Chương 282: The Seven Kills Demonic Saber

Mirror Lake. Employing his extraordinary willpower and supreme wisdom, Song Que finally decided to continue being 'worse than a beast.' Viciously slapping the two little girls' small bottoms a few times to punish them for the crime of seducing a good, honest man, Master Song walked out alone, thoroughly satisfied. Seeing a figure standing in a daze by the lake, he asked curiously:"Old Yang, why aren't you asleep yet? What are you standing here for?" The person was indeed Yang Jiye.

Hearing the footsteps, he turned around. Even in the dark night, Song Que could see the joy on his face:"Young Master! I just couldn't sleep and wanted to come out to enjoy the cool breeze for a bit." Thinking that this guy was probably too worried about his two sisters to sleep, Song Que didn't take offense and simply nodded:"Alright, go inside. Instruct everyone that no matter what strange things they sense, they must not come out. I am going to practice a martial art."

"Understood, Young Master!" Obeying orders was the nature of a soldier. Yang Jiye didn't hesitate in the slightest. He quickly went inside, tightly shut the main doors, and sat down to meditate on the spot, conveniently standing guard for his Young Master. Only then did Song Que nod in satisfaction, continuing to step closer to the edge of Mirror Lake. Sensing the faint, invisible chill of the Yin Malice Qi in the air, a moment later, his eyes became resolute. Arriving here today must be the will of heaven!

Without further hesitation, Song Que gripped the Black Dragon Saber. With a few leaps, he arrived at the spot Zuo Mu had identified as the source of the Yin Qi. His hands began to swing according to the descriptions in the Seven Kills Demonic Saber manual. He had ultimately decided to practice this demonic art! Right now, the Lotus Sutra visualizations were stuck; he couldn't condense his true dharma idol form in his mind.

If that old monk's dharma idol was allowed to fully form one day, he wouldn't be far from a 'game over.' You can be a thief every day, but you can't guard against a thief for a thousand days. He couldn't go without food or sleep, constantly on guard day in and day out; he would go crazy sooner or later. But if he didn't guard against it, and was slightly negligent, the other party would hack his body away, and that wouldn't be fun at all. The only strategy now was to actively respond.

He had to take a risky, unconventional path: borrow this Demonic Saber art to condense a Murderous Demon Dharma Idol and seize the Precious Lotus Pedestal, letting this true dharma idol fight off the thief! With his currently limited knowledge, this was the only method he could think of. Furthermore, its feasibility wasn't low! Just do it! Master Song had never lacked the courage to gamble! As the Black Dragon Saber began to dance, Song Que delicately sensed wisps of cold Yin Qi flowing into his body.

But the ball-aching part was that instantly, the Lotus in his mind radiated a soft light, completely dispersing this thin wisp of Qi. Even if he wanted to absorb it, he couldn't! Frustrated, he leaped back to the shore. Frowning and pondering for a moment, Song Que finally found a countermeasure. Suddenly, a figure appeared beside him. It was precisely Brother Silver-Armored Corpse, who had been sleeping in his spatial inventory all this time!

Sinking his split soul into this Jiangshi, it wordlessly snatched the Black Dragon Saber from Master Song's hands and plunged headfirst into Mirror Lake. Borrowing the Silver-Armored Corpse's vision, he could finally see the Yin Malice Qi below. It looked like a black vortex, about twenty feet in diameter, constantly emitting Yin Qi into the surrounding water. The closer it got, the more the Silver-Armored Corpse's body transmitted an instinctive, ravenous craving.

It seemed this thing really was a massive tonic for it, just as Zuo Mu had said! Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Rejoicing inwardly, Song Que had it find the exact eye of the Yin Qi vortex, sit down, and begin cultivating according to the Seven Kills Demonic Saber. This time, the cultivation progressed exceptionally smoothly! Without the slightest hindrance, as the Silver-Armored Corpse opened its mouth, the Yin Malice Qi was easily sucked inside.

Since this guy didn't need to breathe air like a human, Old Demon Song could comfortably sit at the bottom of the lake, entirely focused on condensing the Murderous Demon Dharma Idol. Wisp by wisp by wisp... as more and more Yin Qi merged with the divine soul, a black illusory figure began to form within the split soul's sea of consciousness. Its body seemed to be tattooed with several bright red lines, looking incredibly bizarre and demonic.......

"Woooo... woooo... woooooo..." The dead silence of Mirror Lake's night was suddenly shattered by the shrill howling of ghosts, jolting Xiong Ba, Nie Feng, and the others, who had just fallen asleep, wide awake. Sensing waves of chilling, demonic intent seeping into the very depths of their souls from outside, everyone shuddered incessantly. They hurriedly grabbed their weapons, intending to rush out and investigate thoroughly.

"Do not panic! The Young Master is practicing his martial arts! Do not run out now and distract him!" Sitting guard at the main door, Yang Jiye heard the commotion inside the rooms and spoke up to warn them.

"Brother Yang, what kind of martial art is the Young Master practicing?" Hearing his words, the three were instantly put at ease, though Nie Feng still asked out of curiosity. Sensing the somewhat familiar aura outside—having witnessed it countless times over the past half-year—Yang Jiye was exceptionally sensitive to this sinister feeling. Though his heart was filled with many doubts, he still shook his head:"I do not know. If the Young Master wants to tell us, he will explain.

Please rest assured and go back to sleep. The Young Master specifically instructed that no one in the house is allowed to go out tonight and disturb his comprehension." Since it was Master Song's direct order, the three naturally didn't dare disobey. But the air was filled with a violent, gloomy aura that made them feel rather unnatural. Losing all interest in sleep, the four retainers decided to simply sit down where they were, closing their eyes to rest their spirits.

Except for Yang Mi and Yang Zi, whose cultivation was too low, and Zuo Mu, who was sleeping like a log and felt nothing, the rest of the people and the pets spent the entire night in a state of apprehension, pricking up their ears to listen to the movements outside. The night immediately returned to silence, interrupted only occasionally by the extremely bone-chilling sounds of sobbing ghosts. Fortunately, this place was desolate and isolated.

Otherwise, Giant Willow Village would undoubtedly have suffered a bout of insomnia tonight....... Paying no mind to their thoughts, Song Que's main soul and split soul were currently entirely focused on controlling the Murderous Demon Dharma Idol gradually forming in his mind. As the Silver-Armored Corpse continuously danced with the saber, the Yin Malice Qi flooding into its body increased in volume and speed. The water within a ten-foot radius around it had become bone-piercingly cold.

With his sharp eyes, Song Que could even see specks of ice crystals occasionally forming on the surface. It was the middle of the night, precisely when the Yin Qi was thickest. Furthermore, with a Jiangshi—a vessel of ultimate Yin and ultimate evil—acting as a conduit, it didn't take long for Old Demon Song to cultivate the Seven Kills Demonic Saber to the entry level!

"Roar!" A loud bellow rang out. All the water in Mirror Lake began to boil and slowly swirl, spinning faster and faster until it finally formed a massive whirlpool. The water was pushed aside, revealing a figure standing at the bottom holding a saber. Black Qi lingered around the Silver-Armored Corpse's body. With every slash of its saber, incredibly bone-chilling sounds of desolate, mournful wailing echoed through the heavens and earth. Seven Kills Demonic Saber — Blood Kill! Boom!

A massive column of water was blasted dozens of feet into the air. When it fell back down, it had turned a pale pink, and a faint stench of blood rose in the air. The Silver-Armored Corpse leaped up beside Song Que. Waiting for Mirror Lake to return to calm, they saw the water's surface densely covered in white patches. It was the corpses of unfortunate fish that had suffered an unjust, collateral death at his hands just now. Of course, Old Demon Song currently had no time to care about this.

The moment the Murderous Demon Dharma Idol was formed, he and the Silver-Armored Corpse sat down facing each other, their minds intently focused on the space of consciousness. Guided from the split soul, the moment the Murderous Demon Dharma Idol entered the main soul's space, the Precious Lotus Pedestal erupted with intense light, acting like a dazzling little sun that illuminated the entire area as bright as day. Upon the lotus pedestal, a white illusory figure rapidly took shape.

But this time, it was all in vain! With the Tesseract—this reliable golden finger—even if that old monk's projection was like a maggot that couldn't be completely exterminated, it could forget about successfully condensing! Golden lightning bolts, as thick as water pillars, continuously and madly crashed down, blasting this damned thing into repeated explosions. Even the light of the Precious Lotus Pedestal below dimmed significantly.

The Murderous Demon Dharma Idol, however, wasn't troubled by this in the slightest. Despite its gloomy, demonic Qi, it was ultimately a one hundred percent genuine product of Master Song, sharing the exact same root and origin as his soul. Therefore, the Tesseract's energy was harmless to it; on the contrary, it was a massive tonic! With this assistance, the Murderous Demon effortlessly and quickly flew onto the lotus pedestal.

Without hesitation, it sat down cross-legged right in the center, at the exact spot where the old monk's illusory figure had appeared. Bright red bloodlines began to protrude from its body, slowly taking root and burrowing deep into the Precious Lotus Pedestal below like a parasitic mistletoe. Stimulated by this, the orthodox Buddhist Marvellous Lotus shook violently and crazily! Clusters of white flames instantly erupted from the lotus petals, quickly forming a massive fire that enveloped the Murderous Demon.

This posture looked exactly as if it wanted to trap this demonic heretic and execute it by burning it alive from the inside!