I Pick up a Lost Godhood

Desire Spirit, however, was very interested in the handsome man before her. Her alluring eyes shifted. "Brother Li, this little sister is only here to join in on the fun. You’ll be gentle with me later, won’t you?"

Desire Spirit’s voice was sweet but not cloying. Her gaze was especially captivating, focused with a hint of passion, as if you were the center of her entire world. There was no trace of cheap flirtatiousness.

Li Xishui smiled faintly. "Please."

The Sect Leader of the Wind God Sect sat unperturbed. Among the Ten Great Sects, the Wind God Sect had always been relatively low-key, but their deep foundations were incomparable. For this Battle of the Other Shore, the Wind God Sect had dispatched only a single disciple: the man before them, Li Xishui.

The defining trait of a Snake Demon was their changeability. Offensively, they excelled at Bewitching Techniques that directly attacked the Heart Spirit. However, one should not assume Desire Spirit’s physical attacks were weak. On the contrary, her physical prowess was even more formidable than her Bewitching Technique. Her fair, lustrous skin could deflect most Elemental Power attacks, and her strikes were as hard as steel. Moreover, Human Cultivators were easily swayed by appearances. In the great war against the Demon Race back then, Snake Demons had always boasted a high success rate against Human Cultivators.

Desire Spirit walked toward Li Xishui with elegant steps, the distance between them shrinking. A lively light danced in her eyes. The best way to deal with this kind of Magic was to not let your gaze meet hers.

But Li Xishui seemed to have no experience in this regard. The light in Desire Spirit’s eyes grew ever brighter, and Li Xishui’s Heart Spirit seemed to be suppressed.

If he lost just like that, the Wind God Sect would suffer a huge loss of face. At this stage, both winning and losing were normal, but the way one lost also mattered.

Although Ji Rushan had lost, no one would look down on him, much less the Celestial Rainbow Sect. He had fought with both wisdom and courage. The failure was not his fault.

But if Li Xishui fell for her trick so easily, he would be far too pathetic.

Desire Spirit suddenly struck like lightning. Li Xishui’s eyes looked dazed, but his hands moved without the slightest hesitation, sweeping his sword out.

"They really are right when they say men are the worst, especially the ones who act all proper. All you know how to do is trick people!"

Her words didn’t slow her attack. Of course, Desire Spirit hadn’t believed she would succeed so easily.

Li Xishui’s expression remained unchanged, his Sword Array steadily blocking Desire Spirit’s attacks. Snake Demons excelled at close-quarters combat. Facing a ferocious opponent might have been easier, but how could anyone be ruthless against a voluptuous, sexy beauty?

But the slightest carelessness would spell certain doom.

Li Xishui, however, seemed unaffected. His offense and defense were solid, giving Desire Spirit no openings. The true power of this kind of bewitchment didn’t lie in direct attacks, but in making the opponent fall into the trap unconsciously during a stalemate. Thus, Desire Spirit was very confident. A Snake Demon was always most patient when dealing with its prey.

But after they exchanged a hundred moves, Li Xishui remained flawless, as if he were simply going through a routine practice drill back at his Sect.

Desire Spirit clearly knew that her Charming Skill wasn’t affecting him. Instead of dodging Li Xishui’s Sword Qi, she swatted it aside with her fair hand and closed the distance, launching a killing blow at him.

She was getting serious now.

Suddenly, a sharp glint flashed in Li Xishui’s eyes. He threw a punch. Even with a Snake Demon’s sharp mind, she hadn’t anticipated such a move.

She wasn’t too concerned at first, but by the time she was, it was already too late. Li Xishui’s strike was a perfect throat lock.

BOOM...

After collapsing to the ground, Desire Spirit couldn’t even get back up. By the time she came to her senses, Li Xishui’s sword was already at her throat.

Who could have imagined that a conventional Sword Cultivator like Li Xishui would suddenly use a Body Cultivator’s technique, and so ruthlessly at that?

This battle: Wind God Sect’s Li Xishui is victorious.

Li Xishui had won again. It still wasn’t a spectacular victory; compared to the previous matches, it could even be called bland. But a win was a win.

After Vast Sea announced the result, Li Xishui simply smiled. "I know everyone is waiting for the next match, so I won’t say much."

The crowd shared a knowing smile. He seemed rigid, but he was actually an interesting person.

The next match: Holy Hall’s Wang Meng versus Elder Chengyue.

The Cultivators of Starlight City still had a fresh memory of Wang Meng’s performance, but those from other cities were clearly not as familiar with him, to say nothing of the countless other Cultivators watching. However, the challenges from Mingren and the others had undoubtedly made everyone curious about Wang Meng.

Just what kind of monster was this Cultivator from the Four Directions Small Thousand World?

Elder Chengyue was a Great Perfection master from the Red Cloud Small Thousand Realm. Though he was a Loose Cultivator, he was only sixty years old this year. It was said he had obtained the Secret Treasure of an Ancient Cultivator and had enjoyed a smooth journey ever since. He was a powerful Cultivator with a record in the Star Alliance, but his path was too unconventional for him to need a Sect’s help.

The specifics of how he achieved such heaven-defying accomplishments were a secret.

Reaching Great Perfection at sixty years old was the mark of a truly young and promising talent. Furthermore, Elder Chengyue looked to be only in his thirties and carried himself with a considerable aura.

Before the Battle of the Other Shore had even begun, five of the Ten Great Sects had already extended an olive branch to him. A master of his caliber undoubtedly had a limitless future and would be a great asset to any Sect he joined.

Loose Cultivators generally had aloof personalities, and with Elder Chengyue’s achievements, this was even more the case.

His reason for coming here was simple: he was aiming to be number one in the world.

Unfortunately, his pride was a one-sided affair. The Sect Leaders present were all here for Wang Meng.

Wang Meng was the representative chosen by the Dragon Emperor, a fact the Sect Leaders of the various sects were secretly aware of. Moreover, among the Ten Great Sects, the Taiyin Sect was also a strong supporter of Wang Meng. Although his backing was still a bit thin compared to the others, Wang Meng at least had a fighting chance.

Of course, the most important thing was to see his actual strength.

Mingren, Lin Jinghao, and Jii Wanli had all displayed incredibly domineering power. What level was Wang Meng at?

Wang Meng stood on the Dueling Platform, his gaze serene. He wasn’t looking at Elder Chengyue, nor the Cultivators watching him, nor the Sect Leaders, nor even the four great experts. Standing upon the Dueling Platform, he was admiring the beautiful scenery of the Pure Land.

’He has the gall to admire the scenery at a time like this?’

Elder Chengyue’s expression soured. Throughout his journey, even his opponents had treated him with respect. He wasn’t one of those who had merely scraped by until they reached Great Perfection; he was a true expert. He had come here to give pointers to his opponents.

Elder Chengyue was indeed different from those who just muddled through. At his age, he was truly considered part of the younger generation.

"State your name," Elder Chengyue said coolly.

Wang Meng smiled. "Wang Meng of the Holy Hall. Please, give me your guidance."

Elder Chengyue’s expression softened slightly. "Make your move."

Wang Meng shook his head slightly. "It wasn’t easy to get here. You should go first."

Elder Chengyue froze for a moment. Seeing the look on Wang Meng’s face, he finally realized the kid was mocking him.

"You’re courting death!"

BOOM...

The aura of a Great Perfection master immediately erupted, surging madly toward Wang Meng, powerful enough to crush an opponent on its own.

Wang Meng didn’t move. He stood with his hands behind his back, still admiring the scenery of the Pure Land. It had to be said, the view from this position was indeed beautiful.

Elder Chengyue’s contempt vanished, his expression gradually turning solemn. He hadn’t just struggled his way to Great Perfection; his talent was also quite formidable. The moment he acted, he sensed something was wrong.

He was a Great Perfection master, able to commune with heaven and earth. Yet, the moment his aura touched Wang Meng, he felt an incredible pressure.

To the onlookers, his aura was like an unstoppable rainbow, completely suppressing Wang Meng. But for Elder Chengyue, the more ferocious his aura became, the greater the pressure on himself grew. Yet he didn’t dare to relax, for relaxing even slightly might cause his aura to collapse completely.

It was as if this opponent didn’t even exist in Wang Meng’s eyes. Elder Chengyue took a deep breath and tapped several points in the void in quick succession.

BWOOM... BWOOM... BWOOM...

The entire Dueling Platform was enveloped in his Array Technique. In everyone’s eyes, Elder Chengyue had completely seized the advantage, so it was only natural for him to attack.

Maintaining the constantly rising momentum of his aura, Elder Chengyue brought his palms together and unleashed a Spell Technique.

WUUUUMMM~~~~

The difference with Great Perfection lay in the use of the world’s power. Elemental Power erupted, truly blotting out the sky and sun, completely surpassing anything seen before. At this moment, Elder Chengyue seemed to possess world-shaking Divine Power, in complete control of the entire arena.

Light radiated from the four corners, absorbing the surrounding Elemental Power as a massive Array Technique appeared.

Elder Chengyue now floated in mid-air, having fully grasped control of the situation. For many, this was the first time they had ever witnessed a Great Perfection master in action.

It was commonly said that Great Perfection was like the might of heaven itself.

’Even if he’s showing off, isn’t this a bit much?’

’Was all this really necessary?’

In truth, many people were uncomfortable with a Great Perfection master appearing in the Battle of the Other Shore. However, for a Cultivator to talk about fairness was obviously a bit naive.

They thought Elder Chengyue was about to strike, but instead, he continued to form different Spells with his hands, casting one Array Technique after another.

The expressions of the Sect Leaders present grew solemn. This method of using Array Techniques was not a modern technique at all.

An Ancient Array!

"The Primordial Four Extremes Demon Refining Array," said Demon Ba of the No Illusion Demon Sect. "Heh heh, it seems young Wang Meng has run into some trouble."

Demon Ba was speaking to Yuu Kunlun.

The hearts of the attending Sect Leaders jolted. The Primordial Four Extremes Demon Refining Array was recorded in the archives of every Sect. It was an Ancient Array used to deal with Demons.

This "Demon" did not refer to Demon Cultivators. Demon Cultivators and Saint Cultivators were both Human Cultivators. This referred to true Demons.

But with the sealing of the Demons, this terrifyingly powerful Array Technique had gradually been lost to time. The reason was that its cultivation, and especially its inheritance, was extremely difficult, and its power was abnormally terrifying.

Elder Chengyue had revealed a formidable hand right from the start. This was the first Cultivator in over three hundred years who could use an Ancient Demon Refining Array.

If he were an ordinary Great Perfection master who was merely young, it wouldn’t be enough to attract the pursuit of the Ten Great Sects. His arrival would not only strengthen a Sect’s power but could also trigger a revolution among Talisman Cultivators.

On the Dueling Platform, Elder Chengyue was determined to show off his skills. Complex Hand Seals were formed one after another. The Elemental Power of the Pure Land was continuously gathering, and a black vortex actually appeared in the night sky.

But perceptive observers had already noticed Elder Chengyue’s expression. There wasn’t the slightest hint of showing off; it was one of immense solemnity and focus.

The massive Ancient Four Extremes Demon Refining Array was finally complete, and the pressure in Elder Chengyue’s heart lessened slightly!

As their auras clashed, Elder Chengyue felt that the person before him was not a Cultivator at all. An indescribable... fear was gradually welling up, devouring him. The person before him wasn’t a Cultivator; he was a god, an incarnation of an immortal!

’It’s an illusion!’ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)