PDLP Chapter 162 Mahayana Ritual 20
Chapter 162 Mahayana Ritual 20
Chapter 162 Mahayana Ritual 20
Seeing that Cheng Jiu had taken the bait, Immortal Lord Kunzhong patted his niece beside him and revealed a meaningful smile, while Lingling beside him responded to him with a firm gaze.
Knowing that the immortals sitting on the first tier wouldn't welcome him as an uninvited guest, he didn't want to make a fool of himself. Instead, he walked to the first seat on the left side of the second tier.
The Venerable One, sitting there, watched helplessly as this fiend walked towards him, while the Immortal Lord of Kunzhong gave him a look that told him to get lost.
The venerable one was startled by his gaze and quickly stood up, offering his seat to the Immortal Lord Kunzhong, while he himself made do with the person to his left.
The esteemed ruler below him looked at him with sympathy, moved aside, and made room for him to sit down.
Kunzhong Immortal Lord moved with the speed of the wind, took the seat vacated by the Venerable Lord, and looked towards the center.
In the middle, apart from the cracks that had been suppressed by the golden seal, a large open space had been cleared out, and Lingling stood in the very center, her innocent and naive demeanor gone, her gaze provocatively fixed on Cheng Jiu.
Above, Immortal Lord Qingxu frowned, but considering that Cheng Jiu had already agreed to the competition, he did not speak up to stop it.
Seeing that Immortal Lord Qingxu remained silent, the sect leader tacitly agreed to the competition.
"Junior Sister, go for it! Take her down in one move!" Gong Yu encouraged Cheng Jiu.
"Be careful!" Gong Cheng said with concern. The other party dared to challenge Cheng Jiu to a duel, so he must have some skill.
"Yes, Xiao Jiu, be careful, safety first." Li Weixin looked at his melon-picking partner with concern.
"Don't worry, don't you all know what I'm capable of?"
Cheng Jiu was not afraid of the competition, but he still secretly kept the three people's words in mind.
As soon as she stepped onto the stage, all eyes were on the two of them.
Cheng Jiu gripped the Qingxu Sword, cautiously observing his opponent.
The other person stared intently at Cheng Jiu, and the two remained locked in a tense standoff, neither daring to make the first move.
A gentle breeze blew by, and Cheng Jiu moved first. The Heavenly Wood Sword in his hand glowed with a faint green light as he attacked his opponent, carrying unparalleled sword intent. Wherever the sword light touched, the air was filled with the sound of air being cut.
Her opponent's weapon was extremely strange; it was a flying shuttle with nine small holes. With a slight tremor of her hand, two beams of silver light shot out from the shuttle.
Cheng Jiu switched from offense to defense, her mind filled with constant alarming threats. She instinctively lunged to the left and right, two streaks of silver light flashing across her cheeks as the shuttle in her opponent's hand spun slightly.
Cheng Jiu bent down and ducked to the side. When he looked back, he saw two icy rays of light piercing the ground. Centered on the light, even the dry land was covered with patches of ice flowers.
It turned out to be two ice needles. If one didn't dodge the ice needles and they entered the body, especially since the opponent's icy energy was extremely cold and yin-cold.
If it gets stuck in a person's body, at best it will cause cold air to enter the body and affect the meridians; at worst it will freeze the spiritual root and damage it.
The needle and thread of the connecting needles were particularly flexible and strong. If Cheng Jiu hadn't dodged quickly, his neck would probably have been cut off if the two needles and threads had intertwined!
The situation changed in an instant, with offense and defense becoming alien forces.
Moreover, the other party wasn't at the Golden Core stage, but at the Nascent Soul stage! Everyone was deceived by her appearance before!
Cheng Jiu had never seen such a strange weapon before, especially the needle with nine threads, which was manipulated with incredible dexterity by the opponent, like a spider weaving a web. Once you fell into the middle of the web, you would be preyed upon in an instant.
In particular, the shuttle that controls the needle and thread in the opponent's hand is also an extremely powerful weapon. The opponent can even manipulate the shuttle to fly and attack in the net woven from these needles and threads. Once hit, one will be seriously injured at best, and die on the spot at worst!
She was incredibly powerful; for a moment, the entire arena became her domain, while Cheng Jiu could only dodge left and right in the gaps of her net.
It's not that I haven't thought about cutting through their net, but their threads are no ordinary thing. They're not only tough and strong, but if I manage to cut a piece, it will regenerate in an instant!
It's time-consuming and laborious. If Cheng Jiu keeps targeting this network, he might be fine, but as time goes on, he will definitely be worn down by the other side.
In particular, the opponent's methods were extremely vicious, and every attack was aimed at Cheng Jiu's life.
Looking at the situation on the field, Immortal Lord Kunzhong smiled with satisfaction. He had always thought that girl from a humble family could not compare to his niece!
For the first time, Cheng Jiu felt that the Ice Spirit Root was really cheesy. As expected of one of the rare mutated spiritual roots, as long as she got close, the opponent's extremely cold Ice Palm would come towards her. The coldness contained in it was very difficult for a cultivator to dispel!
Cheng Jiu didn't dare to take the opponent's move and could only hover around.
"Alas! She hasn't experienced enough!" The Supreme Immortal Lord saw the problem at a glance. Compared to Cheng Jiu, the other party was ruthless enough and had no bottom line. She would do anything to achieve her goals. But Cheng Jiu was different. She did have murderous intent, but in front of Lingling, she was just a hothouse flower with no power.
Cheng Jiu also discovered this problem during the fight. He retreated step by step, but missed the initiative. However, the rhythm of the battle was always controlled by his opponent. Those nine needles and threads were like venomous snakes with their tongues out, making people avoid their sharp edge. Cheng Jiu had never seen such a strange weapon before, and he was at a disadvantage for a time.
This can't go on. This is Master's Mahayana ceremony. She accepted the challenge after being provoked by the other party. For Master's sake and for her own, she absolutely cannot lose!
A faint white aura emanated from her body; this invisible yet sharp and heavy aura firmly kept the two needles and threads outside her body.
The sharp light left small scratches on her face! No matter how she twisted the shuttle in her hand, she couldn't make the two threads close and entangle each other; Cheng Jiu firmly kept them at bay.
She reversed her hand and urged the main shuttle in her hand, while her other hand hooked the nine silk threads. The shuttle cut through the air with a whistling sound and rushed towards Cheng Jiu's neck at lightning speed. If the shuttle were to cut even once, blood would gush from the neck in an instant.
The shuttle was extremely fast, and it was about to reach Cheng Jiu's throat in the blink of an eye. At this moment, the Qingxu Sword burst out with a powerful green light.
The transparent yet subtle threads in the space were clearly visible in this green light, like a tightly woven spider web, which divided half of the arena.
The shuttle remained suspended in mid-air. Lingling wanted to make a move, but her body seemed to be frozen in place, and she dared not move at all.
A flash of green light streaked across her eyes, and the next moment she felt a sharp pain in her throat, a spurt of bright red blood gushed from her mouth, and her body flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
All nine threads snapped simultaneously, and the shuttle swayed in the air before falling to the ground as if it had lost its magic.
"Sword Domain!" someone cried out in disbelief.
The crowd erupted in uproar, their eyes fixed on the arena bathed in a green glow.
Immortal Lord Fengjue's eyes widened, and he kept muttering, "Heavens, heavens, my goodness! Qingxu, are all the little guys this powerful now? Sword Domain!"
Hearing the other party's exclamation, Immortal Lord Qingxu smiled, but his tone was humble: "It can't be called a Sword Domain yet, it's just a simple domain."
Everyone stared at him speechlessly. Couldn't they tell if it was a complete Sword Domain? Even a simplified Sword Domain was still a Sword Domain! And how old was she? To be able to comprehend a Sword Domain at such a young age was just too much…
They could hardly find the words to describe it. One sentence was "abnormal," another was "illogical." Who throughout history had ever comprehended a sword domain at Cheng Jiu's age? Even a simplified sword domain was unheard of!
These immortals said, "Well, we're impressed by this master and disciple pair's boasting!"
The outcome seemed to be decided. After Cheng Jiu finished unleashing his sword domain, all the spiritual energy within his body dissipated.
She walked up to Lingling, sword in hand: "Do you admit defeat or not!"
A ruthless glint flashed in Lingling's eyes. Suddenly, she sprang into action, and an extremely cold light attacked Cheng Jiu's dantian. Cheng Jiu subconsciously swung out his Heavenly Eye Sword to block.
A few drops of bright red blood splattered on Cheng Jiu's face. Behind him, a tiny, barely visible hole was deeply embedded in the stone, disappearing from sight.
Cheng Jiu felt a sharp pain in his wrist. When he raised his hand, he saw a tiny, pinhole-sized hole running across his wrist, with icy flowers spreading from the hole along the blood.
Cheng Jiu quickly stopped the acupoints on his wrist, which hung limply at his side. Fortunately, the injury did not continue to spread.
An arm flew to the side, blood gushing from the severed end. Lingling lay in a pool of blood, seemingly oblivious to everything. Her gaze, which had caught up with Cheng Jiu's, slowly revealed a ruthless glint. A gleeful smile appeared on her face as she whispered to Cheng Jiu, "I didn't lose!"
Cheng Jiu gripped his wrist, unsure what to say, and finally could only curse, "Madman!"
His eyes struggled for a moment, then he used his still-intact hand to stop the bleeding: "Take some healing pills later, and your arm can be reattached!"
"I won't thank you!" Lingling got up from the ground, half of her clothes stained with blood, drops of blood dripping from the hem of her clothes, she said, word by word.
"Who cares!" Cheng Jiu didn't want to talk to this guy anymore. He thought he was a sweet and innocent girl, but he turned out to be a man-eating thorn.
She walked steadily toward her seat. Gong Cheng held her injured wrist tenderly, and warm orange light danced from his fingertips, quickly melting away the chill in his flames.
Once the cold air was dispelled, the cultivator's physique was incredibly strong, especially since Cheng Jiu had also practiced body training. The injury on his wrist healed instantly, and Cheng Jiu moved his wrist without any major problems.
"That guy really has some skills!" Li Wei thought to himself, still shaken by the battle just now. He wasn't afraid of his opponent, but he would inevitably suffer losses if he faced him.
"They're really willing to go all out!"
Cheng Jiu nodded. After all, she had only injured her wrist, while the other party had lost an arm. If she didn't take good care of herself afterward, it might hinder her future cultivation. But in the other party's eyes, it was already worth it. A madman who would hurt the enemy eight hundred while losing a thousand of his own!
Gong Yu looked at Cheng Jiu's wrist with concern in his voice: "Junior Sister Jiu, does it still hurt? If he dares to challenge me and my brother, I'll make sure he knows what's what!"
Gongcheng looked at Cheng Jiu with concern and took out a bottle of ninth-grade pills from his pocket: "Junior sister, is your wrist alright? Here, take a healing pill."
Cheng Jiu shook his head: "I'm fine now. Thank you, Senior Brother Gongcheng. Senior Brother Gongcheng is very capable. The cold energy has been completely removed. I have some healing pills here!"
“Mine is even better, Junior Sister Jiu! We’re like family!” Before she could refuse, Gong Cheng poured out a pill and handed it to her.
Cheng Jiu reached out and took it, eating it: "Don't worry, I'm fine!"
However, judging from the other party's methods, which are so insidious, there are bound to be some aftereffects. Taking a pill to calm the nerves wouldn't be a bad idea.
Although the other party was very annoying, Cheng Jiu acknowledged their strength and methods!
Unlike the warm and harmonious atmosphere at Cheng Jiu's place, Lingling in the middle seemed quite lonely. She dragged her badly injured body to pick up her arm that had fallen to the side. Because of excessive blood loss, her lips were bloodless. Her originally pitiful appearance was now even more frail and pitiful.
But ever since she lost half a move to Cheng Jiu, Kunzhong Immortal Lord, who used to support her, has become quite indifferent, even ruthless. Where is the protection he showed her when he stood up for his sister and brother-in-law?
The other party completely ignored her, or rather, abandoned her. Standing on the platform in the middle, the other party seemed somewhat pitiful.
The sect leader looked at Immortal Lord Kunzhong and said coldly, "Immortal Lord Kunzhong, are you satisfied now?"
Kunzhong Immortal Lord glared at Lingling in the middle. This incompetent good-for-nothing still asked her to stand up for her. She couldn't even beat a nobody from a small family!
But he still smiled as he faced the sect leader: "As expected of Qingxu Immortal Lord's outstanding disciple, you have comprehended the Sword Domain at such a young age. Compared to you, Lingling is indeed unworthy of being an Immortal Lord's disciple!"
His tone was contemptuous, completely different from before, as if he wanted to banish Lingling to the ground.
Lingling listened with her head down, not uttering a single word in rebuttal. This was a stark contrast to her cold and ruthless demeanor just moments before, a complete departure from her previous behavior.
The sect leader, seated above, looked at the two and clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to her: "Regardless of whether she is worthy or not, she is still a disciple of our Guiyuan Sect. Today's matter will be decided by the sect. Now that the matter of Immortal Lord Kunzhong is settled, Immortal Lord Kunzhong has trespassed into the Guiyuan Sect and disrupted the Grand Ascension Ceremony. He must give our Guiyuan Sect an explanation! Send someone to arrest him!"
With the sect leader's command, four or five Mahayana Immortal Lords appeared around. Kunzhong Immortal Lord was unlikely to give in without resistance. After all, he was only at the Mahayana stage. If he were to back down like this, he would probably become a laughing stock among Mahayana Immortal Lords for a long time.
They immediately began to fight, but the four immortal lords were prepared. With a binding lock, the opponent surrendered in less than a quarter of an hour. He was taken away by the four immortal lords working together.
The action was incredibly fast and decisive; the spirit beasts frozen by Xuanze were quickly moved away. In an instant, the entire venue was empty, as if nothing had ever happened.
But everyone present knew perfectly well what was going on, and they were secretly terrified by the power of the Guiyuan Sect. This was a Mahayana Immortal Lord, and a top-tier one at that, yet he was suppressed and dealt with right before everyone's eyes.
Lingling stood in the middle of the platform, looking somewhat out of place, her head down and appearing all alone.
The sect leader had no intention of making things difficult for this junior disciple; it was simply too undignified for him. "You're no longer needed here. Your fate after returning to the outer sect will be decided through sect discussion!"
"Thank you for your mercy, Sect Master!" Lingling's tone was quite calm, as if she had expected this.