Becoming a Martial Master: Starting as a Swordsmith

"Old Ox!"

The other demons reacted and roared as they pounced on the dark figure.

But the blade, like a nimble snake, grazed their necks.

Blood splattered!

In an instant, four demons, whom mortals feared like tigers, died here, without even having a chance to retaliate.

The newcomer's martial prowess is evident!

"Didn't expect that, did you? We went and came back, reaping the benefits without lifting a finger! Hmph, you demons and monsters, how dare you enjoy such a divine creature?"

A richly dressed young man deftly sheathed his longsword.

He then reached out and grabbed the fallen spiritual plant, his heart pounding with excitement.

Obtaining this item will greatly enhance his abilities.

But at that moment, something unexpected happened!

The falling spiritual plant suddenly veered sideways, causing the man to miss his grasp.

The man was startled, seeing the spiritual plant undulating in the air. He grew anxious and channeled his energy to grab the tendon net.

Fortunately, he had already caught the spiritual plant before it could escape.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The man looked at the spiritual plant with a broad smile.

He had just pulled the spirit plant out of the net, his face still beaming with fervor and joy, when suddenly a slightly anthropomorphic expression appeared on the plant's surface, and it chuckled at the man.

With a loud "bang!"

The spiritual plant exploded in the man's hands, leaving him covered in soot and dust, a far cry from his previous nonchalant demeanor.

"Damn it! That beast, Kiriyama-kun! How dare he deceive me with a trick!"

The man was so badly injured by the explosion that he nearly coughed up blood. Holding his longsword, he roared at the full moon.

"No, I must get my hands on this spiritual plant!"

At the same time, deep within the misty old peak, a tiger's roar seemed to come from, and upon closer listening, the roar carried a hint of anger!

......

The fire in the dilapidated temple was dying down.

The firelight cast shadows on the wall, which flickered and swayed with the dancing flames.

After finishing the last rabbit leg, Shen Chu casually tossed the bone into the fire. Then, she found a clean corner not far from the fire and lay down on her side.

He pulled the bundle over himself, then closed his eyes.

After a short while, his breathing became long and even, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The dilapidated temple fell silent immediately.

The old man glanced in Shen Chu's direction, and after confirming that he was asleep, he breathed a slight sigh of relief.

But he remained seated cross-legged, eyes closed, as if meditating.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he even started snoring softly.

However, under the cover of his snoring, he slightly opened his eyelids and deliberately made a sound.

But Shen Chu's breathing rhythm remained unchanged.

A slow smile crept onto the old man's lips.

He slowly stood up, and as he straightened his back, the old man's previously hunched figure grew taller inch by inch, his spine making cracking sounds.

When the old man stood up, both the boy and the woman shrank back slightly. The boy turned his head away, and the woman hugged him.

The old man walked up to Shen Chu, looking down at him. Seeing Shen Chu's vibrant energy, he licked his lips and muttered to himself:

"I was just worried about not having anywhere to replenish my blood and energy, and then this fresh and tender one was delivered. It just so happens that my luck has improved."

As he spoke, he no longer hesitated, and his hand, shrouded in a grayish-black mist, slowly descended towards Shen Chu's head.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch Shen Chu's crown, Shen Chu's eyes suddenly snapped open!

Those eyes were clear and calm, without a trace of the confusion of just waking up.

Shen Chu had never truly fallen asleep, having been waiting for this moment to arrive!

Immediately afterwards, a silver blade flashed in the darkness!

His hand, already poised on the hilt of the sword, was ready to strike at the same instant the old man's claws fell. The long sword was already drawn, accompanied by a sharp whooshing sound, and slashed straight at the outstretched withered claws!

The old man was shocked; he never expected that a young traveler who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old would...

To have such a swift reaction and such ruthless skill!

In his haste, the old man tried to back down, but Shen Chu's strike had been brewing for a long time and was extremely fast!

With a tearing sound, three fingers were severed at the base.

No blood flowed from the incision; instead, a trickle of grayish-black mucus oozed out!

"what!"

The old man let out a sharp cry of pain, staggered back several steps, and looked down at the oozing fluid from his severed finger.

He looked up at Shen Chu, his eyes filled with a mixture of shock and anger. "You...you weren't asleep?!"

Shen Chu flipped and leaped up, kicking up the scabbard on the ground, catching it with his hand, and simultaneously holding the long sword horizontally in front of him.

He looked at the old man opposite him, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips: "You've been waiting for me all night, and finally couldn't hold back anymore?"

The old man's face was extremely gloomy.

He stared intently at Shen Chu, then suddenly let out a sharp whistle.

With that howl, his disguise completely crumbled.

The old man's body swelled up dramatically, his clothes were torn, and a layer of bluish-gray scales appeared on his skin.

The old man's eyes turned into vertical pupils, his forked tongue flickered in and out of his mouth, and a foul stench began to emanate from him.

This is actually a snake demon that has cultivated itself into a spirit!

The boy in the corner, seeing this scene, was so frightened that he huddled up in a ball, covering his mouth tightly with both hands, afraid of making a sound.

The woman's body was trembling slightly. She turned her head away, not daring to look again, but she did not run away, as if her legs had been nailed to the spot.

The snake demon ignored the two people.

His entire attention was focused on the young man in front of him.

monster!

It really is a monster!

Upon seeing the snake demon, Shen Chu was not alarmed but rather delighted. His courage surged, and he looked at the snake demon as if he had spotted prey.

The black-faced leader's lost experience points have finally been taken care of!

"You little brat, dare to fight back? I'll eat you alive!"

Seeing Shen Chu's scrutinizing gaze, the snake demon felt a surge of anger. He stomped his feet off the ground and pounced on Shen Chu!

At the same time, his hands transformed into two sharp claws, the tips of which glowed with a ghostly green light, clearly carrying a deadly poison!

Although Shen Chu was not afraid, he did not dare to be careless. He quickly turned his feet and dodged the sweeping claw.

The sharp claws grazed his clothes, lifting up a few pieces of cloth, and struck the wall behind him, leaving three deep claw marks on the rammed earth wall!

What a great speed!

Those claws are so poisonous!

Shen Chu felt a chill run down her spine, but remained calm.

Using the momentum from his sidestep, he flicked his wrist, sending his longsword arcing through the air as it slashed back towards the snake demon's ribs.

The snake demon's scales are hard and difficult to damage with ordinary swords, but the silver-patterned meteorite iron seems to have a natural restraining effect on this kind of monster!

As the blade sliced ​​through the scales, it produced a piercing scraping sound. Although it did not break through the snake demon's scales, it left a shallow white mark on the surface!