Qisha, King-Grade Constitution!

Qisha's pupils constricted. He had not expected Li Guanqi to be so decisive and ruthless in slaughter. Even when threatened by Chen Tianhua, he had remained completely unmoved. His estimation of Li Guanqi rose even higher. Having finished all that, Lin Wujiu suddenly turned his gaze upon Qisha. Qisha frowned slightly, his grip on his saber tightening a fraction. "Brother Li, should we get rid of him?" Qisha's heart sank. In their present predicament... Facing either Lin Wujiu or Li Guanqi alone, he had no chance of winning. The hidden strength of both men was simply too terrifying—so formidable that he was no match for them at all. Let alone the two of them joining hands. If they joined forces, his only option would be to run. Curiously, Li Guanqi shook his head slightly. For reasons he could not explain, he had always felt an inexplicable connection with Qisha. He could not articulate it clearly, yet deep down, he felt they should not be enemies. Li Guanqi pondered for a moment, then looked toward Qisha and spoke with a touch of uncertainty. "Could it be that you cultivate... the Purgatory Path among the Six Paths of Reincarnation?" Qisha's mind shook. That was his secret—something he had never mentioned to anyone! "How... how do you know that?" Seeing his reaction, Li Guanqi nodded slightly. *No wonder...* The weapon refiner who forged this sword was likely the very same person who crafted the Rakshasa Ghost Mask. Yet this sword was clearly of an even higher grade. He even suspected the swordsmith might have died because of it. No wonder Qisha had been so eager to try for it. Li Guanqi looked at Qisha and spoke softly. "I'll give you a chance to try. If you fail, you'll have to step aside and yield it to me. Deal?" Qisha frowned in confusion. "We don't even know each other. Why let me try? Wouldn't it be simpler to just kill me?" Li Guanqi slowly removed his mask, revealing a handsome, pale face. "We didn't know each other before, true. But... isn't that how friendships begin—with a fight?" "Besides... back when we were discussing matters among the ruins, hadn't you already grown suspicious of me? You just chose not to expose me." A flicker of admiration and surprise flashed through the depths of Qisha's eyes. He had not expected the other man to have noticed so long ago. Qisha took a deep breath. Though trusting others was exceedingly difficult for him, in their current situation, walking away without trying would leave him with bitter regret. He could sense the sword harbored an immensely powerful aura of the Purgatory Path. If he could obtain this power, breaking through to the Heavenly Immortal realm would be just around the corner. Lin Wujiu curled his lip, leaning against the nearby rubble as he muttered, "I made this whole trip for nothing. Didn't get a single damn benefit." "That sword really is something, though—just a bit too sinister..." Li Guanqi casually tossed over a flask of wine and chuckled. "Then why don't you just yield it to me?" Lin Wujiu straightened with a stern look, tilting his head back to take a swig. "No way in hell. Even real brothers keep clear accounts! I'm going to try my luck in a bit too." Li Guanqi thought it over, then frowned and said gravely, "I'd advise you not to try. It's far too dangerous." Hearing this, Lin Wujiu's brows knitted. He was certain Li Guanqi wouldn't say such a thing just because he wanted the sword for himself. "Why?" Li Guanqi said nothing. He simply held up the Rakshasa Ghost Mask and offered it to him. Just as Lin Wujiu reached out to take it— Suddenly! Flesh squirmed across the back of the mask, and countless thread-like tentacles erupted, flailing wildly! An evil, icy aura burst forth with tremendous force. Lin Wujiu went rigid, chills gripping him from head to toe as if plunged into an icy abyss! Li Guanqi pulled the mask back. Lin Wujiu braced both hands on his knees, panting heavily. His pupils trembled, filled with sheer shock. His throat bobbed, and in horrified murmurs he gasped, "What... what the hell is that?! Such a terrifying aura!!" Li Guanqi said softly, "Two of the legendary Six Paths of Reincarnation: the Purgatory Path and the Asura Path." Lin Wujiu's brows knit tight. Straightening up, he looked at Li Guanqi with even greater astonishment in his heart. Li Guanqi had actually subdued such a horrifying object! No wonder he was determined to claim that sword; clearly, these two immortal artifacts belonged together. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Lin Wujiu shook his head with a bitter laugh. "You're a real goddamn monster..." Still, Lin Wujiu stiffened his neck and said, "Even so, I still want to try! Otherwise, I won't accept it! You can't just walk away with all the spoils." Li Guanqi shrugged, took out a storage ring, and smiled. "I gathered quite a lot of immortal ores. Want to pick some out?" Lin Wujiu narrowed his eyes, saying with utmost wariness, "If I take them, does that mean you won't let me touch the sword?" "You shameless bastard..." If outsiders saw the two of them bantering like this, not in a million years would they believe the young master of the Lin family possessed such a side. In contrast, Qisha wore a stern, solemn expression. The barrier around him was rock-solid; even if Li Guanqi suddenly lashed out, he would have time to react. Taking a deep breath, a remarkably peculiar and terrifying aura erupted from within Qisha! Strands of black smoke curled from the tattoo on his neck, eerie and unsettling. Li Guanqi's eyes narrowed slightly as he turned toward Qisha. "Is this... a special constitution?" *Crash!* The wine flask in Lin Wujiu's hand smashed to the ground! Dazed, he stared at the figure in midair, his eyes flickering with astonishment. After quite some time, he let out a sigh. Seeing this, Li Guanqi frowned and asked, "What is it?" Lin Wujiu pulled out another flask of wine and chugged a mouthful, then rolled his eyes and leaned back against the stone wall. Looking at Li Guanqi, then back at Qisha, he said, utterly speechless, "This guy... possesses a King Body!" "Those characters reading 'Qisha' aren't a tattoo. Most likely, they're the external manifestation of his King's Mark." At this point, he frowned and looked at Li Guanqi. "You couldn't sense it?" "Don't you possess a special constitution as well?" Li Guanqi was thoroughly shaken inwardly. He had not anticipated that Qisha was this formidable. A King-grade constitution... No wonder... As for Lin Wujiu, catching Li Guanqi's gaze, he couldn't help but shrug. "Why are you looking at me? What's inside me isn't a special constitution—it's bloodline power." "Can't help it. My ancestors did well for themselves and produced an Immortal Monarch. My bloodline atavistically awakened, but my body can't handle it yet, so it had to be sealed." Li Guanqi laughed. "I didn't even ask, and you spilled it all on your own." Lin Wujiu gave an indifferent shrug. "My little secret isn't exactly classified in Qinzhou. If you know, you know." At this moment, Li Guanqi raised a finger to his lips, signaling silence. Lin Wujiu shrugged and, clutching his sword, transmitted his voice in a low whisper: *How did you get to know him?* Li Guanqi smiled and replied via voice transmission: *In a tavern, when I suddenly sensed an expert nearby. Would you believe that?* *If I didn't know you, I'd swear you were lying through your teeth...* Just as Lin Wujiu finished speaking, Qisha reached out and gripped the sword with sudden force! *Boom!* In merely an instant, Qisha's pupils were gradually corroded. His arm was entirely wrapped in black smoke, his hand clenching the sword hilt in a death grip! An inexplicably immense aura erupted from within him! His long hair whipped wildly, and his black robes flapped with violent snaps. At this moment, Qisha exuded a suffocating pressure! Li Guanqi's eyes narrowed into slits as he murmured silently to himself, *Is this the power of the Purgatory Path... How formidable!* *Crack! Crack, crack, crack!* A series of crisp snapping sounds slowly echoed out... Veins bulged along the arms of the vacant, hollow-eyed Qisha, and the longsword was actually drawn one inch out from the stone pillar!