Batian Martial Soul

Ling Xiao: "..."

He felt a tightness in his chest, like a huge stone pressing on his heart, making it hard to breathe, and he almost fainted.

His face turned bright red, and his eyes were wide open, as if they were about to spit fire.

Seeing his flushed face, Green Spirit's heart stirred slightly. Her tone softened a little, but it remained incredibly sharp, like a dagger piercing Ling Xiao's heart:
"Listen, Ling Xiao, the old trick of playing the fool and pretending to be weak to take advantage of others has reached its limit! You might have been able to survive in the cracks before by relying on some cleverness and forbearance."

But now, the situation has changed dramatically. If you keep hiding, you won't even know how you died!

You must show your courage and strength, and let everyone know that Ling Xiao is not someone to be trifled with!

Green Spirit's expression was cold and stern. She suddenly raised two slender, white fingers, each as white as a scallion, yet exuding an undeniable authority. The gesture seemed to be issuing a final ultimatum to Ling Xiao, and her voice was resolute:
"Your most important task now is to overcome all difficulties to find the legacy of the Twin Fiends of Swords and Blades, and do everything you can to awaken the Twin Fiends Sect!"
In this cruel world, strength is the foundation for survival.

Although this inherited power is external and not something you cultivated yourself, in the current urgent situation, it is the key to quickly improving your strength. Like a timely rain, it provides the strongest support when you are most parched. Don't underestimate its importance!

"Green Spirit,"

Ling Xiao slightly raised his head. His eyes, which had been dull and lifeless, still carried a hoarse weariness, but now held an unwavering determination, as if no matter how many difficulties and obstacles lay ahead, they could not shake his belief.

"you're right.

In this dog-eat-dog world, power... what I lack most right now is power!
Without power, I can only be bullied and watch helplessly as those around me are harmed.

With power, I can protect myself, protect the people I care about, and do what I want to do!

"Okay, it's good that you're aware of this."

Green Spirit nodded slightly, then waved her hand. "You should hurry up and cultivate. I need to recover my own energy too. Sigh, it's so frustrating. I used to be so powerful. Even that giant tortoise that was causing trouble in the void could be shattered with a single sword strike, making it obediently submit. But now, I've fallen to this state. It's truly a case of a tiger fallen into the plains being bullied by dogs!"

After saying that, Green Spirit's figure gradually became transparent and finally disappeared completely into the air.

The room was deathly silent, with only Ling Xiao's heavy breathing echoing in the air.

The resolute flame in his eyes burned ever brighter, as if it would consume him entirely.

Within that flame lay his thirst for power, his struggle against fate, and his unwavering belief in the future.

He secretly vowed to find the legacy of the Twin Swordsmen, to become stronger, and to never let anyone look down on him again.

……

Deep within that dark curtain draped by billions of stars lies a mysterious realm forgotten by time.

A figure in pure white walked slowly across the solidified starlight like a fairy descending to earth, each step light and graceful, as if she had become one with the vast starry sky.

The figure was none other than the Moon Maiden. Her black hair cascaded down her shoulders and back, loosely tied at the ends with a ribbon that flowed with dark purple starlight. The ribbon shimmered with a mysterious and enchanting light under the starlight, adding to her ethereal and graceful appearance.

The Moon Maiden's face was exquisitely beautiful yet aloof, like the bright moon in a cold night, radiating a brilliance that made people afraid to look directly at her.

Her eyes were like deep lake water, containing endless wisdom and mystery.

With each step she took, a tiny ripple silently spread across the space beneath her toes. The ripples, like those created by a pebble thrown into a calm lake, slowly expanded outwards, as if she were stepping onto an ancient, still lake of her heart, breaking the long-standing tranquility.

Before long, the Moon Maiden's elegant steps suddenly stopped, and the void in front of her abruptly froze, as if it were being tightly gripped by an invisible hand.

An invisible barrier appeared out of nowhere, like a huge, transparent piece of glass, blocking her way.

The barrier was not a physical entity; it was invisible and intangible, yet it exuded a cold and powerful aura that sent chills down one's spine.

It is the cold manifestation of the rules themselves, representing the order and laws of this starry sky, and anyone who tries to violate them will be severely punished.

The Moon Maiden frowned slightly, her gaze fixed on the invisible barrier, a hint of contemplation and vigilance flashing in her eyes.

She knew that the appearance of this barrier was no accident, and that there must be some secret or danger hidden behind it.

But she did not back down. Instead, she stood there quietly, thinking about what to do, as if waiting for something, or as if challenging this invisible rule.

The Moon Maiden's graceful steps came to an abrupt halt. She stood silently in the vast and boundless starry sky, her face, as exquisitely sculpted as jade, devoid of joy or sorrow, as calm as a bottomless, icy pool, making it impossible for anyone to discern the slightest ripple in her heart from her expression.

However, her cold voice was like a sharp blade piercing the silent night sky, penetrating the vacuum, carrying a bone-chilling cold that could freeze everything, and stabbing straight into the unknown void: "You killed my people?"

These few simple words seemed to contain endless anger and majesty, making even the surrounding stars tremble.

A deathly silence, like a vast and heavy black curtain, rapidly spread across the starry sky, enveloping everything within it.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and every second felt incredibly long.

After a long, long time, a vast, indeterminate sound, seemingly formed from the resonance of countless planes' laws, reverberated through the void like rolling thunder.

The voice was ethereal and mysterious, as if it came from the depths of the universe, carrying an undeniable majesty: "He shouldn't have exposed the Great Town Dynasty's intelligence; that was against the rules."

The voice was cold and indifferent, as if stating something perfectly ordinary, without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

The Moon Maiden listened quietly, her jade-carved face remaining unchanged, as if nothing in this world could move her.

She slowly closed her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings, casting a cold shadow on her cheeks.

Her voice was deep and firm, like an echo from the depths of the earth: "In other words, the person I'm looking for is indeed there."

Her tone carried an unquestionable certainty, as if she had already discerned the whole truth from this brief conversation.

The voice of the rules remained indifferent, like a high and mighty deity, unconcerned with the life and death of the world: "Perhaps it is, perhaps it is not." (End of Chapter)