A great adventure in the world of immortal cultivation

Chapter 135 The Final Test (Day 45)

KP: In just a few breaths, he had already smoothly removed a beast's leg. Doug turned, smiled, and delivered his iconic lines. His blood-soaked appearance formed a sharp contrast with his gentle and polite demeanor, creating a unique aesthetic of violence. The audience's enthusiastic response also made it clear that, despite being judges, Doug's reputation was indeed the highest among the four.

Xiao Huohuo: The classic Changsha people’s skin is really handsome.

Han Buli: Handsome, Gou Ge, handsome. But where are my little Q pack? It feels a little less interesting without them.

KP: (half annoyed) We are a group of immortal cultivators, show me a bunch of Q homophones that don’t fit in with the show.

Xiao Huohuo: Emmm... (Thinking)

Han Buli: Emmm... After thinking for a long time, it seems that there is really nothing good. (scratching his head)

Romeo: Armpit buckle.

Han Buli:?

Xiao Huohuo: Damn, genius.

Joan of Arc: Romeo's thinking can only make such a leap at this level. (Sigh)

KP: Okay, let's get back to the point (sad). The sharpness test continues, Joan of Arc, are you ready to go?

Joan of Arc: No hurry, wait a little longer!

Xiao Huohuo: Where are you putting the cushion here, you naughty sister?

Joan of Arc: Just use it as a cushion!

Han Buli: Money can’t change your fate, and the devil can’t save you.

Joan of Arc: Humph, just watch!

KP: 彳亍. Dao Ge then returned Liu Yuanxing's curved blade to its original location. He then picked up the rapier forged by Qingchen and proceeded to dismember the other forelimb of the Earthly Demon Beast.

切割伤害:【3d70:43，37，70】＋30＋30＋30=240。

Han Buli: Oh my god, 70!

Xiao Huohuo: Do ​​you like padding? This time I don’t have any padding.

Joan of Arc: Angry, very angry!

KP: Although it had sustained some damage during the previous strength test, the Qingyun Sect's inherited weapon-refining techniques still allowed Qingchen to maintain the lower limit of his forged magic sword. Coupled with Daoge's superb weapon control skills, the Earth Demon Beast's other forelimb was quickly removed, almost no slower than Liu Yuanxing's. Seeing this, Qingchen couldn't help but straighten his back a little.

Doug: Yeah. Excellent weight design, great grip, and a soft, yet resilient blade. Ultimately, it's definitely deadly.

Qingchen: (Cowling fists) Thank you, Taoist Master, for your high evaluation.

KP: Are you going to get on, Joan of Arc?

Joan of Arc: ...wait a little longer.

Xiao Huohuo: Fast forward to your calculations, which makes me want to laugh. (Holding back laughter)

Joan of Arc: (half annoyed)

KP: Yes. Next up is the casual cultivator's ordinary longsword. Although he'd managed to pass the previous round of tests with a good second-place finish, his forging skills weren't particularly high, so he seemed particularly nervous when faced with the sharpness test.

切割伤害:（【3d70:35，13，29】＋30＋30＋30）*0.9=150。

KP: As expected, the long sword felt noticeably blocked after only half an inch of penetration into the flesh, and even made an unsettling tearing sound when cutting the fur. Dougo swung the sword for nearly ten breaths but failed to successfully remove the hind legs. In the end, he could only shake his head and declare that this was a kind sword.

Joan of Arc: Good! Three low-level damage, now's the time, KP, I'm going to rush!

Han Buli: Stealing the prison virginity guarantee [3d70:29, 13, 31]... Tsk, I didn’t steal it.

Joan of Arc: ???

萧火火:偷吃臭妹妹保底【3d70:18，52，6】

罗密欧:偷吃贞宝保底【3d70:44，56，47】

Romeo: I ate it! Eat it!

Xiao Huohuo: Lao Luo, you did a great job, you are so good at speaking!

Joan of Arc: Damn! You guys are born!

KP: Stealing the guaranteed minimum is difficult. Having been tricked by the uninitiated cultivator's Sword of Kindness, Dao Ge, unsatisfied, picked up the Thousand-Layered Dama Wuxuan Sword you, Jeanne, had forged, and proceeded directly to confront the Earthly Demon Beast's head.

KP: The next second, a black light flashed.

切割伤害:（【3d70:58，51，46】＋30＋30＋30）*1.2=294。

Joan of Arc: Heizi speaks!

Han Buli:666.

Xiao Huohuo: Damn it, I actually got caught by my stinky sister. (half annoyed)

Romeo: Zhenbao hid some snacks from us. (Sad)

KP: With a flash of black light, the Black Black Sword sank directly into the Earthly Demon Beast's neck. The silky smoothness of the sword made even Daoge's eyes light up. He hadn't expected this longsword, hammered to pieces by Bendari in the previous strength test, to still retain such a sharp edge. Daoge, satisfied with his urge, could not help but speed up his movements, and in a few strokes, he had completely severed the Earthly Demon Beast's head.

Doug: Hmm, it feels fantastic. The blade edge has some chipping, but it's not a big deal. The perfectly straight blade lines make the overall force application feel incredibly smooth. The final result is obvious, quite lethal.

Joan of Arc: We are the champions!

KP: It’s not over yet, it’s just about making sure we advance to the finals.

Jeanne: Tsk~

KP: Finally, it was Bai Chenfei's turn to forge his magic sword. After the last round's devastation, the willow-leaf blade had bent into a "√" shape, looking rather comical. But as a judge, Dougo smiled and picked it up, continuing his attack on the hindquarters that hadn't been removed.

切割伤害:（【3d70:66，57，70】＋30＋30＋30）*0.7=198。

Han Buli: I have the lowest correction + the highest output.

Xiao Huohuo: Is Baidi numb? (suppressing laughter)

KP: Contrary to expectations, the magic weapon refined by Bai Chenfei was also exceptionally sharp. Even with the powerful debuff of deformation, Dougo successfully removed the hind leg without much effort. If he had not failed the strength test, he would definitely be ranked in the top three!

Doug: What a shame. Although it has lost its combat capability, it is still deadly enough.

Bai Chenfei:...Thank you very much.

KP: At this point, the second round of sharpness testing has also been completed. Dao Ge clasped his hands and saluted everyone, then returned to the judges' seat and handed the scene over to the conference host Huang Mingli.

Huang Mingli: Okay, both rounds of testing are over, and the top two candidates for this Swordsmithing Competition have been decided. Now, all contestants except Liu Yuanxing and Zhende, please leave the stage.

KP: Upon hearing this, Qingchen, Baichenfei, and the three wandering cultivators sighed in unison. Although they felt a certain amount of regret, since they had given it their all, they could still count themselves happy to lose. After the regret faded, they all smiled with relief and turned to leave the arena.

KP: By the way, when passing by Joan of Arc, Bai Chenfei paused for a moment, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just held his head high and walked away quickly without looking back.

Xiao Huohuo: Turn around and leave~?

Han Buli: You have something to say~?

Romeo: A seabird and a fish are in love~?

KP: ...Just an accident~?

Joan of Arc:?

KP: Ahem, sorry, I couldn't help myself. Anyway, now only you and Ryu Won-byul are left on the field. You will take the final test to determine the ultimate champion of the competition!

Xiao Huohuo: So, what is the price? (Referring to the test content)

Huang Mingli: Haha, first of all, congratulations to both of you for advancing to the final. As for the content of the final, I believe many fellow Taoists present are already familiar with it.

KP: Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanxing nodded slightly, and uniform shouts were heard from the caves on both sides watching the battle.

Audience: Killing test! Killing test! Killing test!

Joan of Arc: A murderous test?

Huang Mingli: Indeed, this final competition is a test of killing intent! Swords are weapons of destruction, and weapon forging is a means to combat. No matter how flowery the rhetoric, this is an indisputable fact. Therefore, our conference not only demands the refiner's skill, but also his or her own character. Only a refiner with a killing intent can forge a truly invincible sword and magical weapon!

Xiao Huohuo: I am proving my truth through killing.

Han Buli: Ha, luckily I don’t play with refining equipment. I’m leaving now.

Jeanne: Wait a minute, this killing intent test isn't asking me to fight that Liu Yuanxing, and the one who survives will be the champion?

KP: Not really.

Huang Mingli: Haha, this is Brother Zhen's first time participating in our sword-forging conference, so you might be a little apprehensive. Don't be too nervous. Although it's a test of killing intent, it's still a test. We're only testing your character, not truly endangering your life.

Joan of Arc: That's more like it. (Pinching nose)

KP: Seeing that Jeanne had calmed down, Huang Mingli didn't elaborate further. He simply pulled eight black flags from his Qiankun bag and inserted them into the eight gates of Jeanne and Liu Yuanxing. Then, fueled by Huang Mingli's spiritual power, a gray-black mist emerged from the small flags, quickly obscuring their vision.

KP: Huang Mingli's voice rang out from the fog.

Huang Mingli: This formation is called the Shocking Soul Formation, and it traps you in a fantasy world. Within it, you will encounter your most unforgiving nightmare. The first person to slay it will escape the illusion and become the winner of this tournament. Of course, if your Daoist heart is weak and you truly cannot defeat it, you can simply wait for the illusion to end, and the fog will naturally dissipate, and there will be no danger.

Han Buli: Are you here to overcome the tribulation?

Joan of Arc: Your deepest nightmare? You must be kidding. I've never been afraid of anything in my life!

Xiao Huohuo: I know, Joan of Arc, you are going to face an angry driving school instructor who gets out of a damaged training car, and have a desperate fight with him!

Joan of Arc: Damn! Don't talk so horribly!

Romeo: Funny analysis - I've grown up this big.

KP: Le, although it is very lively, unfortunately, there will be no plot unrelated to our group in the main text.

Jeanne: Wait a minute, KP, don't tell me it's...

KP: Then, at the moment when Joan of Arc was a little dazed, the fog in front of her eyes suddenly dissipated, and the bustling smelting site disappeared, turning into a dark and damp cave. The air was full of a fishy and sweet smell. The familiar thin figure was standing on the edge of the blood pool. He turned around and showed a smile that made people approach him, like a little animal.

Xiaocao: Sister Jeanne, you are here~

Joan of Arc: Holy shit!!!

Chapter 136: Eliminating the Roots (Day 45)

Xiao Huohuo: It’s hard to hold back.

Han Buli: It’s really hard to hold on. Why is Xiaocao being dragged out to be whipped again?

Romeo: It’s been a month now, I guess the grass should be almost grown.

Xiao Huohuo: (pinching nose) I am a grass, not a leek.

Romeo: Humph~ Whether it's grass or leeks, they're all the same to me!

Xiao Huohuo:? I suspect you were driving, but I have no evidence.

Jeanne: Byd, stop driving. KP, give me your head first. I'll give you a buff. (Smile)

KP: I don’t want it.

Han Buli: Indeed, KP exploited the deceased Xiaocao for no reason and was forced to do something useless. It can be said that he was worse than biting a lighter.

Romeo: Yes.

KP: (Pinching nose) What do you mean by consuming the dead grass... How can defeating the nightmare be considered consuming the dead grass? Anyway, Jeanne had already killed it once before, so this time, let's just cut it off completely.

Xiao Huohuo: Cut the grass and root it out (X) Cut the grass and give birth (√) (referring to KP)

Han Buli: Correct.

Romeo: Correct.

Jeanne d'Arc: The episode where I support my stinky little brother the most!

KP: (half annoyed)

Xiaocao: Sister Jeanne, why aren’t you talking?

KP: Seeing that Jeanne was silent, Xiaocao tilted her head cutely and smiled.

Joan of Arc: (Spreading her hands) What Can I Say?

Xiao Huohuo: Xiaocao Out!

Xiaocao: Sister Jeanne, I know it's hard for you to accept all this right now. But please believe me, Xiaocao has never intended to hurt you. So, please take Xiaocao with you. As long as I can be with Sister Jeanne, no matter where we go, it's Xiaocao's home.

Han Buli: Huh? Why did the dog KP patch the grass? This smells a bit strong.

Xiao Huohuo: Indeed, I wonder if that stinky little sister can’t bring herself to do it. (Pinching nose)