I Can Deduce Arts by Slaying Demons

"Or perhaps... is it the Immortal Envoy descending from the heavenly realm?"

Lu Xuan's surrounding blue spiritual power continued to rampage wildly.

Yet he seemed detached from the situation.

Lu Xuan's gaze penetrated the layers of deep blue sky, fixed intently toward the higher heavens.

While cultivators in the Cultivation Realm were still terror-stricken by the celestial phenomenon.

Lu Xuan's eyes narrowed as he gazed toward the heavens.

A fine purple-golden thread of lightning, exuding supreme pressure like the gaze of an ancient deity, flickered briefly through the void.

In a split second, the entire sky was forcibly torn open by two great hands.

In the booming sound, the glaring, radiant sea of purple-golden lightning descended with a roar.

Thousands of bolts of lightning intertwined into a boundless ocean, enveloping Lu Xuan.

Each lightning bolt carried a mysterious aura, shattering space inch by inch.

Then, amidst the blinding lightning, the fragmented space was reconstructed.

Lu Xuan's lips curved into a confident smile as his spiritual power surged dramatically, actively welcoming the sea of lightning.

This overwhelming purple-golden lightning was precisely what he had longed for day and night.

Containing the essence of everything in the heavens and earth, embodying the will of the world governing its operations.

The world's will, taking the form of lightning, swept in with the power of the entire world as if to crush those daring to challenge its rules into dust.

Little did they know, this was exactly the ultimate existence Lu Xuan had desired to touch upon since entering this world.

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Celestial Martial Realm!

Host: Lu Xuan

Realm: Second Generation Red Dust Immortal

Cultivation Technique: Heaven-Burning Saber Skill 15/9 (Can be further developed), Span of a Breath 15/9 (Can be further developed), Undying and Imperishable 15/9 (Can be further developed).

Points: 306 million

Please confirm whether to expend 55 million points to further develop Heaven-Burning Saber Skill.

Please confirm whether to expend 55 million points to further develop Span of a Breath.

Please confirm whether to expend 55 million points to further develop Undying and Imperishable!

"Develop!"

Lu Xuan, with practiced ease and without hesitation, directly developed all three cultivation techniques!

A hundred years passed in the blink of an eye!

Host: Lu Xuan

Realm: Second Generation Red Dust Immortal (Perfected)

Cultivation Technique: Heaven-Burning Saber Skill 17/9, Span of a Breath 16/9, Undying and Imperishable 16/9.

Points: 61 million

Span of a Breath and Undying and Imperishable each developed once.

Heaven-Burning Saber Skill developed twice, the first time using 55 million system points, the second time using 8 thousand system points.

"Still have 61 million system points left?"

Without hesitation, Lu Xuan reinforced the surrounding Heaven and Earth Restrictions again.

He closed his eyes once more.

A streak of black light tore through the void, heading straight for the crack in space.

The third Red Dust World!

Outside the Eastern Palace, nine python robes glinted coldly under the fierce sun.

"Miserable servant, this Prince is asking you a question!"

"My dear brother, has the Crown Prince really died?"

"What did the Imperial Physician say!"

One of the princes kicked the young eunuch kneeling at the forefront, the gold-threaded boot smeared with blood.

The young eunuch's forehead pressed against the ground paved with gold and jade, cold sweat dripping from the tip of his nose.

"In... in response to the Fourth Prince's words..." Shunzi's voice trembled, "The Crown Prince is still comatose, the Imperial Physician said..."

"What did the Imperial Physician say?"

Another prince suddenly squatted down, the jade pendant on his belt dazzling the young eunuch.

He played with the rhino horn ring on his finger, interrupting sinisterly: "Could it be... my dear brother, the Crown Prince is on the verge?"

He deliberately dragged out the last word.

"Third Prince, His Highness will be enlightened!" The young eunuch trembled violently, his forehead knocking heavily against the golden brick floor.

"The Imperial Physician said the pulse is strange, perhaps... perhaps it's caused by a supernatural disturbance..."

"Nonsense!" The Third Prince stood up abruptly.

"You miserable servant dare spread misleading rumors!"

"The Crown Prince is the rightful heir of the Wenjing Dynasty, protected by the Ziwei Star, what supernatural disturbance could harm him!"

From behind, another prince's eyes suddenly gleamed with cold light, he grabbed the guard's waist knife without a word.

The golden sheath clanged as it hit the ground, the bright blade reflected his fierce face: "I'll kill you, you miserable servant spreading misleading rumors."

The vermilion main door of the Eastern palace let out a creak as it opened a crack.

The stagnant air suddenly surged, enveloping with a heavy scent of medicine and blood, startling the birds perched under the eaves into a flurry of wings.

Everyone was frozen in place.

The prince gripping the saber tightened his fingertips suddenly, while the other eight princes' hands on their jade belt buckles turned pale.

Even the trembling eunuchs forgot to kowtow, their throaty whimpers abruptly cut off.

Countless gazes shot towards the crack like sharp swords.

"Crown Prince?"

The third prince staggered half a step, and the jade pendant at his waist struck the stone steps with a crisp sound.

This exclamation was like a thunderclap, jolting everyone back to their senses.

The crack slowly widened, and a black cloud-patterned boot first stepped out into the sunlight.

A man dressed in a purple robe adorned with a five-clawed dragon stood with his hands behind his back, the dragon pattern sewn in gold thread was striking.

Nine giant dragons coiled around the hem, their eyes set with Eastern pearls reflecting a chilling coldness.

The five-clawed golden dragon-patterned jade belt at his waist swayed lightly in the draft, the dragon scale pattern carved from white jade clearly visible.

He looked to be around thirty, his jet-black brows slanting sharply to his temples, a straight nose, and thin lips pressed into a sharp arc.

His pale complexion did not detract from his dignity, instead accentuating the depth of his eyes.

His innate nobility and the authority of a superior were all gathered in his gaze.

Standing there at the vermilion threshold, he appeared like a deity stepping through the clouds from the nine heavens above.

The aura surrounding him seemed as if it could encompass this entire world within his grasp.

Host: Red Dust Immortal Lu Xuan (Third Life)

Realm: First-class Martial Artist (Perfection)

Cultivation Technique: Nine Dragon Body Protection Scripture 2/9 (Can Evolve)

Points: 10

Please confirm if the host wishes to expend 8 system points to evolve the Nine Dragon Body Protection Scripture.

Is this not the Cultivation Realm?

Lu Xuan felt a bit disappointed, as this time, it was not the Cultivation Realm.

However, although this world is a low martial world, there are those ghostly things present.

"So it turns out the elder brother is unharmed, my worried heart can finally rest at ease."

"I just remembered there's some important business I need to handle, so I will take my leave first."

The third prince's deliberately raised tone was wrapped in insincerity, and as the hem of his python robe swept across the gold bricks, it raised a fine dust.

When he bowed, the Eastern pearl on his jade crown swayed gently, his gesture of salute not fully extended before he staggered and turned away.

The gold-stitched boots scraped the floor with a harsh sound, as he fled into the shadow of the corridor like being chased by a ghost.

The third prince's fleeing posture ignited like a fire to a powder keg.

Another prince tapped his palm lightly with a folded fan, smiling without reaching his eyes as he cupped his hands: "Elder brother, I have some trivial matters at home to attend to, so I shall not disturb you further today."

Before the words had finished, the other princes leapt up like startled birds, offering their bowing retreats amidst the swirling wide sleeves.

"Take care, royal brother, I will come to pay respects another day."

The courteous phrases rose and fell, mingling with the jingling sound of jade belts in the draft, shattered into pieces.

In the blink of an eye, the eight princes vanished without a trace.

Only the ninth prince remained unmoving, his hands beneath the black python robe clenched into iron fists.

He stared at Lu Xuan's pale yet composed face, with turbulent waves roiling in his eyes.

That thing from the Western city.

I clearly had that woman place it on our dear elder brother.

Moreover, early this morning, when the spies reported back.

That woman's corpse had already rotted to ash—dead cleanly and neatly.

It was obvious that ghostly thing had come knocking.

In the Western city, there is an extremely sinister place, where resentment has solidified into substance.

Even the Dragon's Saliva Fragrance bestowed by father, said to ward off a hundred evils, could only barely suppress it for the duration of half an incense stick.

Yet this Crown Prince, who should have been completely eroded by the yin energy, was standing intact before the palace gates.

My dear elder brother!

What on earth do you have on you, protecting you?

"Elder brother, ninth brother takes his leave."

He forced himself to cup his hands in respect and turned decisively to walk away.

Lu Xuan watched as his "ninth brother" fled hastily, until his figure disappeared around the corner of the palace wall.

At this moment, Lu Xuan's fingers within his sleeve suddenly touched something soft.

He lowered his gaze to find a pink silk handkerchief slowly unfurling in his palm!

And the 10 system points on the panel were precisely from this pink silk handkerchief.

Interesting, are these the eerie ghostly things?

These "old friends," Lu Xuan truly hadn't seen in a long time.

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