Eternal Sacred King Chapter 111 to 115

 Chapter 111: Displeasure of Little Fatty

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Weapon Peak.

Little fatty arrived at the entrance of Su Zimo’s cave abode.

The door of the entrance was destroyed by little crane and Su Zimo had not fixed it. Looking inside, little fatty caught sight of a green robed man in deep sleep on the stone bed with a ferocious spirit tiger guarding at the side.

A twinkle appeared in little fatty’s eyes as he cast his flying sword aside and rushed in.

When the spirit tiger saw little fatty, it growled softly but did not show any animosity.

It naturally knew that little fatty was Su Zimo’s friend.

If anyone else had barged in as such, the spirit tiger would have rushed in front of Su Zimo to block.

“Bro, bro! Wake up!”

Little fatty was already yelling before he approached.

Even though Su Zimo was deep in sleep, he was already awake subconsciously the moment little fatty had barged in.

Shaking his drowsy head, Su Zimo sat up and blinked his sleepy eyes while stretching his tendons.

“Bro, where have you been for the past three months? Why haven’t I seen you anywhere?” Little fatty asked.

Su Zimo replied casually, “I went out to relax.”

Rolling his eyes, little fatty grumbled, “Bro, you sure are confident. The five peaks face-off is approaching and yet you went out to relax...?”

Pausing for a moment, little fatty inched towards Su Zimo and said mysteriously, “Bro, haven’t you heard that something major happened in our sect recently?”

“Ah?”

Su Zimo was somewhat puzzled as he shook his head. “I don’t know.”

“Bro, you know that there’s a Ten Formations Pagoda in Array Peak, right?”

“Yeah?”

“A mysterious disciple cleared the entire Ten Formations Pagoda!”

Su Zimo’s heart skipped a bit and he was more awake now. Frowning, he asked, “How did you know about it?”

“I’m not the only one! All trial disciples of the five peaks know about it! Before long, the entire sect’s going to know about it! There’s a lot of people gathered on Array Peak right now!”

Su Zimo was shocked.

He had not expected that his unintentional actions would have caused such a stir.

Could Elder Luo and Peak Master Xuan Yi have spread the news?

Wrong!

On second thought, Su Zimo asked, “What do you mean by mysterious disciple? Nobody knows who cleared the Ten Formations Pagoda?”

“Hehe!”

Little fatty gave a mysterious smile as he said beamingly, “That’s the most incredible part! After the disciple cleared the pagoda, he did not leave his name on the Ten Formations Stele! Now, disciples of all five peaks are guessing at that person’s identity!”

“Ten Formations Stele?”

Su Zimo blinked his eyes and vaguely recalled that there was a huge stele filled with words beside the Ten Formations Pagoda.

“What do you mean leaving a name on the Ten Formations Stele?” Su Zimo asked once more.

Little fatty explained the use of the Ten Formations Stele, “After clearing the pagoda, one has to tap their sect badge on the Ten Formations Stele for their name to be recorded.”

Su Zimo froze for a moment and muttered to himself, “So, there’s such a thing.”

“That incredible person cleared all 10 levels in one go and left gracefully just like that. How admirable.”

Little fatty’s eyes were filled with awe as though he was imagining a cultivator’s extraordinary demeanor amidst the ethereal clouds, leaving as he flicked his sleeves.

In reality, Su Zimo was thoroughly exhausted that night and had barely managed to return on his flying sword. There was no way he was that carefree.

Little fatty noticed that Su Zimo was distracted and seemingly disinterested. He then reached for Su Zimo’s arm, saying, “Bro, let’s go! I’ll take you to Array Peak and you’ll see just how amazing that person is!”

Discreetly, Su Zimo avoided little fatty’s hand and shook his head. “I’ll give it a pass.”

Su Zimo did not have much time to begin with. Now that he had spent three months on Array Peak without refining elixirs, raising his cultivation or practicing sword wielding, he was left with less than three months to the end of the year.

How would he have the mood to join the crowd.

Furthermore, he was that mysterious challenger – Su Zimo wasn’t curious in the slightest bit.

At the same time, Su Zimo realized that if word were to spread out, it would bring quite a bit of trouble for him. He decided to hide it for the time being.

“Bro, it’s a huge crowd on Array Peak right now! It’s absolutely unprecedented! It’d be such a pity if you didn’t go take a look!” Little fatty did not give up and continued persuading.

Su Zimo chuckled and replied casually, “I know nothing about formations too. What’s the big deal about challenging the pagoda?”

That statement was casually thrown out by Su Zimo. However, little fatty was instantly displeased.

Bang!

His chubby palm slammed down heavily on Su Zimo’s stone bed, giving off a dull thud.

Su Zimo was dazed.

“Bro, that’s not a nice thing to say.”

Little fatty kept his smile and his expression was unprecedentedly serious. “Perhaps that mysterious disciple might not be your match in terms of weapon refinement. But bro, you should not underestimate him like that!”

“What do you mean what’s the big deal about challenging the pagoda? Do you know what it implies for someone to be able to clear Level 10 of the Ten Formations Pagoda?”

Su Zimo asked automatically, “What?”

Little fatty was stunned at Su Zimo’s question. After holding it for a long time, his face flushed and he could not give a reply either.

Naturally, little fatty was not really angry. It was just a moment of indignance for that mysterious challenger.

Su Zimo looked at little fatty’s embarrassed face and could not help but smile. “Actually, I’m that mysterious disciple...”

“Bro, stop messing around,” Little fatty waved his hand to interrupt him.

Su Zimo: “... ”

Little fatty said in a deep voice, “Bro, you have to understand that through the generations of trial disciples in the history of the sect, there have been many geniuses. However, the best among them have only cleared Level 6!”

“Look at that Feng Haoyu. He may seem impressive now, but it’s not like there hasn’t been another genius with a wind spirit root in the sect. He’s just one of them. However, this mysterious disciple that cleared Level 10? He’s the first person through the thousands of years of history of our sect!”

Su Zimo could only nod his head in agreement.

“Think about it, bro. Wasn’t it incredible when you got through the Eight Distresses Formation and destroyed the spirit testing gate? Just like you, the accomplishment of this mystery disciple is unprecedented!”

With a stoic face, little fatty said earnestly, “Bro, you’ve got to be humble. Humility is important. You can’t look down on others casually. That won’t’ do.”

“Alright, I got it. I’ll check it out when I’ve got time.”

Su Zimo was sweating profusely for this conversation. When he saw that little fatty had no intention of stopping, he changed the topic. “It’s been a long time since I’ve cultivated. I’ve got to seize the opportunity to raise my cultivation.”

Little fatty scanned Su Zimo with the Spirit Peering Art.

He was still at Level 6 Qi Condensation?

Bitterly, little fatty said, “Bro, look at you. You were already at Level 6 Qi Condensation three months ago but you haven’t progressed at all. How are you going to fight Feng Haoyu?”

“Bro, even if you know you can’t win him, you’ve got to pick yourself up and not give up! The path of cultivation is like going against the waters. If you don’t advance, you get pushed back. You’ve wasted three months just like that! What should I say about you? Sigh!”

Su Zimo: “... “

Chapter 112: Elixir Choice

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

With a great deal of effort, Su Zimo finally managed to send little fatty away. He then squatted at the entrance of his cave abode and focused on setting up a formation.

He set up a Grade 2 formation – Smoke Gathering Formation

Because the stupid bird’s identity was unique, Su Zimo did not dare to set up a killing formation. It would suffice for him to set up a trap formation and restrain the stupid bird.

Standing at the side, the spirit tiger watched. Even though it did not understand what was going on, it realized that Su Zimo’s return must mean that the latter had found a way to suppress that stupid bird.

He was gone for a full three months; it wasn’t a short period of time.

Su Zimo took an entire day to set up the Smoke Gathering Formation.

However, he had no intention of stopping right after. He continued to set up another Soundproof Formation outside the Smoke Gathering Formation.

That way, Su Zimo wouldn’t be affected no matter how the stupid bird cried within the trap.

Thereafter, he made an imprint using the spirit beast badge on the spirit tiger’s neck so that the latter would have unrestricted access to the cave abode.

By the time everything was set up, it was night.

Su Zimo looked at the night skies without feeling sleepy in the slightest bit.

It was less than three months to the year end face-off – he did not have much time left.

According to his original plan, he would have been able to reach Perfected Qi Condensation through sufficient use of spirit stones.

Now that he had spent so much time on Array Peak, he would only be able to reach Level 9 Qi Condensation at max come the end of the year.

After all, he did not have much progress on elixir refinement yet.

Against Feng Haoyu’s Perfected Qi Condensation, Su Zimo knew that he had no chance of winning.

Furthermore, Feng Haoyu was cultivating one of the three major secret skills – Ethereal Sword.

Su Zimo’s only chance of winning was on the two sword formation manuals!

He had to master the Tripartite and Hexagonal Sword Formation before the year end face-off and become a Sword Formation Master!

Su Zimo did not sleep the entire night as he summoned his Elixir Furnace and started with refinement.

Previously, he had a chance of refining Grade 1 elixirs. However, it exploded due to little crane’s interference, wasting all his previous efforts.

After three months of not refining elixirs, Su Zimo’s technique was clearly rusty.

Unable to control the temperature of the flames precisely, the spirit herbs were burnt to ashes.

It was only till midnight when he finally found the feeling and got into the groove.

Failing many times in between, Su Zimo finally managed to refine a cauldron of elixirs come early morning.

Usually, a cauldron would contain nine elixirs.

However, the complexity of the refinement increased with the recipe and as such, the number of elixirs were reduced.

For example, among Grade 1 elixirs, the most difficult of them was the Foundation Establishment Elixir and each refinement would only produce a single elixir, nothing more.

Spirit Gathering Elixir was the most simple to refine amongst Grade 1 elixirs.

Nine Spirit Gathering Elixirs burst forth from the holes in the Elixir Furnace and hovered in midair. Eight of the elixirs had three elixir patterns etched on them – those were superior-grade elixirs!

One of them had four elixir patterns – a supreme-grade elixir!

Looking at the nine elixirs that he had refined floating in the air, Su Zimo’s eyes flickered as he pondered.

It was out of his expectations that he had managed to produce elixirs of such quality with his first attempt.

Refinement of elixirs was unlike that of weapons.

For weapon refinement, fire was the foundation. However, the true core of it was on the steps of tempering and spirit gathering.

As for elixir refinement, the true core lies in the two extraction steps.

The more thorough the extraction, the less the impurities of the elixir and the better the quality of the end product.

With a single thought, a scarlet flame appeared from the fingertip of Su Zimo’s right hand with a loud thud.

There was only a single explanation as to why he could create elixirs of such quality – it was the Level 3 Spirit Fire!

He could vaguely sense that the Level 3 Spirit Fire produced by his right hand was unlike normal Level 3 Spirit Fires. In fact, it seemed to give him a unique advantage in terms of refining spirit herbs.

As long as he continued practicing on grasping the flame’s temperature precisely and familiarizing himself with the ratio of spirit herbs, it wouldn’t be impossible for him to create perfect elixirs!

“Perhaps this flame of mine isn’t actually a Level 3 Spirit Fire? Maybe it just shares the same color as one?”

Su Zimo looked at his right hand repeatedly and fell into deep thought.

Right then, a familiar cry of a crane appeared outside his cave abode.

“Caw, caw!”

The spirit tiger trembled as it jolted up in fright. The hair on its back all stood up as fear seeped out of its eyes.

Even after three months, the spirit tiger still had lingering fears. That was enough to tell how tormented it was by little crane.

“It’s finally here.”

Su Zimo smiled gently as he looked calmly at little crane descending from the skies.

Flapping its wings, little crane looked at Su Zimo with a taunting and gleeful expression.

It’s meaning was clear – ‘Small fry, even if you hide outside for three months, you’ll have to come back sooner or later! You can’t escape from my grasp!’

Right as little crane descended upon the entrance of the cave abode, a bright, bedazzling light shone from the ground!

The formation pattern shone brightly as the Smoke Gathering Formation was activated!

“Caw!”

Little crane’s expression changed as it panicked. It wanted to soar into the skies but it realized that no matter how it tried, it could not fly out of that small region.

It was trapped!

Having grown up in Ethereal Peak, little crane naturally knew of the methods deployed by cultivators. Instantly, it realized that it might have fallen into a type of array formation.

“Caw, caw!”

Enraged, little crane shrieked sharply and loudly. However, its voice reverberated around the Soundproof Formation and could not pass through.

Inside the cave abode, the spirit tiger looked at little crane opening its mouth without any sound coming out. Instantly, it beamed and jumped around the spot in excitement.

It was his turn to see the stupid bird suffer!

“Finally, comeuppance! It’s my turn for revenge!” The spirit tiger reared its head and howled, letting out all its indignance.

When it saw the spirit tiger’s provocation, little crane was even more enraged. It stood silent on the spot for some time before suddenly flapping its wings. Amidst the raging hurricane formed, it swooped towards the cave abode with cold, sharp talons!

The spirit tiger jumped in right. Just as it was about to dodge, it realized that little crane was still stuck within the same region and could not escape at all – it merely slammed around the corners like a headless bug.

That caused the spirit tiger to laugh even more merrily.

Su Zimo heaved out a sigh of relief.

It was obvious that the stupid bird knew nothing about formations. Furthermore, it was not strong enough to break through the formation with brute force.

He could finally cultivate in peace for the next few days.

Totally indifferent towards little crane who was rampaging and crying at the entrance of the cave abode, Su Zimo took out a spirit stone from his storage bag and channeled Qi Condensation to cultivate.

His cultivation was stagnant for three months now and he had to raise it as soon as possible.

Even though he had just refined a cauldron of Spirit Gathering Elixirs, Su Zimo had no intention of consuming them.

He found out from Elixir Peak’s master previously that other than perfect elixirs, all other graded elixirs had impurities. The impact they had on cultivators was something that was undetermined.

At that time, Su Zimo had already made a choice.

Unless it was a perfect elixir, he was not going to consume it casually.

At that moment, Su Zimo did not realize it yet. However, that choice of his was precisely the reason why he would gain a solid foundation that no one could match in his path of cultivation!

Chapter 113: How Sinful!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

After three days, Su Zimo finally refined a cauldron of Spirit Gathering Elixirs with a perfect elixir!

He placed that perfect elixir carefully into a jade bottle and kept it in his storage bag.

Little crane was trapped by the Smoke Gathering Formation for the past three days and was unable to escape. It was also hoarse after crying for three days and nights. By now, it was sprawled on the ground in a despondent manner, looking at Su Zimo pitifully.

Su Zimo came before the Smoke Gathering Formation and looked at little crane with a fake smile. “Stupid bird, you know how strong I am now?”

Little crane nodded hurriedly and let out a look of awe.

Su Zimo was unmoved.

This stupid bird had a high status and had never suffered before in the sect – there was no way it was going to give in so easily.

If Su Zimo let it go, it might even come back and cause a greater ruckus!

“Stay here for three months. I’ll let you off after the five peaks face-off,” Su Zimo remarked casually.

“Caw, caw!”

Instantly, little crane’s expression changed as it yelled at Su Zimo as though threatening him.

Scoffing coldly, Su Zimo pretended as though he saw nothing and left his cave abode, riding his flying sword towards Elixir Peak.

Knowing how to refine Spirit Gathering Elixirs was not enough for him to be the number one of Elixir Peak.

The greatest difficulty of weapon refinement lies in spirit gathering.

As for elixir refinement, the difficulty lies in the deep knowledge that was required of all the various types of spirit herbs.

An Elementary Elixir Refinement Master would be able to differentiate between the spirit herbs for Grade 1 elixirs as well as their attributes and the temperature they could endure.

Someone who was unfamiliar with those things would be put in a spot if someone were to give them a recipe and they did not know of the spirit herbs listed. If so, how could they refine any elixirs?

Incredible Elixir Refinement Masters would be able to understand the recipe’s description based on their imaginations and creativity. From there, they could refine new elixirs using their own ratios.

But of course, Su Zimo was still far from that.

Su Zimo’s motive for heading to Elixir Peak was to exchange for a record of Grade 1 spirit herbs so that he could memorize them. Thereafter, he would exchange for some recipes and spirit herbs to continue practicing on refinement.

Before long, Su Zimo returned to his cave abode.

For the next few days, he worked on raising his cultivation and elixir refinement.

Trapped in the formation, little crane had nothing to eat and had lost weight, looking even more pitiful.

The spirit tiger could not bear to see it suffer and hence, when it hunted for food outside, it would bring some back for little crane as well, chatting with it every now and then.

During this period, the relationship between the tiger and crane had improved quite a bit.

Only, the way little crane looked at Su Zimo was still filled with resentment and pride.

Su Zimo could not be bothered.

This day, he refined another cauldron of elixirs with four supreme-grade and the rest being superior-grades.

Just as Su Zimo was about to keep the elixirs, he had an idea.

Even though he was not going to consume those elixirs, they still contained the essence of spirit herbs. He wondered if they would work to help spirit beasts raise their cultivation faster too.

At that thought, Su Zimo walked towards the spirit tiger with the fragrant smelling elixirs.

Right as he was about to ask, the spirit tiger wagged its tail with a pandering look. Its mouth was gaping and saliva was almost drooling...

Alright, that saved him the question.

“Look at your worthless expression!”

Su Zimo scolded jokingly before tossing some of the freshly refined elixirs over.

The spirit tiger leapt into the air and opened its mouth, catching an elixir and chewing in satisfaction.

When little crane who was trapped in the formation saw that, it was stunned.

“That works too?”

It was completely stupefied.

It had taken elixirs in the past before. However, even if its mother was the Mystical Guardian Beast, the elixirs given to her were middle-grade at best.

Little crane had never seen someone like Su Zimo who would feed a dog superior-grade elixirs!

To little crane, the way the spirit tiger fawned with a wagging tail earlier on was no different from a dog.

Little crane had a clear view of everything – there were even supreme-grade elixirs!

How extravagant!

How wasteful!

How exciting!

How sinful!

“But, I like it!”

Little crane jumped on the ground excitedly and winked at spirit tiger, trying to signal to it.

There were many cultivators who reared spirit beasts in the cultivation world. However, only few of them would be willing to feed their spirit beasts with elixirs, much less superior or supreme-grade elixirs.

Cultivators would not even bear to eat those elixirs, much less feed their spirit beasts.

Little crane felt that it was getting along quite well with the spirit tiger these days and it was implying for the latter to share some elixirs with it.

The spirit tiger glanced at little crane and hesitated for a long time. Finally, it picked up an elixir of the worst quality from the ground and tossed it into the Smoke Gathering Formation.

Little crane was enraged but it couldn’t do anything at all.

Twerking its butt, the spirit tiger ran back and clawed a circle on the ground, protecting the rest of the elixirs in front of it.

It looked like it was ready to fight anyone to the death if they dared touch those pills!

Su Zimo shook his head and smiled. Retrieving a couple of jade bottles from his storage bag, he poured all the elixirs within in front of the spirit tiger.

Most of them were superior-grade elixirs with some supreme-grade ones; even the lowest quality was at middle-grade!

He remarked, “It’s all for you. Hurry and raise your cultivation.”

The spirit tiger was bedazzled.

“This happiness came too suddenly! Joy has finally come to me!” The spirit tiger dove head first into the pile of elixirs and nearly fainted from the fragrance of it all.

Little crane was getting more and more anxious as it watched, crying repeatedly but her voice could not be heard at all.

“How can you finish so many elixirs? Share some with me!”

After a moment, the spirit tiger regained its senses and swallowed another few elixirs. It then sprawled on the ground and began snoring.

Every spirit beast knew how to cultivate innately. However, certain spirit beasts with powerful bloodlines would contain a memory heritage that would make their cultivation techniques even stronger.

The spirit tiger merely had an ordinary bloodline and its cultivation technique would never be able to match the Marrow Cleansing section, let alone The Mystic Classic of the Twelve Demon Kings of the Great Wilderness.

The thought of imparting the Marrow Cleansing section to the spirit tiger so that it could turn stronger had crossed Su Zimo’s mind as well.

However, Die Yue had once warned him not to impart the skill to anyone else and as such, Su Zimo could only abandon that thought.

Seeing that no one was paying attention to it, little crane felt extremely aggrieved. Left with no choice, it picked an elixir left behind by the spirit tiger earlier and began cultivating.

Within a couple of days, the tiger and crane finished all the elixirs.

Even though little crane’s cultivation rose, it wasn’t obvious because it was a spirit demon and did not consume much elixirs to begin with.

However, the spirit tiger’s aura was clearly much more ferocious. Its gaze had turned more sinister and its fur was now golden, standing erect like shimmering needles.

If it continued cultivating as such, it wouldn’t be long before the spirit tiger became a Foundation Establishment realm spirit demon!

After the elixirs were consumed, both the spirit tiger and little crane were yearning for more as they looked at Su Zimo wistfully, waiting for him to refine.

By now, the spirit herbs that Su Zimo had exchanged for were used up entirely.

Because he no longer had any contribution points, he would have to use spirit stones if he wanted to exchange for spirit herbs at Elixir Peak.

However, Su Zimo required spirit stones to raise his cultivation.

Meeting the anticipating gazes of the two spirit beasts, Su Zimo merely shrugged his shoulders and shook his head. “I can’t refine any more elixirs. I’m out of spirit herbs.”

It was like thunder striking!

The news was a huge blow to the tiger and crane!

Both of them were addicted and had yet to enjoy to their hearts’ contentment. However, he was going to stop...

Chapter 114: Trump Card

The reason why Su Zimo wanted to stop refining elixirs was because he no longer needed it.

Similar to weapon refinement, Su Zimo no longer had to waste time on it now that he could refine inferior-grade spirit weapons.

There were two months left to the year end face-off.

At the moment, Su Zimo’s cultivation was at Level 7 Qi Condensation.

Coupled with the perfect elixirs he had refined previously, it was not going to be an issue for him to reach Level 9 Qi Condensation by the end of the year. However, Perfected Qi Condensation was impossible for him.

At Perfected Qi Condensation, the dantian would open up like a vast sea of qi and one would be much stronger than at Level 9.

That was something that required elixirs, spirit stones and a long period of cultivation. Even cultivators with heaven spirit roots were no exception to that rule.

During this period of time, little crane had consumed quite a bit of Su Zimo’s elixirs. Even though it was still trapped in the Smoke Gathering Formation, its relationship with Su Zimo had improved.

Despite that, Su Zimo did not dare to let little crane out.

This day, little fatty arrived at Su Zimo’s cave abode once more.

When he saw that Su Zimo’s cultivation had risen, he felt relieved and thought that Su Zimo had finally picked himself up.

At the moment, little fatty’s cultivation realm was at the peak of Level 8 Qi Condensation.

By the end of the year, he was definitely going to hit Level 9 Qi Condensation.

Even though his progress was already very fast, it was still slightly inferior compared to Feng Haoyu and Leng Rou.

In theory, the cultivation speed of heaven spirit roots should not lose out to variant spirit roots.

Su Zimo had vaguely sensed that little fatty’s physique was different.

Even though it could not be compared to his, it was definitely much stronger than most other Qi Refinement Warriors.

There was a possibility that little fatty had used a portion of his spirit qi on tempering his body. That might be why he was not on the same level as Feng Haoyu and Leng Rou.

The reason for little fatty’s arrival was naturally to impart to Su Zimo the various methods of sword wielding and fighting between cultivators.

As Xuan Yi had mentioned, the fights between Qi Refinement Warriors were relatively simple and there weren’t many things to mention – most of it had to be learned through practical experience.

For that month, little fatty stayed in Su Zimo’s cave abode.

As the both of them sparred daily, Su Zimo’s sword wielding skills were becoming more and more proficient.

Initially, Su Zimo was at a complete disadvantage. Each time little fatty summoned his flying sword, he could suppress Su Zimo in less than three moves.

However, as time went on, Su Zimo was gradually able to match little fatty evenly.

Subsequently, the spirit tiger even joined the fights and attacked Su Zimo together with little fatty.

At the beginning, Su Zimo was not used to being attacked by little fatty and the spirit tiger together. However, as his sword wielding skills improved, he was able to hold his ground without losing out.

During this period of time, what puzzled little fatty at the most was that despite being at Level 7 Qi Condensation, Su Zimo was completely able to match him who was at Level 8.

That implied that the quality of Su Zimo’s spirit qi was far superior compared to little fatty’s.

But, that didn’t make any sense.

Both of them had heaven spirit roots, so why would there be a level of difference between their spirit qi?

Little fatty had asked about it before as well but Su Zimo merely shook his head, indicating that he was unclear too.

In truth, Su Zimo had a theory.

It was because a change in quality would occur after spirit qi enters his body through his right hand, causing it to be even purer within his body!

Vaguely, Su Zimo had the feeling that his right hand might have something else that Die Yue left for him.

That was the reason why he could produce the Level 3 Spirit Fire too.

However, everything was so strange that Su Zimo would naturally not mention it to anyone else.

This day, little fatty had plans to leave.

He had already taught Su Zimo most of what he had learned in Spirit Peak – it was meaningless to stay any longer.

Before he left, little fatty suddenly declared mysteriously, “Bro, I know it seems like we’re rather evenly matched recently. But, actually, I have a trump card!”

“Oh?” Su Zimo raised his brow.

A smug look flashed through little fatty’s eyes as he chuckled. “Bro, I’ve actually been cultivating a body tempering technique that takes up quite a bit of spirit qi. If not for that, I would be able to hit Perfected Qi Condensation by the end of the year.”

Indeed, Su Zimo had guessed correctly.

When he saw that Su Zimo did not have a stark reaction, little fatty thought that it was because he did not understand the benefits of body tempering. Because of that, he rushed forward excitedly. “Bro, you haven’t fought with cultivators who had tempered bodies before. If I make use of my trump card, you’ll definitely lose for sure!”

“Is that so?”

Su Zimo chuckled and asked.

When he heard that, little fatty glared at him and harrumphed gently, “Bro, if you still don’t believe me, we can have another spar so that I can show you my technique!”

“Very well.”

Su Zimo nodded in agreement.

Little fatty summoned a fatty – it was a pseudo spirit weapon.

Among the five peaks, there were not many trial disciples who had an inferior-grade spirit weapon. Because little fatty had just joined for less than a year, he naturally did not have one too.

During their normal spars, Su Zimo naturally did not use the inferior-grade flying swords that he had created. Instead, he would also use a pseudo spirit weapon.

“Go!”

A stream of spirit qi shot out from both their fingertips into their flying swords.

Shuttling through the cave abode, both flying swords clashed against one another.

Cling! Clang!

The sounds of metal clashing echoed as sparks flew.

In terms of sword wielding, both of them were evenly matched and neither party’s flying sword could break the other’s defense.

Right then, little fatty hollered and slapped on his storage bag, summoning a gigantic axe!

The gigantic axe looked to be the same size as little fatty and it appeared extremely strange when he wielded it.

While their flying swords were fighting in mid-air, little fatty took advantage of the chance and tunneled forth. A golden light shone on the surface of his body as he suddenly arrived before Su Zimo, swifter than ever.

Swoosh!

The gigantic axe tore through the voids and descended from the skies menacingly. Before it got close, Su Zimo’s hair was already pushed backwards.

“Haha, bro! You lost!”

Little fatty burst out in laughter. As the gigantic axe was about to strike Su Zimo’s head, little fatty hurriedly held back.

Right then, with an unchanged expression, Su Zimo suddenly reached out and grabbed the incoming axe!

Bang!

Even though the gigantic axe had met with flesh, the sound that echoed felt like it was defeated!

The gigantic axe could not advance anymore!

Little fatty’s face turned pale with fight as he rushed over and asked in panic, “B-Bro! Are you a-alright?! Why did y-you grab my weapon?!”

Su Zimo had already tossed the axe onto the ground and retracted his nails discreetly.

Holding up Su Zimo’s hand, little fatty checked it back and forth... there was no damage done at all!

He was alright?

Completely unharmed?

Little fatty’s gaze towards Su Zimo changed gradually.

No matter how strong his body was, there was no way he would dare to receive a weapon with his bare hands – that was akin to courting death.

However, little fatty had witnessed the scene unfold right before his eyes!

Before little fatty managed to retract his momentum, Su Zimo had already stopped the axe! The feeling was no different from chopping an unshakable mountain!

“Bro, you...!” Little fatty’s eyes were filled with astonishment.

Su Zimo chuckled casually. “I’ve also cultivated body tempering techniques before. You’ve got to help me hide it.”

“F-For sure! Definitely!” Little fatty nodded instinctively.

Chapter 115: Face-off Commencement

When little fatty left Su Zimo’s cave abode, he was still filled with doubts. In a daze, he had not snapped out of what happened earlier.

There were no lack of amazing body tempering techniques in the cultivation world. However, he had never heard of one which the user could catch weapons barehanded.

And... he wasn’t injured at all!

Even demons who were known for their powerful bodies might not dare to do such a thing?

Suddenly, little fatty recalled the scene of them entering the sect.

Su Zimo was carrying him while dealing with a spirit demon on the walls of the peak – that wasn’t something that could be done with just body tempering.

Frowning, little fatty remembered the moment when his gigantic axe met with Su Zimo’s palm. Other than the dull thud, there were some other strange noises.

It was as though something sharp had scratched on his weapon, making a crisp sound.

Because everything had happened so suddenly, little fatty did not think too much into it. However, things felt odd in retrospect.

Instinctively, he took out his gigantic axe and swept it with his gaze. Instantly, his pupils constricted as the hair on his back stood up – he was petrified!

There were five small holes on the surface of the axe!

With a deep breath of air, little fatty composed himself and gestured his palm on the axe.

He placed his palm on the blade of the axe. His fingers fit exactly where the five holes were!

Broop!

Little fatty gulped.

Keeping his axe hurriedly, he adjusted his emotions and calmed himself before leaving.

...

In the cave abode.

Su Zimo looked at his palm and sighed gently.

He had merely wanted to grab little fatty’s axe on a whim earlier on. He didn’t expect that he couldn’t suppress the Power of Blood and forced out those sharp nails.

It may not have been a big deal to be seen by little fatty. However, if seniors of the sect saw it, they might turn suspicious and that might even reveal his demonic bloodline!

“This matter is ultimately a problem,” Su Zimo shook his head with a look of worry on his face.

It was one month away from the year end face-off.

Su Zimo’s cultivation had just risen to Level 8 Qi Condensation.

He retrieved the Weapon Tripod from his storage bag.

No matter what, he had to master the Tripartite Sword Formation within the month. It would be best if he could master the Hexagonal Sword Formation too – that would increase his chances of victory against Feng Haoyu.

The prerequisite of cultivating a sword formation was that one had to possess a set of flying swords.

Su Zimo already had an inferior-grade flying sword – he had to refine five more.

For him, refining inferior-grade flying swords was no longer a problem.

He had the help of his spirit perception for the aspect of spirit gathering, turning it into a 100% success rate. However, he was still unable to refine middle-grade spirit weapons for some unknown reason.

After a day, Su Zimo managed to refine five inferior-grade flying swords to make up a set.

In his cave abode, he recalled the contents of the Tripartite Sword Formation and began to cultivate.

An extremely high mastery of flying swords was required for sword formations – the set up had to be perfect.

Fortunately, Su Zimo had established a firm foundation in sword wielding thanks to little fatty’s help through the past month. Now, what he had to learn was how to control multiple flying swords.

...

In the final month, the atmosphere in the five peaks was clearly much more dense.

Most disciples were holed up in their cave abodes cultivating, preparing to showcase their prowess in the face-off.

The commotion caused by the mysterious challenger of Array Peak had gradually simmered as well.

Previously, the identity of the mysterious challenger had become the most popular topic amongst disciples of the five peaks with everyone guessing at his identity daily.

However, the discussions had mostly died down as the end of the year approached.

This day, a bell sounded from Ethereal Palace. There were a total of five sounds.

The five peaks face-off had officially commenced!

Many trial disciples appeared from their cave abodes one after another, speeding towards Weapon Peak with energized expressions.

The five peaks face-off lasted five days.

Because Weapon and Elixir Peaks were the weakest, according to the previous years’ arrangement, their face-offs were arranged on the first and second day.

However, things were different this year.

Everyone of the five peaks knew of Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo’s challenge.

Coincidentally, both of them were going to take part in the Weapon and Elixir Peak face-offs. Be it refinement or weapons or elixirs, both took a huge toll on one’s spirit qi, energy and mental state.

In order to ensure that the both of them could take part in the face-offs in their best condition, the five peak masters agreed that they would separate the events.

First day, Weapon Peak face-off.

Second day, Talisman Peak face-off.

Third day, Elixir Peak face-off.

Fourth day, Array Peak face-off.

Fifth day, Spirit Peak face-off.

Because the Spirit Peak face-off was the most anticipated event among the five peaks, it was always on the last day every year.

The reason why they arranged for the Array Peak face-off before it was so that Feng Haoyu could get sufficient rest and prepare for the Spirit Peak face-off.

Weapon Peak’s face-off was held in the Weapon Refinement Hall.

On the first day, nearly all disciples of the five peaks had gathered outside the Weapon Refinement Hall; there were even inner sect disciples gathering.

Weapon Peak had never seen such a crowd before.

At a glance, the entire place was densely packed with people.

The reason for this was because Weapon Peak’s face-off was the first round of challenge between Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo!

All eyes were on this!

Everyone wanted to know who would have the last laugh in weapon refinement – the talent of Spirit Peak, Feng Haoyu, with his wind spirit root or Su Zimo with his Level 3 Spirit Fire.

Prior to this, disciples of the five peaks had already secretly wagered on the outcome.

The five peak masters sat right at the front of the Weapon Refinement Hall.

There were more than a hundred participating disciples standing below.

As for the spectating disciples, they could only stand outside and were not allowed to enter lest they disrupted the weapon refinement process.

“Make way, make way!”

A holler sounded from outside the crowd as though someone had arrived.

The crowd parted to the sides, revealing a passageway.

Hands behind his back, a purple robed Qi Refinement Warrior strode in. With a haughty expression, he entered the Weapon Refinement Hall – it was Feng Haoyu!

“Amazing! He’s already at Perfected Qi Condensation!”

“Hmph, that’s not all. I’m telling you, Senior Brother Feng already hit Perfected Qi Condensation more than a month ago. Right now, he’s only a single step away from entering Foundation Establishment realm!”

“I wonder what cultivation Su Zimo is at right now. If he’s too far apart, there won’t be anything to look forward to for their sparring.”

Right then, someone shouted among the crowd. “Su Zimo is here!”

Everyone looked over.

Not far away, Su Zimo arrived on his flying sword. Still clad in green robes, he looked calm as though he was in no pressure at all.

“Ha!”

A disciple could not help but scoff, “Am I seeing things? He’s only at Level 8 Qi Condensation?”

“Fufu, you were right. The difference between them is two levels! The outcome is obvious without them even fighting,” Another disciple shook his head and laughed, his ears clearly filled with disdain.

“If I were Su Zimo, I would admit defeat as soon as possible lest I get beaten up too badly in public and embarrass myself.”