Dao Companion Crippled, Coveters Move

Chapter 134 - 133: The M Sword Spirit Performs a Great Service

The Dragon Corpse took to the sky. As it ascended, writhing fleshy tendrils spewed from the mangled parts of its body. Wherever the tendrils landed in the forest of giant trees, the once-lush woods visibly withered and decayed. All the Life Spiritual Qi within was plundered by the tendrils and fed to the Dragon Corpse to be refined for its own use.

As large swaths of the giant forest rotted away, flesh began to bud on the Dragon Corpse's skeletal wings. The wing membranes were visibly regenerating, and once they were fully healed, the Dragon Corpse's flight speed would reach a whole new level.

Although Pei Yuhang was in the middle of fleeing with his disciples, he saw the Dragon Corpse's transformation. For now, his Sword Control speed was still greater than the Dragon Corpse's, but if the Dragon were to fully unfurl its restored, massive wings...

The White-clothed Sword Immortal had never seen a real Dragon, so he didn't dare bet his Sword Control was faster than a Dragon's wings.

He would rather carve out a future with his own sword than entrust himself and his disciples to an unknown fate.

"Yueqiu, take Xiaoxiao and leave first!"

"I have to stop this Dragon from absorbing more of the giant forest's Life Qi and regenerating its body!"

Pei Yuhang tossed Qing Yueqiu and Yu Xiaoyan onto a treetop, then turned and charged toward the Dragon Corpse, preparing to shred all the fleshy tendrils devouring Life Spiritual Qi from its body.

"Master!"

Yu Xiaoyan watched Pei Yuhang's resolute departure, crying out helplessly like a fledgling.

Suddenly, a hand landed on her, about to forcibly drag her onto the Luminous Shadow Sword to be carried away.

"Let go of me! Yueqiu, are you just going to stand by and watch Master fight that monster alone?"

Facing the struggling Yu Xiaoyan, Qing Yueqiu spoke in an unprecedentedly cold tone, "Of course I won't let Master fight that monster alone!"

"I will follow Master's instructions and get you to safety first, Xiaoyan. Then I'll come back for him... At the very least, my Luminous Shadow Sword can increase his combat strength. I have to get the sword to him!"

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One after another, sharp blasts of Sword Qi surged out, shredding all the fleshy tendrils beneath the Dragon Corpse.

But an endless stream of tendrils still shot out from the Dragon Corpse, greedily plundering the life force of all living things.

Pei Yuhang also tried to attack the Dragon Corpse's main body directly. Unfortunately, against a behemoth from a mythological era, even with the Silent Sword's sharpness, he could only leave a few faint white scratches on its bony hide.

However, Pei Yuhang did not give up. He nimbly kept his distance from the Dragon Corpse, constantly attempting ranged attacks.

The Five Thunders Dao Skill, the Ice Cold Water Technique...

Spell after spell bombarded the Dragon Corpse, hammering its body in a dense barrage.

It wasn't until Pei Yuhang drew upon the Primordial Yang Power within him and unleashed the Flaming Sun Fire Technique that he finally left a distinct scorch mark on the Dragon Corpse.

'My Primordial Yang is clearly effective against this half-dead creature!'

Pei Yuhang's heart leaped with joy. This meant he might not have to blindly flee after all—he had the ability to kill this Demon Dragon!

'But... I need to combine it with my Sword Dao to inflict deeper, more lethal damage!'

"Bai Jingjing, I know you're afraid of the heat, but please bear with it for a moment..."

'Stop wasting time. At a moment of life and death like this, even if you're a little rough with me... I can take it.'

Bai Jingjing's voice rang out in Pei Yuhang's Sea of Consciousness, devoid of its usual petulance and filled instead with trust.

"Okay."

Pei Yuhang nodded lightly, not making a fuss. He raised the Silent Sword and channeled the hottest True Yang from his palm into the blade. The sword, which normally emanated a cold light, visibly heated up and turned crimson, scorching the very air and causing it to twist and shimmer.

UNNGH~~!

Bai Jingjing, within the Silent Sword, let out a pained whimper. As a Fox Demon Spirit who specialized in the Ice Dao Technique, this feeling of being in a furnace was absolute torture for her.

But perhaps because Pei Yuhang had bullied her so many times before, spanking her with his palm wreathed in Yang Fire, Bai Jingjing had already developed a strong tolerance for this intense heat.

And... she could even feel a peculiar sort of pleasure from it.

Right now, Bai Jingjing was doing her best to accept the searing heat of the Pure Yang Fire Qi, using that peculiar pleasure to raise her tolerance threshold for the intense heat.

Pei Yuhang was greatly surprised by this, seemingly not having expected Bai Jingjing to possess such an astonishing talent.

Although hearing those embarrassing sounds from within the Silent Sword was a bit awkward, at this critical juncture, it was undoubtedly a huge help.

'Perhaps... in the future, I can focus on this aspect and develop Bai Jingjing further, turning her into a Sword Spirit capable of using both ice and fire.'

'But for now, I have to completely bury this Dragon Corpse first!'

Pei Yuhang took an extremely casual step, as if he were out for a stroll. The step was very slow; the few clouds drifting by on the wind moved much faster than he did.

The next moment, the clouds stopped moving. No, it wasn't that the clouds had stopped, but that in an instant, Pei Yuhang's figure had stretched into a white line. At such extreme speed, the entire world seemed to stand still around him!

From extreme stillness to extreme motion.

The clumsy Dragon Corpse had yet to react before a crimson rainbow swept across its throat in a slashing strike.

TSSSSS—

White steam rose into the air.

The Dragon Corpse's throat was torn open, revealing the severed vertebrae of its draconic spine beneath the flesh.

Pei Yuhang let out a ragged breath, casting an Ice Skill on the Silent Sword to cool it down while he looked at the Dragon Corpse's neck.

'Three more strikes at least... all landing on the same spot, to make this thing's head fall off.'

'Thankfully, this Dragon Corpse is just skin and bones. If it had intact Dragon Scales and flesh, heaven knows how much harder it would be to cut.'

Pei Yuhang saw a glimmer of hope for victory. He steeled himself, ready to face the enemy once more.

"Bai Jingjing... I need to use at least three more strikes with the same power as that last one. Can you hold on?"

'Hah... hah... Don't waste time... Continue...'

Hearing Bai Jingjing's panting reply, Pei Yuhang hesitated no longer. It wasn't that he didn't care about her suffering, but that only a swift and decisive battle could end this.

The second strike—Long Rainbow Piercing the Sun!

The Dragon Corpse was prepared this time. Its massive body twisted, trying to protect the fatal wound on its neck.

But Pei Yuhang was too fast. In the split second before its wings could close, his sword stabbed in. Amidst the ringing of the blade, the crimson sword mark tore further into the dragon bone.

Pei Yuhang didn't pause, pressing his advantage to unleash his third and, thus far, most powerful strike—Scorching Sun Across the Sky!

In an instant, the clouds within a thousand-meter radius were vaporized by the terrifying heat.

Bai Jingjing, within the Silent Sword, let out a cry of agony. This immense output of heat had surpassed her threshold of endurance.

The light of the sword rose like a great sun, washing over the Dragon Corpse in a turbulent wave. The crimson rainbow slammed the Dragon Corpse downward, sending it crashing into the forest of giant trees and kicking up a swirling cloud of dust.

TSSSS—

Scorching steam wreathed the surface of the Silent Sword. The blade was red-hot like a branding iron, and inside, Bai Jingjing had already been heated to the point of passing out.

Pei Yuhang knew this was the limit of what the Silent Sword could currently withstand of his Giant Sun Power. If he were to strike again, he risked destroying the sword.

But—

As Pei Yuhang looked on, the Dragon Corpse beneath the dust was still twitching noticeably. The gash on its neck needed just one final push, one last strike, to completely sever the dragon bone.

'Once the Dragon Corpse loses its head, even if it can still move, I can easily seal it. It'll no longer be a threat.'

Pei Yuhang's brow furrowed. The problem now was where could he find another sword with a quality no less than that of Silence to deliver the final blow?

"Master, catch—"

A young woman's voice called out from the distance, and a streak of sword light, shimmering with flowing Moonlight, flew toward him.