Chapter 6

"Could she be controlling the sword with this thin thread? But how could she make the sword turn with such a thin thread?"

Qin Mu didn't have time to ponder the mystery and immediately ran away. With a swift sound, the sword passed by him and pierced into a large tree, deeply embedding itself in the trunk.

The sword, as if it were a living thing, twitched twice inside the tree but couldn't be pulled out. Then the woman floated over, her slender hand gripping the hilt, and she pulled the sword out, frustrated. "My White Tiger True Essence is still not strong enough to control the sword like an arm..."

"Qing, you can already use your True Essence to form a thin thread and control a sword to kill enemies, which is already quite impressive."

The man who had been walking on the waves with her came to her side and said softly, "What you lack is not cultivation, but experience. This time, Master brought us to the Great Ruins for training to make up for this weakness. In the past, we focused on our own cultivation and lacked practical combat experience. Now, this little demon spawn is our opportunity for practical combat, and you will soon master the art of controlling a sword with your qi."

Three other young men arrived, and one of them laughed, "This little demon spawn transformed into a deer, and deer are naturally agile, so it managed to dodge Senior Sister's sword."

Senior Sister Qing was greatly invigorated and continued to control the sword towards Qin Mu, giggling, "Senior Brother Qu, don't act yet. Leave this little demon spawn to me for practice."

Senior Brother Qu, the young man who had been walking on the waves with her, nodded and smiled, "Junior Brothers, let's all admire Senior Sister Qing's sword technique."

Qin Mu dodged the sword light flying from behind, puzzled: "Controlling a sword with qi? Could it be that the thread in the woman's hand is not a real thread but her essence? Can essence control a sword to this extent? Can I do it?"

He had learned butchering techniques from the butcher, who only taught him to control the knife with his hands, never with essence. He knew nothing about this.

Seeing Senior Sister Qing control the sword with her essence, Qin Mu also had a thought. If essence could control a sword, could it control other things?

However, Senior Sister Qing's sword attack left him no time to think. Moreover, he had been transformed into a deer by Grandma Si, making his limbs less agile, and the essence in his body was dormant, not as lively as usual.

*Swish—*

The sword light flashed, coming from behind and slicing across Qin Mu's back. He felt a chill, followed by a burning pain, realizing that Senior Sister Qing's sword had injured his back.

"Trouble! Although the deer is fast, it's not as agile as my real body. Now that I've been transformed into a deer by Grandma Si and injured, I'm probably doomed..."

Just as he thought this, he suddenly felt his mouth split open.

It wasn't really split, but the deer skin's mouth part had detached from his body!

Qin Mu immediately remembered that when Grandma Si told him to run fast, she secretly removed a needle from his forehead, the very needle that fixed his Heavenly Soul!

Soon, his head separated from the deer skin.

The sword qi from behind cut through the air, slicing towards him. Qin Mu rushed forward, bursting out of the deer skin, rolling and tumbling over a dozen feet, then leaped up and ran away.

Behind him, the deer skin was shredded by Senior Sister Qing's sword, which moved like a flower and was as swift as lightning, clearly showing that her sword technique had greatly improved during the chase.

Although Qin Mu had freed himself from the deer skin, it still delayed him for a moment. A young man stepped on the leaves from above the forest and landed in front of him, blocking his path.

They were only a few feet apart, and in an instant, they would be face to face!

Qin Mu had no time to change direction. His mind was blank, and his body instinctively used the leg technique taught by the cripple. Head down, feet up, his legs swept out like a whirlwind.

"Green Dragon Arm!"

The young man, a few years older than Qin Mu, sneered and blocked with both hands. His arms emitted a greenish glow, and dragon claws covered with scales appeared on his skin. When Qin Mu's leg collided with his arms, there were two metallic clanging sounds. The young man's smile vanished, and he grunted, losing his balance and being forced to step back.

His sleeves burst open, fluttering like paper butterflies, and fragments flew everywhere. His arms, adorned with dragon claw tattoos, were now red and swollen.

"Do you have iron ingots in your legs?"

The young man's hands trembled in pain, shocked and angry, and his eyes fell on Qin Mu's feet: "Are your shoes made of iron too?"

Qin Mu pushed off with his hands, landed on his feet, and ran away.

But the young man's words reminded him that he indeed had iron ingots tied to his legs. The cripple had taught him leg techniques and required him to always wear iron ingots, even when sleeping or walking, without removing them. As his body grew stronger, the cripple increased the weight of the iron ingots and had a mute blacksmith make him a pair of iron shoes to add more weight.

Each thick-soled iron shoe weighed ten pounds, and each leg had twenty pounds of iron ingots, totaling fifty pounds on his legs!

The cripple required him to practice until he couldn't feel the weight of the iron shoes and ingots before removing them. Qin Mu had become so accustomed to the weight that he hadn't even realized he was running with it.

But stopping to remove the shoes and ingots would mean being caught, so he couldn't stop.

"Step on Mount Sumeru!"

As Qin Mu ran, he suddenly exerted force with his right foot, using the technique "Step on Mount Sumeru." The thick soles of his iron shoes splattered like mud, shattering into pieces.

At the same time, his calf muscles tightened, forming tight bundles that expanded outward, breaking the iron ingots and shooting them into the surrounding trees like arrows.

Qin Mu took another step forward, and the same thing happened to his other foot.

*Whoosh—*

His body suddenly felt lighter, and he leaped to the treetops, startling himself.

Qin Mu stood on the treetops, his feet bare, and his body began to sink.

Below, sword light flashed, and dozens of sharp sword tips aimed upward.

Senior Sister Qing's skill in controlling the sword with her essence had greatly improved. She wasn't controlling dozens of swords but making one sword create dozens of sword flowers!

Qin Mu suddenly remembered the cripple's words: "Don't think about whether the ground can support your weight. As long as you run fast enough, water, grass, and even air can be solid ground, and everything will be a smooth path!"

He tapped his toes and ran, the sword light behind him slicing through the treetop he had just stood on.

Two young men leaped to the treetops, amazed at Qin Mu's speed as he ran across the treetops like a gale, his steps so fast that they were breathtaking!

"This guy is younger than us, but how can he be so fast? His cultivation seems... stronger than ours..."

Just as they thought this, Senior Brother Qu rushed after Qin Mu, even faster than him.

"Senior Brother Qu, being at the peak of the Spirit Fetus stage, is indeed much stronger than us."

The two young men sighed, "With Senior Brother Qu personally taking action, this little demon spawn is doomed."

At that moment, a huge shadow rose in the forest, and a large, furry hand, the size of a mat, swung towards Senior Brother Qu, striking him mid-air!

Senior Brother Qu was spun like a top and flew backward, crashing to the ground and rolling several times before stopping. He sat up, spat out a mouthful of blood, and shouted, "Don't go there! That's the territory of a demon ape, and one lives there!"

The other four immediately stopped, seeing the shadow in the forest—a terrifyingly large black gorilla with red eyes and protruding fangs, pounding its chest and roaring, "Little one! Die!"

Qin Mu, who had been running ahead, was also struck by the demon ape and fell beside its large foot, motionless, seemingly dead.

Senior Sister Qing whispered, "Senior Brother Qu was seriously injured by one blow from the demon ape. The little demon spawn was also hit by the demon ape. He must be dead, right?"

Before she finished speaking, she saw Qin Mu, lying beside the demon ape, slowly turn his head and open his eyes, secretly observing the demon ape. She was startled, "He's not dead?"

The black demon ape growled, seeing that the group didn't dare to approach. It looked down at Qin Mu, picked him up with two fingers, and asked, "Little one, dead?"

Qin Mu's eyes were wide open, blood flowing from his seven orifices, and his tongue hanging out, clearly dead.

The demon ape grunted, threw Qin Mu's "corpse" aside, and sat down, leisurely eating leaves from a tree.

"The demon ape is so fierce, yet it's a vegetarian," Qin Mu continued to bleed from his seven orifices, eyes wide open, and slowly moved his shoulder outward.

The demon ape suddenly turned around, and Qin Mu's "corpse" remained still. The demon ape stared at him, and Qin Mu's "corpse" still didn't move.

The demon ape poked the "corpse" with its finger, finding it cold and stiff, and was satisfied. "Little one, dead." It then ignored him and continued eating leaves.

In the distance, Senior Sister Qing couldn't help but say, "Big guy, the little one's corpse became stiff so quickly. Don't you find that strange?"

The demon ape seemed to understand her words, patted its head, and turned around, only to see the "corpse" of the little one standing up and running away.

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