Novel Lived
Chapter 736 - 686: Undermining at the Base Worth Discussion
Chapter 736: Chapter 686: Undermining at the Base Worth Discussion
The Red Blood Knife shattered?
Absolutely impossible!
That was the instinctive thought that rose in the minds of many powerful ones. They knew the endurance of such a top-tier Divine Weapon like the Red Blood Knife, truly created and nurtured through a thousand strikes and tempering. Even another top-tier Divine Weapon of the same level would not easily destroy it.
If Pei Xuanjing could only destroy the Red Blood Knife with his Avatar, it would be an impossible task. If such were the case, there would be no need for any further comparison.
“That’s not the real Red Blood Knife, but a reproduction containing its power,” the Master of Mystiq Sky said.
The real Red Blood Knife would never be easily damaged, but what the Blood Fiend Ancestor displayed previously was just a copy. The real Red Blood Knife was still within the Blood Fiend Sect.
The Master of Mystiq Sky was very clear about the power of that demonic sword. If it really appeared here, Pei Xuanjing couldn’t easily resist it with his physical body, let alone destroy it.
“Shall we continue?”
Pei Xuanjing stood with his hands behind him in the void, his clothing flapping in the wind as he calmly looked at the distant Blood Fiend Ancestor and asked.
“In this round, Old Ancestor loses.” The Blood Fiend Ancestor reluctantly glanced at the broken body of the Red Blood Knife in his hand and shook his head.
In that previous round, he had already lost a point. Although he still had the strength to fight again, there was no further meaning to do so.
This Red Blood Knife, although a copy, contained real Saber Intent, and it was capable of launching an attack comparable to the original Red Blood Knife.
But even so, not only it failed to defeat Pei Xuanjing, but it was also split in half by him. This meant he was at a disadvantage in this exchange.
The two were only competing and debating, not fighting to the death. At this point, there was no need to continue fighting. It was pointless.
“In that case, I accept your concession,” Pei Xuanjing said indifferently.
Above the boundless sky, the words of the two clearly entered Shenxiao Mountain through the Heavenly Mirror and were heard by every cultivator present.
Silence, absolute silence fell over the entire Shenxiao Mountain, not a sound to be heard.
He lost!
Competing with their avatars, the Blood Fiend Ancestor was inferior to Statesman Pei Xuanjing.
Moreover, the Blood Fiend Ancestor had already used the copy of the Red Blood Knife. Statesman Pei Xuanjing had only demonstrated his Talismanic Skill and power. His mastery of swordsmanship, the Thunder Method, and the power of his Divine Position had yet to be used, evidently indicating the terror of his abilities.
Although many people were clear that the Blood Fiend Ancestor probably did not go all out and had reserved strength, and neither side had given it their all, this fact in itself was quite shocking.
“This old demon has no shame, so despicable,” a flash of anger flickered in the eyes of the Master of Mystiq Sky, he was annoyed.
With his discernment, how could he not notice that the Blood Fiend Ancestor had not really done his best. In fact, he had deliberately held back to give up this round, to owe a favor to Pei Xuanjing.
The situation was very clear. Under the circumstances where Pei Xuanjing had secured two victories, his side just needed to win one round to claim victory in this competition.
In such circumstances, the chances of victory for their Sky Wasteland side were slim. Considering Pei Xuanjing’s strength, unless all three of them fought to the death, willing to risk destroying their avatars, it would be hard to win three times in a row with the strength Pei Xuanjing had demonstrated.
Therefore, in such a situation, instead of bravely fighting for a slim chance, it would be better to voluntarily give up, show goodwill to Pei Xuanjing, and earn a favor. This was the decision the Blood Fiend Ancestor made after weighing the pros and cons.
Otherwise, with the Blood Fiend Ancestor’s ability, even if he had to lose, he wouldn’t lose so easily.
“This old thing is so unashamed in earning favors, it puts my sect in a difficult position,” the Master of Mystiq Sky was annoyed.
The Blood Fiend Ancestor was the first to take action, decisively conceding. Now, the final result of the two sides had been determined, even if he and the master of the Sword Sect both won the next rounds, it would not have any impact on the final outcome.
Rather, whether or not to engage Pei Xuanjing with full strength in the next battle became a matter of debate.
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However, due to the Blood Fiend Ancestor’s sudden withdrawal, they found themselves in an awkward position, no matter what they did next.
“So who among you, fellow Daoists, will take the next move?” Pei Xuanjing’s voice descended from the boundless sky and clearly reached Shenxiao Mountain.
Hearing Pei Xuanjing’s words, the Master of Mystiq Sky understood that this battle was unavoidable. He exchanged a glance with the strongest powerhouse in the Sword Sect: “Mr. Jiuren, please!”
Mr. Jiuren, also known as the strongest of the Sword Sect, the Jiuren Sword Saint.
Upon hearing the Master of Mystiq Sky’s request, the Jiuren Sword Saint nodded slightly: “In that case, allow me to experience the divine abilities of the Statesman.”
After his voice fell, the Jiuren Sword Saint’s figure shifted, and his whole person turned into a sword light shooting straight into the sky, heading towards Pei Xuanjing.
The way of the sword is the only way. For the strong ones of the Sword Sect, ever since the day they saw Pei Xuanjing’s swordsmanship, they had been looking forward to competing with him.
Due to the situation and the inappropriate occasion, these Sword Sect experts were forced to suppress their impulses. Now that they had the chance to compete with Pei Xuanjing, how could the Jiuren Sword Saint miss it?
Indeed, just now, had it not been for the pressure from the Blood Fiend Ancestor, he wouldn’t have allowed the opportunity to make the first move.
Whoosh!
The sword light flashed, and the figure of the Jiuren Sword Saint appeared not far in front of Pei Xuanjing.
The Jiuren Sword Saint’s face was joyful, slightly excited as he said: “Ever since I witnessed the Statesman’s mastery of swordsmanship with my own eyes, I have been looking forward to competing with him.”
Pei Xuanjing’s expression was indifferent, standing with his hands behind his back, saying: “For many years, I have been practicing the sword in isolation, being trapped by limited understanding. Today, I have a chance for a real showdown with Sword Saint.”
While talking, Pei Xuanjing dissolved the surrounding thunder, with one hand behind his back, the other slowly hanging down. Endless Primordial Qi instantly flowed through his pale palm, instantly transforming into a Six-Color Sword. The Shenxiao Origin Qi flowed indeterminately on it, with the light of green, red, yellow, white, black, and purple circling, each showing its independence while also reflecting each other.
The power of his sword had received the baptism of chaos and the Energy of Creation when he first set foot in the Longevity World. Now it’s power has increased manifold than when it was initially condensed from his Taoist Skill. After continuous tempering in the Longevity World, the power of this Six-Color Sword is not inferior to many top-tier divine weapons. Moreover, it was condensed from the projection of Pei Xuanjing’s foundation of Taoist Skill. The power it displayed in Pei Xuanjing’s hands was even stronger than many top-tier divine weapons.