Nine Yang Sword Saint

Yang Dingtian let out a helpless laugh and said, “It seems like Young Lord Qin and Demon Woman Dugu have a relationship that is far more intimate than I imagined.”

“Of course.” Yan Bieqin said, “For Qin City’s great undertaking, Young Lord has given up the Mystic Flame which only appears once every two centuries to Young Lady Dugu. Do you think they aren’t intimate?”

“Very generous indeed.” Yang Dingtian said.

Originally, Yang Dingtian was still looking forward to the trio having internal strife over the Mystic Flame. It was impossible now as they had already decided who would obtain the Mystic Flame.

The generous person wasn’t just Qin Huaiyu, Gudu Wuhuan was also very generous as he was actually willing to give up a supreme treasure like the Mystic Flame.

But it was obvious that Qin City wasn’t going to conduct an unprofitable business. If they were willing to give up the Mystic Flame, they must have obtained something extremely precious in return.

***

“Alright, enough talk, time for the proper business.” Yan Bieqin said, “You and I might be rivals in love, but we are still acquaintances. I shall let you choose… Do I kill you first and kill Dongfang Bingling later? Or do I kill Dongfang Bingling first, then kill you later?”

Yang Dingtian revealed a helpless smile and said, “It is better for you to kill me first.”

“You are indeed a hero.” Yan Bieqin smiled and slowly drew his sword.

“That’s right. Before you make your move, I have a request.” Yang Dingtian said.

“Please speak.” Yan Bieqin replied.

“Please don’t do anything disrespectful to Dongfang Bingling’s body. Let her die with her purity.” Yang Dingtian requested.

Yan Bieqin said, “Don’t worry, even though I am coveting for Fairy Dongfang’s body, I cherish my life more. If Young Lord knew that I had a taste of Dongfang Bingling, death would be waiting for me. Young Lord is very possessive, and you should know it too.”

“Then I have nothing to worry about.” Yang Dingtian slowly lifted his Sky Devil Flame Saber and circulated the Devil Flame Saber Art.

Yang Dingtian’s opponent was a 1-star Martial Supreme while he was only a 1-star Martial Mystic.

It wasn’t even necessary to fight. But even if Yang Dingtian were to die, he wasn’t willing to die in such a cowardly manner.

“Come then, Yan Bieqin!” Yang Dingtian yelled out.

Immediately after, the Sky Devil Flame Saber blazed with fire.

After circulating all his mystic qi, the entire Sky Devil Flame Saber was bursting with dazzling radiance.

Yan Bieqin’s hand clenched gently, causing the sharp sword to turn blood-red and translucent while it burst out with overwhelming, mountain-like energy.

That’s right, he was a Martial Supreme, and just the motion of clenching the sword had given off a mountain-like pressure. Yang Dingtian, who was wielding the Sky Devil Flame Saber, nearly couldn’t breathe.

“Devil Flame Saber Art’s third move, Devilish Breaking Prison Saber!”

This was a move that Yang Dingtian had never used before.

However, this time, he didn’t hold back anything and poured all his mystic qi into the Sky Devil Flame Saber.

Even if he had to die in combat, he was going to exert his full force.

“Come on, then!” Yang Dingtian yelled out and cleaved with the Sky Devil Flame Saber.

“Swish…” The entire space was turned into blood-red darkness.

It felt as though the entire place had turned into hell. The giant dark red flaming saber was cleaving straight at Yan Bieqin’s head.

This was the limit of Yang Dingtian’s mystic qi and energy.

If Yang Dingtian were fighting against a 5-star Martial Mystic who was four levels superior to Yang Dingtian, the 5-star Martial Mystic would still be either killed or severely injured by this move, Devilish Breaking Prison Saber.

When Yang Dingtian had exerted all his strength in this cleave, Yan Bieqin’s sword had also slashed down lightly.

His sword had burst forth with purplish-red radiance.

Subsequently, Yang Dingtian’s dark red flaming saber had clashed hard with Yan Bieqin’s purple radiance.

From the looks of it, Yang Dingtian’s flaming blade was very shocking and had taken up the entire combat space. It was just like the hell that was going to consume everything.

In comparison, Yan Bieqin’s purple sword radiance was merely the thickness of a finger and two to three meters long.

But, when the horrific dark red flaming saber encountered the purple sword radiance, it was like hot water going through thick snow. The flaming saber was instantly dissipated and vanished without a trace.

Yang Dingtian’s all-out saber attack, the strongest move of the Devil Flame Saber Art, was neutralized into nothingness by Yan Bieqin with a gentle sword slash.

This was an outcome that Yang Dingtian had already imagined. But when he witnessed it, he couldn’t help but get shocked.

It was at this moment, the difference of strength between Yan Bieqin and Yang Dingtian was worlds apart.

After the purple sword radiance destroyed Yang Dingtian’s mystic skill, it was nearly unscathed and continued to slash towards Yang Dingtian’s head.

Even though Yang Dingtian’s mystic qi was already almost empty, he still desperately circulated everything he had to execute the Fire Transformation Art and wanted to neutralize Yan Bieqin’s sword attack.

Of course, the current Yang Dingtian’s Fire Transformation Art should be able to neutralize a twentieth of Yan Bieqin’s sword attack, but it was the same as doing nothing.

When it slashed at Yang Dingtian’s body, there was only one outcome… utter devastation and horrible death.

Of course, it might feel strange… Why didn’t Yang Dingtian use the thunder attribute mystic skill? Thunder attribute mystic skill might be astounding and could neglect defenses, but the lethal power was inferior to the Devil Flame Saber Art.

It was almost in an instant!

Yan Bieqin’s sword radiance had reached Yang Dingtian’s head.

Yang Dingtian widened his eyes and slashed with the Yin Yang Qi Transformation Technique.

“Farewell, Yanyan.”

“Farewell, Ningning.”

“Farewell, everyone who cares for me. I have disappointed all of you.”

“Am I unresigned? Or am I absolved?”

Countless thoughts rushed into his mind.

He was about to turn into ashes and die horribly.

He had numerous thoughts in his mind, but he didn’t wish to think about anything and simply waited for the final moment to arrive.

The sword radiance slashed at Yang Dingtian’s head and burst with radiance.

The narrow space was filled with blinding radiance.

***

Yang Dingtian wasn’t dead yet. That lethal sword radiance vanished after reaching his head.

Afterward, the entire space was in silence.

Yang Dingtian had escaped death, but he didn’t have any delighted expression at all.

“Why?” Yang Dingtian asked slowly.

Yan Bieqin shrugged his shoulders.

“Why didn’t you kill me?” Yang Dingtian asked again.

Yan Bieqin said, “It isn’t the time yet. I cannot kill you right now.”

“It isn’t the time yet?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“You will know when it is the right time.” Yan Bieqin said, “By then, you will also know my true identity.”

Yang Dingtian stated, “But if you don’t kill me, your Young Lord wouldn’t let you go.”

Yan Bieqin said, “He… didn’t have the intention to let me live either. Do you know, the fire attribute demon core that I used is merely 500-years-old. I can pass through the 1,000-meter unfreezing pool to kill you, but the demon core has already used all its energy. I will not be able to leave this place.”

Yang Dingtian was astonished and immediately nodded, “That is indeed Qin Huaiyu’s style of work.”

Even if Yan Bieqin were Qin Huaiyu’s trusted aide, the killing of Dongfang Bingling and colluding with the Evil Dao were Qin Huaiyu’s greatest secrets. Right now, Yan Bieqin knew these secrets; hence, he had to die.

As such, Yan Bieqin had to come down with the 500-years-old demon core. After killing Yang Dingtian and Dongfang Bingling, he would be trapped here forever. Even if he tried to leave, he would have to face death.

He was Qin Huaiyu’s trusted aide and had followed Qin Huaiyu for over ten years, but it was obvious that Qin Huaiyu didn’t trust anyone.

Yan Bieqin stated, “I have been hiding by Qin Huaiyu’s side and originally planned to wait until I am powerful enough to do everything I want and until I can take back everything that belongs to me before I reveal my true self. But I don’t need to do that anymore. Since he wants me dead, I can return to being myself in advance.”

“Hence, I shall let you off and not kill you today.” Yan Bieqin laughed and said, “As such, Yang Dingtian, you owe me a favor.”

Yang Dingtian said, “What about Dongfang Bingling?”

“Her?” Yan Bieqin said, “If I am not killing you, all the more I wouldn’t kill her. If I keep her alive, she will be able to slaughter the entire Qin City, wouldn’t that be better?”

Even though Yan Bieqin’s tone was indifferent, Yang Dingtian could still hear his deep-rooted hatred towards Qin City.

Immediately, Yang Dingtian couldn’t help but get even more curious. Who exactly was Yan Bieqin? Why would he serve as Qin Huaiyu’s slave for over ten years but also hate Qin City?

There was also his statement: “Until I can take back everything that belongs to me.”

All this pointed to the fact that Yan Bieqin had a very special identity. Who exactly could he be?

“Yes, I owe you a favor.” Yang Dingtian said seriously.

Yan Bieqin smiled and said, “By then, you will need to repay the favor, and it will be very significant and immense.”

Yang Dingtian replied, “By then, I will do it. But, if you don’t kill me, what are you planning to do next? How are you going to escape?”

“You will give me something.” Yan Bieqin responded.

“What thing?” Yang Dingtian asked.

“Demon core, the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core.” Yan Bieqin said, “The Terror Manor’s Zhao Mu handed his father’s failed soul sword to you. There is a brutal sword soul inside. That sword is embedded with the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core. The demon core might have been damaged during the battle between you and Qin Shaobai, but it should still be usable and is enough for me to cross the 1,000-meter unfreezing water to leave this place.”

Yang Dingtian’s eyes had shrunk as he thought about it.

But would Yan Bieqin kill Yang Dingtian after he handed over the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core? Earlier on, Yan Bieqin didn’t kill Yang Dingtian because he wanted the demon core.

“Alright, I will give it to you.” Yang Dingtian said. He didn’t really hesitate and immediately agreed.

“Many thanks.” Yan Bieqin said.

“Can you turn around? I need to take out the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core.” Yang Dingtian stated.

“Okay.” Yan Bieqin immediately turned around and even closed his eyes.

Yang Dingtian had also turned around and took out the Night Owl Strange Blade from the spatial ring.

Two demon cores were stuck together tightly at the hilt of the giant blade. They were the 1,000-year Night Owl’s demon core and the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core.

Yang Dingtian took out his youngling sword and slashed at the Night Owl Strange Blade.