Chapter 206 The quality is insufficient and the quantity is also a bit lacking...
The quality was lacking and the quantity was also slightly insufficient, but when countless spirit swords stood in the sky, the countless cultivators below still couldn't help but tremble.
Perhaps it was the bright black aura swirling around the spirit sword that added to its imposing aura, or perhaps it was the thunder in the sky that served as a sinister backdrop, or perhaps it was the tens of thousands of years of foundation of the Wan family that became Chu Xingjin's stepping stone. The pressure did not break through the sky, but accumulated below the sky, condensing into a semi-solid state that could almost restrict a person's movement.
But if you look closely at your own body, you can't see anything.
No, that won't work.
Gong Shi Moyu clearly realized that with Xie Jiaoyue's current cultivation level, it was impossible for her to defeat Chu Xingjin unless Xie Jiaoyue withdrew all her spiritual energy to protect herself.
But Xie Jiaoyue wouldn't. The spiritual swords that filled the sky had already locked onto Xie Jiaoyue, monitoring the flow of spiritual energy on her body. As soon as Xie Jiaoyue moved, those spiritual swords would immediately lock onto the disciples on the ground and kill every life.
Chu Xingjin was openly threatening Xie Jiaoyue, demanding that she fight him to the death.
He looked at the ring on his middle finger.
Xie Jiaoyue was unaware that every magical artifact he personally crafted for her contained a tiny array at its very center.
It's a small, useless formation made up of the cheapest crystal fragments, so inconspicuous that even someone dismantling a magical artifact wouldn't notice it.
He stroked the ring that he had taken off and was now lying in his palm.
This formation has only one function: to transfer his cultivation to Xie Jiaoyue.
The fact that such a terrifying formation has not been banned and is so inexpensive is naturally due to the restrictions on its use.
1. Contribution must be voluntary.
2. The cultivation gained by the recipient can only last for a maximum of 15 minutes.
With such stringent conditions, there's really no reason for it to be a forbidden technique.
Xie, dressed in black, stood beside Gongshi Moyu, grabbed Gongshi Moyu's right hand, and forcefully pried open Gongshi Moyu's fingers as he tried to cast a spell.
"what are you up to?"
This would ruin all of Gong Shi Moyu's efforts over the years.
"If I don't do it, how many of you here will actually survive?"
"A bunch of them know how to do this? Do you think we old guys are dead? Even if we can't kill Chu Xingjin, we still have the ability to protect you and get out of here."
Nobody knows what kind of person Chu Xingjin is; anyone who gets involved with him is doomed.
"But Diana cannot survive."
Xie, dressed in black, remained silent.
Chu Xingjin made it clear that he was determined to fight Xie Jiaoyue to the death, and Xie Jiaoyue had no intention of backing down, so they couldn't stop her.
"If you all die here, what will happen to the Xie family?"
Gong Shi Moyu shook hands with Xie in black.
"The Xie family also includes you."
But Jiaoyue only has him.
Even if he wasn't the only one willing, only he had set up the formation in advance, allowing him to activate it directly at this moment and give all his cultivation to Jiaoyue.
How wonderful! They were neighbors before, and they can remain neighbors in the future.
Gong Shi Moyu pushed away Xie in black with surprising force, made a hand seal with his right hand, and activated everything he had prepared beforehand without hesitation.
An inconspicuous light, faintly crimson, snaked upwards from Gongshi Moyu, piercing through the clouds, and gently coiled around Xie Jiaoyue's wrist.
The translucent blood-red color was not glaring, but rather carried a tender sentiment, giving Xie Jiaoyue's gradually pale skin a healthy glow like that of a newborn. Wherever it touched, the wounds were healed as if they were new.
Jiaoyue loves beauty the most, and even at this time, Gongshi Moyu does not forget to maintain the best appearance for Jiaoyue.
Xie Jiaoyue felt the spiritual energy gradually surging within her body. Although her dantian, stimulated by the pills, had forcibly raised her cultivation to the Nascent Soul stage, it was now depleted due to overexertion. This left her as a pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator, unable to unleash her true Nascent Soul strength. She was struggling against Chu Xingjin, a true Nascent Soul cultivator, and found it extremely difficult.
But now, Xie Jiaoyue clearly felt the presence of spiritual energy within her body.
She subconsciously used her spiritual sense to look inward, and a strange yet smooth spiritual energy playfully touched her spiritual sense for a moment, nuzzling affectionately.
The familiar touch felt like patting Gongshi Moyu's fluffy head after fighting for him when they were kids.
Yes, if there is anyone who would not consider giving up on her at this moment and would sacrifice everything to be with her, it would probably only be Gongshi Moyu.
She didn't feel like she had been abandoned by others. She actually hoped that others could leave quickly and that members of the Xie family and other aristocratic families could live well.
But she was also moved by Gong Shi Moyu's decision to stay here.
Xie Jiaoyue looked at Chu Xingjin in front of her. Did this man, who boasted of having countless beauties, ever have such a lover?
Oh, yes, there are some, but she snatched them all up, so now there probably aren't any left.
Xie Jiaoyue glanced at her friends and relatives who were retreating and instantly felt full of energy.
From the moment she came into this world and obtained the system, wasn't this the day she was all for?
What protagonist halo, what chosen one of heaven, what unique in the world? How can a protagonist who absorbs the nourishment of the entire world but only achieves success for himself be considered a protagonist?
It's just a leech.
A faint, translucent crimson color had enveloped Xie Jiaoyue's entire body, making her look like a little red-haired boy.
The longsword in his hand, which was originally as white as jade, was now covered in blood red, gleaming with the luster of a pigeon-blood gemstone.
The longsword, which was usually heavy, was now incredibly light. Xie Jiaoyue simply raised her wrist, and the longsword emitted a humming sound, like a phoenix awakening.
The sword spirit, which had been silent all along, let out a disdainful snort.
Xie Jiaoyue raised her longsword to her eyes, and Chu Xingjin also aimed his sword formation at Xie Jiaoyue. The two were poised to strike, both knowing that this was the final blow.
There's no need for fancy sword techniques or cunning ambushes. This is a duel of fate between two people, risking their glory and reputation to determine who can survive.
Chu Xingjin laughed confidently and arrogantly: "You're nothing but an ant. No matter how much you struggle, you're still just an ant."
He both loved and hated Xie Jiaoyue; he loved her beautiful face, but hated that she was unwilling to become his possession.
His precognitive abilities, which had been dormant for a long time, came into play again at this moment.
In a daze, he saw his "past life," the one in which Xie Jiaoyue paved the way for him, Feng Qianqian became his wife, and countless women became his concubines.
So that's how it is.
Just as I expected.
After seeing through his past life, hatred ultimately overwhelmed love.
It's all Xie Jiaoyue's fault. If it weren't for Xie Jiaoyue, he would have already reached the top of the world and become someone everyone looks up to.
It was Xie Jiaoyue who ruined him.
He's the main character!
That's the only one!
That is the faith of this world!
"Prepare to die!"
Behind Chu Xingjin, ten thousand swords were unleashed simultaneously, carrying overwhelming resentment and world-destroying hatred, rushing towards Xie Jiaoyue.
Buzz.
The world fell silent.
The loud noise made the cultivators who hadn't gone far instinctively want to protect their eardrums, so they used their spiritual energy to block out all the sound.
It was so quiet that there was no sound at all.
Xie, who was covering the rear, was so frightened that he didn't know how to circulate his spiritual power. He frantically picked at his ears and only started to mobilize his spiritual power after a while. The world, which was so quiet it was unsettling, returned to normal.
He immediately began searching for Xie Jiaoyue.
It disappeared?
After all the swords were unleashed simultaneously, they all vanished. Could it be...?
Xie, dressed in black, didn't want to think any further.
A scream came from mid-air.
The piercing screams were indistinguishable between male and female.
Xie, dressed in black, looked up and saw a long sword stuck in the sole of Chu Xingjin's foot.
Ouch, it looks painful.
Xie Jiaoyue looked up at Chu Xingjin with a slightly pitiful expression.
She had long discovered that although cultivators in the cultivation world flew around every day, they still retained the most basic human habits and preferred to observe people and things on the same level.
Unless someone jumps off a building, no one is willing to look up.
Hey, you've fallen for it.
With a fierce twist of her longsword, the pitiful Xie Jiaoyue severed her already broken Achilles tendon. The sword then pushed upwards along her leg, the bone causing Xie Jiaoyue's wrist to ache.
Chu Xingjin was in even more pain.
The immense, unbearable pain caused Chu Xingjin to immediately activate humanity's most basic protective mechanism, and he fainted.
Even Xie in black felt a chill run down his spine.
Is this how you fight?
After building up their strength for so long, is this all?
He also knew that it was already extremely difficult for the protective spiritual energy of the Nascent Soul stage to break through. The bloodstains on Xie Jiaoyue's arm were not all Chu Xingjin's blood; many were caused by her exertion, and her arm had already hung limply.
But he still wanted to say, is that all?
Perhaps this is the protagonist. The moment Chu Xingjin fell downwards, countless black wisps of energy surged from the ground. The already vanished gap in the boundary wall appeared precisely where Chu Xingjin fell, and it looked as if it was about to suck Chu Xingjin in.
If that's the case, Chu Xingjin might still be able to survive in the Demon Realm, accumulate strength, start over, and fight his way back to the Cultivation Realm.
It fits the script of a wish-fulfillment novel.
Xie Jiaoyue gave a wicked smile, "I'm the one with the script for a satisfying, enjoyable novel!"
She exhaled backward, giving herself acceleration, and landed faster than Chu Xingjin, entering the breach in the boundary first.
Then, in an instant, the loophole was closed, shutting Chu Xingjin out.
Only a shout remained, lingering in the air.
"Remember to finish him off!"
Gongshi Moyu, who had never left, chased after them along with the others.
Even though Chu Xingjin was completely unconscious, the weapons in people's hands always seemed to miss his neck for various reasons, always ending up somewhere else by accident.
For example, Feng Qianqian's staff was blown askew by an unreasonable gust of wind and smashed into Chu Xingjin's hand.
The Gongshi sisters' swords fell into the other hand.
The whip, fluttering, landed on the once-innocent leg.
And the belly, hair, shoulders...
They managed to wake Chu Xingjin up, but he couldn't move.
He was almost turned into a human pig, and his whole body was covered in unbearable pain, dense and everywhere, causing him to let out a beast-like roar.
At first, he cursed and yelled, but after realizing he really couldn't move, he cried out.
"Kill me, kill me! Please, just kill me now!"
Not far away, the Wan clan chief is about to face his final tribulation of lightning.
He was already covered in tatters and would certainly be unable to withstand the final blow.
He had anticipated this, and he had been supporting Chu Xingjin all along for this moment.
Let Chu Xingjin, the chosen one, take the final blow for him.
No, why is Chu Xingjin dying so soon?
"Stop it, kid!"
Gong Shi Moyu had become the person with the lowest cultivation level present. He was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. He had just arrived at Chu Xingjin's side and, before the Wan Clan Chief's palm wind arrived, he plunged his sword into Chu Xingjin's throat.
As expected, their souls from another world are not affected by the protagonist's halo.
He was slapped away by the clan leader, and the blood gushing from his throat soaked his clothes.
Fortunately, the clan leader also vanished into thin air amidst the thunder.
In a daze, he seemed to hear a low murmur carried on the wind.
"Thanks."
Thank you.
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