Chapter 56

It has been almost two weeks since he left the Wuxia magazine, and for Heshuo, these two weeks have been like a nightmare.

The remaining manuscripts, without so many considerations, have already been completed and sent to Wuxia, which was not a problem.

Wuxia magazine, after this incident, clearly would not cooperate with him again. Heshuo had been prepared for this; otherwise, he wouldn't have been so calm after being treated politely but coldly by Cheng Xiong last time.

But he still underestimated the impact of "Fengye Seven Spells" on himself!

He thought he had just stumbled, and with his past reputation, he would at most lose some die-hard fans.

However, in the past half month, apart from his family and a few friends in the industry who called to comfort him, other magazines and newspapers seemed to have forgotten about him, as if the world had forgotten that there was a Heshuo!

"Turns out, I'm not irreplaceable after all..."

Just like those celebrities entangled in scandals, it's not that the scandal has completely destroyed their value, but that they have become dispensable.

There are many others at the same level, waiting for their chance to rise. Why would I choose you and take the risk?

"Haha, the appearance of inner strength has directly shattered the old wuxia landscape. The former top wuxia figure is no longer so glorious, and the former junior wuxia writers are no longer mere youngsters!"

"This year, the time is clearly too tight and not suitable for a battle. It seems that next year will be the decisive battle for wuxia novels!"

"I imagine that the major publishers have already contacted the authors they favor, and all the investments in funds and intelligence are ready. Heh, what does this have to do with me..."

Heshuo laughed to himself, staring blankly at the thick stack of Wuxia Stories on the table.

Standing outside the situation, he no longer had the hostile feelings of the past, and his understanding and insight into "Liancheng Jue" became even deeper.

"One page of the book, what a pity you started too late, with bad luck. Otherwise, why would you worry about not being able to compete with these people?"

"Sigh! I've already lost in the short stories. It seems that from now on, I can only rely on long wuxia novels to turn things around..."

Thinking of this, Heshuo opened the latest issue of "Liancheng Jue."

"Wow, One Page of the Book, I don't regret losing to you!"

...

In the Great Snow Mountain, Blood Knife Old Ancestor relied on the terrain to outsmart the four great Central Plains experts "Luo Hua Liu Shui," even forcing Hua Tiegan to kneel and beg for mercy when he was at his last gasp, completely changing his demeanor!

The readers who were particularly fond of Blood Knife Monks were almost jumping with joy.

Dongfang Tongtong: "I'll build a tower for Blood Knife Old Ancestor. Blood Knife technique, invincible in the world, I'll go first!"

"Dikun" let out a light cry, turned his head, and couldn't bear to watch. Shuisheng had already fainted. Blood Knife Old Ancestor laughed loudly and spurred his horse forward. Dikun couldn't help but turn to look at Shuisheng, and saw that her fair face was unharmed, not even a scratch. He couldn't help but feel a surge of joy, realizing that Blood Knife Old Ancestor's knife technique was so exquisite that it could cut hair without injuring the skin. The blade had just grazed Shuisheng's cheek, cutting only a few strands of hair from her temple, leaving her skin unscathed.

"Old Ancestor's knife technique is exquisite!"

Dao Xiaoyao: "Blood Knife Old Ancestor slightly sidestepped to avoid the two knives, his body moving left and right, the curved knife always held in his mouth. Suddenly, his left hand grabbed the hilt and swung it, cutting off half the head of the one using the golden whip. After killing one person, he immediately put the knife back in his mouth. The one using the double knives was both shocked and sad, waving the long knives like snowflakes, advancing in a rolling motion. Blood Knife Old Ancestor moved through the knife light with his bare hands. Suddenly, he pulled the knife out of his mouth with his right hand and swung it, the blade cutting from the top of the head to the waist.

Blood Knife Old Ancestor moved westward, the four experts shouting and chasing after him, the others also rushing forward. After chasing for a few dozen feet, the four had already separated into two pairs, two in front and two behind. Blood Knife Old Ancestor suddenly stopped, turned around, and rushed forward. A red light flashed, and the two in front were already dead. The two behind hesitated for a moment, and the knife reached their necks, and in an instant, their heads were separated from their bodies.

"Old Ancestor's knife technique is fierce!"

Jing Shao: "I'll join in, Old Ancestor's adaptability is unmatched!"

Blood Knife Monk fell from the air, the ground rushing up to meet him. He shouted and raised his knife, cutting straight into a large rock. With a clang, the blood knife bounced slightly but did not break. Using the momentum of the cut, he quickly lifted his body, his left hand striking the ground with a thud, scattering snow and ice. He then rolled in the snow for several turns, using one cut and one palm to perform eighteen rolls, finally dissipating the force of his fall. He stood steadily on the ground, laughing loudly.

Pure Dianwei: "Blood Knife Monk leaped up, his movements incredibly agile. It was clear that his previous struggle was all a pretense. He leaped up, stomped his feet, and sank into the snow, then emerged, grabbing a person and throwing him into the snow. The person was covered in blood, it was Shuidai, and his legs were cut off at the knees, leaving him in an unknown state of life or death.

Blood Knife Monk, seeing his terrified appearance, was extremely pleased, and said, 'Heh heh, I have seventy-two brilliant plans. Today, I only used three to kill three old guys from Jiangnan. I still have sixty-nine left, and I will use each one on you.'"

Huatiegan, experienced in the ways of the world, was not fooled by Blood Knife Monk's grandiose words, but at this moment, he was like a bird frightened by a bow, feeling that every word and action of the enemy was filled with extreme viciousness and terror. Hearing that there were still sixty-nine more plans to be used on him, he muttered, 'Sixty-nine, sixty-nine!' His hands trembled even more violently.

Meng Nanxi: "Blood Knife Monk leaped high into the air, spun in mid-air, and fell headfirst into the snow. With a whoosh, he plunged straight into the snow, several feet deep, only his feet visible on the surface, and he remained motionless.

'Old Ancestor's death pose is fierce and brutal!'

Yizhan Qianji: "Damn, is the person upstairs here to tear down the tower? Drag them out and feed them to the huskies!"

...

As soon as the post was made, many responded.

Blood Knife Old Ancestor is the biggest villain in this book. If he were in another novel, he wouldn't have attracted so many fans.

But in "Liancheng Jue," the darkness of human nature is too intense. The righteous heroes are all hypocrites, and young heroes like Lingjian Shuangxia also bully others with their strength, making people extremely disgusted.

The four great heroes "Luo Hua Liu Shui" should have been the backbone of the righteous path, but Lu Tianshu, Liu Chengfeng, and Shuidai were all cleanly cut down by Blood Knife Old Ancestor, and Huatiegan was forced to change his demeanor, turning from a righteous hero into a cowardly and dark little man.

Such a powerful and ruthless demeanor, combined with his fearless actions, is no wonder Blood Knife Old Ancestor is so popular.