66: Chapter 66 News of a High-Grade Yellow-Rank Magic Weapon Longsword

One by one, they all said that when their strength grew in the future, they would definitely help Li Hu take back that High Grade Magical Artifact sword.

Far away in the small courtyard, Qin Changsheng's eyes lit up immediately after hearing Li Hu's words.

His second major plan for this year was to find a High Grade Magical Artifact sword or better. Now that his cultivation had reached the Peak of Qi Refining Stage 7, and with the blessing of the [Sword Heart Clarity] trait...

...his sword technique had reached Major Achievement, but he was always restricted by an ordinary green steel sword, unable to unleash the full power of his sword technique. This High Grade Magical Artifact sword was exactly the treasure he dreamed of!

"The leader of the Black Wind Stronghold is at Qi Refining Stage 7." The light in the depths of Qin Changsheng's eyes grew brighter, and he began to calculate rapidly in his heart.

He discovered that with his strength, he could absolutely kill this leader of the Black Wind Stronghold with ease.

Then, he would obtain the High Grade Magical Artifact sword from the hands of the Black Wind Stronghold leader.

As long as he could take back this High Grade Magical Artifact sword, his combat power would rise to another level.

Moreover, this matter didn't even require him to do it himself.

With the abilities of his External Incarnation, he could also easily kill the leader of the Black Wind Stronghold.

At the same time, Qin Changsheng also issued an order to Hu Nan, telling him to find out the whereabouts of the Black Wind Stronghold leader.

In the private room, Hu Nan nodded slightly and raised his wine cup, saying: "Senior Brother Li Hu, where is this Black Wind Stronghold?"

Li Hu was full of frustration. Seeing Hu Nan asking, he didn't overthink it and spoke slowly, telling everything he knew bit by bit.

However, at the moment Li Hu turned around, a cold sneer flashed in his eyes.

...

Heavenly Sword Sect.

Chore Hall.

Inside the room, a man dressed in red wearing a mask sat in the main seat.

Manager Ma Yingjie stood bowed before the table, his expression respectful yet tinged with anxiety.

"What did you say? The Blood Curse failed again?" the Masked man asked sharply.

Facing the Young Lord's questioning, Manager Ma Yingjie was stiff with fear and hurriedly replied: "Reporting to the Young Lord, it has already failed."

"Old Liu also died due to the backlash of the Blood Curse!"

"Trash! All of you are trash!" The Masked man slammed the table fiercely.

He couldn't understand how a small Qi Refining Cultivator had caused their Blood Demon Sect to lose two elite Disciples.

One had to know that their Blood Demon Sect only had about fifty people left.

Plus the three people who died cursing the spiritual rice, they had already lost one-tenth of their people.

At the same time, he also had a trace of doubt about the Blood Curse of their Blood Demon Sect.

This Blood Curse was a unique secret technique of the Blood Demon Sect and had never appeared like this before. Even if the other party had a special Physique, it shouldn't have caused the Blood Curse to completely fail.

Manager Ma Yingjie seemed to have thought of something and said cautiously: "Young Lord, this subordinate has some guesses!"

"Speak!" the Masked man said.

"Yes." Manager Ma Yingjie bowed and replied, then slowly said: "Could Hu Nan be the one who stole the spiritual rice?"

He paused and continued to add: "Our previous three curses failed in the same way."

Hearing this, a flash of cold light passed through the Masked man's sinister eyes, and he fell into a long silence.

Manager Ma Yingjie stood bowed to the side, not daring to move in the slightest, quietly waiting for the Masked man's decision.

After a long time, the Masked man slowly opened his mouth: "This Hu Nan, keeping him is a disaster. Rather than continuing to waste time, it is better to take action and get rid of him."

He looked up at Manager Ma Yingjie and ordered in a deep voice: "Manager Ma Yingjie, Hu Nan is going to the Black Wind Stronghold. You go to the Black Wind Stronghold and kill him!"

"This subordinate obeys!" Manager Ma Yingjie hurriedly bowed and accepted the order.

...

The Black Wind Stronghold was about two thousand miles away from the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Although it was not very far, because the Black Wind Mountain was remote, dangerous, and filled with miasma, Sect Disciples rarely ventured there on weekdays.

This stronghold was not any kind of immortal cultivation force, but just a bandit stronghold gathered by a group of desperate Cultivators.

Most of the Disciples in the stronghold had low cultivation, mixed with many Loose Cultivators at Qi Refining Level 3 or 4. Only the leader's cultivation was decent, reaching Qi Refining Stage 7.

On weekdays, the leader of the Black Wind Stronghold only dared to take his subordinates to wander around Black Wind Mountain, robbing lone Loose Cultivators or low-level Cultivators passing by, snatching their Spirit Stones, Spiritual Plants, and Magical Artifacts to make a living.

After several days of travel, Hu Nan also arrived in front of the Black Wind Stronghold.

"Stop, who goes there?" The bandits guarding the mountain discovered Hu Nan instantly and took out their weapons, looking at Hu Nan with vigilance.

Hu Nan's expression was calm, without any superfluous movements. With a slight flick of his wrist and a gentle wave of his Spiritual Qi sword, a strand of Sword Qi flew towards the two of them.

"Puchi — Puchi —" Two soft sounds rang out almost simultaneously. Without any earth-shattering collision or shrill screams, the two Qi Refining Level 3 guards didn't even have time to assume a defensive posture before a smooth, flat wound appeared on their necks, and blood sprayed out instantly.

The light in their eyes vanished instantly, their bodies went limp and fell down, their aura dissipated completely, not even struggling.

With just one move, Hu Nan killed the two bandits guarding the mountain gate instantly.

Hu Nan carried his long sword and walked inside.

The roads within the stronghold were intricate, with many simple wooden houses built on both sides. Many bandits in black clothes gathered in twos and threes, either drinking and chatting or gambling for fun, looking indulgent and without any guard.

They never imagined that anyone would dare to sneak into the Black Wind Stronghold alone.

Before long, a few drunken bandits stumbled out of a wooden house and happened to run into Hu Nan, who was sneaking forward.

Hu Nan's figure swayed, becoming blurry again. The long sword in his hand condensed again, and sharp Sword Qi burst out. He executed the Gale Sword Technique, sword shadows flying, fast as lightning. Every sword strike precisely hit a bandit's vital point, without any hesitation.

"Puchi —" "Ah!" The screams and the sound of blades entering flesh intertwined.

In just a blink of an eye, the few bandits who surrounded him fell to the ground, breathless, all killed by Hu Nan.

They couldn't even see Hu Nan's movements before they were beheaded, dying with their eyes wide open.

Along the way, he encountered many patrolling bandits and drunken Loose Cultivators. Most of these bandits had low cultivation, the highest being only Qi Refining Level 3, and were no match for Hu Nan at all.

Whether one-on-one or besieged by three or five people, Hu Nan dealt with them easily. With the sword technique blessed by [Sword Heart Clarity], the Speed was fast and the power was strong. Every move could kill an opponent instantly, and almost no bandit could survive a single move in his hands.

Meanwhile.

Inside the main hall of the Black Wind Stronghold.

The leader of the Black Wind Stronghold, Zhou Hu, sat in the main seat at the long table.

He was wearing a black brocade robe, toying with a bright long sword in his hand. The blade shone with a biting cold light, and the scabbard was carved with ferocious black wind beast patterns.

This long sword was the High Grade Magical Artifact black wind sword he had seized from Li Hu.

At this moment, Zhou Hu's face was slightly flushed, obviously having drunk a lot of strong wine, with a touch of pride and arrogance in his eyes.

"You little bastards, look at this sword in my hand, a High Grade Magical Artifact! In the entire Black Wind Mountain area, how many people can possess such a treasure?"

As his voice fell, he raised his hand and pulled the black wind sword out of the scabbard.

The blade was bright as a mirror, reflecting Zhou Hu's arrogant face. The blade was incomparably sharp, and a faint sound of breaking through the air came, showing the might of a High Grade Magical Artifact.

On both sides of the main hall sat more than a dozen core members of the Black Wind Stronghold.

"The leader is mighty! This black wind sword is too domineering, it is simply tailor-made for the leader!"

"The leader is truly amazing to be able to snatch a Magical Artifact from the hands of the Heavenly Sword Sect Disciples!"

"With this Magical Artifact, the leader must be invincible in the Black Wind Mountain area!"

"Congratulations to the leader! Congratulations to the leader! Obtaining such a treasure sword,"

The underlings spoke one after another, flattering words ringing endlessly, each one flattering Zhou Hu, their faces full of obsequiousness.

They knew Zhou Hu's nature well: arrogant and domineering, loving to hear flattery most of all. Only by coaxing him to be happy could they get more benefits.

Listening to everyone's flattery, the pride on Zhou Hu's face grew thicker, and he laughed loudly.

"By the way, have the Spirit Stones prepared for Young Master Lin been readied?" Zhou Hu suddenly looked at a middle-aged man below.

The reason Zhou Hu was able to occupy Black Wind Mountain for so many years was that he had defected to Lin Hao.

With the Great Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect passing him information, the Heavenly Sword Sect had not been able to do anything about them all these years.

"Big Brother, this year's one hundred Spirit Stones have been prepared!" the middle-aged man said.

However, right at this moment, a burst of noise suddenly came from outside.

This noise was mixed with panicked shouts, screams, and the crisp sound of weapons colliding.

Zhou Hu's face suddenly became terribly gloomy.

What he hated most was being disturbed while he was drinking and showing off his treasures.

"Bang!" Zhou Hu smashed his fist heavily on the black wooden long table, and the wine jars and bowls on the table were instantly shattered, wine and dishes spilling all over the floor.

"Which trash is making noise outside?!" Zhou Hu stood up fiercely, the Spiritual Qi around his body bursting out instantly. The Pressure of Qi Refining Stage 7 swept across the entire main hall, his tone icy and bone-chilling, carrying thick killing intent.

With a loud "Bang —", the heavy wooden door of the main hall was smashed directly by a huge force.

Immediately after, a black figure flew in like a broken kite, hitting the bluestone floor in the center of the main hall heavily, making a dull impact sound that shook the floor slightly.

Everyone looked closely and saw that it was the Fifth Leader, also Zhou Hu's younger brother!

At this moment, his clothes were soaked in blood, and his chest was already sunken; he was clearly no longer breathing.

"Brother!" Zhou Hu's eyes were full of anger.

Although his brother's cultivation was not high, only Qi Refining Level 3.

But he was Zhou Hu's brother after all.

"Who is it?! Daring to kill this leader's brother, looking for death!" Zhou Hu shouted angrily and drew the black wind sword at his waist.

Just as Zhou Hu was furious and about to rush out, Hu Nan walked in slowly from the entrance of the main hall.

Hu Nan's gaze swept calmly over everyone in the main hall, and finally, it fell on Zhou Hu and the black wind sword that was shining with a biting cold light in his hand.

Zhou Hu stared at Hu Nan, his face livid, the killing intent in the depths of his eyes almost swallowing Hu Nan whole.

He looked Hu Nan up and down, seeing that he was wearing the Outer Sect Disciple uniform of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and his cultivation appeared to be only Qi Refining Stage 7, so he let out a long sigh of relief in his heart.

If it were a Cultivator above Level 8 Qi Refining Stage, he would definitely run away.

But the person in front of him was only at Qi Refining Stage 7 and had no Magical Artifact.

And his own strength was also at Qi Refining Stage 7, and he had a High Grade Magical Artifact.

Plus his numerous subordinates, he could absolutely kill Hu Nan and avenge his brother.