Chapter 498 - 216: Harvest, Part 2
CLANG!
Blades clashed violently once more!
Zeng Xiuzhu took the full force of Fu Chunsheng’s sword strike, the impact sending her qi and blood into turmoil. The webbing between her thumb and forefinger split open, and she staggered backward.
Fu Chunsheng had put his all into that strike, holding nothing back.
Finally, she slammed hard against the rock wall. Her aura weakened, and it was clear she had lost the strength to continue fighting.
In an instant, only Fu Chunsheng, his sole remaining companion who wielded a Curved Saber, and Chen Qing, who stood quietly to the side, were left on the field.
A savage grin had just appeared on the face of the Curved Saber expert. He was about to step forward to finish off Zeng Xiuzhu and seize the treasures.
However, the very instant he moved—
Without any warning, his wrist flipped. The bloodstained Curved Saber transformed into a sinister, vicious streak of light, aimed not at Zeng Xiuzhu, but straight for the throat of Chen Qing, who stood a short distance away!
The attack came from an unexpected quarter, a silent and treacherous sneak attack. The angle was exceptionally crafty, clearly the result of a long-brewing, ruthless plot. It was obvious he intended to eliminate Chen Qing!
But Chen Qing seemed to have anticipated it.
In the split second before the Curved Saber reached him, he shifted his body slightly, as if he had foreseen the move.
The Cloud-Coiling Spear, already in his hand at some unknown point, shot out like a venomous dragon emerging from its lair, striking first despite moving second!
In that instant, the True Astral and ’Mountainous Momentum’ enveloping the spear shaft erupted forth!
The thrust seemed simple, yet it contained a terrifying force capable of shattering mountains and splitting stone. An indescribably heavy pressure bore down with it, making the man feel as if the very air around him had frozen solid!
"What?!"
The pupils of the Yidao An expert who wielded the Curved Saber contracted abruptly. The savage grin on his face instantly turned to horror!
He felt an irresistible force travel up his Curved Saber. The webbing of his hand tore instantly, and the saber was knocked from his grasp!
The next moment, his vision was filled by the ever-enlarging tip of a spear!
PSHFFT!
The Cloud-Coiling Spear pierced through his heart with pinpoint accuracy. A burst of Spear Force erupted from the tip, instantly shattering his heart meridians!
The horror on his face froze as the light in his eyes quickly dimmed. His body went limp and collapsed to the ground, dead in an instant.
From sneak attack to counter-kill, it all happened in the blink of an eye.
Fu Chunsheng, who had been about to collect his spoils, froze abruptly. He whipped his head around to stare fixedly at Chen Qing, his withered face showing disbelief for the first time.
He had originally thought Chen Qing was just some kid with a bit of strength at the Early-stage Astral Force, someone he had reluctantly teamed up with and could crush at any moment.
But now... his companion, though only at the Early-stage Astral Force, was a seasoned veteran. Yet in a sneak attack, he had been so effortlessly counter-killed with a single spear thrust?!
The aura of True Astral that had erupted in that instant was dense and powerful, far surpassing that of an ordinary Early-stage Astral Force cultivator. It even made his own heart palpitate with fear!
"You little brat... you’ve been hiding your strength?!"
Fu Chunsheng’s voice was hoarse, his gaze becoming incredibly sharp. He no longer concealed the tyrannical aura of his Mid-stage Astral Force, which pressed down on Chen Qing like a tidal wave. Mixed within it were two sharp, intertwining and rising currents of Sword Momentum.
Chen Qing slowly withdrew his spear, its tip unstained by even a drop of blood.
He met Fu Chunsheng’s oppressive gaze calmly and said flatly, "Elder Fu, didn’t we just agree to split the treasures three ways? Why did your companion suddenly try to kill me?"
"Split them? Hahaha!"
Fu Chunsheng laughed as if he had just heard the greatest joke in the world.
"In this world, where is there such a thing as a fair split? It has always been the law of the jungle—the strong devour the weak, and the strongest takes all!"
A vicious glint filled Fu Chunsheng’s eyes. The thirty-year-old Crimson Sun Spirit Ginseng and the three Golden Feathered Eagle Eggs—he was determined to have them all.
Some kid with an Early-stage Astral Force Cultivation wanted to split the spoils with him?
An absolute fool’s dream!
"It seems reasoning with you is impossible."
Chen Qing slowly raised his Cloud-Coiling Spear, its tip angled toward the ground. His aura was as deep and still as an abyss.
"I’ll show you what reasoning is!"
Fu Chunsheng sneered, his withered face filled with derision.
Before the words had even faded, he lunged!
He knew Chen Qing’s true strength and that he could no longer be treated as an ordinary Early-stage Astral Force cultivator. He attacked with his full power from the very start!
Fu Chunsheng let out a low roar. His Profound Iron Heavy Sword hummed and vibrated as a brutal, tyrannical Sword Momentum and another, more cunning and insidious Sword Momentum erupted simultaneously. They didn’t simply stack; they surged like two violent, raging currents!
Before the sword even arrived, the terrifying pressure from the two combined types of Momentum crushed down as if it were tangible. The air tore with a sound of being overwhelmed, and loose stones on the ground were pulverized by the formless Qi Force!
Chen Qing’s pupils shrank. Not daring to hold anything back, he channeled his Mountain Prison-Suppression Spear technique to its absolute limit and thrust his spear!
His Spear Momentum was as steady as a mountain, dense and imposing. He sought to counter a myriad of changes with a single constant, meeting the bizarre Dual Sword Momentum head-on.
CLANG—!!!
Spear and sword collided fiercely once again!
But this time, the sound was completely different! It wasn’t a crisp ring, but a deep, muffled boom, like two iron mountains smashing into each other!
Chen Qing felt a colossal force surge toward him!
His body shook violently as he staggered backward, each step leaving a deep footprint in the ground. With a RIIIP, the sleeve on his right arm, the one holding the spear, was torn to shreds by the formless Qi Force, and his arm trembled slightly.
’Dual Sword Momentum!?’
A chill ran through Chen Qing’s heart.
Seizing the advantage, Fu Chunsheng showed no mercy. His attacks swept in like a raging tempest, the light from his sword weaving a net of death that completely enveloped Chen Qing.
Chen Qing pushed his Startled Swan Escape Shadow Technique to the limit, his body desperately dodging and parrying within the net of sword light, his Cloud-Coiling Spear a blur that left no opening.
CLANG CLANG CLANG CLANG!
The dense, rain-like collisions almost blended into a single sound as sparks flew everywhere.
But he was still being steadily pushed back by the inescapable Dual Sword Momentum. He was in constant peril, and new cuts continuously appeared on his robes.
Seeing the net of sword light tightening around him, a fierce glint flashed in Chen Qing’s eyes!