Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)

As soon as Yang Kongtong saw the smile tugging at Lu Yang’s lips, a chill ran down his spine.

No matter how you look at it, that isn’t the smile of a good person! Isn’t the Dao-Seeking Sect hailed as the foremost of Great Xia’s Five Great Immortal Sects and the paragon of the righteous path? Can this really be a prodigy they’ve nurtured?!

Lu Yang approached Yang Kongtong with a sinister grin. Without warning, Yang Kongtong’s vision went dark.

The citizens of Muxue City saw it clearly. A pair of hands larger than the city had suddenly appeared. Crossing together, they trapped Yang Kongtong beneath them.

Sensing the situation turn dire, Yang Kongtong tried to flee. He fired off ten Frozen Ice Break arrows in rapid succession to tear an opening. But those hands encompassed the power of space. Every attack was diverted into another dimension.

“Damn it, it’s Cosmos in Palm!” Yang Kongtong recognized this famous ancient divine ability, but it was too late.

Lu Yang crossed his hands and closed them. The two colossal hands encasing Yang Kongtong closed in as well.

When the two gigantic hands vanished, a golden cicada shell about the height of a man was left behind. It shattered, and a battered Yang Kongtong flew out.

Although he had used Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell to evade most of the attacks, he was still severely injured. This technique could be used only three times within a short period, and he had already used it twice.

After hundreds of exchanges with Lu Yang, Yang Kongtong’s spirit energy was gradually running low, and the Snow Lotus secret art could no longer keep up with his injuries.

In contrast, Lu Yang seemed to have an unending supply of spirit energy.

Lu Yang’s spirit energy was indeed inexhaustible. Although the Tofu Heavenly Sovereign Animal Form Fist couldn’t turn him into an immortal body, the Buddhist Kingdom’s immortal body could continuously supply him with spirit energy. He could wear Yang Kongtong down until he died.

The commotion from the battle was so massive that even city lords from a thousand li away were drawn to the scene. At the sight of the two combatants, their scalps tingled. If they appeared on that battlefield, they wouldn’t even last three breaths.

The old horse lay in the stable, munching on frozen hay while intently studying the battle. He had to admit that following Lu Yang was indeed excellent for gaining combat experience.

He had witnessed numerous battles with Transcendent Tribulation cultivators, but those were merely sparring matches, where both sides held back. The experience gained from observing such battles was minimal.

Following Lu Yang around is totally different. Every time we go out, we’ll encounter bloody battles between Transcendent Tribulation cultivators or half-immortals, where both sides pull out all their trump cards and fight to the last breath with no quarter given. Observing such battles has sent my combat experience skyrocketing; the results are phenomenal.

Having traveled far and wide with Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou over the years, he had gained far more than just an increase in cultivation realm. His horizons had broadened, and his battle experience had grown as well.

He was sworn brothers with Meng Jingzhou’s father, Meng Potian, and the Meng Family’s steward. Among them, Meng Potian was the strongest and the big brother. I reckon that even if Big Brother Meng shows up now, he may not even be able to defeat me.

Xue Shilou was also enlightened by the battle. His eyes lost focus as he muttered to himself, gradually figuring out a sword technique uniquely his own.

Squelch.

Yang Kongtong’s abdomen was pierced by a sword. The wound was so severe that it could no longer heal.

His eyes turned bloodshot as he broke free from the heartless state, consumed with fury. The heartless state allowed him to make calm judgments, while rage pushed him beyond his limits, elevating his power to another level.

“Junior, you forced my hand!” His hands formed incredibly cryptic seals.

Mu Baiyi and the others felt a chill run through them. This was the Kongtong Seal, which had left them grievously injured!

This was Yang Kongtong’s proudest move. It distilled the essence of everything he had learned, refining it into the one-of-a-kind Kongtong Seal.

The citizens of Muxue City and the nearby city lords who had come to watch the battle felt a suffocating oppression, yet this was just the aura that leaked from the Kongtong Seal. They couldn’t imagine what Lu Yang must be feeling while standing directly before it.

Under the Kongtong Seal, no living beings survived!

“A self-created technique? I have one too.”

Lu Yang’s sword moved as his heart willed. His essence, qi, and mind merged as one. He reached the realm of Sword Heart Illumination. His sword qi was entirely contained, not a wisp leaking out. To onlookers, it didn’t even look as if the Qingfeng Sword had any sword qi adhered to it.

He concentrated all his power into his right arm. Veins bulged, and small blood vessels burst one after another, making it a bloody mess.

“Everlasting Sword Mantra!”

Boom!

The great seal clashed with the sword mantra. Heaven and earth lost their color, reduced to black and white. In that instant, everyone lost their sight and hearing and were plunged into chaos. It was unclear how long it lasted, but eventually, their senses returned.

“Who won?”

They saw Lu Yang at the center of the battle, his right arm missing. But after rubbing their eyes and looking again, his arm had reappeared. He was completely devoid of injuries, though his clothes were in tatters.

In contrast, Yang Kongtong was left with only his upper half. His lower body had been obliterated by the Everlasting Sword Mantra, with not even a shred of flesh remaining. It was hard to believe that a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator could unleash such a terrifying move.

In ancient times, battles between Apex Transcendent Tribulation cultivators rarely ended in death, unless the gap in strength was too huge.

The Fusion and Transcendent Tribulation cultivators of Muxue City stared blankly at the scene, feeling as though their lifelong beliefs in cultivation had crumbled. A Transcendent Tribulation cultivator had actually defeated a half-immortal!

Yang Kongtong’s aura had withered, and his life was hanging by a thread. His face twisted with rancor as he fixed his gaze on Lu Yang, mentally carving his image into his memory.

He then crushed a token. “Junior, you will die today!”

He had an agreement with the Great Qian Dynasty that he would help them find leads on the Four Ancient Immortals, and in return, they would aid him at critical junctures.

I haven’t planned on using this move, but Lu Yang has pushed me to the brink. If I don’t use it now, I’ll definitely die!

Luckily, I still have one use of Golden Cicada Sheds Its Shell left. I’ll heal my wounds with it. Let’s see how the Great Qian Dynasty kills this junior!

“Golden Cicada...”

“Milord Yang, isn’t it better to stay with me forever?”

Leng Ningxiang drifted out from his left arm, her arms looping around his neck as she kissed him gently.

Yang Kongtong’s pupils contracted sharply as he felt the warmth of Leng Ningxiang’s touch. Her obsession hasn’t fully faded. She has been waiting for this opportunity all along!

Leng Ningxiang is also an expert in poisons!

“Get away from me, you madwoman!” Yang Kongtong struggled desperately to push her away, but she clung to him too tightly. He couldn’t break free at all.

“Milord Yang, we will be together forever!”

The two embraced as they plummeted from the sky, landing in the backyard of the martial arts school. Yang Kongtong’s eyes remained wide open, staring blankly at the sky. He was no longer breathing. Snow from the branch outside Lu Yang’s room fell, burying him.

Lu Yang didn’t have time to concern himself with Yang Kongtong’s fate. Yang Kongtong had created a major problem for him. The token Yang Kongtong had crushed formed a spatial vortex, and a terrifying presence came from the other side.

A young man appeared, clad in ancient ceremonial robes. He held a bone staff adorned with ornaments, symbolizing the Great Qian’s supreme authority.

The young man glanced at the dead Yang Kongtong and shook his head slightly. He didn’t possess any ability to bring someone back to life.

His gaze then settled on Lu Yang. “Yang Kongtong said you possess leads on the Four Ancient Immortals?”

Worried that the Great Qian Dynasty would renege on their agreement, Yang Kongtong had claimed that Lu Yang held clues to the Four Ancient Immortals when he crushed the token.

Lu Yang recognized the young man—the Fate Arbiter of the Great Qian Dynasty.