Chapter 54 - Angry for Her (1/2)

Chills ran down the onlookers’ backs upon hearing the scream of agony.

Jiang Xiaofan’s stomp on the young man was ruthless. Even Ying Tianyang, whose cultivation was at Phantom Saint, had sustained grave injuries from his attacks, let alone some young man who had just reached the Realm of Dust. His physical nature was incomparable to Jiang Xiaofan’s.

Wang Ao’s complexion instantly paled. Despite his Shixiong, “the Young Spirit Channeler”, having already reached the Realm of Dust and excelling in advanced cultivation methods and combat techniques, he could hold not Jiang Xiaofan at bay. Wang Ao’s heart rapidly raced. He was extremely fearful of Jiang Xiaofan.

Jiang Xiaofan stood at the side and peered at the young man who had just been smashed to the ground. Without gesturing his hands, he jeered, “Get up. It’s only a few broken ribs. That shouldn’t be a big deal to a Realm of Dust cultivator, yeah?”

This was the truth after all. There was a vast difference between a cultivator and a mortal. Even if one was a Micro Realm cultivator, a couple of shattered ribs wasn’t an issue worth concerning over. The ability to channel spiritual energy was what mattered more. As long as the cultivator did not suffer from continual ferocious attacks, he or she could resume fighting.

The onlookers wanted to vomit blood after hearing him speak and inwardly cried at the thought of a Micro Realm cultivator lecturing a Realm of Dust cultivator. What’s wrong with this guy?! He’s so savage!

He stopped and gave the young man ample time to recover. Jiang Xiaofan only had one purpose in doing this and that was to trigger his own fighting potential. He needed to battle this young man, “the Young Spirit Channeler” seriously.

Combat was the best and simplest way to advance one’s cultivation.

The young man coughed out another mouthful of blood. He appeared disheveled with his green-robed smeared with wet dirt but stood up nonetheless and stared daggers at Jiang Xiaofan. Rage boiled in his eyes as if he couldn’t wait to devour him.

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head and calmly stated, “You don’t need to look at me like that. It won’t do you any good. So those with cultivation at the Realm of Dust are called spirit channelers? Well then, just show me how spiritual you really are. I will assess for myself if a Realm of Dust cultivator is really that powerful.”

Not long ago, he had already witnessed the so-called spirit channel during his duel with Ying Tianyang. At that time, all he could think about was beating Ying Tianyang until he couldn’t get back up. He didn’t have the time nor energy to contemplate spirit channeling.

This time, he needed to confront it. In other words, rather than relying on his speed to avoid the attack of a spirit channel, he needed to counter it. This was his opportunity for a breakthrough into the Realm of Dust.

Ye Yuanxue wanted to comment but could only angrily exclaim, “I knew that he would be going for a breakthrough! Argh, how annoying! He creates troubles wherever he goes! Next time when he comes to the Heavenly ‘Maiden Peak, I’ll ask the other sisters to sic Little Black on him!”

The spectators were quite startled because they couldn’t understand why Jiang Xiaofan was so focused on spirit channeling. The Realm of Dust cultivators were strong because they could use the spirit channeling technique, and this was common knowledge among all cultivators. Especially in large sects, their mystical cultivation methods were even more distinguished. As a result, their spirit channels were more powerful. Almost no one was willing to challenge them.

However, they had no words to describe the man before them. He had shocked them all. He had twice knocked the Ziyang Sect’s disciple to the ground but did not finish him to conclude the battle. Rather, he wanted to challenge his spirit channeling!

“Since you seek death, then death shall come to you!”

The young man roared at Jiang Xiaofan. Another blaze appeared on his body which radiated fluctuations of scorching spiritual energy, and a second circle of flames danced passionately around him. He looked like a frightening sprite from Inferno[1].

“Sword of Incinerating Sun!”

His eyes lit up like flares. The fire surrounding him then transformed into dozens of three-inch-long curved knives of roaring flames.

“Such overwhelming energy!”

“That’s a sword of fire!”

“It’s Ziyang Sect’s fire spirit channel!”

Someone gasped in shock upon recognizing the young man’s newly displayed technique. Many spectators began to retreat in fear of the spirit channel’s might.

Only Jiang Xiaofan and the young man stood in their fighting area, fifteen meters apart and facing each other.

Looking at the flaming knives hovering in midair, Jiang Xiaofan furrowed his brows. He could feel their energy fluctuations. It was energy that came from Heaven and Earth and was indeed powerful enough to the point where he felt threatened. With dozens of flaming knives coming down on him, green-light radiated from his longsword and he welcomed each knife by parrying. However, the attack power of the knives suddenly increased. His blade was subsequently bent out of shape and rendered useless.

Jiang Xiaofan was dumbfounded by what had just happened. He then prepared himself again and grew more cautious. His opponent’s flaming knives were much fearsome than the crescent-shaped sword qi released from Zhu Youwei’s Qingyun Sword. The Sword of Incinerating Sun was on another level.

“Hahaha! You bastard! Do you think you have what it takes to challenge Shixiong’s fire spirit channel? You’re merely courting death!”

The young man’s expression turned icier and more morose. He had been injured twice by Jiang Xiaofan. As a Realm of Dust cultivator, the fury within him reached to an unprecedented height. After conjuring a seal, more flames appeared in midair and the heat intensified.

Jiang Xiaofan was now trapped in a difficult situation. He finally understood just how powerful the spirit channeling was. It was indeed a mystical, combative technique, and its might was beyond what a Micro Realm cultivator could handle. He didn’t dare to fend off the flaming knives with his body alone.

After noticing that Jiang Xiaofan was in a predicament, Wang Ao became spirited once more. He looked at Jiang Xiaofan with smug written on his face as if he was the one who pressured Jiang Xiaofan into this state.

Jiang Xiaofan glanced at Wang Ao with cold eyes.