Nine Yang Sword Saint

Chapter 273: In Order to Obtain the Mystic Flame, Gamble!

Yang Dingtian took out his youngling sword and used it to slash at the Night Owl Strange Blade.

The Night Owl Strange Blade was almost indestructible, and there might not be any weapon that could damage it, except for Yang Dingtian’s youngling sword, which might be the only peerless-grade youngling sword in this world.

There was a loud bang as the two demon cores were instantly removed by the youngling sword and were rolling on the ground.

“Aooo...” Instantly, the Night Owl Strange Blade let out a strange calling that was like a monster and also like a malicious spirit.

Within the space, there was a burst of energy.

It was due to the separation of the demon cores from the sword. The brutal sword soul had been completely destroyed.

Originally, Yang Dingtian intended to forge a true soul sword before using the brutal sword soul to feed his sword soul. But now, Yang Dingtian couldn’t and had to destroy this sword soul.

Afterward, Yang Dingtian stored the Night Owl Strange Blade into the spatial ring.

But there was some trouble now. Yang Dingtian could separate the demon cores from the blade, but the two demon cores were intertwined. One existed along with the other, and not even the youngling sword could separate them.

Putting aside the fact if Yang Dingtian could split the demon cores with a slash, even if he could, the demon cores would be shattered. A shattered demon core would be useless.

“Master, how am I going to split these two demon cores apart?” Yang Dingtian inquired.

Dongfang Niemie said, “It’s very simple, just put it inside the unfreezing pool.”

Yang Dingtian was startled at first before he put the strange-shaped dual demon cores into the unfreezing pool.

This was the deepest part of the unfreezing pool and the place with the lowest temperature that was extremely close to absolute zero.

Once the two demon cores entered the unfreezing pool, they shook and contracted before splitting apart.

It was really very simple, and there wasn’t even a need to use an ounce of strength to split apart the demon cores that were tightly fused instantly.

After storing the thousand-year Night Owl’s demon core into the spatial ring, he held the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core and handed it to Yan Bieqin, “Take it then.”

Yan Bieqin turned around and received the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core while nodding, “Many thanks.”

Yang Dingtian stated, “But this demon core’s energy has been depleted significantly and has less than half of its original energy.”

“It is enough.” Yan Bieqin responded.

Yan Bieqin then placed the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core in his belongings before he asked, “I will need to wait until the moment when the Mystic Flame blooms before exiting. I will only be able to succeed in escaping at that moment. You wouldn’t mind staying with me for another eight hours, right?”

Yang Dingtian shook his head and said, “I don’t mind.”

“Many thanks, then.” Yan Bieqin then closed his eyes in a cross-legged position while regulating his breaths.

“Boom Boom Boom...” Suddenly, loud echoes came from above while the unfreezing pool shook vigorously. Even the crystal below the unfreezing pool was shaking.

It felt as though the sky and ground were shaking above.

“They have finally started fighting.” Yan Bieqin said.

‘They’ was definitely referring to the Foxman chieftain, Qin Huaiyu, Dugu Fengwu, and Gudu Wuhuan.

After speaking, Yan Bieqin let out a sneer before continuing the mystic qi absorption and cultivation.

This was an absolute cultivation environment. After cultivating for a moment, Yan Bieqin’s eyebrows raised up and revealed a pleasantly surprised expression. He then silently resumed without saying anything else.

“Boom Boom Boom...”

Loud explosions had constantly echoed while the entire place was shaking, causing the unfreezing water to surge intensively.

It was obvious that the battle above was very intense.

The Foxman chieftain was indeed formidable and could fight against three.

After almost a dozen minutes later, all the loud echoes had stopped, and so did the trembling.

The battle had ended, but no one knew which side had won.

But after the battle had ended, Yan Bieqin still didn’t open his eyes and was still cultivating and absorbing the mystic qi.

Yang Dingtian placed Dongfang Bingling on his legs and allowed her to drink a mouthful of holy water with his back facing Yan Bieqin. He then fed her a wonder spirit elixir.

Finally, her heartbeat and blood circulation were back to normal while she regained her breathing cycles too.

The holy water was indeed incredible and had pulled Dongfang Bingling back from the gates of hell. But, she was still unconscious.

After making sure that Dongfang Bingling was fine, Yang Dingtian closed his eyes and started the mystic qi absorption.

There were still eight hours before the blooming of the Mystic Flame.

***

Time had started to elapse, second by second again.

Yang Dingtian, the unconscious Dongfang Bingling, and Yan Bieqin were squeezing in this narrow space. It was really unknown if Yang Dingtian were together with a wolf or a human.

One hour!

Two hours!

Three hours!

...

Seven hours!

Seven and a half hours!

There was less than half an hour left before the blooming of the Mystic Flame.

“Boom Boom Boom...”

Loud explosions echoed from above suddenly.

It turned out that the battle had yet to end, and it was just a temporary pause. Now that the timing for the Mystic Flame’s blooming was drawing near, the battle had resumed.

Furthermore, the battle seemed to be even more intense than earlier.

Just as the battle was at the most intensive moment and sounded the most chaotic, Yan Bieqin suddenly opened his eyes.

Yang Dingtian had also opened his eyes immediately while his heart tensed up.

It was this moment that would decide if Yan Bieqin would break the promise and kill Yang Dingtian.

“Farewell, I hope to see you again.” Yan Bieqin stood up and took out the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core. He poured in some mystic qi and circulated a certain technique.

Almost instantly, that demon core burst out with resplendent radiance while thin cracks appeared on the demon core.

Yang Dingtian could feel the surrounding air heating up as though the temperature rose by almost 100 degrees. Furthermore, it was still increasing, and it felt as if the air was burning.

Without a doubt, Yan Bieqin had used a certain technique to make the fire energy within the demon core to burst out abnormally.

“Remember, Yang Dingtian, giving me this demon core isn’t included inside the favor. You still owe me a very big favor.”

Immediately after, Yan Bieqin held onto the bursting demon core and rushed into the unfreezing pool. Using the energy from the Mystic Fire Qilin’s demon core, he floated upwards rapidly.

He kept his promise and didn’t kill Yang Dingtian.

In the transparent unfreezing water, Yang Dingtian saw Yan Bieqin getting further until he couldn’t see Yan Bieqin anymore.

The battle above had yet to end. The loud echoes might not be as concentrated anymore, but the intensity of the battle and the power was even more astonishing.

***

After Yan Bieqin left, Yang Dingtian was now in a struggle.

The battle above was now in chaos. Without a doubt, Yan Bieqin had chosen this moment to emerge not only to escape but also to see if he could obtain the Mystic Flame through trickery.

Yan Bieqin might have let go of Yang Dingtian without killing him, but Yan Bieqin was still harboring extreme ambition. How could he give up such an excellent opportunity to obtain the Mystic Flame?

Should Yang Dingtian take the opportunity to do so as well?

From the looks of the situation, Yang Dingtian was unrelated to the contest for the Mystic Flame. But Yang Dingtian had gone through a lot of hardships to obtain this Mystic Flame. He was rather reluctant to give up just like this.

With the strength of a 1-star Martial Supreme, it was reasonable for Yan Bieqin to take advantage of this situation. But Yang Dingtian was a mere 1-star Martial Mystic, and it was simply a pipedream for him to obtain the Mystic Flame.

Most importantly, even if he managed to obtain the Mystic Flame by chance, how was he going to escape? Could he avoid so many Martial Supreme experts and even the pursuit of a Master?

Yang Dingtian was certain that if he obtained the Mystic Flame, be it Qin Huaiyu or the Foxman chieftain, they would give up the battle and would pursue Yang Dingtian.

But Yang Dingtian was unwilling to retreat at the sight of difficulty and to watch as someone else devoured the Mystic Flame.

After taking a deep breath, Yang Dingtian decided... to gamble!

That’s right, Yang Dingtian had gambled by transfusing his blood to Dongfang Bingling in exchange for her awakening. Yang Dingtian might have lost the gamble, but he still kept his life in the end.

The success rate earlier was less than 10%.

Right now, the success rate of obtaining the Mystic Flame was going to be even lower.

But Yang Dingtian was still going to gamble as he wasn’t willing to watch as someone else took the Mystic Flame.

Among all the people here, Yang Dingtian was the one who did the most to obtain this Mystic Flame.

After deciding to gamble, Yang Dingtian had gradually calmed down. Since he was going to take the risk, he was planning on what to do after obtaining the Mystic Flame.

Yang Dingtian closed his eyes and continued to meditate.

To obtain the Mystic Flame with trickery, he would need his mystic qi to be at full capacity.

When Yang Dingtian executed the last saber slash at Yan Bieqin, he had used up almost all of his mystic qi. But after the mystic qi absorption earlier, Yang Dingtian had filled up his qi vessel and mystic meridians with combat mystic qi.