Soul Slayer Chronicle

Chapter 45

“Success!”

Jiang Xiaobai looked at the pill in Ning Zhixi’s palm with a smile and said, “If there are similar collaborations in the future, you can find me anytime!”

Just a simple tip, and he received such a reward.

He wouldn’t mind having a few more of these collaborations.

“There won’t be a next time,” Ning Zhixi said, her expression flickering unnaturally as she spoke, and quickly put away the blood-colored pill in her palm.

The pill this time was special; she had no choice but to seek Jiang Xiaobai’s help.

But she firmly believed that there wouldn’t be a similar situation next time.

“Heh, next time?” Jiang Xiaobai laughed when he heard Ning Zhixi’s words, “Aren’t you worried that if you seek me out again, it will be just as awkward?”

“Not worried!” Ning Zhixi shook her head, her tone calm, “Because there definitely won’t be a next time.”

“...” Jiang Xiaobai had come to understand the character of the woman before him: confident, and a bit prideful.

He didn’t bother to argue with Ning Zhixi and held out his hand, “Alright then, what about the Ghostly Fragrance Blood Lotus you promised me?”

Ning Zhixi raised her hand and placed a Ghostly Fragrance Blood Lotus in Jiang Xiaobai’s hand: “We’re even!”

“Thank you!” Jiang Xiaobai took the Ghostly Fragrance Blood Lotus, eyes lighting up.

This Ghostly Fragrance Blood Lotus, born amidst demons, was not of low grade.

Whether he took it himself or gave it to his Cloud Spirit Sparrow to consume, the effects would be exceptional.

“I’ll take you back!” Ning Zhixi said, preparing to rise and take Jiang Xiaobai back.

Jiang Xiaobai instinctively nodded, but quickly regained his senses, and just as he was about to say something, his arm was already grabbed by Ning Zhixi.

A quarter-hour later.

Back at the Spirit Breeding Grounds, Jiang Xiaobai braced himself against a tree, retching a bit before looking towards Ning Zhixi and saying, “Next time, I’ll walk back on my own!”

“I already said, there won’t be a next time between you and me!” Ning Zhixi stated calmly before her figure drifted away without any intention to stay.

“Ah!” Jiang Xiaobai watched the disappearing figure in the night, shrugged helplessly, patted his chest, and headed toward his dwelling.@@@@

Returning to his room.

Seeing Zhou Bin meditating there, he tiptoed to his own bed and sat down cross-legged.

At this moment, he was not in a hurry to cultivate; instead, he stimulated the spirit power in his body and activated the sword mark between his eyebrows.

That’s right, he had achieved the Second Layer of Qi Refinement today.

Next, his goal was to further elevate his Sword Intent.

Others he did not know, but he could feel that his comprehension of sword intent would be faster in the Sword Tablet Space.

In the Sword Tablet Space at that very moment.

On the combat stage, two people were engaged in a sword duel.

The moment Jiang Xiaobai appeared, he saw one of them cut down by the other’s sword.

Due to the swift speed of the sword, the defeated figure lingered for a few seconds before dissipating.

“Who’s next?” A calm voice echoed from the battle stage.

Facing such astonishing sword speed, Jiang Xiaobai could only defend passively.

However, during the defense, he remained neither tense nor panicked.

On the contrary, his mind was crystal clear, continually feeling the changes in this person’s sword intent.

And from these changes, he sought to comprehend the path he needed to take next.

Perhaps influenced by the black sword within him, it didn’t take long for him to grasp a key point.

That’s right, Nan Tian’s sword was incredibly fast.

And under such extreme speed, a ceaseless flow of sword qi is needed to support it!

However, one cannot achieve this merely by absorbing the sword qi of one’s own sword.

So how did this person do it?

As his thoughts flickered, Nan Tian’s speed became more ferocious.

Through a series of afterimages, Jiang Xiaobai was struck, feeling a pang of pain.

This pain relentlessly assaulted his will.

But was he afraid of pain?

No!

He had been sick for thirteen years, in pain for thirteen years.

His willpower was not like that of ordinary people.

“Ah, it’s not even close to the same level!”

“Nan Tian hasn’t dealt a fatal blow yet; he’s probably just toying with him, such humiliation, he really deserves a lesson from someone more capable!” The spectators below, watching the scene unfold on the stage, sighed collectively.

A person at the level of first-level Sword Intent competing against a second-level Sword Heart expert was simply like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

As time for a stick of incense passed.

Nan Tian’s voice sounded, “Ah, still boring, I’ll send you off!”

Having had his fun, the sword in his hand once again emitted a clear hum.

An unimaginable sword intent billowed from him, his presence turning Nan Tian into an unparalleled sword!

Buzz!

Nan Tian’s figure disappeared, a sword light like thunder aimed to pierce through Jiang Xiaobai’s body.

“Oh, I think I get it now!”

Just at that moment, a murmuring voice arose.

As the words fell, Jiang Xiaobai made an inconceivable move.

Supporting himself with his left hand to the ground, his body quickly pressed down.

Zing!

In an instant, one of Jiang Xiaobai’s legs was severed.

But at the moment his leg was cut off, his palm exerted force, and his body instantly curved like a bow, followed by a shadow of a sword swiftly passing by.

The black sword, at an angle impossible to evade, pierced through Nan Tian’s chest...