69 Still Jindan vs Yuanying (1/2)

“Daoist Master Zhifeng, you’re a man, so be a man. Show me what you got. Don’t leave a bad impression on us, your juniors, that a Yuanying Stage is just XX~I’m waiting for your burning passion, muach~”

In the presence of hundreds of Spirit Sword Sect disciples, her statement towards the foreign Elder turned countless of disciples’ face scarlet, including a certain Disciplinary Elder’s face whose countenance suddenly changed, showing his displeasure. Wang Wu, this female rogue, once again showed the world how low she could be. Quite naturally, the opposite party was also enraged. He swung the Sword of Mount Kun with a flourish, and immediately after, the sandstorm thoroughly blocked the field.

However, after a few moments, a green light lit up in between the sandstorm; although it appeared insignificant, like duckweed, but instead of getting swallowed by the sandstorm, it got brighter and brighter.

Regardless of whatever other people evaluated her, Wang Wu’s mastery of defensive swordsmanship could actually be called as reaching the pinnacle. To be able to easily fend off the spell attack from a Yuanying Stage cultivator… it was something that the few present Jindan Stage disciples admitted to be beyond their capability.

The roaring sandstorm could not contain Wang Wu’s laughter. “Daoist Master Zhifeng, is this your passion burning? It’s like you’re pushing me down [1] with just one of your hand…”

Before she could continue, Daoist Master Zhifeng body suddenly disappeared within the sandstorm. At the same time, the sand behind Wang Wu vaguely condensed into a human form; a sword flickering with golden light appeared from the void and went straight at the vital point of her chest.

The opportunity that Daoist Master Zhifeng had been waiting for—when Wang Wu was taunting him—finally arrived. He thought, “From the Five Elements theory, Earth would give birth to Wood, so you use your green bamboo sword to borrow my Earth Element spiritual energy to double your power. Thus, a Jindan could withstand a Yuanying with ease. What a pity, you forget one point.”

“Although my spirit root is of soil base and I’m not skilled in fighting nor has an exquisite swordsmanship, but the Sword of Mount Kun in my hand can’t just be regarded as a treasure. More importantly, when the user has a Yuanying like me, then I can do the Five Elements transmutation. Not only can I transmute into dust, naturally, I can also…”

“Do the midas touch!”

“Take my Hepta Golden Sword!”

Filled with confidence, Daoist Master Zhifeng finally unleashed his deadly strike. “Gold subdues the tree, I will definitely defeat your wooden Jindan!”

On that Treading Cloud Rooftop, there was a Deity Stage expert who was observing the fight, and the duelists were also constrained by their Great Heart Devil Oath. Thus, although he aimed at the critical point, it wasn’t a killing move; this could also be considered as him having a bit of conscience.

However, the next moment, the heart of this Daoist Master of Yuanying Stage suddenly turned cold.

A crisp sound of two objects colliding was heard; a bamboo sword had mysteriously appeared behind Wang Wu and parried Daoist Master Zhifeng’s golden sword a mere inch from reaching its target. The green light flickered, and the bamboo sword finally broke into pieces according to the Five Elements principle of gold subdues the tree. However, Daoist Immortal Zhifeng’s explosive strike was also stopped.

“Mysteriously appear and disappear, not bad.”

With a face showing the least bit of surprise, Wang Wu shrugged and spread her arms. “And then?”

Having reached this point, an ordinary Yuanying stage cultivator wouldn’t press the fight anymore; after all, he still couldn’t win even after using a sneak attack when he has a higher level of cultivation. If he wanted to continue again, even if he’d ended up winning, the joke would still be on him.

However, at this time, Daoist Master Zhifeng had been saddled with such a heavy burden, so how could he just throw in the towel? At this moment, he steeled himself and hardened his heart; he sneered. “And then? You’ve lost your weapon, so if you don’t give up, do you want me to injure you!?”

These words were half real half fake; from Daoist Master Zhifeng point of view, more often than not, that emerald green bamboo sword that was able to block his Hepta Golden Sword probably possessed something amazing within it—although the opposite party seemed destitute, as a dignified Jindan Stage Elder, it was not unusual if she possessed one or two pieces of spiritual treasures, or possibly first rate magical treasures. Thus, based on the premise that the sword had been broken, a Jindan Stage cultivator would know that this was because of their own incompetence.

Nevertheless, Wang Wu actually laughed. “You’re actually happy that you were able to shatter my green emerald bamboo sword? My little friend Zhifeng, how long has it been since the last time you had a fight with another person?”

While speaking, Wang Wu reached out from her bag and took out a node of bamboo—Daoist Master Zhifeng noticed that it was just an ordinary bamboo node, and there was nothing special about it. But all of a sudden, using her magical power, that ordinary bamboo node gradually turned it into an emerald green bamboo sword.

“A weapon that can truly be used in a fight is not based on function, feature, or outstanding handicraft, but rather the one that can meet these several fundamental requirements: wide applicability, low cost, and strong resistance—like my bamboo sword… Come on, let’s fight another one hundred rounds!”

Under her peerlessly arrogant laughter, countless audiences could only dumbfoundedly stare at her.

These few successive rounds of attack and defense was an eye opener to many Spirit Sword Sect disciples, and the impregnable Fifth Elder, who could withstand the attack of a Daoist Master of Yuanying Stage, greatly improved her image on a lot of them.

Even though she has no moral integrity and possessed a rotten character, but… the title of Defense Master was not an exaggeration. Furthermore, her viewpoint on what constituted a good weapon was also refreshing.

However, among many disciples, there were a few who didn’t buy it. “What a load of crap, obviously, she’s a poor ghost who can’t afford a high-end equipment, yet she’s still spouting about low-cost crap…”

At the same time, Daoist Master Zhifeng has completely sunk.

“How could this be possible!?”

Wang Wu’s weapon wasn’t high rank at all; in fact, it was just a superficially refined tool—something that even a Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator could do. Of course, they couldn’t refine it as easily as her, however, no matter how easy it was for her, in the end, the outcome was still the same— it was still incomparable to a magical tool. At most, her weapon could be rated as a low-rank magical tool; if it were offered in Mysterious Sky Mansion, that kind of place, it would be already be lucky if it was sold for half of a spirit stone. However, that weapon was destroyed only after he gave out such a massive effort... which was similar to her losing only half a spirit stone!

The lost was meaningless.

However, besides these moves, Daoist Master Zhifeng had basically used up all of his cards. He was only adept at the art of spell casting, and has never been good at fighting. In his four hundred years of cultivation, he only participated in a fight not more than fifty times. Since he entered Jindan Stage, he participated in less and less battles. With his identity as a Jindan Stage cultivator and background of Shengjing Sect, he basically could run rampant almost anywhere! And when it was time for a real fight, there were still other members of his sect more worthy to take the fight.

Initially, he thought that with his fourth rate Yuanying Stage cultivation, coupled with the seventh rank spiritual treasure and several tactical moves that he had pondered for hundreds of years, he could easily subdue a Jindan Stage cultivator. But he had never expected that… he was actually the one who had underestimated the other cultivators too much.

This Fifth Elder was obviously one of those cultivators highly skilled in fighting. With a solid base and exquisite swordsmanship, her skill was basically on the peak level. Even in his own Shengjing Sect’s headquarter, a person like this would still be considered as a master. Thus, it was reasonable that a non-fighter Yuanying cultivator like him struggled to overcome her.

However, this word “reasonable” could not solve his problem. Since Daoist Master Zhifeng had staked it all, he had no way to retreat, let alone he has yet to be backed at the corner. Apart from anything else, a Yuanying Stage cultivator had a far lasting endurance compared to a Jindan Stage cultivator. When the “Dan” broke and the Yuanying born, it meant that the Jade Mansion had been completed! He could absorb the surrounding spiritual energy and turn it into magical power as easily as breathing the air. Thus, the efficiency for a Yuanying Stage cultivator to gather the magical power was obviously far better than that of a Jindan Stage.

Therefore, Daoist Master Zhifeng wasn’t discouraged by this successive failed attempts to win the fight. He reduced the magical power output of the Sword of Mount Kun so that the sandstorm on the stage became somewhat less. Apparently, he wanted to apply the war of attrition idea. Of course, since he employed it in a fight between Jindan vs Yuanying, Daoist Master Zhifeng’s face had already could not be saved. However, as long as he could win… why would he need to bother with his face? With a loud shout, Daoist Master Zhifeng drove the sandstorm to wrap around Wang Wu once again.

However, no matter how Daoist Master Zhifeng flaunted his power, he could not cover Wang Wu’s arrogant laughter. “You idiot! You actually dared to fight a war of attrition with me? Haven’t you ever heard of the old saying ‘there’s no bad field, only exhausted cow’ [2], hahaha!”

Meanwhile, the several Spirit Sword Sect Elders at the audience winced, revealing a painful expression. Standing on the side of the Fourth Elder, a female disciple dressed in a colorful gown naively asked, “Master, Master, what does ‘there’s no bad field, only exhausted cow’ means?”

Zhou Ming gritted his teeth, “You don’t need to know so much!”

“Why!? Master, you obviously told me to ask whenever I don’t understand something, I am not being smarty pants here!”

“If you ask again, I am going to punish you to copy a book a hundred times!”