Chapter 119: Sharpening the Blade Against the Sheep and Pigs

With everything settled, the three great thieves stepped into the teleportation array and returned to the Seven-Star Region.

“Come on. Follow me and let’s clear the trial!”

“Mm-hmm.”

At that moment, Qin Chuan was brimming with confidence, looking very much like a butcher sharpening his knife before slaughtering sheep.

And the sheep in question was the guardian spirit beast of the Seven-Star Path of Life and Death—the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast.

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s mouth had been practically flavorless for ages. Ever since a group of spirit people had passed through many years ago, he had not tasted anything good.

Born from the Five-Colored Poisonous Miasma, he was immensely powerful, but also terribly lonely and miserable. Worse still, he could not leave the Path of Life and Death.

The moment he stepped outside, his life would be in danger. As the saying went, he had been made by the poisonous mist, and he would also be destroyed by it.

That day, the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast spotted a man, a sword, and a bug approaching from far down the Path of Life and Death.

“Heaven has finally shown me mercy! At last, some spiritual delicacies have arrived. Life has been so hard for me!”

For a moment, the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast was practically moved to tears. His mouth had been unbearably bland for far too long.

“Drip, drip.”

Saliva poured from his mouth like the flooding of the Yellow River, soaking the ground beneath him.

With light, eager steps, the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast joyfully went to meet them.

“Dear friends, welcome to the Seven-Star Path of Life and Death. This will be your eternal home.”

His tone was extraordinarily gentle, as though he had encountered old friends he had not seen for many years. He even forced an utterly ghastly smile, while saliva streamed from his mouth.

The sight was so bizarre that it completely exceeded Qin Chuan and the others’ expectations.

No matter how Qin Chuan looked at him, the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast resembled a malicious big bad wolf.

His right arm was a three-pronged pitchfork, while his left arm was a semicircular lid.

With that appearance, he was only a scarf away from serving dinner.

Qin Chuan could not help asking, “Damn, are you really that hungry?”

“Gurgle, gurgle!”

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast did not need to answer. His starving stomach had already spoken for him.

He stared at Zizi and Sleepy Bug, narrowed his eyes, and sniffed deeply. With intoxication written all over his face, he said, “Fragrant. Truly fragrant. It’s as though the very air is filled with deliciousness.”

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast ignored Qin Chuan completely. A dark, ugly sword was not only unappetizing but also difficult to digest. One careless bite, and he might even break a tooth.

At that moment, Zizi and Sleepy Bug retreated several meters in fear. This fellow looked as though he had been starving for a very long time. If he caught them, there probably would not even be scraps left.

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast swallowed hard and snarled, “You rotten black sword, move aside. Don’t get in the way while I enjoy some quality time with my old friends.”

“Clang, clang!”

He struck his pot lid twice, and an uncontrollable desire began to show in his eyes.

“Hum!”

After a clear sword chime rang out, Qin Chuan said calmly, “You’re going to die soon. And you still want to get intimate?”

“What?! How dare you be so arrogant?”

“Hiss! Wait… an orange spirit weapon? Then your spirit core must be even more delicious than theirs!”

When the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast saw the orange radiance, surprise and delight crossed his face. Although he was called an Orange Spirit Beast, he was still of rare quality.

Naturally, he was ecstatic at the thought of such a prize delivering itself to his door.

“Very well. I’ll kill you first, so you won’t be in the way.”

“Tsk, tsk. A level-28 orange spirit weapon. It seems you do have some ability.”

“But I can tell you this: I can destroy you in a single move. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast raised his proud head, looking utterly confident.

Just how powerful was the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast?

If his three basic attributes were revealed, every spirit creature in the Seven-Star Region would be frightened to death. Every one of them exceeded 1,300.

But why were they so perfectly balanced?

Because the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s exclusive VIP passive skill was Balance. That was why he possessed such bizarre attributes.

He was a truly terrifying all-rounder, equally mighty in all three attributes.

The corners of Qin Chuan’s lips curved into a handsome smile. He said calmly, “Are you really certain you can kill me in one move?”

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast bared his teeth in a grin. “On this Path of Life and Death, no spirit creature has ever withstood a single move from me. You will be no exception!”

“Stop wasting time. My stomach is already ravenous!”

Faced with his taunts, Qin Chuan merely said, “My sword will tell you the result.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Chuan activated Skill Flow Strike.

“Chirp!”

“What? You’ve got quite a nerve! I’ll kill you with a single thrust!”

Seeing the Dragon-Patterned Cold Jade Sword flying toward him, the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast was instantly enraged. He swung up his great pitchfork and thrust it forward.

“Three-Pronged Spirit-Slaying Thrust!”

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast drove his pitchfork forward with ferocious force, clearly intending to meet the attack head-on.

It had to be said that he had chosen the timing of his skill with remarkable precision.

The next moment, the Dragon-Patterned Cold Jade Sword collided with the great pitchfork.

“What an idiot. He actually came here to die!”

A trace of disdain appeared at the corner of the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s mouth. He could not even be bothered to look at the outcome.

He had absolute confidence that he would pierce Qin Chuan. The Three-Pronged Spirit-Slaying Thrust granted an additional thirty percent to his sharpness.

At that moment, the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s overall sharpness had reached more than 1,690. He believed it was impossible for Qin Chuan to possess sufficient toughness to withstand his attack.

He had already pictured Qin Chuan being shattered into scraps.

And that was indeed the case. Qin Chuan did not possess enough toughness to withstand the blow—but he did have a tremendous surprise prepared for his opponent.

“Dragon Aura Protection!”

The moment Qin Chuan activated Dragon Aura Protection, his toughness immediately rose to more than 2,000.

At the same time, Qin Chuan’s aura surged, releasing an overwhelming pressure.

Under these conditions, all three of Qin Chuan’s attributes increased by another five percent, while the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s three attributes fell by five percent.

As Qin Chuan’s sword collided with the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s pitchfork, Zizi remained completely calm. She had long grown accustomed to Qin Chuan’s methods and knew that victory would certainly belong to him.

And Qin Chuan, of course, did not disappoint her.

“Ding! Critical hit activated. Damage increased by 150 percent, and knockback effect generated.”

“Pfft!”

The next moment, the Dragon-Patterned Cold Jade Sword pierced through the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s right arm with overwhelming force and drove straight into his chest.

“This… this is impossible!”

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s eyes widened. He was so shocked that his spirit core nearly burst, for he could not understand what had happened at all.

The truth was that Qin Chuan’s sharpness had already far exceeded his imagination.

Qin Chuan’s three attributes had just risen dramatically, and he had also been fortunate enough to accumulate a critical hit. That was why he had eagerly come to slaughter his prey.

Everything had unfolded exactly as he had anticipated. There had been no surprise at all.

With the critical hit, Qin Chuan’s sharpness had reached more than 2,500, while the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s toughness had fallen to just over 1,235.

Thus…

“Ding! Fatal strike activated.”

“Ding! Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast slain. Obtained 360,000 experience points. Over-level kill bonus: an additional 100 percent experience. Congratulations, host. You have obtained 720,000 experience points.”

Amid the knockback effect, the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast died instantly. Before his death, he heard Qin Chuan speak in a calm yet confident voice:

“You were right. It was indeed a one-move kill. But I was talking about me killing you.”

“Boom!”

The Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast’s massive body crashed heavily to the ground and never moved again. His enormous, bell-like eyes were filled with disbelief and incredulity.

And so, Qin Chuan used his sword to show the Five-Colored Orange Spirit Beast what a true one-hit kill looked like.