Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 361: I. Admit. Defeat.

Truth be told, when the Unbeatable Golden Core provided such a meticulous proposal, Lu Yang was awestruck.

Previously, the Unbeatable Golden Core only provided two suggestions—either flee for his life or fight as he wished—making Lu Yang treat the Unbeatable Golden Core merely as a cultivation detection tool.

I never expected that it could really offer reliable strategies against formidable opponents.

As expected of a golden core endorsed by the Everlasting Immortal Fairy!

“Hehe, now you know how amazing my Unbeatable Golden Core is!” It was a rare chance the Everlasting Immortal Fairy got to be smug. She climbed out of bed, conjured a chair, and plopped down, crossing her legs and swinging her foot idly. “From now on, you have to show this immortal more respect! My abilities are far more than this!

“My shoulders are sore. Massage them.” She gestured for Lu Yang to serve her.

As Yun Zhi’s little junior brother, the number one cultivator among peers of his age, the number one Golden Core cultivator in the Sword Dao, and a disciple of the Dao-Seeking Sect’s leader, Lu Yang couldn’t find any fault with massaging an immortal senior.

“Is this force acceptable?”

“Use more force. Mmm~, that’s more like it.” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy was satisfied with Lu Yang’s attitude.

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The moment Bai Ming surrendered, the crowd erupted in an uproar. None of them had expected Bai Ming to lose so quickly. Since Lu Yang and Bai Ming were fellow disciples of immortal sects at the Basic Golden Core Stage, the spectators had assumed that there shouldn’t have been a significant difference in strength.

“It’s said that Bai Ming is proficient in five-elements spells, yet he only cast metal- and earth-type spells before admitting defeat?”

“What else could he have done? Stay buried underground forever?”

“Bai Ming was robbed! He didn’t even get to showcase his full strength before being restrained.”

A seasoned cultivator from the Demon Suppression Pass scoffed at their comments. “Robbed? Who cares about such things on the battlefield? You think enemies will foolishly wait for you to unleash every technique?”

The chastised person stammered, unable to retort.

“Old Teacher Kang, have you identified Lu Yang’s golden core yet?” A group of Golden Core cultivators in the front row of the audience was still waiting for the old scholar’s answer. Even if none of them had the talent to form a first-grade golden core in their lifetimes, broadening their horizons and witnessing it firsthand would at least give them some bragging rights.

Old Teacher Kang nearly yanked out his white beard from stroking it all this time, yet he still couldn’t decipher Lu Yang’s golden core. “With Bai Ming and Yan Tianzhi, there are at least clues, even if I can’t determine their exact golden cores. Bai Ming’s golden core is related to the Five Elements, while Yan Tianzhi’s is related to suppression. But for Lu Yang’s... forgive this old man’s failing eyes, I truly can’t discern anything.”

Old Teacher Kang shook his head. The diversity of golden cores in the Dao-Seeking Sect is so wildly varied that even if I have seen countless golden cores and possess the qualifications to appraise golden cores across Qing Province, I still can’t recognize them all in the Dao-Seeking Sect.

The Imperial Capital Academy had a consensus—anyone who could recognize even thirty to forty percent of the golden cores in the Dao-Seeking Sect would be considered a sage among scholars.

“Perhaps Lu Yang’s golden core is unprecedented.”

At this Golden Core Appreciation Convention, he could only roughly determine Lan Ting’s Genesis Golden Core and Meng Jingzhou’s Pure Yang Golden Core. To give Meng Jingzhou some prestige, he diplomatically renamed Meng Jingzhou’s Singel’s Golden Core to “Pure Yang Golden Core” to sound more dignified.

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On the stage, Lan Ting was still locked in an arduous battle with Lu Yang’s lotus clone, unease gnawing at her heart.

Out of the corner of her eye, she had seen all of Bai Ming’s hair fall off after a single Arhat Fist strike. She was terrified that Lu Yang’s clone might chuck the Qingfeng Sword aside and unleash a round of Arhat Fist on her too.

Best to keep my distance.

Lan Ting pulled away from Lu Yang’s clone and pulled out a palm-sized box from her identity jade tablet.

“What’s this?” With his spiritual consciousness, Lu Yang’s clone detected stacks of talismans inside the box, along with an array at the bottom, one that he couldn’t help but find familiar.

Lan Ting didn’t keep him in suspense. “After returning to the immortal palace, I spent days and nights studying the Automatic Skewering Array. Unfortunately, my talent in arrays is limited and couldn’t yield any results. The bamboo skewers would keep launching at alarming speeds.

“Thus, I decided to change my line of thinking. If sticks can be fired with the array, why not talismans? With this idea, I modified the array, miniaturized it, and replaced the bamboo skewers with talismans.”

Lan Ting aimed the box at Lu Yang’s clone and activated the array. Talismans shot out in rapid succession, transforming into lightning, flames, and wind blades midair. Each was meticulously designed by Lan Ting, capable of severely injuring Golden Core cultivators.

Lu Yang’s eyelids twitched.

Boom!

Crack!

Smack!

Every talisman unleashed a unique attack, relentlessly crashing into Lu Yang’s clone with a discordance of different sounds. Smoke engulfed the arena as the talismans exploded.

Wielding the Qingfeng Sword before himself, his wrists flicked tirelessly to deflect the onslaught.

When the last talisman detonated, the smoke cleared, revealing a battered but intact Lu Yang.

“Impressive, Senior Brother Lu Yang. How about double firepower?” Lan Ting produced two more wooden boxes filled with talismans, aiming them both at Lu Yang’s clone.

Just as Lan Ting was about to launch another barrage of attacks, she saw Lu Yang’s main body walking toward her with a grin. “Bai Ming has already admitted defeat. You’re the only one left.”

“He lost?” Lan Ting was dumbfounded. She was too engrossed in firing her bombardment of talismans to notice what was happening on Bai Ming’s side. It’s only been a while, yet he has already lost?

She turned to see Bai Ming sulking at the judges’ platform.

She turned back and assessed Lu Yang and his clone, concluding that her odds of winning were dismal. “Forget it. I’ll admit defeat too.”

~~~

Meanwhile, Meng Jingzhou and Yan Tianzhi were still engaged in an intense battle. Yan Tianzhi resembled a real taotie that could devour all beings with incomparable ferociousness.

However, Meng Jingzhou was even fiercer. Opening his mouth, he used the mighty ability “Swallowing Heaven,” which he had just learned from Lu Yang, and inhaled all ambient spirit qi into his mouth.

“Pah!”

The spirit qi was compressed to the extreme in his mouth, forming perfect spheres that hurtled toward Yan Tianzhi.

Yan Tianzhi dared not touch the spirit qi balls and dodged.

Meng Jingzhou sneered. “Let’s see how many times you can dodge! Pah, pah, pah!”

Three spirit qi spheres restricted Yan Tianzhi’s movements. His eyes narrowed, and another tattoo flickered.

“Shield Ghost!”

A menacing shield-bearing Ghost King materialized, raising its shield before Yan Tianzhi to block the spirit qi balls, which exploded on contact.

Shield Ghost was Yan Tianzhi’s battle tattoo from the Foundation Establishment Stage.

“I refuse to believe this! Pah!”

A continuous stream of spirit qi spheres was spat out from Meng Jingzhou’s mouth, the attacks sustained as long as his saliva lasted.

His mouth was getting parched, and he fished out a bottle gourd from his identity jade pendant. After drinking some water, Meng Jingzhou advised, “Brother, let me offer you one piece of advice. Admit defeat early to spare everyone the trouble. Don’t wait till I beat you so bad you can’t even crawl. Just imagine how that would sound if word gets out.”

Yan Tianzhi was enraged, enunciating every word. “I. Admit. Defeat.”

Meng Jingzhou was over the moon. He’s so easy to talk to! He jumped off the stage to wait for Lu Yang.

Then, he heard the second half of Yan Tianzhi’s sentence.

“In. Your Dreams. Your. Grandfather!”

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