208: Commentary on the "Soul-Slaying" Sword Pill

Soul Slasher's mental transmission came through: "Without my defense!"

"I was afraid he would harm Master!"

Gu Changan rolled his eyes in exasperation; this fellow actually knew to protect him!

In truth, Soul Slasher possessed extremely high intelligence and had reacted in an instant.

Then, it launched another attack toward the white-robed Cultivator.

A streak of gray sword light shot straight forward.

The white-robed Cultivator' Flying Sword collided with it precisely once again.

Soul Slasher took the opportunity to merge back together and pierced straight through the head of the Cultivator in Purple Robes from the left.

The Cultivator in Purple Robes had unleashed two lightning strikes; before the third could be released, he was instantly killed by the Sword Pellet.

The white-robed Cultivator in the center was somewhat frustrated, having failed to react to Soul Slasher's feint!

The Green-Robed Cultivator on the far right was scared out of his wits.

He shouted, "Can we stop?"

"I will retreat right now!"

Gu Changan remained silent, simply watching the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher perform!

The Sword Pellet Soul Slasher repeated its old trick, charging directly at the Green-Robed Cultivator.

The Green-Robed Cultivator hurriedly conjured three Wind Walls in front of him, but he still didn't feel safe.

He brandished a fan, conjuring Wind Wall after Wind Wall.

But how could they withstand the charge of the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher?

The Sword Pellet Soul Slasher broke through Wind Wall after Wind Wall with unstoppable momentum.

Seeing this, the white-robed Cultivator hurriedly controlled his Flying Sword, attempting to knock the Sword Pellet away again.

But the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher possessed high intelligence; would it be blocked by a dead object?

It turned the tables, intentionally controlling the Sword Pellet to charge toward the white-robed Cultivator instead.

The white-robed Cultivator was also scared out of his wits and hurriedly recalled his Flying Sword for defense.

Thus, the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher successfully carried out its plan, piercing straight through the Green-Robed Cultivator' many Wind Walls, then his shield, and finally his head.

Another corpse with a hole in its head was added to the ground.

The white-robed Cultivator was going mad, both furious at his own incompetence for being played by a Sword Pellet!

And furious that he didn't have a Sharp Weapon!

If that Sword Pellet were his, these people would have been dead long ago!

He then vented all his rage onto Gu Changan.

As long as the master of this Sword Pellet died, the Sword Pellet would become a rootless drifter!

The white-robed Cultivator controlled his Flying Sword, stabbing it straight toward Gu Changan's throat.

Gu Changan stood there without even dodging, as if he were paralyzed by fear.

He just quietly watched the white-robed Cultivator' performance.

Gu Changan was very confident in his earth fetal membrane!

After all, it had withstood a Flying Sword attack from a Middle Golden Core Stage Cultivator last time.

Needless to say, this time was child's play too!

However, the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher didn't know that!

The Sword Pellet Soul Slasher frantically rushed back to defend, directly knocking the opponent's Flying Sword aside.

Gu Changan had a bit of a headache: "Hurry up and destroy him!"

"He can't hurt me!"

The Sword Pellet Soul Slasher vibrated in the air, as if it understood Gu Changan's words!

Taking advantage of the moment it knocked the Flying Sword away, it swiftly passed through the head of the white-robed Cultivator.

This powerful Sword Cultivator simply fell backward silently.

Gu Changan turned back to look at the battle on the left.

The two Golden Core Stage Blood Cultivators were not in very good condition!

The Early Golden Core Stage Blood Cultivator had black claw marks visible on his arms and back.

It seemed he had been severely injured by the Golden Core Stage Ghost General; after all, two Golden Core Stage Ghost Generals were more than enough to handle one opponent.

As for the other Middle Golden Core Stage Blood Cultivator, he relied on his thick blood shield.

The two Golden Core Stage Ghost Cultivators couldn't do much to him.

With every attack, the soul bodies sustained damage.

The opponent's blood-colored shield was also losing energy.

It was a complete war of attrition!

Gu Changan looked at the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher beside him: "Aren't you going to finish them off?"

With two 'whoosh' sounds, two corpses fell straight to the ground.

A Little Black emerged from the top-grade thousand soul banner and said in great surprise, "Soul Slasher, you were actually this powerful?"

"So the gap between us is this large!"

A Sword Pellet-sized spirit also appeared atop the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher.

It had a haughty demeanor, with its left hand behind its back and its right index and middle fingers pressed together in front of its body.

It glanced at Gu Changan's expression and saw he wasn't angry, then resumed its haughty air.

It tilted its head at a 45-degree angle to look at the sky and let out a cold snort!

It was clear it was extremely proud and self-satisfied.

It seemed to be saying to Gu Changan, "Hurry up and praise me!"

Gu Changan was somewhat speechless; it wasn't always good for the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher to be too intelligent!

It even had a bit of a temper now?

Gu Changan didn't intend to spoil it and decided to take it down a notch with his words.

He put on a stern face: "Why were you so slow just now?"

"It actually took you this long to kill three people?"

"You couldn't even handle that white-robed Sword Cultivator?"

"You need to realize!"

"Your speed is faster than his!"

"Faster than even his Flying Sword!"

"But you actually traded blows back and forth with him?"

"Am I supposed to praise you?"

"Since you are faster than him, you should seize the initiative and go for a one-hit kill!"

"After knocking his Flying Sword away, you should have immediately struck back."

"How could it have wasted so much time?"

"Furthermore, your true form is formless!"

"After being split in two, couldn't you control two Flying Swords?"

"Must you merge them together?"

"Couldn't two Flying Swords attack two targets?"

"What's going on in that head of yours?"

With every sentence Gu Changan spoke, the head of Soul Slasher's spirit lowered an inch.

By the time Gu Changan finished speaking, Soul Slasher's head was buried in its chest.

It kept its head down, not daring to look Gu Changan in the eye.

Seeing this, Gu Changan's heart softened.

After all, a spirit he had enlightened was like his own child.

He had never taught it how to fight, so how could it know?

However, as the master, how could he admit he was wrong?

"Fine! Pay attention next time!"

"Remember, your body is ever-changing!"

"You can turn into as many Flying Swords as you want, as long as you can control them!"

"One Flying Sword per target. You can try it now!"

In the air, the Sword Pellet Soul Slasher transformed from a circular sphere into a Flying Sword.

Then, the Flying Sword split in two, becoming two Flying Swords.

They hovered quietly in the air.

Soul Slasher's spirit hopped from one Flying Sword to the other.

It seemed to be familiarizing itself with its current state!

Then, the two Flying Swords split once more into four!

Gu Changan looked on and nodded in satisfaction; this was the state he wanted!

Seeing that Gu Changan was quite satisfied, Soul Slasher lifted its head again.

It then walked across the four Flying Swords in sequence and waved its hand again.

The four parallel Flying Swords split down the middle once more, becoming eight!

Gu Changan's smile grew wider: "A student worth teaching!"

Although Soul Slasher didn't understand exactly what that meant, it knew it was a compliment.

It jumped back and forth across the eight Flying Swords.

Seeing this, Gu Changan asked curiously: "Is splitting into eight Flying Swords your limit?"

Soul Slasher thought seriously for a moment, then replied: "I should be able to control ten Flying Swords!"

"But any more than that, and I won't be able to control them as flexibly!"

"So eight is quite good!"

"Does Master want me to control more?"