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    Chapter 145: Battling the Fake Golden Core (End-of-month, requesting monthly tickets)

    Rolling thunderclouds.

    Zi Yuan Zhenren, holding a purple orb, was struggling to hold on.

    Suddenly!

    The ground shook violently, and a large section of the thunderclouds collapsed!

    “Opportunity!”

    Zi Yuan Xianren, a cultivator of independent background, had cultivated to the Fake Golden Core stage, experiencing countless large and small magical battles; her experience was incredibly rich.

    Although she didn’t know why the formation collapsed, she seized the opportunity with sharp intuition.

    “Go!”

    She formed hand seals, forcing out a drop of essence blood.

    The purple orb merged with the essence blood, suddenly emitting a brilliant light, tinged with a hint of blood red, transforming into a blood-feathered purple bird that flew into the thunderclouds. Countless runes appeared around it, then suddenly exploded.

    Boom!

    The vast thunderclouds instantly dissipated, revealing a clear sky stretching for thousands of miles.

    On the various mountain peaks, the expressions of the Wan Shou Sect disciples changed, and essence blood spurted from their mouths.

    Three Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, radiating a powerful aura, charged towards Fang Xing.

    They were all smart; they didn’t want to join the Fake Golden Core battle, so they went to trouble Fang Xing instead.

    “Wan Shou Sect, for today’s events, this Zhenren will surely take revenge in the future.”

    Zi Yuan Zhenren, tall and slender, wearing a purple long dress, with a beautiful face, spoke with a domineering tone.

    “Future? You’re afraid you won’t live to see that day.”

    Sect Elder, riding a four-winged flying snake, retracted his black blade, protecting himself, stroked his spirit pet, and a hint of regret appeared on his face: “I originally didn’t want to use this move, that damned Lian Cheng, even if he doesn’t die, I will have him executed according to sect rules upon his return!”

    As the array master, he was very clear about the changes in the formation.

    He knew that it was the inner sect disciple Lian Cheng who caused the trouble. Recklessly trapping a Foundation Establishment cultivator in the array was one thing.

    The key was that he couldn’t kill the opponent, but instead was found an opportunity to be counter-killed, destroying a corner of the formation.

    Otherwise, Zi Yuan Zhenren would absolutely not have been able to break out of the formation and would have eventually been worn down to death, so he wouldn’t have had to pay such a great price.

    But now, that was no longer possible.

    “Xiao Qing…”

    Sect Elder shouted sharply, taking out a bottle of pills from his storage pouch and directly throwing the entire bottle into the mouth of his second-order superior four-winged flying snake.

    The huge snake slightly exerted force, crushing the jade bottle; a crimson pill was quickly swallowed.

    Hiss!

    The four-winged flying snake suddenly let out a long cry, its snake skin cracked, and a small lump grew on its head, as if a horn was about to emerge.

    Seeing this scene, Zi Yuan Zhenren thought of something: “I heard that Old Ghost Lian obtained great benefits from the Wildlands, raising a ‘Horned Mang Snake’ that advanced to the second-order middle stage… That Horned Mang Snake has half the bloodline of a dragon; could this pill be the ‘Dragon Transformation Pill’ refined with its blood?”

    “Correct, it is the ‘Dragon Transformation Pill,’ although it’s a counterfeit, it’s enough to give my spirit pet the blood of a dragon for a short while.”

    Sect Elder sneered, then formed hand seals and began to chant.

    His magical power surged, and his Fake Golden Core was pushed to its limit, emitting a terrifying magical power fluctuation.

    Beneath him, the four-winged flying snake, which seemed about to transform into a dragon, twisted its body restlessly…

    “Not good, Spirit Possession Technique?!”

    Zi Yuan Zhenren panicked and immediately threw out a talisman.

    Countless green thunderbolts raged, like green pythons, sweeping towards Sect Elder; it was a third-order Wood-attribute Divine Thunder Talisman!

    Rumble!

    Infinite thunder light swept past, but it was completely blocked by the black long blade.

    Those green thunderbolts carried indescribable power of destruction and life, falling on the black light curtain formed by the black long blade, and were silently dissolved…

    Although this Wood-attribute Divine Thunder Talisman was a high-level third-order talisman, the black blade was also a third-order magical treasure, and Sect Elder was prepared, only defending and not attacking, so he resisted it easily.

    Zi Yuan Zhenren was also chanting incantations, seemingly preparing a powerful spell, and glanced at the ‘Purple Hair Orb’ in her hand, sighing inwardly.

    To break the formation, she had to forcefully unleash the full power of this inferior magical treasure; now the ‘Purple Hair Orb’ was damaged and needed to be nourished in her dantian before it could be restored.

    Using it to clash with the black blade had little chance of success.

    At this time, Sect Elder had completed the spell, his eyes carrying a trace of blood, and a strange smile appeared on his face: “Spirit Possession Technique!”

    This was a secret technique of the Wan Shou Sect. Every time it was used, a dragon-type second-order demonic beast had to be sacrificed, and the bloodline power had to be quite strong!

    A former Supreme Elder of Wan Shou Sect was an alchemist who spent half his life devising a formula for a ‘Counterfeit Dragon Transformation Pill’, which could increase the bloodline power of dragon-type demonic beasts like snakes and carp for three hours!

    However, refining this pill also required the blood of a second-order middle-stage or higher Horned Mang Snake as a catalyst.

    Therefore, Old Ghost Lian was so concerned about the Ink Jade Python, it was to help his Horned Mang Snake advance!

    The current Horned Mang Snake, as long as its blood was regularly drawn, could continuously produce counterfeit Dragon Transformation Pills, greatly increasing the strength of the Fake Golden Core and Golden Core cultivators of Wan Shou Sect!

    In Sect Elder’s roar, the four-winged flying snake let out a painful cry, and a horn sprouted from its head.

    Then, a layer of blood-red light burned from its scales.

    The huge second-order demonic snake turned to ashes in an instant, only a poisonous dragon-like demonic soul was extracted and fell into Sect Elder’s hand.

    Sect Elder looked at the demonic soul shaped like a poisonous dragon, a trace of pain and reluctance flashed in his eyes, then he pointed at Zi Yuan Zhenren: “Go!”

    The poisonous dragon, like an arrow, instantly killed Zi Yuan Zhenren.

    Zi Yuan Zhenren waved her hand, a layer of purple crystal appeared out of thin air, transforming into a huge shield to protect herself.

    The Purple Hair Orb magical treasure fell in front of her, casting a thick purple light curtain, with countless runes like tadpoles swimming on it.

    Bang!

    The demonic soul arrow easily pierced the purple crystal shield, and left a hole in the light curtain, its size shrinking by half, the demonic soul becoming translucent, but it still drilled into Zi Yuan Zhenren’s forehead.

    “Third-order technique!”

    Black energy instantly appeared on Zi Yuan Zhenren’s face, and she violently spat out a mouthful of essence blood.

    The Spirit Possession Technique, using a demonic soul as a medium, transformed into a soul-chasing poisonous arrow; those who were hit were like having a malignant tumor stuck to their bones!

    If it were Old Ghost Lian from Wan Shou Sect who used it, even Golden Core mid-stage, or even late-stage cultivators would not dare to take it head-on.

    Although Sect Elder was only a Fake Golden Core cultivator, the Spirit Possession Technique he used was a solid third-order technique, like a Golden Core strike, severely injuring Zi Yuan Zhenren!

    Not only that, the strange poison carried by the poisonous dragon demonic soul was continuously corroding Zi Yuan Zhenren’s body, magical power, soul… even the Fake Golden Core!

    Without treatment, she would surely die within three days!

    “What a Spirit Possession Technique… truly as rumored, not inferior to divine abilities.”

    Zi Yuan Zhenren took a spirit pill to suppress the injury, and despair began to fill her heart.

    “This time, I sacrificed my spirit pet, you will die here today.”

    Sect Elder controlled the black blade, his expression ferocious.

    At this moment, he seemed to sense something and swept his divine sense.

    He saw that two of the Sect’s three Foundation Establishment cultivators had been killed by a single figure.

    The Qi Condensation disciples were even worse, chased and slaughtered by a silver figure.

    “Sect Elder… save me!”

    The last Foundation Establishment cultivator, holding a large bell-shaped spiritual treasure, frantically fled towards Sect Elder.

    He didn’t know what happened. He had only gone to kill that Foundation Establishment initial-stage cultivator, but a terrifying body cultivator suddenly appeared from underground, and his two companions were almost instantly killed.

    Fortunately, the ‘Golden Yuan Bell’ in his hand was a superior spiritual treasure, known for its defense, with automatic self-protection ability.

    Otherwise, he would have been killed by a single punch as well!

    ‘This person is definitely not an ordinary second-order body cultivator… he must be a quasi-third-order body cultivator equivalent to a Fake Golden Core cultivator!’

    This Wan Shou Sect Foundation Establishment cultivator deeply regretted it.

    But the next moment, a figure rushed behind him.

    The opponent seemed to be able to step on air, with unparalleled short-distance acceleration, and very flexible turning; he was not the body cultivator who was said to be bad at aerial combat at all!

    This Foundation Establishment cultivator shouted while pouring all his magical power into the Golden Yuan Bell.

    The Golden Yuan Bell continued to grow larger, engulfing him entirely.

    Clang! Clang!

    Fang Xing attacked with fists and palms, hitting the surface of the golden bell, and the deafening sound accompanied by the terrifying penetration and shock force fell on the Foundation Establishment cultivator.

    Crash!

    The Golden Yuan Bell suddenly lost all its magical power support and transformed into a small golden bell.

    A pile of minced meat emerged from the bell and scattered into the sky.

    At this time, the cultivation clone also killed the last Qi Condensation cultivator and found a place to hide.

    The battle between Fake Golden Core cultivators was not something a mere Foundation Establishment initial-stage cultivator could participate in.

    “Wan Shou Sect Fake Golden Core… and Zi Yuan Zhenren?”

    Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, a cold smile appearing on his face: “Why did you have to involve me in this?”

    “Bold thief… you dare to slaughter my Wan Shou Sect cultivators!?”

    Sect Elder’s eyes were bloodshot: “Today, I will not spare you!”

    Although Fang Xing’s aura was like an ordinary person, to the two Fake Golden Core cultivators, it was simply ridiculous.

    How could an ordinary person fly?

    Therefore, he must have used a concealment technique. Judging by the previous force, he should be a quasi-third-order body cultivator, comparable to a Fake Golden Core cultivator.

    But quasi-third-order body cultivators don’t have as many techniques as Fake Golden Core cultivators, so they would definitely be at a disadvantage in a fight.

    Sect Elder was considered a strong cultivator among the Fake Golden Cores, and was about to achieve the feat of killing another Fake Golden Core, so he naturally looked down on quasi-third-order body cultivators even more.

    “Die!”

    Seeing Fang Xing rushing towards him, Sect Elder immediately pointed at his black blade.

    The black long blade roared, and the ghost head on the hilt let out a soul-snatching scream, capable of attacking the mind.

    This was a deliberate attack on the weakness of body cultivators, whom Sect Elder knew mostly lacked strong spiritual awareness.

    Not only that, the black blade flashed, emitting black wind blades.

    Countless black winds, like blades, formed a vortex, like a black giant dragon, swallowing Fang Xing.

    Crash!

    Fang Xing’s nano protective suit began to shatter under this attack, revealing his skin, which was like wearing golden silk armor.

    ‘My current physique cannot withstand the attack of the treasure itself… but as long as I avoid the treasure itself, these magical attacks and splashes… will be like a gentle breeze.’

    Fang Xing used the Sky-Dancing Step, leaped out of the black vortex, stepped a few times, and arrived in front of Sect Elder.

    “Impossible…”

    Sect Elder’s eyes widened in anger. Why was this body cultivator not only had incredibly strong spiritual awareness defense but also such swift movements in the air?

    But he didn’t have time to think anymore.

    Two golden lights flashed in Fang Xing’s eyes, and a powerful Martial Dao will directly impacted the Fake Golden Core cultivator’s mind, causing him to lose focus for a moment.

    Then, he stretched out three fingers, with countless forces gathering on them!

    —Star Martial Three Absolutes!

    —Mahāvajra-Prajñā Divine Power!
    (To be continued)

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