Epic Of The Second Strongest Demonic Blade King Chapter 114
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"Hmm. Alright. Thank you for the tip. We would do as you suggested" One of them said and then spoke to the people in his group "Let's head out"
As soon as he said that, the rest nodded their heads and then followed him into a particular direction, leaving that disciple that warned them about Xiao Lin behind.
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After sometime, tales and deeds of a particular, devil-like entity that had probably snuck into the legacy ground, began to spread like wildfire amongst the disciples within the massive mansion with seemingly uncountable rooms.
They could know about this when they came across other disciples that Xiao Lin beat blue black in a particular large room that he entered and came across them.
So, as someone with a powerful ability to project near-realistic illusions, they were extremely careful of him. Therefore, due to this aspect of Xiao Lin which was false, they had to interrogate themselves every one hour to see if Xiao Lin hadn't replaced anyone of them to attack them later when the time was ripe.
Many days later, everyone in the mansion were able to know about Xiao Lin, who they referred to as the Crimson Blade Menace. Therefore, the genius-level disciples from sects were also able 5k know about Xiao Lin. And having heard of the beautiful, yet fearsome-looking blades that he wielded, they greatly hoped to meet him so that they could suppress him and take his blades for themselves. So, they began their own personal hunt for Xiao Lin to take the blades and every other wonderful and marveling item that he would have in his possession.
"Brother Zhu Ping, what are you going to do about that crimson-haired devilish thing that calls itself the Crimson Blade Menace?" One of a small number of people that were with Zhu Ping, asked.
"That? Well, I am going to overwhelm it with my lightning attacks and compel it to surrender it spatial ring to me. Then if it refuses, I am simply going to kill it and take both it spatial ring and it body which I am going to give to the elders at my sect to make tons of researches on it so that they could understand the bodies of devils better." Zhu Ping said.
"Nice! That's a really great idea brother Zhu Ping." One of them said while Zhu Ping only laughed and said "I always come up with good ideas. You guys should have understood by now that that's just who I am"
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He then said further "Well, my fellow sect members, I think I will have to leave this small group of ours to go find that airheaded devil and subdue it. Then when I have it body with me after killing it, I will come to you guys to finally complete our journey round this mansion and then prepare to leave when the exit portal surfaces."
"Alright, brother Zhu Ping. You can carry on with what you have in mind. We would wait do you to appear when it's time to leave this legacy ground" Someone in the group said which Zhu Ping nodded his head to.
"Okay. I am leaving now." Zhu Ping said and then dashed away at an enormously high speed to leave the presence of his fellow group members after deploying his powerful Movement Skill.
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In a particular room could be seen about twenty disciples from different sects staring in awe at a sword that stood out beautifully, dazzlingly and gloriously from a group of other swords that were kept in the room.
Then when they approached it with cautiousness in their eyes, waves of a particular power which was inexplicable and greatly horrified them, constantly rippled out from within the sword in all directions.
"This sword must be the sword that the Azure Firestorm Archer used in his own time" Someone in this room said with a definite tone in his voice.
"Wrong!" Another person that was in the room, abruptly said out loud.
He then continued "How can someone that uses only bows, also know how to use a sword? I think that this sword must be his personal treasure collections."
"He could have collected from a challenger that he defeated in battle, or from an enemy that he killed and took his or her possessions for himself. That's what I feel."
However, as soon as this person spoke, another person said "Fellow disciple, you can also be wrong about what you just said. Someone who is a master of bows, may also be a master of swords. You know, this kind of thing would be extremely useful to you in battle, where your opponent or adversary thinks that you only know how to use bows, whereas, your stronger ability is in using swords or blades or some other sort of weapons. Therefore, you will be able to restrain and defeat him or her using that advantage of them not knowing your actual true abilities or skills."
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"Hmm. You might also be right. Okay then." The disciple that spoke before this person talked, said with a light of comprehension in his eyes.
He then said further "So, I guess we would have to battle amongst ourselves on who would get the sword radiating it unseen, fierce Spiritual Power before us"
"Yea. A battle amongst ourselves is necessary. So, the person that comes out on top as the strongest, can go right ahead to take the sword for him or herself." Another disciple in the room contributed.
Then as soon as he said this, the eyes of everyone in the room, both male and female, began to sparkle brightly. While all sort of intents began to build up within their bodies, which then bursted out of it in the next moment.
But before any of them could really go out against the other, Xiao Lin suddenly appeared in the room with an intimidating, ice-cold smile in his face.
Xiao Lin had actually been around. He only waited for the atmosphere in the room that the disciples were in to become really tense before he would suddenly enter with a ferocious smile in his face.
So, as soon as he entered, the heartbeats of all the disciples in the room became erratic upon seeing the entity that everyone spoke about with a bit of dread in their tone.
"Devil, if you know what is good for you, you will quickly turn around and leave this place." One of them suddenly said with anger in his tone.
"Oh really? Well, since you are all here, why would I want to leave? If I count everyone of you here, your numbers should be up to twenty. And that's about twenty spatial rings. So, why would I want to leave behind twenty spatial rings which I can have for myself after suppressing you all and beating you into pulps for them, huh?" Xiao Lin asked with his deep, beast-like voice.
"Hmm. And what makes you bastard think that you can beat up all of us in here?" Another person in the group asked.
"I don't know too. But I just have this feeling that I can beat up all of you. Haha!" Xiao Lin said and ended his statement with a wild laughter.
One of them then said as he looked at Xiao Lin with an expression of intense hatred in his face, "Don't you know that with all that you have done, which is greatly offending the disciples of the various sects that came into this place, our sect masters will capture you and make your life a total living hell? You will be tortured so much to the point that you will beg immensely for death but you won't find it. Therefore, if I were you, I will simply turn around and walk far away from this place so as not to bring upon myself the sky-collapsing wrath of our powerful Sect Masters."
Hahaha!...
However, as soon as the person said this, Xiao Lin burst into a loud and raucous laughter.
He then said "Well, I have grievously injured many disciples that I came across and took their spatial rings for myself. And that, has already brought upon me the earth-quaking wrath of their sect masters."
"So, viciously injuring a few more that have appeared in my path, and taking their acquired possessions for myself, wouldn't really change anything again. There is no more redemption for me at this stage because of the heinous deed that I intentionally carried out. Therefore, it's better I offend all the disciples in here and make the entire sect masters in the world chase after me, than to leave you guys and others behind, and then walk away without collecting your spatial rings which I will add to the small heap of spatial rings that I have gathered for myself during my small time in here."
Hahaha!
Then as soon as he said that, he burst into a wild and uncontrolled laughter.
Then when he stopped laughing a moment later, he looked at the person that spoke with a cold light flashing in his eyes and said with mockery in his deep, beast-like voice "And you, who is scared of fighting me by bringing up the name of Sect Masters to possibly frighten me, you are only a coward and a grand fool. I am sure that a child in this situation, would be far braver and more prudent than you. Hahaha!"
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