Chapter 309 Free from the Heart
“Shh!”

Duan Shui’s swordsmanship was sharp and precise, targeting Yan Lu’s vital points.

Just as Jingwei said, Duanshui once practiced the secret method of “mind’s eye”. Even in an absolutely dark environment, he could judge the enemy’s every move through his perfect hearing.

This silent sword strike created an astonishing sword energy that was over ten feet long, which was determined to cut Yan Lu into two pieces from head to toe.

“bass!”

The invisible sword energy finally flashed from under Yan Lu’s feet, plowing a long and narrow sword mark on the ground.

At this moment, Yan Lu’s eyes burst into a dark purple light, which was a sign that the “Purple Demon Eye” was operating at full capacity.

He just said calmly: “Your plan is not without effort. But who told you that I only know how to use the Sword of Shadow?”

“Wow!”

The next moment, endless demonic energy surged out from Yan Lu’s Dantian Qi Sea. The black energy surged like ghosts crying and gods howling, instantly covering the entire dense forest.

“You bunch of Luowang assassins are really like a thorn in the flesh, and we can never kill you enough. It seems that I need to find your Prime Minister Lu and have a good talk with him.” Yan Lu’s voice became more and more wanton.

Being in the darkness, the devilish spirit was rampant and lawless, and was completely opened up by Yan Lu.

It was not until now that he completely grasped the essence of the “Formless Heavenly Demon” power. It was never about patience, restraint, or putting the overall situation first, but about having no taboos, being wanton and free, and letting his mind run wild!

“A sword that cuts off the water!” Yan Lu concentrated his luck on Han Guang.

An invisible and transparent air blade was generated, and then it was wrapped by a ball of ink-black flames.

Following Yan Lu’s loud shout, a terrifying sword energy ten feet long, strong enough to stop the flow of rivers, burned fiercely in the darkness and rose into the sky.

The sword pointed directly at Duan Shui, who was hidden behind the trunk of a huge tree.

“bass!”

The sword light whizzed and cut the big tree and the water behind it into two pieces cleanly and neatly.

The black flame attached to the sword energy burned fiercely, and quickly turned the big tree and Duan Shui’s body into ashes.

Only a Broken Water Sword was left, buried under the black dust, and was taken out by Yan Lu.

“Those who kill will always be killed.”

Yan Lu looked at Duan Shui’s body that had turned to ashes, and said calmly: “But I still want to thank you for letting me truly understand the mystery of the demonic god seed.”

There is no limit to the amount of new magical skills that the “Formless Heavenly Demon” can absorb and strengthen.

The stronger Yan Lu’s “demonic nature” is, the more powerful the martial arts that are integrated and strengthened will be.

For example, Duan Shui’s unique skill “Sword of Cutting Water” is at best a sword that kills people in his hands, but in Yan Lu’s hands, it can really cut a river in one sword.

“No self, no form, and ever-changing things are just the foundation. Only when you can transform others freely can you follow your heart in times of adversity!” Unconsciously, Yan Lu’s mentality has changed.

Looking at Yan Lu walking out of the flaming ruins, Jingwei felt inexplicably strange.

“Yan Lu seems to have become stronger.” This thought flashed through her mind, and then Jing Wei asked, “Where is Duan Shui?”

“He’s dead.” Yan Lu gently threw the Broken Water Sword to the ground and asked, “How is Yan Yan?”

“I have already used my internal energy to expel all the poison from her body.” As he spoke, Jingwei couldn’t help but cough a few times, and reddish-brown blood flowed out.

Only then did Yan Lu realize that the three of them had already been poisoned when they noticed the change in the fog.

However, the demonic energy in Yan Lu’s body is the most corrosive and destructive force in the world. The hundreds of poisonous miasma that he absorbed into his body were quickly and easily dissipated by his demonic energy.

But Jingwei was different. Even though he was poisoned, he still tried his best to detoxify his daughter. At this moment, the poison might have already penetrated deep into her internal organs.

“Oh, right, the antidote!” Yan Lu quickly took out two glass bottles from his body, which he found in the ashes of the dead. The green bottle was empty, probably because it was the poison that had been used, and there was still some orange liquid in the yellow bottle.

Yan Lu thought about it and dropped a drop into Jingwei’s mouth. The complexion on Jingwei’s face was obviously much better. Seeing this, Yan Lu gave Jingwei the rest of the antidote.

Not long after, Jingwei spat out a mouthful of dark green blood and then fainted.

Yan Lu knew that this was the poison in the other party’s body that was being discharged, so he felt relieved.

In the world of Qin’s Moon, it is easy to dodge an open attack but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark. In addition to various poisons, there are also Yin-Yang spells, Baiyue witchcraft, soul-stealing illusions and other secret methods of killing that are hard to guard against.

Sometimes, it is meaningless to just think about avoiding the problem. Instead of avoiding it blindly, it is better to take the initiative and solve the problem fundamentally.

This is also the truth that Yan Lu realized after killing Duan Shui.

“The current Luowang is far from being as powerful as it was after the Qin Dynasty unified the world. There are only a handful of top-level assassins.”

Yan Lu kept analyzing in his mind: “Perhaps I can take advantage of the conflict between Lu Buwei and Ying Zheng to completely disintegrate Luowang.”

Luowang’s strongest assassin is the “Eight Swords of the King of Yue”!
Among the Eight Swordsmen of the King of Yue in this generation, Jingwei betrayed, Duanshui and Wuliang died at his hands one after another.

There are only five people left: Yanri, Xuanjian, Zhengang, Zhuanpo and Miehun. If we kill these five people and then kill Lu Buwei, the Luowang organization will be destroyed.

“But if this happens, the original plan will have to be changed,” Yan Lu said.

His original idea was to find a safe place and stay there for three years. Once he could master the demonic energy in his body, he would be able to roam the world and do whatever he wanted.

Now it seems that this plan has too many variables and is not proactive enough. More importantly, it runs counter to the demonic growth of the “Invisible Heavenly Demon”.

Maybe, it’s time to make a change.

The carriage continued to move forward for half a day. Jing Wei, who had just woken up, suddenly asked in a panic, “Yan Lu, what happened to Yan Yan?”

Yan Lu picked up Yan Yan and touched her, and found that her skin was burning hot, especially her forehead, which was as hot as a branding iron.

“Yan Yan seems to have a fever.” Yan Lu said uncertainly.

Ever since he mastered his magical powers, he has never suffered from common illnesses like “fever” again.

But Yan Lu knew that in ancient times, fever could sometimes be fatal to a baby.

“How could this happen?” Jingwei asked anxiously.

Generally speaking, breastfed babies rarely get sick. But perhaps due to the influence of the poisonous miasma just now, although the toxins in Yan Yan’s body had been expelled, she still had a fever.

“Don’t worry, as long as you can cool down in time, you will get better soon.” Yan Lu said.

“Fever” is not poisoning, so Yan Lu has no good solution. He can only work with Jingwei to cool the child down physically.

But until the two arrived in Sinzheng, the capital of South Korea, Yan Yan’s fever showed no signs of subsiding.

This made Jingwei extremely anxious. The scene of several people going back and forth between several medical clinics in Xinzheng was also seen by a caring person on a high building.

“Madam, your child seems to be suffering from an acute illness.” A young girl wearing a bright yellow short-sleeved long skirt, an emerald willow leaf-shaped necklace inlaid with white jade beads, with delicate features and starry eyes, appeared in front of Yan Lu and the others.

“That’s right. Can you cure it?” Jingwei asked desperately.

“I can’t do it.” The girl continued, “But my sister is proficient in pharmacology and medicine, maybe she can save her life.”

“Where is your sister?” Jingwei asked.

“Zi Lan Xuan.” The girl pointed to a luxurious high-rise building on the street in Xinzheng.

(End of this chapter)