Chapter 8: The Northern Dipper Exorcism

It took quite a while for the wave of rock and snow to subside. Ye Xiaochuan, mustering his courage, slowly raised his head again. He saw that Yun Qiyou in mid-air had stopped moving, hovering in the sky. The Dust-Cutting Divine Sword in her hand seemed even brighter and more dazzling.

Just as Ye Xiaochuan was wondering what Yun Qiyou was about to do, she suddenly let out a clear and sharp whistle, and her entire body soared upward!

In the white light, the incomparably beautiful woman, who was unrivaled in the world, exuded a killing aura as sharp as a blade, filling the entire sky.

In the next moment, the beautiful woman took a slow step forward in the air.

Clang!

This step on the void was like the clashing of iron spears!

In an instant, the surrounding gale rose again, blowing her black hair into disarray and fluttering her thin clothes.

Clang!

She took another step in the air…

Something strange happened.

With each step she took, a huge, colorful, and luminous footprint appeared in the void, as if a giant from ancient times was walking.

When she took her seventh step, Ye Xiaochuan finally realized what was happening, and his heart was almost overwhelmed with shock.

"She… She is going to perform the Northern Dipper Exorcism Sword Technique? How is that possible!"

Each step suspended in mid-air seemed to guide something. The seven steps, upon closer inspection, formed the shape of the Big Dipper constellation.

Each massive footprint was a different color, from the red of the first step to the purple of the seventh step. Seven footprints of different colors condensed in the air, refusing to dissipate.

Under Ye Xiaochuan's incredulous gaze, Yun Qiyou, with her white robes fluttering, pointed her sword at the sky. A clear and crisp voice, tinged with a hint of coldness and trembling, slowly echoed.

"Northern Dipper Stars, guided by the sword. Exorcise gods, slay Buddhas, destroy immortals, and slaughter demons!"

As Yun Qiyou recited the incantation, Ye Xiaochuan no longer had any doubts—Yun Qiyou was indeed activating the Northern Dipper Exorcism Sword Technique!

His master, Drunken Taoist, had once briefly introduced him to the four great sword techniques of Cangyun: the Eight Divine Sword Techniques, the Heaven and Earth Sword, the Northern Dipper Exorcism, and the Nine Heavens Mystic Thunder.

According to Drunken Taoist, among these four great sword techniques, the Northern Dipper Exorcism and the Nine Heavens Mystic Thunder were the most powerful. They relied on the cultivator's own cultivation, sensing the creation of heaven and earth, and borrowing the power of heaven and earth. Although their offensive power was almost flawless, they also required extremely high cultivation. If the cultivator's cultivation was slightly insufficient, they might not be able to withstand the backlash from within.

To his knowledge, among the younger generation of Cangyun, no one had ever been able to wield such a powerful sword technique!

Could this woman really wield it?

Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet—these seven footprints suspended in mid-air, as Yun Qiyou pointed her sword at the sky, the red footprint suddenly shot out a dazzling red beam, piercing the clouds.

Next, the orange, yellow, and green footprints also shot out corresponding colored beams of light.

In a moment, several colored beams of light formed a sword array in the air, with Yun Qiyou holding the Dust-Cutting Divine Sword at the center of the array.

From a distance, Ye Xiaochuan seemed to see Yun Qiyou's body tremble slightly in mid-air, as if the divine sword in her hand also wobbled slightly. However, Yun Qiyou did not give up; she gritted her teeth and persisted.

After activating the sword technique, the seven colored beams of light slowly transformed and condensed into seven enormous monochromatic energy swords. Each energy sword was about seven to eight zhang long, emitting different colors of light, with a pressure like a blade and a momentum that shook the heavens!

However, when forming the fifth blue energy sword, Yun Qiyou's body trembled more and more violently.

She frantically poured her true essence into the Dust-Cutting Divine Sword, barely managing to form the blue energy sword.

But when she started to form the sixth indigo energy sword, she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Yet, she persisted, struggling to suppress the terrifying backlash.

Finally, when forming the last violet energy sword, the violet energy sword had only condensed halfway when she could no longer control the entire sword array. She was struck by the powerful backlash of the Northern Dipper Exorcism Sword Technique, her body trembling violently, and she spat out several mouthfuls of blood, staining her white clothes red.

The white sword light of the Dust-Cutting Divine Sword in her hand quickly dimmed, and the six monochromatic energy swords that had already condensed in the sky began to dissipate rapidly.

Ye Xiaochuan watched helplessly as the seven large, colorful footprints in the sky gradually faded away, and the once incomparably beautiful woman fell helplessly from the sky.

As Yun Qiyou's body, losing control, was about to fall into the deep abyss…

Ye Xiaochuan, not knowing where he found the courage, almost instinctively reached out and grabbed the arm of the beautiful woman falling from the edge of the cliff at Si Guo Cliff.

The strong inertia and impact of Yun Qiyou's fall almost dragged Ye Xiaochuan down as well, but fortunately, Ye Xiaochuan was also a cultivator. Although his cultivation was not high, his strength far exceeded that of an ordinary person.

He stabilized himself and slowly pulled the heavily injured Yun Qiyou up to the cliff edge.

Yun Qiyou still tightly held the now dull Dust-Cutting Divine Sword, with a crystal-clear drop of blood hanging from the corner of her mouth, and a large area of her white clothes stained red with her blood, a sight that was heart-wrenching.

Ye Xiaochuan carried Yun Qiyou to a dry spot near the rock wall. When he checked her pulse, he was immediately alarmed.

Yun Qiyou's cultivation was insufficient, and she had forcibly activated the Northern Dipper Exorcism Sword Technique, suffering a backlash. Her pulse was extremely weak, and if she did not receive timely treatment, this beautiful woman would die on the cold cliff in the back mountain.

Ye Xiaochuan was a prisoner, and apart from some wound medicine, he had no elixirs or divine pills.

Moreover, he had not yet reached the fifth level of aerial flight, so he could not carry Yun Qiyou out of Si Guo Cliff by flying.

At a loss, Ye Xiaochuan could only help Yun Qiyou sit up, sit cross-legged in front of her, and press his palms against hers, channeling his true essence into her body.

Ye Xiaochuan's cultivation was too low, and he had very little true essence, but with life on the line, he did not hesitate to pour his hard-earned true essence into Yun Qiyou's body through his palms.

After about the time it took for an incense stick to burn, Ye Xiaochuan's true essence was almost depleted, and his face turned extremely pale.

He checked Yun Qiyou's pulse again and found it seemed stronger than before. He felt relieved, but due to the excessive consumption of his true essence, he collapsed on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, the colorful Gulu bird was chirping incessantly beside him, and it was already morning. The Gulu bird had brought him breakfast.

Coming to his senses, he immediately looked at the beautiful woman lying beside him. Her face was slightly pale, and the bloodstains on her clothes had turned black and frozen. The once mighty Dust-Cutting Divine Sword lay helplessly beside her, confirming that everything that happened last night was not a dream.

He hurried over and checked Yun Qiyou's pulse, finding it much stronger than last night. She seemed to have escaped danger, and the Yin-Yang Heaven and Earth Dao True Method in her body was automatically circulating, slowly healing her injuries.

After confirming that Yun Qiyou was out of danger, Ye Xiaochuan let out a long sigh of relief.

He opened the food box brought by the Gulu bird, eating the cold steamed bun while muttering to himself, "Yun Qiyou is so beautiful; it would be a pity if she died. Now, at least, she has a second chance at life."