Early morning.
The sky was just beginning to brighten, and a morning mist enveloped Daniu Village.
Gu Changqing, who was meditating to regulate his breathing, suddenly snapped his eyes open!
A malevolent aura had entered the range of his divine sense.
“There's demonic qi!”
Gu Changqing barked. His long sword unsheathed, and he crashed straight through the window, soaring into the air on his sword!
The Sword Peak disciples in the courtyard reacted with lightning speed as well, summoning their flying swords to follow him one after another.
At the foot of the mountain on the west side of the village.
Two massive grey wolves, each as large as a small hill, were silently approaching a villager's adobe house.
Their crimson eyes flickered in the morning mist. They were none other than two Tier Two peak Bloodthirsty Wind Demon Wolves!
“Vile beasts, do not dare harm anyone!”
Gu Changqing roared from midair. Pressing his sword fingers together, he immediately unleashed the Medium-Grade Earth-Grade sword technique, the Swiftwind Fleeting Shadow Sword!
A dense barrage of green sword blades transformed into a raging storm, whistling as they rained down and accurately struck the two giant wolves.
“Awoo!”
The flesh of the two giant wolves instantly ripped open, blood spraying everywhere.
But the bodies of these Tier Two peak fierce beasts were incredibly powerful. They forcefully endured most of the sword qi and remained largely unscathed.
Not only did the intense pain fail to make them back down, but it also completely triggered the ferocity bred in their bones!
The two giant wolves roared toward the heavens.
Their eyes instantly turned blood-red, and their grey fur stood on end like steel needles. Their bodies swelled a full size larger, and a thick blood mist swirled around them!
Gu Changqing's face fell instantly.
“Not good! It's the Tier Four bloodline talent, Berserk!”
A demon beast entering a berserk state was equivalent to burning its own essence blood, allowing it to forcibly boost its strength and agility by a whole level for a short duration!
Swoosh.
A grey, windy shadow flashed by.
The berserk giant wolf's massive claw tore through the air, instantly swatting right in front of Gu Changqing.
Gu Changqing held his sword horizontally to block.
Bang.
A colossal force transmitted through, and a sweet metallic taste rose in Gu Changqing's throat. He was sent flying dozens of meters like a broken kite.
Just as the giant wolf opened its bloody maw, preparing to pursue and tear him apart.
A white, graceful figure descended from the heavens.
Bai Zhirou held the Meteorite Greatsword. Utilizing the gravity of her descent, she slammed her sword head-on toward the pouncing giant wolf!
The giant wolf, clearly blinded by its berserk state, actually swung its sharp claws—which were capable of shredding refined iron—to clash head-on with the greatsword!
Crack.
The crisp, ear-piercing sound of fracturing bone echoed through the area.
In the face of an absolute weight of thirty thousand jin, the wolf's claw instantly snapped backward at a bizarre angle!
Boom.
The giant wolf's massive body slammed violently onto the ground, cratering a half-meter-deep pit and sending dirt flying everywhere.
The other berserk giant wolf roared and lunged from the side.
Having clearly traded their brains for power, they were completely oblivious to the sheer disparity in strength between them.
Against beasts like these that had no variations to their moves and relied purely on brute force to pounce and bite, they had stepped right into Bai Zhirou's combat "comfort zone."
She didn't need any fancy sword techniques or perfect dodges and counterattacks.
All she needed was her thirty-thousand-jin greatsword: starting with basic attacks, sweeping with heavy strikes, and weaving basic attacks in between!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Dull thuds rang out continuously.
Under Bai Zhirou's utterly unreasonable, continuous bashing, the two once-ferocious and bloodthirsty Tier Two peak giant wolves were repeatedly batted away like broken sacks.
The Sword Peak disciples in the rear could only attack with sword skills from afar, unable to find an opening to intervene.
Moreover, though Bai Zhirou fought with effortless ease, as if she were beating stray dogs by the roadside, if any of them had gone up instead, a single claw swipe from these giant wolves would have had them served at their own funeral feast.
After all, once they used Berserk, the giant wolves' strength was already with one foot in the Golden Core realm.
Bang.
It was another home run.
One of the giant wolves was swatted flying by Bai Zhirou. It twisted its body violently in midair, its paws stepping on ripples of airflow to barely adjust its posture, landing on the thatched mud roof of a villager's house below.
It kicked off fiercely, leveraging the force to launch another attack at Bai Zhirou.
However, the fragile roof simply could not withstand such an impact.
Rumble.
The roof instantly collapsed into ruins, dust filling the air, and the faint screams of mortals echoed from below.
Chu Qianfeng's expression changed.
“Not good! There are people inside! Hurry, save them!”
Several disciples immediately rode their swords and rushed toward the ruins.
In the center of the battlefield.
The two giant wolves, with most of their bones shattered and covered in blood, scrambled up from the ground. Their crimson pupils were still filled with a frenzied desire to slaughter.
Bai Zhirou's chest rose and fell slightly. Swinging her sword continuously with such high intensity had consumed a significant amount of her physical strength.
But what her golden sea of consciousness provided was incomparably vast and dense true qi.
She raised the greatsword high.
Then, the muscles in her arms suddenly tensed as she hacked downward with immense force.
Sword Cleaving Mountains and Rivers!
A golden sword glow several zhang wide swept across, carrying an indestructible, razor-sharp aura, instantly passing through the necks of the two giant wolves.
Splurt.
Two massive wolf heads rolled off together, pillars of blood spurting out. Their colossal carcasses crashed to the ground, blood instantly staining the entire earth red.
The morning breeze dispersed the blood mist.
Bai Zhirou leaned on her greatsword with both hands, panting heavily.
Looking at the two massive demon beast corpses before her, her eyes grew somewhat dazed.
Years ago, when a similar beast tide had attacked the small village where she lived, she was still just a helpless little girl. She could only be stuffed into a rice vat amidst her parents' cries, shivering as she listened to the screams and biting outside.
But now, she was already able to rely on her own strength to thoroughly slay these fierce beasts that had taken countless lives under her sword.
She slowly raised her head, looking at the gradually rising morning sun, a faint trace of relief appearing at the corner of her mouth.
She softly murmured in her mind:
“Thank you, Sen... Jiang Ye.”
In her mind, Jiang Ye, who had just woken up, raised an eyebrow. He didn't reply, but the corner of his mouth curved up in an almost imperceptible smirk.
Seeing Bai Zhirou standing in place lost in thought, the Sword Peak crowd assumed she was having an epiphany in her sword dao. They all tactfully dispersed to keep guard, not stepping forward to disturb her.
At this moment, Chu Qianfeng and the others, who had rushed into the collapsed house to save people, walked out of the ruins supporting four figures.
They were a middle-aged couple, a white-haired old man, and a young boy of about seven or eight years old.
However, the expressions on the faces of the disciples who had rescued them were extremely strange.
The young boy was clutching his arm, sitting on the ground and wailing loudly.
The middle-aged man looked extremely anxious, clumsily squatting on the ground to comfort the child.
Yet the other two—the old man and the middle-aged woman—were lying flat on the empty ground nearby, their eyes tightly closed and completely motionless.
Strangely, their chests rose and fell with perfect regularity. In fact, the old man was even snoring like thunder.
Gu Changqing rubbed his aching arms and walked forward, asking with a frown:
“What's going on? Are they heavily injured?”
One of the disciples responsible for the rescue scratched his head, his expression a bit disoriented:
“Senior Brother Gu... these two don't even have a scratch on them. When the house collapsed onto the bed just now, they... seemed to have been sleeping the entire time. They didn't wake up at all.”
Gu Changqing's brow twitched.
They could still sleep even when the roof collapsed?
He immediately released his divine sense to sweep over the two of them.
Their breathing was long and steady, and their heartbeats were calm. They were actually in a deep sleep!
Qin Zhiwei stepped forward quickly, squatted down, and placed two fingers on the middle-aged woman's wrist pulse point.
Her true qi entered the woman's body, circulating along her meridians.
A moment later, Qin Zhiwei withdrew her fingers and opened her eyes with a solemn expression:
“There are no external injuries to her meridians or internal organs, but... the qi and blood in her body are extremely weak, as if she has just recovered from a serious illness.”
The moment she finished speaking.
The old man and the middle-aged woman on the ground snapped their eyes open almost simultaneously!
There was no confusion, nor any of the sleepiness that usually accompanies waking up.
Two pairs of cloudy, hollow eyes stared straight up at the sky...
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