Chapter 145: Fighting with Fake Elixir
Chapter 145: Fighting with Fake Elixir
The thunderclouds rolled, and Zi Yan Zhenren, holding a purple pearl, was struggling to hold on.
Suddenly!
The ground shook, and a large chunk of the thunderclouds collapsed!
"Opportunity!"
Zi Yan Xian, a loose cultivator, had cultivated to the False Core stage and had countless duels under her belt. Her experience was incredibly vast.
Although she didn't know why the array had collapsed, she seized the opportunity with keen instincts.
"Go!"
She pinched a seal with both hands, forcing out a drop of essence blood.
The purple pearl merged with the essence blood and suddenly emitted a brilliant light, tinged with a hint of blood. It transformed into a blood-feathered purple bird that flew into the thunderclouds, surrounded by countless talismans that suddenly exploded.
Boom!
The thunderclouds scattered, revealing a clear sky stretching for miles without a cloud in sight.
On the peaks of the mountains, the disciples of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect paled, and their essence blood sprayed wildly.
Three more lights of base-building rushed towards Fang Xing with fierce momentum.
They were all clever individuals who didn't want to join the false alchemy battlefield, so they decided to trouble Fang Xing instead.
"Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, I, Zi Yan Zhenren, will definitely repay this debt in the future."
Zi Yan Zhenren had a tall figure and wore a purple dress, her face beautiful yet her words domineering.
"In the future? You probably won't live to see that day."
Elder Zong stood on a four-winged flying serpent, recalling his black blade treasure to protect himself. He stroked his spiritual pet and wore a regretful expression. "I didn't want to use this move, but that damn Liancheng! Even if he doesn't die, I'll have to execute him according to the sect rules when I return!"
As the master of the array, he was well aware of its changes.
He knew that it was the true disciple Liancheng who had caused this trouble by trapping a base-building cultivator in the array.
The crucial issue was that they couldn't kill their opponent, and instead, their opponent found an opportunity to counterattack and destroy a corner of the array.
Otherwise, Zi Yan Zhenren would never have been able to break out, and she would eventually be weakened to death, sparing him from paying a hefty price.
But now, that plan was no longer feasible.
"Little Qing..."
Elder Zong roared and took out a pill from his storage bag, throwing the entire bottle into the mouth of his second-grade, high-grade four-winged flying serpent.
The serpent exerted a little force, shattering the jade bottle. It quickly swallowed the scarlet pill inside.
Hiss!
The four-winged flying serpent let out a long hiss, its scales cracking. A small bump appeared on its head, as if a unicorm was about to burst forth.
When Zi Yan Zhenren saw this, she thought of something: "I heard that Lian Laoguai obtained a great benefit in the Land of Life and Death. He fed his 'Unicorn Serpent,' which has half of the Flood Dragon's bloodline. Could this pill be the 'Dragon Transformation Pill' refined with its blood?"
"Indeed, it is the 'Dragon Transformation Pill.' Although it's a fake, it's enough to temporarily grant my spiritual pet the power of a Flood Dragon."
Elder Zong coldly smiled and pinched a seal with both hands, beginning to chant a curse.
His spiritual power surged, and the fake Core was stimulated to its limit, releasing a terrifying spiritual power fluctuation.
Under him, the four-winged flying serpent, which seemed about to turn into a dragon, twisted its body restlessly...
"Not good, the Spirit Attachment Technique?!"
Zi Yan Zhenren panicked and raised her hand, summoning a talisman.
Countless green thunderbolts raged like green snakes, sweeping towards Elder Zong. It was a third-grade Yimu Shenlei Talisman!
Boom!
The endless thunder light swept over, but it was all blocked by the black long knife treasure.
The green thunderbolts, carrying a power of destruction and vitality beyond description, fell on the black light screen created by the black knife, silently dissipating...
Although this Yimu Shenlei Talisman was of the third rank, the Black Blade was also a third-rank treasure, and Elder Zong was well-prepared, only defending and not attacking, so he blocked it with ease.
Zi Yan Zhenren was also chanting something, seemingly preparing a powerful spell, and she glanced at the 'Purple Millet Pearl' treasure in her hand, sighing inwardly.
Earlier, to break the grand array, she had no choice but to force this low-grade treasure to exert its full power. Now, the 'Purple Millet Pearl' had suffered damage to its origin and had to be stored in her Dantian to recuperate before it could recover.
Using it to clash with the Black Blade treasure wouldn't give her much chance of victory.
At this moment, Elder Zong had already completed his spell. His eyes carried a hint of blood, and a strange smile appeared on his face. "Spirit Attachment Technique!"
This was a secret technique passed down in the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect. Each time it was used, a second-grade dragon-attribute magical beast had to be sacrificed, and its bloodline power had to be extremely rich!
The previous generation's Grand Elder of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was an alchemist who spent half his life creating a fake 'Dragon Transformation Pill' formula. This pill could cause the bloodline power of serpentine dragons and carp-like magical beasts to surge for three hours!
However, refining this pill also required the blood of a second-grade, middle-grade Unicorn Serpent as a catalyst.
That was why Lian Laoguai valued the Ink Jade Serpent so highly—it was for the sake of upgrading his Unicorn Serpent!
Now, as long as the Qilin Snake regularly bled, they could continuously refine fake Dragon Transformation Pills, greatly enhancing the strength of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect's Foundation Establishment and Golden Core cultivators.
As Elder Zong roared, his four-winged flying serpent let out a painful hiss. A unicorn suddenly sprouted from its head.
Then, a layer of blood-colored light burned from its scales.
The enormous second-grade serpentine demon beast instantly turned to ashes, leaving only a dragon-like demon soul that fell into Elder Zong's hand.
Elder Zong looked at the demon soul that resembled a poisonous dragon in his hand, his eyes flashing with a hint of sorrow and reluctance. Then, he pointed at Zi Yan Zhenren and said, "Go!"
The venomous dragon soul shot forward like an arrow, reaching Zi Yan Zhenren in an instant.
Zi Yan Zhenren waved her hand, and a layer of purple crystal stones appeared out of thin air, transforming into a massive shield that guarded her.
The Purple Millet Pearl treasure descended in front of her, unleashing a thick layer of purple light that enveloped her. Countless talismans swam on the light curtain like tadpoles.
Boom!
The arrow transformed from the demon soul easily pierced through the purple crystal stone shield, leaving a hole in the light curtain and shrinking in size by more than half. The demon soul became semi-transparent but still drilled into Zi Yan Zhenren's forehead.
"A Tier 3 technique!"
A layer of black gas surfaced on Zi Yan Zhenren's face, and she spat out a mouthful of essence blood.
The Spirit Attachment Technique, empowered by a demon soul, transformed into a soul-seeking poisonous arrow. Those struck by it would suffer as if their bones were infected!
If it had been Wan Shou Zong Lian Laoguai using this technique, even a Mid Core Formation or even a Late Core Formation cultivator wouldn't dare to take it head-on.
Although Elder Zong was only a Fake Core cultivator, the Spirit Attachment Technique he displayed was indeed a Tier 3 technique, comparable to a genuine Core strike. It severely injured Zi Yan Zhenren!
Moreover, the strange and virulent poison carried by the Venomous Dragon demon soul was continuously corroding Zi Yan Zhenren's physical body, spiritual power, and soul... Even her Fake Core was affected!
Without treatment, she would undoubtedly perish within three days!
"What a Spirit Attachment Technique... It's indeed as rumored, no less formidable than a divine ability."
Zi Yan Zhenren took out a spirit pill and swallowed it, barely suppressing her injuries. Despair began to fill her heart.
"This time, I've sacrificed my spiritual pet, and you will surely die here today."
Elder Zong, riding on his Black Blade treasure, wore a ferocious expression.
Just then, he seemed to sense something and swept his spiritual sense.
He saw that two of the sect's three Foundation Establishment cultivators had their heads blown off by a figure.
The Qi Refining disciples fared even worse, as a silver-white figure chased and slaughtered them one by one.
"Elder Zong, save me!"
The last Foundation Establishment cultivator frantically fled towards Elder Zong while holding a large bell spirit artifact.
He didn't know what was going on. They had only come to kill that early Foundation Establishment cultivator, but a terrifying body cultivator had suddenly emerged from the ground, killing his two companions in the blink of an eye.
Fortunately, the 'Golden Origin Bell' in his hand was a high-grade spirit artifact known for its defensive capabilities and its ability to automatically protect its owner.
Otherwise, he would have been punched to death just now!
'This person is definitely not an ordinary Tier 2 body cultivator... He should be a quasi-Tier 3 body cultivator comparable to a Fake Core cultivator!'
The Wan Shou Sect's Foundation Establishment cultivator felt immense regret.
But the next moment, a figure had already rushed behind him.
The opponent seemed to be able to step on air, possessing unparalleled short-distance acceleration and extremely flexible changes in direction. He completely defied the stereotype of body cultivators being inept at aerial combat!
The Foundation Establishment cultivator shouted while channeling all his spiritual power into the Golden Origin Bell.
The bell continued to grow in size, enveloping him entirely.
Bang! Bang!
Fang Xing's fists and palms struck the surface of the golden bell, accompanied by deafening clangs. The terrifying penetrating and vibrating force fell upon the Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Crack!
The Golden Origin Bell suddenly lost all spiritual power support and shrank into a small golden bell.
A pile of minced meat emerged from within the bell and scattered in the sky.
At this moment, the Xianxia clone had also killed the last Qi Refining disciple and found a place to hide.
A battle between Fake Core cultivators was not something an early Foundation Establishment cultivator could involve himself in.
"Wan Shou Sect's Fake Core... and Zi Yan Zhenren?"
Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, a cold smile on his face. "So it was you two plotting here, but why drag me into it?"
"Bold thief... How dare you slaughter the disciples of my Wan Shou Sect!?”
Elder Zong's eyes widened in fury. "Today, I will not let you off!"
Although Fang Xing's aura resembled that of a mortal, it seemed comical to the two Fake Core cultivators.
How could a mortal possibly fly with their physical body?
Therefore, he must have used a technique to conceal his aura, and judging from his earlier display of immense strength, he was likely a quasi-Tier 3 body cultivator comparable to a Fake Core cultivator.
However, the techniques of a quasi-Tier 3 body cultivator weren't as diverse as those of a Fake Core cultivator, and he would undoubtedly be at a disadvantage in a fight.
Elder Zong was considered a strong Fake Core cultivator, and he was about to have the feat of killing another Fake Core cultivator under his belt. Naturally, he looked down on a quasi-Tier 3 body cultivator even more.
"Die!"
When Elder Zong saw Fang Xing rushing towards him, he immediately pointed at his Black Blade treasure.
The black long knife let out a thunderous roar, and the ghost head on the hilt screamed in a soul-stirring and soul-devouring manner, attacking one's mental fortitude.
Elder Zong knew that body cultivators often had weak mental fortitude, so he specifically targeted this weakness.
Not only that, but the Black Blade treasure also flashed with light, unleashing a torrent of pitch-black wind blades.
Countless black gusts of wind transformed into sharp blades, forming a tornado like a colossal black dragon that swallowed Fang Xing.
Crack!
Under this attack, the nanoprotective suit on Fang Xing's body began to crack, revealing his skin, which looked like it was clad in golden heavy armor.
'With my current physical body, I can't contend against a treasure's main body... But as long as I dodge the treasure's main body, these spells and splashes of damage are like a gentle breeze to me.'
Fang Xing executed the Sky Dancing Step, leaping out of the black tornado and stepping a few times to arrive in front of Elder Zong.
"Impossible..."
Elder Zong's eyes widened in anger. How could this body cultivator not only have an incredibly sturdy sea of consciousness but also possess such agile movements in the air? However, he didn't have time to think anymore.
Two points of golden light flashed in Fang Xing's eyes, and his formidable martial arts will directly collided with this Fake Core cultivator's sea of consciousness, causing him to falter for a moment.
Subsequently, Fang Xing extended three fingers, upon which countless Qi forces converged.
— Xingwu Triple Threat!
— Great Golden Cicada Bodhi Power!
(End of Chapter)
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