The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 555: Result of Training

With the fox being in the 4th layer, their gap had only widened, it was now worlds apart. 

Yue Ling and Kui Lang were quite worried.

Xie Wuyue frowned, not knowing how to gauge her after being under Zhuo Fan’s tutelage. 

Reason dictated that with Profound Heaven vs Radiant Stage and 5 layers of difference on top, losing was a forgone conclusion.

“Ha-ha-ha, Yue’er, you must have a death wish so don’t come crying to me at the end!” Hu Mei’er mocked.

Yue Ling balled her fists, her eyes filled with anger.

Yet the tough attitude of the fox had no effect on Yue’er, replying with a smirk and holding a cold blade.

8th grade demonic treasure!

Everyone jerked, even the oldies gasped.

Such a high grade demonic treasure wasn’t found even in their hands, yet a no name girl from the outer sect had one?

And observing the blade’s style, both soft and a perfect harmony between yin and yang, it was clearly the work of a grandmaster.

This was no ordinary 8th grade weapon!

Even the Sect Leader’s eyebrows rose with an unhealthy interest.

[So that’s the basis of her confidence.]

This weapon would make it easier to bridge the cultivation gap.

[Although… the kid sure is wealthy to hand over such a fortune to this girl. I sure as hell couldn’t.]

Xie Wuyue gasped, smiling inside. No way in hell did this girl get her hands on such a demonic treasure without Zhuo Fan giving it to her.

[For crying out loud, where did the kid get all this dough from? I had to buy him with a 9th grade pill, yet now he shows up with an 8th grade demonic treasure? He’s no beggar, but a moneybags!]

[A trip is in order to check and see how deep are his pockets, he-he-he…]

Xie Wuyue calculated.

Hu Mei’er’s brow twitched looking at the blade, “Hump, humph, humph, you got a bigger toy and it got to your head. But it all depends on the wielder to unleash its power. I was the one who taught you Demon Devouring Sabre and I’ve guided your training all your life. I know everything you can do like the back of my hand. You think an 8th grade demonic treasure can change that? Ha-ha-ha, that’s rich!”

“Oh, really?”

Yue’er’s grin turned sinister, her icy aura focusing on the blade.

The temperature plunged on the ring so fast, some disciples started shivering from the cold. 

It felt like entering a glacier cave, about to freeze to death.

Hu Mei’er frowned in shock, “W-what power is this?”

A slash was Yue’er’s answer.

With a bang, the ring was bisected, with the scar releasing endless gray and icy energy as the pavement was corroded.

“Such pure fiendish yin!” Xie Wuyue praised. 

How did Zhuo Fan even train her to enhance her yin to such a degree? [Even without the demonic treasure, their gap will be cut down in size.]

Contrary to popular belief, cultivation wasn’t everything. One had to consider the meridians, how wide and tough they were to allow the purest Yuan Qi to pass through.

[And the girl’s Yuan Qi was so pure that not even some elders could contest.]

It caught the elders and venerables by surprise. 

While Yue Ling was stunned. Just what did Zhuo Fan do to her in those months? [She’s like a completely different person.]

All they knew was that Zhuo Fan was a freak, no question about it. Turning Yue’er into a freak as well proved it.

“Junior sister, be careful.” Liu Xu eyed the eerie blade and tensed at the vibes it gave off.

Hu Mei’er nodded, her features hardening. She couldn’t afford to look down on the girl. 

[She’s no meek girl, but a tiger threatening my life!]

[But I won’t let her!]

Hu Mei’er burst with bloodthirst as a ripple shot for Yue’er. 

“It’s a soul attack, Yue’er!” Yue Ling panicked 

Yue’er’s Profound Heaven cultivation’s weakness was soul. And an attack like that would leave her disoriented, if not in a critical state.

Yue’er’s response was a cold smile, “Hu Mei’er, did you really think I’d challenge a Radiant Stage expert without some countermeasures to my weakness?”

The ripple slammed into something just before reaching her, turning into an azure glow now coming back for Hu Mei’er.

Boom!

Hu Mei’er was caught off guard, feeling like her head was about to explode, as if her mind was cooked from the inside. She wailed for a whole 15 minutes.

But from her ashen complexion, clearly her soul was in a sorry state.

Everyone was speechless. [Didn’t she just use a soul attack on Yue’er? How is it that she’s the one on the receiving end?]

[What… just happened?]

They kept looking from one to another.

Yue’er smiled, showing an azure bead.

“That’s… 9th grade spiritual weapon, Anchoring Soul Bead!” Xie Wuyue cried.

The oldies echoed his reaction. It was common knowledge that the Mystical Heaven Sect had the Anchoring Soul Bead, the only one in existence.

[So what’s it doing in the hands of this girl?]

All of the old guys were flabbergasted. Yue’er smiled, “The refining of this item has the Anchoring Soul Bead as its core, but they can’t be compared. Anchoring Soul Bead can only defend one’s soul while this bead contains powerful soul flames. At an enemy’s soul attack, it will lash out, returning an attack stronger than before.”

[Oh, it’s just an Anchoring Soul Bead ripoff.]

The oldies bobbed their heads like little wise men as their greed for her bauble bubbled inside.

[That’s some good stuff right there.]

[What is it doing in the hands of an ignorant outer disciple? What a waste. If it were mine…]

All eyes glittered.

“Damn you, that strength isn’t yours! Fight me for real if you dare!” Hu Mei’er gnashed her teeth.

Yue’er deflected, “They’re a part of my strength though. Grumblers will always pick faults. In a demonic sect, the end justifies the means. Winning is everything and there’s nothing that can change it. Besides, you’re a 4th layer of Radiant Stage here and want me to throw away my demonic treasures? You’ve got some nerve. “

“Why you…” Hu Mei’er’s eyes were bloodshot, “Curse you, skank, since when did you get so talkative?”

Her voice drowned as Yue’er recalled some words.

[When fighting someone, use any dirty trick in the book. Unnerving them with words is just another way of winning. You need to change that cold attitude of yours…]

It was Zhuo Fan’s pearl of wisdom.

And from Hu Mei’er’s reactions, it only validated his argument. Yue’er smiled, mocking, “Oh, senior sister Mei’er, you were both kind and mean to me. With your soul in pain, it’ll be hard to avoid this slash. It will cleanse our grudge!”

Yue’er raised her blade as the yin focused on it. Hu Mei’er’s eyes shone…