Nine Transformations of the True Spirit.

Chapter 206 Distress
The trajectories of these nine golden swords were extremely erratic. The male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect became timid and just tried to escape. Although he avoided six of the golden swords, he was still hit by the last three and died on the spot.

After the golden sword was slashed out, it turned into points of light and dispersed, like drizzling rain.

Shen Danmei was worried about Chen Yuan, so she put away the head and storage bag of the male cultivator from the Hehuan Sect and was about to go to support Chen Yuan.

But as soon as she turned around, she saw the red cloud that spread for a hundred feet dissipate, and Chen Yuan flew towards this side with a calm expression, but the two Blood Spirit Sect monks who were chasing him disappeared without a trace.

Shen Danmei was stunned for a moment, her mouth slightly open, looking at Chen Yuan in disbelief.

Only a dozen breaths passed from the time the two Blood Spirit Sect monks caught up with Chen Yuan to the time when no trace of their bodies remained.

In a short period of time, Chen Yuan fought one against two and killed two opponents of the same level. He himself was intact, and even the standard robes of the Lingyun Sect on his body were spotless.

Now she understood why Chen Yuan insisted on signing up for the war.

An alchemist who is proficient in alchemy has a strength far beyond that of the cultivators of the same level. In just a few dozen breaths, he killed three cultivators of the same level one after another. Shen Danmei had never seen such a person before. Even the senior brother Lin Hao could not do this!

Shen Danmei's heart was greatly shocked, and she looked at Chen Yuan with surprise in her eyes, and her worry about him disappeared without a trace.

Chen Yuan was also paying attention to Shen Danmei's situation. He noticed her gaze and smiled and nodded at her.

Shen Danmei looked at Chen Yuan's smile again, her face slightly flushed, and she turned her head to look for her next opponent.

She thought of how she had told Chen Yuan before the war to be careful and to take care of him, and she couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry.

Chen Yuan is so powerful, why does he need her to take care of him?
Junior Brother Chen was the same. He was obviously very skilled, but he kept his mouth shut, which made me look bad in front of him...

Shen Danmei complained a few words in her heart, but she was also delighted by Chen Yuan's strong strength.

At this moment, a voice came into her ears: "This fairy, I am Xu Feiqing. I admire your appearance and wish to become your Taoist partner. I hope you will not refuse."

Shen Danmei was startled and looked in the direction of the sound.

The person who spoke was a young monk who looked to be only about twenty years old, and was slowly flying towards this side.

This man was tall, wearing a white gown, had a handsome face, and a faint smile on his lips, like a gentle and elegant young man from a wealthy family.

But he put his left hand around the slender waist of a beautiful female cultivator and kept rubbing her body, occasionally moving up a few inches and kneading her at will, with extremely indecent movements.

This female cultivator had a pretty face, like a girl of seventeen or eighteen, but her figure was curvy, which was a huge contrast.

She was wearing the standard robes of the Lingyun Sect, and she was nestled in Xu Feiqing's arms, as if she was weak and boneless. Her face was flushed, her eyes were blurred, and she murmured, "Xu Lang, I want... I want..."

Xu Feiqing stopped thirty feet away from Shen Danmei, raised his right hand, and brushed the messy hair of the female cultivator behind her ears, his movements were extremely gentle, and said with a smile: "My lady, don't worry. After returning to the sect, your husband will definitely favor you and let you and this fairy enjoy paradise together..."

At the end of his speech, he looked up at Shen Danmei and looked her up and down.

Under Xu Feiqing's gaze, Shen Danmei felt as if she was being stared at by a hungry wolf. All her clothes were stripped off, and she was like a lamb to be slaughtered. She couldn't help but feel fear.

But then, a mixture of anger and shame rose up, she gritted her teeth and opened her beautiful eyes wide: "Lecher, I'm going to kill you!"

But when she saw the female cultivator's face clearly, she was shocked: "What did you do to Senior Sister Yun? Let Senior Sister Yun go!"

This female cultivator's name is Yun Wei, and her cultivation level is the same as Shen Danmei's, both are in the middle stage of foundation building.

There are not many female foundation-building practitioners in Lingyun Sect, and those who have cultivated to the middle stage of foundation-building are even rarer. Therefore, she and Yun Wei are close friends.

But Yun Wei has always been cold and aloof to men, but now she is nestled in this man's arms with an unsatisfied look, which makes Shen Danmei very surprised.

Xu Feiqing chuckled, "So your surname is Yun? Thank you for telling me, Fairy. Madam Yun is not in serious condition. She just admires me. Don't worry, Fairy. I always treat everyone equally. As long as you are willing to become my Taoist partner, I will also favor you. Let you and Madam Yun go to paradise together. Isn't it wonderful?"

His expression was sincere, but his words were shameless.

Shen Danmei had never been humiliated like this since she became Jin Luoheng's disciple. The dark days she had spent in the Jiaofangsi came back to her mind. The faces of those lewd and lustful men were vivid in her mind. She was so angry that she was shaking all over.

She almost lost her virginity in the Music Bureau and hated such lustful men the most. Xu Feiqing's words just touched Shen Danmei's sore spot.

She shouted angrily: "I will kill you, you scoundrel!"

She raised her hand, made a gesture, and summoned a golden glass mirror. Dozens of rays of light from the mirror turned into sharp blades and shot towards Xu Feiqing.

Then she changed the magic gestures in her hands, muttered something, and performed the sword rain technique again. Nine golden magic swords slowly condensed into shape above her head, emitting bursts of sharp sword energy.

The Sword Rain Technique is a high-level spiritual technique of the metal element. It is extremely powerful. The nine golden magic swords condensed contain a wisp of Gengjin energy and are extremely sharp.

This technique was extremely difficult to perform, and Shen Danmei could only barely master it. She could only condense nine golden magic swords, but it was enough to be her strongest means.

The complete Sword Rain Technique can condense thirty-six golden flying swords. The swords fall like rain, and even a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage would be in great trouble.

Facing the attacking sharp blade, Xu Feiqing chuckled, stroked his storage bag, and took out a thin pink gauze scarf to protect himself.

The sharp blade transformed by the mirror light slashed on the pink gauze, as if it had slashed on the extremely slippery fish scales, and slid to the side.

After Xu Feiqing raised the pink veil, he no longer paid attention to the mirror-like blade, and moved his gaze to the nine golden magic swords that were about to form, and said with a smile: "Sword Rain Technique? Not bad, not bad..."

He watched the nine golden magic swords condense into shape without any movement. His left hand was constantly kneading Yun Wei's plump breasts. He lowered his head, took a deep breath of Yun Wei's hair, closed his eyes slightly, and showed a look of intoxication.

Shen Danmei's anger grew even stronger, and she shouted, "Behead!"

Nine golden magic swords drew nine erratic paths, slashing towards Xu Feiqing from all directions, making whistling sounds.

Xu Feiqing was not in a hurry. He waved his right hand, a pink gauze light flashed, and he took the initiative to greet him.

Nine golden magic swords slashed on the pink gauze at the same time, easily cutting it apart.

But every time a layer of the pink gauze was cut, another layer would grow again, as if endless, wrapping up the nine golden magic swords until the power of the sword rain technique was exhausted, and it was still intact.

Shen Danmei's face turned ugly. The pink gauze was intact under the golden magic sword. It must be a top-grade spiritual weapon. When Xu Feiqing injected true energy into it, his spiritual power was revealed, and he was actually a cultivator at the peak of the foundation-building stage!
Xu Feiqing smiled and said, "Even steel that has been tempered a hundred times cannot defeat the softness of a finger. Fairy, you are so beautiful, don't you understand this truth?"

After saying that, he stroked his storage bag, took out a transparent jade bracelet and threw it out.

The jade bracelet grew to three feet in size and flew towards Shen Danmei at a slow speed.

Shen Danmei immediately raised a small bronze shield to block, but the jade bracelet hit the small shield, and a flash of light appeared. A layer of ice appeared at the point of collision and continued to spread.

Shen Danmei's face changed slightly, and she quickly took back the bronze shield, and at the same time performed the Golden Sword Technique, condensing a golden sword and shooting it at Xu Feiqing. The jade bracelet was relentless and continued to fly over, hitting the bronze shield, and another layer of ice emerged.

Those golden magic swords were easily blocked by the pink gauze and had no effect.

After several consecutive collisions, the small bronze shield was almost completely covered by ice, and it was extremely sluggish when flying back and forth.

This transparent jade bracelet, like the pink gauze, is a top-grade spiritual weapon made of a unique material that is far beyond the ability of a small bronze shield to withstand.

Xu Feiqing watched Shen Danmei struggling to resist the jade bracelet, his left hand constantly caressing Yun Wei's delicate body, and said with a smile: "Xu is just admiring the fairy's appearance, and wants to be a Taoist partner with the fairy. This is a happy thing for everyone, why should the fairy resist?"

Shen Danmei turned a deaf ear to him, gritted her teeth, raised her hands, made hand gestures, muttered something, and used the sword rain technique again, ready to fight to the death.

Nine golden magic swords slowly formed in front of her, emitting a sharp aura.

At the same time, she turned her head and looked in the direction where Chen Yuan was flying, wanting to remind Chen Yuan to escape quickly.

Xu Feiqing was a cultivator at the peak of the foundation-building stage. He simply summoned two top-grade spiritual weapons and easily suppressed her completely. She was on the verge of defeat.

If Chen Yuan tried to rescue her, he would end up like her.

But when Shen Danmei turned her head, she found that Chen Yuan was stopped by two monks from the Hehuan Sect.

She felt relieved, smiled slightly, turned back and continued to perform her magic.

Even if Chen Yuan could kill the two people, she should have died at the hands of Xu Feiqing. Chen Yuan should not provoke a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator for her.

She can give it a try.

……

Chen Yuan looked past the two Hehuan Sect monks, a man and a woman, and glanced at Shen Danmei who was in danger. Then he retracted his gaze and said coldly, "You're looking for death!"

He stroked the storage bag and sacrificed the Xuanshui Flag. The shadow of the Xuanwu beast flew out, spitting out two streams of water, condensing into a Xuanming water ball, protecting Chen Yuan inside.

Then Chen Yuan took out another golden talisman, raised his hand and injected true energy into it, muttering something. Golden rays of light flew out from the golden talisman and condensed into a golden pistol.

Seeing this, the faces of the people blocking the road changed. The female cultivator screamed, "Fu Bao! Kill him quickly!"

She raised her hand and made a gesture, and a lifelike fire python quickly took shape and pounced towards Chen Yuan.

This is a low-level fire-based spiritual technique, the Fire Python Technique. This woman can perform it in an instant, so she must be at least a cultivator with earth spiritual roots.

The male cultivator raised his hand and made a gesture, and a short blue blade shot out from above his head.

But the fire python and the short blade only burned out a cloud of water vapor when they hit the Xuanming water ball. With the continuous replenishment of Xuanming water, the water ball remained motionless.

The male cultivator gritted his teeth, stroked his storage bag, took out a talisman, injected his true energy into it, and a gray flying sword quickly condensed and took shape in front of him.

Chen Yuan's expression was slightly solemn, but then he sneered and ignored it.

Talismans also have different levels. When the Shattered Moon Spear talisman in his hand is fully activated, it can exert 20% of the power of the magic weapon. Even a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage has to temporarily avoid the edge.

However, the talisman in the male cultivator's hand was specially made for Qi-refining cultivators. It only contains some of the power of magic weapons and can only exert power equivalent to that of a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The Qianjun Axe and the Golden Brick Talismans that Chen Yuan obtained before he built his foundation were of this type and could only be called fake talismans.

These fake talismans have limited power and can only be used as trump cards of Qi Refining cultivators. Otherwise, they would have been snatched away by Foundation Establishment cultivators long ago.

The flying sword in the male cultivator's hand quickly condensed into shape and slashed towards the Xuanming water ball. Each strike was able to cut off a large piece of Xuanming water.

The female cultivator also continued to use the Fire Python Technique, condensing three fire pythons about ten feet long to besiege Chen Yuan.

But with the two of them exerting all their strength, the Xuanming water ball only shook slightly, still protecting Chen Yuan firmly in the middle.

The two men looked anxious and glanced at each other. The male cultivator raised his hand to recall the short blade and the gray flying sword, turned around and fled, leaving only the fire python to restrain Chen Yuan.

But at this time, the Broken Moon Spear had already condensed into shape. Chen Yuan sneered, raised his hand and waved it, and the Mysterious Water Ball dispersed, and shouted: "Go!"

The Broken Moon Spear flashed and shot out. The three fire pythons suddenly froze and then disappeared silently.

The flying speed of the two was far slower than that of the Broken Moon Spear, so they quickly stopped and raised their defensive spiritual weapons.

But with Chen Yuan's full strength, the Broken Moon Spear could exert 20% of its power. With just one strike, the two defensive spiritual weapons were shattered, and the two men were stabbed to death one after another.

Chen Yuan immediately recalled the Broken Moon Spear and flew forward.

……

Xu Feiqing looked at the nine golden flying swords that were about to take shape, sighed softly, and suddenly raised his left hand to grab Yun Wei's neck from behind: "This is a happy event, why bother with swords? Xu's patience is limited. If the fairy doesn't stop, I will strangle Yun Wei to death now!"

He said this with a smile, but his tone was extremely cold.

Yun Wei's eyes were still blurry. She hugged Xu Feiqing with both hands and whispered tenderly: "Xu Lang, I want... I want..."

Shen Danmei naturally would not be buried with Yun Wei, but after hearing this, she still looked up.

At this moment, Yun Wei suddenly trembled, turned to look at Shen Danmei, and her pupils turned pink.

Their eyes met, and Shen Danmei's mind suddenly went blank. She stood there in a daze, and Xu Feiqing's charming voice reached her ears: "Madam, why don't you come into your husband's arms?"

Shen Danmei's eyes were dull and a look of struggle appeared on her face. She slowly lowered her hands, and the nine golden flying swords that were about to take shape trembled slightly, shattered into a piece of golden light, and disappeared into smoke.

Xu Feiqing smiled even more and said softly, "Yes, that's right. Your husband will definitely take good care of you..."

Yun Wei's expression was still intoxicated, and she kept murmuring.

Shen Danmei stared at Yun Wei blankly, her pupils also dyed a layer of light pink, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she said in a delicate voice: "Xu...Xu Lang..."

He raised his hand, took back the golden glass mirror and the small bronze shield, and slowly flew towards Xu Feiqing.

(End of this chapter)