From Sword to Slaughter: Evolution

[Host energy levels detected below 100 points]

"Damn it!"

Hearing this notification, Ye Fan cursed in frustration.

At this crucial moment, his energy had depleted.

"Forget it, I'll let Lin Luoluo finish him off next time."

Though it felt like a missed opportunity, Ye Fan had no better solution. If he pursued Spay Tarré now, there was a high chance his energy would run out mid-flight, leaving him helpless.

At least Lin Luoluo was still a decent wielder, reminding Ye Fan of a stronger version of Lin San.

At this point, Soul Sever began to tremble and then plummeted from the sky.

Seeing the sword fall, Lin Luoluo, despite her exhaustion, struggled to walk over to it.

"Soul Sever?"

She looked down at the sword lying on the ground, her voice soft with curiosity.

"Calling me won't help. You can't hear me anyway," Ye Fan muttered, feeling slightly annoyed.

Lin Luoluo examined the sword for a moment before picking it up.

"Could it be that Soul Sever is developing a sword spirit...?" she murmured, recalling everything that had just happened.

As she gripped Soul Sever, she could clearly feel that her absorption of the surrounding energy had accelerated.

"I need to leave quickly," she whispered to herself.

With a bit of her strength recovered, she immediately began moving away from the scene.

...

"Damn it…"

Back in the city lord's mansion, Spay Tarré had returned. Alone in his chamber, he was panting heavily, his face pale.

The recent battle had left him severely wounded, his clothing soaked in blood.

He tore his clothes off, revealing a body covered in sword wounds. If he hadn't reacted quickly, ensuring the strikes weren't fatal, he would have died under Soul Sever's relentless assault.

"Damn Soul Sever! I swear I'll destroy that sword!" he growled through gritted teeth, his face twisted in rage.

But his words stirred his injuries, causing a surge of pain that made him grimace.

He quickly took out a special medicinal powder and applied it to his wounds.

...

Meanwhile, Lin Luoluo, holding Soul Sever, had reached the top of a mountain.

She, too, was out of breath, her face pale from the intense exertion. The damage she had caused earlier was immense, both to her enemies and herself.

From her vantage point, she scanned the area. Seeing no beasts or martial artists in the vicinity, she finally allowed herself a sigh of relief.

At least for now, it seemed no one would be chasing after her.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, she activated her storage ring, retrieving a large number of source stones.

She began absorbing the energy from the stones.

With the amplification of her [All Attribute Enhancement], her absorption rate was significantly faster than normal.

As the energy flowed into her body, she directed some of it into Soul Sever, allowing the sword to release healing energy back into her, speeding up the recovery of her injuries.

...

By the time the sun rose the next morning, Lin Luoluo was slowly opening her eyes.

Whoosh—

She exhaled deeply, releasing a cloud of stale air. While her entire body still ached, her strength had returned!

The source stones she had used were completely drained of energy.

Moreover, during her time recovering, she had discovered a large supply of additional source stones in the storage ring she took from the ninth-tier martial artist, Qiu Tianqiu.

She pulled them out, continuing to absorb their energy.

For now, this area seemed safe enough, and she wanted to restore herself completely.

After several days of cultivation, not only had her strength fully returned, but she had also made notable progress.

She was no longer at the initial stage of the eighth tier.

"It's time to leave."

She sheathed Soul Sever and prepared to depart.

Meanwhile, the city of Spay was in turmoil following the recent events.

"Useless!"

"How could you let the entire slave camp escape?"

In the city lord's mansion, a richly dressed man bellowed angrily.

"It's my fault, Lord General. I await your punishment," Spay Tarré knelt on the ground, his voice filled with deference.

Cold sweat dripped from his forehead. The incident had escalated beyond his control.

First, the ninth-tier guard captain had been killed. Then Yang Feng, a direct heir of the Yang family, was also slain.

To make matters worse, the culprit had not been captured, and the slave camp had been overrun, with the entire northern gate of Spay City destroyed.

Just thinking about it gave Spay Tarré a headache.

And he still hadn't caught that woman.

He had barely escaped with his life, nearly slain by a mere sword.

"Punishing you won't help anything."

"Killing you would only cost us a Martial Master," the man referred to as the general snorted coldly.

His name was Besnor, and he was a general of the Dilong Empire. His strength was unparalleled, even among Martial Masters.

"I'm curious about that sword. Is it really as remarkable as you claim?" Besnor glanced at Spay Tarré, speaking thoughtfully.

He had listened to Spay Tarré's account and was intrigued.

Spay Tarré had recounted the events honestly, without omission.

"Yes, that sword has a consciousness of its own."

"If it weren't for that, I would have captured the woman."

Spay Tarré's voice was filled with regret.

He couldn't understand how the sword had suddenly gained autonomy.

"Could it be that the sword spirit awakened during your battle?" Besnor mused.

"Stand up."

As he spoke, he gave Spay Tarré a sideways glance.

"Thank you, General," Spay Tarré said, relieved as he rose to his feet.

At least the general wasn't going to punish him now.

"I'm very interested in that sword."

"Tell me everything you know about it," Besnor ordered, his eyes fixed on Spay Tarré.

"Yes, sir."

Spay Tarré nodded without hesitation.

...

Meanwhile, Lin Luoluo continued her journey, heading toward another major city of the Dilong Empire—Thunder Leopard City.

The gates of Thunder Leopard City were adorned with a massive statue of a Thunder Leopard.

The Thunder Leopard was a Beast King-level creature, equivalent to a human Martial King.

It had once terrorized the region until powerful warriors had slain it, establishing the city in its place.

Thunder Leopard City was home to many shops that sold high-level martial techniques.

And high-level martial techniques were exactly what Lin Luoluo needed.