Chapter 9

Xu Liu stood expressionlessly outside Li Ke's inner chamber, his mind racing. Li Ke had dared to kill his nephew in the Twin Blades Sect, which was like slapping the Xu family in the face.

It was even a slap in his face!

Xu Ting was the only descendant of the Xu family, the sole bloodline. He was killed by a worthless person, a result that Xu Liu himself found hard to believe.

When he heard the news that his own nephew had been killed by Li Ke, he was completely stunned. He felt the world spinning, and even breathing became difficult.

A sixth-rank family must have a direct bloodline to maintain its core, and Xu Ting was the future hope of the Xu family.

However, he was killed, which was a devastating blow to the entire Xu family.

Xu Liu originally intended to kill Li Ke directly to avenge his nephew and bring Li Ke's body back to the family for the clan members to deal with. But he didn't expect Li Ke to leave first.

"Hiding in the Iron Horse House won't save your life!" Xu Liu's face was dark and unpredictable. The Twin Blades Sect's inner sect had thirteen institutions, each managed by one of the thirteen elders, and the elder in charge of the Iron Horse House was Xu Liu's old rival, Ximen Wushuang.

Ximen Wushuang's strength was on par with Xu Liu's. If they really fought, it would be a fifty-fifty chance.

"Uncle, if we directly go to the Iron Horse House to kill Li Ke, Ximen will have an excuse to say that inner sect disciples have the right to kill outer sect disciples. Then we will be at a disadvantage and won't have another chance to kill that brat Li Ke!" Behind Xu Liu, in front of Xu Zheng, a young man in golden clothes spoke with a gloomy face.

"That's true!" Xu Liu thought for a moment and found the golden-clothed youth's words very reasonable. He said, "I'm not afraid of Ximen Wushuang, but I'm worried about the issue of authority, which might alarm the sect. Then it will be difficult to kill that brat Li Ke again! Xu Liang, do you have any ideas?"

Xu Liu was also very frustrated, wishing he could immediately cut Li Ke into potato slices and chop him into potato strips.

This golden-clothed youth was named Xu Liang. He was not from the Xu family of Hanzhou but was Xu Liu's only disciple, an inner sect disciple of the Twin Blades Sect with a very high status. He was known as the Eastern Wind Prince in the Twin Blades Sect, with a power level higher than Xu Zheng's, and his weapon soul was a sixth-rank orange weapon soul—the Gui Xi Saber.

As the poem says: "I have the Gui Xi Saber, and I will rely on the eastern wind to go." This refers to the Gui Xi Saber.

Xu Liang smiled coldly and said, "Master, how hard is it to kill a horse slave? Just use some connections, spend some money, and have him killed. Why should you do it yourself? Wouldn't that be a waste of your talent?"

"Without killing him with my own hands, I can't relieve my hatred!"

Xu Liu said resentfully, "Xu Liang, I'll leave this matter to you. But don't be careless. Even Xu Zheng is no match for him. Find a few more inner sect disciples. Whatever silver or gold they ask for, I want to see Li Ke's body this time!"

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The Iron Horse House of the Twin Blades Sect was located at the foot of several peaks in the Dragon Slaying Mountains. There was a lake here, shimmering with light. On the lakeside, iron-gray horses galloped freely, causing the wind to howl.

The iron-gray horses were unique metal beasts of the Divine Weapon Continent. Their entire bodies were made of metal, with the lowest rank being iron-grade metal beasts. The rank of these metal beasts was determined by the length of time they had existed.

In general, ten years was low rank, a hundred years was mid-rank, a thousand years was high rank, and ten thousand years was the peak rank. Beyond that was a fundamental breakthrough.

Iron turning to steel, steel turning to copper...

In front of them, the iron-gray horses shimmered with a cold metallic luster, incredibly hard. These iron horses didn't need horseshoes; their iron hooves could trample the grass and kick up thick sand and stones.

Dust flew everywhere!

The tamed iron-gray horses ran incredibly fast, with the peak iron-grade ones capable of traveling a thousand miles a day, truly making them excellent horses.

Not far away, a large and spacious stable stood. Several disciples in golden clothes were leading a group of yellow-clothed and white-clothed disciples to drive the iron-gray horses. Among these disciples were inner sect disciples with low weapon soul ranks, outer sect disciples who had been cultivating for a long time but were still at the eighth level of the Condensation Qi stage, and registered disciples.

"Form up!" Just as Li Ke arrived at the Iron Horse House, a loud shout was heard.

Immediately, the disciples taming the iron-gray horses, whether inner sect, outer sect, or registered disciples, all released the horses and quickly rushed to the large stable.

In front of the large stable, a middle-aged man in a green robe stood straight like a pine tree, his face serious. He looked at the three rows of stable disciples and shouted, "In the Twin Blades Sect, the Iron Horse House has always been a joke! They say this place is a gathering of waste and a paradise for garbage!"

The man in the green robe deliberately paused, looking proudly at the three rows of disciples. None of the disciples looked dejected at being called "waste" or "garbage." He laughed and said, "No! I don't think so! What does it matter if your weapon soul rank is low? What does it matter if your cultivation talent is poor?"

"I believe that in the Iron Horse House, there are no waste weapon souls, only waste people! In three months, there will be a major competition among the disciples of the Twin Blades Sect! I hope you can show all the disciples of the Twin Blades Sect that there is not a single waste in the Iron Horse House!"

The man in the green robe suddenly roared.

"There is not a single waste!"

The three rows of disciples roared in unison. They had been waiting for this day for a long time.

In the Twin Blades Sect, they were ridiculed and bullied by other disciples because of their low weapon soul ranks and poor cultivation talent. But they never gave up because they had a good elder, Ximen Wushuang.

Although their weapon soul ranks were low and their cultivation speed was slow, they never gave up because of Ximen Wushuang's encouragement. They doubled their efforts in cultivation, and to make up for their low weapon soul ranks, they practiced more military tactics and body techniques.

"Yes! There are no waste weapon souls in this world, only waste people!" Li Ke, watching from a distance, couldn't help but feel his blood boil. Ximen Wushuang's words resonated with him, and he shouted in agreement.

Li Ke stepped forward, and Ximen Wushuang, in his green robe, saw him and Ling Yun, his eyes brightening. He smiled and said, "Li Ke! You are Li Ke! The first genius of the outer sect who reached the ninth level of the Condensation Qi stage in just two years!"

Li Ke smiled bitterly and nodded. He was indeed a genius of the outer sect, but he was probably also the first waste weapon soul of the inner sect.

The three rows of disciples burst into excited chatter, their eyes fixed on Li Ke, but no one showed a strange smile.

"Is he Li Ke? The first genius of the outer sect who broke through the Condensation Qi stage in two years?"

"Yes, it's him! I heard that on the day he broke through, the entire Twin Blades Sect was alarmed, from the sect leader to the thirteen elders, even Elder Ximen went!"

"But what a pity, a monstrous talent, but just like us, he has a waste weapon soul!"

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The disciples who came to the Iron Horse House to tame the iron horses were either inner sect disciples with low weapon soul ranks who were not favored, or outer sect and registered disciples who had not broken through the Condensation Qi stage for a long time. When they saw Li Ke, they did not mock him like other disciples but felt a bit of sympathy.

Ximen Wushuang looked at Li Ke and asked seriously, "Li Ke, do you really believe that there are no waste weapon souls in this world, only waste people?"

"Yes!" Li Ke nodded, his eyes filled with deep determination.

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