Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

It must be used with caution. But having already decided to complete the "Shallow Divine Heart Sutra," he had no regrets.

Nangong Yehua took a deep breath, then closed his eyes, and the complete cultivation method of the "Shallow God Heart Sutra" began to appear in his mind.

Chapter 204 Unique to Western Bald Monks

After carefully reviewing the completed "Shallow God Heart Sutra", Nangong Yehua's gaze inadvertently swept over another cultivation technique on the system panel - "Covering the Sky with One Hand".

This cultivation technique does not have any indication of spiritual energy consumption or other conditions; it is simply labeled "gifted by the system."

He frowned in confusion, pondering to himself:

"Dominating the world with one hand? What kind of technique is this? And why was it a gift from the system?"

Nangong Yehua recalled his interactions with the system and realized that he had not triggered any special events or tasks related to this cultivation technique.

He became very interested in the origin and effects of this exercise.

He gently clicked the "Dominating the World" icon, wanting to learn more about this cultivation technique.

However, the system panel did not provide any detailed information, only displaying the words "Unlocked".

Nangong Yehua scratched his head, feeling even more puzzled.

He understood that the cultivation technique given by the system must have something special about it, but its power and how to cultivate it were unknown.

He pondered for a moment and decided not to rush into practicing this technique.

After all, he had just completed the "Shallow Divine Heart Sutra" and needed some time to familiarize himself with and comprehend its mysteries.

Furthermore, he also needs to conserve enough spiritual energy to cope with the challenges and tasks ahead.

Therefore, Nangong Yehua temporarily put aside his ambition to "do whatever he wanted" and refocused his attention on cultivating the "Shallow Divine Heart Sutra".

After practicing the complete version of the Shallow God Heart Sutra for a while, Nangong Yehua discovered that he was limited by his current realm.

Aside from a more refined control over spiritual energy, no other significant changes were immediately noticeable.

He knew that improving one's cultivation level was not something that could be achieved overnight; it required a long period of accumulation and enlightenment.

So he stopped cultivating, stood up, and walked to the door of the bamboo house.

The bamboo grove outside the door swayed gracefully in the breeze, making a rustling sound.

Nangong Yehua's gaze passed through the bamboo forest, looking into the distance, as he began to think about the system mission.

"A system task to collect Golden Elixir? Looks like I'll have to go to the West."

Nangong Yehua murmured, his eyes suddenly becoming deep, as if he could see into the darkness deep within people's hearts.

A chilling aura emanated from his eyes, like the sharp edge of an icy blade, sending shivers down one's spine.

In contrast, Western monks, who practice Buddhism, are the ones who cultivate the elixir of immortality.

He frowned slightly, a resolute glint in his eyes. The thought of the impending carnage didn't stir much emotion within him.

In this world of martial arts, killing and survival coexist, and he has long been accustomed to this kind of life.

Even so, 063 still felt a sense of heaviness whenever he thought about taking someone's life with his own hands.

However, Nangong Yehua is not someone who is swayed by emotions.

Nangong Yehua quickly adjusted her emotions and regained her composure.

He was clear about his goals and mission, and he also knew that in order to complete the system's tasks, he sometimes had to make some necessary sacrifices.

Nangong Yehua took a deep breath, enjoying the fresh air and tranquility of the bamboo forest.

He knew that the journey ahead would be full of challenges and unknowns, but he was prepared to meet the challenges ahead.

Nangong Yehua turned around and went back into the bamboo house to prepare her luggage and equipment, ready to embark on her journey to the west.

Chapter 205 The Time to Test the Results Has Arrived

The next morning, sunlight shone through the clouds above the sect and fell on the wide training ground, bathing every inch of the land in golden light.

Dressed in a blue robe, Nangong Yehua walked firmly toward the center of the martial arts arena, his eyes shining with a resolute light that was particularly dazzling.

In the very center of the training ground, Nangong Yehua personally set up a simple arena, covered with a thick carpet to prevent injuries during the fierce battle.

He stood on the arena, hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping around. Disciples from the sect gathered around, watching the upcoming match with curiosity and anticipation.

"What are they trying to do?" a disciple couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"I heard that this guy is going to set up a challenge here and invite all disciples of the same realm from the sect to fight."

Another disciple answered, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

Nangong Yehua took a deep breath and said loudly:

"Fellow disciples, today I, Nangong Yehua, have set up this arena to challenge all disciples of the same realm within our sect."

"I am about to embark on a journey to the West. This trip is full of unknowns and challenges. I hope to test my true combat capabilities before I set off."

"Whether we win or lose, it will be a valuable experience. If any fellow disciples are willing to come up and offer their guidance, Nangong Yehua will do his best."

As soon as the words were spoken, a commotion erupted in the training ground. Disciples of the same realm whispered among themselves, discussing the matter animatedly.

They all knew that Nangong Yehua would only dodge, but they never expected him to be so confident in challenging all the disciples of the same realm in the sect.

Because Nangong Yehua had previously completed the system's full-scale mission, this process may have involved some sect secrets or touched upon the interests of certain disciples.

This caused all the disciples in the sect to develop strong hatred towards him.

When news spread that Nangong Yehua had set up a challenge arena at the martial arts training ground, the disciples who were furious with Nangong Yehua were all itching to fight.

I'm going to teach him a lesson in the ring.

The area around the training ground was crowded with people, and the sounds of discussion rose and fell.

"Has Nangong Yehua lost his mind? He actually dares to set up a challenge against us?"

One of the disciples mocked.

"Hmph, does he think he can swagger around in front of us just because he completed that mission? What a joke!"

Another disciple snorted disdainfully.

"Good thing he's not hiding behind women anymore. Let's see how he'll be taught a lesson this time!"

A burly disciple brandished his fist, his eyes flashing with hostility.

"That's right! With so many disciples of the same realm, are we afraid of just one Nangong Yehua? Today, we'll show him that our sect isn't a place where he can run wild!"

Another disciple echoed this.

The disciples of various sects were discussing among themselves, their eyes all focused on Nangong Yehua on the arena, their eyes filled with hostility and challenge.

However, Nangong Yehua seemed detached from the situation. He stood quietly on the arena, calmly surveying his surroundings.

He knew his disciples were hostile towards him, but he didn't care.

His purpose in setting up the arena was to test his own strength, not to fight with others.

He believed that only through the tempering of actual combat could he improve his cultivation and strength more quickly.

As news spread that Nangong Yehua had set up a fighting arena in the martial arts arena, the disgruntled disciples rushed onto the arena, ready to give Nangong Yehua a taste of his power.

However, what happened next completely surprised them.

Chapter 206 Da Tian Er Makes His Appearance

The first disciple to take the stage was a burly man known for his strength within the sect. His face was full of scars, and his muscles were bulging, making it clear at a glance that he was a power-type opponent.

He clenched his fists, let out a low growl, and pounced on Nangong Yehua.

However, just when everyone thought that Nangong Yehua would be knocked down by this powerful blow, Nangong Yehua flashed and easily dodged the attack.

Immediately afterwards, he waved his hand lightly, and a sharp sword aura shot out from his palm, directly hitting the burly man in the chest.

The burly man grunted, staggered back several steps, and finally lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"What happened? He was defeated in just one move?"

The audience was shocked, and discussions arose one after another.

"Wasn't he supposed to be weak? How come he looks so strong?"

"Wasn't he supposed to only hide behind women? His strength doesn't seem like he's only good at dodging."

"Yes, I've never heard of him having that kind of ability either!"

In the following matches, Nangong Yehua displayed astonishing strength.

No matter what martial arts techniques or strategies his opponents use, he can easily deal with them, and he can even defeat them with just one move.

This made everyone even more puzzled, and they began to doubt whether the rumors they had heard about Nangong Yehua were true.

As the competition progressed, Nangong Yehua's reputation gradually spread throughout the sect.

Those disciples who had previously been hostile or dismissive of him began to re-evaluate his strength.

They discovered that Nangong Yehua was not only powerful, but also had a wealth of combat experience.

Every attack he made was precise and powerful, and every dodge he made was perfectly timed.

This made the disciples who were originally prepared to teach him a lesson in the arena start to feel a little guilty.

As news of Nangong Yehua's consecutive victories in the martial arts arena spread, the atmosphere within the sect became increasingly tense and exciting.

At this moment, a burly disciple slowly entered the training ground. He was none other than Da Tian Er, a heavyweight body cultivator disciple in the sect known for his strength.

Da Tian Er was over eight feet tall, with muscles as hard as iron lumps and thick arms that seemed capable of easily tearing apart rocks.

His steps were steady, each step seeming to make the earth tremble.

His eyes were sharp, like a cheetah eyeing its prey, filled with a desire for victory and a provocation towards Nangong Yehua.

"Nangong Yehua, your strength has indeed exceeded my expectations. However, I will show you what true power is next!"

Da Tian Er's voice was deep and loud, echoing in the air above the training ground.

Nangong Yehua nodded slightly, her gaze calm and firm.

He knew that Da Tian Er was a powerful figure within the sect and a true rival.

But he felt no fear whatsoever; on the contrary, he felt a surge of excitement. He longed to spar with such a powerful opponent to test his own strength and cultivation.

The two stood facing each other, and the atmosphere instantly became extremely tense.

Da Tian Er launched the first attack, charging towards Nangong Ye Hua like a tiger descending a mountain, his fists clenched and crashing down with a whooshing sound.

Nangong Yehua moved swiftly, skillfully dodging the opponent's attack, and at the same time thrust out a sword with her backhand, aiming straight for Da Tian Er's throat.

However, Da Tian Er reacted extremely quickly, twisting his body to dodge Nangong Ye Hua's fatal blow.

The two exchanged blows, their fight incredibly intense. Da Tian Er's strength was indeed astonishing; every punch and kick contained terrifying destructive power.

However, Nangong Yehua repeatedly deflected the opponent's attacks with her exquisite movements and sharp swordsmanship.

At the same time, he also began searching for Da Tian Er's weaknesses, preparing to launch a fatal blow.

Chapter 207 Da Tian Er: No, buddy, are you kidding me?

After dozens of rounds of fierce fighting, Nangong Yehua finally found an opportunity.

He flashed and appeared behind Da Tian Er, his long sword transforming into a cold light, piercing straight for Da Tian Er's back.

Although Da Tian Er reacted extremely quickly, he was still a beat too slow.

He could only watch helplessly as Nangong Yehua's longsword pierced his body, and then he collapsed helplessly to the ground.

Nangong Yehua looked at Da Tian Er lying on the ground, and her heart stirred slightly.

He understood that if he continued to dominate his opponents with the same momentum, soon no one would dare to step up and challenge him.

He wanted more than just victory; he wanted to test and improve himself through real combat.

Therefore, he decided to "go easy" and play with Da Tian Er slowly for a while.

Nangong Yehua stood on the arena again, a hint of mockery in his eyes. He smiled and said to Da Tian Er:

"Senior brother, I went too far just now. How about we take it slow from now on?"

Although Da Tian Er lost a round, he was not discouraged. He struggled to his feet, his eyes gleaming with an indomitable spirit.

"Alright! Nangong Yehua, I won't be careless this time!"

The two clashed again, but this time Nangong Yehua clearly slowed down his pace.