Chapter 237: Have time to watch fireworks together

Drip... A drop of crimson blood dripped from the Precept Blade. Xu Xiaoshou stood dumbfounded after gripping the transformed blade, Ah Jie.

"A blade?" Shouldn't Ah Jie be a baby? Its attack method isn't just fists?

...Or perhaps that was just one of Ah Jie's myriad forms, able to transform into any shape when needed? Xu Xiaoshou was startled by his own thought. Seen this way, this world-suppressing treasure from the "Slaughter Corner" was truly a formidable weapon! No wonder... No wonder Elder Qiao and the Dean were merely surprised by his other treasures, but utterly shocked upon seeing Ah Jie.

With a mental command, the long blade in his hand instantly shrunk into an iron ball, which Xu Xiaoshou tucked back into his embrace. He looked at Zhang Xinxiong, whose head was severed from his body. Undoubtedly, even with extreme regenerative abilities, facing such a devastating injury where the body was completely bisected, recovery was impossible. The large head rolled a few times on the ground; apart from its wide, horrified eyes, there was nothing remarkable about it. He died with unclosed eyes!

"This..." Zhao Xidong froze in place. Although it was a life-or-death arena, if there was even a slight chance, as the referee, he would still try to intervene. But that Precept Blade completely exceeded everyone's expectations. With just one sweep, it instantly sealed Zhang Xinxiong's fate. How could anyone escape that? Zhang Xinxiong probably never imagined such a death before his final breath!

"Grandmaster..." "He had clearly broken through to the Grandmaster realm... What was the origin of that blade? A famous sword? A famous saber?" Zhao Xidong looked at the silent Xu Xiaoshou, feeling his emotions were contagious, and he too found himself speechless.

After a moment of silence, the spectators erupted. "Are you kidding me?!" "What the hell? Zhang Xinxiong was completely crushed? Was his Ancestral Bear bloodline diluted with water to be so vulnerable?" "Vulnerable? It was that blade! That blade was terrifying!" "But... I still can't believe Zhang Xinxiong just died like that? Where exactly is Xu Xiaoshou strong? I really couldn't tell!"

Everyone fell silent again. Indeed, where exactly was Xu Xiaoshou strong? In terms of cultivation and physical body, Zhang Xinxiong was not inferior to him in any aspect. Even with the blade that appeared at the end, everyone knew Zhang Xinxiong must have had similar treasures, but he hadn't brought them out yet. Yet... He died! This life-or-death battle, which everyone had considered a foregone conclusion, truly ended decisively and overwhelmingly, forcing the opponent to not even make a move. Was that it? Only, the victor was reversed!

"Suspicion received, Passive Point, 65.""Admiration received, Passive Point, 33.""Fear received, Passive Point, 21."

Phew. Xu Xiaoshou slowly walked off the stage. He seemed to have truly adapted to the rules of this world, feeling no discomfort whatsoever. For those who constantly wished for his death, he found no method of death excessive, regardless of what befell them. His only regret was not being able to kill Zhang Xinxiong with his own hands. His steps paused, and everyone panicked slightly. Xu Xiaoshou suddenly turned back: "On a life-or-death arena, killing someone should be fine, right?" Only then did Zhao Xidong react, declaring: "Xu Xiaoshou, victorious!" "Clean this up, thanks." Xu Xiaoshou ran back onto the stage. After giving an instruction, he went straight to where the blood was everywhere and retrieved a ring. "Almost forgot." Zhao Xidong: "..."

However, a life-or-death arena was just that: once on the stage, even one's life belonged to the opponent, so a ring was naturally no exception. Retrieving the spatial ring that had changed hands, Xu Xiaoshou no longer hesitated and ran off, hopping. Although Zhang Xinxiong was strong, from the moment he broke through at the Heavenly Mystery Gate, Xu Xiaoshou realized that Zhang Xinxiong was no longer his match. Xu Xiaoshou was very satisfied with his various passive abilities. These things, when taken individually, might just be ordinary Innate or Grandmaster spirit skills, but when combined... Tsk, tsk, he was practically invincible among those of the same rank! The only potential variable, an opponent breaking through mid-battle, was also eliminated by the powerful Ah Jie. This meant that from now on... he could slay Grandmasters!

As Xu Xiaoshou walked, people parted to make way. Halfway through, the young man suddenly stopped. Lan Xinzi looked at the smiling young man and felt her legs go weak, collapsing to the ground with a thud. The crowd quickly spread out, forming a circle around them. Another good show? Would this be the next challenge for a life-or-death arena? Xu Xiaoshou chuckled, seeing the constant barrage of "fear" and "anticipation" on his screen. It seemed busybodies would never be extinct, no matter the world! Lan Xinzi's lips had turned pale, and she was completely speechless. Xu Xiaoshou realized that the woman had likely given up all hope. He didn't linger. Bending down, he smiled and patted Lan Xinzi's head. "Don't be afraid. We can watch fireworks together sometime." With that, he swaggered away. "Ah—" A crazed, desperate scream echoed from behind him. What "Perception" showed him was a group of horrified onlookers, and in the center, the woman who had collapsed to the ground, surrounded by people, now seemed to have gone mad.

"Fear received, Passive Point, 76."

High in the sky. Ye Xiaotian's face was livid with anger as he stared intensely at the old man in the straw hat. "Why did you stop me?!" Elder Sang smiled and said, "Let the younger generation handle their own affairs. Your hair is already so white; if you keep worrying, you might lose it all." "Zhang Xinxiong cannot die! The Zhang family isn't like the Wen family or the Chao family. They are ambitious, trying to dominate Tian Sang County, and they..." "Are not to be provoked?" Elder Sang said mockingly. Ye Xiaotian paused, then sighed: "It's not that they can't be provoked, but there's no need. I could have resolved this matter just by showing up." "You're being naive about some things," Elder Sang said, spreading his hands. "Perhaps you're overthinking it!" "No, you're simplifying it!"

Ye Xiaotian turned his head away, unwilling to continue the argument. After a moment of silence, he said: "Your teaching method will only harm Xu Xiaoshou." Elder Sang touched his straw hat and shook his head, his gaze fixed on a distant, unknown place. "It's not enough!" "At this level, his sword hasn't even been sharpened. How can he kill?" Kill people... Ye Xiaotian's eyes narrowed. Kill whom? Why kill? Could the "killing" Elder Sang referred to be the ordinary kind he could imagine? "What exactly are you trying to do?" Ye Xiaotian directly questioned him, having long realized that Elder Sang's acceptance of Xu Xiaoshou as a disciple was not simple. This fellow seemed to have no intention of cultivating Xu Xiaoshou in a righteous direction. Instead, he was letting him flourish in various unorthodox and nefarious paths. Even the cultivation of his mind was gradually shaping him into a cold-blooded, killer-like being. Then there was Chao Shu, and now Zhang Xinxiong... This was like pulling up sprouts to help them grow, ultimately doing more harm than good!

Ye Xiaotian watched Elder Sang, but Elder Sang did not turn back. When Xu Xiaoshou disappeared from sight below, he pressed down on his straw hat. "Someone's looking for me. I'll take my leave first."