I forge immortality with spiritual treasures.

Chapter 103 Left-Way Cultivator
Almost the instant that dark flying sword appeared.

Ying Chan had already reacted, summoned the Qiankun Bow, and immediately drew the bow and fired a shot.

The arrow, seemingly real yet ethereal, its light intertwined, coalesced into a form and instantly transformed into a streak of light, shooting out with perfect precision. It intercepted the dark flying sword right in front of Jiang Haiyue!

Clang——!
The rainbow struck the dark light, producing a metallic clang.

The arrows that Ying Chan had hastily gathered scattered in response, but the dark flying sword also dimmed slightly, its fierce momentum halted and it was knocked sideways and deflected.

The dark flying sword attempted to turn its blade around and launch another attack.

However, without the advantage of surprise, it is difficult for it to pose a threat again for the time being.

In an instant, Jiang Haiyue had escaped from the life-or-death crisis.

"Good junior brother—!"

Jiang Haiyue was overjoyed and dodged the dark flying sword. He immediately turned into a streak of light and fled.

The two-headed serpent suddenly swung its body, still trying to pursue and entangle, but Jiang Haiyue raised his hand and pointed, and two streams of Gui Water Yin Lightning struck down, hitting the serpent's head squarely.

This time, there was no mercy left; one of its snake heads was instantly blasted to pieces.

This monster is truly tenacious; it blew off one of the snake's heads, yet instead of dying, it revealed its ferocious nature.

Before it could even unleash its power, several more streaks of light flew through the air, piercing its long body. One of them even shot through its eye and head, instantly taking away its last vestige of life.

Jiang Haiyue turned around and saw Ying Chan standing proudly in mid-air, holding a bow in his hand, ready to fire, his sharpness radiating everywhere!
"Junior brother, your archery skills are superb!"

Jiang Haiyue's spirits lifted, and he joined Ying Chan, saying, "If it weren't for my junior brother's help this time, I'm afraid I would have perished."

"I will always remember this kindness."

"Senior brother, there's no need for further words," Ying Chan said. "Let's focus on the present moment first."

Jiang Haiyue nodded, his brows furrowed as he gazed at the dark, flying sword.

Perhaps because the two had joined forces, the flying sword could not find a weakness and did not rush to attack. Instead, it hovered in the air, its sword light flickering.

"Hmph." Seeing this, Jiang Haiyue said in a deep voice, "You fiends of the Sky Tower Sect, why don't you show yourselves?"

"Skyscraper?" Ying Chan's heart skipped a beat.

He seemed to have heard of the Skyscraper faction, which he believed to be a major unorthodox sect.

The term "left path" refers to a type of unorthodox Taoist practitioner who still follows the Taoist path of cultivation, but whose beliefs are quite different from those of orthodox Taoist practitioners.

Ying Chan had read an example in the book, which said that some unorthodox cultivators would use the Purple River Chariot Method when refining Qi, that is, taking a person's placenta and refining it, so that they could force themselves to break through by entering the evil method of fetal breathing, without having to gradually open the Xuan Aperture, and thus cultivate Xuan Light.

Of course, such a method is not only evil, but also forced growth and has an unstable foundation. Even if one cultivates to the point of enlightenment, the future is not bright.

However, even if unorthodox paths are so, many are driven by short-sighted gains, neglect the essentials for the trivial, or abandon the essential for the trivial... naturally they are not favored by orthodox Taoist practitioners.

Unexpectedly, this trip will lead to encounters with heretical cultivators.

The other party has not shown up yet, and it is unknown how Jiang Haiyue saw through the flaw.

As Ying Chan was pondering, a cold laugh suddenly rang out from mid-air: "You fool, you killed my precious Chi Lian, and you still dare to reveal your grandfather's identity."

"How can I not kill you?"

Before the words were even finished, the dark flying sword suddenly flickered, tracing a tricky arc as it hurtled towards the two of them.

"You cunning scoundrel, I tricked you!"

Jiang Haiyue laughed instead of getting angry, and shouted, "I haven't settled the score with you for ambushing and killing me yet!"

"Bring it on, let's see who has the superior magic."

Despite this, he did not lose his caution and whispered to Ying Chan, "These heretics may not have the same magical foundation as us, but they have many evil methods. Junior brother, please be careful." "And his flying sword, if I am not mistaken, must be the Blood Essence Turbid Hook of the Sky Tower Sect."

"This hook may not be as sharp as an ordinary flying sword, but it is consecrated with the turbid aura of blood. It not only taints magical artifacts and spells, but also corrupts the body. You must not be harmed by it."

"Hmph, I've heard that to forge this Blood Essence Turbid Hook, one must slaughter at least a thousand lives. These heretics are truly hateful..."

“My junior brother is supporting me from the side; I will fight him.”

No sooner had Jiang Haiyue finished speaking than the Blood Yuan Yuan Sha Hook arrived.

This unorthodox cultivator's swordsmanship was indeed ruthless and cunning; he aimed straight for the head with his first strike.

Jiang Haiyue raised his hand and unleashed a Gui Water Yin Lightning. The Blood Essence Turbid Hook seemed to have anticipated this, and with a slight turn of its sword, it dodged the Yin Lightning and then attacked his chest and abdomen.

The reason why sword cultivators are stronger than magic cultivators is fully demonstrated in this one exchange.

Fortunately, Jiang Haiyue was also prepared.

Seeing the Blood Essence Turbid Hook approaching, Jiang Haiyue neither dodged nor avoided it. He made a hand seal, and a ball of Xuan Shui True Qi suddenly appeared around his body, blocking the Blood Essence Turbid Hook.

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When a sword's edge meets water, there is naturally no earth-shattering collision, but a tooth-grinding corrosive sound is heard, like boiling oil being poured onto snow, sizzling and crackling.

The moment the Blood Essence Turbid Hook pierced the Profound Water True Qi, the killing power and speed of the sword decreased sharply, but the spiritual light within it also began to shake violently, and a turbid color could be seen spreading out with the naked eye.

In a short while, this pure water vapor had become almost filthy.

"What a vicious flying sword."

Jiang Haiyue's eyelids twitched.

This Xuan Shui True Qi is no ordinary spell; it was refined through his painstaking efforts, and once it's used up, it can never be replenished.

Although he was somewhat prepared, it was still quite unexpected that he was so easily defiled.

"Well, now that I've given up the Xuan Shui True Qi, I should at least make some contribution."

Jiang Haiyue endured the pain, took out a precious mirror, and before the Blood Essence Turbid Hook could get rid of the Xuan Shui True Qi, he shone it on the sword.

In an instant, the Blood Essence Turbid Hook seemed to freeze. The sword trembled slightly for a moment before falling into complete silence. Jiang Haiyue shook the treasure mirror again, and the Blood Essence Turbid Hook slowly flew into the mirror.

"Hahahaha!"

Jiang Haiyue laughed loudly: "Unorthodox methods, truly ignorant! Do you think I can't do anything to a mere flying sword?"

"I've taken your Blood Essence Hook, let's see what else you can do!"

Seeing this, Ying Chan couldn't help but nod slightly.

Jiang Haiyue was, after all, a disciple of Xuandu. Not only was his magic skill superb, but his magical artifacts were also quite mysterious. With the two working together, he captured the opponent's flying sword in just one round.

In this way, they have gained the upper hand in this battle of wits...

Ying Chan was thinking this when, before Jiang Haiyue could finish speaking, a cold snort suddenly came from mid-air: "Seeking your own death!"

The next moment, a loud bang!
The entire valley seemed to tremble slightly, and the water in the deep pool below splashed. Then, a wisp of cold white vapor surged out, as if an ice dragon was leaping out of the abyss.

"This is……"

Jiang Haiyue's expression changed drastically: "Mysterious Ice True Fiend? This demon has already begun to refine fiendish energy?"

"Oh no, junior brother, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)