Fairy, don't let your golden finger chase after me!

Chapter 70: Sword Demon: If you're bad, practice more! If you can't handle losing, don

Dong Zhan lay on the ground, staring blankly at the gradually dissipating crimson sword light in the sky.

His mouth was open, but he couldn't utter a single word.

His eyes were filled with shock at that moment.

As the saying goes, the layman sees the spectacle, while the expert sees the details.

Although Dong Zhan can't be considered a peerless genius, he is still a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage. He has been struggling in the cultivation world for so many years, what kind of sword moves hasn't he seen?

But Yin Lingsu's sword strike... he had never seen it before!

The moment the sword was unleashed, Dong Zhan clearly sensed something beyond his comprehension.

That was the ultimate sword intent, countless possibilities of sword intent from parallel universes, infinitely superimposed through some inconceivable means, and finally condensed into that earth-shattering strike that severed heaven and earth and tore apart the laws.

In every parallel universe, each version of themselves is wielding the same sword.

The power of each sword strike was superimposed on the same sword in that instant.

This is not a single sword strike. It is countless "ones" erupting at the same singularity.

Dong Zhan could even clearly sense that Yin Lingsu still had some strength left from that sword strike.

It wasn't that she used all her strength to cleave the main cannon's beam of light, but rather... she only used "just enough" of her power.

This incredibly precise control, this effortless and composed demeanor, filled Dong Zhan with a profound sense of powerlessness.

Dong Zhan had a vague premonition that Yin Lingsu's understanding of swordsmanship might have far surpassed that of Xiao Hongchen, the human sword saint from a thousand years ago.

Yin Lingsu casually tossed the broken sword in her hand, making a crisp sound.

The broken sword bounced twice on the ground and rolled to Dong Zhan's front. The cracks on the blade were particularly glaring in the setting sun.

Then, she casually jerked her body.

The lightning chains binding her cracked and splintered, spreading outwards before finally dissipating into countless silver specks of light.

Nine Heavens Tribulation Lightning Talisman Seal! The ultimate secret technique left behind by the Dong family's ancestors!

It was shattered with just a gentle tremor from her.

Dong Zhan's pupils contracted again.

Yin Lingsu raised her foot and kicked away Dong Zhan, who was still clinging to her thigh.

Dong Zhan rolled twice on the ground, his face covered in mud, looking utterly disheveled.

Yin Lingsu looked down at him, a hint of amusement in her golden eyes.

"How about it, young man? Have you come to terms with reality now?"

"You were able to attain the Nascent Soul stage because you exerted all your strength and could only advance to that level. The reason I'm stuck at the Nascent Soul stage is because I temporarily gave up on advancing further, wanting to gain more insights at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage!"

Dong Zhan's pupils dilated as he stared at Yin Lingsu in disbelief. His lips trembled slightly, but he finally couldn't hold back and loudly questioned her.

"How...how did you manage that sword strike just now?"

Yin Lingsu tilted her head, her lips curving upwards into a half-smile.

"Want to learn? I'll teach you!"

Upon hearing this, Dong Zhan's breathing quickened.

Dong Zhan's lips trembled, as if he wanted to say something.

Then, Yin Lingsu smiled slightly and added a sentence.

"I was just kidding. Even if you wanted to learn, I wouldn't teach you."

"puff……"

Dong Zhan felt a rush of blood to his head, and he nearly died of anger, spitting out blood.

"Why are you glaring at me?" Yin Lingsu rolled her eyes, her tone full of impatience. "If you're bad, practice more. If you can't handle losing, don't play. Considering you're new to the Nascent Soul stage and don't have much experience, I'll spare your life this time."

She paused, glanced at the Dong family cultivators who were still watching from afar but dared not approach, and said calmly.

"If you have no other questions, I'll take that brat from your Dong family who was born with double pupils with me. When you get back, give him my regards to the old man in your Dong family."

After saying that, Yin Lingsu turned and left, her long golden hair fluttering in the wind, her black outfit outlining a neat and sleek silhouette.

Dong Zhan lay on the ground, watching the receding figure, feeling an indescribable emotion welling up inside him.

There was humiliation, resentment, and anger in it, but more than anything, there was a deep sense of powerlessness.

At this moment, Dong Zhan looked exactly like a desperate middle-aged man who had been dumped by his girlfriend and then fired by his boss. He was looking down at Yin Lingsu's back with a humiliated expression, unable to utter a single word.

With a few leaps, Yin Lingsu landed next to the spirit boat where Dong Mo and the others were.

The members of the Dong family's Enforcement Hall were still gathered around the spirit boat. Although they hadn't stepped into the barrier, they hadn't dispersed either. Holding their spirit swords, they stared intently at the four people on the spirit boat, but none of them dared to make a move.

At the edge of the barrier, the blood-red longsword remained firmly planted on the deck, the blood-red patterns on its blade subtly shifting, radiating a chilling killing intent.

Yin Lingsu stood in front of the spirit boat, her gaze sweeping over the Dong family cultivators, her brows furrowing slightly.

"Get out of here!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it reached the ears of everyone present clearly.

The members of the Dong family did not move.

It wasn't that they didn't want to move, it was that they dared not move—not that they dared not move Yin Lingsu, it was that they dared not make the action of "get lost." They subconsciously looked at Dong Zhan in the distance, the meaning in their eyes was very clear.

Fourth Master... say something! Why are you just standing there watching?!

You lost the fight yourself, are you going to expect your brothers to keep taking the blame for you? You're both terrible and a braggart!

Absolutely rotten to the core! So rotten it's practically dripping with pus! A veritable pustule of rotten soup!

Dong Zhan felt those gazes, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.

Yin Lingsu was getting impatient. She twisted her neck, making a crisp cracking sound, and her golden eyes narrowed slightly, emanating an invisible pressure.

"I said get out of here! Are you deaf?"

Those Dong family cultivators felt a chill run from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads, and every pore on their bodies was screaming for them to "run!"

The next second—

"Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

"Retreat! Retreat!"

"Don't push me! Let me go first!"

The pursuers from the Dong family's law enforcement hall scattered and fled in all directions like startled rabbits.

The area around the spirit boat was instantly cleared.

……

Standing on the deck, Dong Mo watched as the Dong family cultivators, who had been so arrogant and chasing after them, now fled like stray dogs, and a slight smile crept onto his lips.

Hey... you lackeys of the Enforcement Hall, not so tough anymore?

Where did that swagger go?

Dong Mo was internally ranting, but he tried his best to maintain a calm expression on his face.

but……

Dong Mo's gaze fell on Yin Lingsu's back, and a complex emotion suddenly welled up in his heart.

My cheap master is really amazing.

It wouldn't be a bad idea for me to become her student.

After all, in the game, Yin Lingsu is absolutely fiercely protective of her own.

Dong Mo recalled the plot of the game—

In the original story, Yin Lingsu recognized the female protagonist Feng Lingshuang's talent and became close friends with her despite their age difference. Even though Gu Ziyue and Feng Lingshuang had a bad relationship, and even though Feng Lingshuang was at odds with the demon race, Yin Lingsu was able to put aside her grudges and drink with Feng Lingshuang, and give her pointers on swordsmanship.

She is the kind of person who is bold and unrestrained, has her own bottom line and principles, loves talent, wants to give pointers to any unpolished gem, is both righteous and wicked, and acts purely according to her own heart.

Please see the plot details in the compressed file (.zip).

Becoming her apprentice is indeed a good choice.

After all, she is indeed a good backer.

only……

Dong Mo frowned slightly.

If he were to follow her, he would be destined to stand on the side of the demon race.

Meanwhile, in the desolate ancient holy land...

If you don't go to the ancient holy land, you will miss out on many opportunities.

Yin Lingsu could protect herself for a time, but not forever. One must be strong oneself to succeed.

Relying on yourself is the only true way.

So... who should I go with?