Longzang

Chapter 54 Taking the Sword with One's Body
On that day, True Monarch Xuan Yue personally sealed off Wei Yuan's extraterrestrial fortune because, strictly speaking, the extraterrestrial fortune did not belong to Wei Yuan; its true form remained outside the heavens. Therefore, Wei Yuan's cultivation of the "Jade Toad Gazing at the Moon" was tantamount to theft. After absorbing it continuously for 365 days, True Monarch Xuan Yue also worried that it might cause changes in the extraterrestrial fortune, or even anger it. That's why he took action to seal off the extraterrestrial fortune, allowing Wei Yuan to enter the body-forging stage.

Zhang Sheng had already told Wei Yuan about this matter afterward, but less than two years later, how come the extraordinary fortune appeared again?

However, now that Wei Yuan has begun to forge his body and no longer converts fortune into his own foundation, the reappearance of the fortune from beyond the heavens should not be a big problem... right?

With a heart full of trepidation, Wei Yuan opened his mouth wide and took another big bite of moonlight! Then he saw a wisp of black energy mixed with the moonlight being swallowed into his stomach.

At this moment, Wei Yuan's senses became clearer. More than 90% of the spiritual energy, whether it was from the Moon Essence or the Qi-Nourishing Pill, had vanished into thin air, disappearing without a trace, or perhaps being swallowed by something.

The wisp of black energy entered his body but did not disappear; instead, it hovered in Wei Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness. Wei Yuan was extremely familiar with the black energy; it was his celestial fortune, and this wisp of black energy could move at his will. Based on Wei Yuan's past experience, this wisp of fortune could roughly power the Heavenly Madman once.

And so, Wei Yuan continued to inhale and exhale the moonlight day after day, and every day a wisp of black energy would enter his body and float in the center of his sea of ​​consciousness.

The sect's preliminary exams are about to begin, and as expected, Bao Yun is preparing to probe the strength of the ancient sects again. This "probing" essentially means arranging a duel. With the exams approaching, this time it's a big one, with almost all disciples from both sides participating. The Dingxin Sect is already small in number, and each member is a key player, so even though Wei Yuan is determined to cultivate, he can't resist Bao Yun's persistent pleading and was forced to borrow ten thousand taels of silver before being dragged to the battlefield.

Several months have passed since the last duel. The Body Forging Realm cultivation has progressed rapidly, and many people have acquired new skills in the past few months.

Wei Yuan's muscles and bones had been forged to eighty percent of their potential, making him the perfect choice to lead the charge. He charged ahead of the others, like a giant bear pouncing on a flock of birds, instantly startling countless birds into flight.

The two sides had fought several times before and knew each other well. Upon seeing Wei Yuan charge, the disciples of the Zhigu Sect either moved sideways, dodged, or leaped high, each movement covering more than ten zhang (approximately 33 meters). In the blink of an eye, Wei Yuan was surrounded by empty space. The surrounding Zhigu Sect disciples bypassed him and attacked the Dingxin Sect disciples behind him.

In that flash alone, it was clear that the vast majority of the Zhigu Sect disciples had completed their blood refinement, and more than half of them had even refined their bones to a considerable extent. After blood refinement, their physical abilities would be further enhanced, making them move like the wind; after bone refinement, they would be even faster and faster, making it impossible for Wei Yuan to catch up with them.

Wei Yuan was like a powerful bear with immense strength, completely helpless against a flock of birds flying around in all directions, unable to catch a single one.

The Ancient Knowledge Sect's move immediately disrupted Bao Yun's plans, and the two sides inevitably began another chaotic battle.

Melee...

Wei Yuan sighed inwardly. He was about to get another beating, but he wondered how many people he could restrain this time.

Just then, a hazy, emerald-green light suddenly flew over from the side.

Taoism!

Wei Yuan was taken aback; someone had already begun refining their spirit, and had been doing so for some time. Most of the Daoist techniques of the Taichu Palace were based on the primordial spirit; only after the primordial spirit had been refined could one use Daoist arts.

The burst of light arrived incredibly fast, leaving Wei Yuan no chance to dodge. He was struck directly in the shoulder. The light exploded, transforming into seven or eight tiny, sharp water blades that tore Wei Yuan's clothes to shreds, leaving several crisscrossing wounds.

Wei Yuan's skin glowed with a subtle, precious light, making him resemble a piece of fine jade—a clear sign of successful muscle training. Others also showed changes, but none as pronounced as Wei Yuan's.

Wei Yuan looked down at the thin, red wounds and a single drop of blood that he had barely managed to squeeze out, and he was somewhat bewildered.

Is this the Daoist Water Blade Technique, which is said to be able to cut through gold and jade? Could this classmate opposite him be a fake immortal? Wei Yuan was still wondering when light and shadow flashed before his eyes, and four or five clusters of various colored light shot towards him. It seems that there is more than one person from the Zhigu Sect who is refining their spirit.

The magic was incredibly fast, impossible to dodge. A bunch of lightning bolts, fireballs, and wind needles exploded on Wei Yuan's body, tearing his robes to shreds.

Wei Yuan was dazed and confused by the series of magical attacks. He had never been bombarded by magical attacks before. All he could see were intertwined and flashing lights and flying pieces of clothing. His head felt like it was being smashed by several burly men with iron hammers. He couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

He staggered a few steps before regaining his balance, and quickly looked down to see numerous small blood spots on his body—from the wind needles; a few slightly yellow spots—from the fire pellets; and finally, a few thin scorch marks—from the lightning bolts. He tried to combine these injuries to claim a minor injury, but failed.

The students of the Zhigu School were also stunned, not understanding what had gone wrong with their long-cultivated Taoist practices.

The Zhigu Sect possessed Daoist arts, and the Dingxin Sect also had members who had mastered them. With the main force of the Zhigu Sect focused on Wei Yuan, the Dingxin Sect had no opponents. Cui Yu immediately unleashed a wind serpent, sweeping away seven or eight Zhigu Sect students who staggered and fell.

Seeing that the Zhigu Sect was about to lose again, an unremarkable student on the other side glared at Wei Yuan with hatred, and suddenly a beam of green light flew out from his sleeve!
A flash of blue light appeared before Wei Yuan in an instant; it was originally a small dagger. A sudden sense of danger rose in Wei Yuan's heart, and in that critical moment, he could only try his best to turn to the side.

The dagger pierced Wei Yuan's chest with ease, then emerged from his back, drawing out a fountain of blood!
Magic weapon!

Wei Yuan was stunned. Someone had already formed a foundation for their Dao?

A surge of immense Dao power raged within Wei Yuan's body, making his still-unrefined blood, bones, and internal organs extremely fragile. Wei Yuan felt as if all the strength in his body was flowing away from his wounds along with the blood, causing him to become unsteady on his feet. However, Wei Yuan was always stubborn and refused to give up so easily.

Seeing that Wei Yuan did not fall, the dagger spun in the air and then turned to shoot at Wei Yuan's back, seemingly intending to pierce another hole in him!

Wei Yuan tried his best to dodge, but the magic weapon was as fast as lightning, and he was seriously injured and weak, so how could he possibly dodge it?

Just then, a figure dressed in a pale yellow dress suddenly lunged at Wei Yuan. The dagger, unable to be stopped in time, pierced her back!

Wei Yuan was knocked down by the tackle and could no longer stand, and the two of them fell to the ground together.

"Miss Bao!!" Everyone was shocked to see Bao Yun stabbed by the magic weapon dagger, especially in the back, a vital spot, and quickly stopped.

Wei Yuan and Bao Yun remained motionless. The dagger was embedded in Bao Yun's back, only the hilt visible. A bloodstain appeared on her back in the blink of an eye, quickly expanding.

Xiao Yu was furious. His eyes suddenly filled with bloodshot veins. He crossed his arms and lifted them with great difficulty, as if he were carrying a mountain. A dazzling light shone between his arms, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding world frantically converged towards that light, actually stirring up a storm!
In the fierce wind, that little bit of light quickly became as bright as a red sun!
Everyone was very familiar with that soaring aura; it was the mark of the formation of the Dao Foundation. Xiao Yu was already on the verge of a breakthrough, but unexpectedly, in her rage, she broke through to the Dao Foundation right in the middle of the battle.

"Die!" The red sun in Xiaoyu's arms suddenly flew out and smashed down on the person who released the magical dagger!

Under the blazing sun, the man, though he had already cultivated to the Dao Foundation stage, was unable to move under the terrifying pressure. His face was ashen, and he could only watch helplessly as the red sun set behind him.

A sigh came from the air: "That's it?"

(End of this chapter)