Mortal Cultivation: Starting from Hiding in the Cultivation Techniques Pavilion

Wang Lei never imagined that Su Xiaoyuan could break free from his control like this. As a fourth-level Qi Refining cultivator, the vines he released were not afraid of ordinary swords and blades.

With the vines severed, his strength was wasted, and he stumbled from the impact.

He had just regained his balance when he turned around and saw a dark figure rushing towards him.

Propelled by the Qingfeng Technique, Su Xiaoyuan's figure became swift and elusive, instantly appearing in front of Wang Lei.

He swung his right hand and delivered a standard fighting punch to Wang Lei's temple.

"Bang!"

Wang Lei rolled his eyes and fell backward.

The courtyard was so quiet you could hear a pin drop. No one expected that Wang Lei, who was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, would be so easily knocked unconscious by Su Xiaoyuan, using only worldly martial arts.

The other two lackeys exchanged a glance, then released the servant disciples they were holding and turned to pounce on Su Xiaoyuan.

The two coordinated their punches and kicks quite well, but Su Xiaoyuan was already in the zone.

The Qingfeng Technique circulated freely within his body, and his spiritual energy stopped almost instantly upon reaching its destination!

His footwork became exceptionally agile, his figure elusive, and the two men's attacks missed one after another.

This is the first time I've faced an enemy since my spiritual root mutated!

Su Xiaoyuan weaved between them, and no matter how the two attacked, she couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes.

Zhao Rongcheng stood to the side, his face growing increasingly grim.

He originally thought that Wang Lei could take him down by himself, but he didn't expect that Wang Lei would be knocked down with one punch, and even his two henchmen couldn't touch the hem of his clothes.

He grew increasingly enraged, finally unable to contain himself and roared, "Useless trash! Get out of the way!"

Zhao Chengrong took a step forward, releasing his spiritual pressure from the fifth level of Qi Refining without reservation!

He clasped his hands together, and a golden aura instantly spread across his palms. He pushed his palms out, seemingly slow but actually fast, as he attacked Su Xiaoyuan!

Su Xiaoyuan realized she couldn't escape!

Zhao Rongcheng's palms seemed to have a suction force, making him feel that no matter which direction he dodged, he would eventually crash into his palms.

He made up his mind and decided not to dodge anymore. He thrust out sharp points, about an inch long, from the tips of his fingers and aimed them at Zhao Rongcheng's palm!

"Ping!"

It sounded like two weapons clashing! Su Xiaoyuan's sharp fingers touched Zhao Rongcheng's palms!

A surge of violent metal-elemental spiritual energy flowed into Su Xiaoyuan's body through her fingers.

Su Xiaoyuan spat out blood and flew backward!

He only felt the other party's metal-type spiritual energy enter through the meridians in his arm, causing a lot of damage along the way.

Just when he thought he was about to die, the chaotic spiritual energy in his body suddenly transformed into fire, and coiled up along with the metal spiritual energy!

Fire overcomes metal!

That spiritual power was weakened and dispersed layer by layer, and finally dissolved into the meridians!

This is also what makes metal-type cultivators so domineering; metal is the most offensive element, and they are most adept at destruction and attack.

In particular, Zhao Rongcheng's cultivation level far surpasses that of Su Xiaoyuan.

However, in this direct confrontation, although Su Xiaoyuan was knocked away, Zhao Rongcheng also felt a sharp energy pierce into his palms, leaving two bloody marks on his palms.

This also slowed down his subsequent offensive tactics.

How could a Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator's technique proofreader break through his own defenses?

Zhao Rongcheng's face was ashen as he once again channeled his spiritual energy and lunged forward!

The two exchanged blows for seven or eight rounds in the courtyard.

Although Su Xiaoyuan was suppressed and faced danger every time, she was always able to barely hold on by relying on the agility of the Qingfeng Technique and the unexpected attacks of the Qingfeng Finger.

Every time Zhao Rongcheng's metal-type spiritual power invaded his body, it was neutralized by the fire-type spiritual power transformed from chaotic spiritual energy.

Although on the surface Su Xiaoyuan appeared to be coughing up blood and retreating step by step, his fighting ability did not actually decrease significantly.

In fact, Su Xiaoyuan's confidence grew stronger with each game!

This was the first time he had fought someone since he transmigrated.

Before the fight, his heart was pounding. He didn't know if he would be defeated quickly, and what he would do if he lost.

But after knocking out Wang Lei and dealing with Zhao Rongcheng, he suddenly had the thought that he was not without the ability to fight back.

The more Zhao Rongcheng fought, the more he felt something was wrong!

How come a useless Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator hasn't fallen after fighting for so long?

He even felt that the way the onlookers were looking at him was a little strange.

Zhao Rongcheng was furious. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a yellow talisman. The talisman was glowing with spiritual light and was clearly a Crimson Flame Talisman!

Su Xiaoyuan's pupils contracted slightly, and he shouted, "Senior Brother Zhao! Do you really want to make a scene?"

Zhao Rongcheng paused, his hand holding the talisman still.

He glanced at Su Xiaoyuan, then at the angry eyes glaring at him in the courtyard.

Once the Crimson Flame Talisman is activated, it will cause quite a stir. If it really alarms the masters and elders and they investigate, can I withstand the investigation?

He gritted his teeth, his facial muscles twitched a few times, and finally put the talisman away.

"Su Xiaoyuan!" He pointed at Su Xiaoyuan and said, "This isn't over yet. You better remember this."

"Let's go!" He waved to his two henchmen.

The two quickly helped the unconscious Wang Lei out of the yard.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Zhao Rongcheng walk away.

Su Xiaoyuan quickly walked to Jiang Yang's side, squatted down to check his injuries.

Jiang Yang's face was deathly pale, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word, but his chest was heaving and his breathing was rapid.

Su Xiaoyuan inserted a wisp of spiritual energy into his body, letting it slowly travel along his meridians, and then she had a better understanding of what was going on.

Two ribs were broken, but fortunately they were not completely broken or dislocated too much, and the fragments did not damage any internal organs.

Although Zhao Rongcheng was ruthless, he ultimately dared not cause any deaths on the outer sect's territory.

A disciple from the outer sect handed him a small porcelain bottle: "Senior Brother Su, this is a Body Restoration Pill."

This is a basic medicine for treating injuries and illnesses. Its effects are mild, mainly promoting the healing of external injuries and bones. It is covered by basic medical insurance and everyone can receive it.

Although Jiang Yang is only at the second level of Qi Refining, he is still much stronger than an ordinary person.

He took the medicine, and his breathing gradually calmed down.

At this moment, someone asked in a low voice, "Then why did Zhao Rong suddenly come to cause us trouble?"

Someone sighed, "They just think we lowly servants are easy to bully. What can they do? We're the lowest-ranking cultivators. Our spiritual roots are weak, our cultivation is weak, and we don't even have anyone to back us up. Who else would they bully if not us?"

"Thank goodness Xiaoyuan was here today," someone chimed in. "Otherwise, I really don't know what kind of mess it would have gotten into."

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Su Xiaoyuan.

"Xiao Yuan, what is your cultivation level now? Weren't you at the third level of Qi Refining? How come you're fighting Zhao Rongcheng on equal terms?"

Su Xiaoyuan said calmly, "He just doesn't dare to use excessive force. If things really get out of hand, he won't be able to handle it."

The question was just a casual inquiry; in this world of cultivation, everyone has some secrets, more or less.

Some people muttered curses at Zhao Rongcheng: "That bastard! We menial disciples are barely making ends meet, and he still dares to exploit us!"

"Disciples with weak spiritual roots are finding it increasingly difficult to survive in the Nine Profound Sect."

"It's better to go back to my hometown; even if things aren't great there, it's still better than being an ordinary person."

"You're just saying that out of anger. If there were even the slightest hope of immortality, who would be content with mediocrity? The fact that we were able to enter the Nine Mysteries Sect already makes us far superior to ordinary people."

Su Xiaoyuan didn't pick up on the topic: "Everyone should be more careful in the future. Although Zhao Rongcheng has left for the time being, there's no guarantee that he won't come up with some crooked ideas to continue causing trouble for us. During this period, everyone should try not to be alone, and keep each other informed if anything happens."

Everyone nodded in agreement. Some people helped Jiang Yang back to his room, while others tidied up the yard.

Soon the courtyard returned to its peaceful state.