Inner Demons

Chapter 66: Interesting

By this time, the horse carrying Meng'e also walked into the courtyard. The old man on the horse had never seen Li Yunxin, but at least he had seen Qiao Jiaming.

He squinted his eyes and looked, then quickly said, "Wrong, wrong, Great Hero Ying, it's not this person!"

But Ying Jueran had already composed himself and stood firm. He stared carefully at Li Yunxin, his gaze falling on his hands.

Fair and slender hands, which did not look like those of someone who exerted great physical strength.

He then slightly turned his face and asked Meng'e behind him, "Do you know this person?"

"It seems to be..." Meng'e thought for a moment, then hesitated, "The new Daoist disciple of that old coffin from Dragon King Temple?"

"Daoist disciple." Ying Jueran pondered for a moment, then looked at Li Yunxin again. "If he's a Daoist disciple, it makes sense that he's learned light body techniques."

"Good. Today, I will show you how sheer force can overcome all techniques!"

Seeing him about to draw his saber again, Meng'e hurriedly said, "If it's not Qiao Jiaming, why kill him?!"

"Because he deserves to die." Ying Jueran took a deep breath, but his hand relaxed slightly. "I told you earlier that you were hiding your abilities, dulling your saber's edge. Now, look at yourself—when you were young, would you have hesitated like this?""This person may be innocent. But standing in your way, he is no longer innocent. If you don't kill him, your edge will dull. If your edge dulls, you will find it difficult to progress. How then will you draw a sharper saber, kill more evil people, and save more innocent people?"

He stared at Li Yunxin: "Therefore, killing him today is saving future people. Though he dies, he should feel he died for a worthy cause, even as a ghost!"

Meng'e's eyes were wide, and for a moment, he couldn't speak.

Li Yunxin's face had been gloomy, quite displeased with this person who drew his saber without a word.

But after hearing his words now...

All the gloom on his face disappeared.

This person... interesting, indeed...

To be able to say such nonsense with such righteousness—this guy had completely constructed a worldview in his own mind that he deeply believed in!

Even in his previous life, with such a large population and so many psychological issues, such a person would have been a rare treasure!

Li Yunxin stared at him with wide eyes, feeling that the slight annoyance he had felt from realizing he had entered the "Delusion Heart Tribulation" had completely vanished.

He had to try very hard to suppress his laughter. He took a deep breath and said, "Sir, do you mean to say..."

"For example, you considered me a person who deserved to be killed, but you failed to kill me. Afterward, you realized you made a mistake and immediately felt very bad, your thoughts not flowing smoothly."

"And because of this lack of smooth thought, you felt that this small setback would affect your achievements in martial arts. So you decided to continue trying to kill me to fulfill yourself—because I happened to be mistaken for someone else by you?"

"...Is that what you mean?"

Ying Jueran slowly stepped forward, gripping his saber in a very strange posture. He watched Li Yunxin like a venomous snake about to strike, and nodded: "You are a clever young man. I thank you in advance for all those I will save in the future."

"Oh my goodness." Li Yunxin rubbed his forehead. "I really, really... I am so curious how you formed this unbreakable worldview, and then you still..."

Again, before he finished speaking, Ying Jueran lunged forward!

This time, Li Yunxin could see that he was using all his skill, experience, and strength!

Li Yunxin didn't have much experience fighting martial artists from the jianghu; the most skilled secular martial artists he had seen were probably those few swordsmen.

The Six Ghosts of the River, after taking the pills provided by cultivators that could unleash potential, could individually make the dart agency's people helpless. Now, Li Yunxin saw Ying Jueran's skill, which should be superior to those people.

He might already be a top-tier master in the martial world.

Now, his single strike seemed to carry immense power, cleaving the air with a whooshing sound—before it even touched Li Yunxin, he already felt his face stinging, as if he had previously stuck his head out of a car window and was slapped hard by the fierce wind.

Ying Jueran's saber strike seemed to seal off every corner around Li Yunxin. No matter where Li Yunxin dodged, he had a follow-up move to immediately change direction and force him into a dead end!

Nowhere to hide...

He could already see Ying Jueran's gleaming saber blade and his forehead, where veins were exposed!

So Li Yunxin slapped the incoming saber diagonally.

The saber, which was about to cleave his forehead, buzzed and flew out, embedding itself deeply into the trunk of a nearby old tree. The force was so violent and swift that before Ying Jueran could even let go, the hilt had already torn free from his palm. The immense power instantly ripped open the tiger's mouth of his hand, and he himself was thrown off balance, falling to the ground with a thud and sliding two or three steps away.

Li Yunxin retracted his hand, nodded to the dumbfounded Meng'e on the horse's back: "See. This is how sheer force overcomes all techniques."

A martial artist. Even a first-rate martial artist's internal energy and reaction speed...

How could it compare to spiritual energy infused throughout the body?

Ying Jueran was stunned on the ground for a while before regaining his senses. He immediately performed a clumsy donkey roll, flipped onto his side, and stood up.

When he saw that Li Yunxin had no intention of pursuing him, he clenched his fists and tremblingly asked, "Who... who are you?!"

But Li Yunxin just stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him with interest: "I won't kill you. You may leave."

Black Saber Ying Jueran frowned deeply, cautiously looking at Li Yunxin, then glanced at Meng'e.

Li Yunxin felt he was probably saying, "Didn't you say he was just a Daoist disciple?"

Meng'e stared blankly at Li Yunxin, then at Ying Jueran, blinking in confusion.

He was probably thinking "...".

He then smiled again: "You're interesting. I really won't kill you. You can leave."

Ying Jueran stared at him for a while longer, then slowly walked to the tree with utmost caution, enduring the pain to pull out his Black Saber. After that, holding the saber, his gaze never leaving Li Yunxin, he walked to the black horse and took the reins.

Li Yunxin waited in his heart for a while, and finally Meng'e spoke.

"Great Hero Ying, this... what about this?"

"Sharpness is indeed important. But without life, what good is sharpness?" Ying Jueran stared at Li Yunxin, testing him, and took a step outside the moon gate.

Li Yunxin did not move.

"You and I still have more evil people to kill, and more innocent people to save. This person, although he temporarily blocked the way, but when I struck that blow just now, my momentum, intent, and spirit all reached their peak, and my thoughts were clear and unobstructed—why pursue it relentlessly and cling to that thought?"

"My edge, in fact, has already pierced through him. This is killing intent, murderous intent!"

As he spoke, he straightened his shoulders again, regaining his previous solemn aura. After two more steps, he finally disappeared beyond the moon gate.

Li Yunxin then heard three hurried footsteps, the sound of mounting the horse, the sound of urging the horse, and the suddenly quickened hoofbeats.

This person...

Is truly interesting.