Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple smiled wretchedly, shook his head, and didn’t reply.

　　“Since you came to kill me, you should know my identity.” Su Clan’s Sixteen said dully, “Even if you don’t talk, as long as I bring you back to Su Clan’s headquarters… there are ways to get you to spill everything. Even if you die, I still have ways to extract your soul and get the answers I want!”

　　Her words weren’t meant to intimidate. As an ancient large cultivation clan, Su Clan possessed a good deal of mysterious methods.

　　Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple became anxious. He knew well of Su Clan’s power and its methods.

　　He was still hesitating—now that his four limbs were severed, if he revealed information on Moon Saber Sect… even if Su Clan’s Sixteen spared his life, Moon Saber Sect wouldn’t!

　　All he had left was death!

　　Su Clan’s Sixteen seemed to be able to read his mind as she spoke again, “Tell me everything you know… I’ll let you die quickly.”

　　Death could still be divided into a quick death or a painful death.

　　The significance was not in the result, but in the process.

　　Song Shuhang put away the black flying sword and said to Sixteen, “He’s probably trying to frame someone? When the uncle from Immortal Farming Sect came in contact with you, he came right after, prepared to kill you. If he succeeded and covered it up, when the time came, everyone would think that it was the uncle from Immortal Farming Sect who killed you.

　　If the matter was covered up, Senior Seven would definitely find Immortal Farming Sect for revenge. At that time, when the sandpiper and clam fought each other, the fisherman would have a chance to get both. I think… he might be part of a hidden force that’s either Immortal Farming Sect’s bitter enemy, or they want something from Immortal Farming Sect?”

　　As to how Song Shuhang knew so much… wasn’t this how it always played out on the television? One could come up with a similar answer by thinking about this as a sequence of events played out as a plot on a television show.

　　Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple’s expression became more and more wretched.

　　“Looks like you guessed right.” A small blade slipped out from Su Clan’s Sixteen’s hand. With her resting earlier, her true qi recovered a decent amount.

　　She walked closer to Saber Moon Sect’s senior disciple, “I’ll ask you one last time. Your name, origin, and the reason you wanted to assassinate me.”

　　When Su Clan’s Sixteen approached Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple, he suddenly laughed out loud, “Hahahaha!”

　　Immediately following, a talisman was spat out of his mouth.

　　The talisman swayed in midair, and transformed into a long crimson saber!

　　The stench of blood dispersed, and the evil saber cut downwards at Su Clan’s Sixteen’s head.

　　This was the talisman his sect gave him to assassinate Su Clan’s Sixteen; he endured for so long just for Sixteen to enter the talisman’s attack range!

　　However, Sixteen had already taken precautions. The small blade was raised slightly, blocking the long crimson saber. The blade light on the knife expanded rapidly, it vibrated and easily shattered the crimson saber transformed from a talisman.

　　Sixteen said, “I knew you had other methods.”

　　After the crimson saber shattered, Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple seemed to feel as if it had happened to himself, screaming continuously in pain, “Ahhhh!”

　　Sixteen frowned as she sensed a peculiarity. Her figure flickered and the blade in her hand stabbed at the man’s head!

　　But, before her blade touched him, an anomaly suddenly occurred.

　　“Ahhhhh!” Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple screamed even more miserably. At the same time, a rune spell from the shattered long crimson saber extended into a long line of blood, connecting to his body.

　　The senior apprentice’s spirit, qi, and blood followed this line of blood, merging continually into the long crimson saber.

　　The shattered long saber was thereby restored, and the saber jerked, slashing towards Sixteen!

　　The situation changed extremely fast, Sixteen could only use her blade to block.

　　“Clang!”

　　This crimson slash was faster, and fiercer than it was previously!

　　Sixteen blocked the slash, but she was repelled several steps backwards…

　　“Blood Saber Evil Sect’s secret technique, Blood God Saber?” she recognized the origin of this long crimson saber rune spell.

　　Blood Saber Evil Sect, an evil Dao sect that was extinguished a long, long time ago.

　　The internal disciples used blood as their power source, and transformed blood essence and souls into life-bound evil saber. Every time a life-bound evil saber was created, they often needed to sacrifice several hundreds of human and animal lives.

　　In order attain a higher realm, the disciples of Blood Saber Evil Sect needed to kill continuously to raise the quality of their own life-bound evil saber.

　　In the end, this evil Dao sect incurred the wrath of the masses; the sect was destroyed, the inheritance severed, and all evil secret techniques were destroyed until nothing was left.

　　Who would’ve thought that there were still surviving members from Blood Saber Evil Sect!

　　This senior disciple’s rune spell contained a part of the secret technique, Blood God Saber. With abundant blood source and qi, Blood God Saber would not be destroyed.

　　“Ahhhh… die… hurry up and die!” Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple screamed deliriously as his body continued to shrivel till his bones became apparent under his skin.

　　As the Blood God Saber and Sixteen’s blade clashed, the evil saber continued to extract his blood essence and spiritual power to restore the damage on the saber’s frame.

　　Every round of extraction brought indescribable pain and despair. However, when the Blood God Saber extracted enough nutrients, it would become stronger and stronger.

　　If this continued, Sixteen who was already heavily injured might actually not be able to endure any further!

　　“I’ll kill you… I’ll kill you…” Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple screamed crazily.

　　This was truly a life for a life.

　　See whether all his blood essence and spirit was extracted first, or Su Clan’s Sixteen got cut down by the Blood God Saber first!

　　“Ding ding ding ding.” Su Clan’s Sixteen parried seven slashes, continuing to be repelled backwards.

　　She could no longer suppress her internal injuries because of the fierce battle; her face turned dreadfully pale.

　　At last, after she resisted Blood God Saber’s eighth slash, the small blade slipped from her hands!

　　“I’ve won! Su Clan’s Sixteen!” Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple laughed uncontrollably, sending his blood essence into Blood God Saber by his own will. In an instant, Blood God Saber’s size expanded by a fold!

　　As long as he beheaded Sixteen, he would still have hope of surviving. Whether it was his severed limbs or the consumed blood essence, all could be restored with the sect’s rewards!

　　As long as he killed Sixteen!

　　Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple had a malevolent expression with a hint of excitement and conceit.

　　Su Clan’s Sixteen’s expression was dreadfully pale when directly faced with the Blood God Saber that expanded in size.

　　“Chi!”

　　At this moment, a black flying sword drew a curved sword light and Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple’s head was cut off with a slash.

　　The ‘Blood God Saber’ rune spell extracted large amounts of blood essence and spiritual power from him. After his head was cut off, his life force was extinguished rapidly; he was thoroughly dead.

　　The change occurred so suddenly that in the moment of his death, Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple’s malevolent smile and smug expression didn’t change…

　　It was Song Shuhang who snuck behind Moon Saber Sect’s senior disciple unknowingly, and with a slash, he got another beautiful head.

　　Cultivators have countless life-saving and death-defying methods; Riverly Purple Mist’s words at that time were kept firmly within Song Shuhang’s heart.

　　Even if the opponent’s hands and legs were disabled, he did not relax his vigilance at all.

　　❄️❄️❄️

　　Without its master’s support, the Blood God Saber transformed from the rune spell shattered, and the rune spell turned into ashes.

　　“Thank you.” Sixteen said softly, her expression still dreadfully pale… she owed him yet another debt.

　　“You’re welcome.” Song Shuhang habitually answered. At the same time, he took a deep breath to calm himself and adjust his mental state of mind.

　　Sixteen picked up her blade and returned to examine the corpse.

　　“He has nothing that proves his identity; moreover, even his soul dispersed. This way, it’s become difficult to find out his origin,” Sixteen said gloomily.

　　“There’s still a way to find out his identity.” Song Shuhang had a clue. The black flying sword came with a very valuable clue…

　　But before that, they still had a small problem.