Chapter 1378: A Jade Slip Sparks Murderous Intent, Listing Crimes to Strip the Saintly Title

San Di, Wei Feng.

His path resembles that of the ancient sword cultivators, and he was a peerless blade master of the same era as You Tu.

Born with no attribute awakening, he should have been abandoned, but instead, he took up the blade resolutely, carving a bloody path to prove his dao and achieve sainthood. People gave him the nickname "Killer God Wei Feng."

Throughout his life, he slew countless geniuses, with a fiery temperament and a bloodthirsty madness. Later, he was imprisoned by Sheng Shen Dian Tang in Si Hai for several decades, bringing peace to the jianghu.

In Si Hai, after his edge was fully dulled, Sheng Shen Dian Tang offered him the position of San Di and invited him to emerge from seclusion.

Thus, Killer God Wei Feng became the first blade master on Gui Zhe Sheng Shan!

When Jin Ren saw this black-clad old man at the tunnel entrance, who was about the same height as the dean, his mind flashed back to the intelligence left by Xiang Yi in that jade slip about the Ten-Person Council.

There was no doubt—this was a ruthless figure!

Especially under the forbidden seal at the Ran Ming Yi Zhi entrance, where spirit refiners were almost useless and ancient sword cultivators dominated, Wei Feng stood as a third force independent of both paths!

"Dao Ke…"

Dao Ke was not the same as ancient blade cultivators.

On Sheng Shen Continent, the path of the blade was not as fully inherited as that of the sword.

Wei Feng walked his own road; he was the founder of his lineage!

Now a Ban Sheng, if he left a legacy, its pinnacle would be Ban Sheng.

If he became a Sheng Di, that would be the pinnacle.

If he ascended to godhood and became an ancestor, his dao would revolutionize the era, transforming into a great dao on par with "Gu Jian Shu."

His status would then equal that of Jian Shen Gu Lou Ying.

But all of this was still unknown—what exactly was Killer God Wei Feng's dao…

With Xiang Yi's methods, she couldn't even obtain much of his battle intelligence, only basic information about him.

This showed how much effort Sheng Shen Dian Tang had put into hiding this blade from a bygone era.

Jin Ren's gaze quickly shifted from the black-clad old man to the broad blade he was leaning on.

It was a dark green blade.

The blade was as wide as a human head, three fingers thick, and taller than Wei Feng himself, requiring him to sit on a stone to prop it up by the handle.

Its surface was covered in naturally formed, dragon-scale-like dark patterns, ancient and weathered, as if suppressing a surging, violent force within.

The dark green hue of the blade was not its true form but was forged from years of being stained with blood and devouring souls.

Jin Ren knew this detail thanks to Xiang Yi's intelligence.

"Yan Wang Yan, one of the Ten Anomalous Weapons, the ultimate vicious blade!"

"Legend has it that merely breaking the skin with this blade will make it thirst for blood and devour souls, causing excruciating pain and a heart like it's being twisted by a knife, while the vicious aura invades, clouding the mind."

"If it cuts muscles and splits bones with every strike, the enemy grows weaker, while I grow stronger; as they falter, I thrive."

As Jin Ren solemnly reminded himself, his gaze returned to the black-clad elder, and he sighed slowly:

"Yan Wang Yan, Yan Wang Yan… Yan Wang invites to the feast, three strikes and you're dead."

"Yet, no ordinary person can suppress the power of 'Yan Wang Yan'; within three strikes, the wielder will be backlashed to death!"

"In this era, only one person can wield such a fiercely anomalous weapon. Predecessor, you must be one of the San Di, Killer God Wei Feng?"

The tunnel entrance was thick with killing intent.

After Wei Feng lifted his eyes, the crimson in his pupils faded slightly.

He heard the genuine admiration and awe in the young man's words and couldn't help but curl his lips:

"I heard that Sheng Nu Xu Xiao Shou is sharp-tongued, attacking the heart before the body. I've been preparing and guarding against it for a long time, but I didn't expect…"

"You're so afraid of me?"

Wei Feng burst into laughter, seeming quite pleased that his aged blade was still sharp enough to intimidate this rising star.

"No, no, no, Predecessor, you've misunderstood. I'm not flattering you." Jin Ren waved his hand and shook his head.

"Oh?" Wei Feng was stunned. "Then what do you mean?"

"What I mean is…" Jin Ren paused, then chuckled, lowering his head with eyes drooped, like a benevolent figure in wrath:

"Someone as outstanding as you, one of the San Di, might be glorious outside, but here with me, status doesn't matter."

"You see, on Void Island, I just played a San Di to death. He could have lived—I even advised him…"

Jin Ren spread his hands, looked up with an innocent smile:

"He didn't listen, so what could I do!"

"Wei Feng Predecessor, do you want to hear what I said to him back then?"

The smile on Wei Feng's face, who was leaning on his blade, froze instantly, and his expression turned icy.

Yan Wu Se was dead.

Of course, Wei Feng knew that.

He also knew that Yan Wu Se wasn't exactly played to death by Xu Xiao Shou; rather, he was worn down bit by bit in a wheel battle and ultimately killed by a sneaky water ghost's backstab.

The interlocking kill trap on Void Island—before it ended, no one knew who the main target was.

But!

Whoever went would die!

That was undeniable.

Any Ban Sheng, thinking back now, wouldn't be confident of surviving that trap unscathed, except for Dao Dian Zhu.

Wei Feng had known Yan Wu Se for too long.

He knew what kind of person he was.

He never imagined that the day the Ten-Person Council gathered, when Yan Wu Se was even eager to stir trouble and challenge him, would be their last meeting.

But, insulting the dead to elevate yourself—that's your Sheng Nu's proud tactic?

Wei Feng slapped the blade of Yan Wang Yan.

The dark green broad blade spun and rested on his shoulder.

The tunnel entrance boomed as killing intent filled the air, even shaking loose stones from the ceiling above.

Just as Wei Feng was about to erupt in anger, his hand touched something in his pocket—a jade slip—and his mind flashed with Dao Qiong Cang's stern face:

"Stay calm!"

"Wei Feng Predecessor, for this battle, I have only one requirement: fight with a composed mind, like the 'jing' you've realized over decades in Si Hai."

"You can unleash all your skills; even if you shatter the sky or collapse Ran Ming Yi Zhi, it doesn't matter."

"But if you really encounter Xu Xiao Shou at your post, treat his words as farts."

"If you can't, withdraw from the Heavenly Group; I'll find someone else for this guard duty."

"Don't use excuses like 'Yan Wang Yan got out of control' afterward. I've listed every excuse you might think of—just keep this jade slip and review it when you have time."

Wei Feng touched the jade slip in his pocket, titled "Excuses Compendium," and the crimson in his eyes faded further, making him even calmer than before.

It had to be said, the creation and presence of that jade slip were absurd.

Yet, its effect was extraordinary!

This little trinket, which Wei Feng had once mocked as crap and cursed as a waste of a few hundred ling crystals, was now more soothing than any expensive heavenly artifact, rare inscribed stele, or mystical calming treasure.

Wei Feng knew that if he lost control and word of the "Excuses Compendium" got out…

His lifelong reputation would be ruined!

"I'll admit you've won before, and that's something you can boast about, since you beat a Ban Sheng…"

"But, isn't that just what rats do?" Wei Feng shouldered his broad blade and mocked softly: "Surviving by trickery and taking pride in it—it's just laughable!"

Jin Ren was startled at the words, his face showing suspicion.

Something's wrong?

This was completely opposite to the intelligence!

Wasn't this person supposed to be bloodthirsty, exploding in anger at the slightest provocation, and then easily manipulated into madness, making him the easiest to kill?

Xu Xiao Shou and Jin Ren were quite skilled at that.

But now, looking at Wei Feng's behavior, he shouldn't be called "Killer God Wei Feng"; it should be "Guaranteed Not to Lose It."

Xiang Yi misled me!

Jin Ren screamed inwardly, but his face remained perfectly calm as he stepped forward, saying while walking:

"Wei Feng Predecessor, you're more polite than I imagined. I thought we'd start fighting as soon as we met!"

"With your killing nature, standing here wasting time with me must be Dao Dian Zhu's arrangement, right?"

"Are you waiting for reinforcements from outside?"

Jin Ren chuckled, glancing back toward Hei Shui Jian:

"To be honest, those people outside are held up by one of my minor clones. In the end, they'll all be blown away—whoever comes will just embarrass themselves."

"I have plenty of time to drag this out with you, so if you want to chat…"

He shifted the topic back: "Aren't you curious about that regretful line Yan Lao heard?"

Honestly, a bit curious… Wei Feng shook his head: "I don't want to know."

Wei Feng said his piece, and Jin Ren said his.

He actually walked right up to the blade-wielding old man, heedless of danger, leaning down to whisper in his ear while gazing at the tunnel entrance:

"I told him…"

Wei Feng suppressed the urge to decapitate him with a single strike and felt a hint of anticipation: "What?"

Jin Ren's lips curled: "Good dog, don't block the way!"

In an instant, Wei Feng's eyes turned abruptly red, white smoke rising from his head as he drew Yan Wang Yan and slashed down with force.

"Hey—"

Jin Ren reacted swiftly, barely dodging to the side.

The edge of Yan Wang Yan grazed his waist, tearing off a piece of his clothing.

In that moment, the vicious momentum made Jin Ren feel like he'd escaped from the jaws of a tiger.

But instead of retreating, he laughed, thrusting out two fingers in a flash, their tips sharp and gleaming like concentrated blade light, stabbing toward Wei Feng's eye socket.

"I'll stab!"

What a clever boy! What quick reactions!

Wei Feng's downward slash hadn't fully committed, and he could retract it upward.

Knowing Xu Xiao Shou cultivated sword intent, with his fingers as a famed sword, Wei Feng dared not slack off.

He reversed his grip on Yan Wang Yan, using his elbow to brace the blade for support, blocking horizontally in front of him.

"Clang—"

The fingers met the blade with a piercing clash of weapons, stirring up dust everywhere.

Jin Ren stood firm.

Wei Feng felt as if he'd blocked a meteorite from the sky; most of the force was absorbed by Yan Wang Yan, but the backlash still made his body sway slightly, nearly stepping back half a pace.

He didn't retreat a step, knowing that yielding momentum would soften his blade.

At the same time, a sly glint flashed in Jin Ren's eyes as he chuckled:

"A single leaf blocks the view, unseen is Mount Tai."

"Let me see what good thing this is that made you, a blade saint, touch it three times during our exchange!"

Seizing the moment of surprise from Killer God Wei Feng, Jin Ren quickly formed a spiritual hand, reaching into Wei Feng's chest pocket and snatching out a purple jade slip.

A spiritual scan revealed nothing—no mechanisms, no heavenly secrets.

It was just an ordinary jade slip—why keep touching it?

"You bastard!"

As soon as the jade slip left his body, Wei Feng seemed to go mad, transforming into a berserker on the spot, cursing wildly while his eyes bulged with rage:

"Give that back!!!"

Jin Ren instantly realized this jade slip was far from simple.

Perhaps it was another of the Ten Anomalous Weapons, on par with Yan Wang Yan, holding secrets to the world's depths?

"How could I give it back? If you've got the guts, come chase me!"

Jin Ren retreated explosively, passing the onlooker Mo Mo, who had been invisible until now, and dashed toward the exit of Ran Ming Yi Zhi.

"Dammit!"

Wei Feng went insane, blade in hand, chasing madly.

Mo Mo watched the two streak out of Ran Ming Yi Zhi one after the other, completely ignoring her, and was utterly baffled.

Wasn't I, the "Sheng Di," supposed to be the main player in this fight?

Jin Ren remained vigilant.

He tested and found that Wei Feng completely ignored Mo Mo, the major trump card, chasing only him.

In that instant, Jin Ren was certain this wasn't an act by Wei Feng. Even probing the jade slip's contents wouldn't get him killed mysteriously.

Even if it did, it would only be his second true body dying—and that thought came from Xu Xiao Shou's true self.

Clearly, this jade slip was incredibly important to Wei Feng!

More so than letting Feng Yu Jin enter Ran Ming Yi Zhi—or even more than his own life!

"Don't chase; it's not urgent syrup. I'll just take a quick look."

How fast was Jin Ren?

He stepped into the sky, ignoring the forbidden seal, teleporting through the giant ruins while pressing the jade slip to his forehead.

"Ahhh, don't look!"

Wei Feng's eyes were red, but he couldn't catch up.

While shocked that Xu Xiao Shou could use spatial abilities in the forbidden seal, Wei Feng stood frozen, blade in hand.

"Bà Dao Flow…"

The atmosphere in the area shifted abruptly with those low words.

The ruins trembled, space cracked, dao principles emerged like surging waves, only to shatter in an instant with a sharp crack.

Wei Feng bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of essence blood onto the slowly raised Yan Wang Yan.

The dark green broad blade's edge glowed red!

"Locked on, passive value: 1."

"Bound, passive value: 1."

"Threatened, passive value: 1."

"Straight to the big move?"

Jin Ren found it hard to move, as if trapped in quicksand.

With just a glance from Killer God Wei Feng, relying on his killing intent alone, he had confined Jin Ren in place like spatial exile!

How could Jin Ren not sense the dominance of this blade—meeting it meant death or severe injury?

But Jin Ren wasn't afraid; he chuckled and winked playfully at the distant, blade-wielding Wei Feng: "Disappearing technique."

—World Isolation!

"Zhan Xian!"

The moment Wei Feng struck, he realized he'd forgotten his target, but the blade still swung.

The blade light was blood-red, tearing through space and the great dao, slashing through the Ran Ming Yi Zhi entrance like a giant ruin, breaking the soft membrane of Hei Shui Jian outside, and grazing past Bei Bei's side, startling the girl into dodging.

"Boom!"

The cliff above the perpetually misty Hei Shui Jian exploded with a massive roar, sending fog billowing to both sides.

The white- and red-clad figures stationed on the cliff looked up in alarm.

They saw a blood-red blade light soar from below, ripping through space and the great dao, vanishing into the sky.

Its ferocity, viciousness, intensity…

Even the residual waves reduced the already half-destroyed cliff to dust.

"Pah!"

Cheng Huan, at the head of the red- and white-clad formation, merely poked his head out in curiosity and was hit by the blade's momentum, vomiting blood on the spot.

Shocked, he quickly retreated and roared: "Form the array!"

The spiritual array lit up.

Yet, this "Hundred Stars Pure Gang Array," crafted by Dao Qiong Cang with dozens of Tai Xu and hundreds of Zhan Dao experts, which had withstood Xu Xiao Shou's earlier Starry Explosion, faced no further assault.

The blade light had left Si Xiang Secret Realm, with nothing more to follow, leaving only shock in its wake.

"Killer God Wei Feng!"

"Wei Feng Predecessor has struck; it must be him!"

"This blade is terrifying beyond measure, from Hei Shui Jian straight out of Si Xiang Secret Realm… How did Xu Xiao Shou pressure a San Di like Wei Feng so much? He's only been down there a short while?"

At the Ran Ming Yi Zhi tunnel entrance.

"Ex… Excuses Compendium?"

A voice laced with three parts strangeness, three parts surprise, and four parts shock echoed into the ears of Mo Mo, the little white ferret in her hand, Feng Yu Jin inside her body, and the bewildered Killer God Wei Feng she was watching.

That voice proved Xu Xiao Shou was alive.

The earlier strike was powerful, but it couldn't lock onto Jin Ren in World Isolation and had missed.

The black-clad old man Wei Feng's face turned visibly red at the sound, even his ears starting to smoke.

"Don't!!!"

He roared in terror, as if foreseeing some great horror, and turned suddenly with his blade, ready to strike again.

But in that same instant, Wei Feng lost track of Xu Xiao Shou in his disappeared state.

Instinctively, he tried to lock onto his only opponent with his blade intent, but the mysterious technique Xu Xiao Shou was displaying now seemed entirely new?

It wasn't recorded in any intelligence!

"First one…"

"Shut up!!!"

Wei Feng's eyes turned crimson, veins bulging, as he went berserk, swinging his blade wildly in all directions.

The blade light flashed chaotically, with no fixed target, slashing everywhere.

Mo Mo dodged left and right, clueless as to how something called "Excuses Compendium" could make a San Di lose composure like this.

If it was a technique, so be it if it was lost.

If it was intelligence, oh well if it was dropped.

Until she heard the "kuku" laughter and the mocking voice from nowhere, from that despicable Xu Xiao Shou:

"Damn, it's really a collection of defeat excuses? It's actually the 'Excuses Compendium'?"

"First one: Dao Dian Zhu, I was wrong, but that's because Yan Wang Yan's killing intent affected me, I lost control, I have sinned, I plead guilty… Ohoho, 'I have sinned, I plead guilty,' hahaha…"

Mo Mo's hand trembled on the small bronze furnace, her eyes widening slightly as she glanced incredulously at Killer God Wei Feng.

Wei Feng's lips parted slightly, his strength draining away as if sucked out.

He even had to jam his blade into the ground to support himself, preventing his body from collapsing.

"Second one: Dao Dian Zhu, I was wrong, kuku… cough, I shouldn't have chased Xu Xiao Shou too far, letting his companion enter Ran Ming Yi Zhi—guarding the entrance was my duty, I have sinned, I plead guilty… Ahahaha, is this from Dao Qiong Cang for you?"

The little white ferret listened and froze, accidentally falling to the ground.

It shrieked in shock, staring at Wei Feng, its small paws twitching with secondhand embarrassment, digging into the earth until it burrowed into a hole, afraid to show its head lest it be struck in vengeance.

Mo Mo was stunned too.

A sound of sucking in air, not her own, escaped her throat: "Tsk…"

Feng Yu Jin suddenly realized.

When Xu Xiao Shou was on your side…

Damn, he was quite the character!

Wei Feng's hand slipped from the blade handle, his body going limp, as if peacefully dead for days as he fell.

He still couldn't lock onto his target…

"Third one: Dao Dian Zhu, I was wrong, but that's because Xu Xiao Shou is full of tricks; he can even turn into Bei Bei, I was chasing a fake, his real body was hidden, but regardless, I have sinned, I plead guilty… Grass, I can't hold it in, that pompous old daoist thought of everything, wahahaha…"

"Fourth one: Dao Dian Zhu, I was wrong, haha, but Xu Xiao Shou turned into Yue Gong Li, how could I defend against that? But regardless… Holy crap, even Yue Gong Li, gaga…"

"Fifth one…"

"Sixth one…"

(End of chapter)