215: Kui Su Sword

"It's all this bunch of riffraff! If it weren't for them interfering, how could the Formation have gone wrong! How could the Spirit Beast have escaped!" Elder Shangguan was filled with murderous intent.

"Leave none alive!" Elder Qin lunged forward.

The Cultivators from Xuandan Pavilion and Tian Gong Workshop had never expected disaster to strike from the heavens.

They had originally thought a rare treasure had appeared and wanted to take a share in the Chaos, but at this moment, they were met with the raging fury of two Mid-Stage Core Formation Cultivators.

The Blood Evil Ghost Claws and the Heavenly Demon Blade lights crisscrossed. Screams rose one after another, and the valley instantly turned into a slaughterhouse, with fresh blood staining the ground red.

Clearly, this unprovoked disaster happened only because they shouldn't have appeared at the wrong place at the wrong time.

After killing all the bothersome people in the valley, Elder Shangguan and Elder Qin hovered above the ruins of the completely collapsed Formation. Looking at the devastated, corpse-strewn valley, their faces were pale, their chests heaving violently, and they were speechless for a long time.

Decades of hard work! The massive resources allocated by the Sect, the sacrifices and persistence of countless Disciples here... They had thought that with this summoning, they could perform an unparalleled feat, skyrocket in status within the Sect, and perhaps even hope to glimpse a higher Realm... Now, it had all vanished like bubbles.

The core of the Formation was destroyed, the summoned rare treasure was snatched away halfway, and they had even formed an irreconcilable blood feud with Xuandan Pavilion and Tian Gong Workshop because of it.

This loss could no longer be described as just "heavy"; it was a massive failure that shook the Foundation of the two Sects in this area.

"How... are we to answer to the Sect..." Elder Shangguan sighed deeply.

He was not just tired; he was frustrated! Incredibly frustrated!

Elder Qin was silent, but his tightly clenched fists had turned white, trembling slightly. He suddenly looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and roared in a low voice:

"Answer? How do we answer?! Should we say that the two of us, Mid-Stage Core Formation Cultivators, sat here for decades, and in the end, not only did we fall short, but we also had the Opportunity we had in our hands snatched away right under our noses by a skulking rat with only Early Core Formation Stage cultivation?! Where do we put our faces? Where does the Sect's face go?!"

These words were like ice picks, stabbing deep into the bottom of their hearts, piercing their last shred of hope.

Yes, what they found most unacceptable was not just the result of their failure, but the way they were so miserably defeated.

They didn't even have a clue who snatched the Spirit Beast or which faction they belonged to.

They only knew that the other party's cultivation was clearly inferior to theirs, but using some unfathomable concealment technique and that exquisite, ice-based Clone illusion that turned the virtual into reality, they had toyed with two Mid-stage Core Formation Elders and then walked away.

A great humiliation! This was simply a humiliation they had never experienced in their entire cultivation careers!

If the opponent had been a Nascent Soul monster, they could have comforted themselves that it wasn't their fault. But it was just an Early Core Formation Stage!

If this news reached the Sect, the two of them would surely become the laughingstock of the entire Sect, and even the entire Demonic Path.

In the future, what status would they have in the Sect? Resources and power would likely plummet.

"Wait..." A look of uncertainty flashed in Elder Qin's bloodshot eyes. "That Clone illusion... condensing water into ice, transforming light and shadow, with indistinguishable aura... Do you think... it looks a bit like the rumored unique secret technique of Lu Yuchan of the Tianxuan Sect, Mirror Flower Snow Moon?"

Upon hearing this, Elder Shangguan's body shook violently, and his expression turned incredibly ugly: "Mirror Flower Snow Moon?! You mean... could that person just now be Lu Yuchan? But she entered the Mid-stage Core Formation long ago, and she is a woman..."

He carefully recalled the fleeting exchange just now. Although the opponent's movements and techniques were fast, the aura was fierce and sharp, which seemed different from the temperament of Lu Yuchan's rumored ice-based Cultivation Technique.

"It may not be her in person." Elder Qin's eyes flashed with ruthlessness. "But this technique is rumored to be one of Lu Yuchan's signature skills, and it is never easily taught to outsiders. Even if it isn't her, it must have something to do with the Tianxuan Sect. Perhaps it is a Disciple secretly cultivated by the Tianxuan Sect who received her true teachings!"

"Tianxuan Sect... Lu Yuchan..." Elder Shangguan chewed on the name, cold light flickering in his eyes. "Good! Very good! To think they have reached into our Sect's territory! This matter must be reported to the Sect immediately! Even if it isn't her, we must make the Tianxuan Sect give an explanation!"

The two looked at each other, seeing the same determination and a hint of ruthlessness in each other's eyes.

The next priority was to immediately clean up the scene, unify their story, and then report "suspected interference by the Tianxuan Sect" as the core intelligence.

As for that mysterious Little Beast and their lost face, they would never let it go!

They would settle this score with the Tianxuan Sect sooner or later.

Meanwhile, Lin Feng, who had already fled a thousand miles away and found a place to hide, did not know that his accidental move had unexpectedly drawn disaster towards the Tianxuan Sect.

Lin Feng found a naturally formed, hidden cave deep in a desolate mountain where few people went.

After setting up several layers of concealment and protective Restrictions, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He sat cross-legged, and the first thing he did was check the Little Beast in his arms.

The little guy was still curled up, breathing steadily, seemingly in a deep sleep.

It looked like a robust young leopard, similar in size to a wild cat, covered all over with dense, soft, milky-white fur that felt warm to the touch.

The most unique thing was its back, which had five evenly distributed tufts of crystal-clear fur of different colors. Even in the dim cave, they faintly shimmered with a weak Spiritual Qi.

Its eyes were tightly closed, and the vague Chaos-colored rune mark on its forehead was flickering in and out of existence. Overall, it looked miraculous yet cute, exuding an indescribable spirituality.

"I don't know what your origin is, to have caused two Mid-Stage Core Formation Cultivators to fight so fiercely." Lin Feng gently stroked the Little Beast's soft fur. The five-colored fur emitted a faint yet pure and peaceful Five Elements Spiritual Qi fluctuation. He thought to himself, "Forget it, since you sought me out yourself, it is fate. I will keep you by my side for now; whether it is a blessing or a curse, I will know in the future."

He took out an ordinary Medicinal Pill for nourishing the Divine Soul, dissolved its medicinal power, and carefully fed it into the Little Beast's mouth. Seeing that its breath seemed to stabilize even more, he placed it in a corner lined with soft grass and set up a small Gathering Spiritual Qi Formation to help it recover.

After dealing with the Little Beast, Lin Feng's eyes became sharp.

The urgent matter at hand was to improve his own strength.

He decided to immediately begin refining the first of his planned Western White Tiger Seven Mansions natal sword weapons—the kui su sword.

This sword focused on energy accumulation and burst, which perfectly matched his current need to increase his power in a single strike.

Lin Feng took out the star tears he had obtained from Xu Miaoyin. He formed seals with both hands, channeling the pure Bing-fire Sword Essence within his body, which turned into a gentle yet persistent flame, wrapping the star tears inside and slowly burning them.

This process lasted for seven full days. The Impurities on the surface of the star tears were refined bit by bit, finally turning into a liquid essence the size of a baby's fist, flowing with starlight, containing vast star power and sharp metal Qi.

Lin Feng used his Divine Sense to control and evenly sprinkle the mystic silver sand into the star tears essence.

Subsequently, using the Heart Refining Method, he guided a trace of his essential blood to merge into it, using his own Qi and blood as a guide, letting the two Materials begin their initial Fusion.

Next, he integrated the Geng-metal Sword Essence he had painstakingly cultivated into it. As soon as the Geng-metal Sword Essence entered, it immediately attracted and merged with the sharp metal Qi within.

The liquid Material immediately emitted a faint humming sound, the light surged, and a pure and sharp Sword Intent began to emerge.