Chapter 32

In the blink of an eye, Shang Xia effortlessly deflected the female warrior's flying saber slash.

This move left not only the female warrior stunned, but even Shang Xia himself found it hard to believe.

Previously, Shang Xia had experienced the power of the female warrior's flying saber slash, and at that time, it was not just difficult to counter, but even dodging was a challenge, leaving him in a very awkward position.

Although he had successfully advanced to the peak of the Martial Realm, significantly enhancing his strength, at the beginning, Shang Xia had merely intended to confront her head-on out of anger, still harboring the thought of gradually resolving the situation.

Who would have thought that with just one move, he could so easily dismantle her technique?

It was only at this moment that Shang Xia realized that after advancing to the peak of the Martial Realm, it wasn't that his opponent had become weaker, but that he had become much stronger, even to the point of being almost incomprehensible.

The female warrior was equally stunned.

Her flying saber slash was a formidable technique, though not on par with bloodline powers, it was one of the most powerful techniques at the Blood Extreme Realm, laying the foundation for her future advancement to the third level of the Bloodline Martial Path.

Even if her opponent was a Martial Extreme Realm cultivator, they might not necessarily gain an advantage against her flying saber slash.

Yet, the reality before her eyes told her that her hard-earned technique had been so easily broken by a single sword strike!

Shang Xia looked at the willow-leaf sabers lying on the ground, each with a small notch on the blade, causing his lips to twitch in pain.

These were a pair of low-grade weapons, whose value was probably comparable to the medium-grade flexible sword, Yuhé, in his hand.

"This time, when I cultivate Martial Extreme Realm techniques, I must choose a set of sword techniques!" Shang Xia resolved to himself.

If Shang Xia had known any sword techniques, with the subtlety of the Yin-Yang Essence in his body and the precision of the flexible sword Yuhé, how could a pair of low-grade weapons have been damaged?

While Shang Xia was still feeling frustrated, the female warrior, now without her weapon, in a fit of rage, suddenly waved her sleeve, once again using her bloodline power to slash a green beam at him.

Seeing the green beam coming, Shang Xia was about to dodge, but suddenly, as if inspired, he shook the flexible sword in his hand, slicing arcs in the air.

The mysterious Yin-Yang Essence spread out, leaving patterns of the Yin-Yang fish in the air with each arc.

The green beam sliced through three Yin-Yang fish patterns, but its power was significantly diminished.

By the time the green beam reached the fourth Yin-Yang fish, it was clearly weakening.

At the same time, Shang Xia's flexible sword had already made its fifth arc, creating the fifth Yin-Yang fish pattern in the air.

The green beam ultimately broke through the fourth Yin-Yang fish but dissipated upon hitting the fifth pattern.

This time, although Shang Xia had only improvised, the result was satisfactory.

Although using the essence from his dantian to form five Yin-Yang fish patterns consumed a lot of energy, this was his first time using this technique. With further refinement, it would surely improve in all aspects.

Moreover, this time, Shang Xia had only used ordinary means to counter her bloodline power, further confirming his earlier suspicion that the Yin-Yang Essence in his dantian was different from the bipolar essence of other cultivators at the same level.

While Shang Xia was still secretly pleased and thinking about how to improve his improvised technique, the female warrior, after several changes in expression, decisively chose to turn and flee.

Previously, she had been relentlessly pursuing him, but now the situation had reversed, and Shang Xia, who had the upper hand, did not hesitate to chase after her.

In fact, Shang Xia knew he was unlikely to catch up with her.

But he still pursued her at a steady pace, not for any other reason, but to make her feel the same anxiety and fear of being pursued from behind.

However, just as Shang Xia had entered the forest for about a hundred paces, a silver light suddenly shot through the trees, leaving a clear silver trail in the air, heading straight for him.

"Almost forgot about you, you thief!"

Shang Xia laughed and scolded, but instead of using the flexible sword Yuhé, he "swished" and opened his ivory fan.

The Thunderbird was too fast, and Shang Xia found it difficult to track its flight path with his eyes, let alone with a sword.

So, Shang Xia waved the fan, forcefully fanning towards the direction the Thunderbird was coming from, releasing a strange force from the fan that created countless invisible vortices in the sky.

The moment the Thunderbird entered this area, its body became unstable under the influence of the vortices, unable to maintain its previous straight and swift flight.

After finally breaking free from the strange vortices, the Thunderbird's speed had significantly decreased.

With its speed reduced, the threat it posed to Shang Xia diminished, and he even considered whether he could capture the Thunderbird alive.

Unfortunately, just as this thought flashed through his mind, a sharp cry came from the female warrior, who had returned and decided to team up with the Thunderbird.

"This woman, I must give her a profound lesson..."

Shang Xia gritted his teeth in hatred, but he did not dare to be careless against her attacks, even though her white sleeves and willow-leaf sabers had already been broken by him.

Each of her moves, graceful like a dance, aimed directly at vital points, forcing him to be on guard.

Shang Xia missed the opportunity to severely injure or capture the Thunderbird, but the bird, being very intelligent, understood the female warrior's intentions. After escaping the danger, it let out a loud cry, turned, and accelerated, transforming into a silver light and charging at Shang Xia again.

The female warrior's relentless attacks, though not overwhelming, consumed a significant portion of Shang Xia's energy.

The moment the Thunderbird charged again, Shang Xia, after a brief consideration, chose to temporarily evade.

However, the bird slightly adjusted its flight path, seemingly missing its target, and passed under Shang Xia's arm without him sensing any danger.

Not good, the bird has another purpose!

Almost as soon as Shang Xia sensed it, he felt his arm lighten, and the top of the string cage hanging from it had been cut by the Thunderbird's wing.

The bird, even while teaming up with the female warrior, had ultimately aimed to rescue its mate!

"Chirp chirp—"

The mutated swift escaped and flew out, and Shang Xia's expression changed.

At this moment, the female warrior intensified her attacks, fighting like a madwoman, seemingly without regard for her own safety.

Although Shang Xia had abundant essence and various subtle techniques, he had not cultivated any Martial Extreme Realm techniques and could only use the Mixed Essence Palm or Thunderbolt Palm, severely limiting his full potential. For a moment, he was completely entangled by the female warrior, forced to watch as the mutated swift flew out of the cage.

"Chirp chirp—"

The Thunderbird landed on a nearby tree branch, flapping its wings in response to the mutated swift, displaying a mix of excitement and urgency.

"Hehe, if I can't have it, neither can you!"

The female warrior was purely trying to annoy him.

Unexpectedly, Shang Xia's lips curled into a mocking smile, and his palms glowed with lightning, ready to unleash the "Mixed Essence Thunderbolt Hand."

The female warrior was startled, her attacks slowed, and she took a few steps back.

However, the expected lightning did not strike, and the scene before her left her speechless.

The mutated swift, having escaped from the string cage, did not fly away from Shang Xia.

Shang Xia's essence seeped out from his pores, forming strange vortices around him.

These vortices not only affected the mutated swift's movements but also prevented it from gaining any leverage, leaving it flapping its wings in vain, rising and falling.

When Shang Xia's hands generated lightning, scaring the female warrior away, the mutated swift, as if drawn to something precious, struggled to land in Shang Xia's palm, half-closing its eyes in a state of bliss, basking in the lightning, ignoring the Thunderbird's urgent calls.

The female warrior looked at the mutated swift, then at the Thunderbird on the tree branch, and blurted out, "So green!"

"Green your sister!"

Shang Xia, furious, clenched the ivory handle of his fan.

With a "zing," a steel fan bone shot out.

The female warrior let out a startled cry and quickly dodged.

Unfortunately, she was too close to Shang Xia and could only avoid the vital points.

The steel fan bone passed under her armpit, tearing her clothes and leaving a straight red mark, causing her chest to tremble in pain.

Shang Xia, who had not expected the tall and slender female warrior to be so well-endowed, stared wide-eyed for a moment.

"You, bastard!"

The female warrior pointed at Shang Xia, shouting, but then realized that this action would only make the tear in her clothes larger, so she quickly withdrew her hand.

At this moment, seeing one of her "harem" members "fall in love" with someone else, the enraged Thunderbird swooped down from the tree branch.

However, the Thunderbird, blinded by anger, did not notice that the female warrior, due to her torn clothes, had not timely cooperated with it.

Shang Xia, with the mutated swift in one palm, tucked the fan into his sleeve, drew Yuhé from his waist, and, as the Thunderbird charged, sliced arcs in the air with the sword, each arc containing Yin-Yang Essence.

The Thunderbird avoided Yuhé's blade but was caught in the vortices, its movement impeded, and its feathers were torn by the sharp energy on the blade, causing another feather to fall as it struggled in panic.

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Fellow cultivators, don't forget to follow and collect!