Using Entries To Cultivate Immortality In Chaotic Times Chapter 74: "Did I ever say that Sword Cultivators are weaker than Spell Cultivators?" - Novel Cool

Chapter 74: "Did I ever say that Sword Cultivators are weaker than Spell Cultivators?"

Chapter 74: "Did I ever say that Sword Cultivators are weaker than Spell Cultivators?"

Moreover, this Longsword Spirit Treasure doesn't provide any enhancement for Spell Cultivators.

There are Spirit Treasures that are specifically tailored for Spell Cultivators, offering various benefits.

For instance, they can increase the power of spells, reduce spirit energy consumption, extend spell range, or even allow the caster to ignore the need for incantations.

For a foundational spell like the Lightning Summoning Art, there's no need for any incantations; it's an instant-cast spell. However, more complex and powerful spells require the caster to recite incantations.

Some even require the caster to perform intricate hand seals.

That's when things get complicated. In such cases, having a Spirit Treasure that allows the caster to ignore incantations would significantly enhance their capabilities.

However, he still believes that in most situations, the Lightning Summoning Art is more practical. Although it's only a mid-tier Foundation Establishment spell, its instant-cast nature allows him to unleash multiple strikes with power comparable to high-level spells.

Of course, he needs to acquire some advanced spells as well.

Currently, his offensive options are too limited. What if he encounters an entry that is immune to all lightning-based spells? He would be left helpless.

"I need to find more offensive methods."

"And some life-saving techniques."

"That Ten Thousand Demons' escape technique is impressive; I should learn one like that."

"And some more Spirit Treasures suitable for Spell Cultivators."

"I still need..."

Chen Qiu stood in place, twiddling his thumb, feeling a bit overwhelmed. It seemed like he had a lot on his plate, and just then, Fat Dragon and the others returned, carrying a large number of Storage Bags and Storage Rings.

"Qiyou, all the spoils of war are here."

"But Qiyou, you were a bit ruthless. Many Storage Bags and Rings were shattered, and only these remained. The Demon Clan Cultivators instinctively protected these bags with their lives, allowing them to survive."

"I have to admit, they were decent people."

"There aren't many intact Spirit Treasures, but there are some that were damaged to a lesser extent. Scholar says these can still be sold for some Spirit Stones."

"Mhm."

Chen Qiu's expression grew complex as he looked at Fat Dragon, whose face was beaming with joy. Ever since he witnessed the 'Yin-Yang Reversal' entry, he found it hard to look at Fat Dragon directly.

Who would join the Flower Offering Sect?

It's a dual cultivation sect. If you willingly join, it's likely because you have an entry suitable for their cultivation style.

It's possible that someone there possesses the 'Yin-Yang Reversal' entry.

After all, it's just a green-tier entry, not exactly rare.

"Qiyou, what's wrong?"

"Your eyes seem a bit strange."

"Nothing."

Chen Qiu shook his head silently, deciding to keep this to himself to protect Fat Dragon's cultivation path. As long as he didn't know, he wouldn't be affected.

He had initially thought there wouldn't be many spoils, but there were more than he expected.

Wait a moment!

He suddenly remembered something. During the Demon Clan invasion, the head of Ask Heaven Market had fled, leaving the market unguarded. Most likely, the vendors had also run away. Now was the perfect time to go!

"Let's go, Scholar!"

Chen Qiu didn't even inspect the contents of the Storage Bags; he just grabbed Scholar and set off for Ask Heaven Market.

The words left by the Seventeenth Sect Master of Mock Heaven Sect were absolutely true.

Sword Cultivators are indeed powerful.

At the very least, when it comes to traveling, Spell Cultivators would be exhausted to death, and even nine oxen couldn't keep up with a Sword Cultivator. In terms of speed, Sword Cultivators are undoubtedly the fastest in the world!

Before their departure, Scholar seemed to sense Chen Qiu's misunderstanding about Sword Cultivators and couldn't help but explain, "Qiyou, Sword Cultivators don't just wield their swords in close combat with enemies."

"After entering the Golden Core stage."

"Sword Cultivators often strike from a distance, beheading their enemies from a thousand li away."

"Especially the Golden Core Sword Techniques, where tens of thousands of azure sword shadows spread like a sword rain, covering nearly a hundred li, and nothing survives within a hundred li."

"Moreover, Sword Cultivators have various branches. For example, those who specialize in Sword Arrays, combining the strengths of Sword Cultivators and Array Cultivators. They carry a sword box, and the sword array composed of dozens of flying swords can often defeat enemies of higher cultivation levels!"

"They are not weaker than Spellcasters."

". . ."

Chen Qiu tilted his head towards the scholar, a hint of confusion in his eyes, "Did I ever say that Sword Cultivators are weaker than Spellcasters?"

"No."

The scholar sighed, "Well, that's true. I was just speaking casually."

"If Sword Cultivators are so powerful, why couldn't you kill a Foundation Establishment Stage Ten Thousand Demons back then, even though you were the number one Sword Cultivator in Great Xia?" Fat Dragon added, with a hint of mockery in his tone.

"W-w-what?"

The scholar was slightly agitated, his entire being filled with indignation as he explained, "You haven't faced Ten Thousand Demons head-on. If you had, you would understand that he is simply unkillable. I killed him three times, and the last time, I was absolutely certain I had killed him!"

"Moreover, I even dissected the corpse and confirmed that it was a living person's body. But not long after, he resumed his activities in Great Xia Nation."

"I truly had no other options. I exhausted all means, yet I still couldn't kill him."

"I understand."

Chen Qiu smiled lightly, helping the scholar out of his predicament, "Ten Thousand Demons does indeed have some tricks up his sleeve. Otherwise, he wouldn't have caused such a huge disturbance in Fufeng City right in front of so many Golden Core Cultivators."

"I heard that the reason you were chased down back then was because you were acting chivalrously."

"It's evident that you have a kind and righteous heart. After Fufeng City was breached by Demons, you immediately went to rescue the civilians inside. This act of concern for the common people, even in your current fallen state, truly lives up to the title of the number one Sword Cultivator of Great Xia."

Just then—

The scholar's brother, who had barely spoken up until this point, a bearded man standing by his side, spoke up, "Not long ago, there was a storyteller in the city who was talking about my brother's past glories. My brother mainly went to save that storyteller, and the others were just saved along the way."

"Oh, and this is the first storyteller in Fufeng City in recent years who has mentioned my brother."

"If you don't speak, no one will mistake you for a mute."

The scholar looked at his brother expressionlessly, "Learn to be quiet. It's the first principle of understanding social norms."

Then, as if to vent his frustration, he took out the Green Peak from his sleeve, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a flowing light and disappeared into the sky, heading straight for Ask Heaven Market.

After a few breaths.

Chen Qiu and the others had already arrived at the entrance of Ask Heaven Market.

However, the sky above the market was filled with an extremely thick, bloody smell. Everywhere they looked, they saw broken and scattered corpses. The entire market was empty, and at a glance, they could see that almost all the buildings in the market had been cut in half.

All the pills, talismans, and spirit treasures in the shops had been looted.

He even saw an old acquaintance.

A guard captain lying in a pool of blood, his entire body broken and shattered. He had given this man some silver before, asking him to help clean up the battlefield, and this man had once warned him not to be deceived by that old Taoist.

But now, this man lay in a pool of blood, his body broken and shattered, and only by looking at his bloodstained face could he barely recognize the familiar features.

Just then—

A familiar, aged voice slowly sounded behind him.

"Long ago, when my master sent me down the mountain, he told me something."

"This fortune-telling profession, it can't save those who are destined to die."

"I told him a few days ago that Ask Heaven Market was about to face a bloodlight disaster, and he should leave this place as soon as possible."

"But he didn't believe me."

(End of Chapter)

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