I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 252 The Final Four (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"Unorthodox methods, a hodgepodge without any real expertise!"

Jiang Yurong suddenly spoke up. Just thinking about how Jiang Yi hadn't even stood properly and hadn't been sitting upright, a nameless anger rose in Jiang Yurong's heart.

She had such a good daughter, but Danxi led her astray like this!
Danxi was not angry when she heard this, but just smiled politely.

"Alliance Leader Jiang, this is my disciple. Please don't interfere too much, okay?"

Jiang Yurong clenched her fist, her chest tight with suppressed anger, yet unable to exhale.

If Yi'er hadn't been so drastically different from before, and if she hadn't been unable to withstand Danxi's unreasonable demands, she might not have been able to prove that Jiang Yi was Jiang Yi in the end, and her personal behavior would have affected the prestige of Xuan Ying Sword Sect and Immortal Alliance. She wouldn't have tolerated it to this extent.

Jade Pot True Monarch watched the two stand facing each other, his brows furrowing slightly. He thought to himself that Jiang Yurong was too tolerant. If Danxi had acted like this, others would probably have already fought each other and formed a deadly feud.

Moreover, she had a preconceived notion yesterday that Danxi had found an imposter to provoke Jiang Yurong, but upon closer reflection, something didn't seem right. Could it be...?

Jade Pot True Lord vaguely sensed something, but dared not speculate too much. He only told himself that this was someone else's family matter and it was better not to interfere.

True Monarch Tian Shou was straightforward and had some doubts about the battle just now. "Jiang Heying is not a sword cultivator. Where does the sword energy she cultivates come from? I didn't see it clearly just now. Did any of you senior brothers and sisters see it clearly?"

Xia Yangming asked in confusion, "Now that you mention it, it's true. Those sword energies weren't formed from the music, but appeared out of thin air."

Several pairs of puzzled eyes turned to Danxi, but Danxi's expression remained unchanged.

"The Qi cultivators of ancient times were not like the sword cultivators of today, who needed to store sword energy in their bodies in advance."

The group suddenly realized that Danxi meant that the sword technique Jiang Yi practiced was an ancient sword technique. There are many incomplete and rare copies of this type of technique, and even the Yuqing Sect has two of them.

Although the details were still unclear, the group was too embarrassed to press further. Cultivation techniques are a cultivator's private matter, and even with the same technique, different cultivators will produce different results, each with their own tricks.

In the cultivation world, no cultivator would casually pry into the details of another's cultivation. This is common sense, and it's also why the cultivation insights of others are so precious.

The group continued to drink tea and chat while keeping an eye on the fight below.

……

Mo Liao was crying, sobbing as he crawled on the ground picking up the broken pieces. If he was careful, he could still salvage some, so he could have something to show for himself when he got home.

Jiang Yi smiled as she leisurely rested on the cool, glass-like arena, watching the battles on other arenas.

Hua Gu spread her blanket over her head, providing shade while also recording the battles of the others.

That move just now consumed a lot of her and Hua Gu's strength, and also greatly depleted their sword energy. That sword energy was what she had condensed while staying up all night in Youxian Ferry, and half of it was gone.

She just hoped that these people would fight for a while longer so that she and Hua Gu could recover more and she could condense a few more sword energies to store up.

The onlookers in the distance gradually recovered from the shock brought by Jiang Yi and turned their attention to the other arenas.

……

On Liu Taozhi's side, the cold moon shines on the corpse puppet, and the frost sword cuts down the red-clad beauty.

Mingzhuang removed her cloak, revealing her wedding dress fluttering in the wind. As the soul-binding copper bell gently rang, her puppet husband suddenly sprang up, his arms sweeping across like iron gates, bringing with them gusts of bloody wind.

Although the Chimei Sect controls corpses, it is not an evil sect. This is because the sect has an ironclad rule: it controls corpses but not souls. It controls both human and animal corpses. Before controlling a corpse, the soul must be delivered first. A special method is used to "ask" the corpse whether it is willing to be controlled. It is forbidden to kill people for the purpose of refining corpses.

Hua Luosha betrayed the Chimeizhai after she was discovered to have intentionally killed people to create corpses.

The corpse puppet husband in the underworld was her childhood sweetheart when she was still a mortal, but he died unexpectedly before they were married.

The engagement should have been dissolved, and the deceased should have been freed. However, the man's family, fearing he would be lonely in the afterlife, tied the deceased to the coffin and placed the body inside.

The spirit makeup artist has a special constitution. He survived being buried in the same coffin as a dead person for forty-nine days and unexpectedly entered the Daoist path. He was rescued by the Golden Elixir Master of the Chimeizhai, who was traveling. He abandoned his former name and identity and severed all kinship ties, which is how he came to be the spirit makeup artist he is today.

On the arena, Liu Taozhi's white robes fluttered in the wind. The moment the Cold Moon Sword was drawn, frost condensed into three ice peach blossoms that hung beside her, the edges of the petals as sharp as blades.

The corpse puppet's claws tore at her face, but she lightly flicked it with her sword.

The frost-covered sword energy suddenly exploded, sweeping across the entire area. The corpse puppet's arms froze, and its joints cracked crisply.

With a gentle smile, Ming Zhuang floated around the scene like a ghost, her feet barely touching the ground. With a shake of the copper bell in her hand, a pair of 'Joyful Child' corpse puppets suddenly appeared behind Liu Taozhi, their sharp claws aimed straight for her heart!
These two children were summoned by Mingzhuang during the previous ten days of battle.

Everyone couldn't help but sigh, "As expected, we still have to fight against strong enemies to force these people to reveal their true strength."

Facing the pincer attack from the corpse puppet husband and the two children, Liu Tao's eyes flashed with cold light, and her sword abruptly changed direction.

Burial spring!

Large swaths of ice peach blossoms crashed down like a violent storm, instantly transforming into a surging torrent upon hitting the ground, freezing Xi Tong into an ice sculpture before sending him flying.

Mingzhuang retreated hastily, only to see Liu Taozhi suddenly dodge several times, anticipating her retreat position, and the sword tip was already three inches in front of her throat.

"Husband, save me!"

The corpse puppet suddenly went berserk and attacked Liu Taozhi from behind. The situation was unfavorable, and Liu Taozhi had no choice but to withdraw her attack to dodge.

Liu Tao remained calm and patiently waited for the next opportunity to push the other party into a corner.

……

On the arena where Xia Wanwan was, the talisman array shook the fire hammer, and all things fought against a thousand pounds.

Yan Kongqing's robes billowed, and the gilded compass 'Myriad Manifestations Compass' spun in the air. Hundreds of talismans formed an array like butterflies, turning into a net that pressed down on Xia Wanwan.

"Just a pile of waste paper!" Xia Wanwan grinned, and the weapon-forging hammer at her waist suddenly swelled up, unleashing a sweeping attack.

The array of runes collided with the fire wave, and the shockwaves kicked up dust outside the glazed platform.

Blood seeped from Yan Kongqing's fingertips as he drew a blood talisman in mid-air, doubling its power.

Xuanji Lock!
Golden chains wrapped around Xia Wanwan's limbs from the void. She flung out a handful of fire and lightning beads, all of which she had refined herself; there were plenty of them!
Amidst the explosions, the rune chains shattered, leaving Yan Kongqing speechless.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xia Wanwan's gigantic Flame Spider spewed out spider silk. Yan Kongqing quickly spun his compass to anticipate the attack, dodged to the side, and threw out several thunder talismans with his backhand.

Boom!

As lightning struck, Xia Wanwan's hammer strike changed again.

A massive fall!
The giant hammer crashed down like a meteorite, shattering the magic with its force. Yan Kongqing's talisman array was completely destroyed, and he was sent flying backward, coughing up blood.

Yan Kongqing is skilled at setting up formations with talismans. Once the formation is activated, he can turn the tables and trap Xia Wanwan, slowly wearing her down.

Xia Wanwan didn't give him a chance to start a battle. Every time she saw him have the idea of ​​starting a battle, she would hit him with a fire thunder pearl. Her attacks were too fierce and difficult to defend against.

Xia Wanwan pressed her advantage, her hammer whipping up a fiery tornado that forced Yan Kongqing to the edge of the platform.

The two of them were throwing fire and lightning orbs endlessly, and talismans endlessly; it was practically a competition of wealth.

However, Yan Kongqing, who was drawing talismans, was still weaker than Xia Wanwan, who was blacksmithing all day long. The difference in physical fitness and strength was too great, and he was unable to start the battle. His defeat was inevitable.

……

Next door, poisons and elixirs clash, life and death are revealed in the cycle of life and death.

Jin Jiuying, her face veiled in black, chuckled softly. The Heart-Eating Mayfly vanished into thin air, its ten fingers drawing out poisonous threads that wrapped around Bai Shengjie's wrists.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, let's see if you can heal faster or I can poison faster."

Upon hearing this, Bai Shengjie's expression changed drastically, realizing that Jin Jiuying's Heart-Eating Mayfly had silently invaded his body.

But Bai Shengjie showed no sign of impatience and calmly retrieved the elixir.

The green powder in his palm exploded, and an even stronger poisonous mist instantly spread.

Jin Jiuying's pupils shrank sharply, and she hurriedly retreated. "You really are as rumored, fond of using poison to fight poison."

Bai Shengjie remained silent, while the white-furred monkey on his shoulder roared wildly and swung its poisoned jade pestle, smashing it down fiercely.

The poisonous mist jolted, and Jin Jiuying felt excruciating pain in her mind. She stared in astonishment, "When did you poison me?"

Bai Shengjie slowly brushed the poison powder off his hands, without explaining his method of poisoning. "How does your own poison taste?"

Jin Jiuying knelt down and gagged. She quickly took out a small box, inserted her finger into it, and let the insects inside suck out the toxins from her body.

Bai Shengjie stood there waiting, not being aggressive.

"If you're not satisfied, we can have another match."

Jin Jiuying gave a helpless sneer. Those of them who played with poisonous insects hated alchemists and physicians who could detoxify, but this guy in front of her could not only detoxify, but also poison.

"You're such an annoying person~"

……

In less than a quarter of an hour, the outcome of the battle on the glass arena was decided one after another.

Liu Tao's frost sword is unparalleled, Xia Wanwan's fire hammer is domineering, and Bai Shengjie's poison is unpredictable.

There was also Jiang Yi, who was yawning, slowly standing up from the ground while holding the Floating Life Zither.

The final four have been decided, and some in the crowd are happy while others are sad.

Jade Pot True Monarch did not appear, but four pills appeared out of thin air. Just like last time, they were both for drawing lots and to help the four people recover their condition.

When the list of opponents for the next round was released, Bai Shengjie looked worried, while Liu Taozhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Wanwan laughed excitedly, tapping her palm with the shrunken weapon-forging hammer, "Hahaha, Jiang Heying, you've finally fallen into my hands! Let's see if you can still sit still now!"

In the next round, Liu Taozhi will face Bai Shengjie, and Xia Wanwan will face Jiang Yi.

Before Jade Pot True Lord could announce the start, Bai Shengjie suddenly stood up and shouted, "I want to concede defeat here."

As soon as these words came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

Bai Shengjie's alchemy master and several other alchemy masters from various sects were hidden in the high-altitude clouds, explaining with a smile to the other alchemy masters.

"Our Yuqing Sect consists of alchemists and physicians. We also use demon-controlling techniques for alchemy and healing. If Shengjie weren't proficient in poisons, I wouldn't have come to participate in the arena competition."

The Golden Core cultivator from the Liujing Sect beside him nodded, "That's right. It's really unnecessary for someone who's least skilled in magic to fight a sword cultivator who's most skilled in combat. The Yuqing Sect has always been indifferent to everything and takes saving lives and healing the wounded as its mission. It's not shameful to admit defeat gracefully."

The other people smiled and remained silent.

After a long while, Jade Pot True Monarch replied, "In that case, after Xia Wanwan and Jiang Yi's battle, the winner will compete with Liu Taozhi of Xuan Ying Sword Sect for the title of champion of the first Dao Asking Tournament."

　As mentioned in Chapter 106, Liu Taozhi has an ice spirit root, so any toxins or demonic energy entering her body will be slowed down. This is why Bai Shengjie is worried. I won't post any screenshots or images for you.

　　
　　
　
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