NABC Chapter 161 - Arc 11: The Sects Grand Competition | Chapter 161: Match 8
Chapter 161 - Arc 11: The Sects Grand Competition | Chapter 161: Match 8
Chapter 161 - Arc 11: The Sect's Grand Competition | Chapter 161: Match 8
Translator: Lynn
“Then, what could that thing be?”
“I couldn’t quite catch a glimpse!”
“Such a technique is immensely formidable!”
Following a brief moment of silence, all the monks erupted in chatter.
Some Golden Core masters in the crowd managed to discern it clearly, their faces displaying a hint of surprise.
Xu Ziqing appeared to have tapped into something, faster than they had anticipated.
In the body of a Foundation Building cultivator, Xu Ziqing had harnessed a fraction of the ruthless killing sword energy from a Golden Core cultivator. The sheer potency of it left many astonished. No wonder numerous cultivators at the same level found it hard to believe. Upstodatee from
The battle was far from over, and Du Linglong couldn’t concede defeat at this juncture. The young man in the azure robe stood on the martial arts stage, raised his hand, and deployed a green rope. The rope whirled around, encircling the wooden sculpture’s waist, and gently placed her back on the stage, securing her in an upright position.
This act preserved Du Linglong’s dignity, preventing further embarrassment.
As Du Linglong was escorted off the stage, several monks descended from another elevated platform to her side, eager to dispel the spells and restore her true form. Yet, to their astonishment, even Golden Core Transformation-stage masters found that the surface of Du Linglong’s body bore wood-like patterns. When tapped lightly, it produced a sound, but no gaps were discernible, and true essence couldn’t penetrate through.
Among those descending, Du Zihui was one of them. Frustrated by his inability to help, he directed his irate gaze toward the stage.
At this point, it was evident that Xu Ziqing emerged victorious. When he met Du Zihui’s gaze, instead of irritation, he felt a certain kinship. Both bearing the surname Du, they must be relatives. When family is harmed, it’s only natural to feel anger, and maintaining a cool demeanor in such situations is a sign of inner strength.
Xu Ziqing had no intention of humiliating a woman. He slightly parted his lips and inhaled gently.
A slim streak of blue light burst forth from Du Linglong’s shoulder socket and shot back!
Raising his palm, Xu Ziqing slowly pushed it forward.
Before everyone’s eyes, the blue light hovered in front of his palm, calm and obedient, yet teeming with immense power.
Now, everyone could discern clearly—it was a needle.
A needle, merely an inch long, as slender as a cow’s hair, veiled in blue, with a sharp gleam at the tip, hinting at potent explosive force and incredible sharpness. Once it was launched, it would be unstoppable!
With a flick of Xu Ziqing’s finger, the green needle suddenly moved and pierced the center of his own brow.
This is what he has gathered into his realm of consciousness, and he needs to continuously refine it using his thoughts. He then ascended and made his way back to the elevated platform.
On the elevated platform, the monks were elated, warmly welcoming his return.
Luo Yao was acquainted with Xu Ziqing, so he extended his congratulations first: “Ziqing has truly mastered his skills this time; it’s genuinely delightful!” He had foreseen that regardless of how many talismans he employed, he couldn’t withstand the recent strike.
Unless he reached the Golden Core Transformation stage and activated the magical talisman with a profound cultivation base, or if he aspired to reach the Golden Core stage and materialize the treasure talisman, then there might be a possibility of fending it off. However, this was also contingent on his friend’s progress.
Upon seeing this, Qiu Ze and others also exchanged congratulations.
Xu Ziqing’s eyes and brows curved as he opened his mouth, releasing a cloud of green air that descended onto the slender needle.
Exhaling the green air, the green needle danced within the cloud of green energy, ceaselessly absorbing its essence. Although it didn’t grow in size, its radiance became more transparent and pristine. Soon, the green energy began to wane, prompting Xu Ziqing to release another breath. This process continued, and the enigmatic nature of the green needle deepened.
Xu Ziqing could sense countless evolving and condensing ideas within the green needle. All his dedication and essence were converging within it, tempering the essence of the world’s rare treasure, Ethereal Wood, gradually fortifying its strength.
The potency of the green needle was steadily advancing.
Gradually, Xu Ziqing’s complexion paled. He had previously absorbed a substantial amount of Ethereal Wood essence, and much of it couldn’t be assimilated, dissolving into his flesh and blood.
Now, to consecrate this green needle, he forcibly extracted Ethereal Wood’s essence from his flesh and condensed it into the needle. Furthermore, during the sacrificial refining process, the expenditure of his true energy was incredibly immense with every breath, all in pursuit of his objective.
As the green needle grew more potent, Xu Ziqing found it increasingly difficult to endure. Seeing that he had little true energy remaining, he urgently stated, “Senior brother, please proceed!”
Simultaneously, Yun Lie took action. He raised his finger slightly, and a thread of sword intent erupted from his fingertip, landing directly on the green needle!
Xu Ziqing grunted, feeling as if the sword intent was shaking him! However, he realized this was merely the intimidating force of the sword intent itself, and his brother had already attenuated the intensity considerably. Now, senior brother was assisting him in tempering the green needle with sword intent to bring about its true consolidation.
While on the martial arts stage, Xu Ziqing had been compelled by the crisis to grasp this magical technique.
Yet, even though the green needle appeared formidable, it was fundamentally founded on Ethereal Wood’s essence and Xu Ziqing’s cultivation essence. The outer layer, which truly breached Du Linglong’s defenses, was Yun Lie’s ruthless killing aura. It was akin to a layer of murderous shroud—a mere veneer. The real structure resembled a castle in the air, easily collapsing at the slightest touch.
Yun Lie dismantled the coated murderous aura to aid Xu Ziqing in genuinely constructing this green needle. Xu Ziqing swiftly grasped Yun Lie’s intentions and openly sought assistance.
However, this time was distinct.
Understanding Yun Lie’s motives, Xu Ziqing initially mobilized more Ethereal Wood essence within his body to solidify the foundation of the green needle. Subsequently, Yun Lie enveloped the green needle with sword intent, continuously honing it. Under the influence of the sword intent, it could generate the killing intent intrinsic to the green needle, refining its sharpness. Only then could this green needle be truly forged, transcending a mere illusory vision.
Amidst the repetitive sharpening by the sword intent, a faint murderous aura began to emanate from the tip of the green needle.
This murderous aura had emerged through the ongoing confrontation with Yun Lie’s sword intent, imbuing it with the essence of suppressing one’s emotions. It seemed that any reversal would evoke profound fluctuations, setting the seven emotions in a whirlwind.
Gradually, this aura fused with the green needle, blending seamlessly, rendering the aura surrounding the needle exceptionally natural and harmonious, devoid of any imperfections.
With the emergence of the murderous intent, the green needle instantaneously became more sharp. The two elements complemented each other, and only the killing intent could refine the green needle’s sharpness. At this juncture, the green needle had finally taken on a solid embryonic form.
In a flash of gold in Yun Lie’s eyes, he retracted his sword intent.
During this moment, the green needle suspended between them playfully circled twice, and the aura emanating from it grew even stronger.
Xu Ziqing smiled gently, and as he contemplated, the green needle returned to the center of his eyebrows. He enveloped the green needle with his consciousness, engaging in continuous communication within the sea of consciousness, ensuring smoother interaction between it and his thoughts. He also made sure not to neglect channeling his true essence, directing it into the sea of consciousness for continuous refinement.
At this juncture, Yun Lie advised, “In the future, we should diligently study and refine it repeatedly. Don’t let up.”
In high spirits, Xu Ziqing responded with a smile, “Of course, Shixiong.”
Yun Lie pondered for a moment and proposed, “You should give it a name.”
After considering for a while, Xu Ziqing suggested, “I was able to refine it, and my senior brother made significant contributions...” He smiled lightly, “Let’s name it the Qingyun Needle.”
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