Ranks, Upper Rank Five's Yuhu had already completely hidden inside his pot, his entire body trembling; Upper Rank Four's Hantiangou was much the same, cowering in the shadow's corner, not daring to let out a breath.

Yizuozu, however, had a bit of courage, he knelt on one knee, but his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably; Heisiwu was similar, though looking at his expression, he seemed to yearn for that realm of swordsmanship……

My lord.

Tongmo's voice suddenly sounded from not far away.

Guiwu Zu Wucan narrowed his eyes, lightly nodded, indicating Tongmo to continue speaking.

My lord, if we truly could obtain the Abundance Blessing, it would also mean we might similarly encounter the pursuit of the Celestial Vessel Alliance.

By then, the woman named Jingliu will regard us as aberrant creatures and hunt us……

——Shut up.

Not wanting to listen further, Guiwu Zu Wucan coldly cut off Tongmo.

Even if what he said made sense, Guiwu Zu Wucan couldn't help but admit one thing: compared to the temptation of seeing sunlight, the Celestial Vessel Patrol's lot are still more dangerous……

If he were truly targeted by a longevity species of Jingliu's caliber, his future days would be plenty miserable.

Xinailidu——

Anti-air Sixth Course Practical Training Room.

The high-risk husks generated by projection technology were almost swept away in an instant by the surging sword qi upon appearance; after the next wave generated, they were likewise quickly swept away in the same posture.

Yuecheng Liu, holding a stack of documents, came to the training room, admiring the repeated drills of the fox-eared girl.

'Instructor, what is this training?' Yuecheng Liu asked with a slight smile.

Xingjian Ya, mid-air, again mimicked Jingliu's inverted sword posture, but the sword qi he could emit never matched Jingliu's quality, only able to obliterate some high-risk husks.

Xingjian Ya landed lightly, sheathed his blade, and calmly took the document Yuecheng Liu handed over.

'This training is——until we learn Jingliu's strike that cut Yan Qing, we must persist in not attending the duty report meeting.'

'Is this the latest training developed to avoid the duty report meeting?' Yuecheng Liu helplessly pushed the fox-eared girl out of the training room, repeatedly urging: 'Instructor Ya, tonight's duty report meeting is very important, you must go!'

Moreover! Instructor Ya, while practicing swordsmanship is good, doing this training will only cause your bonuses for the next few months… no, even several years to be cancelled!

'Yes, Liu.' Xingjian Ya nodded with a calm face, 'So I am diligently practicing, striving not to have next year's bonus deducted.'

'——If I can learn it this year.'

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Yan Qing looked incredulously at his still-trembling hands: 'I… I caught her sword?'

Jingliu had already vanished, only his voice echoing in midair: 'I took those records you found.'

'Thanks, little bro.'

Yan Qing walked forward with heavy steps, suddenly noticing a thin sheet of paper left underfoot. He opened it to see Jingliu's handwriting: 'With this sword, I offer it as thanks. Our fate is deep; we shall meet again someday.'

Yan Qing balled up the note and stuffed it into his palm, feeling uneasy: 'This woman of unknown origin also wants to find the whereabouts of the blade……'

'No way, no matter what she wants to do to the criminal, we absolutely cannot let her get ahead of us.'