Volume 1 Chapter 6: Born with a Seductive Soul
With each relentless act of slaughter, Chen Xuanting’s cultivation naturally surged, breaking through to the ninth realm of martial arts. His understanding of the Wusheng Sword Technique deepened profoundly. This art thrived on killing; only through the act of slaughter could one ascend to higher levels.
Hundreds of black-armored soldiers and thousands of troops were mercilessly butchered by Chen Xuanting, their corpses littering the streets, blood staining the bluestone pavement crimson. The once bustling Qinglong Pass was left in utter ruin, deserted and eerily silent.
To Chen Xuanting, slaughtering thousands was but a trifle. In his future, a mere wave of his hand could annihilate millions, and these people were nothing more than ants in his eyes. Yet, for now, he was still an ant himself—weak, and to the strong, the weak were always insignificant.
He left Qinglong Pass. Though he had slain Xu Xiao, he harbored no arrogance. Had he not relied on his Sword Eye to discover a flaw in Xu Xiao’s sword technique and wound him, he would never have been able to kill him.
Soon, news of the death of Northern Warlord Xu Xiao and the massacre of thousands of black-armored soldiers spread swiftly. The news reached the royal palace, and Emperor Chu, upon hearing of Xu Xiao’s death and the slaughter of over ten thousand soldiers, was furious.
“Darknight.”
A shadow instantly appeared before the emperor.
“Your Majesty.”
“Find Chen Xuanting and kill him without mercy!”
“As you command.”
Darknight vanished in the blink of an eye, moving too quickly for the naked eye to follow.
Darknight was the commander of the emperor’s secret guards, possessing the power of the Divine Realm. If Chen Xuanting had not slain Xu Xiao, Emperor Chu would never have dispatched Darknight to kill him.
Chen Lan also quickly received the news.
“That rebellious son actually killed Xu Xiao.”
He refused to believe Chen Xuanting was responsible; it must have been someone else. Chen Xuanting had deliberately spread this rumor to evade the Chen family’s manhunt, hoping to instill fear and prevent them from pursuing him.
“You think your little tricks can fool me? No matter where you run, I will find you.”
Chen Lan ordered the bounty to be doubled, raising it from one hundred thousand gold to two hundred thousand, flaunting his immense wealth.
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In the northern city of Mobei in the Great Xia Empire, Chen Xuanting rode into town.
The news of Northern Warlord’s death had yet to reach the Great Xia. Once it did, Emperor Xia would undoubtedly dispatch his armies to attack Qinglong Pass. Without Xu Xiao’s defense, Qinglong Pass would not withstand the iron cavalry of Great Xia.
As he entered the city, the sound of approaching hooves came from behind. A stunning woman clad in red, radiating heroic grace, rode into the city, wielding a long whip.
“Move aside.”
The townsfolk quickly gave way.
The red-clad woman charged at Chen Xuanting in the middle of the street, shouting fiercely, “Get out of my way!”
A flash of sword light streaked past, causing her to narrowly leap aside in fright. Her horse, however, was less fortunate, cleaved in two by the sword’s aura.
“How dare you attempt to kill me, the Princess of Pingyang! Do you know who I am?”
The woman glared furiously at Chen Xuanting—this was the first time anyone had dared provoke her.
Chen Xuanting’s cold gaze met hers, and the murderous intent in his eyes forced her to step back.
She possessed a natural allure.
Chen Xuanting was surprised to find this fierce woman was born with an innate charm. Women with such gifts were perfect vessels for dual cultivation. Though not as potent as those with the Mysterious Yin constitution, they were far superior to ordinary women.
The mundane world’s spiritual energy was sparse. To open the Divine Gate and break through to the Divine Realm, Chen Xuanting needed time to steadily refine his true qi. Dual cultivation was a shortcut to accelerate this process.
He had no interest in crude absorption techniques—they were low-level and risked destabilizing one’s foundation. Previously, he had only absorbed Liu Ruyan’s Mysterious Yin energy to cultivate the Devouring Demon Technique.
“I couldn’t care less who you are; I’m only interested in your body.”
Xiao Xuan smiled wickedly, intending to use this naturally alluring woman as his cultivation vessel.
“Scoundrel!”
The Princess of Pingyang was enraged.
At that moment, a group of patrolling soldiers arrived.
“Greetings, Princess.”
“This man tried to kill me—quick, kill him for me!”
“Do you think these mere ants can kill me?”
Before the soldiers could act, Chen Xuanting swung his sword, unleashing an unparalleled killing aura that swept through them, slaying them all with a single strike.
Chen Xuanting glanced at the shocked Princess of Pingyang, his smile wicked and chilling, causing her to take two steps back in fear.
“I am the daughter of Prince Qi. If you dare harm me, the entire Great Xia will see to your destruction.”
“Being noticed by me is your honor, little princess. Don’t be ungrateful.”
Chen Xuanting sneered disdainfully. In his future life, he had lain with countless women—even sacred maidens from holy lands were merely vessels for him.
This woman was attractive, but too young. Were it not for her innate charm, she wouldn’t even qualify to be his woman.
He drained the princess’s internal aura and then grabbed her, mounting her horse and riding off.
The townsfolk hurriedly backed away, terrified.
This was a ruthless man to abduct the Princess of Pingyang right in Mobei City—he truly feared no death.
“Who is this man? Such audacity to forcibly abduct the Princess of Pingyang.”
“Mind your own business and leave quickly.”
Some sensible townsfolk wisely dispersed.
“Release me, or my royal uncle will annihilate your entire clan!”
The princess struggled, threatening him.
“If you move again, I’ll kill you.”
Chen Xuanting’s voice was fierce. The princess immediately quieted, transforming from a tigress into a meek kitten—truly, every force has its counter.
“Please, spare me. If you like beauties, I can give you ten, no, a hundred. I’ll even give you a hundred thousand gold.”
“I want you.”
“Forcing things won’t bring sweetness.”
“You won’t know until you taste.”
“Even if you take my body, you’ll never have my heart.”
“You’re overthinking. I want only your body, not your heart.”
The princess was left helpless and tearless. What kind of man was this? Neither soft nor hard tactics worked.
Father, come save me! If you don’t, this flower thief will defile me!
Suddenly, an arrow whistled through the air toward Chen Xuanting’s back. He swiftly swung his sword, slicing it in two.
“Release the princess!”
A man in blue leapt onto a rooftop by the street, his bow loaded with nine arrows all aimed at Chen Xuanting.
“Yun Yi, save me!”
The princess cried out upon seeing him.
“You think you can save her? Overestimating yourself. Let’s see whose arrow is faster—yours or my sword.”
“Let me add myself to the equation.”
A domineering voice echoed as a powerful man descended from the air.
Soon after, a large group of formidable warriors arrived, each wielding martial power at or above the sixth realm.
“Father, save me!”
The imposing man was none other than Prince Qi himself.
He was also of the Divine Realm.
Chen Xuanting’s expression remained calm; the Divine Realm no longer posed a significant threat to him.
In the future’s lawless era, with no spiritual energy in the secular world, breaking into the Divine Realm was nearly impossible.
But now, in this ancient age, even the secular realm contained sparse spiritual energy—enough to birth Divine Realm warriors.
Each dynasty had several Divine Realm masters guarding it.