Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Chapter 1545 (Raw 1527): Draw the Saber

Xiao Chen's face sank. He looked at the Treasure Master and asked, "What did you do to Leng Yue?"

The Treasure Master laughed loudly when he heard this. "It looks like you are the latter. Hahaha! You are too inferior compared to the Azure Emperor. If it were the Azure Emperor from back then, he would not even say half of that to me, directly sending out a saber strike."

Xiao Chen said coldly, "I am indeed not the Azure Emperor; I am me. There is no need to compare me to another person. I just need to be able to face my own conscience. Cut the crap. What did you do to Leng Yue?"

The Treasure Master narrowed his eyes and countered indifferently, "Put away your saber, and I'll tell you."

"Whoosh!"

A murderous intent flashed in Xiao Chen's eyes as he directly sent out a saber strike.

Earlier, the two had fought with their lives on the line, and the Treasure Master had also been significantly injured by the simultaneous attacks of the seventeen Immortal statues' Magic Treasures. In his current state, if he were to take another saber strike from Xiao Chen, he would, at the very least, be half-dead, losing all combat prowess.

The Treasure Master's expression changed slightly as he backed off quickly. Clearly, he did not dare to receive a saber strike from Xiao Chen right now.

"It looks like you really do not care about her life or death. Hahaha! Xiao Chen, it turns out that I judged you wrongly. To think that I used this as a backup plan."

As the Treasure Master retreated, he laughed loudly. At the same time, he observed Xiao Chen's expression.

If one was passionate, one would definitely have a weakness. Xiao Chen was one such person.

Did Xiao Chen care about Leng Yue's life and death?

Of course, Xiao Chen cared. However, if he compared her to the entire Kunlun Realm and those countless cultivators who sacrificed themselves for the Kunlun Realm, how could he make such a choice?

If it were possible, Xiao Chen would definitely prefer a perfect method that sacrificed no one. Leng Yue would not need to die, and the Kunlun Realm could survive the Demonic Tribulation.

If you had to choose one, how would you choose?

Xiao Chen did not know which to choose. Many times, he was decisive in killing people, appearing cold and frosty, showing an exterior that was not easy to get close to.

However, who could truly understand him? Who knew that under this cold exterior, he also had a warm heart?

"Hahaha! Xiao Chen, since that is the case, I'll let you do it yourself."

It looked like there was no place to escape to. Xiao Chen's saber strike sealed off all paths of escape and left no place to dodge.

The Treasure Master vigorously flung out his long sleeves and then was suddenly holding up a person. When Xiao Chen clearly saw who it was, he appeared stunned, and he quickly withdrew his saber strike.

"Whoosh!"

The boundless saber light returned to Xiao Chen's body. Then, his figure flashed, and he moved back one hundred steps.

This scene was within the Treasure Master's expectations. He could tell that while Xiao Chen's saber strike looked very ferocious, amid this ferocity was a trace of hesitation. If there was no hesitation at all, this saber strike would have long since struck him already rather than getting delayed until now.

"It seems to be somewhat effective. He really stopped," the Treasure Master said, seemingly to Leng Yue, as he hid behind her.

The Treasure Master continued, "It was truly worth wasting a spatial Secret Treasure to seal you for so long. Hahaha! I should continue to test out the effectiveness of this."

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

As the Treasure Master roared, he carried Leng Yue's body like a weapon, swinging her around and charging towards Xiao Chen.

Xiao Chen's face sank, and he retreated continuously, not daring to make a move.

Such a scene attracted many people's attention. They could not help feeling anxious. How could Xiao Chen let go of such a huge opportunity? What in the world was wrong with him?

After a while, Xiao Chen returned his saber to its sheath, and he looked at the Treasure Master.

Although he knew that there was a greater matter at hand and that he needed to send out this saber strike, he really could not do it. He clearly understood the principle, but he still could not do it.

No one could understand the pain in the Azure Dragon King's heart.

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Inside the Azure Dragon Palace that was currently on Kunlun Mountain, a water screen showed everything that was happening to Xiao Chen. While watching this scene, the old Dragon Horse, the black-clad old man, and the others felt extremely conflicted.

"Fortunately, he did not complete that saber strike. Otherwise, he would be crippled for life," the old Dragon Horse said, its heart still pounding with lingering fear. After personally killing someone beloved, one would shoulder an extremely heavy mental burden. In the future, there would only be one result: falling into the Demonic Dao like the Azure Emperor.

However, if Xiao Chen did not complete the saber strike, there would clearly be greater trouble. All the outstanding talents that sacrificed themselves for the Kunlun Realm would also weigh heavily on his heart.

"This child really lives a bitter life. At such a young age, he has to endure the pressure of the world. Furthermore, he has to face such a dilemma. Although he is born in the abandoned land, his future accomplishments will definitely surpass those of the demonic geniuses and outstanding talents of the outer realm," the girl in her prime whispered. Her eyes turned red as her heart ached on Xiao Chen's behalf.

"How unfortunate that we cannot go out due to the rules of this world. Otherwise, he would not be at a loss like this."

"Let's continue watching. Perhaps the situation will change," the old Dragon Horse said sullenly.

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In the scene on the water screen, Xiao Chen sheathed his saber and looked at the Treasure Master. He had already recovered his calm, no longer as confused as before.

As the Treasure Master held up Leng Yue, he narrowed his eyes at Xiao Chen. "I have always been full of backup plans, so how can I lose? Since you sheathed your saber already, we can discuss this properly. I can let her go, but you have to promise not to attack anyone of the Demon Races."

Xiao Chen smiled. However, this smile was cold and emotionless, devoid of all warmth. It was like the bone-chilling wind of the winter night.

The hair of Leng Yue, who was being held up by the Treasure Master, was scattered about messily. Her complexion was pale, her charming face miserable.

However, Leng Yue stubbornly did not allow even a single tear to flow down her delicate face. She merely raised her head and looked at Xiao Chen.

The two's gazes met; many things did not need to be said.

"Go on and attack. Your willingness to withdraw your saber made my entire life worth it already," Leng Yue suddenly said to Xiao Chen.

She felt a pang in her heart, not for her own situation but for Xiao Chen's.

She felt a warmth in her heart the instant Xiao Chen retracted his saber.

In that instant, time seemed to freeze for her. That white figure would forever remain fixed in her mind. Those who cultivated Charm Techniques feared falling in love the most. However, even if she had another chance, she would be willing to fall in love again.

"Draw your saber. Not for the Kunlun Realm, not for anyone in this world, but only for me." Leng Yue smiled as she looked seriously at Xiao Chen.

"This saber strike is only for you."

"Whoosh!"

A saber light flashed as Xiao Chen swung his saber. In the next instant, Leng Yue's head flew into the air. There was still a smile on her face.

Leng Yue did not feel any regrets, for that saber strike was what she asked for, a saber light sent out only for her.

Blood spurted out and splattered the Treasure Master's face.

This made his ugly face look colder and even more sinister, appearing simply revolting.

"You…! You…!"

This turn of events shocked the Treasure Master. It never occurred to him that Xiao Chen would really send out this saber strike after stopping the previous one.

The Treasure Master let go, dropping Leng Yue's headless body that he held with his right hand. Then, he made a mad dash to the rear line.

"Clang!"

Xiao Chen sheathed his saber again. Then, he stabbed it into the ground. His expression appeared extremely sullen as he chased the Treasure Master step by step.

The instant Xiao Chen left, Ao Jiao flew out of the Lunar Shadow Saber and quickly looked around.

Feeling Xiao Chen's aura approaching, the Treasure Master panicked. He roared, "Stop him! Stop him!"

However, no one could stop Xiao Chen. Whenever he punched, large numbers of Demon Race cultivators fell.

Xiao Chen's punch contained Saber Might. All the Demon Race cultivators struck died in indescribable misery.

Xiao Chen did not walk very fast, but the distance between him and the Treasure Master kept narrowing.

He was like the grim reaper. In the end, no one dared to block him.

In the final distance, Xiao Chen locked on to the Treasure Master's figure. Then, he raised his leg and kicked off the ground.

The Azure Dragon Divine Wings on Xiao Chen's back opened suddenly, and his speed doubled, allowing him to catch up to the Treasure Master instantly.

Then, Xiao Chen ruthlessly kicked the Treasure Master to the ground.

The Treasure Master vomited out a mouthful of blood and remained prone on the ground. He looked at the sullen Xiao Chen and said, "Even if you kill me, you will not be able to save the entire Kunlun Realm. After the Demonic God arrives, no matter how hard—"

"Boom!"

Xiao Chen did not give the Treasure Master a chance to speak further, ruthlessly stomping down and crushing the Treasure Master's brain into mush.