Chapter 78: One Sword Frost Cold
Just then, Ming Zhaoshuang saw Qin Feilong had recovered and was charging towards them again.
Ming Zhaoshuang turned her head and said, “Senior Brother Qin! The formation you used in the Grand Competition before, draw another one!”
“His bloodline is too pure; the Dragon Breath Eruption Formation has no suppressive effect on him.”
Qin Feilong thrust his sword towards the Gu Diao’s fins and said, turning his head:
“It will only stop it for one breath at most.”
One breath.
That would be enough!
Ming Zhaoshuang slashed fiercely and said, “Senior Brother Qin, just one breath is all I need to make it obediently fall from the sky!”
Qin Feilong no longer hesitated and nodded, saying:
“Alright! Please buy me some time.”
Saying this, Qin Feilong cut open his palm with his sword, and his blood seeped into the soil. He raced along, marking the important formation points of the Dragon Breath Eruption Formation.
The others then worked together to create a good environment for Qin Feilong.
While protecting Qin Feilong, Ji Qi was fiercely bitten by the Gu Diao, losing a large chunk of flesh from his back, and blood splattered all over him.
If Qin Feilong hadn’t thrown him a magical artifact in time, he would have likely lost his life on the spot!
But even so, Ji Qi lost his ability to fight.
They didn’t know what Ming Zhaoshuang intended to do, but they all chose to trust her unconditionally.
Finally, after a quarter of an hour, Qin Feilong propped himself up with his sword, and blood flowed out from beneath the Gu Diao, emitting a golden light.
“Dragon Breath Eruption Formation, complete!”
“Chen Xing, carry me!”
Just then, Ming Zhaoshuang held her sword, Fushuang, and lightly exclaimed, “Towards the Gu Diao’s wings!”
The crowd was startled by this, as the Gu Diao’s wings were its strongest part. If they went there, let alone fighting the Gu Diao, it would be a challenge just to escape from it.
Ming Chenxing did not doubt her and rode his spirit sword towards the Gu Diao.
The Gu Diao’s wings were large and black, full of power.
Ming Zhaoshuang took a deep breath, recalling the first move from the Number One Sword Technique Under Heaven she had been practicing with Fushuang these past few days.
She had practiced it countless times and had developed a bit of a tacit understanding with Fushuang.
She just didn’t know how powerful this sword strike would be.
Ming Zhaoshuang raised her hand and threw dozens of Explosion Talismans and Lightning Talismans, attacking the Gu Diao’s wings.
The Gu Diao let out a pained screech and lunged at Ming Zhaoshuang!
As long as… as long as it was one sword strike.
Ming Zhaoshuang’s eyes slowly opened, as if dyed with wind and snow.
Cold ice permeated the tip of Fushuang’s sword, bringing a bone-chilling cold. A torrent of spiritual flow erupted violently, and Ming Zhaoshuang, with all her might, slashed fiercely at the Gu Diao.
“One Sword Frost Cold!”
Once a frosty edge of wind and snow shone, a swift sword like a shooting star.
The Gu Diao’s pupils widened instantly but were pinned down by Qin Feilong’s formation, unable to move!
The sword fell, blood splattered, and the Gu Diao let out a painful, long cry. Its massive wings crashed down from the sky, kicking up dust.
Missing one wing, the Gu Diao began to sway in the air.
Ming Zhaoshuang, consequently, lost all her strength and almost fell from Ming Chenxing’s sword.
Ming Chenxing was about to carry her away from the battlefield when Ming Zhaoshuang forcefully grabbed his collar and panted softly:
“Chen Xing, strike it down!”
The Gu Diao’s defense, attack, speed, and burst power were all impeccable.
It had no weaknesses all over its body, yet it had one fatal flaw: it had no feet and could not leave the water.
As long as they knocked it down, they would win half the battle.
Upon hearing this, Ming Chenxing immediately summoned another long sword, concentrated the remaining spiritual energy around him, and attacked the Gu Diao’s eyes.
Missing one wing, the Gu Diao couldn’t dodge and could only be slaughtered.
Blood splattered, and the Gu Diao’s body, like a kite with a broken string, fell into the muddy ground.
Its fish-like lower body twitched a few times, as if still struggling.
Ming Chenxing, carrying Ming Zhaoshuang, also descended rapidly.
Seeing this, the crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He Qingqing gave Ming Zhaoshuang a thumbs-up and said:
“As expected of Junior Sister Ming, truly formidable.”
The remaining few people also looked at Ming Zhaoshuang with admiration.
Ming Zhaoshuang smiled and said to He Jiusi:
“Senior Brother He, use fire to surround it. Don’t let it touch water!”
Upon hearing this, He Jiusi immediately unleashed all his remaining spiritual power, releasing a wall of fire about ten feet high, securely surrounding the Gu Diao.
Seeing the blazing fire scorching the Gu Diao’s body, yet it dared not approach, Ming Zhaoshuang finally relaxed and said to everyone:
“It’s not me who is formidable, it’s all the credit of my senior brothers and sisters.”
She could only rely on Fushuang being a divine tool, the buffs given by Shen Liqian, and Qin Feilong trapping the Gu Diao to be able to sever one of its wings.
Now that the Gu Diao couldn’t reach water, and once it was thoroughly roasted by He Jiusi, it would wither and die on this land without them needing to do anything.
Ji Qi was the most seriously injured, so everyone let Shen Liqian treat him first.
The remaining people had very little spiritual power left, especially Ming Zhaoshuang. She was so exhausted that she didn’t even have the ability to circulate spiritual energy through her meridians for rapid recovery.
She could only sit on the ground, breathing lightly, relying on the System to recover.
After a great battle, seeing that the dust had finally settled, they all relaxed.
To the extent that they did not notice, behind them, eight scions of noble families were whispering not far away.
Zhao Congbai said, “I didn’t expect they would actually have the means to slay the Gu Diao, but it’s a pity they ran into us.”
Qian Ye said, “When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. I didn’t expect to gain such a harvest from one trip into the Talisman Saint’s Secret Realm.”
Sun Qianshan, however, her eyebrows bristling, said, “What do you mean by that?”
Zhao Conghua said, “What, Eldest Young Lady Sun is so foolish? Don’t you understand the principle of killing people to seize their treasures?”
Qian Songdao chuckled lewdly and said, “We can only blame them for being stupid and not killing the Gu Diao immediately. They can’t blame us.”
Although their strength was indeed no match for the disciples of the Ao Tian Sect, and not a single one had reached the Late Golden Core stage, they were lucky! They stumbled upon such a great opportunity.
Now, out of the ten people from the Ao Tian Sect, apart from those two Talisman Cultivators, only Shen Liqian still had combat capability. However, Shen Liqian was currently focused on treating Ji Qi and likely couldn’t spare a hand.
As for those two Talisman Cultivators, although both were in the Golden Core Mid-stage, they were not adept at combat.
This was precisely the opportune moment for the four great noble families to make their move.
Li Mu, the eldest son of the Li family, nodded in agreement:
“We can spare their lives, but the Gu Diao, we must obtain it.”
Even Sun Qianshan’s younger sister, Sun Qianhe, persuaded her, saying, “Yes, elder sister. There’s not much else in the Talisman Saint’s Secret Realm. If we miss this opportunity, we don’t know if we’ll ever get another chance.”
Sun Qianshan was both angry and annoyed upon hearing this, but she was helpless. After cursing them as despicable and shameless, she left the seven of them and went to hunt spiritual beasts alone.
Sun Qianhe watched her retreating back, frowned, and said, “Don’t mind her, she’s just an old fossil.”
Zhao Congbai extended a hand, gently squeezed Sun Qianhe’s waist, and smiled:
“You’re the sensible one. When I snatch the Gu Diao and improve my cultivation, you’ll have a good life.”
Sun Qianhe playfully chided, “I can’t have less than half of the reward for the Gu Diao.”
Hearing this, Zhao Congbai lost the mood for teasing.
He raised his sword, shouted to the crowd, and said, “Brothers, charge! Everyone gets a share of the opportunity dropped by the Gu Diao!”
With that, the remaining seven scions of noble families charged towards Ming Zhaoshuang and the others on their spirit swords, their presence imposing!
