Chapter 231: Easy Triumph (For the Silver Alliance! )
Chapter 231: Easy Triumph (For the Silver Alliance! )
Jinglei Sword!
This sword was a lightning-attribute rare treasure, passed down from the founding ancestor of the Spirit Sword Sect.
It was said that when combined with a secret sword art, its power was even greater than a supreme-grade spirit artifact!
Strictly speaking, its might was even a bit stronger than the 'Purple Accumulation Bangle' in Fang Xi's hand.
"Once this sword is drawn, it's either death or severe injury. Fellow Daoist, have you truly thought this through? Must you really shield that bandit cultivator?"
Li Ru Jian held the sword with both hands, raising it high above his head, demanding sternly.
"This Island Master already said, once you enter this island, all grudges and grievances are nullified!"
Fang Xi flicked his sleeve, activating a streak of azure magical power to retrieve his Yimu Divine Sword. Upon the blade of this short sword, a clear chip had already appeared.
He smiled faintly, reaching out to gently caress the blade.
Amidst the flickering verdant light, the chip on the Yimu Divine Sword instantly vanished without a trace, and the sword once again let out an exceptionally clear hum.
"Stubborn and unyielding!"
Li Ru Jian's expression turned cold, as he continuously poured the Geng Metal Sword Qi, which he had cultivated for many years, into the Jinglei Sword.
Upon receiving this powerful magical energy, the Jinglei Sword's blade pulsed with golden lightning, and its sword light surged, carrying wind and thunder, its might astonishingly formidable!
"Sword Moves Wind and Thunder!"
Even Ruan Xing Ling couldn't help but slightly change color: "This Grand Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, his sword dao attainment has reached such a level? !"
"Geng Metal Sword Art, Five Thunders Pummel the Peak!"
Li Ru Jian held the Jinglei Sword, and as he struck down, the sword light actually split into five streaks, each carrying the might of wind and thunder, their momentum incredibly vast!
Fang Xi's ten fingers continuously flickered, sending out streaks of Yimu Divine Light that transformed into five Yimu Divine Swords, clashing against the Jinglei Swords.
Boom!
Lightning flashed, and sword qi wildly split!
Azure and golden divine thunder intertwined, devoured each other. . . and finally dissipated into nothingness.
Fang Xi flicked his sleeve, retrieving the five Yimu Divine Swords, then lightly waved his left hand again, and six identical Yimu Divine Swords appeared, combining to form a gigantic azure sword.
Sizzle!
On the blade of the sword, azure spirit flames even began to burn!
Yimu True Fire!
The massive azure sword, carrying flames, swept across the sky, clashing with Li Ru Jian. Azure True Fire and golden lightning continuously flickered, seemingly not falling behind in the slightest.
"A complete set of superior-grade spirit artifacts? And they're all flying swords?"
Liu San Qi stroked his chin: "Recently, within the three kingdoms, have such exquisite superior-grade spirit artifacts appeared? Why have I never seen them. . ."
In fact, upon seeing those azure short swords, Liu San Qi's heart inexplicably stirred.
This time, seeing Fang Xi, he felt completely different from before, even having an impulse to kneel.
Fortunately, he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, so he managed to maintain his composure in public.
But he also knew that Fang Xi was deeply hidden, and this set of azure flying swords concealed even more profound mysteries: "This battle of spells. . . truly holds suspense!"
"Impossible. . . even if they are a set of flying swords, why does he have such powerful Divine Consciousness to control them? " Youyue Zi's face was filled with disbelief.
The combat prowess Fang Xi now displayed was something even she might not easily claim victory against.
In fact, Youyue Zi knew that if Li Ru Jian were replaced with herself, she might not handle it as effortlessly as Fang Xi, and she might even. . . lose!
Whether she admitted it or not, in everyone's eyes, the current Fang Xi possessed the combat strength of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.
Suddenly, another earth-shattering sound echoed.
Li Ru Jian's face flushed red, and the Jinglei Sword in his hand burst forth with a terrifying Geng Metal golden light, striking thirteen consecutive blows, finally dispersing the gigantic azure sword burning with Yimu True Fire.
At this moment, his aura was subtly approaching the Perfected Foundation Establishment level!
"This person. . . actually used a secret art to enhance his magical power?"
Ruan Xing Ling sighed softly, letting her pleasant voice echo into the ears of every cultivator present: "The Grand Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect already doesn't have much lifespan left, yet he's expending his vital energy so heavily. It's truly not worth it. . ."
That black-robed Foundation Establishment sword cultivator from the Spirit Sword Sect also looked worried, and hearing this, he couldn't help but glare fiercely at Ruan Xing Ling.
"Oh? Going all out?"
Fang Xi chuckled lightly, retrieving the six Yimu Divine Swords, and forming hand seals, the magical power of the Longevity Art poured forth.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Azure light exploded, and a total of twelve Yimu Flying Swords circled around him, causing every Foundation Establishment cultivator present to change color.
"Alright. . . it's time to end this. Go!"
Under Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness command, the twelve Yimu Divine Swords flew out, darting back and forth like immortals descending from the heavens, arranged in an ingenious formation, encircling Li Ru Jian at its center.
Sizzle!
Wisps of Yimu Divine Thunder flew out from the azure short swords, forming a net of lightning.
The sky suddenly became overcast, and azure lightning bolts as thick as bowls descended!
"This is. . . a formation? !"
Li Ru Jian's eyes blazed like lightning, and his face turned pale with shock.
"This is my self-created 'Yimu Divine Thunder Sword Formation. ' I invite Fellow Daoist to kindly assess it. . ."
Fang Xi laughed heartily, as countless thick azure lightning bolts descended from mid-air.
Boom!
Boom!
Li Ru Jian roared repeatedly, clashing with the Jinglei Sword against several Yimu Divine Thunders. Ultimately, the Jinglei Sword flew out of his hand, and he was struck by a massive Yimu Divine Thunder.
Crack!
His entire body's sword light dissipated, and he violently spat out a mouthful of vital blood, his aura rapidly weakening.
"Island Master Fang, stop! I concede on behalf of Grand Elder!"
Seeing that Li Ru Jian might even die within the sword formation, the black-robed Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Spirit Sword Sect immediately let out a long cry.
Whoosh!
Within the Yimu Divine Thunder Sword Formation, an azure short sword rested against Li Ru Jian's neck.
Fang Xi smiled and asked, "Fellow Daoist, do you concede?"
Li Ru Jian seemed to have aged several decades in an instant, his spine, once as straight as a sword, bowed. "Fellow Daoist's sword formation dao is truly profound. This old man concedes!"
"Excellent."
Fang Xi flicked his sleeve, effortlessly retracting the twelve flying swords, appearing to have plenty of room to spare.
This was normal.
After all, at full power, he could wield at least nineteen Yimu Divine Swords!
As for the Yimu Divine Thunder Formation?
After this formation fell into his hands, he had already thoroughly understood it. Combined with the secrets of mobile formation deployment, the 'Yimu Divine Thunder Sword Formation' he had assembled was his latest research achievement.
When unleashed now, it was indeed incredibly sharp, easily defeating the enemy.
'With my current late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation, even if I only use Yimu Divine Light, late-stage or even Perfected Foundation Establishment cultivators are no match. . . '
Fang Xi retracted his divine abilities, revealing a friendly smile: "Since the battle of spells has concluded, let us forget past matters. Everyone, please come to the Evergreen Pavilion for a moment. . ."
"Fellow Daoist is too kind."
Yan Chang Kong and the other Foundation Establishment cultivators' expressions were incredibly solemn, completely different from before.
After all, the current Fang Xi's divine abilities and techniques were comparable to a Perfected Foundation Establishment cultivator, truly inspiring their awe.
"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Fang. From now on, the title of 'First Cultivator of Myriad Islands Lake' will have to be yielded to you."
Ruan Xing Ling also chuckled.
Hearing this, Fang Xi felt a pang of awkwardness in his heart.
'First Cultivator of Myriad Islands Lake? '
'Well. . . it barely counts as first, doesn't it? '
Li Ru Jian's vital energy was greatly damaged, and because he had forcibly boosted his magical power with a secret art, he might even suffer a reduction in lifespan. He said nothing, allowing the other black-robed Foundation Establishment cultivator to exchange a few polite words before taking Li Ru Jian and departing in disarray.
As for Youyue Zi, she forced a stiff smile, not wanting to provoke Fang Xi, who was both a powerful enemy and a neighbor.
The other Foundation Establishment cultivators went to the Evergreen Pavilion together. Fang Xi ordered a banquet, and everyone praised the Little Green Dragon Soup and second-order Dragon Scale Spirit Rice they tasted.
For a time, both host and guests enjoyed themselves thoroughly.
...
"Ah. . . Old Ancestor Fang, you're not keeping your word!"
The next day.
Zhong Hong Yu came to the Evergreen Pavilion to pay her respects when she suddenly heard a miserable shriek.
Amidst the flickering azure light, several corpses seemed to be tossed out, then quickly collected into a storage bag.
"Hong Xiu, Xiao Ying, come clean up."
Fang Xi emerged from the Evergreen Pavilion, looking utterly put out: "Truly speechless. . . some idiot bandit cultivators heard me say a few words about 'once you enter this island, all grudges are nullified,' and thought they could come seek refuge with this Island Master, even trying to elevate this Island Master to be their bandit chief. . . do they think I'm truly someone who shelters bandit cultivators?"
For some reason, Zhong Hong Yu suddenly felt like laughing.
But then, her expression turned solemn: "We already explained it clearly, why do outsiders still not believe us?"
She felt a bit aggrieved. She had painstakingly exchanged for the Foundation Establishment Pill, then unluckily suffered an ambush, and now this was the outcome?
If not for the Island Master's sufficient strength to protect her, she might have been captured and killed by the Spirit Sword Sect for revenge. . .
"That's just how things are in the world. . . if you let it affect you, it only means your inner self isn't strong enough."
Fang Xi, however, merely smiled faintly. He didn't care about such things; them gifting themselves as tree fertilizer was quite good.
As for the casual fib about "once you enter my island, all grudges are nullified, and great calamities cannot harm you". . .
In reality, it depended on the person. Whether or not to accept them was entirely at his discretion as the Island Master.
Although, the current Dragon Fish Island could indeed be considered a paradise beyond the mortal world, seemingly capable of fending off enemies even if it provoked the Black Heaven Sect. . .
"I see you are full of vigor, your essence, qi, and spirit all at their peak. It's a good time for secluded cultivation. . ."
Fang Xi's Divine Consciousness swept over Zhong Hong Yu as he spoke: "Let me see the Foundation Establishment Pill. . ."
Zhong Hong Yu took out a small bottle from her storage bag and handed it to Fang Xi.
Fang Xi took it and examined it briefly: "The pill is fine. Although a low-grade Foundation Establishment Pill only has sixty to seventy percent of the effectiveness of a standard one, it should be enough for you."
After all, Zhong Hong Yu had a mid-grade spiritual root, so at least her spiritual root aptitude wouldn't hold her back during Foundation Establishment.
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