Embers of Sword

Chapter 73: Soul Burial Song (Fourth Update!)
"Mr. Xie."

"Don't call me Mr. Xie."

"Young Master Xie?"

"Don't either."

"What should I call you then?"

Yuan Yi, holding his sword and reed, followed Xie Xuanyi carefully. The willow leaf token was lifted by his Yuan power and suspended in the air, guiding the two of them through the darkness... The Bai Ze Secret Realm was much larger than expected, and it was very much like a maze. This dark area had countless intersections and was very complicated, and there were also many formations in operation.

Xie Xuanyi stopped.

He looked at the little girl beside him and said helplessly: "I'm older than you think..."

Yuan Yi’s eyes.

He had seen it many times when he was young.

Longing, admiration, and a hint of fear.

If it weren't for the fact that Yuan Yi needed to be infused with spirit and soul and use "willow leaf" to lead the way, Xie Xuanyi would not have taken her on the road.

This is a burden and a hassle.

Another important point...

Xie Xuanyi likes to get along with evil cultivators, big demons, and other bad guys like that. When facing such beings, he will kill when he says to kill, and draw his sword when he says to draw his sword. It is clean and neat, and he will never drag his feet.

But if it’s a girl like Yuan Yi, it’s different.

There must be a reason for a swordsman to draw his sword.

When he was young, Xie Xuanyi told himself that the reason he drew his sword was to allow kind and innocent people to live a better life.

Some things can't be faked.

Xie Xuanyi could see that Yuan Yi was a flower grown in a greenhouse. The Hundred Flowers Valley protected her very well, but such a person should not become a sword cultivator.

"up to you."

Xie Xuanyi paused and said, "My name is not important."

Yuan Yi was not stupid. She knew that she probably talked too much and made Xie Zhen unhappy, so she said "oh" apologetically and stood obediently behind Xie Xuanyi.

"Boom, boom, boom."

There was a shaking and roaring sound coming from the darkness.

The originally impenetrable stone wall in front of Xie Xuanyi slowly moved away with a trembling sound, leaving a wide path.

This secret place is moving all the time.

Xie Xuanyi said softly: "If you have nothing to do, just write down the way you came here."

Yuan Yi blinked.

"The interior of this secret realm is constantly changing. There should be nearly a hundred areas, which are constantly cut, pieced together, and changed."

Xie Xuanyi said slowly: "Even if these Southern Border cultivators recruited by the Chu family launched a fierce attack at the first opportunity... the news must have spread. The survivors of Baihua Valley, with the 'willow leaf' sensing their location, will most likely unite and form an alliance."

In his opinion.

Baihua Valley suffered heavy casualties in the first wave of attacks, but the entire army was not wiped out.

"So where we are going next, will there be many surviving sisters?"

Yuan Yi was very nervous, and there was some expectation in his voice: "The willow leaf token can only be used by those disciples who practice the Hundred Flower Valley's mental method... Even if it is obtained by those evil people, it will be useless."

"If so, that would be best."

Xie Xuanyi shook his head.

He was not optimistic about this matter... Although only the disciples of Baihua Valley could activate the willow leaf.

But Chu Man’s spiritual realm should not be underestimated.

If the skinny ghost, the fleshy Buddha, the old woman, and the boy are all evil cultivators from Southern Xinjiang in the Cave Heaven Realm.

Then, as the true commander, Chu Man's tactics will only be more sophisticated and more ruthless!
……

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"Go faster!"

A loud shout came from the darkness.

A female disciple from Baihua Valley, her clothes stained with blood, was pushed and staggered forward. Her eyes were filled with humiliation, her hair was disheveled, and a snow-white and clean child was riding on her neck.

The child shouted and waved the whip as if he was riding a horse.

Snap!
The long whip broke through the air and hit the female disciple's back, tearing her clothes and splashing blood.

"Well……"

The female disciple groaned in pain. As if she had made up her mind, she turned around suddenly and slammed her forehead against the stone wall beside her. But the child was quick-witted and pressed the girl's jaw with both hands, forcibly bending her jaw back.

If you look carefully, you will find it.

In fact, it was not that the child was quick, but that there were countless silver-white translucent threads stuck to the female disciple's limbs.

The other end of the silk threads was held in the old woman's palm at the end of her sleeve.

"enough!"

Chu Man couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

She said expressionlessly, "There is only one survivor like him. If you kill him, I will bury you in the North Sea forever."

Hear the words.

The child, who was smiling happily and having fun before, suddenly froze in laughter.

He shrank his neck and left the female disciple's neck angrily.

With both hands gently pressing the latter's shoulders, the child leaped into the air and landed on the shoulder of the meat Buddha beside him, then lay down obediently, the grin disappearing from his face.

"How much longer?"

Chu Man, wearing a gray shirt and carrying a piano on his back, stopped.

Behind her followed the old woman, the Flesh Buddha, and the young child, three people in the Cave Heaven Realm.

The female disciple from Baihua Valley had a painful expression on her face, with tears in her eyes... But after hearing Chu Man's voice, she slowly moved over while her body was shaking violently.

Not only this body is not hers.

Her soul does not belong to her either.

If Chu Man asked, she had to answer honestly.

"Follow the guidance of the willow leaf...go forward a hundred feet and then turn three more corners."

The female disciple's voice was shaking badly. After answering the question, she begged for mercy: "Please kill me, please, kill me!"

"..."

Chu Man looked calm and waved her sleeves.

"Keep leading the way."

The female disciple's eyes were dim, completely devoid of light. She turned around again and took slow steps forward like a zombie.

Not long after.

Chu Man brought his subordinates to an empty hall.

This is the first time I have seen a "building" after entering the Bai Ze Secret Realm for such a long time. This secret realm may seem to occupy a small area, but it is actually full of secrets. I have been walking for so long but have always been in the outer area.

"It seems that Baihua Valley is lucky."

Chu Man looked at the hall in front of him and said softly, "Someone was transported to the core area when he first entered the secret realm. It's really enviable."

"Does Willow have any other instructions?"

She looked at the female disciple.

The female disciple shook her head painfully.

"So, those disciples from the Hundred Flower Valley who managed to escape earlier have all fled to this hall."

The meat Buddha looked at the hall and murmured, "It looks very quiet here."

"This is the secret place of the ancient saints."

Chu Man said faintly: "Seeing is not necessarily believing."

She walked slowly to the entrance of the hall.

In front of the main hall door, a deep blue Taoist pattern slowly emerged.

Chu Man slowly stretched out her hands and pressed her palms in front of the Dao pattern. The next moment, the Dao pattern rippled like water waves, and the scene inside the hall gradually became clear. At the other end of the Dao pattern in the hall, twenty feet away, several disciples of Baihua Valley with bloodstained clothes were sitting in front of the hall to rest.

Their expressions were pale, but their eyes were bloodshot, staring intently at the Chu family members in front of the Dao pattern.

"Everyone is like that."

Chu Man smiled slightly and said, "I've kept you waiting for a long time."

This Dao pattern seems to have a shielding effect... but in fact, before it is opened, you can see the outside scene from the inside!
The reason why the hall seems so quiet.

It was because these disciples who were barely surviving in the Hundred Flowers Valley were still hoping for a lucky break, hoping to escape. It was a pity.

Chu Man did not give them this opportunity.

She pressed the Dao pattern with both hands and tore it apart. The azure water curtain burst out with the sound of brocade breaking.

The next moment, Chu Man frowned, and she leaned back without warning, her whole body making a bridge-like posture. Then, a flying sword with murderous intent flew out from the gap in the Dao pattern and instantly pierced into the body of an evil cultivator from Southern Xinjiang behind Chu Man!
Under the gazes of dozens of people!

"Bang" sound!
The body of that evil cultivator exploded directly, turning into a blood mist all over the sky!
Chu Man's body was almost parallel to the ground as she swept backwards. She stared expressionlessly at the slowly closing water curtain with Taoist patterns.

It was really dangerous just now.

Fortunately, my heart sensed the danger in advance... otherwise, this flying sword would have pierced my chest.

Then the one who exploded into blood mist would be yourself!
"If I remember correctly, there should be another cave master alive in Baihua Valley." The old woman said in a hoarse voice: "It seems that guy is also hiding behind the hall."

That cave heaven was hiding behind the Dao pattern, waiting for the moment when someone would tear open the formation!
Chu Man let out a deep breath.

She looked at the old woman, who understood and raised her hand.

Countless threads intertwined in the air. The disciple from Baihua Valley, whose face was covered in tears, stiffened his body and took an uncontrollable step forward.

She tried to open her mouth and speak.

She wanted to say, "Kill me."

But his soul, body...are not under his control.

She couldn't make a sound.

In the end, she could only stand in front of the hall door, stretch out her hands, repeat Chu Man's previous actions, and try to tear open the entrance pattern with brute force.

Fortunately, the flying sword of Baihua Valley showed no mercy. The moment the Dao pattern was broken, it flew out like an arrow and pierced directly through her chest.

Amid the violent explosion of sword energy, the female disciple was also blown into a bloody mist.

This scene surprised many evil cultivators in southern Xinjiang.

Chu Man watched in silence as blood splashed all over the sky.

This is indeed a wise move. Once mercy is shown, the formation in the hall will be broken immediately.

I have to say that the remaining Cave Heaven Realm cultivator in Baihua Valley is a man of great courage.

"Very decisive, but unfortunately, it was useless."

She stood in front of the Dao pattern and said calmly: "I will give you ten breaths to open the Dao pattern. I swear in the name of the Chu family, if you surrender now, I will spare your lives. But if you don't surrender, all of you will die in this hall."

Ten breaths passed quickly.

Chu Man didn't wait for his response. She looked normal, which was just as he expected.

The survivors of Baihua Valley chose to hide here because they were determined to fight the final battle.

This also illustrates a point.

This hall is their last stronghold.

"Everyone, you still have one more chance to choose."

Chu Man said faintly: "This time, before making a choice, I would like you to listen to the last song first."

She took down the guqin from behind, untied the black cloth covering the zither's base, then sat down facing the hall.

The old woman, the young child, and the flesh Buddha tactfully stepped back.

The child threw out several talismans, covering everyone.

But even so...

Everyone covered their ears.

Chu Man closed her eyes and placed her hands on the strings. The moment her fingertips touched the strings, her whole aura changed.

"Buzz!"

With her delicate hands, she plucked the strings of the zither, producing the first invisible sound.

This sound wave was invisible and it crashed through the rippling blue water patterns and directly flowed into the hall!
What followed was layer upon layer of sound waves, rolling in like a tide!

It is still the song of the sea.

But this time, the music was completely different from that on the Po Lu.

Every time Chu Man plucked the strings, she was filled with murderous intent... The Taoist patterns laid out at the entrance of the hall could block the field of vision and the body, but they could not block the spread of the sound of the soul. So, this song "Song of the Sea" that was used to relax the heart, at this moment, every syllable burst out, became a sharp blade that killed people invisibly!
Dozens or even hundreds of sound wave blades overlapped and crashed into the hall!

The Dao pattern is now opened from the inside!

A fierce figure wearing a white veiled hat, holding a soft sword and full of murderous intent, rushed straight towards Chu Man. This was the only remaining cave heaven in Baihua Valley!
She is also the senior sister of Baihua Valley of this generation, Hong Jing.

"I've heard for a long time that the swordsmanship of Baihua Valley is profound and can compete with that of Dasui Sword Palace."

Chu Man spoke faintly: "I wonder if there is any truth behind this fame? Today I, Chu Man, come to learn from you!"

She continued to pluck the strings, picking up speed.

The distance between the two is about twenty feet.

After the Taoist patterns in the hall fell apart, Hong Jing flew over and slashed with nearly a hundred swords in succession, chopping off all the sound waves of Cang Hai Yin. However, she only took a step forward ten feet. The next ten feet were like a natural chasm. The speed of the sound waves became faster and faster, and the number increased. The invisible sharp blade cut her veil, clothes, and hair into pieces.

The two were only five feet apart.

The blade of Hong Jing's soft sword had been chopped into many holes. She tried her best to use her sword skills, but she had reached her limit.

Five feet.

Blood seeped out of her skin, and in the midst of the violent storm, her white shirt was instantly dyed red by thousands of blood streaks.

This scene is very shocking.

The disciples of Baihua Valley who were trapped in the hall had despair in their eyes.

finally!
After the song of Cang Hai ended, Hong Jing finally came to Chu Man.

The distance between the two was only three feet.

Three feet. This is exactly the distance the sword is pointing.

But unfortunately, Hong Jing no longer had the chance to pass the sword.

The last note.

Chu Man waved her sleeves.

Hong Jing groaned, and thousands of wounds on her body burst open at once. She fell heavily backwards, and her breath stopped.

The Purple Mansion Soul Sea was completely shattered.

Chu Man stared at the pool of blood in front of him and shook his head: "Your swordsmanship is good, but it's still a little bit lacking."

See this scene.

The flesh Buddha, the old woman, and the young child all looked fearful.

This is why they are afraid of Chu Man.

Chu Man’s method of killing is so terrible, and there is no way to defend against it. If you offend Chu Man... you will end up in a miserable and ugly death!

"All right."

Chu Man stood up, she looked towards the hall and said softly: "The next thing is left to you."

The last cave master in Baihua Valley is dead.

The rest...is not enough for chickens and dogs.

It would be easy to kill them all.

Just at this moment, a loud noise suddenly was heard!
boom!
A howl was heard not far away, and the voice was extremely familiar... A skinny figure fell in front of Chu Man, or to be more precise, in front of the Dao pattern in the hall.

The skinny figure had a terrified expression and wide eyes. It was the skinny ghost.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch Chu Man who was not far away.

His hands stretched into the air and his body became completely stiff.

he died.

Chu Man lowered her eyes and looked at the skinny ghost's body... This way of death was very similar to the way the senior sister of Baihua Valley died.

Died of a broken soul.

She raised her head and looked in the direction where the thin ghost was thrown.

It was very dark there, with only a faint firelight. In the firelight stood a young man in black clothes and wearing a conical hat.

Next to the young man in black, there was a trembling girl holding a sword.

Shivering is not due to fear.

But because of anger.

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(PS: 1. Sorry for the long wait. I have no drafts saved and am writing a little slowly now. Today I have updated 1.5 words. I will continue to update tomorrow. In addition, the first order is almost over 2. I beg you to support the first order TAT! . Regarding the inability to jump to the group at the introduction and the end of the article, this is a bug of Qidian. The operators and I are trying to find a solution. I will let you know as soon as there is a result.)
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