Castrate?
The blue clothed young man's pupils constricted and his face went pale.
Subsequently, he snatched the small booklet from the green clothed young man's hand. "Castrate … I actually have to castrate myself … The second half of this Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll can only be cultivated after I castrate myself?"
This blue clothed young man was none other than Zhao Lei.
The Zhao Lei that left the Ancient City of Everlast and rushed back to the Seven Star Sword Sect after obtaining the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll that day.
It was precisely because Zhao Lei brought back the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll that he had the opportunity to cultivate in this palace, which was also one of the nine great Spirit Points of the Seven Star Sword Sect.
Three months ago, he'd already dispersed his cultivation to cultivate the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll.
His cousin brother, Zhao Ke, had also dispersed his cultivation like him.
Zhao Ke was precisely the only son of the Megrez Peak's outer court elder, Zhao Lin.
"Brother Lei, could it be that we really have to castrate ourselves?"
Zhao Ke asked slightly hesitantly.
Obviously, although Zhao Ke wasn't old, he knew what castrating himself meant.
"Castrate … Castrate … Why do I have to castrate myself?"
Zhao Lei's expression was savage, and cold lights shot out from his eyes. "No wonder, I was wondering why I didn't have the effect of rebirth that Uncle spoke of when I cultivated the first half … So it turns out that it's because I didn't castrate myself! In this way, the reason that Duan Lingtian was able to complete rebirth was because he'd already castrated himself? "
"Castrating himself in exchange for rebirth, in exchange for peerlessly monstrous natural talent … At the same time, it also means ending one's bloodline!"
Zhao Lei closed his eyes, and his body lightly trembled.
Presently, the path of the strong was right before his eyes.
It all depended on how he chose!
The difference of a single thought was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, Zhao Lei opened his eyes, and his gaze shot out with an incomparably firm gaze.
"Brother Ke, I've decided … I want to castrate myself! Only after I castrate myself would I be able to possess a natural talent and strength that can compare to that Duan Lingtian. "
Zhao Lei looked at Zhao Ke and spoke resolutely.
"Brother Lei … You really want to castrate yourself?"
Zhao Ke's legs started to tremble, and he had a terrified expression. "Should we discuss this matter with my Father?"
"No!"
Zhao Lei said resolutely, "We can't let your father and my father know about this … Otherwise, they won't let us do this! After all, once we castrate ourselves, it means that the Zhao Family will have no more descendants. "
Zhao Ke was silent. That seemed to be the case.
"Brother Lei, I'm scared …"
Zhao Ke's face was deathly pale, his voice trembling slightly.
"What are you afraid of? Don't you want to have Duan Lingtian's talent? Don't you want to stand out and win glory for your father? "
Zhao Lei looked at Zhao Ke and asked.
When Zhao Ke heard this, his body trembled, and his eyes shot out a sharp light. "I want to! I want to kill all those people who go against my father … For example, that Mizar Peak's Peak Master, Zheng Fan. If it wasn't for him obstructing my father that day, my father would have long since killed Duan Lingtian and seized the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll! "
"I know, Father hates him very much! Therefore, I must become stronger and kill that Zheng Fan to vent my anger for my father! "
As Zhao Ke finished speaking, his face flushed red, and his eyes flickered with bloodthirsty killing intent.
"Exactly, we want to kill all those who go against us and our father … But, if we want to become strong, then the fastest way now is to cultivate the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll! So long as we castrate ourselves, we'll be reborn and possess monstrous natural talent that's comparable to Duan Lingtian. "
Bright lights shot out from Zhao Lei's eyes. "At that time, the entire Seven Star Sword Sect will be the world of us brothers … You'll be the Sect Leader, and I'll be the Guardian Elder!"
"Alright!"
Zhao Ke nodded fiercely. "Brother Lei, for the sake of being able to be reborn, we'll castrate ourselves!"
Just like this, the only sons of the Seven Star Sword Sect's outer court elder, Zhao Lin, and External Affairs Elder, Zhao Yu, discussed the grand plan of castrating themselves.
All for the sake of being able to be reborn as stated in the Muscle Meridian Rebirth Scroll …
Duan Lingtian was naturally unaware of all this.
Presently, Duan Lingtian was wandering in the southern area of the Darkstone Empire.
A lone ranger!
A single man with a single sword wandering the world with a heroic spirit that shot into the clouds!
Whereas the two year agreement with Zither Young Master grew closer and closer.
Four months later.
In the quiet forest, Duan Lingtian leaned on a large tree.
On his shoulder was the cute little gold mouse that was completely furry standing there and looking left and right.
"Big Brother Ling Tian, are you sure they'll come?"
The little gold mouse looked at Duan Lingtian and blinked her eyes as she asked via voice transmission.
"Don't worry, Little Gold, they'll come."
Duan Lingtian smiled lightly as he spoke.
As soon as Duan Lingtian finished speaking.
In the distance, a wave of rapid sounds of horse hooves approached in a vast and mighty array. Over 10 ferocious bandits seemed to have transformed into a gust of wind that swept towards the location of Duan Lingtian and the little gold mouse.
"Neigh ~"
"Neigh!"
…
After a short moment, the over 10 bandits immediately stood still and looked at Duan Lingtian from afar.
"Third Brother, you wouldn't be talking about this kid, right? Fifth Brother was killed by him? "
One of the four bandits in the lead looked at the person that stared at Duan Lingtian with a livid expression, and asked with slight disbelief.
"Exactly, it's him!"
The latter nodded fiercely, and his voice contained grief and indignation mixed within.
"A little kid at the age of 22 or 23 can kill Fifth Brother?"
Another bandit frowned and slightly didn't dare believe it.
"Fourth Brother, don't look down on him … This kid is a sixth level Nascent Soul Stage martial artist!"
The bandit that spoke with grief and indignation earlier spoke out once more.
Sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage!
Instantly, the expressions of the other three bandits in the lead went grim.
A cultivation at the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage at such a young age, the monstrous natural talent of this young man could be imagined.
"Sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage …"
Amongst the four bandits in the lead, the middle aged man that hadn't spoken until now shot his slightly cold gaze at Duan Lingtian. "Your natural talent isn't bad. But unfortunately, you're going to die here today. "
"Want to kill me? That will depend on if all of you have the ability."
Duan Lingtian's body that leaned on the tree slightly stood up, and he shrugged as he said indifferently, "You ought to be their Grand Leader, right? Eighth level of the Nascent Soul Stage … Your strength isn't bad. You can go up yourself. "
His words seemed as if he didn't take the middle aged man, the Grand Leader of the bandits, seriously.
"Kid, if you want to battle my Big Brother, defeat me first!"
Instantly, Origin Energy raged between the legs of the second leader of the bandits that spoke earlier, and he flashed out from his horse as if transforming into a cannonball that fiercely shot towards Duan Lingtian.
In the sky above the second leader of the bandits, 1,000 ancient mammoth silhouettes dashed out with an imposing manner that shot into the sky like rainbows.
Seventh level of the Nascent Soul Stage!
After a short moment, the second leader arrived nearby Duan Lingtian.
"Die!"
The second leader shouted out explosively, and the saber in his hand transformed into a flowing light that carried a shocking imposing manner as it flashed directly towards Duan Lingtian, seeming as if he wanted to split Duan Lingtian into two.
Instantly, another 280 ancient mammoth silhouettes appeared beside the 1,000 ancient mammoth silhouettes in the sky!
This saber was obviously a grade seven spirit saber.
It was capable of amplifying strength by 28%.
Om!
Origin Energy skyrocketed on the saber in the hands of the second leader of the bandits, and it tore through the sky while carrying the force to split mountains.
This saber strike contained the strength of 1,280 ancient mammoths!
"A mantis trying to stop a chariot!"
Duan Lingtian's gaze was cold and indifferent, and at the same time that he indifferently spat out these words, his hand shook, and the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword appeared out of thin air.
Sword Drawing Arts!
Swish!
The sword struck out like a bolt of lightning, like a swimming dragon, and it swept towards the saber strike of the second leader of the bandits.
Instantly, 1,000 ancient mammoth silhouettes flashed in the sky above Duan Lingtian …
Clang!
Swish!
The ear piercing sound of iron weapons colliding and the clear sound of a sharp sword tearing through a throat sounded out at almost the exact same time.
In the next moment.
Bang!
The body of the second leader of the bandits that approached menacingly trembled, and he didn't even have the time to emit a shrill cry before he and his saber fell down at almost the exact same time, and he completely lost all signs of life.
Dead!
"Second Brother!"
The face of the first leader of the bandits went grim, and his eyes almost split apart from rage.
"Second Brother!"
The expressions of the third leader and fourth leader of the bandits went ghastly pale, and their eyes stared wide open, not daring to believe that all this was real.
"Since you've become bandits, then you ought to have expected that such a day would come …"
Duan Lingtian coldly swept the three leaders of the bandits and the 10 plus bandits behind them that were trembling with fear as he spoke indifferently.
"My fifth brother and I didn't offend you, why did you meddle in our business and kill my fifth brother?"
The third leader of the bandits spoke with grief and indignation.
"Meddle in our business?"
It would have been fine if the third leader didn't mention it, but once he did, killing intent that shot into the sky instantly arose on Duan Lingtian's body, and his tone was cold and indifferent like ice. "It's fine that all of you plundered the village, as it was none other than for the sake of seeking wealth … But what did all of you do? Burning, killing, plundering, and not even letting off the old, young, women, and children … All of you don't deserve to die? "
"Third Brother, why waste your breath on him … Everyone, attack and kill him!"
The first leader of the bandits shouted out explosively as he spurred his horse out to charge towards Duan Lingtian.
"Bring it on!"
Duan Lingtian's gaze abruptly lit up, and he sent a voice transmission to the little gold mouse on his shoulder. "Little Gold, leave him to me … You deal with the others as you please."
"Squeak squeak ~"
When the little gold mouse heard Duan Lingtian, it seemed as if it had been injected with chicken blood, and it transformed into a golden light that flashed out into the sky.
Meanwhile, the first leader of the bandits had arrived nearby Duan Lingtian as well.
Om!
The saber tore through the sky and carried along a shocking might as it enveloped down towards Duan Lingtian from above, and Origin Energy coiled around it as if it had transformed into a snow white moon.
1,408 ancient mammoth silhouettes swept out along with this saber strike!
Eighth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, grade seven spirit saber.
Duan Lingtian didn't have the intention of dodging, and with a raise of his hand, the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword flashed out once more.
Sword Drawing Arts!
Whoosh!
An exceedingly swift violet sword light flashed past and moved forward to intercept the saber strike, and it carried along the intensely trembling Origin Energy.
Quake Energy at the limit!
Within the Origin Energy, the strange aura of wind was pulsating.
Wind Force!
Duan Lingtian utilized his entire strength, Wind Force, and Quake Energy for this sword strike.
Although the strength that Duan Lingtian exerted by relying on the sixth level of the Nascent Soul Stage, the Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword, and Wind Force was still inferior to the first leader's saber strike that contained the strength of 10 ancient mammoths.
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