Yinshan Record

Chapter 248 What I Am
Su Che wielded the sword with his fingers, and where the sword light emanated, a faint rumbling sound could be heard.

That wasn't real thunder, but rather the resonance of the sword energy accumulated within Su Che's body over a long period, and the fierce aura of the ghosts rising and falling.

With a single sword strike, even Xue Baizhi, a master of the Rejuvenation Pill realm, had no choice but to retreat.

Her spiritual awareness, honed over many years, nearly exploded, constantly urging her to retreat quickly, for facing this sword head-on would inevitably result in severe injury.

Su Che unleashed a sword strike, his chest still brimming with surging fighting spirit.

He could no longer distinguish whether this boiling rage came from the long-sealed battle spirits or from the pent-up frustration he had felt since coming into this world.

All of this had been weighing on his mind for far too long, so long that Su Che thought he had gotten used to it all.

Not enough, far from enough.

To vent the anger in one's heart, this one sword strike alone is far from enough.

Therefore, the only option is to release it again.

Su Che moved his fingers swiftly, unleashing a barrage of Taiyu Abi swords.

Blood gushed from his chest, his body was covered in yin energy, and occasionally, roaring, ferocious ghost faces would flash.

Like a demon, like a god, half-alive, half-dead.

But at this moment, Su Che's heart had never been so joyful.

That was the exhilarating feeling of one's true nature being expressed.

Not bad.

At the critical moment of life and death, he acted with unbridled abandon.

So this is the real me.

Su Che never imagined that he was actually this kind of person.

When did I forget this kind of personality?
Is it in the daily commute from nine to five, in the mundane details of daily life, or in their intrigues and ambitions for power?

Some courage and decisiveness are always right beside you. It's like a sharp blade that never needs to be sharpened. It's just that you haven't used it for a long time, so much so that you've forgotten what you once had in your heart.

What makes you willing to go through fire and water without hesitation? What gives you the magnanimity to disregard life and death?

"What do you think of this sword?"

For the first time, Xue Baizhi felt fear when faced with Su Che in this state.

She didn't know if the other party had fallen into demonic possession, but such ferocious sword energy and such a battle style that disregarded life and death made this expert, who had achieved the Core Formation and was determined to inherit the Jade Yang Mountain lineage, feel fear.

Such a madman who disregards life and death is probably rare even among the brain-damaged demonic sects.

Xue Baizhi's first thought was to retreat.

As long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn. The opponent is already seriously injured, and there is also a senior lake guardian here.

Once her mind is clouded, Xue Baizhi can find a thousand reasons to justify herself.

Ten thousand reasonable and precise reasons led her to choose conservatism, to retreat, and to choose a more rational tactic.

Indeed, this person is already severely injured; there's really no need for him to sacrifice his precious life...

"Your swordsmanship is quite good."

Su Che covered the still bleeding wound with his left hand.

"Unfortunately, your hands cannot hold your sword."

With another sword pointing out, the Taiyu Abi Sword slashed down furiously, its sword light stirring up layers of yin energy, and the ghostly howl sounded like a mountain collapsing.

"Get out of here!"

Xue Baizhi's face was like ice. She led Jiang Cheng, who was hiding in the distance. These two disciples of Yuyang Mountain made the same judgment at almost the same time.

Such a madman is not to be trifled with.

With a flash of sword light, they used a teleportation technique to escape at top speed.

puff.

Su Che spat out a mouthful of blood.

Xue Baizhi's sword strike was, after all, the work of a master of the Rejuvenation Pill. Although it failed to sever Su Che's foundation, it did severely injure him.

"Su boy, what are you doing?"

Yin Yang Dharma King pounced forward: "Damn those few wretched evil spirits, we can just go find more if they're gone, why fight them to the death?" "Yu Lizi is right."

Su Che's face was covered with a layer of green light, and the yin energy around him was condensed as if boiling.

"Some people's level of understanding is utterly worthless when they actually fight."

"Alright, alright, you Huang Tiandao are amazing. From your grandmaster to your grand-disciples, you're all tough guys. We're all cowards."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King thought Su Che had gone mad, so he took out a pill from his sleeve and put it into Su Che's mouth.

"Sigh, eat this Yuanhe Pill first. Mother, if you don't want this True Form Dharma Body anymore, you can give it to me. Do you really want to be a ghost cultivator?"

"It's out of the way."

Su Che's words were not false. With the Pure Glazed Buddha Light, a first-class life-extending supernatural power, his current injuries, though severe, were not fatal.

"Thank you, senior."

Su Che said in a low voice.

"Thank you for what?"

"Without my seniors, I'm afraid I would gradually become like them. Professor Yu Lizi would probably be very disappointed then."

Su Che watched the departing figures of the Yuyang Mountain disciples.

"You people from Huangtiandao are all crazy."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at the wound on Su Che's chest and suddenly took a breath.

"Your injury?"

Although Su Che's chest injury was serious, it did not worsen.

According to the Yin-Yang Dharma King's deduction, this is absolutely impossible.

Although sword cultivators are generally regarded by the Xuanmen as poor bastards who only know how to kill, their swordsmanship that can sever all laws is undeniable.

Once injured by a sword cultivator, it's not just the soul and body that are damaged; there's even a chance that the foundation of one's Dao will be severed.

Even though Su Che's sword pierced his chest, it wouldn't be fatal, but the swordsmanship of the Xuanmen Rejuvenating Elixir School should not be underestimated.

However, Su Che's wound has not worsened, even though he has just been stabbed.

This is enough to show that this kid possesses a priceless treasure, perhaps an extraordinary life-extending divine power.

In any case, according to the Yin-Yang Dharma King's understanding, the Azure Emperor's Treasure Garden does not have this effect.

“I once had a miraculous encounter and comprehended a kind of Buddhist light.”

Su Che explained.

Previously, in order to avoid falling into the Buddhist system, Su Che kept his distance from the true meaning of the Future Star Tribulation Sutra and the Pure Lapis Lazuli Buddha Light.

However, in this case, eyeliner is something I have no choice but to use.

However, this Pure Lapis Lazuli Buddha Light is one of the nine fundamental Buddha lights, and once it is used, its effects are truly extraordinary.

"Buddhist light?"

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at Su Che in surprise: "You kid have such tricks up your sleeve."

"By chance, I once comprehended the Pure Lapis Lazuli Buddha Light, one of the nine fundamental Buddha lights in Buddhism."

Su Che concealed the fundamental truth of that Future Star Tribulation Scripture and did not discuss it.

Although the Yin-Yang Dharma King was kind to me, there were some things I didn't necessarily need to tell this senior.

"Your mother, it's actually the Buddha's light that dispels disasters and prolongs life."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King was greatly shocked, feeling as if he had been told that they had agreed to rebuild the Heavenly Court together, but the Dharma King had secretly shaved his head.

"So this strategy of trading injury for injury was something you planned all along?"

He looked at Su Che and asked.

"I don't have that kind of quick thinking; I was just forced into it."

"Forget it, forget it, we can talk about it later. If Yu Yangshan gets out of the way, the two of us might be doomed here."

As he spoke, the Yin-Yang Dharma King took out a flying boat from his sleeve and, without saying a word, took Su Che aboard.

(End of this chapter)