The world darkens suddenly as autumn descends upon the mountains and rivers.
After the White Dew festival, the sumr heat lingers only as an aftertaste, and the sound of cicadas on the large phoenix trees in Yujing has lost its usual vigor.
It was 9 PM, at 381 Bright Road, Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance Headquarters.
A piercing noise like a sonic boom emanated from the courtyard plaza, shattering the night's silence.
"Senior Brother Sui…" Zhan Xinyue's urgent shout followed closely.
Under the faint moonlight, fierce winds howled like blades beneath Sui Chunsheng's feet, leaving deep cracks across the cent ground.
He panted heavily, sweat like beans dripping from his forehead, staining his tattered clothing with a bright red, as blood dripped from his fingertips.
"Three Yin Demon Slayer! You actually obtained the true legacy!?"
Sui Chunsheng's gaze was unwavering, fixated ahead. Amidst the dispersing dust, a young man slowly erged, appearing two or three years younger than Sui, with a straight posture, rugged features, and bright, concealed eyes.
"Brother Chunsheng, I'm really sorry. I did hold back, but still..."
The young man spread his hands, speaking with helpless words but an extrely relaxed deanor.
"Three Yin Qi Refining, Transforming Evil into a Blade, Grinding Corpse and Sharpening Blade, Demon Slayer…"
Sui Chunsheng murmured softly, his face as cold as frost.
"It is indeed the Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade."
The Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade is no ordinary spell, with imnse destructive power, cutting down the yang and preserving the yin.
At this mont, the True Yang within Sui Chunsheng was like ice, extrely cold and dangerous to the utmost. This was even though the opponent had held back, clearly showing he had the true legacy.
Because of this, Sui Chunsheng was even more surprised.
It is said that if a woman practices the Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade, she cannot fully grasp its intricacies, but only a man practicing it can comprehend the fierce prowess of Three Yin Demon Slaying…
However, if a man learns this technique, acquiring the true legacy ans cutting off lineage, having no descendants.
"Senior Brother Chunsheng, you're injured…"
At this mont, Zhan Xinyue rushed over, supporting Sui Chunsheng and examining his injuries.
"Ma Buting, we agreed this was just a spar, and you…"
"It truly was just a spar, you can ask Brother Chunsheng." Ma Buting said calmly, hands in his pockets.
"He indeed held back."
Zhan Xinyue wanted to say more, but Sui Chunsheng raised his hand to stop her: "I'm simply not as skilled."
"Younger Brother Ma's magic is god-like, truly impressive."
"Brother Chunsheng, you praise too much. We're colleagues now, there will be more chances to spar in the future."
"My apologies for today."
With those words, Ma Buting nodded slightly, his calm gaze drifting away from Sui Chunsheng, hands in pockets, and turned to leave.
"Brother, how are you?"
Zhan Xinyue frowned, sensing Sui Chunsheng's weakened primordial spirit.
Previously, Sui Chunsheng's primordial spirit was like a gust of biting wind, but now it seed scattered and difficult to consolidate.
"The Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade is indeed formidable," Sui Chunsheng said gravely.
It is said that the Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade can extinguish True Yang and destroy one's Dao practice.
Ma Buting obtained the true legacy and had held back, but Sui Chunsheng's True Yang felt like it had fallen into a bitter winter, and he feared it would be half a month before he could use magic or fight anyone, and his primordial spirit would need external dicine for nourishnt.
This nurturing would likely cost a couple of hundred thousand.
"Such ruthless tactics," Zhan Xinyue muttered, biting her silver teeth as she looked in Ma Buting's direction.
"This person's Dao heart is unyielding as a mountain, with a ferocious and wild character. Do not provoke him," Sui Chunsheng admonished.
Practicing the Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade inevitably severs the lineage, yet he still chose to learn it, showing the firmness of his Dao heart. Even being childless couldn't stop him from pursuing the Dao; being ruthless to others is nothing, being ruthless to oneself is truly remarkable.
With such a nature, it's either a great failure or great success. With Zhan Xinyue's current level, opposing him would only invite humiliation.
"Where did Chairman Lou find such a person?" Zhan Xinyue couldn't help but ask.
The Jiangnan Province Daoist Alliance had a rigorous recruitnt process, requiring exams to enter.
However, Ma Buting was an exception, having been specially recruited by Lou Hechuan before they headed to Gusu City, with his files being highly confidential, even his sect background was unknown.
Additionally, Chairman Lou gave him two slots, allowing him to assemble his own team, an unprecedented privilege.
Evidently, Ma Buting was brought in as a special talent.
"His master must have a significant background, otherwise, how could he have learned a spell like the Three Yin Demon Slaying Blade?" Sui Chunsheng said seriously.
"But I heard from others in the alliance that he had always been on the secret front line, dealing with Wuwei Demons for years."
"I see," Zhan Xinyue replied, a look of realization dawning.
Currently, the Wuwei Sect is becoming increasingly troubleso, so talents like Ma Buting, who frequently dealt with them, are particularly valued.
"He has killed many Wuwei Demons, bearing lives on his hands," Sui Chunsheng warned again.
In today's era, even though Daoists have magic and can exorcise demons, there are not many opportunities to actually kill soone.
Those with lives stained on their hands must be fierce characters.
"I understand."
Zhan Xinyue nodded, calming her previously agitated thoughts.
"Brother, with your current condition, what if… I've heard there are disturbances at that old mansion…"
"It's fine, there shouldn't be any action in the next half month; if needed, we can seek help from outside."
Sui Chunsheng waved his hand, seemingly confident, from his years of experience and standing in the Daoist Alliance.
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