Building a long-lasting family lineage starting with genealogy

Chapter 267 "Brahma Sacred Body Technique," Dual Cultivation of Dharma and Body for Combat Power! (Seeking Monthly Tickets at the End of the Month!)

The great formation was withdrawn.

Mo Yue returned to the spirit beast pouch.

The three approached Ye Fan, Huang Tianxiong, and Huang Tianba.

The battle within the formation was incredibly fierce, but they felt nothing of it.

"Master, Father-in-law, Yue'er, are you all alright?" Ye Fan asked with concern upon seeing the three of them.

The Huang brothers bowed and greeted, "Patriarch, Elder."

Xu Chuan looked at the two of them and said, "The demonic cultivator has been killed by the three of us. However, today's events must not be revealed. I want you two to make a soul oath not to disclose the truth of today's events."

Huang Tianba and Huang Tianxiong exchanged a glance and nodded, saying, "We understand."

Then, in front of Xu Chuan and the others, he made a soul oath.

Xu Chuan nodded upon seeing this, then took out a storage bag from his sleeve and tossed it to Huang Tianba: "There should be the belongings of the person you are looking for inside, but the remains are probably gone."

As for the rest, you can handle them yourselves.

The storage bag belonged to the ancient demon, but all the items related to demonic cultivation had been moved by Xu Chuan; the rest were just ordinary pills and magical artifacts.

"Thank you, Patriarch." Huang Tianba clasped his hands in thanks again.

"What explanation do you plan to give when you get back?"

"We encountered a demonic cultivator, fought to the death and killed him, and found the magical artifacts of Brother Lu Shan in the demonic cultivator's storage bag."

Xu Chuan nodded after hearing this, and then left with Xu Mingxian and the other two.

After they left, Huang Tianxiong whispered, "Was that really a demonic cultivator?"

"That's a demonic cultivator, and it can only be a demonic cultivator!"

"I know, brother." Huang Tianxiong nodded emphatically as he looked at Huang Tianba's solemn expression.

The two returned to Yunxi Town, handed Lu Shan's magical artifact to Li Yunniang, and then told her the prepared explanation.

Li Yunniang's eyes were filled with pain, but she still bowed to the two men and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Huang. I'm so sorry that you were almost in danger as well."

“It’s all in the past.” Huang Tianba waved his hand and said, “Here are some spirit stones left behind by Brother Lu Shan, which I will also give to you.”

"Thank you."

Li Yunniang knew that Huang Tianba was kindly helping her, but she still had a young child at home and needed to make a living, so she did not refuse.

"I will repay these spirit stones in the future."

"No need, you and your child can live a peaceful life from now on."

After saying this, Huang Tianba and his brother left the Lu family courtyard.

Xu family.

The matter of the Ancient Demon has come to an end.

Xu Mingxian and Xu Deyue continued their seclusion and cultivation in preparation for the Grand Gathering of Prodigies.

The next day.

Ye Fan received a telepathic message from Xu Chuan and went to his meditation room.

"Master, are you looking for me?"

Xu Chuan glanced at Ye Fan, his cultivation level immediately apparent. "Indeed, even with your Heavenly Spiritual Root aptitude, it will be quite difficult for you to break through from the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment Level 6 to Foundation Establishment Level 7 in less than eight or nine months."

"Master, I will do my best." Ye Fan thought Xu Chuan was trying to dissuade him from participating, so he immediately expressed his determination.

Xu Chuan understood his thoughts and smiled, saying, "No need to be nervous. I called you here not to dissuade you from participating, but to lend you a helping hand."

Come forward.

Ye Fan took a few steps forward, and Xu Chuan raised his hand and pointed his sword finger at Ye Fan's brow.

Immediately, a beam of white light entered his brow.

Ye Fan's body trembled, and then a memory appeared in his mind. It was a body-refining technique called "Brahma Sacred Body Technique".

Moreover, this technique can actually be cultivated to the point of reaching the peak of the Nascent Soul stage!
"Master, this!" Ye Fan opened his eyes and looked at Xu Chuan in disbelief.

"This body-refining technique was obtained from that ancient demon, but unfortunately, one must have a physical body that has reached the second level to cultivate it. Currently, you are the only one in my Xu family who meets this requirement."

"Then you shall begin your cultivation."

Ye Fan was deeply moved and knelt down, saying, "Thank you, Master. Even if I were to be shattered to pieces, I could not repay your great kindness."

"Get up. You are my only disciple and my grandson-in-law. We are family. Why talk about repaying a debt of gratitude?"

"Yes, Master." Ye Fan stood up, overjoyed.

With this technique, his long-stagnant physical body could finally make progress again.

In fact, his physical strength is the foundation of his ability to fight opponents of higher levels.

As the gap between cultivation level and physical body level continues to widen, the amplification effect it brings also weakens.

Ye Fan knew this, but he was troubled by not having a way to improve his physical body.

Once you reach the second-tier physical body, ordinary training methods will not bring any improvement.

Now that he has a body-refining technique, and a top-tier one that can be cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage, Ye Fan is even more confident that he will one day be able to surpass the Cao family.

"I have studied this technique. The second stage of physical training mainly involves a medicinal bath using the blood of nine second- or third-tier demonic beasts combined with various spiritual herbs."

The stronger the monster, the better; monsters of the same type can be soaked a maximum of three times.

Therefore, I plan to have Mo Yue assist you for the first three times.

With his rank, a medicinal bath every seven days, three times, would be enough to bring your physical body to the late stage of the second rank.

Even with the armor that De Ling crafted for you, your internal organs would still be damaged if you were attacked by a powerful attack from someone at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

However, if your physical body reaches the late Foundation Establishment stage, you should be able to easily resist the backlash.

"Thank you, Master."

"Okay, you go back first. The herbs for the medicinal bath are still being collected. Come back in three days."

"Yes."

After Ye Fan left, Mo Yue flew out of the spirit beast pouch and wandered around Xu Chuan.

"You are truly generous. Such a cultivation technique is coveted by countless cultivators, yet you casually give it to your disciple."

"Do I look like someone who can walk the path of dual cultivation of body and spirit?" Xu Chuan smiled and said, "If I have the opportunity to walk this path in the future, I will naturally practice it as well."

“That’s true. At the moment, Ye Fan is the most suitable one.” Mo Yue added, “I’m going to go play with Xiao Feifei.”

Xu Chuan smiled faintly, "Are you playing him, or is he playing you?"

Three days later.

In Xu Chuan's meditation room, a bath tub about ten feet wide was filled with a deep blue medicinal liquid. The aroma of the medicine was so strong that it was almost tangible, and wisps of white mist rose from the liquid, lingering in the air above the secret room.

Ye Fan sat cross-legged in the tub, shirtless, the liquid covering his chest. As soon as it touched his skin, he felt a warm, stinging pain.

This medicinal liquid contains the essence blood of the Mo Yue dragon, making its medicinal properties extremely potent.

In the past few days, Ye Fan has thoroughly grasped the cultivation method of the "Brahma Sacred Body Technique".

Simply soaking in a medicinal bath only draws the medicinal power into the body. Only by circulating the medicinal power through the body's internal energy and refining it can one truly strengthen the physical body.

He knew that this body tempering would be extremely painful, but he still resolutely made hand seals with his fingertips and began to circulate his cultivation technique.

The moment the "Brahma Sacred Body Technique" was activated, the essence in the medicinal liquid surged wildly into Ye Fan's body through the pores of his body, as if being drawn in.

At first, it was a gentle warm current, but when the spiritual energy flowed through the meridians, the power of Mo Yue's essence blood was too domineering, and the warm current suddenly turned into scalding flames!
"hiss--"

Ye Fan gasped, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead, his entire body feeling as if it were being brutally crushed by a red-hot iron.

The excruciating pain spread through his nerves to every part of his body, and his skin immediately flushed a faint red, as if it were being scorched through by flames.

He gritted his teeth, stayed alert, and continued to practice his exercises.

Once you stop, the body tempering effect will be greatly reduced.

If the person falls into a coma, all their previous efforts will be wasted.

Before Ye Fan could get used to the burning pain, the essence of the medicine suddenly changed, producing an extremely cold power.

It was as if Ye Fan's entire body was being frozen.

Xu Chuan saw wisps of cold air coming from his mouth and knew it was due to the essence of Mo Yue's blood.

After all, he was originally a water dragon who cultivated extreme cold supernatural powers, so his blood naturally carried extreme cold power.

The chill traveled rapidly along the meridians.

Wherever it passed, the meridians became stiff as ice, and the blood seemed to freeze.

Ye Fan's lips instantly lost their color, his body trembled uncontrollably, and even fine ice particles condensed on his skin.

If it weren't for the continuous operation of the "Brahma Sacred Body Technique" to refine the essence of the medicinal liquid, Ye Fan might have been completely frozen and lost his life.

After a while.

The burning sensation returned!
The excruciating pain of alternating between ice and fire assaulted Ye Fan, making him feel as if his internal organs were churning. His vision blurred, and he nearly fainted several times.

He gripped the edge of the bathtub tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white and his fingernails digging deep into the wood grain of the tub, in order to stay awake.

The medicinal power of the liquid continued to surge in, with the burning and extreme cold rising in waves, one stronger than the next.

His meridians, tempered by ice and fire, sometimes expanded and sometimes contracted, emitting a faint "creaking" sound, as if they might break at any moment.

"We can't...stop..."

Ye Fan let out a soft moan, but a fierce and resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

He knew that if he stopped now, all the pain he had endured would be for nothing.

For his own sake, and to live up to Xu Chuan's expectations, he had to endure this body tempering.

He focused his mind and accelerated the circulation of the "Brahma Sacred Body Technique".

The refined medicinal liquid will form a special energy that repairs, nourishes, and strengthens the meridians, internal organs, and even bones.

Even the blood seems to be reborn, containing even stronger spiritual power.

Xu Chuan watched as the medicinal liquid in the bathtub gradually turned transparent, and nodded in satisfaction.

Watching from the side, seeing Ye Fan's contorted and extremely painful expression, Mo Yue muttered, "This path of body tempering is truly not for just anyone!"

"To gain great strength, one must naturally make sacrifices," Xu Chuan said calmly. "When you are powerless to face disaster in the future, the despair you feel then will be a hundred times more painful than the pain you feel now."

"maybe."

The body tempering lasted for a full three hours.

Ye Fan didn't even manage to let out a scream.

Afterwards, he stepped out of the bathtub, feeling his own body, which was terrifyingly powerful.

"Master, I feel that my physical body is capable of engaging in direct hand-to-hand combat with a mid-stage second-tier demonic beast!"

"Hmm." Xu Chuan smiled and nodded. "It seems my prediction was correct. Two more times will be enough to help you enter the late stage of the second tier of physical body."

Combined with your martial arts skills, your physical body alone can rival that of an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator at the peak of cultivation.

With additional magical power and artifacts, perhaps you too can secure a spot on the official selection and compete with the Foundation Establishment prodigies of the entire Tiannan region.

"This disciple will certainly not diminish the prestige of the Xu family."

During this period, the Xu family issued missions throughout Yunxi Town, offering high prices to collect the blood of peak second-tier demonic beasts.

Although many monster-hunting teams were tempted by the rewards.

However, the peak of the second-tier demonic beasts is so formidable that it makes people hesitate to approach.

Only a powerful demon-hunting team with a Foundation Establishment Perfection expert in charge, or a Foundation Establishment family in the town, would dare to accept this mission to enter the mountains to find a second-tier peak demon beast.

But it wasn't until Ye Fan's second medicinal bath that he collected two kinds.

"The speed is a bit slow. It's better for the Xu family to do it themselves," Xu Chuan thought to himself.

The reason for issuing the mission is to avoid deploying motorcycles as much as possible.

However, for now, the only option is for Ye Fan to take Mo Yue to the Tiancang Mountains.

Perhaps we can find a third-tier demonic beast and use its blood to temper our bodies. It would be even better if we could establish a long-term partnership.

Second quenching with the medicinal solution.

The process was still painful.

However, Ye Fan still managed to hold on until the end.

According to the "Brahma Sacred Body Technique", nine body temperings can complete the first level of cultivation. The physical body achieved through this process is related to the medicinal liquid and materials prepared.

However, after completing nine times, even the worst physical body is comparable to the late stage of the second tier, capable of withstanding top-tier magical artifacts.

If all the blood of third-tier demon beasts is used, then a second-tier perfect physical body can be achieved.

Ye Fan used the blood of a peak third-tier dragon for the first three times, and the effect was surprisingly good. Even after using peak second-tier demonic beasts, he was still able to achieve a perfect second-tier physical body.

If we use only third-tier monsters, we might be able to go even further.

After all, among the monsters, some are good at physical defense and some are not.

The truly powerful ones are naturally the dragons and the Xuan Turtle, which are at the peak of the second tier. Only magical artifacts with runes can truly harm them.

After the body tempering was completed, Xu Chuan let Ye Fan and Mo Yue go to the Tiancang Mountains to find monsters on their own.

Ye Fan's target is naturally third-tier demonic beasts; he doesn't even look at peak second-tier demonic beasts now.

Therefore, after three medicinal baths to temper his body, Ye Fan still failed to find a single third-tier demonic beast. Of course, his physical body had already broken through to the late second-tier stage as he had hoped.

With little time left, Ye Fan had no choice but to temporarily abandon his current path and focus entirely on cultivation.

Xu Chuan gave him a token and told him to go to Fire Cloud Valley for seclusion.

The fire-type spiritual vein there is of the second-tier upper grade, which is more abundant in spiritual energy than the second-tier lower grade spiritual vein in Yunxi Town, and is more suitable for his cultivation.

With his innate spiritual root talent, top-grade cultivation pills, breakthrough pills, and a second-tier top-grade spiritual vein, Ye Fan broke through several times in a few months, reaching the seventh level of Foundation Establishment.

It took Xu Chuan three or four years to go from the sixth to the seventh level of Foundation Establishment.

Time is long.

Before long, a message spread throughout the entire Tiancang Prefecture.

Five days later.

The Tiancang Sect will set up a fighting arena in the seven cities of Tiancang for two days.

The arena is defended by disciples of the Tiancang Sect. The winner will be led by a Tiancang Sect steward to the Tiancang Sect headquarters three days later to compete for the final thirty-six spots.

This includes the top 30 disciples of the Tiancang Sect and the top 10 disciples of the three sects.

Upon hearing this news, countless Foundation Establishment cultivators were eager to get started.

Xu Mansion.

Main hall.

“Father, the Tiancang Sect is using a tournament format for preliminary selection. The disciple defending the tournament should be at least in the top fifty in the Tiancang Sect.”

Which of the seven cities should we choose?

Xu Chuan looked at Xu Mingxian and said with a faint smile, "It's just a formality. Go to the nearest city, Jiaoxiu, and come back quickly. I won't go."

"Yes."

Five days later.

Xu Mingxian led Ye Fan, Xu Deyue, and several Xu family guards to Jiaosu City.

The arena in the center of Horned City was already packed with people.

At this moment, a young man dressed in the robes of a Tiancang Sect disciple stood proudly in the center of the arena and said, "Anyone who defeats me can compete with the top Foundation Establishment disciples of my Tiancang Sect and the Qingmu Sect."

"Who wants to come up and fight?" "I'll give it a try!"

A middle-aged monk flew onto the arena.

On the east side below the arena, an old man said calmly, "First, state your name and background."

"I am Zhang Jiao, from the Zhang family of Jiaosu City."

The old man nodded, took notes, and said calmly, "Let's begin."

"You dare to come at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment? Your courage is commendable. Make your move and let me see your strength."

The young man from the Tiancang Sect stood with his hands behind his back, his gray sect robes fluttering slightly in the wind, his gaze sweeping over Zhang Jiao with arrogance.

Zhang Jiao, with his tall and straight figure, cupped his hands and said in a deep voice, "Please enlighten me."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and the long sword at his waist was drawn. The sword light flashed like a silver ribbon across the air, aiming straight for the heart of the young man from the Tiancang Sect.

The young man from the Heavenly Cang Sect sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, and formed a shield with his left hand, his pale blue spiritual energy condensing into a magic circle.

While blocking the longsword, he clenched his right fist and, imbued with the powerful magic of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, smashed it toward Zhang Jiao's face.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao swiftly turned his sword, and with each change of sword technique, the sword light transformed into countless starlight.

Like a shooting star, the attack aimed at the young man's vital points, its dazzling moves like fireworks, causing the old man on the east side below the arena to nod slightly.

"It's all just for show!"

A look of disdain flashed in the young man's eyes. His spiritual power surged, and a shield of bluish-gray spiritual light formed, blocking all the starlight sword light.

He stepped forward, his punches becoming increasingly fierce, each one accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, forcing Zhang Jiao to retreat repeatedly.

Zhang Jiao gritted his teeth and persevered, changing his sword technique once more. The sword light condensed into a long silver rainbow, slashing fiercely towards the youth's protective shield.

The young man neither dodged nor evaded, but instead unleashed both fists, slamming them heavily onto the rainbow.

"Oh!"

Silver light scattered, and Zhang Jiao felt a tremendous force coming from him. His longsword almost slipped from his hand, and he staggered back several steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

The young man from the Tiancang Sect pressed his advantage, gathering bluish-gray spiritual energy in his right hand, transforming it into a fist shadow over ten feet long, which he slammed down towards Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao could no longer withstand the attack and was sent flying backward by the force of the punches, landing heavily outside the ring.

“Next!” the young man said casually, flicking his sleeve.

"As expected of a disciple of the Heavenly Azure Sect, so clean and efficient. Even a Foundation Establishment cultivator at the peak of their cultivation would be no match for them!"

"Although Zhang Jiao is also known as a genius in Jiaoxiu City, how can the Zhang family's training compare to that of the Tiancang Sect? Moreover, his strength has only just entered the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. This time he really acted impulsively."

Many people nodded in agreement, agreeing with what the person said.

It's not that Foundation Establishment families can't cultivate geniuses, but unless someone has special abilities, they are unlikely to be a match for disciples of a sect at the same cultivation level.

After all, the Heavenly Cang Sect recruits only geniuses.

Then several more Foundation Establishment Stage 9 cultivators came up, but at most they could only withstand 30 or 40 moves from the young cultivators of the Tiancang Sect.

From this point on, few people below the Foundation Establishment stage would step onto the platform.

However, even for cultivators who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage, not everyone can pass this test.

Even if one possesses the necessary magical power, a weak fighting style and inferior magical artifacts will inevitably lead to defeat.

"It seems that only geniuses from Golden Core families or top-ranked Foundation Establishment families can make a move."

"Indeed, most of the other Foundation Establishment families whose members have reached the peak of Foundation Establishment are already over two cycles of sixty years old."

In the discussion room.

"I come!"

Before the words were finished, a yellow figure swept over the heads of the crowd and flew onto the arena.

"It's Wenren Jie, the genius of the Wenren family, ranked sixty-fifth on the genius list!" someone exclaimed.

After stepping onto the stage, Wen Renjie clasped his hands in greeting and asked, "I am Wen Renjie. May I ask how this senior brother from the Tiancang Sect is addressed?"

"Zeng Guang".

"Please enlighten me, Senior Brother Zeng."

Wen Renjie cupped his hands in greeting, and as soon as he finished speaking, his right hand condensed into a pale purple spiritual power, transforming it into a spiritual blade as thin as a cicada's wing, which he then slashed toward Zeng Guang's waist.

Zeng Guang dared not be negligent. His bluish-gray spiritual energy once again formed a shield, blocking the spiritual blades. At the same time, he threw out both fists, and the fist shadows rained down on Wenren Jie.

The two clashed instantly, their purple blades and blue fists intertwining, the booming sound of their spiritual energy colliding echoing throughout the arena.

After more than ten moves, the two were evenly matched. The old man on the east side of the stage sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the ring.

Five moves later, Wen Renjie seized the opportunity when Zeng Guang's punching momentum faltered slightly. His spirit blade suddenly accelerated, grazing past Zeng Guang's fist shadow, and aimed straight for his wrist.

Zeng Guang hurriedly withdrew his hand, but he was still a fraction too slow. His wrist was grazed by the spirit blade, leaving a shallow bloodstain.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Wenrenjie stepped forward, channeling his spiritual power into the spirit blade. The purple light surged, and he made a virtual slash towards the young man's chest.

Although it didn't actually hit, it forced the young man to retreat repeatedly, almost stepping off the edge of the ring.

"As expected of a genius carefully nurtured by the Wen family, I have lost," Zeng Guang said frankly.

There are only two or three disciples like Wenrenjie in the Wenren family at most, and he ranks thirty-sixth among the younger generation of the Tiancang Sect.

If it were the overall ranking, including those who have cultivated supernatural powers for decades or even centuries, it would probably be ranked around seventy or eighty.

"Wenrenjie, you've passed." The old man on the east side of the arena stroked his beard and smiled faintly.

Finally, one is over.

Then, another person went on stage.

Zeng Guang had fought several battles and suffered some minor injuries, so he was replaced by Leng Chen, a new disciple of the Tiancang Sect, while he went off the stage to recuperate.

Leng Chen's strength is not much inferior to Zeng Guang's.

There are three disciples in total. The three take turns guarding the arena. As long as they are not seriously injured, they can take turns to enter the arena after half an hour of rest.

They are all at the peak of Foundation Establishment, so seriously injuring them is no easy task.

If they are truly too strong, Zeng Guang and his group will naturally have to admit defeat.

In a blink of an eye.

Half a day passed.

Only four people passed the test, all of whom were disciples of Golden Core families; not a single person from a Foundation Establishment family succeeded.

"The foundation of the Foundation Establishment family is still lacking."

"Who said that!" someone immediately retorted upon hearing this. "Don't forget that the Xu family of Yunxi has a 'Fairy of Cold Moon' who ranks fifteenth on the genius list."

Rumor has it that his elder sister, "Master Ling," is an even more extraordinary genius, having comprehended a trace of supernatural power.

"The Fairy of Cold Moon has arrived!" someone suddenly shouted.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

The crowd automatically parted to make way for Xu Deyue and her group.

Xu Deyue leaped onto the ring.

Zeng Guang's expression was solemn, and he was on high alert.

Just then, the old man below the stage asked, "Have you reached the peak of Foundation Establishment?"

"Yes," Xu Deyue replied calmly.

"Your magical power was already far superior to that of other cultivators at the same level, otherwise you wouldn't have surpassed many Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators at the mid-stage of the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. Now that you've made up for your last weakness, your strength has improved even further."

There's no need for another round of competition; I'll consider you to have passed directly.

"Thank you."

Xu Deyue stepped off the stage.

Everyone thought the Xu family would leave, but in the blink of an eye, Xu Mingxian stepped onto the arena.

The old man asked in surprise, "Who are you?"

“Xu Mingxian of the Xu family of Yunxi.”

Xu Mingxian is very low-key, and not many people know him, but someone present happened to recognize him. "He is the eldest elder of the Xu family and rarely appears in public."

"Let the competition begin," the deacon of the Tiancang Sect said calmly.

Zeng Guang sized up Xu Mingxian and saw that she was dressed in a moon-white outfit with a black jade belt around her waist, exuding a calm and detached temperament.

Such elegance is unmatched by most disciples of the entire Tiancang Sect.

"The Grand Elder of the Xu family has such an aura, he's like an immortal being. Today, I'm afraid quite a few female cultivators will be captivated by him."

Upon hearing these remarks, someone familiar with the Xu family laughed and said, "Then you've guessed wrong. Elder Xu already has a Daoist partner and a daughter."

"Fairy of the Cold Moon" is his daughter.

"hiss!"

Many onlookers were shocked by the news.

"They do look very similar; it seems that appearances are indeed hereditary!" remarked someone with an ordinary appearance.

Zeng Guang was also taken aback, and asked gossipily, "Is 'Fairy Cold Moon' really your daughter?"

"Not like?"

They look like siblings.

Xu Mingxian said calmly, "Thank you for the praise. Please make your move."

A top-tier wood-type flying sword appeared in Zeng Guang's hand.

However, on Xu Mingxian's side, the storage bag flashed with light.

A flying sword gleaming with golden light and a golden shield flew out at the same time. Both the sword and the shield were engraved with two fine lines, clearly two-patterned gold magic weapons!
"It's actually a two-patterned magic weapon!"

The crowd below gasped in surprise, their eyes fixed on the two magical artifacts, their envy evident in their expressions.

Upon seeing this, Zeng Guang's expression changed slightly, and he tightened his grip on the sword.

The deacon of the Heavenly Cang Sect also looked astonished.

The Xu family is really rich and powerful!
Xu Mingxian made a hand seal with her fingertips, and the metal-element flying sword suddenly transformed into a golden rainbow, carrying a sharp, piercing sound as it went straight for Zeng Guang's heart.

Zeng Guang hurriedly swung his sword to defend himself.

With a crisp clang, the wooden sword hummed as it was struck by the flying sword. A tremendous force traveled up the hilt, making his hand go numb and his arm ache slightly.

Before Zeng Guang could regain his footing, Xu Mingxian manipulated the golden shield again. The shield shone brightly and transformed into the size of a small mountain, smashing down on Zeng Guang with crushing force.

Zeng Guang was forced to retreat, but was relentlessly pursued by the Golden Rainbow Flying Sword. His sword moves were restricted at every turn, and he could only barely defend himself.

Xu Mingxian's attacks became increasingly fierce, and her flying sword would sometimes transform into countless golden dots, enveloping Zeng Guang's vital points.

Sometimes it condenses into sharp sword shadows, piercing straight into weaknesses.

The golden shield, like an impregnable fortress, blocked all of Zeng Guang's few counterattacks.

In just over ten moves, Zeng Guang was forced to a corner of the ring.

Zeng Guangjian feared that if his magical artifacts continued to clash, cracks would appear.

Looking at the golden sword and shield floating in front of Xu Mingxian, and feeling the powerful energy emanating from the magical artifacts, he knew there was no chance of turning the tide, so he helplessly cupped his hands and said, "I admit defeat."

The crowd below the stage erupted in uproar, exclaiming in amazement: "A two-pattern magic weapon is indeed powerful!"

"It's great to have a clansman who is a top-notch weapon refiner; we never have to worry about top-tier magic weapons."

"Yes, even among Golden Core families, it's rare to see two-patterned magic weapons, but Xu Mingxian brought out two right away, one for offense and one for defense."

With the help of magical artifacts, he estimated he could forcibly secure one of the thirty-six spots.

The voice sounded sour no matter how you listened to it.

"Thank you for your concession!" Xu Mingxian clasped his hands in a fist salute, then leaped off the stage and went to Xu Deyue's side.

And then the next moment.

To everyone's astonishment, Ye Fan leaped onto the arena.

"What's going on? A Foundation Establishment Stage 7 cultivator dares to step onto the arena?!"

"Isn't he Ye Fan, the 'Heaven-Covering Hand'? And the Daoist partner of the 'Fairy of the Cold Moon'!"

"No matter how famous you are, you're not even at the seventh level of Foundation Establishment yet. There are many famous geniuses from the four major Golden Core families in the city, but most of them are only in the middle or late stages of Foundation Establishment, far from the perfection of Foundation Establishment."

"They didn't even go on stage, so what makes Ye Fan dare to go up?"

At this moment, Wenrenjie said, "Brother Ye, it has been a year since the last 'Yunhu Gathering'. I didn't expect you to break through one after another and reach the seventh level of Foundation Establishment."

This cultivation speed is truly impressive.

"Brother Wenren," Ye Fan said, cupping his fists in greeting, "Do you also feel that I am not qualified to stand on this stage?"

Wen Renjie said calmly, "Last time, Brother Ye, at the sixth level of Foundation Establishment, withstood three moves from Yun Yi of the Jiao Cang Sect and injured him. I admire your strength."

But this grand gathering of geniuses is still too early for Brother Ye.

"You all think so too?"

Ye Fan looked at the other Foundation Establishment geniuses from Golden Core families.

Ye Fan had met them at the last "Yunhu Meeting" and exchanged a few words with them.

"Brother Ye, please don't push yourself. We all acknowledge your talent and potential."

Ye Fan suddenly burst into laughter and asked, "What do you think defines a prodigy?"

Before they could answer, he continued, "In my opinion, a prodigy is like the sun in the sky; does it ever care about the thoughts of the masses?"

Wen Renjie and the others frowned, their eyes flashing with displeasure.

"You all think I'm overestimating myself, but today I'm going to shatter your perceptions and show you just how shallow your understanding is!"

"Ye Fan of the Xu family of Yunxi, please enlighten me!"

The sound was like rolling thunder, stretching for miles.

Zeng Guang glanced at the steward below the arena, who nodded, and then pointed his sword at Ye Fan, saying, "Fellow Daoist Ye, be careful, I won't hold back."

"No need to hold back!"

He raised his hand and patted his storage bag, from which two beams of spiritual light flew out. They were crimson gold gauntlets and armor, both of which were two-patterned magical artifacts.

Everyone was stunned!
The Xu family must be wholesalers of two-patterned Buddhist artifacts!
I really want to be a member of the Xu family!
I wonder if I could obtain a magical artifact with intricate patterns by recognizing a godfather!
Covering his entire body in armor, with his fists pressed firmly against his palms, Ye Fan's aura instantly became incredibly domineering. The faint crimson-gold spiritual light made him appear like a god of war.

This would also conceal the unusual way Ye Fan used the "Brahma Sacred Body Technique".

Ye Fan flexed his wrists, the gauntlets emitting a slight metallic hum. He used only 70% of his physical strength, took a step, and rushed towards Zeng Guang like an arrow.

He was once a martial arts master, skilled in close combat.

In an instant, he closed in on Zeng Guang, his right fist whistling through the air as he aimed straight for Zeng Guang's face.

Zeng Guang hurriedly swung his sword to block.
"clang!"

The gauntlet collided with the sword blade, and a tremendous force traveled through the blade, making his arm go numb and nearly causing him to drop the wooden sword.

"What a strong force!"

An incredulous look appeared in Zeng Guang's eyes; he hadn't held back at all.

Knowing Ye Fan's physical strength, Zeng Guang hurriedly retreated, slashing out several spiritual energy sword shadows in an attempt to create distance.

Ye Fan neither dodged nor evaded; his crimson-gold armor gleamed with spiritual light, blocking all the sword shadows.

The internal organs were completely unharmed despite the aftershocks of the attack.

He grinned and moved forward again, his fists raining down on Zeng Guang like a storm. Each punch forced Zeng Guang to retreat repeatedly, and his swordplay became increasingly chaotic.

(End of this chapter)