Chapter 100

100. My name is Yeon Jikha

Opening.

Yonghui Pavilion.

Jin Jiaxi, the elder of the Moonlit Hall and a rare female swordsman, originally came from the Huoguang City’s Evil Sword Society. Jin Jiaxi, once a notorious witch of Huoguang City, joined the Moonlit Immortal and entered the Famous Sect after meeting her.

Her martial arts are fittingly sword-based, as she hails from the Evil Sword Society.

She was given the special nickname "Suxiu" due to her fair and delicate hands.

As a master of the Evil Sword Society, she reached an even higher realm after becoming one of the Ten Demon Riders of the Famous Sect. Thus, even the other Ten Demon Riders would yield to her.

This is why Jin Jiaxi set out alone to follow the great manager of the Four Seas Merchant House, Li Huashui. She was one of the top experts among the Ten Demon Riders, so there was nothing to fear.

Moreover, the Waryong Hall, especially the Moonlit Hall, is considered a poor martial arts school. This is due to its disarray when it was taken over.

Thus, it was understandable for Jin Jiaxi to act on her own greed.

She was a top expert among the Ten Demon Riders, and her opponents were the survivors of the poor Waryong Hall.

As dusk approached, Jin Jiaxi and the great manager Li Huashui arrived in front of the Yonghui Pavilion.

As befitting its reputation, the front of the Yonghui Pavilion was bustling with customers coming and going.

Laughter from the courtesans and the sound of coins clinking flowed out from the wide-open gates.

While this would make righteous female warriors frown, Jin Jiaxi smiled.

Not just because she was from the evil sect, but because she was a rare woman who frequently visited courtesan houses.

"Finally getting to see the famous Yonghui Pavilion with its good water."

Muttering to herself, Jin Jiaxi was told by Li Huashui,

"If the Elder wishes, you can use it for free as much as you like. I only ask that you handle this matter well."

"Hehe. I'll remember that. Don't change your tune later."

"Yes, yes. But when will the old man arrive?"

"What's the point of stalling? I need to finish this and have a drink. You said they are staying in the guards' quarters? Lead the way."

"Yes."

Li Huashui led Jin Jiaxi into the Yonghui Pavilion.

As they passed through the hall and went deeper, it was as quiet as a temple.

A glint of interest flashed in Jin Jiaxi's eyes.

It wasn't just quiet.

Even the servants and courtesans walked on tiptoe to avoid making a sound.

This was something you wouldn't see in an ordinary courtesan house.

'Hmph! This isn't the imperial palace, yet everyone walks like eunuchs?'

It seemed she could tell the influence of the Waryong Hall's people without needing to be told.

As the saying goes, when the tiger is away, the fox reigns. This was exactly the case.

The cowards who fled from the Waryong Hall without looking back were now acting like emperors here.

'I'll tear them to shreds.'

Although it started out of greed, she felt she had made the right decision to come herself.

Stopping, Li Huashui whispered,

"That's the guards' quarters. They are using it without permission. They are like bandits, just without swords."

This was partly true and partly false.

They had declared they would use it unilaterally, but the hall master had given his permission.

As Li Huashui continued to badmouth them,

Creak.

The door opened, and a young boy poked his head out.

It was Yeon Jikha.

"Hey, old man, who are you calling a bandit? I'll show you what a real bandit looks like."

Though he sounded indignant, Yeon Jikha was secretly amused.

In fact, the old man wasn't wrong.

The Green Forest people were bandits, so they were real bandits, not just bandits without swords.

Li Huashui stepped back, startled.

Then Jin Jiaxi took a step forward.

"Kid, are there any adults who fled from the Waryong Hall inside? Tell them all to come out."

"No one's there?"

"No one?"

Frowning, Jin Jiaxi turned her head toward Li Huashui.

Li Huashui shook his head vigorously.

"They are lying."

Meanwhile, Yeon Jikha came out and slowly put on his shoes, looking as relaxed as if he were going to the outhouse.

Jin Jiaxi was even more confused by the boy's actions.

Li Huashui's words and the boy's behavior were too different.

Finally, unable to stand it, Li Huashui asked the boy,

"You're not from the Waryong Hall?"

"No, we're not."

"Then what about Feng and Zhuo being from the Waryong Hall? Are you lying about that?"

Yeon Jikha looked at Li Huashui and said,

"We are from the Waryong Hall, but we are not Waryong Hall people, and we never fled from there. Do you understand?"

Li Huashui blinked, confused.

Then Jin Jiaxi laughed and said,

"Hehe. I get it. It's a long story, but you are from the Waryong Hall, right?"

"Is that so? Do you have any business with us?"

"I am an elder of the Moonlit Hall. So, anyone related to the Waryong Hall should..."

"Ah! You're from the Moonlit Hall? The famous hall built in the Waryong Hall? Is that right?"

Yeon Jikha's eyes sparkled as if he had found something interesting.

"Yes, so you are all in my hands..."

"Are you one of the Ten Demon Riders?"

For a moment, Jin Jiaxi's face twisted.

She was already annoyed by the boy's constant interruptions, and now he was calling her "aunt"?

While this was happening, two men came out of the hall.

Feng Yanchao and Zhuo Gaoming.

They put on their shoes and sat back on the floor as if they were spectators.

Seeing this, Jin Jiaxi's eyes turned cold.

"Hehehe. Yes, I am one of the Ten Demon Riders. Since you've caught my eye today, not one of you will..."

"Aunt, do you know what happens when a Ten Demon Rider dies?"

Caught off guard by the unexpected question, Jin Jiaxi asked,

"What happens?"

"I don't know why, but they suddenly turn to ashes and disappear. Do you know why?"

Yeon Jikha took a step closer to Jin Jiaxi.

Whoosh.

A strong wind swirled around Yeon Jikha.

Jin Jiaxi couldn't help but be startled by the boy's strange presence.

'What is this kid?'

Was he fifteen now?

His small stature and youthful face didn't match his fearless demeanor.

If it weren't for the overwhelming aura surrounding his small body, she might have thought he was crazy.

Jin Jiaxi reached for her sword and asked,

"Who are you?"

For a moment, she imagined the boy might be a master who had achieved the legendary feat of reversing his age. If such things as the Ten Demon Riders existed, why not age reversal?

"My name is Yeon Jikha. I am the son of the True Moon Swordsman, whom you dug up from a grave and threw into a latrine."

Jin Jiaxi immediately drew her sword.

Clang.

If he was the son of the True Moon Swordsman, he would consider the Famous Sect his mortal enemy.

Now, there was no need for words.

Jin Jiaxi lunged at Yeon Jikha.

Swoosh. Swoosh. Swoosh.

Her sword moved with dazzling speed, and blue sword qi shot out in all directions.

The power she gained from her supernatural abilities had raised her sword skills to a new level.

Yeon Jikha deflected the sword qi with his own sword, swinging it left and right.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

The sword qi exploded with a loud noise.

Finally, Jin Jiaxi's and Yeon Jikha's swords clashed head-on.

Clang-clang-clang-clang-clang.

Jin Jiaxi attacked relentlessly, giving him no time to breathe.

The combination of the Evil Sword Society's Soul Chasing Techniques and her supernatural abilities was devastating.

Yeon Jikha barely managed to parry the attacks.

After about half an hour (about 7 minutes),

Jin Jiaxi's expression grew increasingly stern as she continued to press the attack.

She had used the nine techniques of the Soul Chasing Techniques twice but failed to even touch his clothes.

At first, it seemed she had the upper hand.

Yeon Jikha was too busy defending to counterattack.

However, as time passed, something seemed off.

For someone his age to be able to withstand the Soul Chasing Techniques, he must have been an exceptionally skilled swordsman. It didn't make sense that he had no opportunity to counterattack.

'Could it be?'

Jin Jiaxi looked at Yeon Jikha's face.

He seemed more focused on something than preparing for a fatal blow.

"What a lunatic!"

Jin Jiaxi couldn't help but curse.

The young boy seemed to be practicing his sword skills, daring to do so against Suxiu Ma Jian Jin Jiaxi.

Furious, Jin Jiaxi leaped back.

She poured all her power into her sword, preparing to use the incomplete Sword and Spirit Union.

No matter how outrageous the boy was, he wouldn't dare to act recklessly against the Sword and Spirit Union.

Whirr.

The sword glowed blue and hummed.

Then, it seemed her body merged with the sword, and everything around her disappeared.

Jin Jiaxi's consciousness reached Yeon Jikha, who stood at the tip of the sword.

In that instant,

"Die!"

The blue sword and Jin Jiaxi flew toward Yeon Jikha.

Instead of countering the Sword and Spirit Union, Yeon Jikha immediately leaped into the air.

Jin Jiaxi, having passed him, kicked a pillar and soared into the sky.

In mid-air, Yeon Jikha's body turned gracefully.

In a head-down position, he unleashed the Five Techniques of the Nine Heavens and Earth, the Kunlun Heaven and Earth.

Rumble.

The sky collapsed, and the earth flipped.

Caught in the unprecedented sword power, Jin Jiaxi's blue sword exploded.

At the same time, Yeon Jikha's sword pierced Jin Jiaxi's chest.

The two, with Yeon Jikha's sword through Jin Jiaxi, fell together.

Just before hitting the ground, Yeon Jikha released his sword, somersaulted, and landed to the side.

Thud.

Jin Jiaxi landed with the sword still in her chest.

Yeon Jikha, who landed softly beside her, looked at her with a troubled expression.

In a way, this was his first kill.

The monster that had died and come back to life at the hands of Xin Tong was hardly human.

Especially since the target was a woman.

He often said he disliked old people, children, and women, but disliking and killing were different things.

A sigh escaped Yeon Jikha's lips.

He didn't feel the sensation of cutting through flesh that others often described.

When he destroyed the Sword and Spirit Union, he saw the sword embedded in the woman's chest.

Still, the fact that he had committed murder didn't change.

But if the same situation arose again, he would kill again.

Yeon Jikha approached Jin Jiaxi to retrieve his sword, standing there for a moment.

Seeing the lifeless woman's face, his heart grew heavy again.

But this feeling didn't last long.

Crack. Crack.

Black cracks appeared on the woman's body, and her limbs twisted.

Yeon Jikha frowned, remembering the Great Strength Demon that Xin Tong had killed during the Qingyun Hall and Nanyang Merchant House conflict, which had transformed into a monster.

The cracks widened, revealing black skin.

On closer inspection, it looked more like boiling lava than skin.

'Just like the Great Strength Demon!'

Yeon Jikha quickly stepped back and extended his hand.

Whoosh.

The sword embedded in Jin Jiaxi's chest was sucked into Yeon Jikha's palm.

Then, the dead Jin Jiaxi, now twice her original size, slowly stood up.

"Grrrr."

A sound like phlegm gurgling came from Jin Jiaxi's mouth.

Her sword-like eyes, which had been scanning the surroundings, fixed on Yeon Jikha.

"Grrr. Grr."

Her mouth twitched, and she seemed to be trying to speak, though it was hard to believe.

In the next moment, Jin Jiaxi's body vanished with a 'puff.'