196: Leaving the Su family, Blood Moon kills

However, just as everyone was shocked, Lin Xuan looked in a certain direction, then swung his sword, turned around, and returned to the Su Family.

He left everyone bewildered.

However,

Not long after, news spread from Linhai City that the Wu Family had been destroyed by a huge Sword Qi descending from the sky, with the entire Wu Family leveled to the ground, and no one from the Wu Family surviving!

It was then that everyone realized that Lin Xuan's last sword strike earlier was actually to annihilate the Wu Family.

...

Ever since Lin Xuan destroyed a Saint with one sword and annihilated the Wu Family with another, everyone in the Su Family, including the Su Family Old Ancestor, treated Lin Xuan and his companion with the utmost respect, offering them the highest level of hospitality during their stay.

Everyone in the Su Family, especially Lin Xuan, treated them with increasing reverence.

Even the Su Family Old Ancestor no longer dared to address him as 'Young Friend,' but instead called him 'Fellow Daoist' without the slightest awkwardness.

Lin Xuan and his companion did not stay long in the Su Family, departing after only two days.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, are you truly not staying a few more days? This Old Man still has many matters concerning Cultivation that I wish to discuss in depth with you," the Su Family Old Ancestor pleaded.

"Yes, Young Master Lin, why not stay two more days..."

...

Facing the Su Family's pleas, Lin Xuan and his companion politely declined: "No need, we came to Eastern Province for training, and it's time for us to leave now. Fellow Daoists of the Su Family, there's no need to delay us further. We'll meet again someday!"

After waving goodbye to the Su Family, Lin Xuan and his companion left Linhai City and continued their training journey towards the center of the Western Region of Eastern Province.

Watching their departing figures, the Su Family Old Ancestor sighed, "Alas, True Dragons are destined to go to places that truly belong to them. It is a great blessing for our Su Family to have met them... Let's go, let's go back."

"Yes, Old Ancestor," Su Zheng Yuan nodded.

Then, he asked in surprise, "Huh? Strange, I haven't seen that girl Qingyu... Isn't she closest to the two Young Masters Lin? She didn't even come to see them off..."

...

Black Mist Forest

Here, night always comes exceptionally early.

Before the hour of You (5-7 PM), thick, inky mist had already risen from the rotting swamps, shrouding the entire forest in a hazy curtain.

Occasionally, the cry of a night owl would pierce the silence, only to be abruptly cut off as if choked by some unseen entity.

"Crack—"

The sound of a snapping dry branch was particularly jarring in the forest. Lin Haoran abruptly stopped, his right hand already resting on the longsword at his waist.

"Brother Xuan, this mist is problematic," Lin Haoran whispered, his Adam's apple bobbing, "My spiritual sense's detection range has been compressed to less than a hundred zhang."

"This isn't mist," Lin Xuan gently raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers pressed together in a sword incantation, "It's the Blood Moon Sect's 'Spirit-Locking Miasma'."

"In the past two days, the Su Family Old Ancestor also told me a lot about the Blood Moon Sect, including this 'Spirit-Locking Miasma'."

As soon as his voice fell, a three-inch long green Sword Qi suddenly burst from his fingertip.

The Sword Qi grew with the wind after leaving his body, instantly transforming into a ten-zhang green light, forcefully cleaving a vacuum zone through the surrounding thick mist.

"Since you're here, why hide your head and tail?"

Lin Xuan's voice was not loud, but with the amplification of true Qi, it made the surrounding ancient trees tremble.

Dew accumulated on the treetops fell like rain, and before reaching the ground, it was evaporated into white mist by invisible Sword Qi.

"Hahahaha—"

Piercing laughter came from all directions. The mist suddenly surged violently, and twelve blood-colored figures appeared like specters.

Their positions subtly aligned with the Heavenly Stems, and each held a crescent-shaped, oddly shaped weapon, from which crimson liquid continuously dripped.

Leading them was an old man with a hooked nose. He stepped forward, and the Venerable Realm Nine Heavens Peak pressure crushed down like a mountain.

Unfortunately, in front of Lin Xuan, it was instantly shattered without a trace.

"Now we suspect that you and the one who killed our Blood Moon Sect's Young Lord are from the same group. Obediently come back with us to the Blood Moon Sect for investigation, otherwise, today will be your death day!" The old man swung his blood blade with a sinister grin.

Lin Xuan, upon hearing this, merely smiled. The smile was terrifyingly calm, like the sea before a storm.

"Blood Moon Young Lord?" He gently shook his head, "Never heard of him."

Before his words finished, a terrifying aura that changed the heavens and earth suddenly erupted from Lin Xuan's body.

Centered around him, the air within a hundred zhang radius suddenly solidified, all falling leaves suspended in mid-air, and even time seemed to stand still at this moment.

"S-Saint Realm?!" Yin Wushou's sinister grin instantly froze, his face drained of color, "This is impossible! The intelligence clearly said you were just..."

He couldn't finish his sentence.

Lin Xuan simply raised his right hand and gently waved it.

There was no fancy Move, no earth-shattering momentum, just as casually as a woodcutter splitting wood.

But a sword light that spanned the heavens and earth had already torn through the night sky. Wherever it passed, space shattered, and the twelve blood-colored figures disintegrated into blood mist before they could even let out a scream.

The sword light continued its momentum, cutting through hundreds of giant Peaks behind them.

The cross-sections were as smooth as a mirror, gleaming with a cold green light under the moonlight.

"This is..." Lin Xuan turned, his terrifying aura completely retracted. He bent down and picked up half of a blood blade from the ground.

Complex runes were carved on the blade, and they were now strangely wriggling, as if alive.

"The Blood Moon Sect's 'Soul-Devouring Blade', tempered with the essence blood of virgin boys and girls. Each blade requires at least a hundred young children to be harmed."

As he spoke, green flames suddenly rose from his palm. The half-blade let out a shrill scream and was instantly burned to ashes.

Lin Xuan's eyes completely turned cold: "Blood Moon Sect, it seems I cannot let you remain."

"Brother Xuan, are you thinking of..." Lin Haoran understood what Lin Xuan intended to do.

Although he knew Lin Xuan's strength was terrifying, he was still somewhat worried, "But the Blood Moon Sect has three Saint Realm Old Ancestors presiding over it, and their sect-protecting formation is said to be able to withstand the attacks of a Saint Realm Great Perfection..."

"No matter, don't you trust your brother's strength? Hehe," Lin Xuan interrupted him with a chuckle.

Then, before Lin Haoran could speak, Lin Xuan turned to look into the depths of the forest, "Young Miss Su, how long are you going to hide?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Haoran immediately looked over.

He saw tree shadows swaying, and a woman in green gracefully appeared.

Her face was as clear and beautiful as snow, a slender sword hung at her waist, and she walked without touching the dust, appearing poised and dignified. It was indeed Su Qingyu.

"Young Master Lin Xuan, nothing can truly be hidden from you," Su Qingyu smiled helplessly, then turned to Lin Haoran with a sweet, slightly playful smile, "Young Master Haoran, we meet again."

"Young Miss Su... why are you here... shouldn't you be at the Su Family...?" Although Lin Haoran felt a hint of joy, he still asked in confusion.

"Hmph, this Young Miss got bored staying in Linhai City, isn't it allowed for me to come out for some training and fun?" Su Qingyu was too embarrassed to say that she had secretly run away, wanting to train with Lin Haoran, so she could only make up a story.

"No, no, no... I didn't mean that... I meant..." Lin Haoran looked flustered, unsure how to explain himself.

Seeing Lin Haoran's expression, Su Qingyu giggled, "Idiot!"

"Ah? Young Miss Su, what did you say? Me?"

"Nothing..."

...

The two chatted animatedly, seemingly having completely forgotten about Lin Xuan beside them...

And seeing their appearance, Lin Xuan couldn't bear to watch, realizing he had become a three-kilowatt light bulb, hadn't he?

Lin Xuan declared... women only affect the speed of his sword.

"Am I not bright enough as a light? Or do you only have eyes for each other?" Lin Xuan teased.

As soon as Lin Xuan spoke, the two on the opposite side instantly became like two startled kittens, their faces filled with panic.

Su Qingyu remained silent, her cheeks simply flushing red...

Lin Haoran, on the other hand, quickly said, "Brother Xuan, what are you talking about... We were just... just having a normal conversation... Yes, just a normal conversation!"

"Hehe!" Lin Xuan saw through it but didn't expose them.

Then he changed the subject and asked Su Qingyu: "Young Miss Su, do you know the exact location of the Blood Moon Sect?"