Chapter 95

If it weren't for the Life and Death Pearl, perhaps Luo Xiu would have lived a life of mediocrity, never delving into the various grudges and enmities among martial cultivators.

Perhaps he would have lived in that small Panstone Village, raising a family.

In this world, there are too many "ifs" and possibilities, but the fusion of the Life and Death Pearl left Luo Xiu with no choice.

Since he chose the path of martial cultivation, he was destined to face endless battles. Either he would step over the bones of his enemies and advance, or he would be trampled and forgotten among the masses.

In the past, the Ninth Rank Great Martial Artist Zhang Luliang made him feel a sense of crisis, driving him to train desperately.

Now, he can kill Ninth Rank Great Martial Artists like ants, and even the Fourth Rank Martial King Gou Hongyi has been put on a bounty by him for ten low-grade Earth Rank battle swords!

However, he has never felt as weak and insignificant as he does at this moment.

Not all enemies can be eliminated through the Hunter's Guild's bounty system. Martial Kings like Lei Weilong and Gongsun Qianji are far beyond the reach of Gou Hongyi, and Luo Xiu cannot afford the price for such a bounty.

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In the outer regions of the Guanlei Mountains, the battle between Martial Kings raged like a storm.

After consuming and refining all seventeen Spirit Refinement-level blood pearls, Luo Xiu's physical body finally reached the peak of the Advanced Battle Body, just one step away from the Ultimate Battle Body. If he could cultivate his physical body to this level, he could challenge late-stage Spirit Refinement Martial Ancestors with his physical strength alone!

His current cultivation has reached the Sixth Rank of the Innate Realm, and with his Advanced Battle Body, he can contend with early-stage Spirit Refinement cultivators. If he uses the Yuan Yuan Pill, the Profound Heaven Transformation, and the All-Heaven Life and Death Seal, he can even protect himself against Fourth Rank Spirit Refinement cultivators.

For a Sixth Rank Innate Martial Artist, such strength is considered heaven-defying, but Luo Xiu feels it is far from enough. He needs even greater power!

Luo Xiu did not leave the Guanlei Mountains but instead headed directly to the center of this forest, the Guanlei Temple.

Near the Guanlei Temple, a large number of martial artists gather every day, all of whom are at the Innate level or higher. They use the pervasive blade intent to hone their martial arts.

Upon entering this area, the intense blade intent immediately assaults one's senses. If one cannot resist the pressure of the blade intent, their will collapses, and they die on the spot.

However, any martial artist who has reached the Innate level has a strong will. The pressure of the blade intent can help them break through their limits and achieve higher realms.

This place is a treasure for comprehending martial arts, but it is also filled with danger. If one does not gauge their abilities and ventures too deep, the increasingly intense and terrifying blade intent will tear them to pieces.

Generally, Innate martial artists can only stay at the outermost perimeter, while Spirit Refinement Martial Ancestors can reach the foot of the mountain, and Martial Kings can comprehend the blade intent at the mountain's waist.

As for the Guanlei Temple at the mountain's peak, it is said that only Martial Lords and a few powerful Martial Kings can enter.

Luo Xiu did not linger at the perimeter but walked directly toward the foot of the mountain where the Guanlei Temple is located.

Seeing Luo Xiu's actions, many martial artists who were comprehending the blade intent at the perimeter looked at him with surprise, disdain, or even a sense of schadenfreude.

"Stop right there! My young master is comprehending the blade intent here; you cannot disturb him!"

Seven or eight martial artists blocked his path, one of them coldly shouting at Luo Xiu.

These individuals were all Sixth Rank Innate Martial Artists. Behind them, a young man in blue robes sat cross-legged, with a faint blue lightning aura surrounding him, indicating that he cultivated lightning-attribute true qi.

In the Duhai County, only the Leiwu Sect cultivated lightning-attribute true qi.

Luo Xiu's eyes narrowed, and he involuntarily recalled the scene from last night when Lei Weilong, the Leiwu Sect's leader, surrounded by lightning arcs, injured Yan Yue'er.

A fierce killing intent flashed in his eyes.

If it were another martial artist, they might have detoured to avoid offending the Leiwu Sect, but Luo Xiu ignored the threat in their words and continued forward.

"Ridiculous!"

In front of him, a Seventh Rank Innate Martial Artist glared and unsheathed his battle sword, "If you take another step, don't blame us for taking action."

If it were a Spirit Refinement Martial Ancestor, they would not dare to block him, but a mere Sixth Rank Innate Martial Artist? How dare he be so presumptuous?

"Scram!"

Luo Xiu's figure flashed, creating nine afterimages. In an instant, he appeared before the Seventh Rank Innate Martial Artist and pointed at him.

The Seventh Rank Innate Martial Artist was greatly startled, his face changing. This seemingly ordinary finger made him feel an overwhelming sense of powerlessness.

But he immediately roared and swung his battle sword at Luo Xiu's finger.

Luo Xiu's expression was cold, while the Seventh Rank Innate Martial Artist and his companions sneered. If the young man did not back down, his finger would surely be severed.

"Clang!"

When the finger and the battle sword collided, there was no spurt of blood, but rather the sound of metal clashing, with sparks flying.

A crack sounded, and the medium-grade human rank battle sword shattered into pieces. The Seventh Rank Innate Martial Artist spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with fear.

This scene happened so quickly that many martial artists who witnessed it were stunned.

A body-cultivating martial artist, an Advanced Battle Body!

Only an Advanced Battle Body could shatter a medium-grade human rank battle sword with a single finger, and with an Advanced Battle Body, one could challenge a Spirit Refinement Martial Ancestor with physical strength alone.

These seven or eight martial artists, relying on their status as Leiwu Sect disciples, blocked other martial artists from passing, acting arrogantly and without restraint.

But now, someone showed no fear of the Leiwu Sect's might and struck without mercy.

In the outer region near the Guanlei Temple, numerous Innate martial artists looked up, the atmosphere heavy and silent.

"Do you dare to harm our Leiwu Sect's people? Are you courting death?" The other Innate martial artists, having recovered, glared at Luo Xiu with fierce expressions.

"So what if I'm from the Leiwu Sect?" Luo Xiu's cold gaze swept over them, "I harmed your Leiwu Sect's people!"

The young man in blue robes, who was comprehending the blade intent nearby, opened his eyes, frowned, and said, "Disturbing my comprehension of the blade intent, kill him!"

The young man's expression was arrogant, and he ordered the execution of the intruder simply because they disturbed his comprehension of the blade intent.

Following his order, several Innate martial artists immediately revealed their killing intent, drew their battle swords, and attacked Luo Xiu.

At this moment, no one was concerned with a fair fight. The scene of the finger shattering the medium-grade battle sword was enough to show that this person was no ordinary individual, and they needed to work together to kill him.

A hint of a cold smile appeared on Luo Xiu's lips. These people were nothing but a mob, not even worthy of making him draw his sword!

"Ten Directions Shadow!"

Luo Xiu unleashed his movement technique, his figure like a fleeting shadow, creating nine afterimages that made it difficult to distinguish the real one.

"Bang!"

He kicked a Seventh Rank Innate Martial Artist in the chest, the Netherworld Death Flame destroying his life force, causing his chest to explode and blood to spurt as he flew backward.

Next, Luo Xiu raised his hand, and a black flame sword aura swept across, causing several Innate martial artists to spit blood and fly backward.

Alone, he was like a tiger among sheep, easily defeating seven or eight Seventh Rank Innate Martial Artists!

The young man in blue robes, seeing this, his eyes widened in shock.

Looking at his subordinates lying on the ground, the young man in blue robes still sat cross-legged, his voice cold, "Do you think you can disregard the Leiwu Sect just because you have some strength?"

"So what if I do?" Luo Xiu's response remained the same.

Feeling the contempt and disdain in Luo Xiu's words, the young man in blue robes turned angry, "Do you know my surname is Lei?"

The Lei surname belonged to the core lineage of the Leiwu Sect, and all the sect leaders throughout history had the Lei surname!

In Duhai County, no one dared to provoke Lei family members because the Lei family controlled the Leiwu Sect.

When the young man in blue robes revealed his surname, many Innate martial artists in the outer region showed fear, demonstrating the Lei family's deep influence in Duhai County.

Just as the young man in blue robes thought that revealing his background would make Luo Xiu hesitate, Luo Xiu suddenly laughed.

"Lei family member? Excellent, I'll kill you first as a form of retribution!"

Luo Xiu's killing intent was unhidden as he stepped toward the young man in blue robes.

The young man in blue robes finally changed his expression. Who was this black-robed youth? How dare he disregard the Lei family and actually dare to kill him?

Luo Xiu's figure flashed, and in a blink, he was in front of the young man in blue robes, striking his head with a palm, showing no mercy.

"Die!"

A battle sword appeared in the young man in blue robes' hand, cutting through the air with a faint lightning aura, striking Luo Xiu's palm.

"Clang!"

The palm and the battle sword collided, producing a clear sound.

A powerful force from the battle sword shook the young man in blue robes, causing him to stagger back several steps, his tiger's mouth splitting and blood flowing.

The young man in blue robes' battle sword was a high-grade human rank, and it did not shatter under Luo Xiu's palm. The sword left only a white mark on Luo Xiu's palm.

Luo Xiu followed up, using his finger as a sword, gathering the Netherworld Death Flame.

The young man in blue robes raised his sword to block the sword finger, but another powerful force sent the sword flying from his hand, his palm bleeding.

The young man in blue robes' face was filled with shock as he rapidly retreated, but Luo Xiu's sword finger followed him, leaving no room for escape.

"Who are you? Why are you trying to kill me? What grudge do we have?"

But Luo Xiu did not answer, his eyes filled only with cold killing intent.

The young man in blue robes looked around, his eyes darting, and immediately shouted, "My father is a Leiwu Sect protector. Whoever can kill this person and save me will be greatly rewarded by me, Lei Muyan!"

He knew he was no match for the black-robed youth and could only rely on his status as a Lei family member to seek help.

"Stop!"

With Lei Muyan's promise of rewards, someone immediately stepped forward, revealing the strength of a Ninth Rank Great Martial Artist.

Below the Spirit Refinement realm, Ninth Rank Great Martial Artists were the dominant force.

However, Luo Xiu paid no attention, and the sword finger, infused with the Netherworld Death Flame, pierced Lei Muyan's forehead with a "pu" sound.

A finger-sized blood hole appeared on his forehead, and Lei Muyan's movements stopped abruptly, falling to the ground with a thud.

The Ninth Rank Great Martial Artist, a middle-aged man with a beard, rushed over.

Seeing Lei Muyan killed, his expression turned grim.

When Luo Xiu's cold gaze swept over him, the Great Martial Artist coldly snorted, "Sir, you killed a Lei family member. Dare you leave your name?"

He believed that anyone who dared to kill a Lei family member must have a significant background.

"Scram!"

Luo Xiu coldly shouted, his killing intent surging, tinged with a bloody hue.

The Great Martial Artist was intimidated by Luo Xiu's killing intent, his face changing. Such terrifying killing intent indicated that this person had killed countless Innate martial artists.

The more powerful the opponents one kills, the more terrifying the killing intent becomes.

Luo Xiu had not killed many people, but in the Ten Thousand Demon Secret Realm, he had killed nearly a thousand Qi Sea and Innate realm demon beasts, which had condensed his blood-colored killing intent.

"Killer, Asura!"

His cold gaze swept over the surroundings, and Luo Xiu said, "Tell the Lei family that one day, I will break through the Leiwu Sect and take Lei Weilong's head!"

Breaking through the Leiwu Sect and taking the sect leader's head?

Such a threat from a youth of only fourteen or fifteen years old seemed absurd to the many martial artists present.

Was this just arrogance? Was this just madness?

Lei Weilong, the Leiwu Sect leader, was a powerful Martial King who dominated Duhai County. This youth was truly reckless, spouting such wild words.