33: A critical hit of ten thousand times returns to the Chaos Sword Body!

"We've already given you three months of grace. As for the Lu family, they've long since made it clear: your life or death, Lu Xingzhou, has nothing to do with them."

The leader of the men in black kicked Lu Xingzhou to the ground and spat on his face: "Stop talking nonsense. Either pay the money, or hand over the person."

As he spoke, the man's lecherous gaze drifted past Lu Xingzhou and landed on the young girl standing in the center of the courtyard.

The girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old, dressed in a plain, faded cloth gown. Even though her attire was shabby, it could not hide her natural beauty.

She had an oval face that remained stunningly beautiful even in its deathly pallor. Her features were as exquisite as a painting, and her skin, white as snow, possessed a sickly, translucent quality.

Her frame was thin and frail, as if a gust of wind could blow her over, but her slender bones exuded an indescribable arrogance, like a dust-covered precious sword.

Especially her eyes—cold, deep, and filled with a haughty stubbornness that refused to bow, even while trapped in the mud and having lost all her cultivation.

That temperament was noble and awe-inspiring, as if she were not an abandoned girl born in the dust, but a Sword Immortal from the Nine Heavens fallen into the mortal world.

She was Lu Xueyao.

"I will not go with you." Lu Xueyao's voice, though weak, carried a sharpness like a sword, cold as shattered jade: "Even if I die, I will not let you get your way."

Saying this, she pulled a rusty pair of iron scissors from her sleeve and pressed them against her own throat without hesitation.

The tip of the scissors pierced her delicate skin, and a drop of bright red blood trickled down her snow-white neck, a shocking sight.

"Oh, a fiery one, are we?" The man in black sneered: "Lu Xingzhou, look at your daughter; she's about to kill herself. Since you refuse to sell her, we'll just have to chop off that hand of yours to pay the debt."

As he spoke, the man drew the long blade from his back. With a flash of cold light, he made a move to strike.

"Don't, don't cut it!" Lu Xingzhou was scared until his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering. He glanced at his daughter, who was filled with determination. A trace of struggle flashed in his eyes, but in the end, it was swallowed by the fear of death; his humanity completely collapsed at this moment.

"Xue Yao… you… just go with them." Lu Xingzhou said, trembling. He didn't dare to look into his daughter's eyes, his voice filled with despicable pleading: "Your father has no other choice. If you go with them, perhaps you can at least have a meal. Staying here, you'll only suffer with me. Just consider it a sacrifice for your father, one more time."

Hearing this, Lu Xueyao's body trembled violently.

She looked at the man kneeling on the ground in disbelief. That was her father, her only relative after her bones were dug out and her cultivation crippled.

But now, for five thousand Spirit Stones, to save his own hand, he was actually going to sell her into a pit of fire.

"Sacrifice? Haven't I sacrificed enough for you?"

Lu Xueyao let out a miserable laugh. The light in her eyes shattered completely at this moment, leaving only endless coldness and dead silence.

"Lu Xingzhou." Her voice trembled, yet she stubbornly refused to shed a single tear: "From this day forward, I, Lu Xueyao, do not have a father like you."

Her heart died completely at this moment.

"Sign this deed of sale, and the five thousand Spirit Stones will be wiped clean." The man in black threw a contract in front of Lu Xingzhou.

Lu Xingzhou tremblingly picked up the pen, about to press his handprint.

Just then.

BOOM!

A terrifying, indescribable pressure descended from the Nine Heavens without warning.

The sky above the entire Liuyun City changed color in an instant.

It had been broad daylight, but now, it felt as if a brilliant sun had fallen into the mortal world.

Five-colored rays of light obscured the firmament, and the vast Divine Might made all living things within a hundred miles tremble.

Those originally arrogant and domineering men in black, under this god-like pressure, didn't even have time to scream. Their bodies decomposed in an instant, turning into the smallest dust, dissipating between heaven and earth.

Along with the deed of sale, they all turned to ashes.

Lu Xingzhou rolled his eyes and fainted from pure terror.

In the center of the courtyard.

Lu Xueyao's hand, holding the scissors, froze in mid-air.

She raised her head and looked at the man who had descended from the sky, dressed in black robes, surrounded by five-colored divine light.

"Your name is Lu Xueyao?" Lu Yuan's voice was calm, yet carried a power that struck directly at the Soul.

"Yes." Lu Xueyao answered subconsciously. She felt the long-dormant Sword Intent within her body actually stir at this moment.

"Innate Sword Bone dug out, cultivation completely crippled—are you content with this?"

"I am not." In the young girl's eyes, flames reignited—a fixation even hotter and crazier than before.

"Very good." Lu Yuan nodded slightly and extended his hand toward her, his gaze carrying a hint of appreciation: "Since that is the case, come with me. Become my Personal Disciple. I will recast your Foundation, teach you the supreme Dao, and let you take back everything with your own hands."

Lu Xueyao looked at that hand and, without the slightest hesitation, placed her own mud-stained little hand onto it.

"Disciple is willing."

The moment their hands touched.

[Ding! Successfully intercepted the Son of Destiny Xiao Fan's golden Opportunity, Destiny heroine Lu Xueyao. Triggering ten thousand times critical return: Supreme Physique—Chaos Sword Body. Reward: 10,000 Destiny Points.]

[Chaos Sword Body: The ancestor of ten thousand swords, capable of containing all Sword Intent in the world. Upon Fusion with this Physique, the Host will directly master the Law of the Sword and reach the Third Transformation level. At the same time, the supreme sharpness contained within the Chaos Sword Body will assist the Host's original Law of Metal to undergo a qualitative change, automatically advancing to the Second Transformation level.]

Lu Yuan's mind shook, and a flash of wild joy appeared in his eyes.

Chaos Sword Body.

Third Transformation Law of the Sword.

This was simply an unexpected joy.

He waved his large sleeve, and the Five Elements divine light enveloped the two of them.

The next moment, their figures vanished into thin air, as if they had never appeared.

Leaving behind only the unconscious, degenerate gambler and the empty, dilapidated courtyard.

...

About half an hour later.

A dusty young man finally arrived at Liuyun City.

It was Xiao Fan.

He returned to the place that raised him, filled with depression and unwillingness.

Although the Xiao family was a great clan in Liuyun City, he did not return home directly but was guided here by Venerable Yao.

"Teacher, is the Genius with Sword Intent you mentioned near this Lu family residence?" Xiao Fan stood at the corner of the alley on the edge of the Lu family estate and asked in his heart.

"That's right." Venerable Yao's voice sounded: "In that direction, in the most remote corner of the Lu family. Although the Sword Intent is weak, it is extremely pure, like a cold plum blossom standing proudly in the snow. Fan'er, hurry. This person is in danger; this is the best Opportunity for you to bestow a favor and expect a return. If you can gain this person's help, it will surely become a great aid on your path of cultivation!"

Hearing this, Xiao Fan's spirit lifted.

Great.

After having such bad luck in the Secret Realm, God finally opened His eyes.

He straightened his clothes, touched the Spirit Stones prepared in his Storage Pouch, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

"No matter what trouble I encounter, as long as I, Xiao Fan, take action, I will definitely be able to handle it."

He quickened his pace and, following Venerable Yao's guidance, arrived before the dilapidated small courtyard.