Chapter Five: The Brocade Sword

  "What can we do? The altar of the dead has appeared in this world, and we will all die here!" The man's face was ashen, and although he was fully armed, he couldn't help but tremble with fear.

  "What's there to fear? The strongest undead in this area are only baron-level skullcrushers. With so many of us barons, plus Miss Xiangfei, we can easily take down the altar and shatter the Eternal Crystal." A baron standing next to Li Xiangfei said loudly.

  "Not bad, our own strength is already strong enough, and with dozens of barons nearby, as long as we unite together, rushing to the altar and shattering the Eternal Crystal shouldn't be a difficult task." Li Xiangfei had some worries in her heart, but her face remained calm and composed.

  "Roar!" A group of cleaver-wielding ghosts discovered their tracks, shouting and waving their giant axes as they charged over, with as many as twenty or thirty of them, making a truly frightening spectacle.

  The barons summoned their own armed forces to resist the attacks of those evil spirits.

  Those beheaded ghosts that were originally easily killed by the barons have become very troublesome after mutation. A baron who is dealing with two or three beheaded ghosts at the same time will feel very strenuous, and if he is not careful, he will even be injured by the beheaded ghosts.

  Having annihilated the group of head-chopping ghosts, all the barons had more or less suffered some injuries, and one of them even had an arm chopped off by a ghost, now clutching his severed limb and wailing in agony.

  Everyone's face didn't look good, and just twenty or thirty beheaded ghosts made everyone so desperate. If they really arrived at the altar of the dead, the number of beheaded ghosts would be at least ten times more than now, plus that skull-splitting ghost, just thinking about it was chilling.

  Before everyone had finished their preparations, another group of fierce ghosts rushed out from the forest in a frenzy, and from a distance, it was a vast black mass, with no way to tell how many there were.

  Seeing at least hundreds of split-headed ghosts, everyone's face turned green, and no one had the intention to fight back. It was unclear who was the first to run, but everyone rushed to escape for their lives.

  Li Xiangfei was the darling of Earl Dao Lun, but now she was ignored by everyone. As someone who had just stepped into the baron level in terms of her own strength, she fell behind a crowd of people.

  The frenzied beheading ghosts moved at an extremely fast speed, and the group of barons were unable to shake them off, with the distance between them growing closer and closer.

  "Everyone scatter and run!" Someone shouted, and the barons suddenly came to their senses, each of them fleeing in different directions.

  Bai Cang Dong moved stealthily towards the altar, quickly beheading any lone Split-Head Ghosts he encountered and avoiding groups of them. The journey was surprisingly uneventful, and he even gained a significant amount of Life Force along the way.

  "The mutated Split-Head Ghost isn't scary, what's scary is a group of Split-Head Ghosts." Bai Cangdong stabbed his sword into the Split-Head Ghost's weak point, causing it to let out a blood-curdling scream, and then directly stabbed another sword into its heart.

  His wrist felt as heavy as lead, the long-time swinging of the pure white great sword consumed a lot of physical strength, especially the painful knife method required high accuracy for control, which added more burden to his wrist.

  Sheathed his great sword and climbed up a dense-leaved tree to hide, reciting the "Baiye Scripture" to recover as much of his lost strength as possible.

  When the "Bai Ye Jing" was operating, there were no special phenomena, only a warm and comfortable feeling inside the body, the sore muscles were fully relaxed, and physical strength slowly recovered.

  Bai Cangdong was about to recover and continue on his way, but suddenly heard a loud noise not far away. Before long, he saw a girl being chased by four splitting ghosts, fighting and retreating in disarray. Her armor was cut open in many places, revealing her snow-white skin.

  Bai Cangdong's memory was good, and he still remembered that the girl was the same one who had been with those barons not long ago.

  The girl seemed to have been fighting for a long time, her physical strength looked exhausted, but because the red soft sword in her hand was extremely sharp, even the giant axe of the oni dared not collide with it. Occasionally, when they clashed, the soft sword would directly shave off some metal blocks from the giant axe.

  Because they were extremely afraid of the soft sword, those four splitting ghosts only surrounded and attacked the girl, but didn't truly fight to the death, instead continuously consuming the girl's physical strength.

  "Good sword!" Bai Cangdong's eyes lit up as soon as he saw that red soft sword.

  The sword is four feet long, only one finger wide, thinner than white paper, almost transparent. The entire body of the sword has a bright red color, like fresh blood that has just left the body and not yet coagulated.

  It was unclear whether it was the soft sword's ability or the girl's superior swordsmanship, but the sword was sometimes straight and sturdy, and sometimes as soft as silk, with a very sinister and ferocious manner.

  Although Bai Cangdong already possessed the pure white great sword, this sword was really too heavy and not suitable for prolonged battles. If he could have a soft sword that was as light and agile, it would save him a lot of physical strength, allowing him to fully utilize the advantages of his Painful Sword Technique. The Painful Sword Technique was originally a light and exquisite sword technique, Bai Cangdong used the pure white great sword to practice the Painful Sword Technique for two reasons: one was to train himself, and the other was that he had no other suitable weapon available.

  Li Xiangfei had already reached the end of her rope, having killed eight Split-Head Ghosts along the way. However, her own physical strength was also almost depleted, and swinging the originally light-as-a-feather silk sword now felt as heavy as a mountain range. She no longer had the energy to kill any more Split-Head Ghosts.

  "Is this how I'm going to die?" As the giant ghost approached, Li Xiangfei, who had already lost all strength to dodge, gave up resisting and leaned against a tree, closing her eyes in despair, waiting for death to arrive.

  Right!

  The deafening crash of the massive metal object just inches away from Li Xiangfei's eardrums made her eyes open involuntarily, and all she saw was a tall figure looming over everything in front of her.

  Bai Cangdong, in order to conserve his strength as much as possible, after the great sword pierced the vital part of the Split-Head Ghost, took advantage of its momentary distraction and directly stabbed a sword through its heart.

  Eight simple swords, four ferocious beheading demons were all killed.

  Li Xiangfei gazed with a mixture of shock and admiration, feeling an indescribable emotion well up inside her, tears almost bursting from her eyes.

  After beheading the Split-Headed Ghost, Bai Cangdong turned around and stared at Li Xiangfei. The white iron mask showed no emotion, only a pair of eyes gleaming with greedy light: "I saved you, shouldn't you repay me?"

  Li Xiangfei looked at Bai Cangdong, whose face was covered by an iron mask, and if she had seen him somewhere else, she would have felt disgusted or afraid, but why did he look so inexplicably safe now.

  Suddenly hearing Bai Cangdong say that, if it were in normal times, Li Xiangfei would definitely storm off and never speak to him again. But at this moment, under the intense gaze of his eyes, her cheeks flushed red, she stuttered: "Here...no...not now...wait till later..."

  "How is it that I saved your life and it's not even worth a sword?" Hearing Li Xiangfei say no, Bai Cangdong slightly furrowed his brow.

  "What, you want Xiangluo Sword, not...?" Li Xiangfei's face was burning with fire, and she didn't know why a strange sense of resentment arose in her heart.

  "What is it that you want?" Bai Cangdong suddenly came back to himself, looking at Li Xiangfei with a hint of a smile.

  "You... bastard..." Li Xiangfei threw the sword in front of Bai Canghai and said, panting: "Here's your precious sword, take it."

  Bai Cangdong picked up the sword that had been disarmed by Li Xiangfei and directly armed himself with it. The data of the sword immediately appeared in his Life Seal.

  "Silk Brocade Sword: A sword transformed from the celestial maiden's flowing ribbon, soft as water at times and hard as steel at others, capable of cutting through iron like mud." At this moment, Bai Cangdong was finally able to see the hidden imprint on the sword body, which turned out to be a Viscount-level martial attire.

  Bai Cangdong waved it a few times, grasping the soft and hard changes of the Xiang Luo sword, and couldn't help but praise: "Good sword, really good sword."

  "Where are we going now?" Li Xiangfei saw Bai Canghai constantly praising Yunluo Sword, and couldn't help but interrupt him.

  "It's not us, you can go wherever you want." Bai Cangdong put away his sword, in this treacherous undead altar area, he didn't think he had the ability to protect others, let alone rush up to the altar to break the Eternal Crystal.

  "You... I..." Li Xiangfei felt that she had never been so humiliated in her entire life, and for a moment, she couldn't say a word.

  Just as Bai Cao was about to leave, Li Xiangfei suddenly had an epiphany and shouted loudly: "If you want to rush onto the altar and shatter the Eternal Crystal, I can help you!"

  "How can you help me?" Bai Cangdong stopped in his tracks.

  Li Xiangfei's small face revealed a smile: "Time has passed for so long, I believe many of the split-headed ghosts have been killed and then revived at the altar. Now there are at least two hundred split-headed ghosts at the altar, plus that skull-splitting ghost, even if you're a viscount..."

  Here is the translation:

  "Up to this point, Li Xiangfei paused for a moment and looked at Bai Canghai's reaction. However, due to the iron mask, she couldn't see anything, so she continued: "Even if you are a viscount, it would be very difficult to kill your way out of a crowd of skull-splitting ghosts and defeat the skull-splitting ghost to shatter the eternal crystal."

  "Continue to speak." Bai Cangdong was also worried about this problem. His strength was not enough to confront the splitting ghost head-on, and when dealing with a single splitting ghost, he could use dodging to avoid attacks. However, if he wanted to rush up to the altar, he would have to confront a group of splitting ghosts head-on, and at that time, relying solely on dodging would definitely not work.

  "I know a martial art that can make you stroll through the midst of ten thousand soldiers as if taking a leisurely walk, but this martial art is extremely precious. You must swear an oath to become my knight before I can teach it to you."

  "Be your knight?" Bai Cangdong muttered to himself.

  Knights do not belong to the nobility, even if a person with a noble title becomes a knight, his title will directly disappear, because knights are private property of the nobility, once a person becomes another's knight, his life and everything will be controlled by that person.

  "Little girl, I think you've forgotten something." Bai Cangdong walked up to Li Xiangfei's front, pinched her chin, lifted her face, and made her eyes meet his.