Chapter 192: Sword Dance

The fierce and dense sword qi instantly filled a radius of a hundred li, as if even the rain had been cut off; this scene was not only shocking, but also possessed an indescribable beauty.

The ugly, diminutive figure of the "Monkey" stood silently on the rooftop, instantly appearing towering, even giving the feeling of a primordial ferocious beast.

"This..."

Jiang Ruoyan, Wu Guangyi, Si Tu Nan Fei, and a group of elders' faces changed drastically, and they froze midair.

Immediately, Zhou Zhan Yi angrily said: "Human, not demon—may I ask, fellow Daoist, where do you hail from?"

The "Monkey" spoke coldly and ruthlessly: "Sword-wielding Monkey!"

Saying this, he waved his hand.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh..."

Countless streaks of peerless, fierce sword qi instantly struck down all members of the Fourteen Sects.

For a moment it was like a myriad of flowers shooting a barrel, piercing the rain curtain, all shooting up together.

All disciples of the Fourteen Sects were utterly unable to withstand a single blow, sent flying by the sword qi,

especially Si Tu Nan Fei, Wu Guangyi, Tianming Heshang, and a group of elders at the forefront—they were as if struck by lightning, instantly screaming as they flew backward upside down.

Many were still airborne when their qi and blood surged, spitting out a mouthful of old blood.

In the air, it resembled gorgeous yet tragic fireworks.

The scene was not only tragic, but also magnificent.

Then,

"Plop—plop—plop..."

All disciples of the Fourteen Sects, without exception, fell in disarray, scattered everywhere, splashing water wherever they landed.

Heng Xian's heart pounded, and he couldn't help but look at the Monkey: "Is this the Nascent Soul?"

The Monkey frowned, thought for a moment, and seriously replied: "I don't know, but facing them, it takes no effort at all! Among Nascent Soul cultivators, I've only met one called Bai Li Haoge."

Senior Brother?

Heng Xian asked: "Did you fight him?"

The Monkey nodded: "We fought; he broke through to Nascent Soul earlier than I did, and we battled for three hours, I barely had the edge."

As his words fell, the Fourteen Sect experts hidden in the surrounding floodwaters leapt up, and an elder cried out in alarm: "Nascent Soul?"

Si Tu Nan Fei gritted his teeth: "Senior, just who are you? A foreigner? Why help Heng Xian? Aren't you afraid of the Fourteen Sect's elders..."

He hadn't finished speaking when the Monkey waved his hand again.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh..."

The sharp sword qi, wrapped in unparalleled might, once again thrust toward the crowd.

The sect elders and Earth Ranking experts who had just risen were instantly struck down; each was hit by the invisible sword qi on their acupoints and dantian, their whole bodies numb and unable to move.

The Monkey looked at Heng Xian: "I can help you teach them a lesson, but I cannot kill them—I only kill those who deserve death. The Fourteen Sects span a domain of ten thousand li; their disciples' sins do not warrant death."

Heng Xian fell silent.

The rain grew heavier, the world a blank expanse of white.

Heng Xian nodded: "What you say is right; if I killed them again, I too would fall into an endless abyss of calamity!"

The Monkey suddenly looked toward the southeast and said: "That Bai Li Haoge is coming soon—you should leave!"

Heng Xian glanced in surprise toward the southeast and asked: "And you?"

The Monkey's eyes burned with fighting spirit: "I'll stay here and wait for him, to teach him how to be human!"

"Good!"

Heng Xian leapt from the roof, whistled, and the "Dog Egg" hiding in the corner came running over.

One person and one monkey ran straight for the gate along the road.

Along the way lay countless Earth Ranking experts, elders, and elites, sprawled on the ground, desperately gasping, clinging to life.

As he approached, they all felt helpless and panicked.

Heng Xian indeed had an ambush, but this time it was not a demon, but a human Nascent Soul expert!

Would we be wiped out again this time?

Yet Heng Xian merely walked past them, not even glancing at them.

Jiang Ruoyan endured and endured, but still couldn't hold back; pressing her face against the puddle on the ground, she strained to lift it slightly: "Heng Xian! You treacherous villain, you only rely on others—on your own, you'd be ten deaths, no life; anyone here could kill you..."

Huangfu Taiqing also gritted his teeth: "The cultivation world has always respected strength; relying on scheming, do you think you can live long? You escaped this time—can you escape the next?"

Si Tu Nan Fei, Tianming Heshang, Wu Guangyi, and others immediately coughed or blinked.

Yet the two still seethed with anger.

Heng Xian stopped, turned, and kicked Huangfu Taiqing into the large wooden barrel of manure from the Haojia family, then stepped on Jiang Ruoyan's face and sighed: "If I were you, I would absolutely not do such a foolish thing!

Now I am the butcher and you are the meat—killing you is just taking something from a bag!

I don't kill you because I don't want to create more killing karma; slaughtering so many makes me nauseous and tires my hands, but that doesn't mean I dare not kill you!"

Jiang Ruoyan gritted her teeth, panting heavily.

Heng Xian flipped her over, casually drew his sword, and pointed it at her dantian: "Do you think I or the sword-wielder behind me would hesitate to kill because of the Fourteen Sects?

Guess—does this sword dare to pierce your Golden Core?"

Jiang Ruoyan's face changed.

Nearby, Tianming Heshang and a few others opened their mouths, but ultimately said nothing.

"Three—two..." Heng Xian's sword broke through Jiang Ruoyan's protective spirit aura, slowly slicing her skin.

Jiang Ruoyan's pupils contracted: "Don't—I—I know I was wrong!"

"Too late!" Heng Xian shook his head, exerted force, the sword tip slowly pressing down; Jiang Ruoyan's belly already seeped blood.

Under the immense pressure, Jiang Ruoyan finally broke down: "Give me a quick death!"

Heng Xian shook his head: "No! I only need to pierce your Golden Core Realm, ruin your cultivation, demote you to an ordinary person, afterwards you will marry an ordinary person or become the concubine of some cultivator..."

"You..." Jiang Ruyan was both shocked and angry.

Heng Xian showed a faint smile: "Unless you swear by your Dao heart that in this life you will not be my enemy, keep me in your heart, I am your only man in this life; violators will face heavenly punishment and earthly annihilation!"

Jiang Ruyan's expression changed.

"Huh?" Heng Xian exclaimed in surprise.

Jiang Ruyan closed her eyes, gave a bitter laugh, her body trembling slightly: "I, Jiang Ruyan, swear by my Dao heart that in this life I will not be Heng Xian's enemy, I will keep him in my heart, Heng Xian...... is my...... only man in this life; violators...... heavenly punishment and earthly annihilation!"

Cultivators cultivate the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth; every word and deed can easily cause some change, and swearing by one's Dao heart is like an inner demon—any cultivator who makes such a vow will see it take effect, truly miraculous!

Heng Xian sheathed his sword, glanced around; actually making everyone swear wasn't bad, only there was no time, so he laughed and turned to leave.

He went out the gate, headed straight west, and midway encountered Xie Lingyu also lying on the ground; the two silently gazed at each other.

Ten full breaths.

Heng Xian didn't know what to say; saying anything seemed like nonsense, so he just nodded and disappeared into the rain.

Xie Lingyu also said nothing, staring at the misty rain-filled sky, dazed.

Meanwhile, at the Hao family manor, Si Tu Nan Fei, Tianming Heshang, and a large crowd watched Heng Xian's figure slowly fade away, each feeling an indescribable bitterness.

Only Jiang Ruyan's eyes were red, tears dripping from the corners, unknown whether rain or tears.

Ye Hongxue advised: "Hasty, why say those words? Actually... swearing by one's Dao heart isn't so bad; at least Heng Xian, this seductive villain, though wicked, is at least young, handsome, and half your age!"

"Get lost!"

……

Having already left Liu Shu Town by more than ten li, Heng Xian felt increasingly that something was wrong.

Forcing that female disciple of the Baowang Sect to swear by her Dao heart, only having one man—himself?

She is at least thirty-something, while I am only seventeen!

It's over, I've suffered a huge loss!

(End of chapter)