Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 185 Conservation of Luck
The sound of footsteps brought Wei Xi back to his senses.

Putting aside the matter of the red thread for the time being, Wei Xi got up from the ground and went straight to the unattended embroidered portrait of Aibina.

Wei Xi's movements could not escape the attention of Ai Binna who came to check.

As Wei Xi had thought, Aibina was indeed still subject to the limitations of Heaven. Because of this, using the embroidered image beyond her level had significantly reduced her current condition.

But she knew in her heart that even if a cultivator of Qi Refining relied on the power of his ancestor, the borrowed embroidered image could only exert the power corresponding to the borrower's cultivation level.

Therefore, in order to eliminate Wei Xi's work, he had to do it himself.

Halfway through, Aibina inevitably discovered that large areas of trees were withering.

However, she had never used [Ancestral Blessing] before, and thought it was the result of her own embroidered portrait, and couldn't help but show joy on her face.

"No wonder the elders in the clan value [Ancestral Blessing] so much," Aibina muttered. "It's really useful. I must practice quickly to unleash its true power!"

While thinking, Aibina had already arrived at the core area of the conflict. She saw Wei Xi, who had been flying her like a kite for nearly two quarters of an hour... and rushed towards a body.

"Why didn't [Ancestral Blessing] control her?" Abina was horrified. Then she immediately realized something. "Why did this person go for [Eternal Life]?"

Wei Xi's next move made Aibina's heart almost jump out.

Wei Xi pulled out an axe from his Qiankun bag and chopped at the unresponsive statue lying on the ground.

"Retract!!!" Aibina shouted until her voice broke: She was injured in the ring, but if this embroidery image that could condense into a solid object was damaged, she would not be able to use it for ten days or half a month.

Seeing Wei Xi slashing at [Eternal Life] with a ferocious look on his face, Aibina's first reaction was to put away her precious embroidered portrait.

In order to save spiritual energy, Abina chose not to recycle [Eternal Life] for the time being, but she did not expect that someone would go to chop up the "corpse".

At this moment, Abina's face turned pale, and she regretted why she was greedy for small gains and almost suffered a big loss.

The next moment, Wei Xi taught her that the loss she suffered was far greater than she had imagined.

The moment Wei Xi laid eyes on Aibina, he knew her opponent was weakened. Now that the poison had already entered her system, if the physical statue could infect Aibina, that would be great; if not, he could still fight.

After analyzing the situation, Wei Xi immediately strung the crossbow, filled the arrow with spiritual power, and pulled the trigger.

Arrows imbued with spiritual energy raced towards Aibina, forcing her to interrupt her unfinished spell. Most Xiuxiang Sect monks weren't good at physical combat, and Aibina was no exception. She could only barely dodge Weixi's arrows one after another.

However, after a few breaths of [Ancestral Protection] returning to her body, Abina, who was trying to avoid it, felt a stomachache and immediately spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Wei Xi, who witnessed this scene, breathed a sigh of relief: his plan was successful.

Aibina looked at the pool of dark red blood in disbelief, and before she knew it, her calf was hit by Wei Xi's arrow.

Wei Xi didn't care whether his opponent was shocked or not: he had done so much, and the situation was finally reversed.

Ignoring all the speculations about the red line in his mind, Wei Xi seized the opportunity and shot another arrow.

This arrow was quite humanitarian and was filled with Wei Xi's earnest care for his fellow Taoist.

Aibina's shoulder was stabbed through and there was blood all over the wound. She looked in a very miserable state.

But she couldn't care less at this moment. Aibina pinched her neck in pain. Her whole body was in pain, as if something exploded inside her body, and as if something was kneading her internal organs.

"Don't waste your time," Wei Xi said, aiming the loaded crossbow at Aibina's heart. "I poisoned you and then tricked you into doing strenuous exercise."

"If you want to feel better, then don't struggle. Just focus on healing your wounds after the competition." Abiina didn't believe it and sarcastically said, "What could it be? It's just..."

Before she could finish the second half of her sentence, Aibina spat out another mouthful of blood.

Looking at the black and red corners of Abina's mouth, Wei Xi raised his hand, aimed the crossbow at her forehead, and pulled the trigger.

"Stage number two, Qingcheng Sect's Wei Xisheng!"

With the explosion of Abina's head and the announcement of the ring, the battle that lasted for nearly half an hour finally ended.

The arena forcibly canceled the [Landscaping] function, the withered forest disappeared, and Wei Xi and Ai Binna also returned to their normal size.

The Xiuxiang Sect monks, who were originally full of confidence, were instantly furious when they saw their fellow disciples lying on the ground.

"Come and see! Abina has been badly injured!"

"What serious damage? Have you forgotten Abina's [Eternal Life]?"

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten! But who in the sect doesn't have a few embroidered portraits? Hers sounds impressive, but the tradition of embroidered portraits is all about exquisite craftsmanship. Why are you all so surprised by her defeat?"

"Some people are just sour. Considering Ai Binna's abilities, she lost to the Qingcheng Sect. Wasn't that a sign of letting her win?"

"By the way, why does it feel like the Qingcheng Sect is quite powerful this year? More cultivators have made it through the first round? Didn't the Qingcheng Sect also perform well in the secret realm?"

"No matter how much you change, you're still a hopeless case! The Qingcheng Sect is incredibly lucky this year, and that sect doesn't have many good students either."

Wei Xi, on the stage, naturally couldn't hear much of what was said. She had wanted to leave the stage immediately, but Ai Binna's condition was getting worse and worse, and the poison had already spread to her jaw.

If Wei Xi left the arena at this moment, he might be mistaken for a cultivator who did not know etiquette, thus damaging the dignity of the Qingcheng Sect, which had long ceased to exist.

Two black dots came closer and closer, grew larger and larger, and landed precisely next to Aibina.

One of the monks, who had three birds tattooed on his nose, quickly cast a healing spell on Aibina, felt her pulse, and looked up at Wei Xi and said, "Fellow Daoist, could you tell me what you used on Aibina?"

Hearing this, Abina struggled and said, "No need...! Don't ask her!"

"Nonsense!" another young monk said, "Your parents have been spoiling you forever, and you've become even more unwilling to listen to others! If you lose, you lose. You've lost your composure for nothing!"

"Can you use an embroidery like [Ancestral Blessing] now? You only know how to compete, and you have no humility to learn from others!"

This young man clearly had a lot of profound ideas to say. Wei Xi looked on coldly, saying nothing.

"Fellow Daoist," the young monk bowed to Wei Xi with an earnest expression, "could you please show me the way?"

"Wei An from the Qingcheng Sect," Wei Xi replied directly, "Senior Brother Wei should be able to remove this poison."

"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Wei!"

Wei Xi's victory in this round was hard-won. If he hadn't gotten that magic weapon and hadn't had the red line on him, he would probably have stopped here.

Wei Xi was actually the last competitor to finish this round. Before he even reached shore, the list of opponents for the second round had already been released.

Golden names appeared in the air. Wei Xi, who had just experienced a fierce battle, saw his name appear on the first line.

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