62: A sword that can grow

Night Fiend shuddered under Chen Xian's gaze.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

Why did he feel like the Young Master's eyes were glowing green?

Chen Xian said with a smile, "Night Fiend, I want some of your blood!"

Hearing this, Night Fiend...

...instantly dropped to one knee on the ground.

"Young Master, I, Night Fiend, am loyal to you, as Heaven and Earth can witness!"

"If I betray you by contacting the demonic Cultivators outside, let me be struck down by heavenly lightning!"

It wasn't just Night Fiend.

The several demonic Cultivators behind him also dropped to one knee.

This scene left Chen Xian between laughter and tears.

Clearly, his words had caused a misunderstanding.

"I didn't mean that. I simply want some of your blood."

"Eh?"

Night Fiend looked completely dazed.

Had they misunderstood the Young Master?

"Get up. Since I've taken you as my subordinates, I naturally trust you completely."

Chen Xian's words made Night Fiend stand up, though he was still half-skeptical.

He took out a dagger and directly cut his palm.

Blood began to flow continuously.

As for Chen Xian, he decisively pulled out the elephant bone sword from his person.

The blood fell onto the blade of the elephant bone sword.

Chen Xian felt the sword make a thumping sound.

In his mind, it was as if he heard a heartbeat!

Thump!

Thump!

Holy crap?

This sword has come alive?

Night Fiend and the others also noticed something was off at this moment!

"Young Master, this sword of yours drinks blood!"

"After it underwent Fusion with the blood of the Ancient Demonic Elephant, I found it started becoming unusual!"

The expression on Night Fiend's face changed.

"Young Master, are you saying this sword has fused with the blood of an Ancient Demonic Elephant?"

"That's right, the stuff you guys kept in the underground palace beneath the Pill Refining Pavilion!"

Night Fiend stammered, "Young Master, then your sword might have turned into a demonic elephant bone sword!"

"Hmm?"

How did this kid say the exact same thing as the System?

"The Demonic Elephant Ancient Sword was personally forged from the bones of an Ancient Demonic Elephant by a great Ancient Demonic Sword Cultivator. It can drink blood, grow, and become stronger!"

"That powerful?"

Chen Xian had thought the ceiling for the elephant bone sword ended here.

If he wanted to become even stronger...

...then his only option would be to change swords.

He hadn't expected this sword could actually grow as well, and it grew just by drinking blood.

Simply Heaven-Defying!

"However, Young Master, there's a dangerous aspect to this sword!"

"What is it?"

"If it devours too much blood, once the sword grows, it will develop its own consciousness. It might even attempt a Possession of the sword master!"

"That ancient big shot became a Puppet of the sword exactly like that!"

Chen Xian, however, spoke quite nonchalantly, "Life and death are trifles; if you have a wretched life, just fight!"

"Zhao Hu, Night Fiend. Let's get ready to go!"

"Go? Go where?"

Chen Xian said excitedly, "Since this sword likes to drink demon blood!"

"With so many demonic Cultivators outside, what reason do we have not to go?"

"But it's dangerous outside!"

"Don't worry. Since they've come, they'll definitely come here. Even though we have a Formation here, it's no different from waiting for death! Instead of that, we might as well go out and cause a ruckus, taking the initiative!"

Chen Xian said with a grin, "As long as I disguise myself well, no one will be able to recognize me!"

"Let's go!"

A few minutes later.

Three dark shadows dashed rapidly toward the city walls of Jubei City!

Zhou Duoer, meanwhile, took Da Huang and went to a safe place under the escort of Yang Han and the others!

A late-night slaughter was about to begin!

At the same time.

On the city gate tower.

Chen Buyu was methodically commanding the Divine Strategy Army and the Cultivators to repel the demonic Cultivators.

In contrast to him...

...Liu Ruyan appeared somewhat absent-minded.

"Commander Liu, how many people capable of fighting are currently in Jubei City?"

"Commander Liu?"

Liu Ruyan was asked twice in succession before she finally snapped back to her senses.

She immediately said with some embarrassment, "There are five hundred people!"

Chen Buyu's expression was grim as he said coldly, "Then please organize them as quickly as possible to protect the city's formation cores. The Great Jubei City Formation must not be broken. If it is, the commoners in the city will suffer a catastrophic disaster!"

"You should know the severity of this, right?"

Liu Ruyan nodded.

"I'll get on it right away!"

Seeing the woman leave in her distracted state...

...Chen Buyu let out a sigh.

He had heard that Liu Ruyan's dear younger brother had returned these past two days; she was likely like this because of him.

At the thought that she was his nephew's former Fiancée, Chen Buyu smiled helplessly.

His Great Nephew was no longer wallowing in romantic entanglements.

To him, that was a good thing!

He drew his a type of long chinese saber and shouted, "Divine Strategy Army, Cultivators of Jubei City! Everyone, charge together!"

"Kill these demonic Cultivators!"

With that...

...Chen Buyu was the first to charge down.

The Divine Strategy Army and the Cultivators within Jubei City followed him, charging down one after another.

The Cultivators from the North Continent felt a deep-seated hatred for demonic Cultivators.

Years ago, it was these very demonic Cultivators who had brought ruin to their homes!

This time, they would never let the enemy off!

Among the army heading out to battle...

...Chen Xian was also mixed in with the crowd.

After he put on a mask...

...Night Fiend and Zhao Hu were originally a bit worried.

But when they saw Chen Xian take out a sword...

...Night Fiend's worries instantly vanished!

"That's the Demon Lord's token; as long as one holds it, it can mask all the aura on one's body. It can even make demonic Cultivators think he's one of them. Wasn't this sword already given to Ye Wentian?"

Chen Xian said with a squinting smile, "That kid simply didn't have the fortune to enjoy it!"

With this sword hanging at his waist...

...not only would the demonic Cultivators not attack him, they might even toast him with a couple of drinks!

Chen Xian let out a sinister laugh!

He charged directly into the midst of the demonic Cultivators.

Zhao Hu and Night Fiend looked at each other, staring blankly.

"Why do I feel like the Young Master looks more like a demonic Cultivator than the actual demonic Cultivators?"

Night Fiend shook his head and said, "Impossible, even we demonic Cultivators aren't this devious!"

Puchi!

Swish!

Clang!

Chen Xian's figure brushed past one demonic Cultivator after another.

With every pass, a bloody gash appeared on the demonic Cultivator's neck.

Such speed!

Such precision of movement.

No one could compare.

And Chen Xian also began to feel the Killing Intent of the elephant bone sword in his hand growing continuously stronger!

In a mere fifteen minutes...

...there were already over a hundred dead souls under Chen Xian's sword.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what a good item!"

"Young Master, the true elites of the demonic Cultivators are coming. Should we avoid their edge for now?"

Night Fiend appeared beside Chen Xian, speaking with a solemn face.

"Elites?"

"I'm exactly looking to fight elites!"

"Me, avoid their edge?"

Chen Xian once again charged toward the demonic Cultivators in the distance.

As for Chen Buyu, he also saw the true elites of the demonic Cultivators charging over and immediately roared, "Everyone of Jubei City, the demonic elites are here, form the array!"

The Divine Strategy Army immediately guarded in front of Chen Buyu, and a battle Formation abruptly formed!

...Meanwhile, Zhao Hu and Night Fiend watched Chen Xian's frenzied state.

"Holy crap, has the Young Master become addicted to killing?"

"It seems so!"

Chen Xian looked at the group of Sword Cultivators charging from the opposite side.

He took a deep breath.

Well, since there are so many people fighting down here anyway, using that move shouldn't attract too much attention, right?

Thinking of this...

...Chen Xian gripped the sword with both hands.

He channeled power into his arms!

elephant bone sword—Mountain Suppression!