Chapter 487 - 331: All Are Shocked! The Might of the Grand Tutor!
In the secret chamber, silence reigned like an abyss.
Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (First Life)
Realm: Supreme Grandmaster (Initial Entry)
Cultivation Technique: Tiger Split Saber Skill 8/9 (Can be deduced!)
Points: 100
Will 99 system points be consumed to deduce Tiger Split Saber Skill?
"Deduce!"
With a cold shout from Lu Xuan, a massive force of unmatched energy suddenly surged.
Soon after, golden light burst forth in the secret chamber, so blinding that one could not keep their eyes open.
"Roar——!"
Rumble!
The invisible air was suddenly torn apart, as nine saber intents shaped like mountains roared out.
Each saber-intent-transformed tiger was lifelike, with flickering, chilling saber gleams within their golden fur.
The first one charged forward, its sharp claws not yet reaching when the diamond walls of the chamber began to crumble on their own.
The second one howled at the moon, the sound waves causing the foundation of the entire training room to tremble.
The third one coiled on the ceiling, its tail sweeping through, slicing the air into a temporary vacuum.
...
Lu Xuan stood at the eye of the storm, his robes unmoving.
The ninth saber intent white tiger was the most solid, a bloody royal pattern appeared on its forehead, with ancient, menacing energy swirling in its tiger eyes.
"Roar——"
At the final moment, the nine tigers roared in unison, their sound waves gouging deep grooves into the walls of the chamber as if made of substance.
The intersecting saber marks faintly formed a phantom image of a tiger.
When all the tiger shadows merged into Lu Xuan’s brow, the entire chamber suddenly fell into deathly silence.
Only the saber marks on the walls, still "growing," proved that the shocking saber intent from moments ago was not an illusion.
Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (First Life)
Realm: Supreme Grandmaster (Minor Accomplishment)
Cultivation Technique: Tiger Split Saber Skill 9/9
Points: 1
Lu Xuan gazed down at his palm, gently rubbing that tuft of dark red iron filings between his fingers.
He let the dust slip silently through his fingers!
"This is quite a good thing!"
"If I could get more, my worldly training in this life should soon be over."
Lu Xuan’s eyes flickered, recalling the strange tremor before the iron filings vanished—a stir like some ancient beast awakening from eons of slumber.
This was only a fragment of a broken piece.
If it were complete, the effects might be even more astounding.
However, none of that matters!
Although this body’s "integrity" has left the Lu clan destitute, from now on, everything under heaven should belong to me!
Lu Xuan stepped out of the secret chamber, and the incomparably solid bluestone floor cracked silently.
The wind swirling around him faintly carried a deep tiger’s roar, with each step leaving three-inch claw marks on the pillars of the corridor.
Outside the secret chamber door, Li Ming’s withered body suddenly trembled.
In the old housekeeper’s cloudy eyes, what he saw was a suffocating scene—
Lu Xuan’s silhouette twisted and deformed in the morning light.
In a trance, it overlapped with the phantom of a giant golden tiger stepping on clouds.
Li Ming the old housekeeper’s hands trembled uncontrollably, his Martial Arts Grandmaster-level cultivation seemed like that of an ordinary person at this moment.
"Master....Master...."
"You..."
The words caught in his throat, Li Ming didn’t know whether to speak the rest.
He was originally worried about the master’s possible madness.
But seeing Lu Xuan’s vigorous state, he immediately questioned his own understanding.
How could this be the frail state following a demonic deviation?
Clearly, it was a breakthrough in cultivation, reaching a martial mystical realm he had never seen!
What Li Ming had previously told Lu Jinyun were just excuses to comfort him.
Going mad due to cultivation was no trivial matter.
For a martial artist, at best, it could mean stagnation, at worst, a total loss of cultivation, mental chaos, and life hanging by a thread!
Lu Xuan glanced carelessly at Li Ming.
"What’s happening?"
With just that simple glance, it was as if Li Ming saw mountains of corpses and seas of blood surging at him.
The battlefields he had witnessed while following the master in wars all flashed back alive in his retinas.
These plain four words exploded in his ears, and only then did Li Ming regain his breathing rhythm.
He stared intently at the not-yet-dried bloodstains on the master’s clothes—obvious marks of a demonic deviation, but why....
"Master....." Li Ming’s voice was hoarse beyond recognition, "Young Master Haowu is back."
"And also......"
Li Ming’s aged body was deeply hunched, his skinny fingers tightly gripping the corner of his clothes, knuckles turning white from exertion.
His deep voice resonated in the courtyard.
"I...... acted on my own accord."
Every word seemed to be squeezed out through clenched teeth, yet each was clear.
"I called over ten thousand Tiger Roar Guards from the Wei Hu Army to forcefully break into the heavenly prison."
"Broke the right kneecap of Chen Yuhong— that brat from the Minister of Rites’ household."
"And as for the Minister of War’s brat, Liu Sheng’s left leg, I personally shattered it with a knife handle."
Saying this, Li Ming suddenly straightened his hunched back, a trace of ferocity appeared on his wrinkled face:
"As for that little beast from Warden Zhang’s house.... the old servant crippled both his legs!"
The last few words struck like a hammer, echoing in the courtyard.
There was no fear in Li Ming’s cloudy eyes, only a resolute determination—
He knew the master’s temperament all too well, his actions could warrant death ten times over.
"Please, master...."
Li Ming the old housekeeper heavily kowtowed, his forehead hitting the bluestone slabs with a dull thud.
"Punish me!"
With that kowtow, his wooden hairpin snapped, and gray-white hair cascaded down.
However, the expected thunderous rage did not descend, and in the courtyard instead echoed a chilling.... approval?
"Very good."
Li Ming’s kneeling body trembled violently, a trace of astonishment flashed across his aged face.