Chapter 209: Fierce Battle In The Tower
Li Weiyi was not afraid of Yang Qingxi; what he feared was that once she escaped, where would there be such a perfect opportunity as tonight?
And capturing Yang Yun as a hostage…
How much weight this younger brother Yang Yun held in Yang Qingxi’s heart was truly hard to say.
In a flash, Li Weiyi made a decision, his gaze deep and somber, striding toward the pitch-black gate of Xianle Workshop that resembled an abyss entrance, ignoring Yang Yun at the door.
And from the Insect Bag at his waist, two Phoenix Wing Moth Emperors slipped out silently.
……
Entering through the door, Li Weiyi released his perception outward.
Inside the room, it was unnaturally pitch black, where even a Martial Cultivator’s Magic Power eyes could see nothing.
Suddenly, the sound of a door closing came from behind.
“Swish!”
A gauze lantern hanging from the beam was lit, illuminating the spacious hall connecting the four-story pavilion in a half-dim half-bright light, with shadowy figures.
Li Weiyi stood at the center of the hall.
There, Yang Zhiyong’s tall and sturdy figure held a war halberd, standing on the staircase from the first floor to the second floor directly ahead, with a red carpet laid underfoot extending all the way to the gate, as if prepared specifically for inviting the guest into the trap.
Li Weiyi’s heart skipped a beat, but his expression unchanged, he turned sideways to look behind him.
It was Yang Qingxi in a black robe, personally closing the door.
Locking the door.
She turned around, standing at the doorfront, her eyes level with Li Weiyi’s.
Under the crimson glow of the beam-top gauze lantern, Yang Qingxi’s Pure Immortal Body skin emitted a faint pink amid its delicate whiteness. Her height, taller than ordinary women by a head, was all in her legs, forming a breathtaking perfect proportion.
Li Weiyi could hear various subtle sounds from the rooms in the four-story pavilion, peering eyes from window gaps… Clearly, many people lived in this brothel.
But tonight, it had closed early!
At the third-floor railing, a wooden chair was placed, with a handsome figure sitting upon it, of unparalleled elegance. His face was unclear, only a pair of hands unique to Pure Immortal Body Martial Cultivators visible.
Holding a bamboo slip, he quietly read and comprehended it.
Li Weiyi sighed lightly: “Young Lady, are you probing me?”
Yang Qingxi sincerely praised: “You’re truly terrifying. At such a young age, in this situation, you remain so composed. But there’s no need to continue acting, right?”
Yang Zhiyong nodded in agreement: “Your Disguise Art is cultivated almost flawlessly, rare under heaven. But you’ve used it too many times—how could we not guard against it? You shouldn’t have disguised as Yang Yue; I’m too familiar with him, including his walking posture and subtle eye habits.”
Yang Qingxi said: “The wolf scouts planted by the Earth Wolf King Army were long controlled by me; they already came to report to me earlier. Li Weiyi, are you underestimating my ability too much, or overestimating yourself too much?”
“As expected of Sui Sect’s leader among the younger generation, with outstanding ability and wisdom.”
Li Weiyi dispelled the Disguise Art, restoring his true appearance, and added: “For Young Lady to treat a low-realm Martial Cultivator like me with such importance, Li feels deeply honored.”
Yang Qingxi and Yang Zhiyong both felt a strange sensation.
Clearly, it was a situation of knife and cutting board, turtle in a jar—why could the other remain so composed? Where did his confidence come from?
Yang Qingxi’s arm flicked lightly, and a strange sword thin as a long needle appeared in her hand, sharp and bright: “You don’t think you can escape today? Or do you believe the Earth Wolf King Army’s people can rescue you from my hands?”
Li Weiyi faced her, back to Yang Zhiyong: “Why so hasty, Young Lady? With Li Zhou’s Prefecture Leader here, are you still worried I’ll escape?”
At the third-floor railing.
Yao Qian, who was studying obscure ancient text on the bamboo slip, glanced below: “Guessing it’s me—indeed not simple. A person with a steady state of mind and meticulous thinking, just lacking some experience. Take him down first!”
“Swish!”
Yang Zhiyong stepped out, his figure leaping, wisps of Magic Energy overflowing from his mouth, nose, and arm pores, surging into the yard-long war halberd in his hand.
A deafening beast roar!
From the halberd blade of the war halberd, a green-light beast head rushed out, huge as a house, with sharp fangs.
Li Weiyi didn’t even turn around; with a whoosh, his footsteps shifted, his figure tracing an inconceivable trajectory, appearing in mid-air several zhang high, standing briefly above Yang Zhiyong’s head.
“So fast… so strange!”
Yang Zhiyong’s expression changed drastically.
Compared to their fierce battle in the alley last time, when he could completely suppress Li Weiyi, now he felt the other had shed his old self, reaching a height he could not attain.
“Boom!”
Li Weiyi stepped out, Magic Energy erupting from his sole, shockwaves surging wildly, executing one of Chan Sect Twelve Loose Hands: “Jade Cauldron Shakes Mountains and Rivers”.
Preparing to cultivate the sixth Combat Method Intent through this move.
A mystical scene manifested in the spacious hall’s mid-air.
A massive ancient jade cauldron, like a small mountain, condensed from Magic Energy, appeared under Li Weiyi’s feet, brilliantly glowing, heavy as ten thousand jin, as if to crush Yang Zhiyong to powder.
Its aura no weaker than any Five Seas Realm Martial Cultivator.
Yang Qingxi’s brows furrowed; she hadn’t expected Li Weiyi’s progress to be so terrifying, already possessing an extraordinary strong practitioner’s bearing, so she immediately slashed out a sword light bright as a starry river.
“Swish!”
Li Weiyi stepped on the cauldron in mid-air, striking out with one finger.
Behind him, the Combat Method Intent light shadow of a divine daughter’s figure manifested, three zhang tall, long hair flowing, joining him to strike out a finger force beam as thick as a wine cup.
“Crack!”
The finger force shattered the sword light, exploding it into countless sword marks that fell on surrounding pillars, walls, and ground, activating the formation Yang Qingxi had deployed here long ago, manifesting layers of formation light gauze.
Yang Zhiyong seized this chance to escape the jade cauldron’s suppression, rolling away.
“Rumble!”
The jade cauldron light shadow and the foot Li Weiyi stepped out landed on the ground.
Instantly, the floorboards exploded, the ground sank and cracked.
In just the blink of an eye, the three had completed one round of clash.
The beam-top gauze lantern shook nonstop.
Yang Zhiyong quickly stood, holding his halberd in defense, heartbeat racing like drumbeats. Just now, if not for Yang Qingxi’s timely sword rescue, in merely one round, he would likely have been severely injured by the opponent.
He had cultivated the Sixth Sea Pure Immortal Body.
“A three-zhang-tall Combat Method Intent—you’ve broken through to Five Seas Realm Fifth Realm?”
Yang Qingxi had cultivated the Seventh Sea Nine Springs Pure Immortal Body, yet now she dared not underestimate this opponent two realms below her.
Because this person possessed profound Martial Arts Attainment to defeat all enemies in five moves at the same realm; every move he made was exquisitely wondrous. After merging with Magic Power, one move could form phenomena like ancient seals, Yellow Dragon, jade cauldron, and more.
And the Combat Method Intent he cultivated could even commune with the divine.
Sui Sect knew far more about Li Weiyi’s talent and aptitude than other Martial Cultivators in the city.
Failing to kill Yang Zhiyong in one unexpected move, Li Weiyi felt deep regret; he really didn’t want to fight two at once.
He said: “In my hometown, there’s an old saying: a scholar who has been away for three days must be looked at with new eyes. I’m only Five Seas Realm Fifth Realm, and Young Lady Yang is already afraid?”
Other Martial Cultivators at Five Seas Realm Fourth Realm had two-zhang-tall Combat Method Intents.
But his was three zhang.
Too easy to cause misunderstanding.
“Afraid, not quite. It’s just become more troublesome to capture.”
Magic Energy scattered from under Yang Qingxi’s feet, vast and surging, filling the entire hall, turning into a fog sea.
Stream sounds arose, gurgling pleasantly.
Waterflow-like Combat Method Intent, like liquid vines, shuttled through space, encircling and enveloping Li Weiyi.
Li Weiyi stared fixedly at her Combat Method Intent: “Capture? You’re interested in the Martial Arts Moves I cultivate?”
“You, this person, actually interest me greatly too. Come!”
Yang Qingxi raised her sword and strode forward, her Combat Method Intent pressing toward Li Weiyi first.
“Boom!”
Li Weiyi also condensed a Combat Method Intent, resisting the intent stream’s impact.
Immediately after, he struck out with one finger, the light beam shooting out.
Yang Qingxi shifted to evade, stabbing out with a sword fast as flowing light and lightning, its sword light blinding.
Li Weiyi’s heavy sword flew out from its sheath on his back, falling into his hand, urged by Magic Energy, held horizontally like a shield to block. His figure sank accordingly, legs one forward one back in a bow stance for support.
“Bang!”
Just like that night, one stab one block.
The sword was needle-thin, yet its power immense, circles of shockwave ripples surging on the heavy sword’s blade.
After a brief standoff.
Li Weiyi ultimately couldn’t hold, retreating repeatedly. Each step left a deep footprint.
Meanwhile, Yang Qingxi’s Tai Xuan Needle in her hand seemed stuck to the heavy sword, constantly pressing him backward.
At the same time, Yang Zhiyong, watching from the side, finally seized the opportunity, swinging his war halberd down.
Li Weiyi glanced sideways, seeing the halberd blade falling, immediately abandoned the sword, stepping Qing Xu Cicada Escape Step, turning into a wisp of green smoke, escaping from under Yang Qingxi’s sword, also evading Yang Zhiyong’s war halberd assault.
Even as he pushed his Movement Technique speed to the limit, his clothing hem was still nicked by the Tai Xuan Needle, nearly penetrated his body.
“Bang!”
The heavy sword crashed to the ground.
Though Yang Qingxi had forced the opponent to abandon sword and flee, she felt no joy: “Impressive! Merely entering Five Seas Realm Fifth Realm, yet already possessing strength to fight Seventh Sea Martial Cultivators. If you reach Seventh Sea, won’t you be another Luan Sheng Lin You?”
Li Weiyi leaned against the wall, Magic Energy circulating ceaselessly in his body, slapping the wall with one palm: “This formation of yours shouldn’t have been deployed by Yao Qian, right?”
“Wanting to break the formation and escape?”
Yang Qingxi stood straight, yet instantly appeared from the ground to two zhang high at the hall’s center.
She stepped on the intent stream, jade light blooming from her body, like harboring a divine lamp within, executing one of Ten Absolute Sword Technique: “Soul Severing Ghost Absolute”.
Dense sword shadows blanketed the sky, emitting ear-piercing sword cries like ghostly wails and divine howls.
“Roar!”
Dragon’s Roar shook the ears.
The Yellow Dragon Sword appeared in Li Weiyi’s hand.
His gaze steady, battle intent ignited, one after another Combat Method Intent condensing around him.
“Swish!”
“Swish!”
……
Each additional Combat Method Intent increased his power fluctuations by ten percent, while a true body afterimage rushed out.
All five Combat Method Intents fully manifested, like five three-zhang-tall deities standing in the hall.
At this moment, the brothel turned into a solemn divine temple.
Five figures of Li Weiyi stood before the Combat Method Intents, five gods five people, striking out simultaneously, charging toward the sky-filling sword curtain.
Some pinched fingers, some formed palms, some gripped swords…
At the center, Li Weiyi’s true body stood as if atop the great sea, raising his sword overhead, slashing out a domineering Sea-Splitting Sword. Sword Qi and Yellow Dragon rushed out together, tearing open the sword curtain Yang Qingxi had slashed with full power.
Under the boost of five Combat Method Intents, he exploded with fourteenfold combat power.
“Rumble!”
The dense sword Qi of the Tai Xuan Needle overwhelmed Li Weiyi’s Combat Method Intents, several strands of sword Qi landing on him, his body heavily crashing into the formation light gauze behind.
At the same time, the Yellow Dragon Sword’s sword Qi also split open Yang Qingxi’s intent stream.
The Yellow Dragon light shadow thrust straight ahead, impacting her body, sending her flying backwards, crashing through a water-bucket-thick pillar, her body smashing into the second-floor wall and sliding down.
Fortunately, the formation protected it; otherwise, this brothel would have collapsed into ruins under the two’s all-out one-move clash just now.
In the instant of exploding with fourteenfold combat power, Li Weiyi’s combat power surged to rival the Seventh Sea Nine Springs Pure Immortal Body, able to contend evenly with Yang Qingxi.
Currently, his Magic Energy was only fourth-tier Qi; this state couldn’t be maintained indefinitely, only counting as a peak move.
On the third floor, Yao Qian’s eyes narrowed, moved.
If not for the New Year bell already tolling, he would have personally acted. Now, he could only be a spectator, his mood hard to describe.
