Chapter 128: I Have a Sword; Let the Sword Come to Slay Demons and Exterminate Devils!

Killing a Golden Core Mid-stage peak cultivator with a single strike, a man whose reputation was comparable to a Golden Core Late Stage, Zhanglong Shangren—the shock Yan Taibai brought to everyone was truly immense.

But that was not all; Yan Taibai pointed at the corpse of Zhanglong Shangren, and immediately, a fist-sized purple-black ball of light appeared, containing a dark purple "Golden Core".

This was the most important thing for a Golden Core Stage Cultivator, and for Zhanglong Shangren, it was a "Poison Golden Core".

After a Golden Core Stage Cultivator dies, if the Golden Core is not preserved using a secret technique, it will dissipate within a quarter of an hour at most.

Therefore, Yan Taibai naturally had to retrieve it immediately, took it into his hand, and after a brief inspection to ensure it was correct, he opened his mouth and swallowed it into his body.

"Pah, it's bitter as hell!"

Subsequently, under the stunned gazes of the many cultivators from both sides, Yan Taibai spat out a mouthful of purple-black saliva.

As soon as the saliva hit the ground, it "hissed" and corroded a basin-sized hole, and even more, pale purple poisonous gas bubbled out from within; one could imagine just how terrifying the toxicity of that "Poison Golden Core" was.

And yet, such a terrifying object had actually been swallowed in one gulp by Yan Taibai.

"Trash, only two percent."

Looking at the progress value of 【Hundred Poisons Immunity】 which had only increased by two percent, Yan Taibai thought speechlessly.

But this could also be considered a method; since the Ten Absolute Poisons could not be found, searching for immortal cultivators who practiced poison arts was not bad either.

He believed there should be quite a few of those in the Chaotic Star Sea.

"S-Senior is a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

At this moment, a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator from the Four Great Merchant Alliances swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his face exceptionally reverent and fearful as he asked.

"No, it's just that none of you will be leaving here alive today. Two paths: sit and await death on your own, or have your souls extracted and spirits refined by me. The former gives you a chance at reincarnation, while the latter means you will never be reborn. Decide how you want to choose; don't think about running away or bringing up your backers. You are now guest elders of the Poison Dragon Association; even if I have to chase you to the ends of the earth, I will wipe you all out. Lest the Four Great Merchant Alliances refuse to honor the debt."

Yan Taibai shook his head, wearing an expression that said they were doomed.

"Your Excellency, are you that fellow Daoist who bet one million Spirit Stones on the Four Great Merchant Alliances?"

Hearing Yan Taibai's merciless words about wiping them all out, the Golden Core Late Stage cultivator's face turned pale; he did not doubt the truth of these words for a second, and in his heart, he wished he could slap himself twice.

How could he have volunteered for such a death-seeking mission?

It was truly being blinded by lust!

That's right, he had come for the many beautiful female disciples of the Miaoyin Sect.

The cultivation technique he practiced required many beautiful female cultivators with good aptitude for harvesting and supplementing, and the Inner Star Sea had always prohibited the buying and selling of Luoding, even for the Four Great Merchant Alliances.

And as for the Luoding underground, one or two might be easy to handle, but with a large quantity, even if he were a Golden Core Late Stage cultivator, he could not afford the consequences.

Therefore, the beautiful female disciples of the Miaoyin Sect naturally became the first choice.

But looking at it now, he was purely seeking his own death!

"Otherwise what? One million Spirit Stones, do you think just anyone would place such a bet?"

Yan Taibai sneered and said.

"So, there is still one more path now, and that is to hand over twenty million Spirit Stones; ten million is the bet, and the other ten million is compensation. If you don't agree, then there's no need to leave."

"Twenty million Spirit Stones!"

Once this number was spoken, let alone the Golden Core cultivators of the Poison Dragon Association and the Four Great Merchant Alliances, even Wang Heng and Zhou Yuan were shocked until their faces turned pale.

With this amount of Spirit Stones, even if they sold all their thousands of immortal cultivators, big and small, they still wouldn't be able to scrape together twenty million Spirit Stones.

Let alone twenty million Spirit Stones, even ten million Spirit Stones was impossible to gather.

Therefore, this was completely demanding their lives.

"Fellow Daoist, do you really want to fight to the death? With so many of us cultivators, even if you have vast divine abilities, it is impossible to kill us all."

The Golden Core Late Stage cultivator of the Four Great Merchant Alliances turned pale and said fiercely.

"Enough, stop bluffing here. My patience is limited. One last time: twenty million Spirit Stones, soul extraction and spirit refinement, or sitting and awaiting death—choose one of the three!"

Yan Taibai held up three fingers.

After saying this, which left everyone terrified and pale, Yan Taibai lifted his gaze to look toward a spot in the sky.

"Senior, you've watched the good show for so long, shouldn't you come out now?"

Before the words had faded, everyone "swished" and looked toward where Yan Taibai was gazing, especially the Poison Dragon Association and the Four Great Merchant Alliances, who were even more expectant.

And the facts did not disappoint them; immediately, a figure appeared at the spot Yan Taibai was looking at.

It was a middle-aged man covered in golden light, whose appearance and demeanor carried the shrewdness of a merchant, making one frown slightly.

"This old man is Qian Wanliang. Greetings, fellow Daoist. I do not know which sect or island you hail from. This old man considers himself knowledgeable about many heroes and talents of the Inner Star Sea; why have I never heard of you? Your divine abilities are vast; even this old man must feel three parts ashamed."

"Don't flatter me; I know exactly how much ability I have. In short, if you want them to live, twenty million Spirit Stones, not a single one less. Otherwise, after I slaughter them all, I will go to your Four Great Merchant Alliances to collect it myself. Although there will only be ten million Spirit Stones left, it will be enough."

Yan Taibai shook his head and continued unceremoniously.

"How about this, this old man will take the initiative to compensate you with five million Spirit Stones, and the people of the Poison Dragon Association will be left to your disposal. How about that?"

After hearing Yan Taibai's words, the middle-aged man Qian Wanliang's expression did not change in the slightest; instead, he smiled cheerfully, giving off an air of harmony bringing wealth.

And his words also made the members of the Poison Dragon Association turn pale and bloodless; they wanted to flee, but were stared at fixedly by the Golden Core cultivators of the Four Great Merchant Alliances.

They were terrified that if one person escaped, it would give Yan Taibai an excuse to make them pay with their lives.

They were not willing to do that!

"It's not 'how about that'. I will naturally collect their lives, but if you want the Golden Core cultivators of your Four Great Merchant Alliances to leave, twenty million Spirit Stones, not one less. If you, Senior, are unwilling, feel free to make a move; I will take it. However! You might also end up staying here, Senior, so you had better think it through."

Yan Taibai shook his head and said words that made everyone's expressions change in shock.

To actually want the life of a Nascent Soul cultivator—this sentence also caused the smile on the face of Qian Wanliang, this Nascent Soul cultivator, to gradually disappear, replaced by frost and congealing killing intent.

"Fellow Daoist is truly confident in yourself, actually wanting Qian's life. Then we shall see how much ability you have."

"No, no, no, it is not that I have the ability, but that my elder has this capability. Even now, you still haven't discovered my elder, Senior; it is truly..."

Yan Taibai did not finish his sentence, but his words were full of mockery.

This caused a trace of worry to emerge on Qian Wanliang's face; he looked around, releasing his vast divine sense to probe the surrounding dozens of miles.

But after probing for a full quarter of an hour, he did not discover any anomalies or signs of other Nascent Soul cultivators.

"Bluffing, you don't know how to live!"

Qian Wanliang withdrew his divine sense and sneered, yet he remained extremely cautious.

After all, he was only at the Nascent Soul Early Stage; if it were a Nascent Soul Mid Stage cultivator, there would indeed be a great possibility of evading his divine sense detection.

But which Nascent Soul Mid Stage cultivator in the entire Chaotic Star Sea was not a renowned figure, and why would they be hiding?

Therefore, he was seventy or eighty percent certain that Yan Taibai was just bluffing!

Even so, he still dared not be careless.

Among the cultivators he knew, anyone who was even slightly careless would inevitably meet their death.

Thus, he had always been extremely cautious, which was how he had cultivated to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Of course, this also had to do with his decent aptitude; although he did not have a Heavenly Spirit Root, he possessed a special constitution: the Forged Gold Body.

With this constitution combined with the top-tier metal attribute cultivation technique he practiced, his cultivation speed was not much inferior to a Metal Attribute Heavenly Spiritual Root.

"Seeking your own death, heh!"

Hearing Qian Wanliang's mocking words, Yan Taibai chuckled.

Afterwards, he bowed toward the void and respectfully requested.

"Disciple Yan Bai requests that Martial Uncle take action to slay this villain!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Qian Wanliang's face turned pale, his gaze nervously fixed on the place where Yan Taibai had bowed.

And just as his gaze fell upon that patch of void.

"Whoosh!" A sound of breaking through the air erupted, and immediately following it, in a patch of void diametrically opposite to where Yan Taibai had bowed.

A dazzling, blinding golden sword light, which one dared not look at directly, shot out toward Qian Wanliang.

Its speed was so fast that it vanished in an instant, as if ignoring space itself.

"Rip!"

"Bang!" With a sound, Qian Wanliang's protective spiritual light was torn apart, and his chest was pierced through, revealing a bowl-sized bloody hole; blood gushed out like a spring—no, it should be said it gushed out like a fountain, turning into a rain of blood that sprinkled down, chilling one's heart.

As for Qian Wanliang himself, his face was pale and bloodless, and a ball of golden light shot out from his crown.

Inside the golden light was a golden infant about an inch tall, its face full of terror and horror, fleeing toward the distant horizon, not daring to linger for even a moment.

At this moment, the golden sword light that had just appeared stood before Yan Taibai, and then, a voice filled with sharp majesty resounded, causing hearts to tremble.

"I have one sword, to Slay Demons and Eliminate Devils!"

"Sword, come!"

"Clang!"

Following this sound, a soul-shaking sword hum rang out; within a radius of a thousand miles, all flying sword magical artifacts and Dharma Treasures resonated, and then, all at once, they uncontrollably shot toward the direction of the Miaoyin Sect.

In just a few breaths, every cultivator in the entire Heavenly Star City could see a rain of swords formed by thousands of flying swords appearing above the Miaoyin Sect, their tips all pointed at the cultivators of the Poison Dragon Association and the Four Great Merchant Alliances.

At this moment, everyone in the entire Heavenly Star City, regardless of their cultivation realm, had expressions of shock and disbelief on their faces.

They had never imagined that one day, they would be able to see such an earth-shattering scene.

And as the culprit behind all this, Yan Taibai put on a show, bowing respectfully toward the golden sword light—which was his own Life-Bound Magical Treasure, the Luxian Juetian Sword.

"Please, Martial Uncle, take action again."

As soon as the words fell.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!!

Thousands of swords rained down, attacking and flying toward the cultivators of the Poison Dragon Association and the Four Great Merchant Alliances below.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

"No!"

"Spare me!"

In an instant, painful wails and pleas for mercy rose and fell amidst the sky-filling rain of swords and the pouring rain of blood; it was a shocking sight that one dared not look at directly, and it sent chills down one's spine.

And all of this came and went quickly!

In less than a quarter of an hour, it was over—this one-sided massacre!

Compared to the shock of the many disciples and elders of the Miaoyin Sect, Yan Taibai was rather indifferent.

Because that time at the Ghost Spirit Sect was a hundred times more intense than this; the entire Ghost Spirit Sect had been wiped out by the flying sword magical artifacts and Dharma Treasures of himself or his familiar martial uncles, junior brothers, senior brothers, martial uncles, senior sisters, junior sisters, and grandmasters.

As for how much shock this scene would cause to Heavenly Star City or even the entire Chaotic Star Sea, Yan Taibai did not care at all.

Because if he could not provide enough shock, it would be impossible for the Four Great Merchant Alliances of the Chaotic Star Sea to willingly hand over ten million Spirit Stones; instead, it would only invite lethal disasters and endless trouble.

This time, it could basically be considered a permanent solution.

He believed the Four Great Merchant Alliances of the Chaotic Star Sea would make the right choice.

As for whether anyone would come to cause trouble, Yan Taibai was not worried; let them survive this strike first before talking about anything else.

And in the entire Chaotic Star Sea, the only ones capable of dealing with this move were likely the Heavenly Star Sages who practiced the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light.

Even Liudao Jisheng and Wan Sangu could not deal with it.

It was not that Yan Taibai was already invincible in the world, but rather that if he faced a siege, it would still be troublesome.

Because his Life-Bound Magical Treasure, the Luxian Juetian Sword, had one major drawback: it could only control metal attribute magical artifacts, flying swords, and Dharma Treasures.

If it were flying swords or Dharma Treasures refined from wood attribute materials or other attribute materials, it would be of no use at all.

Moreover, the cultivation world had thousands of types of Dharma Treasures and magical artifacts; it was impossible for this move of his to be rampant and unbridled, let alone invincible in the world!

Therefore, he still needed to work hard, work hard, and work hard!

"Many thanks, Martial Uncle, for your help."

After all the cultivators of the Poison Dragon Association and the Four Great Merchant Alliances were wiped out, with not a single survivor, Yan Taibai then bowed and thanked his Life-Bound Magical Treasure, the Luxian Juetian Sword, again.

In short, the act had to be performed completely.

As for the voice within it, it was naturally a wisp of his own divided soul.

For Yan Taibai, this was not a difficult task.

"Mm! Cultivate well."

The voice of instruction sounded once more from within the Luxian Juetian Sword, but this time it was much gentler, lacking its original domineering sharpness.

"Yes, disciple obeys!"

Yan Taibai said respectfully again.

As soon as the voice fell, the Luxian Juetian Sword transformed into a golden stream of light and vanished into the vast horizon, leaving no trace behind.

And as the Luxian Juetian Sword departed, the flying sword magic tools and Dharma Treasures it had been controlling all returned along their original paths, not having been devoured or refined by it.

Otherwise, it might have invited no small amount of trouble!

Only then did the members of the Miaoyin Sect, especially Wang Heng and Zhou Yuan, snap out of their daze and bow to Yan Taibai to express their gratitude.

"Many thanks to Brother Yan for your great kindness in saving us. From now on, should you have any orders, our couple will certainly comply!"

"Haha, Sect Master Wang, Madam, you are too polite. This time, it was all thanks to my martial uncle. It is just that he does not like to see people; otherwise, I would not mind making an introduction." Yan Taibai laughed, sounding quite proud and pleased with himself.

After all, this matter was enough to make him proud.

He indeed needed such an image to present to others right now.

(End of chapter)