Yun Xiao smiled, his hand a flash of steel as the three-foot azure blade swept through the air.
THUD! A head, noble and untouchable as a goddess, flew into the air...
In the moment before it soared, Bing Shuiyue was utterly numb. She couldn't fathom what had happened. To her, such an event was an impossibility, yet it had unfolded before her eyes.
It was like a pig, reared at home, turning on its master—an utterly preposterous tale...
She hadn't the time to unravel this mystery, for Yun Xiao had crisply and cleanly sent her on her way.
“What?” The gathered slaves gawked in fright as the headless body of the goddess slumped softly to the ground before Yun Xiao.
After that, Yun Xiao quipped, “You struck first, intending to kill me. I'm not at fault here.”
The slaves were stunned to their cores! Only the blood on the ice told them this was no dream. The most unbelievable thing they could imagine had just happened...
No words could capture the storm of feelings within them at that moment.
They stood clustered together, hand in hand, as still as carved wood, staring at Yun Xiao, unable to move, as if rooted to the spot...
“Shuiyue!!!” Bing Yuyang was meticulously adjusting the flame under her alchemy cauldron.
She assumed her younger sister had dealt with that ridiculous slave and was about to add more fuel to the fire.
Then, she heard a strange sound and turned her head!
A head, wide-eyed and dumbstruck, rolled beneath the cauldron furnace, ignited by the icy blue flames!
Bing Yuyang felt her scalp go numb! She could not have been mistaken! This was the head of her inseparable sister... Ever since their mother drank from the Divine Spring, they had been together!
“Uh.” Bing Yuyang froze above the cauldron, her throat blocked as if choked, unable to utter a sound no matter how hard she tried.
“Hah, ugh...” She breathed heavily, lifting her head to look at that ridiculous slave.
Reflected in the shimmering ice, the young man in white stood with his azure blade, smiling at her and saying, “Spend less time in shock, and more in sending your head my way.”
“You, slave, you killed... Shuiyue...” Bing Yuyang gathered all her strength to utter this incomprehensible sentence.
“Correct,” Yun Xiao replied.
Hearing this, Bing Yuyang finally accepted the truth.
Her teeth clenched in cold fury, then she drew out a flying talisman!
Clearly still lucid, she knew to spread this sensational news, a revelation that would certainly rock the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm.
Witnessing the scene, Yun Xiao, without a second word, drew his sword and charged!
Three talismans soared into the sky.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH! With a single step, Yun Xiao unleashed a streak of azure light, sending three Flying Swords through the heavens to shatter the talismans.
Bing Yuyang retaliated with eight more talismans, and Yun Xiao countered each with eight strikes of his sword!
No matter the number, he destroyed them all.
Before she could react, Yun Xiao had already closed the several hundred-meter gap between them in an instant, skating through the air like a whisper of ice, right behind her!
“Die!” Bing Yuyang couldn’t bear it any longer. She spun and hurled her Sovereign Sword at Yun Xiao with all her might.
In the vast sky, the two collided with a deafening crash!
BOOM! Their Sovereign Swords clashed like two great beasts locking horns, ice and lightning exploding around them, their screeching clash splitting the heavens with a blinding light!
A burst of blood sprayed into the air, and another headless corpse plummeted from the sky!
The 100 or so slaves below widened their eyes, clearly seeing the silhouette of a celestial maiden they considered sacred and unattainable...
"Uh...!"
They stood rooted, still unable to utter a word. It was as though they had been caught in a dream. A ludicrous yet thrilling dream!
In the next instant, the young man in white appeared before them, carrying two bodies. He threw the corpses to the ground and then, with his Sword Soul, devoured their Sword Bones. After looting what he could, he looked up.
"You may leave," Yun Xiao said.
"Go, go where...?"
Their numbness began to dissipate slightly.
"It doesn’t matter. Just try to die slower, maybe then you won't have to die at all," Yun Xiao said.
"Live, survive..."
They nodded eagerly, like chicks pecking at grains.
"The Alchemy Cauldron, the Ice Sword Pavilion..."
Clearly, these places held a standard above that of Taiji Disciples, suggesting that the Jade Moon Divine Palace was likely an intermediate palace of their mother, the Frost Valkyrie Bing Xuanqing.
Yun Xiao broke into the Ice Sword Pavilion and discovered many jade slips inside.
Glancing at one, he found it contained sword techniques. This Ice Sword Pavilion housed at least 1,000 different sword arts!
This was exactly what Yun Xiao needed.
He didn’t take any jade slips with him; instead, he repeatedly read through them.
Before long, he had finished. When he emerged from the Ice Sword Pavilion, the slaves had already gone far.
The traces of blood left by Bing Shuiyue and Bing Yuyang were nearly covered by the frost.
"Not a bad harvest." Yun Xiao was satisfied.
Just then, a slightly trembling voice came from behind him.
"Senior, did you come to the Extreme Yin Celestial Realm just to play at being a slave?"
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