Chapter 107: Go Cheat! Go Ambush!
In the eyes of the thousands of spectators, Xue Yuan seemed to have a deep-seated grudge against Jiang Ce, unleashing an angry strike right from the start.
The sky-obscuring golden hand reappeared.
“Buddha’s Light First Appears!”
Xue Yuan roared, slamming his right hand down fiercely.
Jiang Ce watched the golden hand approach, but what he thought was.
My Buddha’s Light First Appears your grandma! Where’s the light?! Damn it, I can’t see a thing!
But his hands didn’t slow down at all, frantically forming seals.
At the same time, he shouted, “If heaven had not given birth to Jiang Ce, swordsmanship through the ages would be an eternal long night. Swords, come!”
In the areas of the venue not far from him, the long swords at the waists of the sword-cultivating Daoist Priests seemed to resonate, unsheathing one after another with ceaseless clear ringing sounds.
“Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!”
With Jiang Ce’s command, over a hundred long swords pointed their sharp edges straight at the golden hand, showing no retreat.
For a moment, the scene was like the World-Saving Buddha battling a peerless Sword Immortal, locked in mutual confrontation, on the verge of clash.
Clearly both Sixth Rank, John’s previous combat power had been astonishing enough, but in front of Xue Yuan and Jiang Ce, it was like starlight compared to the bright moon, utterly insignificant.
Whether Daoist Sect or Buddhist Sect, some Jianghu sorcerers now wore bitter expressions.
The gap was simply too great; witnessing this level of clash firsthand was enough to harshly shatter their long-held confidence and drive to advance.
The representatives on the viewing platform clicked their tongues in wonder, all sighing that the Yangtze River’s later waves push the earlier ones.
Only True Person Qin, True Person Wang, and a few other sword cultivators sensed something amiss.
Jiang Ce shouted fiercely, and the hundred-plus long swords were indeed intimidating, but as swordsmanship grandmasters or even Sword Immortals, not one of them sensed the most crucial thing—Sword Intent.
Suddenly, Li Xi’s words woke everyone up.
He was somewhat uncertain but still muttered, “Why does this feel so much like our Maoshan Object Manipulation Technique?”
Xue Yuan in the venue didn’t understand Sword Intent and was clearly awed by the grand spectacle, his attention entirely on those flying swords, completely failing to notice Jiang Ce’s true intent.
Suddenly, Xue Yuan felt a bout of dizziness surge up.
The next moment, he actually lost control of Buddha’s Palm.
The golden hand shattered explosively a zhang above Jiang Ce’s head, turning into specks of golden light that drifted down.
“Broke the technique?”
“But his swords didn’t even move.”
“How did he do it?”
Everyone discussed animatedly.
Li Xi was now completely certain: “Damn, it really is Object Manipulation Technique! He actually used our Maoshan’s Object Manipulation Technique to bluff people, damn him!”
True Person Qin was visibly awkward, then couldn’t help but chuckle, while mockingly murmuring to himself: “It’s only been a few days, how could he possibly cultivate Sword Intent? I was overthinking it after all.”
Xue Yuan steadied himself, his hatred for Jiang Ce reaching an irredeemable peak.
“Despicable villain, you actually ambushed me!”
Jiang Ce’s expression grew solemn; he had just gone all out, pushing Golden Liquid Divine Elixir Compendium to its limit.
That was strength enough to make even Third Rank spit blood, yet Xue Yuan only felt slightly dizzy with no further abnormalities.
This showed that Xue Yuan not only cultivated Mental Energy, but it was probably not weaker than Jiang Ce’s.
But he still didn’t spare him verbally: “Society is complex; you can’t view things so simplistically. For example, if I say I’m using a sword, does that mean I’m really using a sword?
Or, just because it looks like I ambushed you, does that mean I only ambushed you?”
Xue Yuan was stunned, suddenly realizing something, and turned to look back.
Only to see the Sixth Rank Buddhist Cultivators behind him who hadn’t fought yet already sprawled in chaos.
The aftershocks of Jiang Ce’s attack on Xue Yuan had simultaneously covered the unprepared others, instantly stripping them of combat ability.
Xue Yuan turned back, grinding his teeth: “Despicable!”
“Heh, have you ever experienced real slaughter? Your enemies won’t fight you fairly; you have no idea how insidious and terrifying the Gluttonous Ghost is!”
Jiang Ce stood with hands behind his back, his words carrying some hesitation and sorrow.
Xue Yuan was taken aback, his malice toward Jiang Ce inexplicably diminishing slightly.
Though he was indeed detestable, everyone who had battled the Gluttonous Ghost to the death deserved respect.
Looking at him, he must have gone through quite a lot.
Many in the venue were infected by Jiang Ce’s somewhat sorrowful emotion.
Most of them were heads-down cultivators without real combat experience, let alone slaughter, and immediately felt deep respect for Jiang Ce; under the filter effect, everyone overlooked the fact that Jiang Ce had ambushed.
Even Ci En couldn’t help but praise: “This child will achieve great things in the future.”
The Old Celestial Master nodded in agreement, but since Jiang Ce wasn’t his true Disciple, how much was sincere and how much regretful only he knew.
Only the Gatekeeper in the corner got goosebumps in this atmosphere.
Even Qin Shen Bo couldn’t help but complain: “I remember he immediately ambushed back right away.”
“And more insidious and terrifying than the Gluttonous Ghost.” Liang Zhi Che added.
Xuan Qing warned in a low voice: “Speak no more.”
But from his expression, it was clear he thought the same.
“I understand, you’re right; I was too easily swayed by personal emotions.”
Xue Yuan solemnly bowed to Jiang Ce:
“Thank you for your contributions to the fight against the Gluttonous Ghost, so I’ll get serious now.”
Jiang Ce was instantly stunned: “Hey wait, that’s not what I meant.”
“Second form, Golden Summit Buddha Lamp; third form, Buddha Moves Mountains and Rivers!”
Xue Yuan took a deep breath, spreading his arms, actually summoning two Ancient Buddha Golden Bodies dozens of zhang tall, clamping Jiang Ce between them left and right.
One Ancient Buddha had a Green Lamp shining behind, the other had endless rivers and mountains behind.
Jiang Ce felt the Buddhist Charm that made even him scalp tingle, completely dumbfounded.
He thought Xue Yuan was like John, one-trick pony, and breaking the golden hand meant success.
Who knew this Monk was like a freaking ghost, a Sixth Rank body rivaling gods, simply inhuman!
Pure Mental Energy attacks were useless now; surprise moves could only be used once, not repeatedly.
Helplessly, Jiang Ce activated the Seven Star Sword Formation in his dantian, a huge seven-pointed star diagram appearing behind him.
He planned to use sevenfold amplified Mental Energy for a direct clash; as for Golden Bell Shield, it was his last resort bottom card.
“Maoshan Object Manipulation Technique again, and Quanzhen Sect’s Seven Star Sword Formation; this Disciple of yours knows quite a lot.”
Ci En said with a smile.
The Old Celestial Master casually replied: “He studies everywhere usually, spends little time at Celestial Master’s Mansion, so his learnings are miscellaneous.”
“I thought he’d use Lightning Magic.”
The Old Celestial Master chuckled, not responding.
But inwardly he was regretting hard; who knew Ci En hid so deeply? He thought Jiang Ce’s Mental Energy alone made him invincible at the same rank, never expecting Buddhist Sect to have a Monster like Xue Yuan; if he’d known, he should’ve really taught him some Lightning Magic.
At that moment, True Person Wang seemed to notice something, astonished: “This seven-pointed star diagram is a bit strange.”
True Person Qin looked intently upon hearing, immediately frowning: “It’s an inverted seven-pointed star; he’s fused more than one sorcery.”
The instant he summoned Seven Star Sword Formation, somehow Jiang Ce suddenly felt Power surging, unaware that this seven-pointed star diagram, failed twice before and useless since, had changed, now madly draining the Spiritual Energy in his body.
Those seven Mental Energy orbs also changed color, completely unlike previous experiments—not pure element-attached Mental Energy, but aggregates filled with different negative emotions.
Pride, envy, wrath, sloth, greed, gluttony, and lust!
With Jiang Ce’s urging, they wrapped around crystalline Spiritual Energy bursting out, rapidly slamming into the two Ancient Buddha Golden Bodies, emitting harsh metallic clash and friction sounds.
Each impact left a dent on the Ancient Buddha Golden Bodies, with residual filthy Spiritual Energy madly eroding inward.
The Ancient Buddhas seemed linked to Xue Yuan.
Amid the nonstop bombardment, Xue Yuan’s expression shifted wildly, feeling Wicked Thoughts erupting in his heart, uncontrollably.
Especially the anger reaching its peak.
Somehow, he suddenly felt an urge to crush Jiang Ce with full force.
