Chapter 51: Burning wood sword skills are subtle, burning your body

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of wind whistled past his ears as the roadside scenery continuously receded.

The two ahead were fleeing quickly, but because they were injured, the scent of blood was impossible to mask.

Yan Chu was in no hurry and took a moment to open his interface.

[Host: Yan Chu]

[Cultivation: Fifth Realm, Meridian Opening Early Stage]

[Cultivation Technique: Nine Yang Divine Art (Level 5: 1690/32000), Thirteen Protectors Hardened Golden Bell Shield (Level 3: 6200/7500)]

[Martial Skill: Golden Goose Skill (Soaring Skyward: 40/4000), Great Demon Subduing Fist (Major Achievement: 830/2600), Wood Burning Saber Technique (Major Achievement: 1800/2500), Shifting Stars (Qi Shifting Stars: 320/4000), Formless Tribulation Finger (Minor Achievement: 130/1200)]

[Experience Points: 6300]

"What a windfall of experience points!"

"As expected of the Holy Lotus Sect, not a single one is an ordinary person!"

Regardless, he had already witnessed the methods of these Holy Lotus Cult Members.

Relying on devouring the essence and blood of living people for cultivation, they were a demonic cult through and through.

Killing such people, Yan Chu felt no psychological burden at all.

Helping the weak and upholding justice, isn't that what living a life of gratified revenge is all about?

And it had to be said, his luck was truly quite good.

He could run into people from the Holy Lotus Sect just by picking a random inn to eat at.

"Add 700 experience points to the Wood Burning Saber Technique!"

In an instant, a vast amount of cultivation memories flooded his mind. He once again became that monk holding a Monastic Blade, swinging and hacking day after day, year after year.

At a certain moment, the azure nether precious saber in his hand began to grow hot.

This was him unconsciously beginning to Move the blade, and a fiery red saber glow began to flicker at the edge of the blade.

"Hmm? The Wood Burning Saber Technique can still be improved?"

A sudden realization dawned in Yan Chu's heart.

The Major Achievement Realm was not the limit of the Wood Burning Saber Technique; this saber technique could still be enhanced.

"Add another thousand experience points!"

Immediately, even more massive cultivation memories appeared. The muscles in his arms bulged and retracted, retracted and bulged, and the calluses on his palms continuously formed and peeled away.

A divine light suddenly burst from Yan Chu's eyes, and a flame that could incinerate everything flickered deep within his gaze.

[Wood Burning Saber Technique (subtle realm: 1000/5000)]

subtle realm could also be called Perfection.

As one of Shaolin's Seventy-Two Supreme Techniques, the Wood Burning Saber Technique's Rank far exceeded the Wind-Splashing Saber Technique, and its Moves contained more variations. The subtle realm level represented a deeper mastery of this saber technique, where every minute change was internalized.

"There's still 4600 experience left. Let's just max out the Wood Burning Saber Technique!"

With the azure nether saber in hand and the Wood Burning Saber Technique at Perfection, he wouldn't be considered a weakling even in the Fifth Realm.

Unfortunately, his experience points were still not quite enough.

Otherwise, if he maxed out all his Martial Skills, he could walk tall in this Realm even if his cultivation was only at the Meridian Opening Early Stage.

4000 experience points were deducted, and another surge of cultivation memories surfaced.

The monk who had been practicing his swings daily suddenly stopped at this moment, an air of solemn dignity appearing about him.

"Incinerate... Your... Wretched... Husk!"

The monk's lips moved slightly, and a grand Zen chant echoed through Yan Chu's mind.

Buzz!

The azure nether saber hummed automatically at this moment, flying out of its sheath...

...

The two Deputy Incense Masters of the Holy Lotus Sect, one in front of the other, forcibly suppressed the Saber Qi in their bodies and fled for their lives.

The young man behind them made no Move, merely trailing about a hundred meters behind them.

But that invisible pressure weighed heavily on their hearts.

The more the opponent acted like this, the more it proved he was at ease, like a cat playing with a mouse.

It wasn't that he couldn't take their lives, but rather that he wanted to find the person behind them.

But they didn't dare to stop!

There is great terror between life and death.

Even many people of virtue and morality might undergo a drastic change in personality and fall into madness when faced with death.

Not to mention they were members of an evil cult; they feared death even more.

As long as they escaped to the stronghold and the Helm Master took action, Yan Chu would definitely not survive!

Almost there!

Almost arrived!

Buzz—

At this moment, a slight hum echoed in their ears. Their vision blurred, and a green precious saber was thrust diagonally into the ground ahead, a circle of scorched black appearing around it.

"What's going on?"

The person in front instinctively felt something was wrong, yet he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He turned around. Old Bai, his fellow Deputy Incense Master, had stopped behind him with a strange expression on his face.

Further away, Yan Chu strolled over leisurely. There was not a trace of Killing Intent on him; instead, he possessed an indescribable Buddhist nature.

"Old Bai, you..."

Old Bai pointed at him, unable to speak for a long time.

"What's wrong? Why are you pointing at me?"

As he spoke, he finally realized what was wrong.

His tongue was gone!

His throat was also gone; he couldn't make a sound.

And... his ears, it seemed he hadn't heard what Old Bai said just now?

And now, his vision was becoming blurry, a patch of darkness before his eyes.

Then, he plunged into eternal darkness.

In Old Bai's eyes, the other man had become a human torch.

Flames erupted from his seven orifices, yet he seemed completely unaware of it, without a hint of pain.

This was too eerie!

[Slew a Fourth Realm cultist of the Holy Lotus Evil Sect, feeling extremely gratified, Experience +1000]

Yan Chu shook his head.

He hadn't originally intended to kill these two, wanting to keep them to lead him to the Holy Lotus Sect stronghold.

Who would have thought that upon reaching the highest level of the Wood Burning Saber Technique, he would unconsciously use the final Move, "Incinerate Your Wretched Husk," leaving them no chance of survival.

The man behind hadn't died yet, only because the Wood Burning Saber Qi hadn't erupted yet.

In this situation, not even the gods could save him!

Thud!

Old Bai knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

"Young Hero Yan, spare my life! My Holy Lotus Sect never intended to oppose you! Please, spare me!"

Yan Chu raised his hand and summoned the azure nether saber back into his palm.

He said indifferently, "Tell me, where is your stronghold? Who is in there? What are their cultivation levels?"

"Our stronghold is in Xiaonan Village, twenty miles from here. Inside, there are..."

Old Bai didn't dare hide anything and spilled everything he knew like beans from a bamboo tube. Anyway, there was a Helm Master and two Protectors from an outside branch stationed there; he didn't believe Yan Chu would dare to attack alone.

"Three Fifth Realm experts! And one of them is heavily injured?"

Yan Chu pondered for a moment, feeling he wasn't completely certain of success.

After all, he only had one saber technique at Perfection, and his cultivation and other Martial Skills weren't too strong yet.

"It's fine, I'll take note of it! It'll probably only be a matter of a few days!"

Yan Chu noted the location and turned to leave.

"He's just leaving like that?"

Old Bai was stunned, followed by wild joy in his heart.

He leaped up and fled into the distance.

Before he could take two steps, he turned into a ball of fire, yet he was completely unaware, still thinking he had escaped death and running with all his might.

But the faster he ran, the more intensely the fire burned...

[Slew a Fourth Realm cultist of the Holy Lotus Evil Sect, feeling extremely gratified, Experience +1000]

Hearing the sound in his ears, Yan Chu stopped.

Unknowingly, he had arrived at the banks of the Yang River again.

The river water surged and flowed eastward.

Those two Fourth Realm experts had been incinerated into fly ash without feeling any pain.

This final Move of the Wood Burning Saber Technique, "Incinerate Your Wretched Husk," was indeed eerie.

"I had 600 experience left, and now here's another 2000. Add it to the Thirteen Protectors Hardened Golden Bell Shield!"

This experience was enough to break through this divine art to the fourth level.

He would inevitably become harder! Stronger!