NOVEL NEXT Chapter 6: Chapter 6: Who Are You Calling a Broken Sword?
"Today, I must make a name for myself."
In the back hall, several martial artists were already sharpening their weapons with fierce determination.
Ye Lan was also swinging the Blood-drinking Sword, though his technique was rather poor, leaving Ye Fan speechless.
"This guy... I wonder if he can even kill someone, or if he'll just end up getting himself killed."
Ye Fan muttered to himself.
The Violent Tiger Mercenary Group and the Shadow Mercenary Group were sworn enemies.
In Tianlang City, neither group was willing to back down.
Their rivalry extended to mission disputes and territorial conflicts.
Over the past year, many had died due to these clashes between the two mercenary groups.
Night fell quickly.
The territory of the Shadow Mercenary Group was brightly lit.
Many brawny men were drinking in the courtyard, bottles of liquor in hand.
A man stealthily added a packet of powder to the liquor before bringing it out.
The members of the Shadow Mercenary Group, deep in their drinks, paid no attention and eagerly grabbed the bottles, drinking without hesitation.
"That bastard Zhang Hu tried to steal our mission again today. He's as good as dead."
"Hmph, the Violent Tiger Mercenary Group won't be strutting around for long. We'll kill them all eventually."
The men cursed as they drank.
"Something's wrong with this liquor."
The leader of the Shadow Mercenary Group, Sun Youran, suddenly frowned, sensing something amiss.
"Boss, the liquor tastes fine. What's the problem?"
One of the mercenaries asked curiously.
"Is this... the Source-Blocking Powder!?"
Sun Youran's frown deepened.
Source energy was the power within martial artists' bodies in this world.
This Source-Blocking Powder could prevent martial artists from using their energy!
For a third-rank martial artist like him, this was a major problem.
It meant he couldn't use his martial skills!
"Who brought the liquor!?"
Sun Youran shouted angrily.
Everyone in the courtyard turned to look at him, their laughter dying down.
"What's wrong, boss?"
"Check if you can use your Source energy!"
Sun Youran said coldly, his expression growing darker.
"No need to check. You can't use it."
A voice rang out from the entrance.
Everyone turned in shock to see Zhang Hu leading the Violent Tiger Mercenary Group through the gate.
"Zhang Hu."
Sun Youran's face darkened as he saw Zhang Hu and his men.
A terrible feeling gripped him.
"It's the Violent Tiger Mercenary Group!"
"Damn it! Those bastards have some nerve, coming here!"
The Shadow Mercenary Group members cursed, reaching for their weapons.
But then they realized their energy wasn't responding!
Remembering what their leader had just said, their faces turned pale, and panic set in.
Martial artists relied on Source energy to enhance their strength and use martial skills. Without it, their power was greatly diminished.
"Zhang Kuang was in charge of the liquor!"
One of the Shadow Mercenary Group members shouted.
But they quickly noticed that Zhang Kuang was nowhere to be seen!
"That traitor!"
"Curse him!"
No matter how much they cursed, it couldn't change the fact that they had been drugged.
And now, the Violent Tiger Mercenary Group had arrived at their doorstep!
"From today, the Shadow Mercenary Group will be history."
Zhang Hu drew his longsword, a sinister smile on his face.
His men all drew their weapons as well.
"It's time to prove myself."
Ye Lan gripped the Blood-drinking Sword tightly.
"Looks like there will be bloodshed. I just hope this kid can manage to kill someone," Ye Fan thought, watching the scene unfold.
From what he had seen, his current sword master was rather weak.
"Zhang Hu, are you sure you want to suffer mutual destruction?"
Sun Youran tightened his grip on his weapon, his expression grim.
Without Source energy, his strength was halved.
This was bad.
"Mutual destruction? We're here to slaughter all of you!"
"Kill!"
Zhang Hu raised his longsword and charged forward with a roar.
"Kill!"
The rest of the Violent Tiger Mercenary Group surged forward as well!
The members of the Shadow Mercenary Group, though unable to use their energy, still had their fighting spirit.
The two groups clashed fiercely.
Kill!
Ye Lan, positioned at the back, took the opportunity to strike, driving his sword through a man who was already engaged with another martial artist.
[Absorbed vital blood of a first-rank martial artist, gained 0.1 Energy Point]
[Absorbed vital blood of a first-rank martial artist, gained 0.1 Energy Point]
...
As the system notifications appeared, Ye Fan felt a warmth, as if he were drinking hot water.
Ye Lan pulled the sword out of the man's body and immediately thrust it into his head.
[Killed a first-rank martial artist, gained 100 Evolution Points]
"This kid's swordsmanship isn't great, but he's ruthless," Ye Fan thought, watching as his sword master killed the man.
The Violent Tiger Mercenary Group was ruthless. It seemed they were intent on wiping out the Shadow Mercenary Group.
At that moment, the Blood-drinking Sword emitted a faint malevolent aura.
This aura influenced Ye Lan, amplifying his bloodlust.
Consumed by his desire to kill, Ye Lan continued to attack the nearby martial artists with the Blood-drinking Sword.
The sword was incredibly sharp, slicing off a man's arm in one swift motion.
The blood splattered on the blade was quickly absorbed by the sword, making it even sharper and emitting a cold, eerie light.
"This sword... something's not right."
Ye Lan muttered, a look of surprise in his eyes as he noticed the change in the sword.
"Die!"
A martial artist swung his longsword at Ye Lan.
Clang—
Ye Lan instinctively blocked the strike with the Blood-drinking Sword, but the impact forced him back several steps.
"A broken sword dares to kill my men from the Shadow Mercenary Group!"
The burly man snarled, raising his sword for another strike.
"Damn it! Who are you calling a broken sword!"
Ye Fan couldn't hold back his anger.
He was not about to let someone insult him like that!
With a thought, Ye Fan caused the sword to tremble slightly.