Chapter 228

Chapter 228

Mu Yu and Qiao Xue VS a Fiend King

Boom! The ape used the spiritual qi as blades. It drew in air and explosively released it. With each clang against the blue ribbon, the ribbon would alter its form to absorb the impact. Hearing Mu Yu curse, it turned its attention to Mu Yu.

Mu Yu jumped to evade the punch that ended up crushing the statue behind him. He landed on an eagle statue’s wing and hopped away to maintain a safe distance.

The ape roared and directed a wave of energy at Qiao Xue with another heavy cross. Qiao Xue crossed her arms in front of her torso. She wanted to change her decision at the last moment, but it was too late, leading to it dislodging her left shoulder joint. Mu Yu sped over to end the ape’s combo and dragged her out just in time.

“You nuts? Why would you try to block its punches?”

“We need to extract the core from the phantom.”

Qiao Xue created a sling for her arm using her ribbon. They soon heard the ape’s roaring closing in again. Mu Yu had no time to steer away and absorbed as much of the impact as he could with his sword.

“We’re not match for it, and we can’t go within its striking range. Let’s escape first.” Mu Yu looked to the exit and cursed, “Why in the world is the passageway gone now?!”

Mu Yu gambled, charging advancing and slashing the rocky wall. Hearing the whistling wind behind his head, Mu Yu shifted out of the punch trajectory. Despite the punch putting a hole in the wall, the passageway still wasn’t anywhere to be seen.

“We just need to stall until the energy in the core depletes.”

“Easier said than done! Stay clear while I find a way to dismantle him!”

Mu Yu released his hold on Qiao Xue and charged down the ape. He readied the sword spirit in his right shoulder and manifested five Shadow Splitter Swords. He linked up all five swords in a straight line and drove them down from above using the equivalent force a Body Severing Realm cultivator could. The technique was Dustfallen Swordplay’s third technique, Fallen Sword Recoil. The principle for execution was to not restrict the downward thrust to a fixed form but to adapt.

Xiaoshuai passed the core to Mu Yu whilst pouting. “Ten drumsticks and ten small honey peas.”

Mu Yu scrubbed Mu Yu’s head, glad XIaoshuai was sensible.

The grey mist had dispersed, and the statues had returned to their designated spots. Some of them were still bouncing, while others collapsed, nonetheless. The statues below were pretty much all toast. The underground palace looked rundown at that point.

Qiao Xue sat down on the ground and focused on recovering from her fatigue and broken arm. Mu Yu consumed a spirit pill since his entire body was screaming at him. Despite him noticing Qiao Xue’s condition, he didn’t offer her a pill. The two opened their eyes about two hours later.

Upon making eye contact, Qiao Xue forced a smile. “... Can you give me the core? I need to report back. You understand how integral it is to us.”

“...” Mu Yu shook his head. “I won’t give it to you.”

“Why?”

“Because I need to use it first.”

“You want to refine it? We’re not capable of that. I’m not planning to stash it away for myself. It’s up to the eight sects to come to a consensus. If the fiends manage to get their hands on it, it will spell trouble.”

“As you said, we can’t let the fiends get their hands on it.”

“So... you’re suggesting I’m a fiend?”

Mu Yu just stared intently.