Beichen Sword Sect's Headmaster's Secret Records

Chapter 446 Blood Flame Overlord Blade
To slay the dragon, to kill its soul, to obliterate its divine consciousness, and to completely refine it into a puppet?

You know what, if Chen Xuantian really is a member of the Divine Cult, this gift is truly priceless. A single needle can eliminate all hidden dangers and greatly increase one's cultivation.

Moreover, the company is probably not bluffing. After all, they are indeed professional dragon breeders, so it's reasonable for them to have some countermeasures to kill dragons.

Besides, since this company dog ​​dared to swagger in front of him and propose a deal, he must have made thorough preparations.

If Chen Xuantian refuses to listen to reason and doesn't accept the Dragon-Slaying Pill, the Dragon-Slaying Bullet might be fired at him in the next second.

"Hmph, do you think I'm stupid enough to believe everything you say? Besides, your army is already here. Why do you need my help to deal with just two Emei disciples? Tell me! What exactly are you plotting!"

Chen Xuantian flung the woman aside, then swiftly shifted his position to create distance, preparing for another assassination attempt from the shadows.

The company employee wasn't discouraged and continued to persuade him.

"Most of the people who practice spiritual cultivation in this world are selfish and self-centered, and they are arrogant and self-important."

Your esteemed presence intruded into the formation and then ignored the plight of your fellow believers, all for the sake of monopolizing the rare treasures and plundering cultivation materials.

Fortunately, the Heavenly King's Treasury never lacked these resources.

"If Your Excellency is willing to lend a hand and help our army break the Ten Deadly Formations, the Heavenly King will surely reward you handsomely."

They probably thought he could break the formation because he was wearing a cult robe. That's understandable; office workers are probably not good at breaking formations either, otherwise they wouldn't have been trapped for ten years.

Of course, Chen Xuantian himself wouldn't be able to crack it, but he could learn it.

"You're asking me to betray my own people?"

Chen Xuantian's eyes darted around.
“This matter is not difficult, but Venerable Dongfang and I are sworn brothers, like brothers. If I ruin his plans, I will have to pay more.”

The company's employees, naturally, were least afraid to talk about money; they simply raised their hands and tossed the metal pipe over.

"Very well, take ten items from the Heavenly King's Treasury. Also, this Dragon-Slaying Pill will be given to you as a deposit."

Chen Xuantian wasn't stupid; he guessed that the vaccine must contain GPS tracking information, so he simply accepted it and pretended not to know anything about it.
"You've been hiding your true colors and figured out my background, but I still don't know your identity. If this matter is accomplished, I won't even know where to ask for my reward. That seems a bit unreasonable, doesn't it?"

"How difficult is this?"

The company dog ​​snapped its fingers, and in a flash, a colorful light appeared above its head, suddenly projecting a beautiful figure.

The woman wore an embroidered silk bodice, clearly the attire of a woman in her boudoir. Her full breasts, high and firm like snow-capped peaks of a dark mountain, were faintly visible through the thin gauze, trembling slightly as if about to burst forth, tempting one to pluck them. Her waist was slender enough to be encircled by one hand, tied with a gold silk belt adorned with cat's-eye gemstones, swaying and shimmering. Her waist swayed gracefully, as supple as a willow branch, revealing her alluring charm. Her lower garment trailed on the ground, its wide sleeves of light silk embroidered with layers of rippling water patterns, embroidered with blooming begonias, a tapestry of red and purple. As she walked, the skirt billowed, revealing a pair of jade-like feet, delicate as scallions, clad in gold-embroidered shoes and beaded insoles. Her steps were graceful, swaying and trembling, captivating and mesmerizing.

As for her makeup, it was even more alluring and glamorous, with a light application of powder and rouge, her cheeks flushed like peach blossoms, and her lips painted with crimson cherries, so vibrant and luscious as if they were about to be drunk. Her nails were painted with golden phoenix ointment, and her slender hands held a jade ruyi scepter, her caresses exuding endless charm. Her wrists were adorned with gold bracelets, which jingled, and her arms were wrapped with jade armlets, her opulence overwhelming.

"This humble girl, Cherry, greets Your Excellency."

Chen Xuantian was greatly shocked. After all, he had always been separated from the computer screen and had never experienced such a difficult test up close. And why was it called Cherry again? Didn't Tie Dan kill a Cherry in Yedu last time? Does the boss like cherries that much? Is this the same person? Or is it a shared customer service representative working for the boss?
However, given the current state of the carnage, Cherry had no interest in projecting her image from afar and flaunting her charms with a puppet. Before Chen Xuantian could even scrutinize her body, she simply draped her brocade phoenix robe over herself, concealing her alluring figure.
"My clone is the Noble Consort of the Heavenly King's Dragon Palace, second only to the emperor. What I promise, what I say, I will naturally keep."

"If Your Excellency still does not believe, you may come to my esteemed tent for a moment. If there is anything at Cherry's disposal that Your Excellency desires, you may take it as you please."

Chen Xuantian immediately demanded an exorbitant price.
"Alright, then I'll take that cauldron too. The Heavenly King has countless experts under his command; two mere Emei disciples will be a piece of cake."

However, the Blood Transformation Divine Pill refined in the cauldron is of great benefit to my cultivation and is indispensable to breaking the Ten Deadly Formations.

I'm determined to have it; will you agree?

Cherry nodded.

"As long as this calamity can be averted, I will obey your orders."

Chen Xuantian thought for a moment,

"After all, I am a member of the religion, and it is not convenient for me to show my face in public."

Your puppet looks pretty awesome. I'll get myself a set and study it.

"It's a word."

Seeing that she answered every question and granted every request, Chen Xuantian also became interested.

"And that eight-legged iron beetle from earlier, it looked really powerful, get me one to play with too."

Cherry blossoms raised their eyebrows.
"These toys are nothing more than minor acrobatic skills. It's fine if you have the leisure to do them, but you should start doing them as soon as possible."

Just now, the Heavenly King's experts attacked the Emei disciples. If they had seized the cauldron, Your Majesty would have missed your opportunity.

Then, in a flash of light, the company dog ​​activated its optical camouflage and vanished on the spot.

Chen Xuantian was also startled, sensing that four Nascent Soul Realm experts were surrounding him from all sides. He knew that the company was cunning and had delayed him for a long time. They claimed to be recruiting, but secretly they were sending their own people to clean up the mess. He immediately rolled up his blood-red robe, transformed into a crimson cloud, and turned to greet the people coming from the south. He wanted to show the company his abilities so that they wouldn't think he couldn't even beat two Emei disciples and look down on him.

Chen Xuantian's grand display of crimson clouds filling the sky made the Nascent Soul cultivators from the south realize that the opponent was a master from the Divine Sect, and they had already made preparations.

In the distance, five-colored auspicious clouds rose slowly, as if the gates of heaven had just opened, radiating countless rays of light and layers of auspicious mist. Atop these clouds sat a magnificent flying island palace, spanning several miles, surrounded by jade pavilions and jeweled towers, their glazed tile roofs gleaming in the gold. The main hall within was a golden and purple palace, reaching high into the clouds, its roof ridges carved with dragons and phoenixes, its eaves and brackets layered upon layer, soaring straight to the heavens. Auspicious vapors swirled above the hall like dragons and snakes, endlessly coiling, while golden flowers bloomed, like celestial maidens scattering blossoms, fluttering and falling across the fields, dimming the crimson clouds.

Around the Flying Island Palace, cranes cried out, spirit birds gathered, and jade flowers and precious herbs exhaled their fragrance. A waterfall cascaded down the island, transforming into a silver ribbon, its spray forming a spiritual pool from which golden carp leaped, their scales shimmering. A fairy maiden of the Jade Pool, holding a feather fan, gently swayed it, creating a breeze that carried a unique fragrance that soothed the soul. Looking further afield, one could see the twelve divine beings—the Six Ding and Six Jia—standing majestically before the palace gates, their golden bodies protecting the palace. The Six Ding were celestial warriors, wearing golden helmets and black armor, wielding golden whips, silver spears, swords, and jade axes, each displaying their unique abilities. The Six Jia were terrestrial generals, their faces like red dates, their beards like halberds, wielding fire wheels, thunder hammers, wind bags, and cloud banners, their imposing presence overwhelming.

The twelve deities, each wielding weapons and treasures, shouted commands in unison, chanted incantations, and rode on auspicious clouds, circling the celestial palace once. In an instant, a dazzling array of five-colored light burst forth, intertwining and illuminating the universe. The radiance was like thousands of golden arrows fired simultaneously, piercing through the blood-red clouds and soaring straight to the heavens. Within the dazzling light, seven-colored illusions layered upon each other, flowing endlessly, like a Buddhist paradise of crystal, radiating precious light everywhere. The surrounding crimson clouds and blood-red mists were all dispersed and shunned, retreating in fear, daring not to approach. Chen Xuantian quickly calculated and understood the situation. The opponent's method looked grand and impressive, like some kind of extraordinary divine power, but it was actually a typical Immortal Palace style of fighting. They relied on their wealth to project a large number of magical treasures into their primordial spirits, using their numbers to overwhelm the few. At the same time, their own Dao body was also transformed and hidden among the magical treasures, so that the Blood God Child could not capture them. They only used these Tai Sui deities to resist the Blood God Child's evil soul invasion, intending to rely on a large number of magical treasures to withstand the Blood God Child's great technique, trap him in the formation, and wait for the rest of the group to join the attack.

Without a word, Chen Xuantian manifested his Dharma form, transforming into a twelve-foot-tall blood-robed Dharma body. Standing atop a cloud, he drew his bow to its fullest extent and released an arrow with the force of a shooting star, driving a crimson arrow straight into the gate of the Immortal Palace.

The six guardian deities of the Six Ding and Six Jia immediately shot out beams of divine light, wildly striking with swords, spears, axes, and blades, attempting to forcibly suppress and shatter the red arrow.

Surprisingly, the crimson arrow was also easily broken, shattered by the precious light, leaving a large patch of blood-red execution tokens on the gate of the immortal palace. The guardian generals looked at each other in bewilderment, wondering what strange trick this was from the Blood Talisman Heavenly Book.

Indeed, the Blood Scroll Heavenly Book contains supernatural powers and techniques with endless uses, but Chen Xuantian wouldn't know so many secret techniques. He's only been practicing this one move from beginning to end. Besides, with this level of primordial spirit strength, what other moves do he need? He can just cast a buff and activate it!
"Blood Flame Overlord Blade! Soul-Splitting Decapitation!!!"

"Shh-!"

Instantly, a flash of crimson light appeared between heaven and earth, and the crimson clouds that had covered the sun and clouds transformed into a crescent-shaped blood blade, slashing towards the flying island of the immortal palace!
Break! Break! Break!
Kill, kill, kill!
Auspicious dragon and crane! Slay them!

Fairy of Yaochi! Slay her!

Magnificent palaces and jade towers! Slay them!

I don't care about your Tai Sui Golden Body! What Ding Jia Divine Generals! What Flying Island Immortal Palace!
One strike and you're all gone!

"cut--!"

"boom!!"

"Hiss... The Blood Flame Overlord Blade is terrifying!"

From afar, the palace to the south was cleaved in two with a single slash! Celestial birds and mythical beasts, dreams and illusions, all vanished like smoke, cut in two by a single blow. Golden-armored generals, ripped in half at the waist, fell from the sky like a rain of meteors!
Not only were the other three Nascent Soul experts so frightened that they stopped in their tracks, but Ji Chongguang, who was supporting one of his junior sisters and brothers with each hand and doing his best to transfer his power to heal them beside the Chaos Cauldron, was also shocked!

"Senior brother! This demon actually cleaved a Nascent Soul cultivator in two with a single strike! Such astonishing skill suggests he is one of the few true masters of the Duan clan! We should retreat for now!"

Cang Ming fell silent for a moment. Although his eyes were injured, he was the least wounded, and his mind was still sharp, so he had naturally witnessed that terrifying slash. Although he was very unwilling, he had to admit...

"The Bloodflame Overlord Blade lives up to its name; its power is truly astounding. Moreover, I didn't sense the slightest blade intent. Is it because my comprehension is insufficient, or is this person's skill far beyond my imagination, reaching the legendary, unprecedented realm of 'no blade'..."

Cang Ming silently gazed at the giant cauldron, reaching out to touch the cicada patterns on its surface, but even the heat from the scorching heat on his palm did not elicit a reaction.
“Junior Sister Chongguang, I have a cloud seal here, which was left to me by Senior Brother. You can take it and go first.”

"No way! We'll go together!"

Cang Ming shook his head and said,
"I was ordered to guard the Chaos Cauldron. If I lose the cauldron, I will not be able to explain it to my senior brother. Besides, if I can hold on for a little longer, the pill will be completed, and then all living beings in the world may have a chance to survive."

But no matter what, someone has to stay here to protect the Dharma and maintain the Yin-Yang Formation. You don't need to sacrifice yourselves with me in vain..."

"Then I'll stay with you until the very end! Senior Brother Cangming, actually, I have feelings for you..."

However, before she could finish speaking, Cangming had already stuffed the cloud seal into Cangyun's hand.

The yellow-faced boy opened his eyes and nodded.

"Senior brother, take care."

The next instant, a strong wind swept across their faces, and the cloud seals transformed into a hurricane, enveloping Cangyun, Chongguang, and Youying. Like a white dragon soaring through the clouds, they flew straight into the sky and broke through the formation in an instant.

"Take care of yourself……"

Cang Ming nodded, gazing at the sky, then slowly turned his head, his eyes, blinded by acid, looking at the silkworm cocoons at his feet. Suddenly, he spoke.
Is what you're saying true?

The cocoon remained motionless, as if the person inside had suffocated.

Cang Ming was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"Okay, I'll trust you this once. I have nowhere else to go anyway."

Then he reached out and, by unraveling the mystery, pulled out a sword.

With a flash of red light, Chen Xuantian landed on the ground and threw the severed head in his hand aside.

"What a bunch of good-for-nothings! They put on a grand show, but they run away faster than anyone else. They're as pathetic as ever."

"Hey, you guys from Emei, it has to be you! Come out and play a couple of rounds!"

Responding to his call, Cangming picked up his sword, stood up, and stepped out of the Yin-Yang Formation.

Chen Xuantian's smile vanished.
Where is your face?

There were no wounds, no scars, and no facial features.

Cangming's face was like a smooth egg, flat and even, like a white steamed bun.

He was still wearing the Emei Taoist robe, and in his hand he held a sword.

The sword is four feet two inches long, made of Qingzhang River water, reinforced with stone, adorned with patterned jade, and covered with rhinoceros horn. Its edge is as bright as frost.

Sword Inscription Xuan Ying.

(End of this chapter)