Supreme Emperor of Swords

Chapter 463 - A Magic Doll of Scapegoat

Chapter 463 A Magic Doll of Scapegoat

“This time I was careless... However, the next time I meet you, he he, you will know how the name Scar of Heaven came about... Hahaha, boy, now that I recall, since you chose to fight against the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect, I will never let you leave the Sage Battlefield alive! We’ll meet again!”

Ning Huxiao laughed in a queer manner, and his figure gradually became dim in the void.

It was like a shadow melting and breaking.

Ding Hao frowned slightly, with a look of doubt in his eyes.

Did the guy escape? Just then, he used the magic power of “One Thousand Meters within One Thought” and set up a suspicious formation as well. With a saber Qi remaining on the left side, a suspicious formation was set up and it was activated one moment later. When Ning Huxiao dodged, he displayed the Seven Black Cut—Horizontal Cutting on the right side and cut Ning Huxiao...

That was a battle in which he did his best with the super master. His fighting skills did work effectively, but why did Ning Huxiao not die when he was cut off at the waist?

He took a look around.

Ding Hao suddenly saw a broken ceramic doll on the ground where Ning Huxiao disappeared.

A faint breath was released from the ceramic doll, which Ding Hao clearly grasped.

“Is that... the power of rules?” Ding Hao suddenly felt shocked.

It was shocking to see that a little ceramic doll had some power of rules attached to it.

In the Land of Infinity, only those who were at the top of the martial arts could know how to use the power of rules. Even the most powerful masters at the Martial Emperor and the Grand Martial Emperor levels, before the rules, they were only regarded as toddlers, and could only learn gradually. The Heaven-Earth Blood Bone contained magic, because it was related to the rules a little. If the rules were divided specifically, the Heaven-Earth Blood Bone was not regarded as the real rule. Only the supreme at the God of War level from Mysterious Frost in the Northern Region could use the power of rules within a certain range.

The rule was the master.

Before the real rules, any supernatural combat skill was childish.

Unexpectedly Ning Huxiao, a young man, had gotten an object related to a little rule. Although it was extremely weak, it was shocking enough.

“I heard that in the early years, Ning Huxiao went into an immortal relic by mistake. Nobody knows what extraordinary things he got from it. Therefore, he became well-known. In the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect, he rose up and was fully trained by the Sect. It was said that he had a Magic Doll of Scapegoat. When his blood essence was dripped into it, the doll could die for him once. It was supposed to be a false story. In the world there is such an incredible thing. Now it seems that it’s true...”

Qin Keyi, who had kept silent, spoke all of a sudden.

“The Magic Doll of Scapegoat?”

Ding Hao nodded, and so it was.

Ning Huxiao was also a man with great opportunities and luck. He found such a magic thing by entering an immortal site by mistake, which contained the power of rules, and so he achieved the reputation of “Scar of Heaven.” It could be thought that he made a great achievement when he was still young.

Unfortunately, he was still shortsighted after all. If such a magic thing was really only used to die for him, he was just wasting God’s gifts recklessly. The power of rules contained in it was the most important treasure. If he kept it with him, refining and attaining a thorough understanding of it, it might play an incredibly promoting role in his Martial Arts cultivation path.

Ding Hao picked up the broken ceramic doll.

The very subtle power of rules was moving inside the doll. Unfortunately, it died once for Ning Huxiao, so it was almost too weak to be examined. If Ding Hao’s “Mind Essential” had not reached the realm of “A World inside the Body,” his insight and sense wouldn’t have been sharp enough that he wouldn’t have perceived the last little power of rules.

Carefully collecting those ceramic pieces, Ding Hao placed them in the storage ring.

“Go and see if any other people from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect survived in the ancient military station. Kill them all!” Ding Hao looked at Qin Keyi and told him with an irresistible tone.

“Good,” Qin Keyi said very simply.

He understood what Ding Hao meant.

What happened there that day should not be leaked to the outside world, or it would make the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect become crazy. Even Ding Hao would be afraid of it at that time; it would be very troublesome, given that sword cultivators were like wasps—one of them was killed, which meant that their nest had been poked. The endless entanglement would make Ding Hao feel a headache.

At that time, beside Ding Hao’s gentle senior martial sister and Ning Huxiao, Qin Keyi was the only one who knew the truth.

Qin Keyi was not a fool.

He was sure that Ding Hao was determined to kill Ning Huxiao before the half-a-year appointment approached. His senior martial sister was definitely trusted by him. So only he as an outsider was a hidden danger.

Ding Hao asked him to have a look and kill survivors of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect; he wanted him to show his loyalty.

If his hands were stained with the blood of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect’s disciples, he would have burnt his bridges. Even if he wanted to denounce Ding Hao to the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect, it would be impossible for him to do so.

In fact, before that, he was worried that Ding Hao would kill him.

So, when Ding Hao asked him to do such a thing, he immediately agreed.

...

Seeing Qin Keyi’s back disappear, Ding Hao sighed a little. He was still a little soft hearted after all. The right choice was to kill that outsider with one sword strike to completely keep what had happened confidential. Unfortunately, he couldn’t—like many indigenous martial artists in the world—completely disregard human lives.

Putting away the Heaven Sword and the Moon-Cutting Machete, Ding Hao went to help Ximen Qianxue.

At that time, Ding Hao’s facial expressions suddenly became gentle, as if he had changed into another person. He said softly, “This place is good and relatively safe. Maybe we should stay here for a while. Don’t worry, senior martial sister. I will certainly cure your injury and help you restore your strength.”

Ximen Qianxue smiled and didn’t speak.

Just putting her head on Ding Hao’s shoulder, she soon fell asleep again.

After so long, she was really tired.

Since entering the Sage Battlefield, for the first time, she didn’t have to worry about herself. For the first time, she felt safe and reassured. Ding Hao’s smile made her feel warm. She abandoned all her reserve and hesitation, and lay in the arms of that little man quietly. It was better to have a good sleep, even if she would sleep forever and never wake up.

Ding Hao couldn’t bear to disturb her.

Gently holding the weak girl, Ding Hao left the battlefield step by step and went down the stone steps to the main hall of the ancient military city.

That used to be the residence of Ning Huxiao. It was arranged in a very luxurious way. In the main hall, there was a bright light burning. It was warm and comfortable. All kinds of restrictions were cancelled by Ding Hao’s consciousness. All of them were broken. When he reached the dormitory on the back hall, Ding Hao used his self-made hide carpet and quilt to replace the previous blanket. Then he gently laid Ximen Qianxue on the bed.

The girl was still sleeping soundly, with a sweet smile on her lips, as pure as a baby.

Ding Hao got up and arranged the inscriptions of Chinese characters around the hall.

He arranged them carefully, and even inserted some primordial inscriptions that he had just comprehended, which turned the hall into a fortress with iron walls, so that it was strong enough to ensure that even a powerful man in the Seven-apertured Martial King Realm could not enter within 30 minutes.

After Ding Hao had done all the preparations, Ximen Qianxue was still sleeping quietly.

Qin Keyi’s voice came from outside the hall.

Ding Hao went out and saw the young gentleman with a long sword stained with blood in his hand. He respectfully said to Ding Hao, “I killed the remaining thirteen disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect, and no one escaped!”

It was really bad luck for those disciples of the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect.

They were so confident, since they had Ning Huxiao, that when other companions went to solve the intruding incident in the underground water dungeon, they still patrolled the ancient military station as usual. They never dreamed that more than 30 of their peers and Ning Xiaohu, the first genius of the Sect would be defeated on the first day. After Ning Huxiao fled, he didn’t inform those peers, plus the suppression power of the primordial inscription in the ancient military station, they failed to have an insight into what had happened with their consciousness. So when Qin Keyi went to kill them, they didn’t realize that the disaster was approaching and they were killed one by one.

Qin Keyi finally vented his grievance mercilessly.

Those days, he was caught by the people from the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect, and he had suffered a lot. As a responsive genius in the outside world, he had never been abused. Therefore, he also hated those thugs hard. Ding Hao’s strength injected into his body relieved the suppression of the primordial inscriptions. His strength recovered by 70-80%. For those disciples in the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect who were suppressed to the level of the Great Martial Mentor Realm, like chopping melons and cutting vegetables, he killed them without any mercy.

Ding Hao nodded, then looked over Qin Keyi and his gaze fell on the figure following him.

Qin Keyi quickly explained, “This man... he said that he was your agent.”

“My agent?” It made Ding Hao freeze on the spot. “That guy should be embarrassed to bring it up.”

Because the man was Ai Qing, who was beaten hard by Tian Neng.

“My Lord, my Lord, I really am your agent. I didn’t betray you. I really didn’t, but Ning Huxiao is so cunning. He asked Duan De casually, and got to know that there might be something wrong with the underground water dungeon, so he took someone to deal with you... I was also locked up by them, so I couldn’t inform you in time...” At that time, Ai Qing had completely given up all postures and knelt on the ground. He looked like an obedient dog who saw his master and swore, “I swear, what I said is all true. If there’s half a lie, there will be no place to bury me after I die. My lord, please don’t kill me. For the sake of the map of the water dungeon that I had gifted to you...”

“Was that the so-called sword cultivator in the Sword Province?”

Ding Hao shook his head in disappointment, “OK, get up. I believe what you said.”

Ai Qing shouldn’t have lied.

Because the restriction was still in his brain, and he was beaten black and blue. In his body, there was the restriction made by the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect, which sealed all his skills. It seemed that after being discovered as a traitor, he was put to torture and then was temporarily shut up.

That guy was really lucky.

He wasn’t killed in such a manner.

Ai Qing stood up with a flattering smile and a sigh of relief.

“Now, shouldn’t you be honest? Tell me, what kind of secret plan does the Heaven-Splitting Swordsmanship Sect have?” Ding Hao looked at him with a faint smile, saying, “Don’t use words like ‘don’t know’ to try to bring me down, or you will know the consequences.”

Ai Qing was in a cold sweat.

He did know it.

The thing was, he had deliberately withheld that information from Ding Hao.