Martial Cultivator

Sometimes, many things hinged on a single thought. Just like Autumn now. Earlier, she had wanted to wait for Chen Chao, that big fish, to take the bait. As for Xie Nandu’s life or death, she actually did not care much. But at this moment, she had changed her mind - she truly wanted to kill Xie Nandu.

Thinking of this, Autumn looked once more toward the large tent. Xie Nandu still stood in place, not making any move. At this moment, that delicate woman was like a flower in the ice and snow, which the wind and frost could not conceal.

Autumn thought for a moment, then her figure dissipated, like a gust of wind and snow passing by. When she appeared again, she was already not far in front of the great tent.

The two women stood only a dozen feet apart.

Their gazes met once again.

Autumn spoke first. “Were you able to calculate today’s events?”

Xie Nandu glanced at Autumn. She had already heard Chen Chao mention this demon princess many times, and thus had a somewhat shallow but not nonexistent understanding of her.

“One could calculate today’s events, but not you. I heard you are a very proud person, but seeing you today, it does not seem that way.”

Xie Nandu was calm, her voice indifferent, with no particular emotion, but she did not hide anything.

“Heard?”

Autumn narrowed her eyes. “Such hearsay is the most meaningless. Someone like you would also believe idle talk?”

Xie Nandu said evenly, “The person who told me, I am willing to believe him.”

Autumn frowned slightly, for she also knew whom this woman was referring to. She herself was also very familiar with that person.

“Since you know this is a trap laid against you, you must already have made your choice. So who is it that will die?”

Autumn spoke unhurriedly, not rushing her words.

Perhaps Xie Nandu had calculated today’s matter, but perhaps she had not told that young martial artist.

Xie Nandu did not reply, only remained silent.

Autumn was unwilling to ask further, and instead walked slowly toward Xie Nandu, saying calmly, “Normally, someone like you would not even be worth my notice. But at this point, I am willing to make an exception once.”

Xie Nandu still did not speak. At this moment, however, she recalled the nine flying swords.

There were countless sword cultivators in the world, but among them, whether man or woman, the one with nine lifeblood flying swords was this person alone.

Looking at those nine flying swords, Autumn was unmoved.

She had already stepped into the end of Nepenthe and was one of the top powerhouses of this age. These nine flying swords could not shake even Nepenthe, let alone her, an existence at the end of Nepenthe.

With a thought, one of Xie Nandu’s nine lifeblood flying swords swept out, so fast that it was VIRTUALLY impossible to track with the naked eye.

Autumn narrowed her eyes at a glance, and the flying sword instantly froze in midair, unable to advance any further.

Xie Nandu’s face turned slightly flushed, but then the second flying sword swept out as well.

Then the third, the fourth flying swords streaked forward one after another.

All nine lifeblood flying swords, now surged forth in unison.

But after streaking forward, they stalled in the air, unable to advance or retreat any further.

At this moment, all nine flying swords hung suspended in midair, locked in place.

Autumn cast a glance at the swords, a mocking smile tugging at her lips. So many swords, what use were they?

She did not even need to draw a weapon.

Reaching her hand out.

Demonic qi gathered, enveloping the nine flying swords suspended before Xie Nandu.

Autumn kept walking forward, her steps neither fast nor loud.

Yet with each step, it felt as though a great mountain pressed down on Xie Nandu.

This was the aura that belonged to a powerhouse, a dreadful existence at the end of Nepenthe.

Xie Nandu said nothing. At this moment she could no longer control her flying swords; even moving her body was difficult, and even her breathing grew stifled.

She could feel the blood flowing in her veins, could clearly hear the beating of her own heart.

The world fell utterly silent.

Every step Autumn took pressed against her heart, burdening her with unmatched pressure.

Finally, when Autumn had advanced about ten feet, Xie Nandu coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Autumn stopped, looking at the frail young woman. She shook her head and said, “You have a good head on your shoulders, but that is all.”

Xie Nandu smiled faintly. “Do you always talk this much nonsense?”

Autumn did not grow angry. She merely looked at Xie Nandu.

A surge of aura swept toward Xie Nandu, pinning her completely in an instant. Yet even so, Xie Nandu simply looked back at Autumn calmly, with not a trace of panic in her eyes.

She seemed to be just such a girl - no matter the situation, she would never panic.

“After you die, what will he think?”

Autumn shook her head, as if with some regret, and said, “No matter what he thinks, you won’t be able to see it.”

Before the words had fallen, Autumn’s eyes turned snow-white once more. This princess of the demon race, at this very moment, finally revealed killing intent.

She had already resolved to kill Xie Nandu before her.

She stretched out her hand, and from the tip of her slender finger overflowed a black butterfly, lifelike to behold. As soon as Autumn moved her mind, the butterfly spread its wings, and in an instant even scattered the wind and snow. Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on N0v3l.Fiɾe.net

The black butterfly beat its wings and flew, demon qi and wind and snow rolling together behind it, its might boundless, like purgatory.

At this moment, Xie Nandu was already unable to move, yet on her face there was still no sign of panic.

The butterfly swept the wind and snow along, dragging a black dazzling streak across the sky. Within those black streaks surged a terrifying aura. But soon, between heaven and earth, a sharp cicada’s cry suddenly rang out.

A winter cicada burst forth from the wind and snow, carrying a surge of sword intent, and directly collided with the black butterfly.

The sharp sword intent tore open several rents, yet it could not tear apart the black butterfly.

Facing this terrifying sword qi, the butterfly paid it no heed, only continuing to beat its wings forward. The dreadful demon qi, after its initial retreat, surged forward once more, and in an instant drowned out that sword qi.

Not far away, the blue-robed sword immortal held the blood-dripping head of a great demon, spat out a mouthful of blood, looked over here, his chest heaving violently.

Throwing aside the great demon’s head, Liu Banbi cursed to himself, “Dammit, does this make any sense? Why are all the youngsters nowadays so terrifying?”

Though he said this, after speaking he immediately rushed forward with his sword.

His own little junior sister was being bullied like this, how could he, as her senior brother, just sit back and do nothing?!

As for the two great demons behind him, at this moment they had already been struck with fear by his slaughter, and for the moment likely dared not give chase.

But although Liu Banbi had predicted that the demons behind would not follow, he had underestimated Autumn.

This princess of the demon race merely cast a glance at him, and demon qi filled the sky, transforming into streaks of black flying swords that blocked Liu Banbi’s way. Liu Banbi frowned, thrust out a sword, originally thinking that even if he could not cut through the demon qi, he could at least force it back somewhat. But unexpectedly, this sword slashed into the demon qi, yet had no effect; the sword qi was instantly devoured by the demon qi, disappearing without a trace.

Liu Banbi frowned and sent out a second sword strike, cutting apart some demon qi, but Autumn immediately waved her hand, and an even more terrifying surge of demon qi crashed toward him. This time Liu Banbi’s sword was only halfway out before he was struck by that demon qi, forced continually backward, unable to stop his body.

Liu Banbi was furious, but at this moment also somewhat helpless. After all, the girl he now faced, though young, was indeed a genuine demon lord who had reached the end of Nepenthe.

A demon lord such as this was separated from him by a chasm.

But just as Liu Banbi was being forced back again and again, a hand suddenly rested on his shoulder, halting his backward retreat.

Liu Banbi soon heard a slightly unfamiliar voice, “You’ve worked hard, Sword Immortal Liu.”

Before he could speak, the one who spoke had already stepped past him to stand in front, looking at Autumn.

It was a young man in black robes.

The young man’s face was full of fatigue, as if he had traveled in haste for a long time, rushing here from a distant place.

As the young man walked forward a few steps, the advancing tide of demon qi had already halted.

As he walked forward a few steps more, Xie Nandu, who had been unable to move all this time, also began to move again.

At last, the young man looked at the demon princess before him and said calmly, “Autumn, do you really want to die under my saber?”

His tone was calm, but everyone present could sense the boundless killing intent within his words.

In the wind and snow at this moment, killing intent was limitless.