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Chapter 146 Spiritual Tide
Swish!
The light of swords flashed.

Xiao Yang and Ling Zhonghan instantly clashed, their blades flashing and swords whistling. The blades and swords transformed into two rings of light, constantly colliding and striking each other, making it impossible to determine the victor for the time being.

"Yan Chuyu! Come and fight!"

"Mo Weiping! Last time we were evenly matched, do you dare to fight again today?"

As Xiao Yang and Ling Zhonghan clashed, disciples from other sects also began to challenge each other to battle.

"What do you want from me, you defeated opponent?"

Yan Chuyu raised her chin slightly, revealing a hint of arrogance, and looked at the female disciple of the Xuanyu Sect who had challenged her to a duel.

"Don't be arrogant. I've learned a new sword technique that you might not be able to withstand."

The female disciple gave a soft snort.

Yan Chuyu drew her sword and stepped forward to meet her opponent, scoffing, "Then I'll make you submit willingly."

As Yan Chuyu moved forward, Wu Ming stood alone on the riverbank. He only glanced at the various places around him out of the corner of his eye, showing little interest in the competition between Ling Zhonghan and the others. In the end, he turned his gaze back to the Baimo River, carefully sensing the river and the subtle changes that the power of heaven and earth was constantly producing on it.

Just then, someone finally came to their door.

"Wu Ming, I challenged you to a fight last time, but you didn't accept. Now that the time is right, you won't refuse again, will you? If you're afraid to fight me, I won't force you. Just say the word and I won't make things difficult for you."

Lu Weiping strode over to Wu Ming's front, brandishing his sword, and spoke in a light tone.

This statement came out.

Immediately, many eyes turned to them from the vicinity.

Although the banks of the Baimo River were in chaos, with people fighting everywhere, most people did not actually make a move. For example, older people like Qian Qiu, who had lost their fighting spirit, and some newly promoted disciples who knew that their strength was insufficient and that they still needed to cultivate further, all voluntarily stayed at a distance and watched from afar.

Seeing Lü Weiping challenge Wu Ming to a duel, with a hint of provocation in his tone, many people showed expressions of great interest.

After all, Lü Weiping was a patrol officer of the Demon Suppression Division, while Wu Ming was a patrol officer of the Cautious Punishment Division. The two divisions had always been on the same page, including in this riverside area, where the younger generation would fight against each other, but Lü Weiping challenged Wu Ming, who was also in both divisions, in full view of everyone, which seemed to indicate that they had a long-standing grudge.

"Come."

When faced with Lü Weiping's challenge, Wu Ming remained calm and responded with only one word.

With his current level of cultivation, he naturally had no interest in Lü Weiping, but Lü Weiping's repeated provocations had annoyed him, and he had to deal with him occasionally, so as not to let the fly keep buzzing around his ears.

"it is good!"

When Lü Weiping saw Wu Ming accept the challenge, a glint flashed in his eyes.

He gripped the horizontal sword with both hands, his blood surging, and in an instant, his strength exploded. He charged angrily towards Wu Ming, using the same move as Yan Chuyu, slashing out a burst of sword light.

As Yan Yuntian's disciple, he and Yan Chuyu were from the same lineage. In terms of skill and technique, they were actually similar. However, he was a man after all. During the third stage of blood coagulation, the physical advantage of men still existed slightly. Therefore, when he swung his sword, his skill was similar to Yan Chuyu's, but he was slightly stronger.

Wu Ming dealt with Lü Weiping's attack with remarkable ease.

He simply drew his gun and swung it.

The flashes of blades and guns passed by, resulting in two collisions.

The first clash was between Wu Ming's gun and Lü Weiping's knife, sparks flying everywhere. The second clash was between Wu Ming's gun and Lü Weiping's chest, a sweeping blow that landed on Lü Weiping's body.

Clang! Bang!
Two different voices rang out one after the other, and then Lü Weiping was sent flying backward, flying three zhang (approximately 10 meters) before crashing to the ground in a sorry state. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and the blood energy he had gathered instantly dissipated.

Qian Qiu and the others, who were watching from afar, couldn't help but show a hint of astonishment at this scene. For a moment, they were even a little taken aback. After they came to their senses, they all showed a look of surprise.

"This……"

"Isn't that Lü Weiping from the Demon Suppression Division? How come he's so weak, defeated in a single move?!"

"It can't be him, can it? Does Lü Weiping have a twin brother?"

"Stop guessing. It was him. He wasn't defeated in one move, but in two... However, this disciple of Master Liu is truly amazing in spear technique. Lu Weiping is no weakling. To defeat him in two moves, his spear technique has almost reached the pinnacle of the Three Bloods."

Some people looked on in amazement.

powerful!
That's impressive!

Although Wu Ming is renowned, there is still considerable controversy among the disciples of various forces regarding Wu Ming, Liu Muyuan's personal disciple. After all, they have never seen Wu Ming in action, and everything they have heard about him is just hearsay. Moreover, it is rumored that Wu Ming's blood clotting aptitude is slightly inferior, which can be considered a weakness.

But now that they had witnessed Wu Ming's move, all doubts vanished in an instant. Even with his slightly inferior Blood Condensation aptitude, his terrifying talent in spear technique certainly qualified him to become Liu Muyuan's personal disciple! At only twenty-two years old, he had already almost mastered the spear technique to the extreme of the Three Blood level—how terrifying!
"abnormal."

Yan Chuyu was sparring with a female disciple of the Xuanyu Sect, and was quite composed. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a scene in the distance and couldn't help but click her tongue. She didn't know if Wu Ming had held back when he sparred with her before, but at least now Wu Ming's spear skills were terrifyingly strong. Lu Weiping couldn't withstand two moves, and neither could she!

With such talent in Taoist magic and such high talent in marksmanship, she even felt that Liu Muyuan had struck gold. If Wu Ming were in the Demon Suppression Division, her father would definitely take Wu Ming as a disciple, and might even take him as his last disciple!
"His marksmanship..."

Ning Bufan was momentarily stunned as he watched Wu Ming and Lü Weiping fight.

His marksmanship had actually improved recently, and he originally wanted to have a match with Wu Ming. However, when he saw Wu Ming defeat Lü Weiping in an instant, he was shocked. Although he was confident that he could defeat Lü Weiping now, it was impossible for him to do it as easily as Wu Ming.

Wu Ming's marksmanship has improved far too quickly!

The first time he heard of Wu Ming, he only knew that Wu Ming had mastered the art of unifying skills during the second stage of blood coagulation, and he didn't pay much attention to it. The second time he heard of Wu Ming was when Wu Ming entered the third stage of blood coagulation. He felt that with some growth, Wu Ming might be a good whetstone. The third time was in the border stronghold when he saw Wu Ming and Yan Chuyu fighting. He felt that it was time for them to have a match, but he couldn't find the right opportunity.

This is the fourth time I've seen Wu Ming again on the banks of the Baimo River, and his marksmanship has unknowingly fallen behind.

……

In the field.

"you……"

Blood trickled from the corner of Lü Weiping's mouth as he struggled to sit up, feeling a churning sensation in his stomach and his back arched like a shrimp.

He was wearing inner armor, and his body was strong due to the three-time blood coagulation technique. When Wu Ming's spear struck him, he used soft force to deflect the force, so he was not fatally injured in one move. However, this was a real head-on defeat. Even if the injury was not serious, it would be difficult for him to accumulate strength to fight again in a short time. It can be said that he was truly defeated!
At this moment, all of Lü Weiping's dissatisfaction vanished, and what flashed repeatedly through his mind was Wu Ming's light flick that deflected his sword with the spear, and the sweeping motion that sent him flying.

thump.

Wu Ming glanced at Lü Weiping, sheathed his spear, casually paused beside him, and stood on the riverbank.

He turned to the side, continuing to gaze at the river, ignoring Lü Weiping and the battle behind him involving Ling Zhonghan, Yan Chuyu, and the others. He then extended his spiritual sense to observe the mysterious and subtle changes in the world.

"Spirit Tide..."

Wu Ming muttered to himself, a thoughtful expression on his face.

At this moment, he could sense that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was gathering towards the Baimo River area in a strange way, but he could not find the source of this gathering, nor could he understand the reason for this strange gathering.

This is a certain law of the universe, just like spiritualization, it is part of the operation of the universe. With his current level of cultivation, it is naturally too far away for him to comprehend and understand the rules of the universe. Even if he observes carefully now, he still cannot understand it at all. It is not even like looking at flowers through the fog. It is like groping in a thick fog and not being able to see anything at all.

Because Wu Ming had previously defeated Lü Weiping in an instant, displaying such astonishing marksmanship, none of the true masters from various factions were confident in surpassing his marksmanship, and for a time no one challenged him to a duel.

As time goes by
Wu Ming felt the changes in the world becoming more and more intense. The surging spiritual energy came from all directions and gathered on the Baimo River. In his soul perception, it had almost formed a storm!
From the naked eye's perspective, one can see that the Bai Mo River is gradually changing. The surging spiritual energy gathers and gradually condenses into a white mist that is visible to the naked eye, covering the river surface. Moreover, the mist is getting thicker and thicker!

"coming!"

"It's about to begin!"

The young talents who were clashing on the riverbank had either already determined a winner or remained evenly matched. Now, seeing the changes on the Baimo River, they all withdrew and turned their gazes toward the Baimo River.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathers on the river, forming a visible spiritual mist that permeates all directions; this is the spiritual tide!
Swish! Swish!

The forces from all sides moved toward the riverbank and soon reached its edge. They all lowered their voices and focused their attention, trying to see the river through the mist.

The Baimo River was still very turbulent, like frothy white foam, but as time went by, the turbulent waters gradually began to change.

Suddenly, a shadow hidden beneath the white foam appeared in one of the spots.

It was a dark shape, resembling the shape of a giant clam, at least a foot in size.

Wow!

Suddenly, the dark shadow trembled and shook, like a giant clam opening its shell and stirring up the river water. Immediately afterward, the river water in that small area curved and formed a whirlpool. In the whirlpool, a crystal clear jade-colored clam pearl emerged.

The pearl spun rapidly, and in an instant, the dense, misty spiritual energy from the river surface seemed to be drawn in by its breath, flowing directly into the pearl's interior and beginning its tempering process.

"Transformed into a clam demon."

Wu Ming's gaze swept across the riverbank and landed on the large clam that had surfaced, instantly determining its cultivation level.

Although the pearl was already exposed, he did not make a move. The others near the riverbank also did not rush to act. They waited quietly for the clam demon to continue to absorb and spit out spiritual tides to temper the pearl. The best time to make a move would be when the clam demon had completely completed the tempering and wanted to swallow the pearl back and escape back into the water. At that time, the pearl would be much more valuable after being tempered by spiritual tides.

Even if it's not a Blood Essence Clam Pearl refined by a third-stage clam demon, a Spirit Essence Clam Pearl refined by a first or second-stage clam demon is still quite valuable. In the Cautious Punishment Division, one of these pearls is worth at least a thousand merit points, and in the outside world, it's worth several thousand taels of silver or more.

(End of this chapter)