A life of clearness

Chapter 83 You Have to Win Once
"This formation was given to me by my senior. I want to see how you can break it." The male cultivator was full of vigor. With the protection of the Nascent Soul-level spiritual plant, he flew straight up under the pressure of the word "trapped". "Even if you can break this formation, there is still another trick waiting for you. You are sure to lose this battle!"

As the male cultivator made his bold statement, a talisman that looked like black snow, whose exact principle was unknown, wrapped around the vines formed by the Qiuhua Formation and fully unleashed its power.

Strangling!

It was as if an invisible blade was spinning non-stop in the formation, breaking the winding golden vines into pieces, scattering them into endless golden light spots, which danced in the formation as they spun. Even with the ability of the Qiuhua formation to regenerate vines, it couldn't keep up with the speed of strangulation.

In Rong Qing's eyes, the eight pieces of array plates combined together soon dimmed, and were even all swallowed up into the talisman array and chewed into pieces.

She didn't go to rescue him because the Qiuhua Formation had been completely embedded and trapped by the Talisman Formation. Even if she forcibly summoned him back, all she would get would be waste.

The Qiuhua Formation was obviously unable to block this strange talisman formation, or rather, it was completely destroyed on first contact.

Even the Qiuhua Formation can’t stop it, Yu Rong, can you stop it?

This question appeared in the minds of Fenghuang'er, Dasi Mingmo, and many Cangliuzhou cultivators who were focusing their attention here. The black talisman array led the way, and the Yuanying spirit plant was the guard. In the past two breaths, the distance between the male cultivator and Rong Qing has been shortened to about two hundred feet.

Two hundred feet is enough for a Jindan cultivator!
The male cultivator's eyes lit up with a strong fighting spirit, "Senior ordered me to test your close combat ability. Humph, just testing you is a waste of these treasures. My goal this time is to knock you out of the ring."

He looked at Rong Qing, and held his right hand tightly. A short sword appeared out of thin air and was tightly grasped. With the powerful force of his wrist, it shot towards Rong Qing like an arrow from a string. Its speed was so fast that it could arrive first and passed through the talisman formation in an instant and appeared in front of Rong Qing.

The power of this sword was at its maximum at this distance, and the spiritual power he poured into it was so powerful that it was unbelievable. The mark of the boy on the palm of his left hand was blood red, and the temperature was so hot that his left hand was almost numb.

But the male cultivator didn't care about these things. "She will die." This subconscious thought flashed through his mind. Because the speed of the sword was so fast, Rong Qing was completely unprepared and had no formation to protect herself, so she couldn't escape.

Rong Qing was unaware of the flash of thought in the male cultivator's mind. As the distance between the male cultivator and her shortened, she was also nervously calculating the distance in her mind. In the hundreds of years of meditation and training in the Liuguang Sword Sect, she knew best that the more nervous one was, the more one had to keep it firmly under control.

Four hundred feet.

Three hundred feet.

Two hundred feet!
Almost at the same time as the male cultivator threw out the sword, Rong Qing raised her hand and pointed out.

The world became quiet.

Rong Qing's fingers were almost touching the sword, but no matter how sharp the sword was, it could not move any further. Because five black lines suddenly appeared between her fingers.

Three horizontal and two vertical, interlaced with each other, like a giant net, catching all the birds that want to break free.

The true meaning of prohibition lies in "prohibition".

"No words are forbidden." This was the first time she used it since she had gained enlightenment through chance encounter in the mirror.

It hadn't reached the level of a heart ban, so it consumed a lot of spiritual energy. In order to make this ban more effective, Rong Qing raised her spiritual awareness to the first level.

Rong Qing did not look at the Lishou Sword, nor at the talisman formation or even the male cultivator, but instead stared at the non-word restriction that was slowly unfolding between her fingers. It spread out until it was almost reaching the edge of the arena before gradually disappearing. In the eyes of others, this scene was like the longitude and latitude on a chessboard, but in the eyes of Rong Qing who was performing the restriction, it was completely different.

"This sword, disperse." Regarding the short sword right in front of her, Rong Qing knew that although it seemed to be coming with great force, it was the easiest to deal with at the moment.

She touched the second horizontal black line with her fingertips and wiped out the entire black line.

The dagger disappeared in the male cultivator's incredulous eyes.

"puff--"

Thick blood gushed out of his mouth and turned into blood mist. The empty feeling in his dantian reminded him all the time that his life sword was not taken away, but completely gone!

The male cultivator was seriously injured in an instant.

His eyes were dim. That was his life-long magical weapon, which was equivalent to half of his body. Losing it meant that his future path was almost a death sentence.

However, this is not over yet.

Rong Qing frowned and started the same erasing action on the vertical line on the left, but this time, she encountered considerable resistance.

Suppressing this area could only last for three breaths, so Rong Qing sighed inwardly and made a quick decision. The spiritual power in the three main meridians of Pu Yu, Xiu Gong, and Bei Que flowed violently, driving her fingers to press hard on the vertical line on the left.

The pressure caused the black talisman formation to retreat ten feet downwards. Its formation even faintly collapsed...

Amid the exclamations of the other cultivators, it immediately collapsed into pieces. The black fragments floated away and then disappeared.

"The next one is me." The male cultivator's face was pale. Even though he had the Nascent Soul level spiritual plants to protect him, he did not feel safe at all.

Rong Qing had a blank expression on her face. She stretched out two fingers to hook the two black lines, horizontal one and horizontal three. With a pull and a release, the male cultivator and his spiritual plant were directly shaken out of the static state and out of the area controlled by the non-word ban.

The force was so strong that it carried him directly out of the ring and hit the distant stands.

Not to mention the noise in the stands, Rong Qing looked at the stage where she was standing which was rising again, and her expression finally turned ugly.

Inspector, this is really not a decent thing to do...

The brocade-robed man Xiu Yuanke in the box watched everything that happened on the ring and swallowed.

Looking back at Uncle Liu, "Are you sure about this?"

"Yes." Uncle Liu didn't know how intense the discussion was. He opened his eyes and looked at Yuan Ke with a solemn expression.

"Eh, eh?" Yuan Ke had been with Uncle Liu for a long time, and suddenly he had a bad feeling. He stood up and said, "Am I not the last one? Uncle Liu, Uncle Liu."

He stepped back subconsciously, but saw Uncle Liu moving silently, occupying the best route for him to escape.

"How come the monks under the command of those seniors are so incompetent? This is the only one who has gone up. And that's it? Didn't my mother tell them all about it? This is too disrespectful to my Yuan family." Yuan Ke was obviously anxious.

The more he tried to probe, the more he felt that the female cultivator was unfathomable. His idea was to sit back and reap the benefits, and let the people below do the probing work. Anyway, he didn't want it.

It’s too dangerous!!
Didn’t you see that the male cultivator’s life-saving magic weapon was destroyed?

"That's exactly what the patriarch meant." Uncle Liu said directly, and wrapped Yuan Ke in spiritual power and was about to take him out.

"It's impossible! My mother dotes on me and loves me, how could she push her own son to death?" Yuan Ke howled, "Uncle Liu, you can't lie to me. You watched me grow up since I was a child. In my heart, you are like my own father."

Uncle Liu's face twitched, and he sealed Yuan Ke's mouth tightly. What nonsense is this?

Under the suppression of Uncle Liu, a veteran Nascent Soul cultivator, Yuan Ke had almost no power to resist and was taken away from the box.

He opened his eyes wide, but found that Uncle Liu did not cruelly throw him directly onto the ring, but carried him all the way outside, even leaving the stands far behind.

Where is this going?

Soon, the question had an answer. Familiar place, familiar people.

When Yuan Ke saw the beautiful middle-aged woman in gorgeous palace dress, he immediately shouted, "Mom!" His son felt wronged.

As soon as he spoke, he realized that Uncle Liu had untied the restriction on his mouth. It was just right for him to use his usual tricks.

The handsome and well-behaved young man pursed his lips and looked at his mother with pitiful eyes.

Yuan Ke knew very well that the crying child gets the candy, and the head of the Yuan family had always been helpless against his behavior. As long as he looked at his mother with this look, he would almost always be successful.

Yuan Yao shook his head in amusement, raised his hand and poked Yuan Ke's forehead, "You, why don't you meet the three seniors quickly. You are so old, aren't you ashamed?"

Yuan Ke decided to quit while he was ahead. He smoothed out the wrinkles on his robe and bowed respectfully to the three monks behind the desk.

Even Yuan Yao had to respectfully address the cultivator as a senior, so he was definitely not an ordinary person. After getting permission, Yuan Ke dared to look up at the three seniors.

Two men and one woman. All of them were in their twenties or thirties, with a reserved aura, but the occasional gleam in their eyes was heart-wrenching.

"Young Master, don't worry." The female senior seemed to be of low self-esteem and smiled with her hands covering her mouth. "Since we want you to compete, we will certainly not treat you unfairly."

She took out an exquisite jade box and said, "Here, this treasure is given to you, no matter what the outcome is."

"Here." Yuan Ke took the box flattered, and at the female senior's instruction to "open it and take a look," he carefully opened the lid.

There is no protection, simply because this is a pre-decided decision, so there is no need for any protection to prevent others from snatching it.

However, the things inside are indeed treasures.

A piece of plain white cloth was quietly folded in the box.

Yuan Ke pinched the strip of cloth and unfolded it, and for some reason his hands were shaking slightly.

One side of the cloth is pure white, while on the other side, there is a plant printed on it like a specimen, which looks lifelike.

Yuan Ke took a deep breath and finally understood.

It's not that it's lifelike, but rather, this plant is alive, it's a spiritual plant!

There was no need to cultivate it bit by bit from the seed form, it was already an adult. As long as he recognized his master, he would be a powerful force that could be put into battle immediately.

And now, this treasure is his? !

Yuan Ke looked up in disbelief and met the smiling face of the female senior.

"You're surprised, young master?" She chuckled. "It's just a means to resist the word "trapped". There's more to come. Old Li..."

The female senior looked at the yellow-robed male cultivator next to her, indicating that it was his turn.

The yellow-robed male cultivator coughed lightly and took out a jade bottle from his sleeve. The jade bottle was extremely transparent, and one could clearly see a pill swimming inside it like a small fish.

"This pill has the effect of hiding one's breath. Take it before entering the ring to prevent her from using the Qi-locking technique."

Yuan Ke took it respectfully, feeling that it was as heavy as a thousand pounds. The value of such a pill was shocking even for a descendant of a noble family.

The male cultivator in linen, in silence, raised his hand and threw a black box in front of Yuan Ke. The black box was floating quietly in front of him.

Yuan Ke opened the box and found a wooden puppet without any carved features lying in the silk cloth. He didn't find it strange. Besides being able to tell that the wood was extraordinary, the craftsmanship of the carving was also average.

But what the senior took out must be a treasure. Yuan Ke did not dare to underestimate it.

"You don't need to know the specific use of this treasure that Brother Tian gave you. You just need to use its essence and blood to recognize its master." The female senior knew that the male cultivator was a taciturn person, so she explained it directly for him.

Yuan Ke had nothing to say except to nod in agreement.

"The last one." Yuan Yao's eyes showed a complicated expression, his palm raised upwards, and a longbow slowly emerged.

This is! !
There was no way Yuan Ke didn't recognize it, he exclaimed: "Demon-breaking Bow!"

He looked at his mother in disbelief. Was this battle really so important that he needed to use so many means just to prevent the female cultivator from getting a place?

Yuan Ke would not be so narcissistic as to think that all the preparations behind this were made for him. He was not that prestigious, and neither was the Yuan family. They chose him only because he had the right spiritual roots and was a direct descendant of the Yuan family.

The origin of this Demon-Breaking Bow can be traced back to a very long time ago. The word "demon" has disappeared from this world for too long. Only when the name of this bow is called out at this moment, people can sigh with some regret that the long river of time will never stop and wash away all traces.

The Demon-Breaking Bow is the treasure of the Yuan family, and can only be used by people with Yuan blood. Even Yuan Ke had never seen this bow before today, he had only seen the diagram.

"This bow has no arrows. When the time comes, you just need to draw the bow to its full length and then let go."

"Is it okay not to aim? No, that's not right, mother, I'm only a golden elixir," Yuan Ke really wanted his mother to wake up, "I can't aim to the maximum with my cultivation level."

The Demon-Breaking Bow is the pride of the Yuan family, and Yuan Ke grew up listening to the glorious achievements of the Demon-Breaking Bow. With a mere Jindan cultivation, he is not qualified to control the Demon-Breaking Bow.

"Just take it." Yuan Yao glared at him. "This bow is strong enough for your Jindan cultivation. Put all your spiritual power into it and it will be fully drawn. There is no need to aim. The arrow energy generated by the Demon-Breaking Bow will make it impossible for the female cultivator to escape."

After Yuan Ke took over the Demon-Slaying Bow, his hands couldn't stop shaking. This longbow with the legendary power to shatter the sky and slay demons was in his hands. It was like a dream.

The bow and bowstring of this bow are all pure black. But if you look closely, you can find dense dark patterns spreading on the bow, which looks mysterious and elegant.

It has weight, but it's not very heavy. Especially now that it has no murderous aura in his hand, Yuan Ke really can't imagine what it will look like after the bow is drawn. Can he really draw the bow...

Yuan Ke forced himself to suppress the chaotic thoughts in his mind. What he had to do seemed to be quite simple under the planning of the seniors and A Niang?
First, let the spiritual plant and puppet recognize their master, then take the elixir before entering the ring, and once you are on the ring, use all your spiritual power to draw the bow, and the battle will be over...

"That female cultivator is dead," he muttered. How could she still be alive in this situation? "The forces behind her will not let this go."

Judging from the strength displayed by the female cultivator, she was definitely the most powerful of the most powerful. She did not rely on external forces, but relied entirely on her own perception and practice to have such a strong fighting power.

Yuan Ke was just watching the fight, he was a little convinced, even afraid... He completely forgot the bold words he once said, "beat her to death, fight her to death in a round-robin battle."

Hearing Yuan Ke's mumbling, not only Yuan Yao, but also the three monks behind the desk all silently focused their eyes on him, as if staring at him with death.

"This is the fourth time that cultivators from other continents are allowed to participate in the opening ceremony." The female senior looked at Yuan Ke with affectionate eyes, "At least the cultivators from Cangliu Continent have to win once."

Although the female senior's tone was gentle, Yuan Ke felt deeply threatened and his body trembled.

"Ke, we must go all out in this battle and live up to the glory of Cangliuzhou." He gritted his teeth.

(End of this chapter)