Chapter 133: Rather, a Divinity

In the night sky above Donglin City, a turkey with flaming wings carried two women on its back, flying incessantly toward the Qian estate. Even with a number of assassins trailing behind him, hurling flying daggers toward his rear, Qin Xiao pressed forward without hesitation.

Watching the tiny speck in the sky hurtling toward the massive black fox, Qin Xiao wiped away a heavy stream of tears. "Junior brother! You must stay alive..."

...

High above, Jiang Lin popped another blood-replenishing pill. He circled behind the fox demon, a look of grim, undying determination flashing in his eyes.

"Must kill! Ice Dragon Drill!"

Jiang Lin kicked off with both legs, let out a resounding fart, and propelled himself toward the fox demon's rear like a jet taking off. Although Chuxue was deeply unsatisfied, she allowed her foolish master to transform into a giant ice cone, charging straight toward the tail-end of the eight-tailed black fox.

This couldn't help but make Chuxue feel a sense of melancholy. In the past, a single strike from her would have sufficed; how had her master become so pathetic?

Perhaps sensing a tightening sensation in its rear, the eight-tailed black fox slowly turned its head to look at Jiang Lin, then casually raised a tail and swatted downward...

"Boom..."

Unsurprisingly, Jiang Lin was swatted to the ground like a tennis ball, bouncing twice upon impact.

"I truly don't understand why she would fall for someone like you." The eight-tailed black fox turned around, its crimson gaze fixed on Jiang Lin as he scrambled out of the crater.

"I don't know who you're talking about, but plenty of people like me—blame it on my good looks." Jiang Lin stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Truth be told, the disparity was immense, and Jiang Lin was well aware of it. After all, he was merely in the Guanhai Realm, and even if the opponent had used external forces to temporarily reach the Yupu Realm, it was still the Yupu Realm! This was not just a gap of three minor realms and the three levels of the Yuanying Realm; it was the massive chasm between the Middle Five Realms and the Upper Five Realms!

Looking at Jiang Lin and recalling everything she had learned about the man, the black fox shook her head slowly, as if feeling pity and finding his existence unworthy:

*His talent is decent; he can't be even twenty years old yet. To reach the Guanhai Realm at such a young age, and as a sword cultivator no less, is indeed rare—he can be considered a genius. However, Jiuyi is far more outstanding than him.*

*Moreover, it’s strange. He is a sword cultivator, yet he always likes to strike from behind. He is clearly afraid of death, yet there isn't the slightest trace of fear in his eyes. Most importantly, he seems to have no obsession with the Dao, as if everything is just meant to follow its natural course. He doesn't look like a Taoist, yet his mindset has a certain Taoist flavor.*

The eight-tailed black fox felt that Jiuyi should not have fallen for him. This man’s Dao heart was too ethereal and frivolous; becoming a Dao partner with him would only be a burden to Jiuyi. Although she didn't know how this man had "returned from the dead," he would not survive tonight. This could be considered the last small favor she would do for Jiuyi.

Jiang Lin watched the black fox, confused as to why it had suddenly spaced out, but it mattered little. Channeling spiritual power into his blade, Jiang Lin exhaled a breath of freezing air. The icy chill of Chuxue seeped into his body; from the inside out, Jiang Lin was covered in a layer of white frost that acted like armor. Looking closely at his pale skin, one could even faintly see the blood flowing through his veins.

Raising Chuxue to his ear, the blade’s hum struck Jiang Lin’s heart like a beautiful song.

[Falling Snow]

This was the last sword technique Jiang Lin knew. He didn't even know how he had learned it. He remembered it was a sweltering summer in his childhood, and he had fallen asleep hugging Chuxue. He had a dream—he forgot what it was about—but when he woke up, the technique was imprinted in his mind.

Jiang Lin had never used this move. Forget using it; he hadn't even practiced it once. He had a feeling that if he used this technique, it would bring about something terrible. Although he had recently gained access to the System’s training grounds, he hadn't bothered to train there. Just kidding, he hadn't even finished his 100 sets of fist-posture drills yet; why would he waste time practicing something else?

But it should be fine now. After all, with the Blood Name Formation activated, Donglin City was now a minor world unto itself, imperceptible to the outside.

As he activated [Falling Snow], Jiang Lin felt his vision grow incredibly clear. The fox demon's internal structure and the flow of its spiritual power were visible to him in perfect detail.

[Ding... Ancient skill detected. Host's cultivation and physical constitution are insufficient. Would the Host like to purchase a "Health Bar Converter"? (Price: 22,000 Infamy Points).]

[Health Bar Converter: When the Host's cultivation is insufficient to activate a skill, it will actively burn the Host's life force to convert into life and physical constitution. (Required cultivation and physical strength - Host's current cultivation and physical strength = Degree of blood burning).]

[P.S.: Given this is the Host's first time activating an ancient skill, to encourage the Host to keep up the good work, the "Health Bar Converter" is 12% off. Buy now—hesitation means you want to buy, and if you want to buy, don't hesitate, because hesitation will...]

"I'll take it!"

This was the most impulsive purchase Jiang Lin had ever made! It was even more decisive than when he bought soap! The main thing was that it was an ancient skill—it sounded incredibly badass!

[Ding... Transaction complete. We look forward to your next visit.]

The moment the system's voice faded, Jiang Lin's pupils turned a solid, silvery white, much like the Byakugan of the Hyuga clan.

In Jiang Lin’s eyes, the black fox's structure and the flow of its energy were laid bare. More than that, Jiang Lin had never felt his body so perfectly aligned with the Great Dao. He felt an unprecedented strength surging through him. He even felt as if a single strike from his sword could sever causality itself.

A single strike to break ten thousand laws; if one strike wasn't enough, he would simply strike again!

"Biu..."

Suddenly, a health bar and a mana bar appeared above the black fox's head. The appearance of the health bar gave Jiang Lin a divine level of confidence. To an elite player from the great Middle Kingdom, as long as the enemy dared to show a health bar, even a god could be slain!

Jiang Lin slowly raised his head. The black fox met his gaze, and a primal, innate fear welled up from the depths of her soul. She could neither retreat nor advance; she was like a fish on a chopping block accepting its fate. To the black fox, it felt as if she were no longer facing a mere mortal, but a deity.

Jiang Lin raised Chuxue, moving as casually as a calligrapher about to let ink touch paper. Yet, in that casual motion, the black fox felt that if this sword were to fall, she would have absolutely no chance of survival!

"Whoosh..."

Jiang Lin swung Chuxue downward. But just as the black fox braced for certain death, there was a loud "bang."

The man before her, just as he was about to land the strike, suddenly exploded into a mist of blood...

Not even a scrap remained...