Five Tigers Sever the Gate Blade

The sect of the Golden Wheel King was the Vajra School of the Mongolian Esoteric Order, and in "Grand Wuxia," it was one of the great sects sought after by countless players. The Five Fiends of Chuankawa were direct disciples and grand-disciples of the Golden Wheel King, having mastered superior martial arts. They were considered second-tier experts in the martial world, all around level thirty or forty.

Otherwise, they could not have made their way through this violent wind and snow to reach the summit of Mount Hua.

Alone, each was not particularly formidable, but together, they could match even the first-class masters of the martial world.

As the five arrived at the summit, one of them suddenly exclaimed, "Hey! The old beggar's wine gourd!"

It was none other than the wine gourd Hong Qigong had previously tossed aside.

Another of the group spoke with a trembling voice, "He—he's here on Mount Hua?"

The five wore expressions of terror; in recent days, they had been hounded relentlessly by Hong Qigong, running for their lives in utter panic.

The mere sight of Hong Qigong’s wine gourd had frightened them out of their wits, to the point they ignored Xuan Zhi, Tang Xuan, and Yang Guo entirely.

Just then, one of them cried out, "Ah! Isn't that the old beggar himself?"

He stepped forward. Hong Qigong's head and body were covered in a thick layer of snow, as if he had been buried in a white tomb.

The other four followed, examining him closely. It was indeed Hong Qigong!

Moreover, there was no breath from his nose, and his body was icy cold—was he truly dead?

The five were overjoyed, cheering and leaping about wildly, their delight a hundred times greater than if they had stumbled upon some rare treasure.

One of them laughed heartily, "That old beggar tracked me all this way and gave me hell, but it turns out he died right here!"

Another asked suspiciously, "Hong Qigong, that old villain, was a master of martial arts. How could he simply die like this?"

A third replied, "No matter how great your skills, can you escape death? Think about it—how old is that old villain by now?"

Yet another suggested, "Come on, everyone, let's hack at this old villain a few times to vent our anger!"

Without hesitation, the five drew the large sabers from their backs, ready to act.

"Amitabha. Elder Hong was a hero among men—how could you insult him so?"

Seeing the Five Fiends’ intentions, Master Xuan Zhi intoned a Buddhist invocation and stepped forward.

He was well aware that Hong Qigong was not truly dead—his inner strength was so refined that, in sleep, he could draw all his heat inward and appear as lifeless as a corpse. Such internal mastery was astounding and enviable.

Entrusted by Hong Qigong to watch over him during his slumber, Xuan Zhi would never allow the Five Fiends to act so brazenly.

Blocked, the Five Fiends' faces all changed. One of them barked, "Bald scoundrel, if you want to die, stay right there!"

Another warned, "Careful. In this kind of weather, anyone able to reach the peak of Mount Hua is no ordinary man."

"This is between us and the old beggar—mind your own business!" another declared.

Master Xuan Zhi took two steps forward, shook his head, and recited another Buddhist invocation, his stance resolute.

"Courting death, bald monk!" shouted the most aggressive of the Five Fiends, swinging his blade with a swift arc.

How could Master Xuan Zhi, a martial master, possibly be injured by such an attack? With a shift of his stance, he easily avoided the blow.

Once more, the Five Fiends' faces changed. One of them cried, "This monk is no weakling! All together, now!"

Without delay, the five attacked as one, each displaying his saber techniques, besieging Master Xuan Zhi.

If the Five Fiends focused their assault on a single target, even a top-tier master like Master Xuan Zhi would have to be cautious.

But he was not alone.

"How impudent!"

Tang Xuan snorted coldly, withdrew the Tiger Fang Blade from his inventory, and stepped forward.

Against these second-rate experts in their thirties and forties, his martial skills were superior by far. Even the level thirty boss, the Black Wind Stronghold's second-in-command, had fallen easily to him.

Though the Five Fiends were a few levels higher than the Black Wind Stronghold's third-in-command, they were still within the thirty to forty range—not on par with the first-class experts of level forty or fifty.

Clang!

With a single stroke, Tang Xuan drove one of the Fiends back, then swung his blade again.

This was the third Fiend of the group, who felt his hand go numb from the force, nearly losing his grip on his weapon—the opponent’s internal energy and strength were leagues above his own!

Tang Xuan struck again.

The third Fiend raised his saber to parry, but under the enormous force, his weapon went flying from his grasp.

Tang Xuan delivered another slash.

The blade flashed, striking straight at the neck—a fatal blow!

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Critical damage!

Tang Xuan killed his target instantly.

[You have slain a level 36 elite monster: the Third Fiend of Chuankawa. Gained 2880 experience.]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the Yanbei Saber (Green).]

On the other side, Master Xuan Zhi revealed his martial prowess, easily gaining the upper hand over his opponents.

Yang Guo, too, had joined the fray, battling one of the remaining Fiends.

Ordinarily, if all five attacked together, even Yang Guo—whose skills now approached those of a first-class master—would struggle against their combined assault.

But in single combat, especially having cultivated the Nine Yin Manual, he could easily triumph, though his attacks were far less merciless than Tang Xuan’s.

Tang Xuan, blade in hand, struck again. The Five Fiends, already on the defensive, were quickly dispatched one after another.

[You have slain a level 35 elite monster: the Fourth Fiend of Chuankawa. Gained 2800 experience.]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the Yanbei Saber (Green).]

[You have slain a level 38 elite monster: the Second Fiend of Chuankawa. Gained 3040 experience.]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the Yanbei Saber (Green).]

[You have slain a level 39 elite monster: the Chief Fiend of Chuankawa. Gained 3120 experience.]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the Yanbei Saber (Green).]

[You have slain a level 34 elite monster: the Fifth Fiend of Chuankawa. Gained 2720 experience.]

[Congratulations, you have obtained the Yanbei Saber (Green).]

[Congratulations, you have slain the ‘Five Fiends of Chuankawa’. Reward: Five Tiger Gate-Sundering Saber Technique (Grade Four).]

Tang Xuan was slightly taken aback. The Five Fiends of Chuankawa, as elite bosses in the thirty-plus level range, each dropped a green Yanbei Saber but no martial arts skills.

He had not expected that slaying the ‘Five Fiends of Chuankawa’ would yield such a reward.

Five Tiger Gate-Sundering Saber Technique, a grade four saber art?

He opened the reward.

[Five Tiger Gate-Sundering Saber Technique (Grade Four Saber Art)]

[The supreme skill of the Qin Family Stronghold, created by a master Qin Gongwang. The complete saber art consists of sixty-four moves, each more powerful than the last.]

[Attack power increased by 22%. Each use consumes 10 points of inner energy, and each subsequent move increases attack power by 1%. Requires a saber-type weapon.]