Chapter 112: The Ninth Heaven

“Sword Seal Eight Techniques, Vajra Sword Seal!”

Without hesitation, Qin Xuan unleashed the fourth sword of the Sword Seal Eight Techniques.

Clang!

A faint golden light enveloped Qin Xuan’s body.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

One after another, hidden weapons struck against the golden light shield, each rebounding away. As for the black mist accompanying the weapons, Qin Xuan paid it no mind; with a flash, he vanished from where he stood.

“Gah gah. Qin Xuan, since you’re here, don’t think of leaving. You injured my disciple and crippled their cultivation. Today, I demand you pay your blood debt with blood.”

The eerie voice continued to echo, making it impossible to discern the speaker’s exact location.

“So you are the master of those two ninjas. Your strength is nothing special,” Qin Xuan said with disdain, though his mind remained fully alert. Judging by the power of those hidden weapons, the opponent was undoubtedly a mid-level ninja. Without caution, falling into a trap in the shadows would be all too easy.

“Gah gah, verbal sparring is meaningless...” The sinister voice grew vague, as several black vines suddenly sprouted mysteriously from the walls, floor, and ceiling!

The sight startled the waitress nearby, causing her to cry out in alarm.

Outside, the storm raged, and business at the hotel was sparse. The only witness to this scene was that girl, an ordinary person. Meanwhile, the hotel’s surveillance system had long been disabled by Li Shihao’s men.

“Wood Release, Evil Vine Binding Technique!”

The creepy voice sounded again as four or five black vines scurried rapidly across the hall. Qin Xuan’s agility was exceptional; ordinary moves couldn’t land on him.

Yet these vines seemed alive and sentient, automatically tracking his movements at incredible speed!

Qin Xuan failed to dodge in time, and a sinister vine swiftly coiled around his right ankle.

“You’re dead...” the eerie voice declared, as more black vines surged toward him like a howling storm.

“In your dreams.”

Qin Xuan turned and slashed at the vines with his sword.

Clang!

The clash produced a sound like metal striking stone—the black vines were incredibly tough.

Swish! Swish!

Two more black vines swept in, binding Qin Xuan’s waist and his right hand gripping the sword tightly.

Qin Xuan remained calm, passing the Taiqing Sword from his right hand to his left, swiftly carving several marks in midair.

“Sword Seal Eight Techniques… Ninth Heaven Sword Seal!”

As he uttered the last word, his dantian surged wildly, and the surrounding spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushed fiercely toward him.

Ninth Heaven Sword Seal!

The seventh sword of the Sword Seal Eight Techniques, the penultimate move. Though Qin Xuan barely managed to perform it, using this technique would consume most of his true energy. If it failed, his combat power would be greatly diminished thereafter.

“Such powerful energy of heaven and earth...” The sinister voice trembled slightly.

The Sword Seal Eight Techniques, the most fundamental energy sword arts of the Shushan Sword Sect, grew increasingly difficult from the fifth sword onward. Especially the seventh and eighth—Ninth Heaven and Reincarnation—generations of disciples rarely mastered all eight before their thirties or forties.

The Taiqing Sword hovered in midair as Qin Xuan was tightly bound by four or five black vines.

Yet, by willpower alone, he still controlled the Taiqing Sword. With a flick of his gaze, the sword danced fiercely with divine might throughout the hall.

Ninth Heaven unleashed, heaven and earth tremble!

Silver sword light filled the entire hall, streaking like lightning. Not only were the black vines effortlessly severed, but even the hidden ninja was struck by a sword, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

“There!” Qin Xuan’s eyes turned cold as he stood firmly on the ground, waving his hand.

Swish!

Silver sword light pierced through a gray shadow over ten meters away.

“Kid, you’re impressive...” the ninja was shocked and lost all will to fight. Such a powerful energy sword technique proved Qin Xuan was no ordinary swordsman.

The gray shadow flickered as the ninja fled.

“Su Muqing...” Qin Xuan had no time to pursue. His eyes darkened as he ascended the nearby spiral staircase.

The waitress trembled in the corner of the hall, her eyes wide with disbelief. What on earth was happening? Sadly, no one could explain it to her.

...

Qin Xuan ascended quickly to the 11th floor of the Royal Supreme Hotel. After a brief pause to sense the surroundings, he hurried toward a huge room at the corridor’s end.

— Supreme 1111

The room number was clearly displayed, but the soundproofing was so excellent that even Qin Xuan couldn’t hear any movement inside.

“Qin Xuan?!” Suddenly, a surprised voice called out nearby, followed by disbelief and anger. “How did you get in? What about that Solar Nation ninja?”

Qin Xuan glanced sideways and saw Hua Tianjiao wearing a floral shirt.

“Isn’t this Li Shihao’s subordinate? Could it be Su Muqing is in Li Shihao’s hands?”

Qin Xuan guessed immediately, his figure flashing as he delivered a chop strike to the back of Hua Tianjiao’s neck.

“Ugh...” Hua Tianjiao rolled his eyes and collapsed.

Without hesitation, Qin Xuan approached room 1111 and kicked the door open.

Bang!

The precious rosewood door was kicked wide open.

Sizzle!

A flash of lightning cut through the sky, illuminating the dimly lit room.

“You... you leave... ugh...” Su Muqing pushed him hard, her white shirt undone at two buttons, revealing a deep cleavage and snow-white skin.

“Qingqing, don’t be like this. I just want to help you...” Li Shihao’s gentle voice came as he reached to undo the last two buttons of Su Muqing’s shirt.

The thunder drowned out the sound of the door being kicked open; neither of them noticed.

“Li Shihao! If you dare touch her, I’ll kill you!”

Qin Xuan’s fury blazed as he strode forward.

“Who? Qin Xuan?” Li Shihao was shocked and quickly lifted his head.

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