The Purple Thunder Sword was hammered from Purple Stripe Steel, and the blood of the Thunder Eagle beast was used to pour into the sword body, which was refined into a sword with infinite power, and was considered a world-class sword.
Just as Zhang Ruochen activated the 72 basic “Electricity” inscriptions, a purple coloured shadow emerged from above the sword body, spreading its wings like a huge Thunder Eagle.
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen seemed to have discovered something, and his eyes stared towards the shadow location not far away.
Then, with a wave of his arm, he chopped over.
“Wow!”
That one thunder eagle condensed into lightning was as if it had come to life as it flew over in the direction of the shadows.
That wasn’t a real thunder eagle, it was a shadow condensed from sword qi and lightning, known as “Sword Qi Transformation”.
Duanmu Xingling, who was standing in the shadows, did not expect that he would be discovered by Zhang Ruochen, so he immediately performed his body technique and moved one step sideways to the left.
What appeared to be only a step across, spanned a distance of ten feet, leaving behind a series of residual shadows, as fast as a ghost.
“Puffing!”
The sword qi that turned into a thunder eagle did not dissipate, as if it possessed spirituality, chasing after Duanmu Xingling and continuing to attack.
In the abdomen of the thunder eagle, a purple battle sword flew out, stabbing at Duanmu Xingling’s vest.
Duanmu Xingling felt the dangerous force coming from his back, so he violently stopped his footsteps, flipped his body backwards, crossed over that purple battle sword, and struck at the Thunder Eagle with his palm.
Duanmu Xingling’s palm, which turned blood-red, struck a gigantic Teng Snake. That Teng Snake had four wings and opened a bloody mouth, swallowing the Thunder Eagle into its stomach.
What she had performed was the “Palm Power Transformation”.
Using her palm power to activate her true qi, she transformed into the form of a Teng Snake, erupting into a stronger power.
Zhang Ruochen struck his sword again, shaking his arm and forming seven sword Qi shadows, like seven swords stabbing at Duanmu Xingling at the same time.
It was precisely the first sword of the Thirteen Soul Pursuing Swords, the Undead Soul Seven Killings.
At this moment, the might of Zhang Ruochen as he unleashed this sword was completely different from when he unleashed it on the martial arts stage. It wasn’t a slow look at all, but rather, the sword was as fast as the wind, as quick as lightning.
The same move of the Seven Slaughters of the Dead Soul, Zhang Ruochen’s execution of it was worlds apart from others, and its power was directly upgraded by a notch.
“So powerful, so he has already cultivated the Soul Pursuing Thirteen Swords to the realm of realisation.”Duanmu Xingling’s heart was secretly shocked.
Duanmu Xingling hung in mid-air, not landing, a white bracelet worn on her arm, under the urging of her true qi, rapidly rotated, gradually braced itself, and from her wrist, flew out.
That was a tenth rank True Martial Treasure Artifact grade battle weapon called the Forbidden Dragon Ring.
Legend had it that it was capable of enlarging and shrinking, and if all the inscriptions were activated, it was even capable of locking up a huge bodied auger dragon.
The Forbidden Dragon Ring collided with the Purple Thunder Sword, sending out a large spark and a layer of true qi waves that surged out into the distance.
Luckily, there were formations laid out inside the Martial City Stage House, otherwise, the battle between the two of them would have had to demolish half of the stage house.
Duanmu Xingling wore black night clothes and a black hood on her head, revealing only a pair of bright eyes on the outside.
After blocking Zhang Ruochen’s sword, she immediately turned around and leapt over to the distance, wanting to leave.
The reason why Duanmu Xingling had appeared here was purely because she had been influenced by the words Zhang Ruochen had said during the day, and she couldn’t help but come over to take a look at him, not really wanting to fight with Zhang Ruochen.
Therefore, seizing the opportunity, she immediately executed her body technique with full force, preparing to leave.
However, Zhang Ruochen’s speed was even faster, and in a flash, he chased after her and stabbed out with another sword.
Duanmu Xingling struck the Forbidden Dragon Ring once again, and with a clatter, the Forbidden Dragon Ring flew above Zhang Ruochen’s head, spinning rapidly, becoming bigger and bigger, and attacking from the top, wanting to lock Zhang Ruochen into the ring.
“Swish!”
Zhang Ruochen’s body raced down and swung his sword upwards.
The tip of the sword, accurately struck the forbidden dragon ring, sending it flying.
With a wave of her sleeve, Duanmu Xingling drove a stream of true qi, wrapping the Forbidden Dragon Ring inside the true qi, quickly retrieving it, and putting it back on top of her wrist.
At the same time, her feet lightly landed on a corner of the eaves not far away.
Under the illumination of the moonlight, Duanmu Xingling’s figure appeared exceptionally delicate, concave and convex, every curve full of endless temptation.
“Prick-la!”
A shattering sound.
The black hood on top of Duanmu Xingling’s head shattered open, and a head of long, black hair, spilled down, revealing a glistening white forehead, two long, thin willow eyebrows, and a pair of big, beautiful black and white eyes.
Only, the face underneath her eyes was still covered by a black face scarf, so her true appearance could not be seen.
Duanmu Xingling was slightly flustered, not even knowing when she had already been hit by a sword?
Right now, it was still only chopping the hood, if the sword aura was a few points stronger, wouldn’t it be that his neck had already been chopped off?
“Swish!”
With a wave of Zhang Ruochen’s arm, the Violet Thunder Sword transformed into a stream of light and flew out, accurately landing in the scabbard ten feet away.
“Senior Sister Duanmu, a late night visit, there should be something going on, right?”
“How did you recognise it was me?”
Duanmu Xingling slowly pulled down the face scarf on her face, revealing a stunning face with crystal clear skin and delicate features, looking as if she was only in her teens, yet giving off a flirtatious and seductive feeling.
Zhang Ruochen walked to the side of a stone table in the courtyard, and with a stroke of his sleeve, a wave of Qi surged out, blowing away the dust on top of the two stone stools.
He sat down on top of one of the stone stools and said slowly, “We’ve been together for almost three years, it would be strange if I couldn’t recognise you.”
Zhang Ruochen’s nose gently sniffed and said, “In the air, there still seems to be your scent. You’re not deliberately trying to be recognised by me, are you?”
Duanmu Xingling flew down from the top of the flying eaves and sat down opposite Zhang Ruochen, appearing to have something on her mind, completely different from her usual appearance of having a smile on her face at all times.
After a long time, Duanmu Xingling broke the silence and raised a pretty face, saying, “You already know my identity?”
Zhang Ruochen laughed, “It’s just that there are some guesses, and I’m not completely sure yet.”
Seeing Zhang Ruochen reveal a smile, Duanmu Xingling’s heart also relaxed, pouting her lips, she said, “Then tell me, I want to know if your guesses are correct or not.”
Zhang Ruochen stared at Duanmu Xingling’s eyes and said, “You are the Holy Maiden of the Moon Worshipping Demon Cult, and those people who appeared at the Tongming River back then were not Duanmu Clan’s martial practitioners, but rather, Demon Cultists.”
The smile on Duanmu Xingling’s face froze and she let out a sigh, her brows frowning slightly, revealing a few moments of struggle before she finally said, “You guessed correctly.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Why?”
Duanmu Xingling said, “Are you asking why I changed my face and entered the Martial City Academy? Then can you answer my question first, how did you guess my identity?”
Zhang Ruochen stretched out three fingers and said, “Three points.”
“Firstly, your talent is too high, even surpassing the heirs of Saint Clans by a large margin, and it would be difficult for a Half-Saint Clan to cultivate a heavenly daughter like you. If I’m not wrong, you didn’t use your full strength at all during the Holy Academy Examination.”
Duanmu Xingling revealed two rows of snow-white teeth and laughed, “Wouldn’t your talent be even higher?”
Zhang Ruochen said, “In my heart, I do also harbour a huge secret, it’s just that I can’t tell you right now. It is because of that one secret that I was able to achieve what I have now.”
Duanmu Xingling said, “Then you said the second point?”
Zhang Ruochen said, “The Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect appeared once in the Heavenly Demon Ridge. How could a great person like her appear at the Heavenly Demon Ridge?”
Duanmu Xingling laughed, “Didn’t Emperor Yi also appear at the Heavenly Demon Ridge?”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Emperor Yi went to the Heavenly Demon Ridge for the Dragon Shell, while what did the Demon Sect Holy Maiden go to the Heavenly Demon Ridge for? Besides, Emperor Yi didn’t save me, but the Devil Sect Holy Maiden did. It’s not like I’m familiar with the Demon Sect Holy Maiden, so why would she save me?”
Duanmu Xingling was a bit bereft and said, “So you already knew that.”
In the King of Yunwu County’s royal city, Zhang Ruochen had suffered from the pursuit of several Black Market experts, and at that time, it was Duanmu Xingling who helped him repel the Black Market experts with her identity as the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect.
Zhang Ruochen continued, ”There is a third point. At the Tongming River, when the Dragon Shelter was seized. The Duanmu Clan gathered hundreds of Earth Extremity Realm Grand Circle martial artists in a very short period of time.”
“Even the overlord of the Heavenly Demon Ridge, the Yuntai Zongfu and the Taiqing Palace, couldn’t do what they did, so why was the Duanmu Clan able to do it? At that point in time, I was already suspecting you.”
“Combining these three points, it’s not difficult to guess your identity.”
Duanmu Xingling said, “Now that you know my identity, what do you plan to do next?”
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, “You have to answer my question first.”
Duanmu Xingling said, “It was certainly the Sect Leader’s intention for me to enter the Martial City School Palace, so that I would cultivate hard and strive to become a top-level member of the Martial City Chambers.”
“It’s just that simple?”Zhang Ruochen was a little unconvinced.
“Of course.”
Duanmu Xingling clasped her hands in front of her chest and said very seriously.
Zhang Ruochen didn’t continue to ask further questions, but advised, “Senior Sister Duanmu, it’s very dangerous for you to do this, if you let the powerhouses of the Sacred Courtyard discover your identity, you will end up in a miserable situation. You should also know that every year, all of the evil infiltrators of the Black Market and the Demon Sect that are uncovered are unable to escape death.”
Duanmu Xingling was a bit gloomy and said, “You think I have a choice? That’s the Sect Master’s intention, can I disobey? Even though I say that I am a Holy Maiden and can order the Ten Sect Masters of the Divine Religion, in fact, they are all just servants of the Divine Religion’s saints. Without being a Saint, they are ultimately just ants.”
Her eyes stared at Zhang Ruochen as she continued, “Now that you know my identity, will you report it to the Elders of the Holy Academy?”
Zhang Ruochen stood up and said, “Of course not.”
If Zhang Ruochen reported Duanmu Xingling’s identity to the Sacred Courtyard, of course, it would be a great honour and he could get a lot of rewards.
He, however, would not do that.
Zhang Ruochen had joined the Martial City School Palace, and was only temporarily looking for a better cultivation environment to give help to his growth, and at the same time, when he encountered danger, he would be able to get shelter from the Martial City School Palace.
There was no need, at all, to betray his friends.
In Zhang Ruochen’s heart, there was only one enemy, and that was Empress Chi Yao.
Other people, black market martial artists or devil sect followers, as long as they had similar personalities and were able to help and support each other, why couldn’t they be friends?
Hearing Zhang Ruochen’s affirmative answer, Duanmu Xingling’s eyelashes blinked, and tears couldn’t help but flow out of her eyes as she walked straight to Zhang Ruochen’s back, unfolding a pair of snow-white lotus arms to embrace Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen was able to clearly feel a soft and delicate body, flopping on his back, and it seemed that there were also two elastic balloons that were tightly pressed against him, carrying a tantalisingly smoky body heat.
Submerged into the Martial City Palace of these years, Duanmu Xingling has been under tremendous pressure, such as walking on thin ice in dealing with things, carefully hidden, has been the secret pressed in the heart, simply do not dare to any to say their identity.
Seemingly, Duanmu Xingling was all optimistic, but in reality, her heart was full of fear.
Now, she finally dared to reveal her identity and share it with Zhang Ruochen, and Zhang Ruochen was also willing to share it with her.
That kind of moving, that kind of relaxation, made Duanmu Xingling completely vent her feelings, all at once.
