Chapter 253 - 253

253: 253 253: 253 Just as he was pondering, Su Zehao burst into laughter again, “Indeed, it’s for you, but to be precise, it’s for that Top-Grade Talisman Instrument, the Ice Soul Sword on you.”

Ice Soul Sword!

Ye Haochuan suddenly jolted, damn it, after all this time, this turned out to be his true purpose.

However, he found it strange, how did this man figure out that he had the Ice Soul Sword?

Uncertain for the moment, Ye Haochuan feigned ignorance, “What Ice Soul Sword?

I’ve never even heard of it.”

Su Zehao scoffed and said, “Stop playing dumb, the entire Haishan is now abuzz with rumors that the Ice Soul Sword has fallen into your hands.

I advise you, you’d better hand over the Ice Soul Sword sooner rather than later, otherwise, I’ll have no choice but to kill you and search your body thoroughly afterward.”

“Kill me?

You’ve got quite the nerve!” Ye Haochuan sneered.

Su Zehao burst into wild laughter and said, “From our footrace just now, I’ve already discerned the extent of your capabilities.

You’re nothing more than a mid-stage Postnatal cultivator, while I am at the peak of Postnatal.

Without the support of the Ice Soul Sword, you are no match for me.”

Damn, Postnatal Peak?

I’m a full two levels lower than him.

Ye Haochuan frowned deeply, but deep down he was puzzled.

Su Zehao was on the verge of stepping into the Innate Realm; would he really stir up trouble over a mere talisman instrument?

In the future, any random magic artifact would be capable of instantly destroying a talisman instrument like the Ice Soul Sword!

“Ye Haochuan, I urge you to just hand over the Ice Soul Sword obediently, and I can spare you your life,” Su Zehao arrogantly declared.

Ye Haochuan feigned a dumbfounded chuckle, “I’ve never even heard of the Ice Soul Sword.

How can I hand it over to you?”

Su Zehao’s face darkened, he said, “Ye Haochuan, I have offered courtesy before resorting to force, and have been quite polite to you.

Don’t force me to be ruthless.

Your Ancient Martial Arts Sect may be formidable, but our Institute of Extensive Learning’s martial skills are equally non-trivial.”

Institute of Extensive Learning?

Ye Haochuan raised an eyebrow, damn it, this guy turned out to be a disciple from the Institute of Extensive Learning!

Through the materials provided within the Ancient Martial Arts Sect, Ye Haochuan was also informed about them.

This sect’s disciples, each endowed with scholarly talents, immersed themselves in the arts of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Once they cultivated Literary Qi, similar to True Qi, they earned the qualification of an apprentice.

Once they cultivated their Literary Gall, they could step into the Postnatal Realm, becoming a cut above the rest.

In the Martial Arts Path Realm, the Institute of Extensive Learning indeed stood out.

Although this sect’s influence wasn’t as longstanding as that of the Ancient Martial Arts Sect, its power, fostered over time, was not to be underestimated.

“I’ll say it one more time, I really don’t have any Ice Soul Sword,” Ye Haochuan insisted, adding, “I find it odd, you’re already at the peak of Postnatal and with a bit more effort, you could break through to enter the Innate Realm.

Once you have a magic artifact, would you still care about the Ice Soul Sword?

Su Zehao, you’re too concerned over trifles.

You really need to reread your sect’s Sage’s Book.”

The last sentence, suggesting he needed to reread the Sage’s Book, carried an indescribable sarcasm when it reached Su Zehao’s ears.

How could his self-esteem withstand it?

“Ye Haochuan, since you won’t drink a toast and insist on suffering a forfeit instead, don’t blame me for being ruthless!”

Su Zehao snorted coldly.

The Literary Qi around him surged, and the next moment his eyes shone brightly, and with a wave of his hand, a folding fan appeared in his grasp.

Ye Haochuan, having no experience fighting against disciples of the Institute of Extensive Learning, was caught off-guard as a white light formed by condensed Literary Qi, shaped like a folding fan, suddenly flew out.

It traced a perfect straight line through the air, accompanied by a piercing sound as it fiercely slashed towards him.

Damn!

Ye Haochuan’s expression changed.

Although the white light seemed small, its piercing sound suggested that its power was not to be underestimated.

Moreover, Su Zehao was already at the peak of Postnatal strength; how could he afford not to be cautious?

Without hesitation, Ye Haochuan immediately used the Dragon Flight and Tiger Step to dodge swiftly to the left and right.

“Let’s see how long you can dodge,” Su Zehao kept swinging the folding fan.

In an instant, more than a dozen swirling Literary Qi consolidated into fan-shaped beams of white light, washing over Ye Haochuan like a tide, each wave surpassing the previous.

Hiss…

hiss…

hiss!

Three successive beams tore through his clothes and cut into his skin, causing blood to flow like a fountain and inflicting excruciating pain.

Several other beams struck directly at his chest, but thanks to the protection of the Superior Magic Artifact Golden Silk Soft Armor, his chest remained unscathed.

“Eh!”

Su Zehao was greatly surprised; with his current Cultivation, his robust Literary Qi should have easily penetrated the defenses of a Mid-Stage Postnatal Cultivator.

He had not expected Ye Haochuan to withstand it so resolutely.

There must be some secret to Ye Haochuan.

With that thought, Su Zehao’s curiosity was piqued, and he shouted loudly, “Ye Haochuan, what treasure are you wearing on your body?

Spill the beans!”

Ye Haochuan inwardly cursed his luck; he had intended to conceal the Top-Grade Talisman Instrument, the Ice Soul Sword, but now he had entangled himself in an even greater trouble.

Compared to the Top-Grade Talisman Instrument Ice Soul Sword, the Superior Magic Artifact Golden Silk Soft Armor was an even more useful treasure.

Of course, Ye Haochuan would not reveal the secret of the Golden Silk Soft Armor.

Knowing he was no match for his opponent, he no longer wished to continue fighting and started to run for his life.

Unfortunately, although his Dragon Flight and Tiger Step technique was fast, Su Zehao’s movements were faster, and the numerous beams of white light directly blocked his path of escape.

Dammit!

Grinding his teeth, Ye Haochuan had no choice but to stop dodging.

Steeling himself for a reckoning, he braced for several beams to slice through his body and directly unleashed the King Yama Sword Formation.

Ten Superior Talisman Swords vibrated with a buzzing sound, enveloping Su Zehao and fiercely grinding down upon him.

Once again, Su Zehao was taken aback, “You can actually use the ultimate skill of Hellfire?”

However, his face quickly became solemn, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent.

With a flick of his hand, the fan unfolded, and he furiously fanned towards the descending Talisman Swords.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

The powerful Literary Qi emitted from the fan, and the ten Talisman Swords, enveloped by it, were swept up by the strong gusts, falling uncontrollably like kites with their strings cut.

“Damn it!”

Seeing this situation, Ye Haochuan’s head grew heavy; it seemed that without using the Ice Soul Sword for a counterattack, there was no chance of victory!

With that thought, Ye Haochuan steeled his heart and took out the Ice Soul Sword from his storage ring, preparing to launch an attack when Su Zehao suddenly shouted, “Stop!”

Ye Haochuan paused, questioning himself, what trick is this Su Zehao trying to pull?

Looking indifferently at the Ice Soul Sword in his hand, Su Zehao’s lips curled into a mocking arc, “Ye Haochuan, so the Ice Soul Sword is indeed in your possession; now what do you have to say for yourself?”

“I came across the Ice Soul Sword by chance.

Now everyone is coveting this Top-Grade Talisman Sword, why should I have to tell you?” Ye Haochuan said coldly, “Originally, I had no intention of killing you, but now that you’ve discovered the secret of the Ice Soul Sword in my hand, hmm…”

“Hahaha!”

Su Zehao burst into laughter as if he had just heard a hilarious joke, shaking his head, “Ye Haochuan, I admit, with the Ice Soul Sword in your hand, killing you is indeed no longer easy for me.

However, with your Cultivation, trying to kill me is likely…”

After pausing, the corner of Su Zehao’s mouth twisted into a smirk, “Can’t beat me, can’t even run away, can you?”

Ye Haochuan faltered because what the other party said was indeed true.

For the first time, he felt a sense of helplessness in his heart; with such low Cultivation, one is truly at the mercy of others.

It was then that Su Zehao suddenly made a very tempting suggestion.