Chapter 22: with translation of chapter title

Soon, Spiritual Qi had largely recovered for Su Chen; he took out the broken blade and placed it before the blood sphere.

A strange scene occurred; the moment the blood blade touched the blood sphere, it was directly devoured by the blood sphere.

Merge!

Su Chen let out another low shout, the hand seal constantly changing. As he cast his final seal, the blood sphere began to shrink at a visible speed, frantically converging toward the center.

In just a few dozen breaths, the half-zhang-long blood sphere almost vanished, replaced by a blood blade emanating an eerie feel, glowing with red light.

The broken part of this blood blade has been restored to its original state, with no trace of damage visible.

Soon, the blood sphere was completely absorbed by the blood blade; the red aura faded, and it floated silently in midair.

Su Chen's face showed satisfaction; he grabbed the blood blade with one hand, then immediately began to refine it...

After a few more hours, Su Chen placed the refined blood blade into his sleeve, gathered them together, threw a few fireball techniques, then buried the remaining ashes before turning and leaving.

After another two days, Su Chen rested while traveling. At this pace, the distance to Luoxian Shan is now less than two days' journey.

At this moment, elsewhere, in a remote valley about a hundred li from Luoxian Shan, Chen Shao Hui, hair disheveled, fiercely bit into a bun that had already begun to harden.

Chen Shao Hui, with difficulty eating a bun with river water, fiercely kicked the large stone before him, instantly feeling a piercing pain.

Originally he had an invisible anger with nowhere to vent; now his anger exploded instantly.

He flicked his sleeve, a flying sword appeared in his hand, then he began to violently vent his fury on the stone wall ahead.

After a while, seeing the deep, chaotic gullies on the cliff ahead, his emotions gradually calmed, and he began to recall the events of the past few days.

Earlier, based on Su Chen's time of descending the mountain, he inferred that Su Chen would pass through here within these two days, because this is the only route into the mountains, unless Su Chen could fly on his sword or directly detour around a mountain range of thousands of li.

He came here specifically to intercept and kill Su Chen; he also had You Qizhi, dozens of li ahead, try to find a way to lure Yun Xiaoxiao away.

Earlier, he had calculated that even including purchasing time, a round trip to Xuan Gu City would not exceed one month.

As for dealing with other problems, he had not considered them at all.

Because he had descended the mountain several times, aside from ordinary folk illnesses, he had basically encountered nothing else.

However, he had waited here for a full five days, yet still had not seen Su Chen's silhouette.

To avoid miscalculating the time, he had also come here two days earlier to set up an ambush.

But five days passed, and he didn't even see a ghost; for staking out Su Chen, he hadn't slept for five days and nights, which is how he ended up like this.

Finally, after another day, Su Chen finally arrived at this valley, walking through it as leisurely as a stroll in a courtyard.

Suddenly, his gaze narrowed; seeing the chaotic scratches on the distant cliff wall, a sense of wariness rose in his heart, for those marks were still very clear, proving that someone had recently been here.

He immediately stepped back two steps and used his spiritual sense to search the surroundings.

At that moment, Chen Shao Hui clearly saw this; he realized he could no longer hide, so he simply stopped hiding and jumped out.

He gave a feral grin and said, "Junior brother, stop looking; let me, your senior brother, send you on your way!"

Although he said that, he merely held the low-grade flying sword in his hand, with no intention of attacking.

Su Chen saw Chen Shao Hui, hair disheveled and not looking human, and was slightly stunned, after all he had seen Chen Shao Hui only a handful of times,

because for a moment he couldn't tell who it was.

He spoke with a hint of surprise: "Fellow Daoist, we haven't met before, have we? Surely we have no grudge against each other."

But despite saying that, his right hand still sneaked into his sleeve and gripped that blood blade.

Chen Shao Hui saw Su Chen looking at him as if he didn't know him, nearly spitting blood from anger; he certainly knew what was going on.

Thus, his original confidence instantly collapsed.

"Su Chen, since you don't know, then you don't need to know; it's only your fault for getting close to Junior Sister Yun."

At that moment, the grievance he had suffered over the past six days erupted instantly; he sent his Flying Sword into the air, and as he chanted, pointing at Su Chen, the Flying Sword roared toward Su Chen.

Su Chen heard him speak again, carefully using his spiritual sense to discern his Spiritual Power fluctuations and aura, and only then realized that the person ahead was his Second Senior Brother, Chen Shao Hui.

Seeing the low-grade spiritual sword in his hand, he immediately understood why Chen Shao Hui was so confident.

And at the moment Chen Shao Hui unleashed his Flying Sword, he moved his thought and had already unleashed that blood blade.

He intended to take advantage of Chen Shao Hui's blind confidence to slay him.

As for why this Second Senior Brother wanted to kill him, he had some guesses in his heart, but he didn't care about it.

Ding—

A clear, crisp sound rang out.

He didn't have time to fully activate the blood blade, and the Flying Sword and blood blade had already come into contact.

At the moment Su Chen unleashed the blood blade, Chen Shao Hui cried out in disbelief: "Impossible! It's actually a Mid-grade Spiritual Artifact!"

As soon as his words left his mouth, he gradually felt his Spiritual Power stagnate, making control of the Flying Sword extremely difficult.

At that moment, he suddenly came to his senses and saw his Flying Sword being forced back repeatedly, the spiritual light on its blade beginning to dim.

Chen Shao Hui gritted his teeth fiercely and spat out lightly: "Burst!"

Accompanying his words, that Flying Sword exploded outright.

The explosion's power was not great, but the blood blade nearest to it still suffered considerable impact, shaking violently and its blood light dimming considerably.

Chen Shao Hui took the opportunity, stepped back two steps, flicked his sleeve, and unleashed another Flying Sword, which surprisingly was already of Mid-grade.

Seeing that he still possessed a Mid-grade Spiritual Artifact, Su Chen's heart jolted, and he dared not continue to drag out the fight with Chen Shao Hui.

Because he didn't know what Magic Treasure Chen Shao Hui would produce next, and Chen Shao Hui's cultivation was one level higher, having reached the sixth layer of Condensing Qi, a stalemate would be unfavorable to him.

Thinking this, Su Chen hesitated no more, bit his tongue tip, and fiercely sprayed the recalling blood blade, a mist of essence blood forming and enveloping the entire blood blade.

Su Chen's expression also immediately waned a bit; this is also a divine ability recorded in the Blood Spirit Yin Demon Technique, whereby blood can strengthen the blood blade's power, and using essence blood naturally makes its power even greater.

As the blood mist enveloped the blood blade, the originally somewhat dim blood blade instantly blazed with red light and instantly became highly spirited, slashing once more toward Chen Shao Hui.

At that moment, Chen Shao Hui also unleashed his Flying Sword, intending to control it again to block the blood blade that was less than three zhang away from him.

But Su Chen merely flashed his gaze, shifted his two fingers, and the blood blade instantly shifted sideways, dodging the oncoming Flying Sword.

Seeing this, Chen Shao Hui's soul nearly fled in fright; he never expected Su Chen to use such a tactic, which obviously meant they were both seeking mutual destruction.

He shouted in shock and anger: "Are you crazy?"

While speaking, he pressed his two fingers together and hastily controlled the flying sword to block the blood blade.

"Clang!" the sound of metal striking metal rang again, Chen Shao Hui broke out in a faint cold sweat on his forehead; seeing this, he finally relaxed.