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2275 Fate is More Important Than Anything

The holy light gleaming on the greatsword resembled sacred fire in the dark night.

Joseph swung his sword while bathed in the holy light. He was akin to a legendary holy knight.

With the water he had consumed earlier, his depleted energy was swiftly replenished. His body became invigorated. Even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes faded significantly.

“For glory!” Joseph exclaimed the sword technique.

A massive, dazzling cross-shaped Holy Light Sword Qi enveloped the eleven Evil Claws.

The eleven Evil Claws felt a chill in their hearts. With their current intelligence, they couldn’t comprehend what was happening. Clearly, the guy before them was so weak that he couldn’t even stand. How could he suddenly unleash such a terrifying attack?

They wanted to dodge, but when the ‘Cross-shaped Holy Light’ descended, they were locked in.

Immediately afterward, the cross-shaped Holy Light Sword Qi slashed fiercely onto their bodies, cutting the evil claws into pieces. This time, the eleven Evil Claws didn’t even have time to scream.

Their shredded bodies fell to the ground and crashed into the soil in the courtyard while leaving black marks on the stone floor.

The greatsword in Joseph’s hand hung weakly.

This time, he was completely drained.

The sword Qi dissipated.

However, the holy light didn’t extinguish. It transformed into flames and attached itself to the broken bodies of the Evil Claws and burned them completely, along with their chance to start over.

“How?” Joseph looked ahead wearily.

He silently watched the demon’s corpses as they were burned by the holy light.

Everything that had just happened felt like a dream.

Smack! Joseph didn’t hesitate to give himself a slap.

It hurt… His teeth ached from the slap.

His face was probably swollen.

But it wasn’t a dream; he had really survived!

Being alive was great.

Behind him, Ji Shuangxue and her mother, who had come downstairs, were utterly astonished.

They couldn’t have imagined that Joseph’s daily practice of ‘swordsmanship’ would be so powerful.

The cross-shaped Holy Light Slash was etched into their eyes and couldn’t be erased.

At that moment, as a father and husband, Joseph was like the protagonist in a movie.

“It’s Master! It must be Master,” Joseph declared while holding his greatsword.

Just now, on the brink of death, he had heard his master’s voice.

Even his body had been guided by a mysterious force into a stance where he was about to draw his sword. Moreover, the second move, the Holy Light Cross Blade, was just a “launcher” and hadn’t been executed by him.

This had to be the Chinese martial arts technique of transmitting power through the air. His master had transmitted his strength to him and allowed him to unleash the sword just now!

Joseph looked around, but as he hadn’t even completed the ‘Foundation Establishment’ stage, he couldn’t see Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit.

Was his master was transmitting strength to him from a thousand miles away?

Joseph fell into deep thought.

After the eleven Evil Claws were cut down, the ‘deceptive mist’ that had enveloped the district began to gradually disperse.

Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit calmly watched Joseph.

Joseph was a bit of a miracle.

At over 40 years of age, without reaching the Foundation Establishment stage and relying solely on the first form of the ‘Holy Light Sword Technique,’ the Holy Light Evil-Slaying Sword Technique, he had actually come into contact with the power of Holy Light.

Perhaps it was talent, or maybe a special constitution?

If that was the case… Joseph might be a hidden ‘Holy Light cultivation genius.’

[Come find me.] Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit moved toward the house.

Although he had already missed the age for cultivation, if Joseph truly had the heart to seek the Dao, there was no harm in taking him as a disciple. Perhaps his future achievements wouldn’t be too high, or maybe he would only reach the First or Second Stage Realm in his lifetime.

But it didn’t matter. Fate was more important than anything else.

It would only consume a bit of Body Tempering Liquid and Vitality Pills. Moreover, he knew how to make Body Tempering Liquid himself.

Song Shuhang arrived in front of Ji Shuangxue and her mother, extending his hand to touch their foreheads.

The runes of the Memory Erasing Technique, which he had learned from Senior White, lit up.

“Do you want to erase it?” Song Shuhang’s fingers paused slightly.

Under normal circumstances, to prevent ordinary people from getting involved in the chaos of the Cultivation world, most cultivators would choose to erase their memories in such situations.

It wasn’t necessarily good or bad to do so. Generally, it was the wisdom of countless senior cultivators.

“It doesn’t matter whether it’s erased or not,” the demonic hamster’s voice suddenly sounded in Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit’s ears.

“Can you remind me before you suddenly speak?” Song Shuhang forced a smile.

The demonic hamster’s red cloak was on par with the Almighty Merchant’s original bedsheet. Even in the primordial spirit state, Song Shuhang couldn’t sense the other party.

“I can’t,” the demonic hamster said cheerfully. “After ordinary people are affected by the Evil Mist, they will fall unconscious for a while.”

As soon as it finished speaking, Ji Shuangxue and her mother covered their heads and furrowed their brows.

Then, the two of them fell to the ground unconscious.

“When they wake up, their memories will become blurry under the influence of evil. If one’s constitution is weak, they might even fall seriously ill. If they’re lucky and have a strong physique, they might be able to retain some memory fragments,” the demonic hamster added.

“That works.” Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit nodded slightly.

It would be best if they could remember Joseph’s desperate struggle against the Evil.

Joseph, who stood by the door, heard the noise behind him. He turned around and saw his wife and daughter unconscious on the ground. Panic washed over him.

He dragged his greatsword into the house and locked the door. Despite his panic, he hadn’t lost his senses; he still knew to guard against the possibility of the Evil Claws appearing again.

Song Shuhang’s primordial spirit stepped out of the house. He extended his hand and retrieved a ‘Sage Sealed Wooden Saber’ from his Inner World and buried it under Joseph’s courtyard.

He had originally intended to leave a few coordinates in the Jiangnan area, so leaving one here first seemed like a good idea.

Then, he got up and walked to the neighboring houses.

After being attacked by the clawed demon, the residents of the neighboring houses had fallen into a coma and were weak.

“Fortunately, you arrived a step earlier… If you had come later, all the residents might have been taken away by Xie Wang and vanished from this world,” the demonic hamster said.

As a purebred demon from the Netherworld Realm, the hamster’s Justice Points were in a neutral state. This was a rare find in the Netherworld Realm.

“What kind of claws are these?” Song Shuhang asked.

He had already memorized the contents of the book, but he couldn’t find any information about the Evil Claw.

After all, he had only read less than a tenth of that thick grimoire.

“They’re low-level malevolent spirits. Scientifically, they’re called ‘Evil Claws.’ As you’ve seen, they’re vulnerable to attributes like Morality and Holy Light. These entities lack a fixed habitat, wandering like a herd of beasts,” the demonic hamster explained.

“Have you cleaned them up?” Song Shuhang asked.

The demonic hamster replied, “As soon as the fog dissipates, they’ll be completely cleaned up. That mist is where they hide.”

With matters seemingly under control, Song Shuhang felt at ease.