I Fabricated the Techniques, but My Disciple Really Mastered Them?

“Lord, you called for me?”

Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter gave a nod.

“Congratulations, Lord, for slaying Xu Yan and establishing a great merit in restoring the glory of the Domain!”

The person who came congratulated with ecstatic joy.

A twitch formed at the corner of the mouth beneath the mask of Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter. His palm throbbed with pain anew, his shoulder hurt even more, and it seemed as if the mere mention of the name Xu Yan stirred the trickle of Sword Dao power inside his body into restlessness.

“Xu Yan is not dead!”

“What?”

The newcomer’s face showed shock. Even Lord Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter couldn’t kill Xu Yan personally?

On second thought, the person realized, “Lord, did you capture Xu Yan alive? Are you planning to frame another power?”

Lord Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter had not killed Xu Yan but intended to pin his death on another power?

“I did not capture Xu Yan.”

“What?”

The person was stunned.

“Lord, has Xu Yan’s strength become so formidable? Not even your personal intervention was enough to deal with him?”

Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter’s gaze was coldly fixed on the other, and he snorted, “What nonsense are you spouting? If I were to take action, Xu Yan would easily be captured!”

“Then why?”

The other person was at a loss.

“After careful consideration, I feel that capturing and killing Xu Yan is overly simplistic and not conducive to stirring up the winds and clouds in the Divine Realm. So, I pondered and suddenly had a better method than personally attacking and killing Xu Yan.”

Upon hearing this, the man breathed a sigh of relief. So that was the case. He had been startled, thinking that not even Lord Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter could handle Xu Yan.

“Lord, what brilliant plan do you have?”

The person muttered inwardly, how could Lord Heavenly Slaughter, who always dealt with killing, be adept at strategizing and deploying? Had he suddenly become wise?

And could his planning be trusted?

Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter’s gaze was profound, as if his calculations were deep and everything was under his control.

“Kill Yan Ping and blame Meng Chong. Right now, Wanbao Alliance harbors a hatred as deep as the sea for Meng Chong. The conflict with Wanbao Alliance is irreconcilable. No matter where Meng Chong goes, he will inevitably be hunted down by Wanbao Alliance.

“Just wait for the right moment to kill Meng Chong. Then Wanbao Alliance can’t escape the connection and will have to face the retaliation of the powers behind Meng Chong.

“I have thought it over and over. If Xu Yan were the same, it would be even more valuable than if I personally took his life!”

The person finally understood, but hesitated, “Lord, if Wanbao Alliance targets Meng Chong and then targets Xu Yan, isn’t that a bit…”

“Idiotic!”

Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter glared at him with a look of immense frustration, “How can you be so stupid? Does the Divine Realm have only Wanbao Alliance as a major power? ŕА𐌽ỖＢÊᶊ

“Is it only Wanbao Alliance that spans over thirty realms?”

The person’s mouth twitched, cursing inwardly for being looked down upon by someone who knew nothing but fighting!

“What do you mean, Lord?”

Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter had the look of someone who held all the winning moves, “Battle Hall! Make Xu Yan an enemy of Battle Hall. Battle Hall’s prodigy Hong Ting is in Changyun Realm and has entered Duowu Cave to wage battle. Find a suitable opportunity to kill him and frame Xu Yan!”

“Lord is brilliant!”

The person suddenly realized and wondered how he could have forgotten about Battle Hall.

Yet, he worriedly said, “Lord, Hong Ting is a Battle Hall prodigy, mighty in strength and incomparable to Yan Ping. To kill him would require the intervention of Immortal Heavenly Venerable; otherwise, not even a True King Heavenly Venerable could do it. And if many launch an attack together, it might be easily exposed and no longer possible to frame Xu Yan.

“But if Immortal Heavenly Venerable does it, it could easily be traced back as death by Immortal Heavenly Venerable’s hand, making it equally impossible to frame Xu Yan.”

Upon hearing this, Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter paused, realizing he had forgotten this point.

“Hong Ting’s venture into Duowu Cave is the opportunity. If he is struck by the light from Fall Witch’s Evil Eye, his strength would be greatly diminished, unable to be wielded. Isn’t that the chance?”

“Lord is wise, I will begin the deployment immediately!”

The person understood and left excitedly to start the arrangements.

Eight-leaf Heavenly Slaughter exhaled. The fact that he had been disgraced and fled from Xu Yan must absolutely not leak out; it would damage his own majesty!

“Now, it’s time to retreat and find a way to rid myself of this trace of Sword Dao power.”

So he thought.

…

In Duowu Cave, a young man wielding twin axes, his body enveloped in the aura of the Thunderbolt Spirit Body, bore a fighting spirit resolute as a war general seasoned on the battlefield.

Pff!

The axes crackling with lightning instantly split a figure with needle-like red hair, copper bell-like eyes, and a face covered in red scales.

Duowu!

The invader of this Heavenly Grotto who fell by his hand was a Duowu, but not the immensely powerful one—rather a weaker Duowu.

According to limited information, these weaker Duowu were descendants of that incomparably strong Duowu.

Hum!

Suddenly, light burst forth from one Duowu, eyes emerging on forehead and abdomen, each casting a sinister glow.

Fall Witch’s Evil Eye!

Once illuminated by it, one would become lethargic, weak all over, and lose the will to fight.

“Hmph! Let’s see if your Fall Witch’s Evil Eye can sway my will to battle!”

The young man holding the twin axes, snorted coldly, as the lightning-like aura on his body became more dazzling in that moment.

Axes crossed in front of him, his fighting spirit high, in his roar echoed the clashing sounds of a thousand troops in battle.

Battle Intent!

This was Martial Arts of the Battle Hall, condensing the intent of a hundred battles, growing more robust in the fray, rising resolutely in adversity. The stronger the foe, the fiercer the fighting spirit, fearlessly braving death!

This young man was Hong Ting, one of Battle Hall’s prodigies, possessed of the Thunderbolt Spirit Body and had further condensed the Battle Intent.

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