How many feathers do you have available?
Seeing the overwhelming barrage of golden swords hurtling towards him, Feng Bingwen showed no sign of tension, remaining calm and composed. In fact, he was in the mood to make sarcastic remarks, because he could clearly see that each of these golden swords was formed from the fallen feathers of this golden-winged roc.
This made him wonder what the golden-winged roc would look like if he crushed every single golden sword. He figured it wouldn't be very good-looking, since a phoenix with its feathers plucked wouldn't even look as good as a chicken.
"Killing you is enough!"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's mocking words, the majestic golden-winged roc, its body as imposing as a mountain, gleamed with ferocity in its eyes. This human before it clearly did not take it seriously; it dared to mock him so much after only a preliminary exchange.
"Is that so?"
Feng Bingwen stood in the air and saw 100,000 golden immortal swords sweeping towards him. He remained calm and did not even use any supernatural powers. However, a bright yellow immortal light shone behind him.
The next moment, a giant even more ferocious than the bird of prey appeared behind Feng Bingwen. Before it had fully manifested, the towering giant took a step forward and stood in front of Feng Bingwen, like an insurmountable mountain, towering between heaven and earth, or an impregnable barrier.
"Do not harm my lord!"
The giant let out a low roar, and a palm powerful enough to shake mountains and even hurl them struck out. Instantly, the golden divine sword, whose sharp aura soared to the heavens, shattered upon contact with the bright yellow celestial light emanating from the palm. The golden light fragments scattered in the air, turning into a dazzling rain of light.
"die!"
The giant, with a tall and majestic body, a crystal-clear texture, and an amber-yellow color, emitted two beams of mysterious yellow light from his eyes. He was one of the five guardian spirits of Feng Bingwen, and he was summoned by Feng Bingwen to fight against the Golden-Winged Roc.
"The Supreme Daoist Master is nothing special!"
Enveloped in the mysterious yellow light emanating from the giant, the Golden-Winged Roc, who had specially chosen this opportune moment to challenge the Supreme Daoist, spoke resentfully.
He had already seen this Supreme Daoist Master leave the city and thought he was going to fight him. Regardless of the outcome, he would have gained something as long as he could save his life. Even if he lost, his prestige would not be diminished in the slightest, but would even increase, after all, the other party was the Supreme Daoist Master.
No one would consider losing to Taishang Daozi a disgrace. As for winning, to be honest, he was just dreaming about it. He thought it was unlikely to become a reality. He knew his own limitations.
"Is all you can do to summon these fellow spirits to fight? Don't you know anything about combat yourself?"
Faced with the gravity field released by Feng Bingwen's innate earth spirit suppression, the golden roc spread its wings, stimulating the potential contained in its demonic body to fight against it, while also mocking Feng Bingwen, the Supreme Daoist.
"Ignorant monster, I am one of the five innate spirits of my master. To fight me is to fight against my master!"
The earth spirit let out a disdainful sneer. Its intelligence had now grown to a remarkable level, and it already possessed a large portion of the seven emotions and six desires that a normal intelligent life could have.
"The Five Innate Elements?"
The roc was stunned at first, but after being punched by the giant and its demonic blood flying everywhere, it immediately came to its senses. It spread its wings and displayed the roc's famous speed. In an instant, it broke out of the range of the earth spirit domain, and its speed became even more astonishing.
"Even if you are the Supreme Daoist Master, how dare you look down on me like this?"
The ferocious bird was instantly enraged. It had assumed that the other party did not regard it as an equal opponent, but it never expected that the other party would dare to underestimate it so much.
He knew that some unique constitutions were born with such a divinely bestowed protector, and it was nothing unusual for this Daoist child to enjoy such treatment. However, the other party had only sent one.
"Do you think such a stupid spirit can suppress me?"
As the roc roared, it opened its mouth and spat out a golden divine light, which transformed into a sharp sword and pierced straight at the Supreme Daoist Master, who stood calmly in the air with an indifferent expression.
"I just asked him to hold the line, why are you so resentful?"
Feng Bingwen was somewhat amused and exasperated. He lowered his opinion of this infamous ferocious bird. This kind of species, which was born with divine power, was extremely weak in this respect. Perhaps even an old man who had lived for sixty years in the mortal world was stronger than it.
"I didn't expect to be able to subdue a Roc with just an Earth Spirit!"
Feng Bingwen's gaze was fixed on the golden light that circled around him, darting and weaving through the mountains and rivers at incredible speed, its outline barely visible.
In other words, although he was born with a destiny, his Dao body was naturally formed. The eyes he developed contained the five elements of Qi, which could see through illusions. Even the roc, which was known for its extreme speed, could not escape him.
However, Feng Bingwen could only see it. To capture him, one needed special and unavoidable methods. The simplest and most direct method was to possess a speed-traveling technique comparable to or even surpassing that of the Great Roc.
Unfortunately, Feng Bingwen did not. The Five Elements Escape Technique was indeed incredibly profound, but its mystery lay in its ability to pass through all things evolved from the Five Elements of Heaven and Earth without any stagnation, without needing to detour, and to reach the desired destination in the shortest possible time.
As for pure speed, it is several levels below the shield magic that the Roc clan is born with, and to put it bluntly, it is completely incomparable. It can only be said that each has its own strengths.
Just like now, with the battle taking place high in the sky and without any obstacles, the Golden-Winged Roc's innate supernatural abilities can be fully utilized, while Feng Bingwen has no way to suppress it with the most conventional means and can only find another way.
"Use whatever tricks you have up your sleeve. Even if all five spirits were unleashed, I wouldn't be afraid in the slightest!"
This golden roc was extremely arrogant, provoking Feng Bingwen. He had the right to be arrogant, possessing the world's fastest speed. Without any constraints, he could attack or defend at will. Even if he was no match for Feng Bingwen, he could retreat unscathed. When the Diamond Ring Canyang came out, he could even shamelessly claim that the battle was a draw.
"To be honest, I didn't want to bully you. I wanted to defeat you fair and square. Unfortunately, you were just too fast!"
Feng Bingwen spoke leisurely, seemingly praising the speed of the Golden-Winged Roc, but his demeanor and tone sent an unprecedented sense of alarm through the divine bird, which had just begun to feel a little smug.
"not good!"
Without any hesitation, instinct preceded the brain in making a judgment. The Golden-Winged Roc flapped its wings, the air exploded, and cloud-like air currents rolled and spread, producing a roar in the sky that far surpassed thunder.
Although I don't know what methods this Supreme Daoist Master has, I have prepared myself mentally before the battle began. If anything seems amiss, I will turn around and run without hesitation or any concern for my reputation, given his status.
Unfortunately, even a fleeting moment of speed, covering hundreds of miles, could not match the immortal techniques that far surpassed the Yuan Dan realm—the world was turning upside down, and everything was transformed into something it did not understand or was familiar with. Even the spiritual energy was thinned out, causing its escape technique to malfunction and become stagnant.
"A blessed land?"
Looking out at the mountains and all things in the sky, it still seemed vast, but the boundary between heaven and earth had already ended. His divine eyes had seen the barrier. This was a world with boundaries. It could be called vast for ordinary creatures, but for a roc like him with its extreme speed, it was a veritable cage.
"Shameless!"
The golden roc stopped spreading its wings, folded its feathers, and landed directly on a mountaintop, transforming into a handsome young man with flowing golden hair, an extraordinary and valiant air, and an arrogant and domineering gaze. Even when he was trapped in the cage, his eyes were filled with defiance, and his heart was filled with resentment.
"Infinite Heavenly Venerable!"
Feng Bingwen materialized directly in front of the young man who had transformed from the Golden-Winged Roc, his expression calm and composed. He saw this divine bird whose eyes were full of injustice and anger. He could tell at a glance what this straightforward fellow was thinking.
"Fellow Daoist, do you think I invited a celestial being to use magic to capture you?"
"It's good that you admit it!"
The strikingly handsome blond youth stared intently at Feng Bingwen with his dazzling golden eyes, a fire seemingly burning within his chest.
"The Supreme Dao has failed to live up to its reputation as the foremost immortal sect of the human race. In the midst of a duel, it has resorted to such despicable and shameless tactics. Release me immediately! Do you think that my demon race has no Great Saints?"
"Your temper is too volatile; you should work on your temper. Meeting me today is your lucky break!"
Even when he heard the golden-winged roc threatening him, Feng Bingwen didn't take it seriously. He liked this kind of guy very much, except that he was a bit impulsive and prone to causing trouble.
"If you want to subdue me, then fight me fair and square, instead of using such shameless tricks by asking your protectors to do it!"
The young man spoke, still unconvinced. Who could accept this? He possessed extreme speed, which gave him an invincible advantage from the start, yet he was captured by someone using the methods of a powerful being and taken to this blessed land. What did it matter how vast this land was? It couldn't compare to a single world.
"Avoid anxiety and impatience. Calm down and look around you. Do you think this is the blessed land that a celestial being should possess, and what kind of aura it should have?"
Feng Bingwen asked calmly, and the roc, who had already sensed his impending defeat but believed that a human cultivator of a higher realm had made the move, was startled and then suddenly looked around.
"This is……"
Only then did he realize that this so-called blessed land, not to mention possessing any celestial aura, was far better than any random place he could point to outside with his eyes closed. If this was a blessed land, then the earth immortal who created it must have been completely dead, otherwise how could it have come to this?
"This is an opportunity I obtained by chance before I formed my Yuan Dan. I hope you will forgive my poor performance. I have been thinking about all the methods I have mastered, but it seems that none of them can effectively restrain your speed. I can only use this to limit you."
Feng Bingwen's Taoist robe fluttered, ethereal and otherworldly, with fair skin and jade-like bones. His whole body radiated a hazy, almost imperceptible light from within, a "strange phenomenon" caused by the spiritual energy of this "blessed land" actively rushing into his body.
At first glance, it seemed like nothing special, but upon closer inspection, it was chilling. The truth was revealed in the details. At least, most of the anger in his heart had dissipated, and the golden roc, who was carefully examining the blessed land, was intimidated.
"An opportunity before the Core Formation stage?"
This golden roc prefers to act simply and directly, but that doesn't mean it's simple-minded. It's just that, given its origins, this is the most convenient way to do things, saving it a lot of trouble.
Everything he saw, felt, and heard at that moment greatly shook his mind.
If it weren't for his extremely high status within his own clan, and the fact that his father, grandfather, and other direct relatives with even higher bloodline status were all powerful figures among the demon race, he would be considering whether or not to pledge allegiance to this Dao Child.
When he first heard this Daoist master offer to take him as a mount, he was furious and wanted to fight back, to make this Supreme Daoist master's robes stained with blood, and to show him the power of their lineage.
But now, he doesn't think that way anymore. To be honest, he truly deserves to be called a monster from the Supreme Dao. Before forming his core, he managed to find a blessed land and successfully control it. Heaven knows how amazing his golden core will be.
Don't let this dilapidated and run-down place fool you; it may seem worse than an ordinary land, but no matter how broken or miserable it is, it's still a blessed place. Everything produced within it is solely for the benefit of one person. To put it bluntly, even a pig could become a pig king, a pig immortal, or even a god or ancestor.
"Well? Fellow Daoist, are you willing to admit defeat? Are you willing to submit to me?"
Feng Bingwen asked gently, explaining that he had no other intention in taking in this roc than to study the innate speed of their race.
"I've already been taken into your blessed land, so my defeat is only a matter of time. Getting entangled with me will only make me look more pathetic!"
The Fairy Tree Romance
The Golden-Winged Roc, whose eyes were originally full of arrogance, shook his head. Even without a real duel, the methods displayed by the person in front of him filled him with despair. Among his generation, how could any demon be able to compete with such a person? He had already mastered the blessed land without even forming his core.
"Um!"
A slightly confident smile appeared on Feng Bingwen's face.
"However, I can never submit to you!"
"Um?"
Feng Bingwen's smile faded, and as his will shifted, the wind and clouds surged above his head, thunder rumbled, and tree-branch-shaped lightning bolts occasionally ripped through the sky, reflecting Feng Bingwen's emotions at that moment.
"Fellow Daoist, do you want to die? Or do you not want to live anymore?"
Taishang Daozi asked in a gentle tone.
"You don't need to threaten me. It's not that I don't want to be with you, but given my status, if I bow down to you, after all attempts to save me have failed, an elder will likely intervene remotely and kill me!"
---Aside---
I drank Chinese medicine for twenty days, but it didn't help at all. A few days ago, I had a check-up and they said my gallbladder had shrunk. Not to mention gallstones, my gallbladder was almost invisible. I was so scared that my legs went weak. I immediately stopped taking the medicine. A few days later, I had another check-up and it had returned to the level of the first check-up. It's really upsetting and so torturous.
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