Chapter 39

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Black Water Mountain Range, Red Sun Demon Monkey Territory!

Under the dense towering trees, groups of three or two disciples of the Blade Deity Sect rushed towards a common goal, hunting down a severely injured person.

No matter who completes this task, there will be great benefits.

In this area, the disciples of the Blade Deity Sect were particularly diligent, not daring to overlook any suspicious place. The search area began to expand along the surrounding areas.

……

"Finally made it."

In the tree hollow, Lin Fei's eyes flashed with joy, though his complexion was not too good. In the dim light, he looked like a pale, powerless zombie, which couldn't help but make people feel fear.

"Three Red Sun Fruits, truly not an easy ordeal. I wonder if those people endured it as I did!"

Lin Fei took deep breaths.

Three Red Sun Fruits, originally thought to take only a few incense sticks' time, but the subsequent Red Sun Fruits extended the suffering indefinitely. Lin Fei once again experienced a painful journey.

Thus, the previous scene came to be.

After resting and recovering his strength, he came out of the tree hollow, hid on a towering tree, and checked the surroundings for any danger. Confirming there was no danger, he came down from the tree.

After three days of recuperation, when the light fell, Lin Fei instinctively used his hand to block it.

Under his pale complexion, Lin Fei's eyes were filled with confidence.

"Three Red Sun Fruits, my current physical strength is roughly between 9,000 to 10,000 pounds. I fear that among the outer and inner sect disciples, few can match me!"

Having endured great hardship and nearly died, reflecting on it, Lin Fei believed it was worth it. He took a few deep breaths and dared not waste any more time.

After three days, Lin Fei speculated that the Blade Deity Sect disciples must have searched this area thoroughly. He estimated they would soon find his hiding place. Once encountered, there would definitely be another fierce battle, which Lin Fei did not wish for.

He opened his treasure bag.

A black longsword appeared out of nowhere. A flash of light on the blade, a cold and sharp aura, as if the air was being cut in half.

Sharp!

Lin Fei dared not touch it, feeling as if his entire body was being attacked by the blade's edge, a chill rising in his heart. Then, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

The black longsword became even more mysterious, and its power could provide him with assistance.

"Good guy, the aura is as sharp as a blade. I wonder what it would feel like to cut into a person!"

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"Heavy!"

With over 9,000 pounds of physical strength, Lin Fei finally grabbed the black longsword, a cold and sharp aura following. He deeply felt its extraordinary nature, yet still felt a sense of strain.

"What material is this sword made of? Just the weight is no less than 5,000 pounds. I still feel the strain with my current strength. Indeed, it is terrifying. Could this be a top-grade mundane weapon?"

Lin Fei couldn't help but speculate.

"Thundering Blade Technique, Unceasing Flow!"

With the longsword in hand, Lin Fei instinctively performed the blade technique. The Thundering Blade Technique was immediately executed, and this time, the feeling was completely different.

In the air, there was no longer a sense of stagnation. It felt smooth and natural, as if the air itself was giving way to the blade.

The original thundering sound now transformed into a white light, dazzling and striking, making Lin Fei quite surprised. The Thundering Blade Technique, remarkable for its thunderous aura, turning into white light, was indeed unbelievable.

White light, thundering white light!

Lin Fei moved with the wind, the black longsword seemingly turning into white light, sweeping across a black boulder, cutting it like a piece of tofu.

"Phew, this sword is not something ordinary to wield!"

The black boulder remained motionless. When touched, a crack instantly appeared, running from top to bottom. Silently, the black boulder was cut into two halves.

Lin Fei drew a deep breath. Though he was mentally prepared, seeing this scene still felt incredible.

"Does this count as improving the flaw in the Thundering Blade Technique's attack?"

The Thundering Blade Technique, with its grand and sweeping movements, once unleashed, was like a thunderstorm. It was a good technique for combat, but not so much for ambushes.

Now, the thundering sound of the Thundering Blade Technique had turned into silent white light, undoubtedly enhancing its power. If used in an ambush, it would surely be a terrifying death warrant.

"Good sword, truly a good sword. With this treasure sword, I finally have the means to protect myself and no longer fear being discovered." Lin Fei caressed the blade, his eyes widening in surprise as he noticed that the blade was covered with large and small cracks, as if it had been hit by something. He was speechless for a moment, then looked at the longsword again, as if seeing a beauty. "From now on, this sword belongs to me. No matter who its previous owner was, from now on, you will be my future primary weapon. How about calling you Black Slaughter? A name that is powerful and awe-inspiring!"

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"Huh, it seems someone is coming."

Lin Fei's gaze shifted, looking in one direction, and couldn't help but be startled. "Could the noise from my sword practice have attracted them? I didn't expect them to find me so quickly. I'm full of anger, and this is a good opportunity to use you, Black Slaughter."

To avoid making a mistake, Lin Fei used the Wind Movement technique to hide in the bushes.

After hiding, he controlled his aura, like a leopard.

A moment later, in the forest, chaotic sounds came from the area. Three people, two in green and one in white, appeared, all disciples of the Blade Deity Sect.

"Such a strong smell of blood."

One of them, like a hunting dog, fixed his gaze on a towering tree, his brows showing excitement as he made a gesture to be quiet.

"Everyone be careful. The thief must be hiding in the tree. If we capture him alive, we will immediately receive countless benefits, a large number of martial arts manuals, and a lot of silver." The white-robed disciple said excitedly.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother. Capturing this thief will bring many benefits. Don't forget to take care of your junior brother in the future!"

"Junior Brother, what are you talking about? This is the achievement of all three of us. We will share the benefits. Let's capture the thief alive first!"

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"Damn, they really came to capture me. Blade Deity Sect, I won't let this go. It's just a few Red Sun Fruits and a Red Sun Demon Monkey. This is you forcing me to kill you!"

In the bushes, Lin Fei thought, his anger boiling. For some reason, he felt a sense of clarity.

The three surrounded the towering tree, assuming the thief was hiding up there, maintaining a distance from each other.

"Good opportunity!"

Lin Fei was worried about finding a chance to attack them. Seeing this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes.

"Thundering Blade Technique, Thunder Strike!"

Despite recovering only a third of his strength, with the Black Slaughter sword, Lin Fei's combat power had increased significantly. With the distance and the Wind Movement technique, he was confident he could kill them.

The first target, the white-robed disciple at the Sixth Level of Martial Dao.

Kill the strong first, then the weak.

The white-robed disciple was closest to Lin Fei. When Lin Fei appeared like a breeze, he was already two zhang away. A cold and sharp aura locked onto him, making his scalp tingle. He never expected the other party to dare attack him, and he was not aware of it. He immediately became furious, suppressing his unease, "Little thief, you're asking for death!"

"Whether you die or not, I decide!"

Lin Fei closed in, the Thunder Strike transforming into a white light, like the midday sun, blinding and dazzling, and slashed down at the white-robed disciple.

A flash of white light, blinding and dazzling, the white-robed disciple's eyes blinked, realizing it was bad. With the towering tree behind him, he had no way to retreat. He raised his steel sword to block the attack, hoping to hold off until his two junior brothers arrived to finish the job.

"Black Slaughter, cut!"

Lin Fei roared, the Black Slaughter sword cutting into the other's steel sword. With a "crack," the refined steel sword was cut in two, without any pause. The momentum of the blade continued, and the sharp edge cut the Sixth Level of Martial Dao disciple in half, leaving a trail of blood.

Lin Fei had not expected to kill an equal-level enemy with one strike.

"Bad, Senior Brother is dead."

The two green-robed disciples' expressions changed drastically. The thief before them, covered in blood, was so powerful, having killed their senior brother, a Sixth Level of Martial Dao expert, with one strike.

"Junior Brothers, attack together. Take advantage of his injuries and avenge Senior Brother!"

Killing a Blade Deity Sect disciple, Lin Fei felt elated. Despite the turmoil in his body, he licked his lips, his eyes filled with ferocity.

"Looking for death!"

The Wind Movement technique was used again, suddenly appearing beside a green-robed disciple. The Black Slaughter sword was raised and fell, cutting down the target.

"One strike, two halves!"

The fierce blade technique, combined with the divine weapon, made the green-robed disciple grunt as his body was split in two, falling to the ground, blood gushing out.

Too fast, too fast.

From killing an equal-level enemy to a Fifth Level of Martial Dao disciple, Lin Fei almost did it in one breath, which was terrifying.

The other green-robed disciple was terrified, losing his fighting ability, and turned to run into the bushes. Lin Fei would not let him escape. Using the Wind Movement technique, he appeared behind the green-robed disciple.

"Want to kill me? Leave your life behind!"

The Thundering Blade Technique, Unceasing Flow, transformed into a white light, mercilessly cutting down the green-robed disciple, who died with a look of regret, splitting into two halves.

In less than ten breaths, all three were killed by Lin Fei.

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