Eternal Sacred King Chapter 126 to 130

 Chapter 126: Three Flying Swords

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For the past two days, Su Zimo had not appeared at all. He was in seclusion attempting to reach Level 9 Qi Condensation.

On the night after Spirit Peak’s face-off, Su Zimo consumed the second Spirit Gathering Elixir.

His body seemed to have transformed into a whirlpool as a steady stream of spirit qi flowed through his right hand into his body, wildly surging towards his dantian.

The spirit qi within Su Zimo’s dantian expanded rapidly, vast as the seas.

After a long time, his body shuddered as his eyes jerked wide open. In the darkness, two rays of divine light shone and rapidly disappeared.

Level 9 Qi Condensation!

In less than a year after he joined the sect, Su Zimo had finally reached Level 9 Qi Condensation.

His cultivation speed was definitely not slow even in the entire cultivation world.

At the moment, Su Zimo carefully sensed the changes in his dantian with confused eyes.

Based on the Qi Condensation manual, the spirit qi within one’s dantian would experience a change upon reaching Perfected Qi Condensation.

In other words, the dantian would form a vast sea of qi.

That was also the reason why it would take more time, resources and difficulty to attain a breakthrough from Level 9 to Perfected Qi Condensation.

But right now, Su Zimo’s dantian had already formed a vast sea of qi despite having just attained Level 9 Qi Condensation.

This was completely different from what the Qi Condensation manual had described!

This also meant that in terms of spirit qi, Su Zimo’s Level 9 Qi Condensation might not be weaker than Feng Haoyu’s Perfected Qi Condensation!

Su Zimo smiled to himself. Suddenly, he was filled with anticipation and confidence towards tomorrow’s battle.

...

The next morning.

When Su Zimo walked out of his cave abode, there were already many cultivators waiting for him to come out of seclusion.

Little fatty, Xue Yi and many other Weapon Peak disciples awaited him.

“Bro, you’re finally out of seclusion! Eh? You’re already at Level 9 Qi Condensation?” Little fatty’s eyes lit up.

Su Zimo smiled and nodded.

“Was Feng Haoyu the number one of Spirit Peak?” Su Zimo asked.

Everyone nodded.

When they recalled Feng Haoyu’s performance yesterday, everyone’s expressions turned solemn. They looked at Su Zimo with a hint of worry in their eyes.

To everyone, even at Level 9 Qi Condensation, the gap between Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu was way too great.

Little fatty said in a low voice, “Feng Haoyu obtained number one yesterday without even using the sect’s secret skill. Clearly, he did not use his full strength. Bro, you’ve got to be careful today.”

“Oh, so powerful?” Su Zimo laughed.

Xue Yi smiled as well. “Junior Brother Su, don’t be too stressed in this battle. Just give it all you’ve got. If you lose, let it be. You’re already the number one of two peaks anyways.”

“That’s right. Even if Feng Haoyu wins you, so what? Weapon Peak disciples are not good at fighting to begin with so it’s nothing embarrassing if he wins.”

Su Zimo smiled and asked, “Where’s the venue of today’s battle?”

“Array Peak’s spirit arena!” Little fatty replied.

“Array Peak?” Su Zimo muttered softly with a strange look flashing through his eyes.

Ever since he left Array Peak three months ago, he had not returned.

Sensing that Su Zimo’s expression was odd, little fatty was worried and asked hurriedly, “What’s wrong, bro? Is there anything wrong with Array Peak?”

“Nothing’s wrong.”

Su Zimo shook his head and did not explain. He waved his hand and said, “Let’s go. Time to try out the skills of Spirit Peak’s number one.”

...

In just one day, Array Peak was once again filled with many disciples.

Other than the trial disciples of the five peaks, some of the inner sect disciples also rushed over to watch the bustle. Chen Yu of the Disciplinary Hall who had a grudge against Su Zimo was among them.

The five peak masters were all present.

Array Peak’s spirit arena was right beside the Ten Formations Pagoda and was close to the Ten Formations Stele too.

Feng Haoyu arrived bright and early. He stood on the spirit arena with hands behind his back, looking proud and haughty.

Before long, Su Zimo and the others arrived on their flying swords and descended in front of the spirit arena.

Su Zimo’s appearance instantly attracted countless stares.

“Fufu, I was wondering why he hasn’t appeared for the past two days. So, he’s been cultivating in seclusion and has actually reached Level 9 Qi Condensation.”

The tone of the disciple who spoke did not sound surprised. Instead, it was filled with obvious mockery.

“So what if he’s at Level 9 Qi Condensation? He’s still asking to be humiliated!”

“I’m betting that Su Zimo’s going to lose within three moves!”

“Forget it. If Senior Brother Feng goes all out, Su Zimo won’t be able to withstand even a single move.”

There was a flurry of discussion in the crowd.

Even though Su Zimo attained number one of Weapon and Elixir Peak, it did not mean that he was strong. No one thought highly of him for this battle.

Many of the Spirit Peak disciples were just waiting to see Su Zimo make a fool of himself.

Under countless scrutinizing gazes, Su Zimo entered the spirit arena.

Right from the beginning, Su Zimo’s expression was extremely calm. His eyes were peaceful and clear as if they were unmoved entirely.

“Hey, Su Zimo! If you kneel and beg for mercy now, Senior Brother Feng might let you off out of kindness!

Among the crowd, Sun Tao shouted and caused a burst of laughter. He was the Spirit Peak disciple who was knocked out by Su Zimo with a single slap.

Su Zimo cast a sideways glance at Sun Tao indifferently and said, “Why? Do you think you haven’t embarrassed yourself enough last time?”

That incident had always been a disgrace for Sun Tao.

Now that Su Zimo was mentioning it in front of everyone, Sun Tao’s face turned green and red. He gritted his teeth and spoke coldly, “Su Zimo! I haven’t settled things with you for what happened back then! You ambushed me first but yet you dare to shamelessly flaunt it here?

“Flaunt?”

Su Zimo laughed and shook his head. “What’s there to flaunt about beating someone like you?”

Anyone could tell of the casual and contemptuous tone in Su Zimo’s voice.

Instantly, Sun Tao’s eyes were bloodshot as he hollered, “Su Zimo, fight me fair and square if you’ve got the guts! I’ll let you witness what I can do!”

Right then, little fatty sneered, “You want to fight? Sure, I’ll fight you.”

Sun Tao immediately wilted.

During the Spirit Peak face-off, little fatty’s strength was obvious to all – Sun Tao was no match for him.

“Alright, that’s enough! Feng Haoyu, Su Zimo! You guys can begin.”

Right then, Wen Xuan shouted softly and suppressed the crowd.

In the spirit arena.

Feng Haoyu looked at Su Zimo disdainfully and scoffed, “Su Zimo, Junior Brother Sun is right. If you beg me now, I can consider sparing you. If we really fight, you can’t blame me for not showing mercy since a sword has no eyes.”

When he heard that, the disheveled old man frowned and could not help but declare, “When fellow disciples spar, one must not go overboard and threaten the other party’s life!”

Feng Haoyu laughed. “Don’t worry, peak master. I’m just going to teach Junior Brother Su a proper lesson about what it means to be a cultivator!”

Right as he said that, Feng Haoyu slapped his storage bag gently and summoned an inferior-grade flying sword.

Without revealing how he controlled it, the flying sword revolved around his body and danced in the air, revealing an extremely precise mastery of sword kinesis.

At the same time, Su Zimo summoned a flying sword from his storage bag.

Everyone focused their attention.

It was an inferior-grade flying sword as well!

“He must have gotten that as a reward from being Weapon Peak’s number one.”

“Yes, the number one can pick an inferior-grade spirit weapon of his choosing in the Spirit Weapon Chamber. This must have been his choice.”

“Junior Brother Su is not behaving rationally. If I were him, I would have definitely chosen a defensive spirit weapon!”

Pointing at Su Zimo’s flying sword, Feng Haoyu chuckled. “Do you really think you’re qualified to fight me just because you have a single inferior-grade flying sword?”

“You’re mistaken.”

Su Zimo replied indifferently, “It’s not just one.”

Right as he said that, two more flying swords appeared in Su Zimo’s palm!

Chapter 127: Fight

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The crowd fell into an uproar upon seeing the three flying swords in Su Zimo’s palm!

If those were ordinary flying swords, they would not have caused such a scene.

However, those were three inferior-grade flying swords!

Even if Su Zimo was rewarded with an inferior-grade spirit weapon for being number one of Weapon Peak, what was up with the other two flying swords?

Even for Spirit Peak disciples who were well known for their combat strength, most of them did not have inferior-grade spirit weapons. Su Zimo had just joined the sect for less than a year but he had three?

The many trial disciples below instantly turned green with envy.

“The peak master is way too biased. Why did he give Su Zimo three inferior-grade spirit weapons?”

“It might be because Su Zimo was number one for two peaks this year?”

“So what if he’s number one of two peaks? Our sect doesn’t have such a rule!”

“That’s right. Can’t they give us one instead? I’ve joined the sect for two years now but I haven’t even gotten a single inferior-grade spirit weapon.”

The disciples were not the only ones; even the five peak masters were stunned for a moment.

Xuan Yi’s heart skipped a beat as a strange glint flashed in his eyes. He thought to himself, ‘Could that lad have already mastered the Tripartite Sword Formation?’

He thought again, ‘But it’s impossible. How could he possibly have done so in such a short period of time?’

When he heard the discussions below, Wen Xuan frowned and looked sideways to the disheveled old man.

Sensing Wen Xuan’s gaze, the disheveled old man harrumphed lightly, “Don’t tell me you also think that I gave Su Zimo those three flying swords?”

The brown haired youth suddenly said, “The three flying swords are almost identical in terms of shape and size. They should have been made by the same Weapon Refinement Master. We shouldn’t have three almost identical flying swords in the Spirit Weapon Chamber.”

“In order words, does that mean Su Zimo refined those three flying swords himself?” The cold lady raised her eyebrows in surprise.

Xuan Yi nodded. “That should be the case.”

Using the vision of a Golden Core, they could naturally discern with a closer look that Su Zimo’s three flying swords were almost identical and couldn’t have been from the Spirit Weapon Chamber.

The brown haired youth smiled. “No wonder he was refining an inferior-grade gigantic axe for that little fatty of Spirit Peak during the Weapon Peak face-off. It was because he already had three flying swords.”

“I’ve got to acknowledge that he does have an extraordinary attainment in weapon refinement. To think that he could manage to refine three inferior-grade spirit weapons in less than a year. Seems like that unique spirit gathering method of his is rather useful.”

On the spirit arena.

When he saw Su Zimo’s three flying swords, Feng Haoyu was stunned for a moment as well. However, the surprise in his eyes disappeared as quickly as it appeared. He then laughed mockingly. “Su Zimo, my dear Su Zimo. Do you really think you can win me just because you’ve got three flying swords?”

“You can try me.”

Su Zimo replied nonchalantly.

Swash! Swash! Swash!

Three flying swords floated before Su Zimo, trembling slightly as they hummed incessantly.

“Well played!”

Feng Haoyu’s eyes lit up as he hollered softly, “I’ll show you what true strength is today!”

“Go!”

Standing motionlessly on the spot, Feng Haoyu waved and injected a stream of spirit qi into his flying sword.

The spirit pattern on his sword shone brightly.

Swoosh!

Turning into a stream of light, it burst towards Su Zimo’s head with lightning speed!

Before the sword even arrived, its cold aura was already striking!

Su Zimo’s heart skipped a beat.

In a sense, this match was his first battle making use of immortal techniques after he stepped foot into the cultivation world.

Feng Haoyu’s sword was much faster and unpredictable than he had expected!

Su Zimo’s expression was unchanged as he split two flying swords to receive the incoming sword. His third flying sword was then sent to attack Feng Haoyu!

“Hmm?”

Feng Haoyu narrowed his gaze.

He had not expected that Su Zimo would try to retaliate instead of using everything as defense!

“You must be courting death!”

Pointing his fingertips into the distance, he commanded, “Go!”

The flying sword which was initially speeding through the air shone brightly and accelerated. It broke through the defense of Su Zimo’s two flying swords before arriving right in front of him in an instant.

In the blink of an eye, Su Zimo’s defending flying swords became nothing but a decoration.

“Well played!”

Many disciples below could not help but exclaim upon seeing that.

If it was any other Qi Refinement Warrior, they would have been petrified at the sight of a chilling, bedazzling flying sword appearing right before their faces.

However, Su Zimo was not flustered in the slightest bit. Shifting his feet lightly, he sidestepped Feng Haoyu’s attack barely.

Even though the flying sword brushed by Su Zimo, it did not injure him in the slightest bit!

When the five peak masters saw that, their eyes lit up as they nodded approvingly.

Feng Haoyu had not expected that Su Zimo would be able to dodge that attack.

At the same time, Su Zimo’s third flying sword was already approaching Feng Haoyu.

Feng Haoyu controlled his flying sword while summoning a silver shield from his storage bag. Injecting spirit qi, it expanded and blocked right in front of him.

Clang!

The flying sword met with the shield and let out an ear-piercing sound.

That shield was the reward Feng Haoyu chose from the Spirit Weapon Chamber after getting number one of Spirit Peak.

Su Zimo’s other two flying swords revolved around Feng Haoyu’s flying sword. They clashed continuously, sending off a ferocious sword intent and sparks flew everywhere.

In an instant, Feng Haoyu’s flying sword was restrained by Su Zimo’s two flying swords and could not break through their offenses.

On the other hand, Su Zimo’s third flying sword was attacking Feng Haoyu constantly.

Feng Haoyu could only defend passively.

All the disciples watching were dumbfounded at what was happening as they looked on with disbelief.

The battle was completely different from what they had imagined!

In their opinion, the difference in strength between the both of them were so great that it would take three rounds at most to determine the victor.

But, now that they were actually fighting, Feng Haoyu was on the losing end and could only defend passively.

Su Zimo who had three inferior-grade flying swords and a proficient mastery of sword kinesis had completely restricted Feng Haoyu’s movements!

“This doesn’t make sense.”

“Su Zimo’s only at Level 9 Qi Condensation. Even if he has two more flying swords, he shouldn’t be able to take Senior Brother Feng head-on. Why does it feel as though they’re both at a similar level of strength?”

The disciples below frowned in confusion.

Little fatty was the only one who had a rough idea of Su Zimo’s background.

Back when the both of them sparred in the cave abode, Su Zimo was able to match his Level 8 Qi Condensation only being a Level 7.

With that logic, Su Zimo should be able to hold his ground against Feng Haoyu despite being a level down.

Upon seeing this, the five peak masters had different expressions.

The disheveled old man was invigorated and pleasantly surprised.

Spirit Peak’s master, Wen Xuan, was frowning.

With his eyesight as a Golden Core, he could naturally tell that Su Zimo’s mastery of sword kinesis was not weaker than most of Spirit Peak’s disciples.

Coupled with the assistance of three inferior-grade flying swords, his strength was raised as well.

But of course, none of the five peak masters could understand how Su Zimo could stand his ground against Feng Haoyu’s Perfected Qi Condensation.

The three flying swords clashed repeatedly around Su Zimo.

Feng Haoyu’s flying sword was clearly more agile and graceful. However, it could not reach Su Zimo after being restrained by the latter’s two flying swords.

On the contrary, Su Zimo’s third flying sword was attacking Feng Haoyu consistently.

Feng Haoyu could only rely on the inferior-grade shield to block and was unable to retaliate. Instead, he looked rather pathetic.

The battle had fallen into a stalemate!

Chapter 128: Thunderfall Talisman

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It had to be said that Su Zimo had indeed shocked everyone.

Based on the strength that he was displaying, he would have probably secured a top three position if he had taken part in Spirit Peak’s face-off!

“Hmph, if Senior Brother Feng were to use his full strength, Su Zimo would be defeated instantly!”

“That’s right. However, it’s not embarrassing even if Su Zimo loses now since he managed to corner Senior Brother Feng as such.”

The more the disciples below discussed, the more furious Feng Haoyu was in the spirit arena.

This exchange was completely out of his expectations.

Even though Su Zimo was only at Level 9 Qi Condensation, he was not getting the upper hand against their clashes!

This meant that if Su Zimo was at Perfected Qi Condensation, the latter might very well surpass him in terms of strength!

He must not let this carry on!

Waving the shield in his hands, Feng Haoyu struck away the incoming flying sword. Suddenly, he pulled out a talisman from his storage bag and injected spirit qi to it.

Whoosh!

A bedazzling light appeared on the talisman.

“Senior Brother Feng’s making use of talismans now!”

“That looks to be an offensive talisman that’s rather powerful. Let’s see how Su Zimo blocks this!”

Feng Haoyu threw the talisman in Su Zimo’s direction.

Suddenly, it exploded.

The scattered talisman fragments stirred the spirit qi in the air, instantly forming a blinding flash of lightning.

“Thunderfall talisman!”

The crowd exclaimed.

Thunder types of attacks were the strongest and most ferocious amongst spirit arts.

That talisman was naturally the most lethal among Grade 1 talismans!

That was also a reward that Feng Haoyu had obtained as the number one of Spirit Peak. Now that he had to use it, a pained look inevitably flashed by Feng Haoyu’s expression.

When he saw the Thunderfall Talisman summoned by Feng Haoyu, the disheveled old man’s expression changed as he glared at Wen Xuan. “That disciple of yours has quite a lot of treasures!”

“Talisman usage is also part of one’s strength. It’s normal,” Wen Xuan replied indifferently.

“He lost. Now that the Thunderfall Talisman’s out, the outcome has been decided.”

“Even if Senior Brother Feng was the one facing the Thunderfall Talisman, he would most likely have to use all his strength. Let’s see how Su Zimo can even block this, fufu.”

Right as the disciples were discussing, an explosion echoed out from the skies above the spirit arena.

Snap!

A bolt of thunder as thick as an arm struck down towards Su Zimo with a fast speed.

The moment Feng Haoyu had summoned the talisman, Su Zimo had already felt that something was wrong and hurriedly withdrew his three flying swords.

However, he was still extremely calm.

At the same time as the talisman exploded, Su Zimo waved his hands and the three flying swords suddenly shuttled through the air, leaving tears in the void. Finally, they joined head to tail in a triangle sword formation!

“Buzz!”

A bedazzling light shone through the air below the spot where lightning was flashing!

It was the light of formation patterns!

A light of formation patterns had actually appeared in the skies above the spirit arena!

“This is...”

“What’s going on? Why is there an array formation?”

“Did someone set up a formation beforehand?”

“Something isn’t right. That light of formation patterns seems to have been emanated from Su Zimo’s three flying swords.”

The crowd let out a cry of surprise. They were baffled as to what was happening in the spirit arena.

As for the five peak masters, they shuddered as their expressions changed drastically.

Even if Xuan Yi was mentally prepared, he could not help but feel excited upon seeing this scene with his own eyes. He exclaimed rapidly, “Good, good! Well done! Our sect finally has a successor for a Sword Formation Master!”

The disheveled old man burst out into laughter as well. “Good for you, Xuan Yi. So, you were secretly nurturing my disciple to be a Sword Formation Master too. Not bad, not bad at all!”

As a Golden Core, the disheveled old man naturally knew that there was no way Su Zimo could become a Sword Formation Master without Xuan Yi’s guidance.

Wen Xuan furrowed his brows in silence.

“Sword Formation Master?”

Most of the disciples below were unfamiliar with the term.

Array Peak disciples were the only ones that were shocked when they heard the term. Letting out astounded expressions, they could not help but gasp, “Su Zimo’s a Sword Formation Master?”

“So what if he’s a Sword Formation Master? What’s the big deal!” A Spirit Peak disciple sneered.

Before he could finish his sentence, the thunderbolt from the skies collided with the triangle sword array and a loud explosion was heard as electricity shot out in all directions.

Under the electric current in the atmosphere, Su Zimo’s legs separated slightly. His expression was cold as he controlled the sword formation with both hands while his hair spread behind him like a furious mane – he was akin to an immovable god!

“Huh? He’s actually fine?”

Many disciples were dumbfounded as their eyes nearly popped out.

Su Zimo had managed to block the power of the Thunderfall Talisman completely with his triangle sword array and was completely undamaged!

A disciple secretly exclaimed, “Is a Sword Formation Master that powerful?”

“What’s a sword formation?” Someone could not help but ask.

“If I’m not wrong, that’s our sect’s Tripartite Sword Formation!”

Array Peak’s Zhong Wen said in a low voice.

“Why tripartite?” Someone asked him.

Zhong Wen explained, “The tripartite refers to heaven, earth and man. With the three swords joined head to tail as a foundation, they form the Tripartite Sword Formation. The head is the tail and the tail is also the head. Every single corner of the sword formation has the sharpness of a sword and can both attack and defend!”

If one were to say that controlling three flying swords meant that Su Zimo’s strength was increased...

A sword formation made up of the three flying swords and made use of their combined strength was an exponential increase in strength!

The tides had turned entirely.

Everyone thought that Feng Haoyu would definitely win after summoning that Thunderfall Talisman. However, no one expected that Su Zimo would summon the Tripartite Sword Formation to guard against the thunderstrike entirely!

As Leng Rou watched below, she could not help but lament internally, ‘If I were to go against Junior Brother Su, I wouldn’t be able to break that defense of his sword formation either.’

In the spirit arena.

Feng Haoyu’s eyes flashed with surprise when he saw that Su Zimo was able to withstand the Thunderfall Talisman.

Right then, Su Zimo controlled the Tripartite Sword Formation with both hands. Pointing forward, he commanded softly, “Go!”

A triangular sword formation that carried a chilling aura tore through the voids and sped towards Feng Haoyu with a blinding light.

Instantly, Feng Haoyu retracted his flying sword and blocked himself from the Tripartite Sword Formation.

Clang!

When the flying sword met with the sword formation, there was a clashing sound of metals.

Feng Haoyu’s flying sword was sent flying immediately. However, the Tripartite Sword Formation merely paused momentarily in midair before clashing heavily against Feng Haoyu’s silver shield!

Bam!

With a loud bang, Feng Haoyu’s entire body was shaken as he stumbled a couple of steps back. He felt a sweetness in his throat as blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

He was injured!

Even in Spirit Peak’s face-off, Feng Haoyu was not injured once against the many strong competitors of Spirit Peak.

Yet, against a Weapon Peak disciple that was a cultivation realm lower than his, Feng Haoyu was actually injured!

Su Zimo’s eyes gleamed brightly as he controlled the Tripartite Sword Formation from afar. They hummed and quivered endlessly in the skies, sending forth a massive sword aura and could attack at any moment.

It was only at that moment when the crowd realized that the outcome of this match was unpredictable!

Su Zimo’s strength was enough to pose a threat to Feng Haoyu!

Everyone had underestimated the strength of this Weapon Peak disciple!

“Hahahaha... ”

Suddenly, Feng Haoyu laughed.

It was a deep laughter filled with anger.

“Su Zimo, do you really think that you can win me with this lousy sword formation?”

Taking a deep breath of air, Feng Haoyu said word by word, “Today, I’ll let you experience the sect’s secret skill and let you understand my true strength!”

Chapter 129: Hexagonal Sword Formation

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Even though Su Zimo was still calm upon hearing that, the many disciples below were shocked and excited.

“Senior Brother Feng’s finally about to use the sect’s secret skill!”

“I heard that it’s one of the three major secret skills, Ethereal Sword! Through the ethereal plains, the sword is nowhere to be seen!”

“Ethereal Sword is one of the strongest sword kinesis skills within our Great Zhou Dynasty. Finally, we’ll get to see it today!”

Most of the people present were trial disciples of the five peaks who usually would not have a chance to catch a glimpse of the sect’s secret skills. Right now, their eyes were all widened in anticipation.

The disheveled old man frowned. He looked at Wen Xuan and said in a deep voice, “Let’s stop the battle here and consider it as a draw between both parties.”

In all fairness, for Feng Haoyu to have to use the sect’s secret skills against Su Zimo, he had already lost in the first place.

That was because most normal trial disciples would not have the rights to learn Ethereal Sword.

The disheveled old man’s suggestion at this point was already a compromise on his end.

Wen Xuan pondered for a short moment before shaking his head. “At this point, how can we appease the masses if a victor is not decided?”

“Wen Xuan, is it because you’re indignant that Feng Haoyu was unable to win this?” The disheveled old man was a little angry.

“Yes!”

Wen Xuan turned to the disheveled old man and replied, “The three of you have been teaching Su Zimo how to refine elixirs, weapons and imparting sword formations to him. I can let that slide. However, Feng Haoyu is a disciple of Spirit Peak! I can’t let him lose in a battle! That is a concern of my peak’s glory!”

“You...!” The disheveled old man hesitated.

Wen Xuan waved it off. “I’m never wrong in my judgment of people. Haoyu is the future hope of our sect. At the end of the day, the legacy of our sect is not about elixir or weapon refinement. True strength is what matters.”

Right then in the spirit arena, Su Zimo said something that interrupted the argument between the disheveled old man and Wen Xuan.

“The sect’s secret skill?”

Su Zimo laughed and shook his head. “Feng Haoyu, if that’s your last resort, you will definitely lose this fight!”

Everyone was stunned!

No one could imagine that Su Zimo would say something like that in the face of the sect’s secret skill!

Was he looking down on the sect’s secret skill or Feng Haoyu?

What right did Su Zimo have?

“Hahaha!”

Feng Haoyu burst out in laughter. “Su Zimo, I think you don’t know just how strong our sect’s secret skill is to speak of that nonsense. Today, I’ll teach you how to be a human!”

“Go!”

Feng Haoyu conjured a sword art as his fingertip emitted a trace of spiritual energy and injected it into the flying sword.

Quivering endlessly, the sword tore through the voids and a series of shadows appeared behind it in a bewitching manner. It was hard to tell between reality and illusion.

When he saw that, Wen Xuan nodded as his eyes flashed with admiration.

The brown haired youth commented with a grave look, “There are three levels to Ethereal Sword. To think that Feng Haoyu would have mastered Level 1, Shadows, this quickly.”

“Haoyu has a wind spirit root to begin with and he’s the most suited to cultivate Ethereal Sword. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have let him learn the sect’s secret skill while he’s in Qi Condensation realm,” Wen Xuan replied indifferently.

In the spirit arena.

Su Zimo retracted his three flying swords which hovered in front of him. Slapping his storage bag, another three flying swords appeared in the blink of an eye.

Furthermore, all three of them were inferior-grade spirit weapons as well!

Everyone was stunned.

Six inferior-grade flying swords!

That was something completely unimaginable for Qi Refinement Warriors.

“W-W-What’s going on?”

“Holy f*ck! How is Su Zimo taking out inferior-grade spirit weapons three at a time? How is he obtaining them so cheaply?!”

Most of the cultivators watched with widened eyes as their jaws nearly dropped to the ground.

Many disciples were already envious over Su Zimo’s previous summoning of three inferior-grade flying swords. Now that he summoned yet another three, most of them could not take it any longer.

Some of the trial disciples who had joined the sect for many years instantly felt that they had been wasting their time since they hadn’t acquired even a single inferior-grade spirit weapon. Yet, Su Zimo had six after joining for less than a year!

At that moment, most of the disciples finally realized as well.

Those six identical flying swords could not have been from the sect’s Spirit Weapon Chamber!

The only possibility was that Su Zimo had refined them himself!

“This is crazy. Had I known this would be the case, I would have gotten closer to Junior Brother Su! Perhaps I might even get an inferior-grade spirit weapon from him!”

“Why would I need to learn sword kinesis if I had six inferior-grade spirit weapons? I’ll just toss them at any opponent I meet and smash them to death!”

“Don’t spout nonsense. Senior Brother Feng is in possession of our sect’s secret skill. That isn’t something that can be defended against by spirit weapons.”

The crowd was buzzing but the five peak masters remained silent.

The disheveled old man furrowed his brows even tighter.

Even though having six inferior-grade spirit weapons was amazing, they were not match against the sect’s secret skill.

Sensing the disheveled old man’s worries, the brown haired youth comforted, “No matter what, that lad is truly talented in weapon refinement still. As long as we nurture him well, he can still make waves through the sect competition.”

What the brown haired youth meant was that even if Su Zimo lost this match, it would not affect his status in the sect.

After all, everyone had their own specialties.

Su Zimo was talented in weapon and elixir refinement while Feng Haoyu was good in fighting – the both of them had different advantages.

However, no one realized that Xuan Yi who was standing beside the brown haired youth was incomparably nervous. He watched Su Zimo fixedly with a deep excitement in his eyes.

“Indeed, six flying swords alone won’t be enough to defend against the sect’s secret skill. But, it it was...”

In the spirit arena.

Feng Haoyu’s expression changed momentarily when he saw the six flying swords summoned by Su Zimo. However, that change disappeared almost instantly as he scoffed coldly, “Su Zimo, you’re way too naive! You really think that you can defend against my sword just because you have six inferior-grade flying swords?”

“Go!”

A cold glint flashed in Feng Haoyu’s eyes as he hollered. The sword tore through the voids with a chilling aura, letting out a soul-rattling explosion!

A series of shadows formed behind the sword, confusing any onlookers.

Su Zimo was calm as he waved his hands continuously, controlling the six flying swords in the air.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

The six flying swords intertwined, leaving streams of sword qi.

The Tripartite Sword Formation was a triangular sword formation.

The Hexagonal Sword Formation was an evolution of that. By combining two Tripartite Sword Formations, it formed the Hexagonal Sword Formation!

It was a great enhancement be it in terms of offense or defense!

“What is this?”

“Eh? That hexagonal star formed by the sword formation looks familiar?”

“I think... that’s the emblem on Peak Master Xuan Yi’s sleeves!”

Everyone instinctively looked towards Xuan Yi.

By now, Xuan Yi had already stood up and was visibly emotional as he nodded. “Good, good! Well done! You have actually managed to master the Hexagonal Sword Formation!”

All other four peak masters let out looks of disbelief.

There was only a single Sword Formation Master within the sect – Xuan Yi.

As Golden Cores, they naturally knew how difficult it would be to become Sword Formation Masters.

The hexagonal emblem etched on Xuan Yi’s sleeves was a display of his pride.

And now, the Hexagonal Sword Formation has appeared once more. However, it came from the hands of a Qi Refinement Warrior – that shocked everyone!

Ethereal Peak, within Ethereal Palace.

Sect Master Ling Yun’s heart skipped a beat as he suddenly opened his eyes. A strange glint flashed in his eyes as he murmured, “The Hexagonal Sword Formation?”

Above the clouds in the skies of Array Peak, a gigantic pair of wings were faintly visible. A pair of eyes were also silently watching everything unfold in the spirit arena.

“Fufu, that lad. Not bad, not bad at all.”

Chapter 130: Defeat? Forced Foundation Establishment!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The six flying swords formed the hexagonal star sword formation and a bedazzling light of formation patterns blocked in front of Su Zimo.

Feng Haoyu’s attack was extremely swift as shadows were produced endlessly from his sword. It was difficult to distinguish where the sword was through vision anymore.

However, the advantage of a sword formation was reflected at this moment as well.

The sword formation formed by six flying swords was enough to block Su Zimo’s body entirely.

Feng Haoyu’s attack that came right for him would definitely hit the sword formation!

Clang!

True enough.

A crisp sound was produced when Feng Haoyu’s flying sword struck the sword formation.

Both sides exerted their strength!

“Break it!”

Feng Haoyu controlled the flying sword and injected spirit qi continuously. His eyes were wide with anger as his body trembled – he was using his full strength to break the Hexagonal Sword Formation’s defense.

Behind the sword formation, Su Zimo was calm as usual. He pushed his hands forward and twisted them.

The light of the formation pattern shone.

Instantly, the Hexagonal Sword Formation spun and sent Feng Haoyu’s sword flying in the blink of an eye.

“It’s impolite not to reciprocate. Feng Haoyu, have a taste of my sword formation’s power too. Let’s see if your secret skill can block this!”

Su Zimo stopped the Hexagonal Sword Formation from spinning and pointed forth with his finger.

In midair, the blinding light of the gigantic Hexagonal Sword Formation tore through the voids and smashed towards Feng Haoyu.

All disciples of the five peaks felt their hearts pounding as they watched with bated breath.

Everyone realized that this may very well be the move that reveals the outcome of the fight!

At that moment, the five peak masters were solemn as well.

The Hexagonal Sword Formation was considered as a Grade 2 formation. Even with the sect’s secret skill, Feng Haoyu was unable to face the might of the Hexagonal Sword Formation head-on.

From the point of view of the Golden Cores, Feng Haoyu had no chance of winning at all.

If Feng Haoyu were to give up on defense at that moment and continued to control his flying sword to unleash the sect’s secret skill to strike at Su Zimo, he might stand a shot at victory.

However, that would require a kind of fearlessness to cast life and death aside.

In a flash, Feng Haoyu’s expression changed.

Feng Haoyu subconsciously chose to defend himself against the terrifying might of the approaching Hexagonal Sword Formation.

“Go!”

Conjuring the Ethereal Sword art, Feng Haoyu injected all the spirit qi he had into his flying sword to defend against the incoming Hexagonal Sword Formation!

When he saw that, Wen Xuan sighed gently with a look of disappointment.

He was defeated!

If Feng Haoyu chose to fight head-on, this was a fight he was bound to lose!

Bam!

The flying sword smashed against the Hexagonal Sword Formation and it exploded with a loud boom. Sparks flew as a surge of heat spread out!

The sword formation trembled and almost dispersed. However, it soon stopped quivering and stabilized.

As for Feng Haoyu’s sword, it was repelled entirely!

The Hexagonal Sword Formation paused for a slight moment before continuing to crush forward!

“Ah!”

Gasps could be heard from the crowd as they saw this.

Everyone realized that this elite who had won first place in yesterday’s Spirit Peak face-off might very well be defeated!

Right then, Feng Haoyu reached inside his storage bag and swallowed a Qi Rejuvenation Elixir. Summoning his silver shield, he roared and pushed forward!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Hexagonal Sword Formation spun and struck at the silver shield repeatedly.

With every single strike, Feng Haoyu would be knocked a step back and his face would turn frailer while his body trembled violently.

Bang!

The Hexagonal Sword Formation was finally dispersed.

At the same time, Feng Haoyu was also sent flying. He fell from the spirit arena and rolled a couple of times on the ground. Clothes filled with mud, he looked extremely wretched.

Wen Xuan closed his eyes.

The disheveled old man heaved out a long sigh of relief.

There was silence in the crowd.

After a while, little fatty waved his fists and let out a cheer.

Xue Yi and the others looked excited and could not suppress their excitement.

A Weapon Peak disciple had defeated the number one of Spirit Peak! This was something that had never happened in the thousands of years of history of the sect!

Furthermore, it was a defeat with a level difference!

Many Spirit Peak disciples were silent as they lowered their heads dejectedly. Looking at Feng Haoyu who was crawling up from the ground, their expressions were complex.

It wasn’t because the number one of Spirit Peak this year wasn’t strong enough.

On the contrary, the number one of Spirit Peak this year was much stronger than previous years because Feng Haoyu was already cultivating the sect’s secret skill while being in Qi Condensation realm.

However, to their helplessness, Weapon Peak had produced an even more terrifying disciple!

A genius in both elixir and weapon refinement, he even became a Sword Formation Master and managed to release a Grade 2 sword formation, taking down Feng Haoyu in a single move.

It was said that Qi Refinement Warriors’ fighting techniques were relatively simple. However, this fight was full of twists and turns with both parties revealing their trump cards – it was truly an eye opener for many disciples.

Su Zimo put away his flying swords and his expression showed a hint of exhaustion.

Even though a sword formation was strong, controlling six flying swords at the same time drained a lot of spirit qi. By now, the spirit qi within his body had dried up.

“Fufufu...”

Right then, a sinister laugh sounded from beneath the spirit arena, attracting countless gazes.

“I haven’t lost yet!”

Feng Haoyu slowly stood up with blood still oozing from the corner of his mouth. His expression was deranged and his eyes were filled with madness.

Just as Su Zimo was about to leave the spirit arena, he heard that statement. He paused in his tracks and frowned, looking over.

Feng Haoyu retrieved a jade bottle from his storage bag and poured out a pill. Rearing his head, he swallowed it before declaring coldly, “Su Zimo, you will definitely lose today.”

“What is that?”

“I think it’s a Foundation Establishment Elixir!”

“Senior Brother Feng is trying to... forcefully reach Foundation Establishment!”

When he saw that, the disheveled old man stood up and said grimly, “Wen Xuan, aren’t you going to stop him? The five peaks face-off is a spar between cultivators of the same realm. If Feng Haoyu were to reach a Foundation Establishment realm before fighting Su Zimo, what would that amount to?”

Wen Xuan closed his eyes and struggled inwardly, looking hesitant.

He knew that even if Feng Haoyu managed to defeat Su Zimo as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, it wouldn’t be a glorious victory.

However, Feng Haoyu might not ever recover from this blow of defeat if he lost this battle.

This was someone that he had chosen and even regarded as the future of the sect.

Wen Xuan couldn’t bear it.

Xuan Yi also persuaded, “Let the battle end here. This is against the rules.”

When he heard that, Wen Xuan opened his eyes suddenly and yelled, “What are rules? This is not a fight for the five peaks face-off, it’s a personal feud between the both of them! Even if Haoyu becomes a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, that’s his own strength!”

“Also, Xuan Yi! The Hexagonal Sword Formation is a Grade 2 formation! Who are you to talk about rules by imparting it to Su Zimo beforehand!”

Xuan Yi frowned and shook his head. “The reason why I imparted Su Zimo the Hexagonal Sword Formation was because he had the right to learn.”

Actually, Xuan Yi’s statement had already vaguely revealed who the challenger who cleared the Ten Formations Pagoda was.

However, in the heat of the moment, both Wen Xuan and the disheveled old man did not think too much of it and naturally could not comprehend the hidden meaning behind Xuan Yi’s words.

Wen Xuan flicked his sleeves and said, “If not for the Hexagonal Sword Formation, Su Zimo would have been defeated by now. Since he was the one who broke the rules first, who’s to stop Haoyu from fighting Su Zimo again after advancing to be a Foundation Establishment Cultivator?”

“Wen Xuan, are you crazy?!”

The disheveled old man could not help but scold, “What’s there to fight if Feng Haoyu advances to become a Foundation Establishment Cultivator! Why don’t you go and fight a Nascent Soul Perfected Lord then?!”

The disciples of the five peaks below were dumbfounded.

For the peak masters to argue over a fight between Qi Refinement Warriors... that was something that was even more exciting than the battle earlier.

“Alright, that’s enough. All the disciples below are watching. Can you guys behave like the elders you are?” The cold lady frowned and persuaded.