Little Friend Shuhang, do you want to get something good?
Little Friend Shuhang, do you want to get something good?
So it was possible to control even fancy stuff like heavenly tribulation’s flames using the Three Stars Fire Controlling Fan?
While Shuhang was deep in thought, the big formation protecting the sect was controlled by Ba Qianjun, who made use of the unexpected rare opportunity. Ba Qianjun laughed and soared upwards, riding on a blade—he disappeared from his previous location and reappeared above Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen.
A moment later, the treasured blade under his feet revolved. A saber light in the shape of the crescent moon sliced through the air, heading for Song Shuhang and Su Clan’s Sixteen—Ba Qianjun was unable to detect the presence of Big Dipper Spiritual Phoenix Order!
Big Dipper Spiritual Phoenix Order and Great Master Profound Principle’s flying sword were similar in that both had a concealing spell on them, so anyone weaker than Su Clan’s Seven would be unable to detect their presence.
Song Shunhang and Sixteen were protected by Big Dipper Spiritual Phoenix Order, therefore they were able to see it as well as a dim red-colored defensive barrier it cast.
However, in Ba Qianjun’s eyes, the juniors Song Shuhang and Sixteen were simply foolish and reckless—how could they stand in the rear of a battlefield completely unguarded?!
It was a rare opportunity—he had to make use of it!
If his blade fell on them, those two juniors would be both getting a free certificate of disability!
"Clang!"
He chopped out with his saber, striking against the Big Dipper Spiritual Phoenix Order’s defensive layer, which gently brought his chop to a halt!
Big Dipper Spiritual Phoenix Order’s defense was quite strong—if it wasn’t, how would Su Clan’s Seven dare to bring Song Shuhang and Sixteen so close to the battlefield?
Ba Qianjun stared blankly for a moment. However, he was quick to realize that those two juniors had a high-level defensive magical treasure on them.
‘Hmph! A defensive magical treasure is in the end a mere object, its capacity has a limit! Look and see, I’ll smash it now!’ Ba Qianjun thought as he leapt forward with both hands grasping the hilt of his blade.
His saber was called Broken Tyrant and it was three feet and three inches long. It was forged from heavy metal from a thunder pond. As something with the attribute of extreme yang, it was a magical blade that was very hard and possessing an edge so sharp it could easily cut the body of a cultivator of a Fourth Stage!
It was the very treasured blade of the Moon Saber Sect, handed down to each generation’s sect master! It was a magical treasure of brilliant quality!
"Full Moon Chop!" Ba Qianjun raised the treasured saber Broken Tyrant high with both his hands, sending out a full-moon-like slash towards their heads!
However, at this exact moment, he saw the young man below him pull out an iron fan with a handle. The young man pressed on its handle six times, then made one step forward, aiming the fan at him and fanning softly!
What kind of offensive magical treasure was that?
Ba Qianjun put up his guard, preparing to receive an attack.
However, one swing of the fan later, the attack he expected had yet to appear.
The fan-shaped magical treasure’s attack mode… it could only be something like a strong gust of wind or a blazing flame. However, after this young man fanned once, completely nothing happened—no attack came.
Just as he was puzzled by it, he suddenly felt a violent pang of scorching pain on his back and arm.
Before he managed to respond, the flames of the heavenly tribulation came alive, transforming him into a human-shaped fireball!
In the blink of an eye, Ba Qianjun was already burnt to ashes.
Everything that was on his body—the magical robe, the armor, the command plate, the medicine pills—was turned into ashes without a single exception! Even the Seven Colors Wonder Fruit was turned into ashes as it flickered brilliantly with seven different colors!
Immediately, even the treasured saber Broken Tyrant was covered in a faint layer of flames!
"Clang!" Once its owner was burnt into ashes, the treasured saber Broken Tyrant fell to the ground with a loud sound.
Fortunately, the place it fell down was in front of Song Shuhang’s foot, and the heavenly tribulation’s flames it was covered in gradually disappeared. It wasn’t the original target of the tribulation’s flames—otherwise, it would have already become a piece of molten iron.
Song Shuhang grabbed Three Stars Fire Controlling Fan tightly, swallowing his saliva with shock.
It was over, just like that? That seemingly powerful cultivator… Shuhang had only fanned slightly towards him, and he turned into ashes just like that?
Thinking back… didn’t he kill quite a few people recently? And now he even killed a bigshot like that!
"Fire controlling fan?" Sixteen stared at the fan in Song Shuhang’s hands, her eyes open wide. Indeed, it seemed that there were no magical treasures that were truly useless—it was only that nobody found their proper use!
Song Shuhang put away the fan magical treasure, and once again looked down at the handle of the saber lying by his feet. He squatted down and very carefully reached out with his hand to prod at the Broken Tyrant.
This saber was able to survive being bathed in heavenly tribulation’s flames—there had to be something special about it.
After touching the saber lightly, Song Shuhang discovered that, unexpectedly, Broken Tyrant was still ice-cold after being in contact with the tribulation’s flames! If there wasn’t some soot on the blade, Song Shuhang’d doubt if he’d seen it right and if the tribulation’s flames had actually covered the blade earlier on or not.
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Ba Qianjun died—Moon Saber Sect’s disciples were simply incapable of comprehending what had happened!
They had seen the mighty and domineering figure of their sect master as he’d jumped high and attacked, sending out a saber blade!
Then, he had used Moon Saber Sect’s supreme skill, Full Moon Chop.
Following after that, the sect master suddenly turned into a fireball, burnt into ashes, leaving nothing behind!
Left without anyone to lead them, the crowd of the Moon Saber Sect’s disciples felt into chaos. Adding the fact that they lost their leader, the formation protecting the sect completely lost its effect as it fell into chaos.
"Hahahaha," Su Clan’s Seven laughed in a loud voice. His blade revolved, sending the Moon Saber Sect’s disciples who had been blocking him just now flying in a loud explosion.
Moon Saber Sect’s disciples were completely overwhelmed, flying in all directions!
In the Lan Yuan valley, Young Master Hai was standing high up in the sky. He had been observing the whole battle ever since its beginning.
"Hehe, the domineering sect leader eventually ‘sacrificed’ his life, huh? It was much faster than we’d planned, not to mention that the way he kicked the bucket was also totes surprising." In the sleeve of his gown, a strange and evil laugh of Demon Monarch Anzhi’s clone rang out. "If I recall correctly, that Seven Colors Wonder Fruit was kept close by him, aye? It was his hope to treat the injuries dealt by heavenly tribulation... I guess it was burnt to ashes too?"
"Haha." Young Master Hai laughed as he produced a strange fruit glowing brilliantly with seven colors—who knows where he took it from, it simply appeared in his palm. "The Seven Colors Wonder Fruit had been in my hands all along!"
Demon Monarch Anzhi felt cold in his heart. His clone had been in Young Master Hai’s sleeve all along, and yet he hadn’t even realized the latter swapped the Seven Colors Wonder Fruit for whatever was burnt along with Moon Saber Sect’s sect master.
"It’s about time, if Su Clan’s Seven strikes them once more, the surviving Saber Moon Sect’s disciples will not be enough to support the activation of the sect’s new defensive formation." Young Master Hai unsheathed a longsword on his waist, which started to float calmly beneath his feet.
Young Master Hai took a step forward, stepping onto the sword steadily. Then, together with its sword light, he quickly ascended into the sky above the Lan Yuan valley.
"To all disciples, calm down this instant and listen to my commands," said Young Master Hai, his gentle voice spreading across the entire Lan Yuan Valley.
Once Moon Saber Sect’s disciples heard Elder Young Master Hai’s voice, they immediately felt both their body and mind regain calm.
Very quickly, the disciples regrouped under Young Master Hai’s command. Their morale recovering, they reactivated the formation protecting the sect gradually, preparing to encircle Su Clan’s Seven.
"You’ve come out at last, Young Master Hai," said Su Clan’s Seven with a loud laugh.
Young Master Hai smiled slightly, not the least bit affected. "I’ve been waiting here for you all along, Brother Seven."
As he spoke, he raised his arms upwards, and the whole Lan Yuan Valley was suddenly enveloped by a new formation. Following its activation, the smell of blood in the valley became even stronger.
The situation in battle… could change at any moment!
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Song Shuhang once again accessed the group’s space, adding new information below the photo of the Saber Moon Sect’s sect master.
Stressed by a Mountain of Books: "@Medicine Master Senior, I fanned a bit towards that man in the picture. He... burst into flames and turned to ashes."
Medicine Master’s reply came fast. "Hahahaha, just as I had expected. I sensed the presence of the heavenly tribulation’s flame on that guy’s body, it’s been there for some time, too. After trying out various methods to recover, the tribulation’s flames on his body were no longer pure. So, it became possible to control that flame somewhat with Three Stars Fire Controlling Fan. Not much was needed anyway—a single spark was enough to make the flame regain its ferocity. Thus, that guy burst into flames at once!" was what Medicine Master said.
Song Shuhang held Three Stars Fire Controlling Fan tightly… for them to be able to see through so much with just this one picture, the seniors in the groups were all amazing indeed.
Just as Song Shuhang sighed with deep feelings, a lively discussion resumed under the picture where Su Clan’s Seven was attacking the Saber Moon Sect.
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "@Stressed by a Mountain of Books I just looked carefully at the picture, and there seems to be something off about the Saber Moon Sect’s disciples who support the formation. Little Friend Shuhang, do you have any way to take a clear photo of a whole formation? If you do your best, you should be able to take one that’s at least a general view of the formation!"
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman was not only adept at creating talismans, he also had deep attainments in regards to formations as talismans and formations had a lot of common grounds and complemented each other well.
Seeing these messages, Song Shuhang replied, "Got it, I’ll immediately take some clear photos. Oh, but if there’s some issue with this formation, then will Senior Seven be alright?"
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "It shouldn’t be that bad. If Seven goes all out, then he should be able to deal with it… well, let’s confirm if there’s really something off about this formation or not first, it’s only a guess of mine. I’ll wait for you to take the photos."
"I’ll immediately upload them," Song Shuhang replied.
Then, he grabbed his cellphone and directed it towards Saber Moon Sect’s disciples, trying to take a photo including as many of them as possible. After taking a few photos as his cellphone issued loud clicks, he once again opened the chat group’s space to upload the new pictures.
Sixteen approached Shuhang, looking calmly at the screen of his mobile.
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "Hmm, there’s really something off about it, the formation these disciples support can indeed channel their strength in a short term, however… if I didn’t guess wrong, this formation’s side effects seem quite big? @Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue Venerable, please have a look, the layout of this valley feels strange."
Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue: "You’re not wrong, there’s a second formation concealed below it, using the valley’s terrain. To use so many people, they’re quite ruthless!"
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "With Venerable’s confirmation, I’m now sure. Little Friend Shuhang, let me ask you, do you want to get a nice bonus?"
Stressed by a Mountain of Books: "What nice bonus?"
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "If your luck is good, you should be able to get some good refining materials, and then you can still get your body’s strength to improve somewhat. Maybe you’ll be able to open your Heart Aperture faster, completing your Hundred Days Foundation Establishment. Naturally, there’s some risk… but since Seven’s there, you shouldn’t end up dying."
"What do I do?" Song Shuhang asked right away.
Completing Hundred Days Foundation Establishment faster and increasing his strength, that was indeed too sweet a temptation for him to ignore the opportunity.
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "Good, I’ll circle a place on the photo you sent with a red pen, then send it to you. You have to go and find that place."
Very quickly, Talisman Master sent him a copy of the photo with a red circle on it. Scrutinizing it, Song Shuhang quickly found that it was a place four hundred meters away from him. It was by an inconspicuous tree whose trunk was leaning to the side.
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "@Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue Venerable, please look, it should be the correct place?"
Venerable Seventh Cultivator of True Virtue: "You’ve improved, there’s no problem with the coordinates."
Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman: "Little Friend Shuhang, it’s confirmed! I’ll give you my number in a moment, so after you find that place, call me and let me get a better grasp on the situation and tell you what to do."
"Found it!" Song Shuhang replied. He clasped the phone as he looked for Palace Master Seven Lives Talisman’s number. Right now, he wasn’t fighting alone. The seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group were supporting him from the back!