Martial Saint through Reading

”Pfft—”

Unable to hold back, he spat out a mouthful of bright red blood.

Shang Yi, despite his severe injuries, still attempted to escape.

However.

Slash!

Another slash descended.

His body shattered, flesh and blood splattered, Shang Yi’s fate was not much different from that of his senior brother Yann Luo.

Chu Ming reached into the void again, retrieving Shang Yi’s Storage Treasure and the National Treasure, the Sky-splitting Dual Blades.

At this moment, from the right side, Hei Qing flew over carrying his grandfather, looking at Chu Ming with a complicated expression.

Hei Qing did not flee because he knew he couldn’t escape.

”You are strong,” Hei Qing said, looking at Chu Ming, his vine stick held straight out in front, speaking in a deep voice, ”This time, it’s not just about deciding the winner, but also about life and death.”

The contest was about the depth of their True Intent Understanding, but as for life and death, he knew he was no match for the black-clad youth before him.

Chu Ming looked at Hei Qing, then at the old man on his back, and said nothing, merely holding out his battle saber in the same manner.

”Come on.”

After that.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Clang, clang, clang!

This time, no one interrupted them.

Both of them infused their Annihilation True Intent into their weapons, fighting fiercely.

But, Hei Qing had long been exhausted, even though he repeatedly consumed elixirs to forcibly recover, his body was already on the verge of collapse.

Until the two of them each unleashed a strike infused with the Great Success of Annihilation True Meaning.

Boom—

The space suddenly collapsed, followed by a dazzling burst of light.

After the light faded, Chu Ming stood suspended in midair, his expression calm.

As for Hei Qing, he fell to the mountain peak below, already unconscious, but as he fell, he protected the old man above him.

Chu Ming slowly descended.

”Cough, cough...” The old man coughed violently.

Hei Qing had protected him well, the old man was unharmed and unafraid, as at the start of the battle, Hei Qing had put the old man to sleep.

Now, the old man was awake.

The old man first touched Hei Qing beneath him, feeling Hei Qing’s faint breath, he sighed in relief, then looked at Chu Ming.

On his aged face, emotions were tumultuous, as if the old man wanted to plead for mercy.

”Young man,” he finally spoke, ”General Hei Qing is a good man.”

Hei Qing was not the old man’s Little Black Head, but he had cared for him meticulously.

Chu Ming’s expression didn’t change, nor did he make a move, he simply walked to the side and picked up the vine stick that had stirred the Blood Bead’s reaction.

The old man then climbed down from Hei Qing’s large, sturdy body, using his pair of withered hands to slowly move in front of Hei Qing, blocking the way between Chu Ming and Hei Qing.

Hei Qing was not his grandson, but in the depths of his heart, he already considered him his grandson, he would not let what happened before, happen again.

On that battlefield, he and Little Black Head were separated by the warring armies, and upon reuniting, Little Black Head was now Hei Qing, a pain the old man could never forget.

So today, the old man chose to die with Hei Qing... no, with Little Black Head.

Apart from the initial sentence ’General Hei Qing is a good man’, he did not beg for his life, nor did he lament, he merely seemed to have seen through the sufferings of the world, looking at the black-clad youth.

Chu Ming picked up the vine stick, looked at the old man, then at Hei Qing behind him.

The spring sunlight broke through the clouds, falling on the mountaintop.

Hei Qing’s body was large and robust, lying motionless on the ground, the old man’s withered arms supported his body, thin as a stick.

Chu Ming stood in front of the old man, his shadow cast by the sunlight, like a Black Abyss engulfing the old man and Hei Qing.

Yet, next, the once frail body seemed magnified by the spring sunlight, firmly blocking the abyss-like shadow.

To be precise, it did not block, but the shadow retreated.

Sunlight passed through the old man’s thin body, shining on Hei Qing’s form.

The old man raised his head, no longer seeing the black-clad youth, lifting his gaze, he saw only a streak of light disappearing across the sky.

Chu Ming picked up the vine stick, glanced at the old man, then stepped into the void and departed.

He flew swiftly to the eastern border of the Jingyue Kingdom, to the intersection of the Qin Dynasty, Yiyang Kingdom, and the three nations, where he found a secluded mountain to descend.

He carved out a temporary cave within, entering it.

First, he sat cross-legged, adjusting his own state, then took out the spoils of this battle for inspection.

In the battle of the Jingyue Kingdom, the two National Guardian Realm experts of the nation died, and their Storage Treasures and National Treasures fell into Chu Ming’s hands.

He first checked the two’s Storage Treasures, as National Guardian Realm experts of the Jingyue Kingdom, particularly Yann Luo, who was in the late stage of the Sea of Qi Realm, nearing the strength of their master Ji Wujiang.

The treasures in the Storage Space were astonishing in both quantity and quality.

Items and elixirs below Tier Six were not worth mentioning separately, for Chu Ming now barely cared for treasures below Tier Six.

”Two National Treasures, five bottles of Qi Sea Elixirs, two Third-class Spirit Treasures...”

The two had a few Tier Six Treasures, foremost being the Jingyue Kingdom’s two National Treasures, the Moon Killing Saber and the Sky-splitting Dual Blades.

Both were Second-class Spiritual Treasures, but even among Second-class Spiritual Treasures, there was a significant difference in power, with the former being more potent than the latter.

After erasing the aura on the two National Treasures, Chu Ming infused them with his own Qi and Blood Power, testing their power with Destruction True Intent and Silent Extinction True Intent in turn.

National Treasures truly lived up to their name, not only could they withstand the two True Intents, but they could also elevate his understanding of the two True Intents to a considerable extent.

”The Moon Killing Saber suits me better...”

After trying out the two weapons, Chu Ming found the Moon Killing Saber more to his liking.

In terms of weapons, he frequently used gloves that enhanced his Palm Technique and blade-type treasures, the Moon Killing Saber aligned with that preference and offered greater power.