Unrestricted Dao Lord

But the surrounding streets were too quiet.

Not a soul was in sight.

SWISH.

Suddenly, a glint of black light tore through the air, heading straight for Zhang Su.

A Hidden Weapon!

Under the cover of night, it was completely soundless.

If it were any other Martial Artist below the Huajin realm, the chances of being hit would have been high.

But Zhang Su was different.

His perception was incredibly sharp, infinitely close to a Grandmaster’s Martial Sense.

He could detect any movement in his surroundings the instant it happened.

Therefore, the moment the Hidden Weapon tore through the air, Zhang Su sensed it.

Following the trajectory of the Hidden Weapon, Zhang Su faintly spotted a dark figure squatting in a corner. The person was like a pool of shadow, seemingly not even breathing.

’Another ambusher?’

The thought flashed through Zhang Su’s mind.

This dark figure had clearly been squatting in this corner for some time, lying in wait for an unsuspecting victim.

It seemed like a clumsy method.

But anyone who passed by was likely to fall into the trap.

After all, as long as the person remained motionless, even Zhang Su wouldn’t have been able to detect them.

However, this person was unlucky enough to have run into Zhang Su.

SHING.

Zhang Su instantly drew his sword.

A flash of sword light precisely struck the Hidden Weapon.

TING...

The Hidden Weapon was struck down. Without the slightest pause, Zhang Su pushed off his feet and shot toward the dark figure.

From the force behind the Hidden Weapon, Zhang Su could tell this was definitely not a Huajin Martial Artist.

Probably an Inner Force Martial Artist.

Seeing that Zhang Su could even deflect his Hidden Weapon, the dark figure turned to flee without the slightest hesitation.

Unfortunately, Zhang Su’s Body Technique was too fast.

In just two or three bounds, he was right behind him.

SWOOSH.

The figure drew his sword and immediately swept it horizontally.

The Swordsmanship seemed to carry a hint of icy coldness.

CLANG.

As their swords clashed, it felt as if Zhang Su’s blade was about to crystallize into ice.

’Cold Ice Force?’

Zhang Su instantly understood.

Within the Five Elements Sect was Ghost Water Peak. Its disciples cultivated the Cold Ice Force, an Inner Force of the Extreme Yin.

The three streams of Inner Strength in Zhang Su’s body erupted instantly.

Three Forces Unite!

His Little Three Yang Power—Extreme Yang and incomparably fierce—erupted in an instant.

The sword in his hand seemed to hum with the sound of wind and thunder.

Fast!

Unbelievably fast!

The advantages of his Fast Sword technique were even more pronounced in the dark of night.

The dark figure had apparently not expected Zhang Su’s sword to be so fast.

A single strike put the dark figure on the defensive.

Then two, then three...

With a light flick of his Cold Frost Sword, Zhang Su opened a deep gash across the man’s throat.

"You..."

The dark figure opened his mouth wide, trying to take a breath.

But with his throat slit open, he couldn’t draw a breath.

In the end, he could only clutch his throat and fall to the ground.

’This Inner Force Martial Artist was quite strong.’

Zhang Su assessed silently.

Martial Artists from the Five Elements Sect were indeed much stronger than those wandering Jianghu Martial Artists.

Zhang Su stepped forward and searched the body.

Soon, he found an Identity Token.

He brought it closer to read.

"Ghost Water Peak, Yin Jiuquan."

Zhang Su was not familiar with the disciples of the Five Elements Sect.

He only remembered the ten names on the Guiyuan Sect’s bounty list for Inner Force Martial Artists.

After all, each of those ten was worth three hundred merit points.

This Yin Jiuquan’s name was certainly unique. And he wasn’t simple, either—to have the patience to lie in wait for who knows how long.

It was just a shame Yin Jiuquan had the bad luck to run into Zhang Su.

The hunter had become the hunted.

Zhang Su looked around.

Who knew how many other Martial Artists were lurking in the darkness.

Everyone wanted to be a hunter.

No wonder it was so quiet all around.

So they were all lying in wait, not making a single sound.

With his keen perception, Zhang Su wasn’t afraid of ambushes.

And in this environment, his keen perception, infinitely close to true Martial Sense, was proving to be exceptionally important.

But Zhang Su knew all too well: play with fire, and you’ll get burned.

The longer he stayed here, the greater the danger.

If he ran into one, or even several, Huajin Martial Artists, he would be in serious trouble.

’An Inner Force Martial Artist is worth thirty merit points. If I kill thirty-three of them, I can gather one thousand merit points and redeem a spot in the Fire Melting Cave!’

Zhang Su was not greedy.

’You can’t get fat from a single bite.’ He set a small goal for himself. ’Kill one Inner Force Martial Artist per day!’

’In about a month, I can earn over a thousand merit points.’

’In fact, I might not even need a full month.’

’After all, I already earned two hundred merit points from the Celestial Eagle Tower mission.’

’I just need to earn another eight hundred to reach a total of one thousand, then I can redeem a spot in the Fire Melting Cave.’

Zhang Su tucked Yin Jiuquan’s Identity Token into his robes and left immediately.

Zhang Su encountered no further danger on his way back.

He quickly returned to the Guiyuan Sect’s station.

Zhang Su calculated the time.

Leaving the Guiyuan Sect station, killing an Inner Force Martial Artist, and returning had taken him a mere quarter of an hour in total.

’Thirty merit points in a quarter of an hour. Worth it!’

Zhang Su was very satisfied.

He didn’t bother concerning himself with the other disciples and went straight back to his room to rest.

He could claim his merit points tomorrow.

The night passed without incident.

Zhang Su slept well that night.

When he woke up, he ate breakfast and headed straight for the Martial Arts Arena.

The Martial Arts Arena was already bustling with activity.

Yesterday had been the first day of the bloody contest.

Many disciples were very excited.

They had gathered early at the Martial Arts Arena, buzzing with discussion.

"Did you hear? Senior Brother Zhou Peng actually got injured yesterday. But Senior Brother Xie Guanchao, on the other hand, moves like the wind. No one can touch him. He got away completely unscathed and even killed two more Inner Force Martial Artists."

"A good Body Technique really is something else. You can attack or retreat at will. I heard that last night, Sikong Shuang from the Five Elements Sect chased Senior Brother Xie Guanchao all over the place, but he still got away without a scratch."

"Besides our senior brothers at the Huajin realm, the most dazzling person yesterday had to be Bai Jinghong of Cyan Wood Peak, right? He might be a bit arrogant and conceited, but his strength is the real deal. He killed three Inner Force Martial Artists and five Outer Force Martial Artists in a row, earning one hundred and forty merit points in a single day."

"Bai Jinghong can afford to be so reckless because he has a Guardian protecting him in secret. He knows he can’t die..."

Many disciples kept glancing over at Bai Jinghong.

Zhang Su also saw Bai Jinghong.

He stood ramrod straight, unperturbed by the surrounding disciples’ chatter, the picture of composure.

However, Zhang Su saw that Bai Jinghong’s hand was injured.

It was only a minor injury, but killing three Inner Force Martial Artists and five Outer Force Martial Artists from the Five Elements Sect had not come without a price.

Besides, just as the other disciples were saying, Bai Jinghong had a Guardian following him.

Without that Guardian...

Zhang Su shook his head.

Whether Bai Jinghong had a Guardian or not was none of his business.

He just needed to stick to his own plan.

So, Zhang Su walked straight toward the few Inner Sect Stewards at the Martial Arts Arena.

These Inner Sect Stewards were all Danjin Martial Artists.

They were not permitted to participate in the fighting.

But they were the ones to see if anyone needed to claim merit points or redeem them for resources.

"Steward, disciple Zhang Su, here to claim merit points."

Zhang Su’s words were not loud.

Yet the Martial Arts Arena immediately fell silent.

All eyes turned to Zhang Su.

Just yesterday at noon, when the fighting began, Zhong Lixuan of the Five Elements Sect had charged right at Zhang Su, hoping to defeat him and make a name for himself.

After all, Zhang Su was ranked first on the Five Elements Sect’s bounty list for Inner Force Martial Artists!

He had even killed Wei Yunzhou, a Half-Step Huajin, in the Guiyuan Sect’s tournament ring.

His strength was great enough to be compared to Jiang Taizhen of the Five Elements Sect.

Naturally, they were all curious about what Zhang Su’s haul from yesterday had been.

Could it be even more than Bai Jinghong’s?

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