Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 427 Descending the Mountain, Vanquishing the Demon!
Jitian Cliff, Ye Family.

Ye Shaoying, the head of the Ye family, stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking out of the mountain. Behind him stood a young man with a sinister face.

"What a pity."

Ye Shaoying sighed, a sense of helplessness in his eyes. If the Demon-Slaying Master and his Ye family were of one mind, he would never have done such a thing.

After all, what's the difference between this and cutting off one's own arm?

'It's a pity that Guangji will have to dedicate himself to the sword path sooner or later. Since that's the case, it doesn't matter when he does. We might as well try to secure more benefits for the Ye family.'

"After all, it is my Ye family that has nurtured him step by step to where he is today. Without our family's support, he wouldn't have achieved his current cultivation level and status. Moreover, the greater and stronger the family's power, the more likely it is that we will bring him back in the future. I imagine he would be quite happy to do so."

Ye Shaoying quickly convinced herself.

Or rather, this is the operating principle of the Sword Pavilion, but the Demon-Slaying True Man has always been at odds with it, so now he is to be excluded.

"Ye Cheng".

Ye Shaoying looked at the young man beside her and said softly, "Guangji had no children during his lifetime, so after his death, there was no one to inherit the [Unkilling Sword] and other items."

"I cannot stand by and watch its incense burn out."

"After today, you will offer incense in the family genealogy and be adopted into Guangji's family. I hope you will make good use of the [Unkillable Sword] and restore Guangji's glory in the future."

Upon hearing this, Ye Cheng immediately cupped his hands in greeting, his handsome face contorted with excitement, his eyes gleaming with a light that reflected not only the joy of rising to the top but also the satisfaction of avenging a great grudge. Clearly, he had long harbored resentment towards the Demon-Slaying Master who had stripped him of all his status with a single sentence.

'This man deserves to be in this situation!'

Upon realizing this, Ye Cheng even wanted to burst into laughter, but as time passed, the expression on his face gradually became stiff.

—The Demon-Slaying Immortal's aura has not yet dissipated.

Not only that, even the Evil-Repelling Immortal and the Buddha of Bright Light, who were already preparing to open the champagne in the Abyss of the Earth, were somewhat stunned, seemingly not yet having reacted.

'what happened? ’

Master Quexie frowned slightly, a sense of foreboding rising in his heart. However, he quickly suppressed this premonition.

'There won't be any surprises. I've cultivated sword intent my whole life; how could I not understand? To kill with the sword intent of non-killing—such a massive conflict—how could the sword intent remain unscathed? It will inevitably self-destruct. Once destroyed, its destiny will be uncontrollable, and it will inevitably begin to sacrifice its sword path position!'

The inevitable result was the death of the Demon-Slaying Master.

How could there be an accident?

There can't be any accidents!

However, as time passed, the aura of the Demon-Slaying True Man outside the Sword Pavilion remained unchanged, and the Golden Seeking that should have appeared never did.

"Master, send someone to take a look."

Master Quexie spoke, his gaze shifting to Master Guangming: "You've been here for so long, it's time you did something."

Upon seeing this, the Buddhist disciple Guangming immediately clasped his hands together in prayer:

He was scared.

This is normal, because he was also afraid. The reason he dared to scheme like this was because he was certain that the Demon-Slaying Master would die afterward and would never be able to retaliate.

But what if the Demon-Slaying Master is injured but doesn't die?
That would be a big deal.

Especially now that the Demon-Slaying Master's [Sword Intent of Non-Killing] has been broken, if his outdated and foolish philosophy of non-killing is also broken as a result...
".Amitabha!"

Upon realizing this, the true form of the Buddha Guangming, who was in the Pure Land, suddenly opened his eyes and gasped. He dared not get involved in such bad luck.

So it's definitely impossible for me to go see for myself.

Fortunately, his Pure Land was vast, and he had plenty of cannon fodder to spare. Thinking of this, he immediately had an idea and summoned a Dharma protector monk from outside the temple.

"Vimalakirti, go to Jian Ge."

"Huh? Me?"

The monk was taken aback upon hearing this, but since the Buddha had spoken, how could a Pure Land Venerable, who was equivalent to a Great True Person in the late Foundation Establishment stage, possibly have the right to refuse?

He had no choice but to bow and accept the order, then flew away on a beam of Buddhist light. Jiangnan, outside the gates of Jian Ge Mountain.

Lu Yang placed his hands in front of him, looked down at his nose, and stood properly in place, experiencing the "meaning" that permeated the world at that moment.

This feeling was like being pierced by a thousand arrows and torn to pieces. Even though there was nothing around him, he still felt the intense pain of being slowly sliced ​​to death. This was only because he was protected by [Sword Intent]. Otherwise, he would have been affected by it and his real-world state, just like everyone else.
"what!!!"

"No, I was wrong! Demon-Slaying Immortal, I was wrong!"

Spare us.

"do not want!"

Looking around, Lü Yang saw that the people who had been brought by the old man Mo Shiyuan were now rolling on the ground, tears streaming down their faces, begging for mercy.

And this wasn't even the Demon-Slaying Master punishing them.

"It only happened because the Demon-Slaying Master's emotions fluctuated too much, and he couldn't control his [sword intent]. And this fluctuation was caused by you."

Make your own way!

However, to Lü Yang's dismay and admiration, as the screams of these people rang out, the Demon-Slaying Master also snapped out of his daze.

The next second, the terrifying sword intent that made people feel the pain of being slowly sliced ​​apart actually gradually subsided. In a short while, the wind and clouds dispersed, and there was no more abnormality on the spot. Only the Demon-Slaying True Man, dressed in blood, stood quietly on the spot, his sword-like eyebrows calmly looking down at everyone.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, Lü Yang saw the aura above his head begin to expand dramatically, about to break through a certain barrier and lead him into a place of no return.

But the next second—

"Wait a little longer."

The four words were spoken very politely. The Demon-Slaying Master looked up at the sky, cupped his hands in a gesture of supplication, but before he could receive a response, he had already made his move.

The index and middle fingers stand side by side like a sword.

In an instant, a sword intent that was completely different from the sword intent of non-killing, yet in no way inferior, and even stronger, emerged from his fingertips!

"Wow—!"

In an instant, Lu Yang, who was closest to the sword intent, felt everything go black before his eyes. His divine sense, which had landed on that sword intent, was suddenly annihilated!

Not only that, but all the spiritual energy, Taoist magic, light, and everything else in the small area at the fingertips of the Demon-Slaying Master were annihilated at this moment. As a result, the final manifestation of the [Sword Intent] was not sword energy, but a black hole-like sphere, quietly suspended in mid-air.

'This is... [killing]?'

The Demon-Slaying Master was open and aboveboard, making no attempt to conceal his intentions, so everyone could sense that this was a sword intent related to [killing].

However, this is not a sword that kills.

It is not targeted at any individual, but encompasses the entire universe, all things, and all creation, and is a sword intent that kills all without distinction between friend and foe!
这 是
'The Sword that Slays the Heavens!?'

The sword light flashed away.

The next second, the magnificent fortune that was about to break through the limit above the Demon-Slaying Master's head was cut off in mid-air and then quietly dissipated.

Sever your destiny!
With just this one sword strike, the Demon-Slaying Master, who was about to be forced to seek gold, regained his composure. Although the lost fortune was recovering at an even faster pace, he had gained some more time, just as he said—to let certain people with good intentions wait a little longer.

“Severe Owl”.

Lu Yang was startled, only to see the Demon-Slaying Master turn around, calmly looking at him, and say indifferently, "I wish to do something. Are you willing to accompany me?"

"Disciple is willing."

Lu Yang quickly bowed and asked, "What does Master wish to do?"

Before the words were even finished, the Demon-Slaying Master flicked his sleeve, placed one hand on the hilt of the Unkillable Sword at his waist, and casually gave his answer:

"Go to the Pure Land."

Descend the mountain and vanquish the demon!
(End of this chapter)