Chapter 194: Spoils of War

Chapter 194: Spoils of War

Zhen He had been too conservative.

This Sword Orb wasn’t just "guaranteed to kill anyone below Golden Core."

Even actual Golden Core cultivators would have to think twice before facing it.

No wonder he was the Sword Pavilion’s number-one schemer.

Cunning as hell!

"Brat! You destroyed my Buddha Fetus—today, I will have your life!"

A sinister gust of wind surged from behind as the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva shrieked in fury.

Still reveling in the majesty of that single heaven-splitting sword strike, Zhao Ying instantly snapped back to reality and shouted—

"Governor, behind you!"

Chen Huai’an didn’t even look back.

His right arm expanded, blood-red scales spreading across his skin.

The aura behind him closed in fast.

The Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva, having lost her Buddha Fetus to the Sword Orb, had regressed to her original form.

Her strength had plummeted—she was now weaker than when they first met.

At best, mid-Qi Refinement level.

Chen Huai’an was only at Qi Refinement Second Layer...

But the First Volume of the Heavenly Demon Technique wasn’t something to be measured by normal standards.

"Die—!"

The Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva stabbed a claw toward his back.

Chen Huai’an tilted slightly left, letting the attack slide past.

His right hand shot out like lightning, pressing firmly against her forehead.

"Instant Refinement!"

"AAAAAHHHHH—!!!"

A terrifying wail filled the air as ghostly energy surged from her body into Chen Huai’an’s hand.

His eyes darkened with spectral mist, while the Bone Porcelain Mother shriveled like a punctured balloon.

Paralyzed, she could only glare at him with hateful eyes.

"W-what... is this technique?!

A demonic art?

No... that’s not right...

What kind of demonic art can refine ghostly energy...?!"

But her decaying body gave her no time to find an answer.

As the last of her strength drained away, her hatred only deepened.

"**Brat... You won’t be laughing for long...!

One day... you will join me in hell!**"

Before she could finish speaking—

Her ghostly body collapsed into a pile of ashen dust, scattered by the wind.

[You have slain the Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva.]

Rewards Obtained:

Ghost Cultivator Fragment x1

(interchangeable with Demon Cultivator Fragments)

Blood Porcelain Bottle (Filled with Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva’s Ashes) x1

Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva’s Jade Ring

Chen Huai’an exhaled in relief as he saw the kill notification pop up on his phone.

Like Di Jiang, this Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva was surprisingly straightforward.

No last-minute transformations.

No self-destruction moves.

Just dead.

And three dropped items.

He was very curious about them.

But with Zhao Ying and the others still watching, it wasn’t the time to start looting.

"G-Governor, did you really kill her?"

Xiang Xiaoyuan was still dazed, her mind replaying the heaven-splitting sword strike that had pierced through the clouds.

Her gaze toward Chen Huai’an was like a teenage girl seeing Jay Chou in his prime.

"Mm-hm. She’s dust now."

Chen Huai’an casually threw a handful of ashes into the wind.

"That was... an entity nearly reaching King-rank.

You... killed her with just one sword?!"

Zhao Ying and Huang Gubei both stared at him, eyes burning with disbelief.

Even Lin Chen’s gaze was complicated.

Chen Huai’an frowned.

Did I overdo it?

Technically, that wasn’t his power—it was the Sword Orb.

He shouldn’t be getting this much attention.

But there was a way out of this.

Without hesitation, he opened his phone and pulled up Li Qingran’s cultivation video.

As expected—

BLOOD SPRAYED FROM HIS NOSE.

Then, with a groan, he collapsed backward, his pupils dilating as he forced out a painful whisper—

"Ugh... Cough, cough...!

The backlash... finally came...

It... hurts... So much...!"

The sudden shift in behavior was absurd.

One second, he was a walking deity.

The next, he was dying on the ground.

But concern overruled logic.

"Call an ambulance!"

Without hesitation, Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Ying rushed to his side.

"Where’s the injured person?—HOLY SH*T, WHAT HAPPENED TO THIS KID?!"

The paramedics had arrived.

They immediately spotted Wang Shouyi—

Bloodied, bruised, and barely clinging to life.

Naturally, they prepared a stretcher for him.

But before they could lift him up—

Xiang Xiaoyuan yanked him off.

"The injured person is here."

She pointed at Chen Huai’an.

The paramedics hesitated.

The handsome young man looked perfectly fine aside from some minor nosebleeds.

His breathing was steady.

His skin was glowing with health.

If anything, he looked like he had too much yang energy and needed to drink some herbal tea.

"Are you sure this is the injured person?"

"Absolutely!"

Xiang Xiaoyuan insisted.

"He’s got internal injuries!"

The medical team sighed.

Fine.

They would treat the **"critically wounded" handsome guy first.

As for Wang Shouyi?**

He could wait for the next round.

Xiang Xiaoyuan and Zhao Ying finally relaxed as they watched Chen Huai’an get taken away.

Anyone else could get injured.

But not Chen Huai’an.

As for the mysterious young swordsman...

Xiang Xiaoyuan wouldn’t let him die either.

She sat down to meditate, restoring her spiritual energy.

Once she recovered enough, she would heal him herself.

If possible, she’d even recruit him into the C-Province Demon Slayer Bureau.

Hospital Room.

"Governor Chen, your injuries have fully healed. Your nosebleeds have stopped. You’re free to leave."

"But my head hurts.

I feel like I don’t have much time left.

I still have cancer cells in my body..."

"Your cancer cells are dormant."

"Dormant or not, they’re still cancer cells.

I still have a headache.

I’m critically injured. I need to stay."

The doctor: "..."

Forget it.

With any other Demon Slayer, he would have just kicked them out.

But this guy was the C-Province Governor.

Fine.

Let him stay.

Every day, they’d just give him some supplements, maybe some brain tonics.

Eventually, he’d leave on his own.

Finally Alone.

Chen Huai’an checked for cameras.

None.

Good.

He pulled out his loot.

First Item: Blood Porcelain Bottle.

It was even better than the one he saw in the ruins.

He activated the Virtual Girlfriend game, using the identification feature.

The bottle’s details appeared—

[Blood Porcelain Bottle (Containing Bone Porcelain Bodhisattva's Ashes)]

Effect: Drip a single drop of blood into the bottle to summon a Blood Porcelain Girl for battle.

Summoned entity’s strength scales with blood donor.

Max Power: Early Golden Core Stage.

(WARNING: The Blood Porcelain Bottle is fragile. If shattered, it loses all effects.)

"Hell yeah."

Chen Huai’an immediately scrapped the idea of selling it.

Summoning a personal bodyguard just by dripping blood?

And if he used Nascent Soul-level blood...

The possibilities were endless.

As for where to get Nascent Soul blood...?

"Heh heh heh."

His grin turned wicked.

There was a certain over-energized beast at the Sword Pavilion.

If he bribed Su Qinian with spirit stones,

He could just "borrow" some of its blood.

And if that didn’t work—

He had other targets.

The elders’ blood would do just fine.

"This... is what it feels like to have a Sect backing you?"

Chen Huai’an leaned back, smirking.

"So damn nice."

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