Chapter 124: Look At The Sword! Look At The Sword! Look At The Sword!
Cheng Zhaoyang’s gaze fell upon Ming Zhaoshuang, her meaning self-evident.
Feng Jinsui’s eyes held disdain, “Her, a mere Minor Golden Core?”
It wasn’t that Feng Jinsui looked down on Ming Zhaoshuang, but rather that she could send a Golden Core Stage cultivator flying with a single slap.
Cheng Zhaoyang didn’t respond, instead focusing her gaze on Ming Zhaoshuang, her eyes filled with evident hope.
Cheng Zhaoyang had seen Ming Zhaoshuang’s eagerness to fight when she watched them earlier, and thus wanted to see if she dared to face Feng Jinsui, a cultivator at the Deity Transformation Stage.
After all, it was common for people to fight across one Major Realm difference, but across two Major Cultivation Realms was a chasm. It wasn’t even guaranteed that ten people could defeat one person, let alone two fighting one.
Ming Zhaoshuang naturally wouldn’t refuse, and said with a smile, “Why not.”
Feng Jinsui jumped up, pointing at both of them and said, “Alright, so you two are using me as a sparring partner! What do you want! I am the disciple of Feng Budu, the Number One Person in the cultivation world, in heaven and on earth. How can I be your sparring partner!”
Ming Zhaoshuang raised an eyebrow and turned to Cheng Zhaoyang, “She doesn’t even dare? And she calls herself the Demon Lord’s personal disciple.”
A single strike to kill.
Feng Jinsui gritted her teeth fiercely and said, “Who are you calling scared! I, your Grandmother, have never been afraid of killing or arson in my life! I’d be afraid of you, a mere Minor Golden Core!”
Cheng Zhaoyang smiled and asked, “So, esteemed Demon Lord’s disciple, Young Master of the Devil Realm, Lord Feng Jinsui, do you agree?”
Feng Jinsui said, “Do I look like someone who’d back down! Fine, let’s fight!”
Cheng Zhaoyang thought to herself that Ming Zhaoshuang was too clever, instantly grasping the mindset of a battle-maniac like Feng Jinsui, making her fight knowingly.
Thinking this, she raised her long sword and smiled at Ming Zhaoshuang, “Let’s begin, Junior Sister Zhaoshuang, let her know our power.”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s Frost and Snow gleamed, her eyes arrogant, “I also want to see the results of yesterday’s sword practice!”
Results?
Results!
There were no results at all! Ming Zhaoshuang was sent flying far away by Feng Jinsui’s sleeve. Let alone seeing results, she couldn’t even get close to Feng Jinsui!
When she fought with Cheng Zhaoyang earlier, the latter had mostly won through combat techniques. Although there was a spiritual power gap, it was offset by Ming Chenxing and Fei Changxiu.
Now, facing Feng Jinsui, the gap was not just a little bit. Even if Cheng Zhaoyang wanted to protect her, there wasn’t enough time, and she had become Cheng Zhaoyang’s burden.
Ming Zhaoshuang coughed up a mouthful of blood, and coincidentally heard the System say, “This was completely unnecessary. The gap between the Deity Transformation Stage and the Golden Core Stage is unusually large. Even Feng He Du Xian back then, without summoning her Spiritual Beast, didn’t dare to fight someone two Major Cultivation Realms above her.”
Ming Zhaoshuang wiped the blood away, “I just want to know how far I am from those Masters.”
She feared not losing the most right now.
As Feng Jinsui had said, as Feng Budu’s disciple, almost all her standard equipment was top-notch, and she represented the strongest existence of her age in the entire cultivation world.
To Ming Zhaoshuang, she was a rare whetstone, a stepping stone.
She couldn’t give up this opportunity!
Ming Zhaoshuang raised her sword again and charged towards Feng Jinsui.
Feng Jinsui raised her sleeve, about to send Ming Zhaoshuang flying like a sandbag with casual ease as before. However, she saw that although Ming Zhaoshuang held her sword in her right hand, her left hand extended out of nowhere, conjuring several Lightning Talismans.
“Wrath of Thunder, Vast and Mighty!”
Feng Jinsui’s expression stiffened.
She hadn’t forgotten how this girl had tricked her with a lightning formation last time!
She quickly raised her hand, twisting Ming Zhaoshuang’s left hand to immobilize it, while simultaneously causing her right hand to suddenly lose strength, unable to lift the sword.
Feng Jinsui said angrily, “Still thinking of tricking me! Dream on!”
She kicked Ming Zhaoshuang far away and then broke apart Cheng Zhaoyang’s offensive. Her long sword cut through Cheng Zhaoyang’s skin, and blood seeped into her clothes.
Ming Zhaoshuang and Cheng Zhaoyang exchanged a glance. Instead of seeing helplessness in each other’s eyes, they felt a sense of mutual appreciation.
It’s just a Deity Transformation cultivator! They didn’t believe they couldn’t win!
Ming Zhaoshuang understood that she probably couldn’t get close to Feng Jinsui, so she swiftly retreated, tossing Frost and Snow to Cheng Zhaoyang, and said to her:
“Sister Zhaoyang, it’s up to you!”
Cheng Zhaoyang’s eyes sharpened. After all, she said nothing and accepted Frost and Snow.
The importance of swords to Sword Cultivators goes without saying. There are many Sword Cultivators who value their swords more than their lives, and some even take their swords as spouses, forming a heavenly bond.
Frost and Snow’s grade was indiscernible, but compared to her Mysterious Tier Spirit Artifact and Feng Jinsui’s Heavenly Grade Spirit Tool, it was a crushing advantage. It had even blocked an attack from Feng Budu for Ming Zhaoshuang.
That is to say, Frost and Snow could only be a Divine Tool.
Ming Zhaoshuang had actually given it to her just like that, and she was naturally moved by this friendship.
Cheng Zhaoyang possessed an Innate Sword Bone. Even a spirited divine sword like Frost and Snow only let out a faint long cry in her hands.
Cheng Zhaoyang’s disadvantage was that her long sword was only a High-Grade Mysterious Tier. Now, with Frost and Snow in hand, she no longer feared Feng Jinsui in the slightest, lunging straight at her like an agile and fierce female eagle.
Feng Jinsui was unconcerned:
“You don’t think that just by changing weapons, you can defeat me, do you!”
She held her long sword horizontally, blood flowing from her fingertips. At the same time, Jin Zhao Sword in her hand emitted a purple-gold demonic light.
Feng Jinsui shouted three times:
“Watch sword! Watch sword! Watch sword!”
The long sword, doused in demonic blood, seemed to have risen in grade again, possessing the power of a High-Grade Heaven Grade Spirit Sword, rushing towards Frost and Snow ferociously.
But Frost and Snow clashed fiercely, not at all at a disadvantage. In fact, if Cheng Zhaoyang were more familiar with it, she could even overshadow its brilliance.
However, Feng Jinsui was a Deity Transformation cultivator after all, and her offensive was swift at this moment. Even though Frost and Snow was a Divine Tool, Cheng Zhaoyang couldn’t help but retreat steadily.
Feng Jinsui laughed heartily, “Exhilarating, exhilarating! Let’s do it again!”
For someone like her, nothing was more pleasing than an evenly matched battle.
Cheng Zhaoyang was already covered in red with blood, but she glanced at Ming Zhaoshuang, who was secretly making moves behind Feng Jinsui, and couldn’t help but smile.
Holding Frost and Snow, with a spirited look on her face, she said, “Again? Again!”
Feng Jinsui exclaimed happily, Jin Zhao Sword in her hand moved like a dragon, constantly attacking Cheng Zhaoyang, unstoppable.
“Watch sword! Watch sword! Watch sword!”
Cheng Zhaoyang held her sword and clashed with Feng Jinsui amidst the cold light. Her arm was painfully shaken by Feng Jinsui’s powerful demonic energy, but a smile involuntarily appeared on her lips.
Feng Jinsui was completely engrossed in the fight, having long forgotten about Ming Zhaoshuang.
How could she notice that Ming Zhaoshuang had already drawn layers of formations behind her, and the talismans in her hands were like scattered flowers, with over a dozen talismans of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple, flying towards her back without reservation.
“Still watching sword? Take a look at my talismans first!”
Feng Jinsui turned her head and saw Ming Zhaoshuang’s face like jade, her sleeves fluttering like flowing wind and swirling snow, appearing relaxed.
But countless talismans were already rushing towards her!
And Ming Zhaoshuang was still saying, “Watch talismans! Watch talismans! Watch talismans!”
“Watch my Azure Lotus Wind Fire Talisman! Watch my Thunderbolt Lightning Talisman! Watch my Invincible Explosion Talisman!”
Feng Jinsui: “…”
If you knew I had to face over a dozen talismans simultaneously, you’d also think my life was hard.
