Chapter 102: Blood Shadow Knife

  The days of continuous travel were not without benefits, at least Ye Chen felt that his true energy had become much purer and more manageable. Of course, for those with insufficient spiritual strength, it was difficult to detect the subtle changes within.

  Returning to the Tengyun Grand Hall after completing his task, Ye Chen walked up to the Ranking Jade Tablet.

  This month's ranking has not changed much, the top few are still the top few. As for why, it's simple: everyone is focusing on the upcoming June ranking tournament, and there's no need to fight to the death now when they can make a stunning comeback in the competition.

  Her gaze shifted down to the very bottom, Ye Chen smiled slightly, his own ranking was at the very last place, and several people from the same period as him were squeezed into the top row.

  "Whatever, I'll take advantage of this ranking tournament to get the title of one of the top ten inner disciples. That way, I won't have to challenge others in the future." The current ranking didn't matter much to Ye Chen; after all, everything was fair in the ranking tournament and wouldn't give anyone special privileges just because of their high ranking.

  However, the most important thing now is still cultivation. The cultivation in the middle of the Condensing Realm is too low, at least it must reach the peak of the middle of the Condensing Realm. In this way, among the inner disciples, there is no need to fear anyone.

  At night, Ye Chen sat in meditation and cultivated his skills.

  In the morning, Ye Chen sat quietly on the cliff, refining his sword intent.

  At noon, Ye Chen would go to the pool of water at the bottom of the waterfall to train his body.

  Days go by one after another, and June is getting closer and closer.

  Deep in the mountains behind Qingfeng Mountain.

  Next to the rocky mountain.

  A two-meter-tall, bare-chested youth stood there, his eyes gleaming like electricity, his muscles bulging, exuding a ferocious aura that was even more terrifying than that of a same-level demon beast. Anyone who caught his eye felt as if they were facing an ancient monster, their heart racing with fear.

  Roar!

  A sturdy young man opens his mouth to shout, the muscles in the upper half of his body trembling like a mountain, and his bones also make a crashing sound like drawing a bowstring, as if dozens of people are shooting arrows at the same time.

  The ground was trampled and burst, a sturdy young man with both hands supporting himself, suddenly crashed into the rocky mountain.

  Rumble!

  A 20-meter-high and 6-7 meter thick rocky mountain is split into four or five parts, with giant boulders as tall as a person scattered in all directions like celestial maidens scattering flowers.

  His face not red, his breath not short, the sturdy youth muttered to himself: "The ranking match is about to begin, I Xiao Ye will never be willing to rank below others, and must compete for first place. Once I become the number one disciple of the inner sect, I'll go challenge Xu Jing and see who's the top master of Liuyun Sect."

  Liuyun Sect has a total of thirty-six peaks, which is a special training place for the inner door elders.

  One of the Thirty-six Peaks, on top of White Cloud Peak.

  The old man in white robes said to the young man beside him, "Li Yun, you've been promoted to an inner disciple and have been under my tutelage for three years. During this time, you haven't gone out on a mission or participated in a ranking competition, focusing solely on your cultivation. However, this time, you must participate in the ranking tournament. Otherwise, the Sect Master and other Elders will think that I'm holding you back and not giving you enough opportunities to hone your skills."

  The young man's face was cold and stern as he said, "Master, rest assured, I will let others know that even if I haven't traveled the jianghu, I can still defeat other disciples."

  The old man in white robes shook his head, "Don't underestimate others. Although your strength is enough to rank among the top five inner disciples, competing for the top three is still a bit risky. From what I know, Ghost Sword Li Kuang and Pei Shaoqing both have the strength to be in the top three, and that Blood Shadow Knife Meng Chong's combat power is so fierce that even I, as an elder of the inner sect, am somewhat surprised. Currently, you're probably not his match."

  The cold and stern young man said: "Master, didn't you tell me that either we don't compete or we strive to be the first, otherwise everything is meaningless."

  "Heh heh, I've said it before, so you'd better strive to be first! If nothing unexpected happens, your greatest opponent will be Blood Shadow Knife Mong Chong. Your second opponent is Ghost Sword Li Kuang. His swordsmanship is unpredictable and doesn't follow the usual flow of Cloud Sect's style. When you encounter this person, you must be extremely careful not to lose to him in terms of swordsmanship."

  "In terms of swordsmanship, I won't lose to anyone."

  The old man in white nodded, regardless of other things, just talking about swordsmanship, the Flowing Cloud Sect really didn't have many people who could compare to his own disciples. After all, after three years of hard practice, the opponent had already developed their own style of swordsmanship, rather than following the rules and walking on someone else's path. Given time, he might not necessarily lose to the first disciple of the Flowing Cloud Sect, 'Dark Fragrance Sword' Zhu Mei.

  "Alright, three months of closed-door training, let me see your current strength."

  Hum!

  The sword comes out of its scabbard, a cold and stern young man swings his sword towards the sea of clouds.

  Silent and soundless, the sea of clouds split open with thirteen sword marks. Each sword mark was roughly the same length, almost indistinguishable from one another, as if they were replicas of the same sword mark.

  The old man in white robes had a look of surprise in his eyes, "Fourteen sword lights! I didn't expect your sword light to have reached the highest level of division."

  If someone were here, they would definitely be puzzled and unable to understand why there are fourteen sword lights when the thirteen sword scars are clearly visible.

  Wulong River, a tributary of the Kuye River!

  In the past three months, a new small gang has been established here, called Kui Shui Village. Kui Shui Village has three village masters, all of whom are at the peak of their cultivation in the Condensing Realm. The great village master has already touched the edge of the Embracing Yuan Realm and only needs one or two months to become a warrior of the Embracing Yuan Realm.

  Apart from this, Kui Shui Village also has seven or eight late-stage Condensing True Realm warriors, more than twenty mid-stage Condensing True Realm warriors, forty to fifty early-stage Condensing True Realm warriors. As for the Qi Refining Realm warriors, they are basically cannon fodder, making a loud noise on the surface, and there are also hundreds of people.

  The outer gate of Kui Shui Village was split in two with a loud crash, and a young man with an unruly and wild look walked in with big strides.

  "People of Kui Shui Stockade, come out and meet your death."

  Splash!

  At least over a hundred villagers surrounded the young man, and then dozens of elite villagers were brought in, all of whom were Genuine Realm warriors.

  "Looking for death, you actually dare to accept the mission to destroy my Huishui Village, kill him."

  At a single command, the sturdy youth was instantly submerged in the sea of people, and his figure could no longer be seen.

  "Hahaha, kill them all!"

  The crimson blade swept through the crowd, wherever it went, dozens of people were cut in half, blood splashing everywhere. There was no one who could withstand a single blow, not even those with Condensed True Realm cultivation, as they couldn't resist the might of the majestic youth's half-sword strike.

  "How can it be so terrifying, who is he?"

  "Ah, I see! He's Meng Chong, the Blood Shadow Knife of Liuyun Sect. Run quickly!" Someone had seen something in the sturdy youth's knife technique and was shocked with fear.

  "Slaughter all living things, and give me destruction!"

  A majestic young man burst out laughing, the killing aura in his laughter shot straight up to the sky. Immediately after, a chilling and terrifying blood-red knife edge flashed, every time it fell, ten people died, the ground was cut with eerie scars.

  Blood flowed like rivers, and almost everyone in Kui Water Stockade was killed.

  At this time, three more people rushed over, who were the three masters of Kui Shui Village. The first master's weapon was a pair of Hua Xuan axes, the second master used a Qi Mei stick, and the third master used a tiger-headed big knife, with the most momentum.

  A sturdy young man burst out of the corpse and slashed at the three people with a knife.

  Hehe! Hehe! Hehe!

  Three peak warriors in the late stage of the Cong Zhen realm were instantly dismembered under this one sword, and the blood-red blade pierced through, splitting open a huge gap in the back hall of the Kui Shui stronghold.

  "Not worth a blow, it's really too boring." The sturdy youth shook his head and turned to leave, with not a single speck of blood on his moon-white robes.