Banshee Family Training Record

The two sides clashed head-on, but he suddenly sensed something was wrong as soon as they started fighting.

flexible.

So flexible!

At this moment, Yun Chuan, just like Ye Jinglan, rode the raging wind, leaping forward and then suddenly dodging. His movements caught Wang Ji off guard, and for a moment he was passively caught in Yun Chuan's rhythm. A dignified Nascent Soul cultivator was actually being led by the nose by him!

Every time he swung his sword forward, Yun Chu'an was so quick that it seemed he could anticipate his movements, and with a slight leap to the side, he made it look as if he was foolishly stabbing at thin air.

When Yun Chu'an turned around and swung his Guan Dao with lightning, whether he drew his sword to block or activated his magic weapon, the golden lightning could penetrate into his body without leaving a trace, making his body stiff and numb. Although the damage was not high, it made his movements slower and more sluggish!

With one gaining and the other losing, facing Yun Chu'an's close-quarters combat, he, despite being the one with a higher cultivation level, still ended up at a disadvantage!

Chapter 700 Golden Core Kills Nascent Soul!

"you--"

Anger brewed in Wang Ji's chest, but he was utterly helpless against it. He silently chanted an incantation, his left hand forming a hand seal, and attacked Yun Chu'an with a secret family technique. However, his disadvantage in speed rendered all his efforts ineffective, and he grew increasingly frustrated with each attack!

Compared to him, Yun Chu'an was getting more and more excited as the fight progressed. His mastery of the "Raging Storm Steps" might not be as high as Ye Jinglan's, but he not only had this movement technique, but also lightning magic.

He used his movement technique to accelerate himself and become more agile; he used lightning techniques to hinder the enemy's movements and slow them down; with this increase and decrease, he even erased the cultivation gap of a whole realm between the two sides, and even suppressed Wang Ji in the fight!

Wang Ji grew increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed, while he grew increasingly excited. Fighting an enemy a whole realm higher than himself was like dancing on a tightrope, yet at this moment, the exhilarating feeling of battle surged within him, making his movements even more intense and swift, forcing Wang Ji to retreat continuously!

High in the sky, each collision between the two sparked a storm of thunder, the dazzling lightning and ear-piercing sounds tormenting everyone's eyes and ears. But this battle was crucial to the final outcome, so everyone had to hold their breath and concentrate fully.

Among the Qin army, several Golden Core cultivators stared in disbelief at the scene, momentarily finding themselves unable to comprehend the situation.

Given the obvious difference in their cultivation levels, Lord Wang Jizhu should have easily annihilated Yun Chu'an, but now... now...

Why do two people fight each other but seem to be evenly matched?

Even... it seems Lord Wang is subtly at a disadvantage?!

"This……"

Among the Qin army, a cultivator at the early stage of the Golden Core realm was speechless, then looked at the general at the late stage of the Golden Core realm beside him: "My lord, I... I didn't see wrong, did I?"

"Lord Wang, he... he is... uh... I don't understand..."

His tongue was stiff and he couldn't bring himself to say, "Lord Wang is at a disadvantage." The late-stage Golden Core general was also speechless. Years of combat experience told him that Wang Ji was definitely at a disadvantage, being overwhelmed, but for a Nascent Soul cultivator to be overwhelmed by a Golden Core cultivator…

How absurd and ridiculous this is!

"You're blind!"

He suddenly concluded sharply, "Lord Wang is a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could he be forced into a disadvantageous position by a Golden Core cultivator? You just don't understand this level of battle. In reality, Yun Chu'an has already fallen into Lord Wang's trap!"

His stern conclusion reassured those around him.

On Huai Mountain, Zhu Yunqing watched the battle high in the sky, his eyes filled with disbelief: "I...I didn't see wrong, did I? Chu An...he's already able to suppress a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Nie Ningshuang moved closer to her, her face pale, clearly badly injured. But none of this could hide the excitement in her eyes: "It looks like... Big sister, you know best, look, what does it look like?"

Ye Jinglan's lips curled up slightly. She knew Yun Chuan's strength best, and at this moment, she was most confident: "Don't worry and draw your conclusions. You didn't see it wrong."

"In this battle, Yun Chu'an's victory is already assured!"

High in the sky, as if in response to her judgment, golden lightning suddenly blazed brightly on the surface of Yun Chuan's body.

He suddenly turned and distanced himself from Wang Ji, gripping his Guan Dao tightly with both hands, preparing to unleash the Three Thousand Springs!

The time was ripe. Wang Ji had been overwhelmed and his protective magic items were exhausted, so now...

The moment of execution has arrived!

A kilometer away from him, Wang Jiti's clothes were already quite tattered, and the many jade pendants and other protective treasures he wore at his waist had all lost their luster.

He gritted his teeth, sustained only by an unwillingness to admit defeat, but seeing Yun Chuan's serious expression at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Should we decide the outcome with the final blow?

it is good……

Then I'll use this sword to kill you!

He decided not to dodge any longer, gripping his sword with both hands and condensing all the insights he had gained throughout his life. Yun Chu'an's body transformed into lightning and struck, while he swung his sword again. In an instant, their blades clashed, sparking endless sparks in mid-air.

"Uh--"

In that instant, golden lightning pierced through his body, numbing his limbs and causing him to involuntarily let out a painful howl.

His body was trembling, and he couldn't muster any strength for a moment. But Yun Chu'an seemed to have inexhaustible strength. He immediately dodged again, and in the blink of an eye, he had created a distance of hundreds of meters. He unleashed the second strike of "Three Thousand Spring Suns" and slashed at him again!

Suddenly engaging in such a desperate battle, Yun Chu'an was also feeling unwell. The direct attack from the Nascent Soul cultivator caused him pain all over his body, and the excessive consumption and burning of spiritual energy made his muscles feel hot.

But the pain only fueled his fighting spirit, causing him to recklessly unleash his lightning and slash at Wang Ji's head!

Wang Ji's arms felt numb, and he realized he was at a disadvantage, but he had no choice but to meet the attack head-on again. He tried his best to swing his sword and clash with Yun Chu'an's blade, but the previous exchange could only be described as a barely manageable draw, and now, facing this attack, he was completely at a disadvantage!

clang--

A piercing metallic clang exploded high in the sky, followed by endless thunder after the clash of the guandao and the sword.

The golden divine lightning that pierced through his body made Wang Ji's face contort in rage. For a moment, he felt as if the nascent soul in his dantian was trembling because of this lightning.

But what's even more terrifying is the next blow.

He saw Yun Chu'an's body rise into the air for the third time. His unstoppable killing intent combined with the golden lightning, urging him on and causing that sense of impending death to rise in his mind once again.

Wang Ji's heart trembled violently. At this moment, he could no longer care about revenge or humiliation. Only one thought remained in his mind: to escape!

Retreat! Don't continue fighting this guy!

At this moment, this Pillar of State Nascent Soul cultivator from Qin could no longer care about anything else. He gritted his teeth, suppressed all his displeasure, turned around, and sped away into the distance, determined to escape this place at all costs!

But it was too late to escape now.

Yun Chu'an's body soared into the sky, then struck down with lightning from the heavens, as if a god were descending to judge the sinful mortal realm.

The thunderous roar engulfed Wang Ji's body. Enraged, he activated all the protective magic treasures on his body and tried to block the attack with a backhand sword.

Unfortunately, all attempts were in vain. Activating the sword intent he had learned from Yan Shui, his blade easily broke through all of Wang Ji's defenses, slashing down and instantly cutting his body in half at the waist!

"Forehead--"

Amidst the thunder, a pale blue, semi-transparent, and crystal-clear infant suddenly materialized from Wang Ji's dantian.

He had his eyes closed, seemingly asleep, but suddenly the baby opened his eyes and pushed forward with his little hand—

boom--

A powerful repulsive force suddenly struck, pushing Yun Chu'an hundreds of meters away. Although he was not injured, he was kept at a safe distance by his opponent.

This was the last resort for Nascent Soul cultivators to save their lives. With this one strike, he sent him away. Wang Ji then turned around and sped away into the distance.

Yun Chu'an originally intended to pursue, but seeing that his opponent had already run far away, he couldn't help but sigh. A Nascent Soul stage opponent seemed indeed difficult to deal with. The power of "Three Thousand Spring Suns" alone was barely enough to defeat him, but destroying his Nascent Soul and annihilating his body and soul was not so easy. (The last sentence appears to be unrelated and possibly a fragment from another text.)

At that moment, a streak of azure light suddenly sped away into the distance.

Yun Chu'an's expression shifted, and he turned to look. He saw his eldest sister, Ye Jinglan, who was drawing her bow and nocking an arrow, sending a wisp of blue arrow hurtling into the distance.

She was using the very same longbow he had given her, a superb craftsmanship made from the finest bronze. At that moment, the woman's face radiated confidence. Noticing his gaze, she turned her head, winked her left eye, and gave him a soft laugh.

Yun Chu'an smiled slightly at her, and in that instant when they smiled at each other, in the distance, an arrow formed from a raging wind accurately struck Wang Ji's fleeing Nascent Soul.

The next instant was filled with a deafening roar, a sound that shook the heavens and the earth.

Chapter 701 If he comes again, I'll kill him again!

The azure storm exploded in the air, spreading out and transforming into a swirling vortex. Yun Chu'an squinted, staring at the center of the explosion, but couldn't make out anything. Finally, with a hesitant expression, he turned back to Ye Jinglan: "That arrow must have hit its mark, right?"

Ye Jinglan lowered her longbow, her arms still throbbing with pain. Wang Ji had broken her arms, and she had forced herself to shoot the arrow despite the agony.

Upon hearing this, her expression was somewhat uncertain: "I'm not quite sure either. Ah, it should have hit him, but whether it destroyed his nascent soul is hard to say."

At this moment, Wang Ji had been defeated, and she was quite relaxed. For a moment, she even seemed a little embarrassed: "This is also my first time fighting against a real Nascent Soul cultivator."

Yun Chu'an smiled, not in a hurry: "It's not a big problem. I've already fought him once and I'm familiar with his style. If he dares to come again, I can kill him a second or a third time."

He was clearly only a Golden Core cultivator, while his opponent was a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator, yet his words were so arrogant, he was simply ignorant of his own limitations.

Even though his speech was so arrogant, his tone was so calm, and almost no one present felt that something was wrong. They all believed that he could definitely do it.

After speaking, he turned his head slightly and looked into the distance. He saw several of Wang Ji's family's younger generation, those young disciples in the Golden Core stage, all of them looking at him with pale faces, as if they had already realized that their days were numbered.

Yun Chu'an narrowed his eyes slightly, his pupils filled with murderous intent: "Even if we can't take Wang Ji's head today, at least we can bleed him a little."

As he spoke, he gripped the Guan Dao in his hand tightly, and golden lightning once again shone from his body.

He had already been seriously injured after exchanging three blows with Wang Ji. No matter what, his opponent was a genuine Nascent Soul expert, whose magical power was vast and boundless, like a boundless ocean, possessing the immense power to move mountains and fill seas.

Even if Yun Chu'an were a genius of unparalleled talent, it would be impossible for him to fight a Nascent Soul cultivator while only at the late Golden Core stage without sustaining any injuries. However, even with his current injuries…

His eyes swept over his distant opponent, a sense of confidence rising within him.

He was confident that killing these young masters from noble families, who, despite having some talent, relied on their fathers' resources and refused to actually fight, would be as easy as killing chickens!

Lightning crackled around him, and then he charged forward: "Eldest sister, third sister, mother-in-law, senior Consort Rong, please join me in slaying the invading enemy!"

Behind them, Nie Ningshuang had also gotten up from the ground. The girl's face was deathly pale, but her eyes gleamed with intense excitement. Gazing in Yun Chu'an's direction, she nodded vigorously, her expression joyful: "Yes! Let's go! Kill!"

The group charged forward together. At this moment, the many young Golden Core cultivators of the Wang family were nearly scared out of their wits. They couldn't believe their eyes—their grandfather, a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator, had actually been defeated by a Golden Core cultivator!

how can that be!

But reality was unfolding before their eyes, leaving them no room for disbelief. And now, seeing Yun Chu'an charging towards them, his body radiating lightning and his eyes filled with murderous intent, everyone snapped back to reality, then felt a chill run through their hearts.

It’s over.

"Run away!"

The eldest Golden Core cultivator suddenly shouted, and the others were jolted awake. They then turned and scattered, fleeing in different directions to ensure that Yun Chuan could catch as few people as possible, thus giving them a greater chance of escaping alive.

They didn't even entertain the slightest thought of resistance. In fact, if they all rushed at Yun Chu'an, who was already injured, they wouldn't have no chance of winning.

However, they were all absolutely certain that Yun Chu'an, who could fight his grandfather Wang Ji head-on with three sword strikes and defeat him, must also have the ability to kill them.

No one was willing to be the one to sacrifice themselves.

In the end, they scattered like a mob, with no power to resist.

Yun Chu'an's body transformed into lightning, rushing forward. He had already activated "Three Thousand Spring Sunshine," and with a sweep of his Guan Dao, he first beheaded the slowest Golden Core cultivator.

Ye Jinglan and Nie Ningshuang also took action, chasing and intercepting the enemy. They did not seek to kill the enemy, but only to hinder the enemy's actions so as to create an opportunity for Yun Chuan to kill him.

The latter lived up to expectations, his body transforming into lightning as he sped forward. None of the Golden Core cultivators present could withstand a single blow from him; they were all killed on the spot. Even the Golden Core cultivators could not escape, completely eliminating any possibility of resurrection.

Thus, on the battlefield above the Golden Core stage, the Qin army suffered a complete defeat. Seeing their leaders either dead or fleeing, the remaining soldiers lost all will to fight. They gathered their subordinates and retreated, even abandoning the terracotta warriors that should have been under their control, sparing no expense in their pursuit of escaping as quickly as possible.

Thus, this detachment of the Qin army, led by Wang Ji, collapsed due to the defeat and death of its leader, leaving behind a scene of devastation on and around the mountain, awaiting cleanup.

On the mountaintop, Zhu Yunqing gazed at the golden, radiant male figure standing in mid-air, her eyes filled with an undisguised gentle light.

Joy filled her chest, making her so moved she almost cried.

She knew that her pillar of support had arrived, the man who stood tall and proud in the family had arrived. With that, she no longer needed to worry about anything, and could simply enjoy the peace of mind he brought to the family.

At this moment, Yun Chuan was suspended in the air when his expression suddenly changed. He lowered his head slightly and looked down, and saw that all the little demons who had submitted to the family were now covered in wounds.

However, regardless of race or status, at this moment, they all held their heads high, their expressions filled with fervor and worship as they gazed upwards at Yun Chuan in the sky. (The last sentence appears to be a nonsensical string of characters and doesn't translate directly.)

Yun Chu'an was not going to disappoint this admiration. He gripped his Guan Dao tightly, raised it high, and shouted, "Warriors!"

"Because of your hard work and heroic fighting, today we have driven out the greedy invaders of Qin, and driven these insatiable and ambitious bastards out of our land and our country!"

"Here I declare to you: We have won this battle!"

He shouted so loudly that his voice was amplified by the thunder, rumbling across the sky. The many lesser demons below were infected by this emotion, raising their weapons and letting out earth-shattering cheers. For a moment, the enormous shouts resounded through the heavens, deafening and endless.

Yun Chu'an then took out pills from his storage bag and distributed them directly, personally giving them to the lesser demons who were more seriously injured, trying his best to keep them alive.

Those who were uninjured or only slightly injured began to clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils left behind by the Qin army cultivators, such as various terracotta warriors, their remaining weapons, and so on.

You Wensi and Rong Jieyu left early, and no one knew what these two women were planning or what they were up to by sneaking away.

After all that commotion, the sun was gradually setting, and it was already evening. Yun Chu'an then returned to the mountain and, together with Zhu Yunqing, Ye Jinglan, and the others, learned the whole story.

He was completely unaware of what had happened during that time. This was the downside of breaking through in seclusion: his cultivation might break through to a new level, but the price was isolation from the world. He needed to catch up on what had happened during that period.

Logically speaking, with the Duke of Jin in charge of Jin, if Wang Ji, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, dared to take action personally, the Duke of Jin would definitely intervene and make him suffer a loss.

If that's the case, why did he dare to come in person?

After some discussion, none of them were quite clear about Wang Ji's true purpose. For a moment, Yun Chu'an felt a sense of foreboding.

He immediately made up his mind that he would go to the capital in a few days to meet the Duke of Jin in person and then thoroughly investigate what was going on.