Immortality Begins as an Alchemy Master 61

Chapter 61: Remember to Get Me a Monthly Pass at Tianxiang Tower

Her usual gentle and virtuous demeanor was replaced by intense worry.

Luo Chen roughly understood her feelings.

Min Longyu’s performance just now had been extremely strange. He seemed to be setting up an array with his flags, but the way the flags were triggered wasn’t through linking them together to form the array.

It was more like a self-destructive counter-attack array formation.

The enemy, unaware of the details, instinctively destroyed the flags, which actually accelerated the formation of the golden blade array.

Such a technique… even Han Dang wouldn’t have been able to escape unscathed.

Any of the nine cultivators from the Broken Mountain Sect would have been completely defeated.

Now, the Broken Mountain Sect’s hoped-for auspicious start was gone.

Instead, the Great River Gang had taken the upper hand.

“Let’s hope the remaining battles go more smoothly!”

Luo Chen sighed inwardly. He was already on the side of the Broken Mountain Sect, subconsciously hoping for their victory.

The following three battles unfolded largely as expected.

This was because the three people sent out by the Great River Gang were all members of their own sect, and the cultivators of Great River City were well-acquainted with them.

The scenes weren’t as brutal. Perhaps having witnessed Han Dang’s fate, the Tang Zhu (Sect Master/Hall Master) sent out by the Broken Mountain Sect were more cautious.

The second fighter was Luo Wu Di, nicknamed “Downslope Tiger,” also surnamed Luo, making him a relative of Luo Chen’s.

His performance matched his name—like a tiger descending from the mountain, he launched a ferocious attack on his opponent.

He secured victory in less than three minutes.

The third battle also ended in victory for Long Pan Hu (Dragon Coil Tiger), thanks to a top-grade artifact.

According to Murong Qinglian’s explanation, it was usually used by Uncle Mi Shuhua and was specifically lent for this occasion.

It was a good thing they won; otherwise, that top-grade artifact would have become the opponent’s spoils of war.

The fourth battle piqued Luo Chen’s interest!

The contestant was one of his old customers, Zeng Wen!

His opponent was the only female cultivator among the eighteen, the Great River Gang’s “Luo Sha Nu” (Female Rakshasa).

“Sister-in-law, what do you think of this battle?”

The earlier low spirits had improved considerably after the Broken Mountain Sect’s two consecutive wins.

Murong Qinglian tossed her hair back and smiled, “As long as they’re regular members of the Great River Gang, we can basically take them down.”

This was true!

The Broken Mountain Sect’s cultivators had spent years battling demonic beasts in the mountains.

Their combat experience was absolutely abundant among those of the same cultivation level.

The Great River Gang, on the other hand, mostly traveled by water, although they also encountered demonic beasts and rogue cultivators, their encounters mostly involved water battles.

Many of their unique skills were less effective in the confined environment of the debate platform.

“Zeng Wen is a formidable warrior, but years ago he was injured in his dantian (energy center), effectively ending his cultivation path.”

“People assume he has given up on himself and spends his days indulging in beauty.”

“But what they don’t know is that he has honed his combat skills during the Qi Refining period to a high level of proficiency.”

“Sending a woman to fight him now might be underestimating him.”

Murong Qinglian spoke eloquently, expressing considerable confidence in Zeng Wen.

I never would have thought that old geezer was so reassuring!

Luo Chen felt deeply touched. He’d clearly misjudged him.

Next time I sell the Zhōngmiàowán (Wonder Pills), I definitely have to give Zeng Wen a discount.

Onstage, facing Luo Sha Nu, Zeng Wen smiled serenely.

“You really are willing to part with it, Great River Gang, sending such a beauty to kill me.”

“Unfortunately, I, a lover of flowers, have to ruthlessly crush the flower today.”

Luo Sha Nu’s name didn’t match her beauty—she was incredibly stunning.

Especially her…well, they were exceptionally striking.

Facing Zeng Wen’s teasing, her expression froze.

“Today you will die under the peony, and become a ghost!”

As she spoke, a crescent-shaped flying knife artifact shot straight out, accompanied by several talismans simultaneously activating.

Zeng Wen remained calm, activating his defensive artifact, simultaneously triggering his high-quality robe’s defense, and creating a golden protective dome.

Three layers of defense, solid as a rock.

Even Luo Chen gasped!

His Soul-Breaking Nail probably couldn’t pierce such strong defenses.

The crescent-shaped flying knife was exceptionally sharp, yet repeated strikes failed to injure Zeng Wen.

As for the fireballs and wind blades unleashed by the talismans, they only managed to pierce two layers of defense under the guidance of the flying knife.

When they hit the robe, it was like a gentle breeze.

Zeng Wen smiled serenely, continuing his actions. It was his turn to attack!

Nine talismans were released in a methodical manner.

The rules limited him to ten talismans, and he had just used his allowance.

Taking advantage of Luo Sha Nu’s struggle to cope, he pinched his finger seals, and a Mud Swamp Technique materialized.

The ground instantly transformed into a soft, rotten swamp, with countless hands emerging, trying to pull the enemy in.

Luo Sha Nu was forced to fly into the air.

But the sky above was filled with shadows!

Unbeknownst to her, Zeng Wen’s attack artifact was already in place.

A large yellow brick descended from above.

Bang!

Both woman and protective dome were smashed into the swamp.

Countless hands grabbed at her. In just a few breaths, Luo Sha Nu was torn to shreds.

“What a pity, in this kind of arena; if we were somewhere else, we would have fought for three hundred rounds.”

“This time, it was truly a quick win.”

Zeng Wen’s face was pale, and his smile was strained.

Using so many techniques at once nearly depleted his energy reserves.

But he had won.

He turned to the Broken Mountain Sect’s viewing platform and shouted, “Old Man Mi, the Sick Tiger hasn’t failed you today. You promised me a monthly pass at Tianxiang Tower, you can’t go back on your word!”

Having spoken, he staggered off the debate platform.

On the viewing platform, Mi Shuhua was beaming. Three consecutive victories were a secure win.

The other spectators were excitedly shouting.

Although this battle was a one-sided victory, Zeng Wen’s methods were calm, precise, and well-coordinated.

He used talismans, defensive artifacts, offensive artifacts, spells, and even verbal provocation before the battle.

He perfectly demonstrated most of the techniques a Qi Refining cultivator could employ.

Many cultivators pondered after watching, realizing they could adopt these combat methods to better coordinate their strengths.

Luo Chen was also excited. After thoroughly analyzing Zeng Wen’s techniques, he found it almost impossible for anyone to escape the same fate as Luo Sha Nu.

First, he defended, ensuring he wouldn’t be defeated.

Then he used many talismans to force his opponent to struggle.

Next, he used the Mud Swamp Technique to seal the opponent’s escape route, simultaneously forcing them toward the secretly triggered attack artifact.

Finally, the yellow brick sealed his victory.

It was steady, accurate, and ruthless.

Of course, this strategy has flaws. If the enemy has high-powered attacks, they could easily suppress their opponent at the beginning.

If they have game-changing strange artifacts, like the flags in the first battle, they could also turn the tide.

But overall, the tactical concept was worth learning.

The time for spectators to observe and experts to analyze was short-lived.

Because the crucial fifth battle was about to begin.

The Broken Mountain Sect was confident in this battle.

The name Duan Dao Xu Ren Ke (Broken Blade Xu Renke) was well-known in several city markets.

Such a wandering cultivator was known for his varied techniques, formidable strength, and willingness to risk his life.

His opponent, Hun Jiang Long Gao Tingyuan (River Mixing Dragon Gao Tingyuan), was far inferior; he was only known in the Lancang River area.

Compared to the Broken Mountain Sect’s confidence, the Great River Gang’s atmosphere was tense.

They had secured the opening victory.

But things weren’t going well after that. Three consecutive losses left them demoralized!

“Daoist Wang, your sect’s elites don’t seem to be doing so well!”

A voice transmitted directly into his mind. Wang Haichao’s expression was unpleasant.

For this battle, the Great River Gang had sent five people, and the Cloud Merchant Alliance had provided four.

His initial arrangement was to have Min Longyu from the Cloud Merchant Alliance go first, followed by five consecutive members of the Great River Gang. The remaining members of the Cloud Merchant Alliance were to fight at the end.

This arrangement was intended to give his own people a chance.

As long as they won one or two more matches, he would have more leverage when cooperating with the Cloud Merchant Alliance.

But now, they had lost three in a row.

The first two losses weren’t surprising; he hadn’t had high hopes.

But Luo Sha Nu’s swift defeat was unexpected.

What about the “Sick Tiger” Zeng Wen, whose cultivation was supposedly interrupted, who was supposedly unmotivated, and consumed by women, his strength a mere shadow of its former self?

The Crescent-shaped flying knife used by Luo Sha Nu was a high-quality, strange artifact that he had gifted to her.

He had bought it from the Myriad Treasure Tower, spending over three thousand spiritual stones.

It hadn’t achieved anything, and now it belonged to someone else.

Although he was angry, he wasn’t very worried.

“Elder Zhou, didn’t we already calculate this? We can win seven out of nine matches. Luo Sha Nu’s loss is just one more; the rest will win without fail!”

Responding to his confidence, Elder Zhou, whose location was unknown, chuckled.

“Are you so sure?”

“As far as I know, Xu Renke’s broken blade is a fragment of a magical treasure. Even if it only triggers one percent of its power, it’s something your men can’t withstand!”

Wang Haichao smirked, “Even if it’s a magical treasure fragment, can it be stronger than spiritual stones?”

“Oh, you’ve made preparations then! I’ll wait and see!”

(End of Chapter)

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