My Sword Intent Can Be Infinitely Improved - Chapter 51

Chapter 51: Immortal Sect, Not the Daxia Immortal Sect

Translator: Daoist6fubtiW

“So, the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect is really serious?” Su Yang understood the implications.

If it were just a small group of Evil Blood Cultivation Sect cultivators, they could simply withdraw if their actions were exposed. But if they had set up a Blood Sacrifice Formation., it meant they were planning something big.

Since the Blood Sacrifice Formation had appeared, they would definitely be serious.

However, at the moment, the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect cultivators were still hidden and hadn’t made any major moves. The fact that they hadn’t acted yet made it even more unsettling.

Knowing what the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect cultivators were planning would at least allow them to prepare, but the exposure of only one Blood Sacrifice Formation had already made them anxious. It indicated that the array’s exposure was not a significant issue for the sect.

The Evil Blood Cultivation Sect had more terrifying plans or hidden motives.

Regardless, the most important thing now was to apprehend all the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect cultivators.

No matter what, what they needed the most now was to find all the evil cultivators.

“Yeah,” Han Qiu said with concern, “Even if the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect’s activities are exposed, we might not be able to eradicate the sect.”

“Why?” Su Yang was confused. If the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect had already appeared, the imperial court would send powerful individuals to suppress them.

“Kid, perhaps you haven’t been paying much attention to the overall situation in the world,” Han Qiu said, revealing a sense of helplessness.

Su Yang nodded. So far, he had indeed focused on wielding his sword. He had not even managed his territory, let alone the world.

If he had the time to understand, he might as well swing his sword a few more times.

Han Qiu continued, “The entire Daxia Dynasty is currently in turmoil. The neighboring Heilin Province is caught in a chaos caused by evil cultivators. The provinces of Cangzhou, Liaozhou, and Qingzhou are plagued by evil cultivation. The borders of Daxia are already in need of defense.”

“With all that going on, most of the court’s forces are deployed to suppress evil cultivators, leaving very little power to deal with this situation. We can only rely on the forces within our province to handle it.”

“Most of the imperial court’s forces have been sent to suppress the evil spirits and evil immortals. There’s no way they can spare more power to deal with such matters.”

“In our Lingshan Province, we have nine Grandmasters. Five of them have been sent to Heilin Province, two are suppressing evil dens, and the last two are the only ones available to be deployed.”

“We need one Grandmaster to suppress the city, so we can only call one over.”

“In this situation, how can we eradicate the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect with one Grandmaster from their side?” Han Qiu explained.

“Compared to Evil Spirits and demonic cultivators, the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect was just a minor issue. These were all secondary concerns. The main problem was that the Martial Saint of Daxia Dynasty was already aging and unable to intervene significantly. There was no new Martial Saint emerging. Otherwise, all these small fry would have been wiped out.”

As Han Qiu finished speaking, anger was evident in his words. Su Yang fell silent. He did not expect Daxia to be in such a bad situation. He didn’t sense any aura of disaster in Pingshan City or Tianfeng County.

From the looks of it now, it was because someone had stood in front of him that he felt that Daxia was stable. Su Yang asked. He knew that there were many sects in the world, and there were also powerful Immortal Sects that existed.

“Sect?” Han Qiu smiled bitterly. “Just look at the attitude of the sects around Tianfeng Prefecture. These sects won’t act unless they see benefit. They want not only great benefits but also to be appeased. They want to sit on the neck of the imperial court and take a dump.”

In simple terms, they were adding fuel to the fire.

“As for the immortal sect…They were in the Nine Heavens, so why would they look at the mortal world?”

“As long as it isn’t a world-ending catastrophe, why would they care if your dynasty falls or changes?”

“They are an immortal sect, but not the immortal sect of Daxia.”

Yes, they were Immortal Sects, but they were not Immortal Sects of Daxia.

They had no obligation to intervene for free unless they were given what the Immortal Sects needed. The Immortal Sects had long transcended the mortal realm, so what could Daxia offer them?

Walking on the street, both Su Yang and Han Qiu fell into silence.

“Let’s go, we’ve arrived at the prison cell.” After a long time, Han Qiu opened his mouth.

“Don’t worry, the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect will be dealt with,” Su Yang reassured him before stepping into the prison cells.

Han Qiu only felt that Su Yang was comforting him, so he smiled and did not say anything else. How old is he? Does he still need you to comfort him?

Thirteen Evil Blood Cultivation Sect cultivators were locked in the prison cells. The reward merit points had already been paid in advance, so Su Yang only needed to hand over the merit points to the Martial Suppression Division.

The reactions of the imprisoned Evil Blood Cultivation Sect cultivators varied when they saw Su Yang entering. Some remained silent, some looked disdainful, while others started pleading and tried to beg for mercy.

Su Yang remained silent and came to the first cell.

“Kid, are you not afraid of death?” The evil cultivator inside laughed sinisterly. “Your skin is so soft and tender. It’s really good nourishment. I really want to sdrain you dry…”

Before he could finish his sentence, his head had already left his neck and landed on the ground with a thud.

The scene silenced the previously noisy prison cells. Dozens of eyes stared at this scene.

This made the originally noisy prison cell instantly quiet down.

Su Yang calmly turned around and walked out of the first cell to the second cell.

“Hey, what do you want?” The evil cultivator who originally looked down on Su Yang panicked.

How could this be? He didn’t expect Su Yang to enter and kill someone without a word. Were they captured just to be killed by him?

Su Yang had no desire to communicate with them. These cultivators had already been deemed as waste. Their immense sins were unmistakable. They entered, and he executed them with a single strike.These evil cultivators had all been crippled.

With the death of the second person, the other evil cultivators in the cell immediately panicked. They started shouting. However, none of them could change their fate. They were killed one by one by Su Yang.

Su Yang’s light footsteps made the hearts of the evil cultivators beat faster and faster. The closer they got to them, the faster their hearts beat.

This feeling of despair was somewhat familiar to them.

Wasn’t it the appearance of the living person they had refined?

However, it was their turn this time.

A moment later, Su Yang walked out of the cell. There were no more living evil cultivators inside.

[Will of All Beings +733]

The cultivation level of the Evil Blood Cultivation Sect cultivators was generally low. After all, it was easier to capture the weak. On average, they were at around level 6.

Thirteen evil cultivators had cost Su Yang 23,000 merit points, leaving only 7,000.

[Tianqin Sword]

[Sword Intent: Level 4 (23123/24000)]

[Sword Techniques: Starfire (Lv24), Sword Control (Lv24)]

[Will of All Beings: 136]

[Range: Pingshan City, Huangshan City, Linjiang City, Kaiyang City]

Looking at the interface, Su Yang planned to swing his sword with all his might.

At the very least… he wanted to reach level 30.

A Grandmaster should be significantly powerful. Su Yang secretly set a goal in his heart.

When he walked out of the cell, it was twilight, and only the setting sun was left.

The mood and ambiance were different when observing twilight. In a good mood, it appeared as a beautiful scenery. In a heavy mood, it only added to the heaviness.

Walking on the street back, Su Yang quickly returned to the street where the Patrol Department was located.

As a large number of martial artists returned with a great victory, the county city became noisy again.

Just then, at the entrance of the restaurant where Su Yang, Ye Jiang, and Sun Tianpeng often gathered, there were two groups of people confronting each other.

Listening to the discussions of the onlookers, they were disciples of the Fire Sword Sect and the Golden Blade Sect.

After the battle at Qingfeng Mountain, Zhang Lie of the Fire Sword Sect and Cao Kai of the Golden Blade Sect were compared in the open.

Some people said that Zhang Lie was strong because he had long comprehended the Fire Sword Intent and had suppressed the two third-grade evil cultivators from the beginning.

There were also people who said that Cao Kai was powerful, he had killed a third-grade evil cultivator first.

Not only were the two groups of cultivators not convinced by each other, but the two of them were also not convinced by each other.

In short, no one would know who was more powerful until they competed. Coincidentally, the two groups of people converged and were preparing for a battle.

The momentum of the two individuals continued to rise as they faced each other, clashing in the midst of the crowd.

“Two years ago, I was defeated by you. Today, you will surely be defeated by my blade,” Cao Kai calmly spoke, unaffected by the momentum.

“The result today will be the same as two years ago.”Zhang Lie sneered.

“Dare you face me outside the city?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

The two of them were extremely imposing. They were the top fighters among the younger generation of Tianfeng Prefecture .

Their heroic aura impacted the surrounding cultivators, igniting the passion of those who came to watch.

This was what the world of cultivators should be like!

The momentum of the two individuals shook the surroundings as they clashed, causing the surrounding cultivators to retreat, not daring to engage directly.

Under the impact, the stalls of the surrounding stalls were sent flying.

Including the old man who Su Yang often bought mountain fruits. His stall had also been swept away, and he was packing up the fruits with a bitter expression.

He didn’t care about the battle between the top experts of the current generation. That had nothing to do with him.

He only cared about whether the fallen fruit could still be sold.

How many fruits were destroyed by the impact?