443: Chapter 443 Throw it all away, throw it all away

Ning Caihe's sword was as fast as lightning, and every strike carried a fierce Sword Intent.

He wove through the crowd, sword light flashing; with every strike, someone fell.

His sword did not kill; it only pierced wrists and ankles, rendering the enemies unable to fight.

Those Jile Sect Disciples he struck fell to the ground, screaming, unable to get back up.

The Grand Elder, Fifth Elder, and Granny Liu also charged forward.

Although the Grand Elder's longsword had some rust, it remained sharp; he pierced the throat of a Golden Core Stage Disciple with one strike, and the man widened his eyes, unable to believe he had died just like that.

Fifth Elder's short sword was like a venomous snake, specifically targeting vital points; a Golden Core Stage Disciple was struck in the heart by her and died on the spot.

Although Granny Liu's short dagger was small, every strike was incredibly precise; she slashed the throat of a Jile Sect Disciple, and the man clutched his neck, making "he-he" sounds as he fell to the ground, twitching.

The Hehuan Sect Disciples were also ignited.

Although their cultivation was low, at this moment, there was only one fire in their hearts—that fire was called unyielding.

They gripped their Magical Artifacts tightly, following Leng Ningshuang, Zhao Yan, and Ning Caihe, about to charge into the Jile Sect crowd—

Just then, Xu Ruyu's voice suddenly echoed in the minds of every Hehuan Sect Disciple, clear and calm:

"Everyone, discard the Spiritual Artifacts in your hands. Discard them all."

Leng Ningshuang was stunned, almost thinking she had misheard.

Discard them? These Spiritual Artifacts were their only reliance, treasures that Xu Ruyu had painstakingly refined, and now they had to discard them?

Zhao Yan also hesitated for a moment, gripping the qi-breaking gun in his hand even tighter.

Without these Spiritual Artifacts, what would they use to fight the enemy?

But Xu Ruyu's voice came again, carrying unquestionable firmness: "Listen to me, discard them all. Hurry!"

The Grand Elder was the first to react.

He looked deeply at Xu Ruyu, then released his hand. The archaic longsword fell to the ground with a "clang."

Fifth Elder Hua Xunhuan gritted her teeth and also discarded her short sword.

Granny Liu sighed and placed her short dagger by her feet.

Although the Disciples were full of confusion, seeing that the Elders had all followed suit, they also let go one after another.

qi-breaking guns, Magical Artifacts, spiritual talismans... For a moment, the sound of "ding-ding-dang-dang" rang out, and those artifacts shimmering with spiritual light were scattered all over the ground.

The eyes of the people from the Jile Sect and Tianshu Sword Sect turned red instantly.

From the moment the battle began, their gazes had never left these Spiritual Artifacts.

Xu Ruyu had laid them out one by one before; those exquisite Array Pattern and astonishing pressure had long since stoked their greed to the extreme.

Every Golden Core Stage and Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator was calculating in their hearts: once the Hehuan Sect people were dead, these things would be theirs.

And now, the people of the Hehuan Sect had actually voluntarily discarded them!

The air on the cliff seemed to freeze for a moment.

Then, just like someone tossing a spark into dry firewood, the entire Jile Sect camp erupted.

"Mine!"

A Golden Core Stage Cultivator from the Jile Sect was the first to pounce out.

His name was Guo Huai; he had Cultivated for over three hundred years and had been stuck at the Late Golden Core Stage for a full sixty years, unable to achieve a Breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Stage.

He dreamed of having a handy, powerful Magical Artifact to make up for the deficiencies in his Cultivation Technique.

Just now, when Xu Ruyu was displaying those Spiritual Artifacts, his eyes had never left those qi-breaking guns—they were small, agile, and had astonishing power; they were simply tailor-made for him.

At this moment, a qi-breaking gun lay less than ten meters away from him, faint spiritual light flowing over the gun body, as if beckoning to him.

Guo Huai used almost all his strength, his figure shooting out like an arrow as he grabbed the gun handle.

The moment it was in his hand, his whole body trembled.

The Array Pattern engraved on the gun handle actually lit up slightly the moment they touched his spiritual power, as if they had come to life.

A warm flow of spiritual energy surged from the gun body into his palm; the feeling was like holding a breathing life form.

"This... this is..." Guo Huai widened his eyes, his voice trembling, "This is a Spiritual Artifact based on extraterrestrial meteoric iron, layered with nine nested Array Pattern!"

"Each layer of Array Pattern operates independently yet connects to the others; what kind of exquisite Artifact Refining mastery does this require!"

He looked up abruptly, and in his gaze toward Xu Ruyu, his greed could no longer be hidden.

"A brat at the Qi Refinement Stage, how does he deserve to possess such a thing?!"

Just at the moment he was stunned, a sound of wind came from behind him.

Guo Huai instinctively dodged to the side, and a fierce palm wind flew past his ear, blasting a giant rock behind him into pieces.

"Guo Huai, you motherfucker, you dare to snatch from me?!"

A burly man rushed over; he was also a Golden Core Stage Cultivator from the Jile Sect, named Tie Xiong.

His cultivation was slightly higher than Guo Huai's, and at this moment, the flesh on his face was trembling, his copper-bell-like eyes staring fixedly at the qi-breaking gun in Guo Huai's hand.

"Tie Xiong, I got this first!" Guo Huai gripped the gun handle tightly, refusing to let go.

"You got it first? What kind of thing do you think you are!" Tie Xiong stepped forward, the ground trembling, "I've had my eye on this gun for half an hour!"

"You, a piece of trash stuck at the Late Golden Core Stage for sixty years, are you worthy of using such a Spiritual Artifact? Hand it over!"

"Not a chance!"

Tie Xiong stopped talking nonsense and threw a punch.

He Cultivated the "Vajra Body-Breaking Technique," his fist wind like thunder, carrying a force that could destroy everything.

Guo Huai had to release the gun handle and dodge, but Tie Xiong's target was not him at all; instead, he grabbed the qi-breaking gun and laughed heartily.