Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)

“Apex Transcendent Tribulation Stage?” Wu Yao was astonished. Lu Yang’s cultivation had instantly surged to the Apex Transcendent Tribulation Stage, with no sign of an unstable foundation.

What a brilliant secret art. Is it something like the Heavenly Devil Dissolution Great Spell? But these are mere petty tricks. No matter how brilliant the secret art, it has limits and side effects. An art that can stably elevate cultivation like this will only result in more severe backlash afterward. Ultimately, this is just a temporary crutch. He won’t last long.

“So what if One struck first? You think being at the Apex Transcendent Tribulation Stage puts you on the same level as One?” To Wu Yao, Lu Yang was merely lashing out due to his incompetence and posed no threat.

Boom!

Both struck simultaneously. Wu Yao had intended to seize the initiative, but he hadn’t expected Lu Yang to have the same idea. They clashed among the stars, their figures blurring until it looked as though thousands of afterimages were battling.

Their auras seemed to become galaxies, vast and boundless. They collided again and again, displaying unparalleled might. Stars trembled, while the cultivators and warships were like fish caught in the current, drifting helplessly with the tide.

Shi Wumian was horrified. Since His Majesty came to rule the world, he has never met an opponent who warrants a second strike from him. Even when the Cultivation World demonstrated terrifying power, I assumed they were far inferior to the Heavenly Emperor. Yet now, he has actually met an equal.

Shi Chan and the others were equally stunned. They had been fortunate enough to witness Apex Transcendent Tribulation cultivators duel before, but nothing compared to the scene before their eyes. Even battles between half-immortals couldn’t be more spectacular than this.

“Hurry, contact our elders!” Shi Chan yelled. This is no time to be in awe. The priority is to call for reinforcements.

The Transcendent Tribulation seniors at the second defensive line received the distress signal, but no one could tell where the battle was taking place.

On the other hand, Fusion cultivators had been able to tear open the wormhole because they had been hot on the fleet’s heels, following residual spatial fluctuations to locate the wormhole’s entrance.

However, so much time had passed that those fluctuations had long since dissipated, and the stars used for navigation had been knocked off course by the battle.

Unable to find their way, they could only watch the battle via their quantum communicators, marveling at the spectacle.

“This is a battle between Transcendent Tribulation cultivators?!”

“Every aspect has been honed to the peak.”

“This must be what those immortals’ great perfection state of cultivation looked like before they attained the Dao.”

“Heavenly Dipper Emperor Fist!”

“Arhat Fist!”

The faint phantoms of a Heavenly Emperor and an Arhat appeared behind them. The Heavenly Emperor held the sun, the moon, and the stars in his palm, while the Arhat chanted primordial sutras.

Then Wu Yao noticed his hair falling out in clumps.

Lu Yang mockingly gave him a proper bow. “Greetings, Bald Heavenly Emperor.”

“You’re courting death!” Wu Yao flew into a rage. He had always paid particular attention to maintaining his dignity. Being turned bald was worse than death itself to him, especially with his subordinates watching and the entire Cultivation World witnessing it through their quantum communicators.

Wu Yao’s black hair whipped wildly, and to Lu Yang’s surprise, it regrew. My Arhat Fist had been enhanced by the Origin-Tracing Incipient Dao Fruit. Only an Incipient Dao Fruit could have helped him regrow his hair. This means that Wu Yao definitely possesses an Incipient Dao Fruit.

Lu Yang wasn’t surprised that Wu Yao possessed an Incipient Dao Fruit. Who is Wu Yao? He’s an immortal who cultivated anew. He is proficient in the hundred arts of cultivation, and his life was legendary and eventful. It would have been more surprising if he hadn’t condensed an Incipient Dao Fruit.

However, Lu Yang still couldn’t determine what Wu Yao’s Incipient Dao Fruit was capable of. It can’t possibly just be growing hair, right?

“Well fought, Xiao Yangzi! Keep hitting him like that!” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy cheered Lu Yang on from the mental space, waving banners and throwing two punches at the air. Wu Yao was rude to Xiao Yangzi. I’ve long since found him an eyesore. He deserves to be beaten.

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy’s attire was even more revealing than usual. It was unlike the style of the Cultivation World, instead resembling that of cheerleaders from the Interstellar Alliance. While Lu Yang familiarized himself with the Interstellar Alliance’s situation in the library, the Everlasting Immortal Fairy hadn’t been idle. She had specifically picked out magazines with few words and many pictures.

Whether it was the Everlasting Immortal Fairy’s cheering taking effect or Lu Yang simply hitting his stride, his combat flowed even more smoothly and seamlessly.

“Refine!” Wu Yao drew stars from across the sky and refined them into immortal treasures using artifact refinement techniques. Repeating his earlier tactic, he constructed a double-layered gravity array with them as nodes, pinning Lu Yang in place. The stars crashed down one after another, suppressing him once more.

Few in the world could integrate artifact refinement techniques with array techniques so seamlessly.

Wu Yao had already gauged the limits of Lu Yang’s fist techniques. Exchanging blows again will only tarnish my image. I might as well suppress him with an array. This star gravity array is even more powerful than the previous array. There’s no way Lu Yang can punch through it with Arhat Fist again.

“Be careful!” the Transcendent Tribulation cultivators couldn’t help but cry out. This was a remarkably brilliant move. Only someone well-versed in arrays and artifact refinement or a pure physique cultivator could break such a seal.

Yet Lu Yang was neither.

However, Lu Yang seemed completely unaffected. He swam through the star seal as if he were an earth gremlin born from soil, innately attuned to the earth.

Wu Yao furrowed his brow, unable to figure out how Lu Yang was doing it.

The spell Shrinking Earth allowed one to freely traverse the earth and soil without being trapped.

A Golden Crow’s cry resounded through the galaxy. Wisps of true fire seeped from the seal’s surface, coalescing into the phantom of a golden divine bird overhead, resembling an extinct Golden Crow, before landing on Lu Yang’s shoulder.

The golden divine bird split from one to two, two to four, and in the blink of an eye, it became ten thousand fire birds forming an impenetrable net of flames. Stars melted wherever it passed.

“Three Thousand Weak Water.” Faced with true fire, Wu Yao raised his hand and summoned the Weak Water. Torrential waves transformed into a roaring dragon that lunged at the golden divine birds.

The water dragon was instantly sliced into countless droplets by the fire net, scattering across the cosmos. All it did was slightly slow the fire birds’ advance.

Wu Yao was flabbergasted. The golden birds’ flames exceeded his expectations. By the time he realized it, the golden flames had engulfed him, scorching his flesh.

He shed his outer skin like a cicada’s shell and narrowly escaped death. He stared at Lu Yang, no longer underestimating him. “It looks like one has underestimated you. Are you a half-immortal who condensed an Yin-Yang Incipient Dao Fruit?”

At these words, everyone was stunned, staring at Lu Yang in disbelief. In their eyes, Lu Yang was a peerless genius who had cultivated to the Transcendent Tribulation Stage, with the means to temporarily elevate himself to the Apex Transcendent Tribulation Stage.

However, no one had imagined that he had quietly condensed an Incipient Dao Fruit.

How many Transcendent Tribulation cultivators had been stuck at the hurdle of condensing an Incipient Dao Fruit, spending the rest of their lives in despair?

Given the talent Lu Yang had demonstrated, everyone believed he would become a half-immortal, but they never expected that he had already become one.

Compared to Lu Yang, the Transcendent Tribulation seniors felt that their thousands of years of cultivation had been utterly wasted.

Lu Yang stared at Wu Yao, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips. “I was deliberately concealing my half-immortal status. I didn’t expect you to see through me. You have a good eye, Senior.”

Since he had been exposed, Lu Yang admitted it openly. “That’s right. I am a half-immortal who has condensed a Yin-Yang Incipient Dao Fruit!”