The fairy's inner demons are amazing!

Chapter 34 Farewell

"I've come at the wrong time!"

"No, you've come at just the right time."

"Shameless! How dare you humiliate me like this? Although I am a member of the Hehuan Sect, I have never been promiscuous. My heart is completely devoted to you, and I have never betrayed you. Today is supposed to be the day we are together, but you bring this filthy lover, this scoundrel. Do you think I, the Sword Master of Love Silk, am too weak to draw my sword?"

In the peach blossom grove, a stunningly beautiful woman exuded a fierce aura. At first glance, she seemed to have a worldly air about her, yet she also possessed an otherworldly grace. The woman held a cool-looking sword in her hand, and as soon as the sword was drawn, she showed no mercy, piercing through the man in front of her and his lover.

With a single palm strike, she blasted her lover's corpse into pieces. Looking at her lover who had died by her hand, the woman, who called herself the Sword Master of Love Silk, gave a bitter laugh. Her face was filled with sorrow but also revealed a hint of determination. Then, she slowly raised the still-dripping sword in her hand.

The sword hummed, as if trying to stop its master.

But the Sword Master of Love was determined to die. After committing suicide with his sword, he crawled into the arms of the Sword Master of Clarity.

"Tongming...this time, you will never leave me again..."

The scene within the purple light made Ning Xiuyang's eyes widen.

Before he could even react...

After the scene ended, another thought echoed in my mind.

"My lord, the mistress of the Hehuan Sect, known to the world as the Fairy of Love, was betrayed by her lover, her heart broken, and she died for love. My name is Farewell, beginning with tenderness and ending with ruthlessness, just like all encounters in the mortal world! Now I bid farewell to my lord, killing her and turning myself into a prison, a chaotic consciousness, wishing to perish and vanish in the eternal ages. If my wish is not fulfilled, and a new lord is found, may there be no more betrayal of love..."

Hey!

Ning Xiuyang was stunned. Could there really be lingering demonic thoughts in this secret realm?

Moreover, this light mark is different in color from the demonic marks I've absorbed in the past. The demonic mark with a purple glow, could it be that it's of a higher level?

What surprised him even more was that everyone, including the Ye family, said that this was the secret realm of the Sword Tomb of the Tongming Sword Master. But judging from the obsession in this inner demon, this was not the Tongming Sword Tomb at all, and it had nothing to do with Fairy Qingsi. Instead, it was a prison formed by Fairy Qingsi's sword falling to its death.

The dignified leader of the Hehuan Sect should have been indulging in worldly pleasures, yet he was deeply in love.

This inevitably made Ning Xiuyang feel somewhat regretful.

Looking at the purple demonic mark in the Myriad Manifestations Mirror in his mind, the three words "[To be refined]" were very clear.

However, Ning Xiuyang could sense that this inner demon imprint was not easy to refine, and the inner demon belonging to the First Madam Liu Qingmei was still being refined, with a progress of only 17%. The Myriad Manifestations Mirror could not refine two inner demons at the same time, and his own cultivation level could not support the refinement of the powerful inner demon of the 'Farewell Sword'.

"Phew... Let's go!"

At this moment, Ye Yin suddenly spoke up, took a deep breath, stared at the Wan Jian Ti with fighting spirit in her eyes, and called out to Ning Xiuyang.

At this moment, quite a few people have already begun to climb the steps.

Ye Jingxuan and Chen Ziyi, Ye Wenjing and Lin Zhiyuan, all ascended the Ten Thousand Swords Staircase one after another.

Ning Xiuyang nodded and came down to the foot of the Ten Thousand Swords Steps with Ye Yin.

The moment one steps onto the sword staircase, one can deeply feel a faint yet powerful sword intent pressing in from all directions.

Ning Xiuyang hurriedly circulated his energy and mobilized his strength to resist.

"No need to be too wary, just be careful. This sword intent can temper the physical body!"

After walking a few steps, Ye Yin whispered to Ning Xiuyang.

Upon hearing this, Ning Xiuyang immediately withdrew his cultivation. Sure enough, his physical body was slightly strengthened under the tempering of the sword intent.

When he reached about a thousand steps, Ning Xiuyang suddenly felt a surge of sword intent, which was even stronger. Under the tempering of this sword intent, his physical body was actually strengthened considerably.

He turned to look at Ye Yin, whose eyes were also filled with joy, her almond-shaped eyes shining. She concluded, "Exactly one thousand steps! Every thousand steps you climb in the Myriad Swords Rank strengthens your physical body!"

[Cultivation Level]: Blood Nourishing Realm 0.30

With his physical strength enhanced, his cultivation also improved significantly, and Ning Xiuyang was invigorated.

Clearly, they weren't the only ones who discovered this benefit; others were also pleasantly surprised.

But as time went by...

As they continued upwards, some finally couldn't hold on any longer. After the thousandth step, the oppressive force caused by the pervasive sword intent increased exponentially.

By the time they reach the 2,000th level, martial artists in the early stages of the Body Tempering Realm are practically crawling on their stomachs.

As expected, at the two thousandth level, all the martial artists could feel their bodies being strengthened once again by the sword intent pressure permeating the void.

Some were delighted, while others were saddened.

There are still 8,000 steps left. At this difficulty, very few people will be able to reach the top.

Ning Xiuyang's expression also became serious. With his cultivation at the early stage of the Blood Nourishing Realm, could he hold on until the end?

Blackie, on the other hand, followed along as if taking leisurely strolls, moving with ease and even occasionally running up to wait for it playfully, seemingly unaffected by the surrounding sword intent pressure.

As time slowly passed.

On the Thousand Swords Staircase, the martial artists struggling to climb were no longer as orderly as before.

Those with strong cultivation, such as Ye Yin and Chen Ziyi, are already at the forefront, and naturally face the strongest pressure.

Ning Xiuyang was barely able to keep up with Ye Yin.

Ye Jingxuan followed behind Chen Ziyi. Although he was tired, his cultivation was stronger than Ning Xiuyang's, so he was not panting. In addition, Chen Ziyi was right in front of him. In order to show his loyalty, he did not make any moves against Ning Xiuyang and Ye Yin. He even put on the airs of an older brother and asked Ye Yin several times whether she could keep going.

Lin Zhiyuan, on the other hand, followed behind Ning Xiuyang and Ye Yin with a sinister look in his eyes, frequently glancing at the two of them, seemingly plotting some wicked scheme.

Upon reaching the fifth thousandth step, a sword gate appeared.

"This is……"

A sword stele stood nearby, and someone immediately read aloud: "This is the entrance to the Seven Emotions Sword Forest. Those who are not strong enough should enter through here."

Clearly, this is an entrance prepared for martial artists with low cultivation levels.

"Ziyi, let's continue upwards. This opportunity to temper your body with sword intent is truly rare. I've heard that you cultivate the 'Mysterious Origin Sword Scripture' of the Yi Sword Pavilion. If you can comprehend your own sword intent under this tempering, then this trip to the secret realm will have been worthwhile."

Ye Jingxuan took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Chen Ziyi.

Chen Ziyi nodded slightly, but did not speak.

Ye Yin looked at Ning Xiuyang with a determined gaze, hesitated for a moment, and then asked in a low voice, "Can you still hold on?"

Ning Xiuyang nodded without saying a word.

The five thousand steps became a watershed moment. Some chose to enter the next level, the Seven Emotions Sword Forest, while those with higher strength mostly chose to continue climbing to temper their physical bodies.

Although they have parted ways, it is impossible to determine which is better or worse. Climbing the Ten Thousand Swords Steps to temper one's physical body is a tangible benefit, while entering the Seven Emotions Sword Forest is an unknown territory, which may bring great gains, but may also be fraught with danger.

However, Ning Xiuyang considered that his cultivation level was low, so improving his strength in the Ten Thousand Swords Rank would be the best option.

In any case, the greatest gain from this trip to the secret realm will definitely be the purple light cluster of the Heart Demon Imprint absorbed by the Myriad Manifestations Mirror. He alone cannot monopolize all the benefits of this vast sword tomb.

"Kid, if you can't hold on, don't force it. Be careful you don't fall and die without a burial place."

At this moment, Lin Zhiyuan suddenly stared at Ning Xiuyang and spoke, his eyes and words full of threat. Clearly, he was preparing to make a move on the rest of the journey!

Ye Yin frowned slightly, about to vent her anger for Ning Xiuyang.

Ning Xiuyang ignored him, and instead calmly patted the head of the black wolfhound Heizi beside him, and laughed, "You beast are quite resilient."

"puff……"

Upon hearing this, Chen Ziyi, who had been indifferent to the situation, burst out laughing and gave Ning Xiuyang and Ye Yin a slightly strange look.

Ye Yin was taken aback, but couldn't help but chuckle, giving Lin Zhiyuan a sympathetic look.

This little servant has always had a sharp tongue and never does things the way people do. Why did you provoke him for no reason?

Ye Jingxuan and Ye Wenjing, among others, also had different expressions.

Lin Zhiyuan's face darkened instantly. He glared at Ning Xiuyang, the words he wanted to say stuck in his throat but couldn't get out.

He glared fiercely at Ning Xiuyang and Hei Zi, his sinister eyes filled with murderous intent.