Zhu Xuan Er was still all right as she had three Spiritual Infant Tier cultivators, who were more than enough to nullify all the power of this shock wave, by her side. Hu Niu was even more special; with a wave of her tiny hands, she had sliced apart the shock wave, which split into two halves which passed on either side of her, and did not manage to hurt a single hair on her head.
Very far away, Ling Han appeared. His face was pale, and he could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood. However, a pleased expression appeared on his face. The Heaven Transformation Bowl had taken in ten treasured sabers, and by this time, had completely refined all of them, and they had now become a pool of liquid metal.
He poured the liquid out, and it rapidly solidified to become a block of metal. He weighed it in his hand; it was about fifty kilograms in weight. However, compared with the total weight of the ten treasured sabers, it had at least been lightened by a hundred times.
This was the use of the Heaven Transformation Bowl—purification!
They had been Level Seven treasured sabers previously, and now that they had been purified, they should reach Level Eight. However, as this block of metal had become a mixture of various metals, not even Ling Han was sure what he should call this metal anymore.
Never mind, it was still a Level Eight precious metal in any case, so he would be able to forge a considerable number of arrows from it again.
He circulated the Indestructible Heaven Scroll, and the injuries on his body were immediately erased. He smiled faintly, and said, “Wealth-delivering boy, do you have any other treasures to gift to your grandfather?”
Xuanyuan Zi Guang was thrown into a flying rage. How could he have wanted to gift treasures to Ling Han? He had just not thought that Ling Han would have been able to draw out a strange stone bowl, which was able to easily break through his Saber Array. He had made the sabers self-destruct purely because he would rather destroy them rather than gift them to Ling Han.
But even in doing so, he was not able to inflict a serious wound on Ling Han, which caused him to feel strong dejection.
Ling Han decided not to kill off Xuanyuan Zi Guang. This man had luck in defiance of the natural order; merely going outdoors, there would be treasures crashing down right in front of him. Thus, Ling Han would just let treasures continue crashing down on him so that he’d be able to once egain loot him. This was akin to planting garlic chives; if he pulled out even the roots, he would only be able to harvest once. However, if he left the roots behind, he’d be able to harvest again and again.
… If only Xuanyuan Zi Guang knew of Ling Han’s thoughts. It was a wonder how he would feel then.
Wang Yi Yun looked at the whole area of destruction, and though a slight smile was still on her beautiful face, there was an additional flash of killing intent in her eyes. A grand, proper banquet was ruined just like that by Ling Han and Xuanyuan Zi Guang. However, Xuanyuan Zi Guang was one of her own, so if she wanted anyone to hate, she could only hate Ling Han.
“Brother Ling, I’ve already said as such just now. If you will not recognize my Senior Brother Disciple as the Alliance Leader, then Yi Yun shall battle you in place of my Senior Brother Disciple.” With a wave of her silky sleeve, her manner was refined and elegant, just as if she was a deity.
Ling Han glanced at her, then smiled, and said, “Do you, too, plan to make a gamble with me?”
“That stone bowl.” Wang Yi Yun pointed with a slender finger. “If I win, you will give that stone bowl to me.”
Ling Han pondered for a moment, then said, “All right, then if you lose, you must accept my brother’s marriage proposal.” He pointed at Mu Rong Qing.
“Pei, I don’t want to marry this ugly girl.” Mu Rong Qing jumped up in anger. “Don’t keep putting me on the spot!”
Ling Han laughed loudly, and said, “Ai, there’s nothing to be done. My brother does not like you, so just offer some kind of precious metal or Spirit Herb as a stake.”
“How dare you!” quite a number of young men shouted in rage. Ling Han actually dared to desecrate their goddess.
Wang Yi Yun, on the other hand, was extremely calm, and casually tossed out a Spirit Herb, and said, “This is Danyang Phoenix Cry Grass. Amongst Seventh Tier Spirit Herbs, it can still be considered something of high quality. Would this be enough?”
“Just passable.” Ling Han nodded. Putting aside Level Seven Spirit Herbs, not even Tenth Tier Divine Herbs could compare to the Heaven Transformation Bowl, but he had full confidence he would win, so it would be fine even if he would earn less from this wager.
Wang Yi Yun continued, “However, since that stone bowl is your stake, I would like Brother Ling to put it to a side. Yi Yun is worried that if Brother Ling loses, you would not admit your defeat.”
This woman… was very shrewd!
For Ling Han, the stone bowl was a very powerful Spirit Tool. In the face of Xuanyuan Zi Guang’s terrifyingly powerful Saber Array, he could still shatter it, but now, with a mere few words from Wang Yi Yun, this item could not be used.
She indeed had an artful thought, as well as meticulous thoughts.
Ling Han laughed loudly, and casually tossed the stone bowl to one side. Then, he said, “You are very smart, but be careful: do not go for wool and come home shorn.”
Wang Yi Yun smiled slightly, and with a wave of her hands, a qin appeared in front of her. It looked to be extremely ancient, and there was a great number of armored warriors engraved on it. They were currently shown to be fighting a bloody battle, which was slightly misfitting.
She sat in mid air, her figure slowly rising, and said, “Please listen to a song from me, Brother Ling.”
Weng!
With a move of her hands, the sound of the qin immediately surged out in waves. It was gentle and melodious as if the sound of nature.
Everyone looked captivated and dazzled. Wang Yi Yun possessed outstanding beauty, and coupled with her extraordinary skills with the qin, she indeed had the charm to enchant countless people.
The sound of the qin spread out, and slight confusion appeared in Ling Han’s eyes.
She wanted to disturb his heart?
A cold smirk immediately appeared on Ling Han’s face. She was really too naïve; he was one who possessed a sliver of divine sense of Heaven Tier, and she, a mere Spiritual Infant Tier cultivator, wanted to enchant him?
Qiang!
The sound of the qin suddenly changed from its previous gentle, beautiful state to a harsh tone as if there was an ambush around every corner, and war was on the verge of breaking out.
Weng, weng, weng. Those fully armoured warriors on the body of the qin shone respectively, and as the music of the qin rose and fell, they actually walked out, and stood one by one in midair. There was a total of 81, and each one of them had the might of a high-level Spiritual Infant Tier cultivator.
This qin was actually a Spirit Tool as well, and could summon 81 Spiritual Infant Tier elite cultivators. What a shock.
No wonder Wang Yi Yun devised a scheme for Ling Han to set the Heaven Transformation Bowl to a side; she feared that her treasured qin would be suppressed by the Heaven Transformation Bow.
Now, with the appearance of 81 high-level Spiritual Infant Tier cultivators, how was he supposed to block them? One had to know that they were mere summons of a Spirit Tool, so they held no fear of death or injury, and could be claimed to be similar to the likes of Corpse Soldiers as they were the most loyal of deadly soldiers.
These warriors were attired in extremely sturdy full armor, and wielded various weapons in their hands. Multiple patterns shone, and without the slightest hesitation, they charged towards Ling Han in attack.
Everyone felt as if they were about to suffocate. Previously, there were only 36 treasured sabers, but now, there were 81 Spiritual Infant Tier warriors, which was even more impossible to stand against!
Ling Han, on the other hand, was not afraid. Xuanyuan Zi Guang, in a single breath, drew out a total of 36 Level Seven Spirit
Tools, and these 81 Spiritual Infant Tier warriors in front of him now were merely birthed by a single treasure, so their might could not be compared to the former.
He drew the Demon Birth Sword directly; wasn’t it just a competition of Spirit Tools? Who would cower?
Weng, the patterns on the Demon Birth Sword lit up: one, two, three!
There was one more.
Don’t look down on it for simply having one additional pattern lit up. This was a Level Ten Spirit Tool, so how could just having one additional pattern light up grant too little power?
Immediately, an endless aura of might spread out. Ling Han stood with a sword in hand as if he was a great Demon King, exuding an extremely terrifying aura, which completely suppressed all 81 Spiritual Infant Tier warriors.
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Translator: _Dark_Angel_ Editor: Kurisu
Everyone was struck with disbelief; 81 Spiritual Infant Tier soldiers should have the might to overturn rivers and empty oceans, but Ling Han had merely drawn out a treasured sword, and it was enough to make the figures of those soldiers quiver as if they were on the verge of being destroyed.
This was suppression of a whole different level!
“Level Eight, or perhaps even a Level Nine Spirit Tool!” someone exclaimed in a shaking voice.
Spirit Tools were not common ordinary weapons, but treasured Tools that, on the foundation of being forged from Level Seven precious metals, followed by the cultivation by one’s martial intent, possessed supreme power! The power of these Spirit Tools was very terrifying, and even when wielded by Flower Blossom Tier cultivators, they were capable of possessing the might of the Spiritual Infant Tier.
For example, that qin of Wang Yi Yun definitely had to be a Seventh Tier Spirit Tool to be capable of releasing 81 Spiritual Infant Tier warriors. Although they were not physically real, their might was not inferior to the real thing, and they had no fear of death or injury.
And the higher the level of the Spirit Tool, the more difficult it was to complete it. That was because there were so many powerful people in this world, and cultivating a Spirit Tool would at least be a matter of a few dozen years, and as time passed, the martial intent inside could possibly be erased as well.
… That was unless the Spirit Tool managed to form its own Tool Spirit that would allow it to automatically take in energy from the surroundings, and ensure that the martial intent inside would not be worn down, but rather be destroyed only with the destruction of the Spirit Tool itself.
Thus, when the two of them showed off their high-level Spirit Tools, this was a great shock to the masses. This was a power display for a party. Otherwise, even if you possessed a Level Seven or Level Eight precious metal, so what? You would only be able to forge a weapon of this level, but it would not possess the power of a Spirit Tool.
An apparent change in expression finally appeared on Wang Yi Yun’s face. The Demon Birth Sword put on her a huge pressure, causing her to no longer feel as confident as she had been at the beginning.
How could the Spiritual Infant Tier lose to the Flower Blossom Tier?
She felt very vexed. When geniuses reached the peak of the Flower Blossom Tier, they were indeed capable of defeating some low-level or even mid-level Spiritual Infant Tier cultivators, and she indeed was only in the second layer of Spiritual Infant Tier, but her battle prowess had reached ten Stars, and no matter how she looked at it, she was at an absolute advantage in this battle.
She definitely couldn’t allow herself to be scared off by her opponent.
Her playing of the qin became even faster, and the notes transformed into a powerful army. The 81 Spiritual Infant Tier soldiers instantly regained their divine might as if fresh blood had been pumped into them, and they charged towards Ling Han.
Ling Han, meanwhile, smiled calmly. Followed by the increase of his comprehension level in the sword arts, he had finally unlocked another pattern on the Demon Birth Sword, and had increased the power of this Level Ten Spirit Tool by another level.
What kind of concept was a Level Ten Spirit Tool? With the full release of its power, it was equivalent to the might of a Shattering Void Tier ultimate elite!
He waved his sword, and hong, 29 flashes of Sword Qi combined to form a pseudo-Ray. With a pu, it slashed at a Spiritual Infant Tier soldier. That soldier hurriedly used his battle spear to parry, but this pseudo-Ray had been struck by a Level Ten Spirit Tool, so the destructive power behind this strike was even more terrifying than a real Ray. That soldier, along with his weapon, was immediately slashed in half by this strike.
One strike, and it was enough to kill off a Spiritual Infant Tier soldier!
Hiss!
Everyone inhaled sharply; their only thought was that Ling Han was strong to a spine-chilling extent.
If Ling Han had been a nature-defying monster like Yao Hui Yue or the Little Saber King, then they would still have been able to accept it. After all, these guys had all broken through to the Spiritual Infant Tier, and with their battle prowess, they were naturally capable of sweeping aside all opponents in the same cultivation level as them.
The problem was that Ling Han was only in the Flower Blossom Tier.
Ling Han continued to endlessly brandish his sword, and one wave meant one opponent would be downed. He was definitely capable of standing strong and continuously brandishing his sword 81 times, and those 81 soldiers were completely slashed apart. Logically speaking, they did not have physical bodies, so naturally should have no vital points, and should be able to reform even after being sliced in half, and continue battling.
But the Sword Ray unleashed with the Demon Birth Sword naturally contained the might of a Level Ten Spirit Tool, so how could they possibly piece themselves back together? Naturally, their only fate was to be erased.
“Wa!” Wang Yi Yun spat out a mouthful of blood, her beautiful eyes filled with shock. She had long since refined this treasured qin, so her heart and spirit were joined with it. Now that the 81 soldiers had been sliced in half and destroyed, she was also harmed. She felt as if her heart was on fire, feeling incredibly awful.
She was defiant, and with a light pat on her treasured qin, weng, a sharp sword actually shot out from inside the qin.
This sword was extremely thin, and the blade was like a string on the qin. If one did not look closely, one would not be able to see it at all.
Wang Yi Yum struck out with her sword, and the blade that seemed akin to a string from the qin actually turned into a silk thread that charged to entwine Ling Han. Furthermore, it seemed endless; like the Blood-Sucking Origin Gold, it could be endlessly lengthened.
But this sword had not been forged from the Blood Sucking Origin Gold, thus the Sword Qi and Origin Power she shot out had combined in an amazing way, and headed to entwine Ling Han as if she had spread out a large net over him.
“This is the Wang Clan’s ultimate art, Falling Shadow Twining Silk Sword Technique!”
“Years ago, this was the ultimate art the ancestor of the Wang Clan used to move unhindered in the world. I’d never imagine that Wang Yi Yun would have already learnt it; she really deserves the title of genius.”
“Fairy Wang, cut this brat in half!”
Everyone was exclaiming in shock, and a greater number of people was cheering Wang Yi Yun on. They naturally hoped that this fairy would be able to emerge victorious.
“Interesting,” Ling Han murmured, and with a shake of his right hand, fierce Sword Qi swept out of the Demon Birth Sword, which easily sliced apart the sword threads around him. As long as the power gap was not too big, a Level Ten Spirit Tool naturally possessed an overwhelming advantage.
Wang Yi Yun soared up, her white robes floating around her as if she was the fairy of the moon who was dancing gracefully. However, every slash of her sword gave rise to a fierce flash of Sword Qi, soaring in various arcs towards Ling Han, which made for a bizarre sight.
Ling Han used the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven, and his battle prowess spiked grea
tly, reaching fifteen Stars of the Spiritual Infant Tier. He charged towards Wang Yi Yun.
Ding, ding, ding, ding. The two swords clashed against one another endlessly, a terrifying light blooming as a result. Even Flower Blossom Tier cultivators dared not stare continuously at the sight, fearing that their eyes would be blinded as a consequence.
Wang Yi Yun paled in shock. With every exchange, her body would feel numb as if she had been electrocuted. The feeling was so awful that she almost felt on the verge of spitting up blood. Even her Origin Power was routed, and she was unable to release her full power.
In a head-on confrontation, she was actually inferior to a Flower Blossom Tier cultivator!
One could only say that the Thunderclap Ninth Heaven was really too forceful, so strong that it was capable of seriously subduing even a super-genius the likes of Wang Yi Yun.
Ling Han dominated Wang Yi Yun in battle, and in a mere few dozen moves, her sword was sent flying from her hands.
Wang Yi Yun gritted her teeth, and pulling out a hair clip, threw it into the air. Instantly, a crystal clear light shone from it, which rapidly enlarged until it was about ten feet long, appearing like a very strange-looking boat.
Ling Han frowned, and said, “If you continue to pester me, I’ll spank your behind!”
Wang Yi Yun was embarrassed and infuriated, so how was it possible that she would listen? She continued to control the hair clip, and Origin Power focused at its tip; it became a ball of light that exuded a terrifying aura as if it was capable of destroying the earth and heavens.
“Disobedient!” The light of thunder flickered on Ling Han’s body. He was as of yet unable to transform into lightning, but his speed had spiked up by a whole three times, and in a flash, he had appeared above Wang Yi Yun. The Demon Birth Sword swept down, and struck directly on Wang Yi Yun’s ****.
“Ah…” Wang Yi Yun shouted in shock—firstly, due to the pain, and secondly, due to shame.
This man actually really dared to spank her behind!
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