Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 366: Supreme Sword

High above in the sky, six Fusion experts clashed, their respective mighty abilities on full display. The cultivators below watched in awe, dazzled by the spectacle; even Lu Yang and his four companions stared unblinkingly. Battles between Fusion cultivators were a rare sight to witness.

Only one person was not in the mood to observe the battle, instead glaring at the archaic cultivator couple with gritted teeth.

“Damn archaic cultivators! Why are you everywhere?!” Vice Creed Leader Shi from the barbeque shop wished he could join the battle to pummel the husband and wife. It’d be best if I could kill them and refine them into corpse puppets to vent my anger.

Regardless of the battle’s outcome, the authorities would sweep the area. Due to safety considerations, the Qing Province Grand Ceremony was bound to be cut short. The ceremony was meant to last eight days, yet it would have to come to an abrupt halt after just two.

He had come to Qing Province for fieldwork, hoping to determine whether there was a market for a barbecue shop here, as well as to understand local preferences for skewer types, so that he could tailor and localize his offerings accordingly.

Ultimately, barbeque proved to be a hit in Qing Province, showing a promising future. He even planned to make use of the Qing Province Grand Ceremony to make a name for the barbeque shop and break into the local market.

Now, everything has gone up in smoke.

“Archaic cultivators, huh? Just you wait, don’t let me run into you!”

In terms of cultivation and combat prowess, I far surpass the other three vice leaders. My joining the fray would definitely make it a one-sided victory.

Unfortunately, my identity is too sensitive. I can’t participate. I’m screwed if my true identity gets exposed.

~~~

“Sky and Day Swap!”[1] The male cultivator formed hand seals, and gloomy clouds appeared, blotting out the sun. The sky instantly turned pitch-black, so dark that one couldn’t see their hands before them. Eerie sounds of grinding teeth echoed in the darkness, as if some colossal creature was gnawing bones.

“Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts!” This time, it was the female cultivator who hollered. She unleashed boundless black mist that hovered mid-air and gradually coalesced into myriad ghost souls—tiger-henchman ghosts, alluring ghosts, saber ghosts, and corpse-borrowing ghosts...

The ghost legion was silent with a deathly atmosphere looming over them, like an army of deceased souls ready to capsize the mortal world. Without the barrier formed by the rules, the deathly aura of the hundred ghosts would have turned the mountain barren and left no living souls.

Despite knowing the area below was safe, some timid spectators trembled in fear, hoping they could flee.

“Listen well, don’t be scared. With the provincial governor present, these are nothing but unpresentable, cheap tricks,” the Fusion cultivator sustaining the rules told Lu Yang’s group.

Through their conversation, they learned that his name was Xia Qun, and he was at the Basic Fusion Stage. “Besides, the provincial governor wields the national fortune. It’s more than enough to deal with this bunch of archaic Fusion cultivators who have never seen the world. I wonder when I can become a provincial governor myself.

“Don’t stand on ceremony with me. Truth be told, I’m fated with the Five Great Immortal Sects. You might consider me half a senior brother to you all.”

“You have joined an immortal sect before, Lord Xia?” Lan Ting was puzzled.

“That I haven’t. However, I did participate in the entrance exams of your immortal sects. The questions were brutally difficult, you know? I was eliminated in the first round and missed becoming your senior brother by just a fraction. It’s not presumptuous to call myself half a senior brother, right?”

Lan Ting, “...”

“I was planning to try my luck at the Dao-Seeking Sect next. On the way there, I happened to take the imperial examinations, and I somehow passed. That’s how I made it into officialdom.” Xia Qun’s entertaining chattiness dispelled the group’s tension.

“As I thought, you are heretical cultivators!” The provincial governor held his official seal as endless energy surged into him. His aura climbed relentlessly, making the archaic couple’s eyelids twitch at how their opponent was getting infinitely close to the Transcendent Tribulation Stage.

The provincial governor emitted a glow that resembled the rays of dawn shattering the darkness. A wisp of the glimmering light suddenly erupted, dispersing the darkness and the hundred ghosts’ deathly aura, though the ghost legion remained, brandishing their weapons and flaunting their might.

Behind the male cultivator was a grotesque ghost monster. It was the size of a mountain and held a bone club, capable of plucking the sun and stars.

“Attack!” At the female cultivator’s command, the grand army of the hundred ghosts charged toward the provincial governor’s side.

“Leave these people to me. Twelve-Storied Layered Tower!”[2] Daoist Leader Zhang stood at the forefront, emitting a strange nasal sound.

A golden tower materialized above the hundred ghosts, emanating boundless spirit charm. The hundred-ghost army wailed in anguish as half perished.

“As expected of the Layered Tower Temple, which often deals with problems related to ghosts. The Twelve-Storied Layered Tower is as effective as ever,” Dean Hong teased as he flipped open Words of Sages. Characters on the pages seemed to have come alive, rushing toward what remained of the hundred-ghost army.

“Confucian methods—Summon Characters As Soldiers. Pity a crude person like me can’t master it.” Sect Leader Mi said enviously as he watched Dean Hong battle by just moving his fingers. “If I can’t master it, then so be it.” With a loud yell, Sect Leader Mi went berserk. His eyes glazed over, and he lost his mind, resembling a frenzied ape as he pounced at the female cultivator.

When she blocked him with her fists, she was shocked to realize that Sect Leader Mi, who was merely at the Intermediate Fusion stage, was comparable to her in strength, despite her being at the Apex Fusion Stage.

“Looks like it’s a boost in power with temporary sanity loss as the cost.” The female cultivator figured out Sect Leader Mi’s method in just a few blows. “Nothing to fear!” Combat isn’t just a contest of strength.

“Then what if you add us two?!” Daoist Leader Zhang and Dean Hong joined the assault on the female cultivator after settling the hundred ghosts.

~~~

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battlefield, the provincial governor summoned a Mountain-Moving Sage to hurl a mountain at the male cultivator’s ghost monster, which tried to intercept the attack with its bone club.

The moment the mountain formed from national fortune touched the bone club, the resulting explosion scattered even the dark clouds above.

This time, the provincial governor summoned an Axe-Wielding Sage. It raised its giant axe, slashing it at the male cultivator. The latter barely fended off the attack with his ghost monster, which was now bleeding black blood from its chest.

“Heh, to cultivate the Heaven-Earth Dharma Manifestation into such monstrosity can be counted as talent, I suppose,” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy mocked, turning her nose up at the male cultivator’s methods. “Or does the manifestation follow one’s heart? Perhaps he enjoys looking this hideous?”

“Who will win?” Lu Yang secretly asked.

“Great Xia, of course. Their overall combat force is one level above the enemy’s, and they are supported by the national fortune, which can defend and attack. How are these archaic cultivators supposed to win?”

“Is that so?” Lu Yang was pensive. Something just feels amiss.

“You forced my hand!” The male cultivator burst into rage, fishing out a pair of golden scissors that transformed into two golden dragons. They soared through the sky and let out cries of dragons, disrupting the waves of spirit qi across the battlefield.

The appearance of the golden dragons was like a pebble thrown into a still lake, sending ripples across the entire surface. The spirit qi in the whole of Qing Province fluctuated.

“A magical treasure refined by a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator!” The provincial governor had seen such magical treasures before in the imperial capital. Fusion cultivators could only activate them at great cost.

“Fortunately, we husband and wife had sacrificed an entire city’s population before falling into deep slumber. Otherwise, activating the Golden Dragon Shears would really have been challenging.”

“Go!” The male cultivator ordered the two golden dragons to coil around the ghost monster’s arms as they lunged toward the provincial governor for the kill.

The provincial governor activated the power of the nation’s fortune, which morphed into a sword as long as a river, one side carved with ten thousand civilians, and the other with mountains and rivers.

“Supreme Sword Projection! The provincial governor is going all out!” Xia Qun gasped. “The last time this was used, it cost him three months of bedroom affairs.

“Let me tell you, using the Supreme Sword Projection comes at a heavy cost, but its effects are undeniably impressive. Unless a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator appears, the provincial governor will be able to slaughter these two archaic cultivators.”

The Supreme Sword Projection and the Golden Dragon Ghost Monster clashed, producing a resplendent light that forced everyone to shut their eyes.

“Who won?” No one could determine which side was stronger.

As the smoke cleared, the Supreme Sword Projection shattered, the golden dragons disappeared, the Golden Dragon Shears snapped, the ghost monster was bisected at the waist with black blood bleeding profusely, and the male cultivator was severely weakened, spitting out blood.

In contrast, the provincial governor was in glowing spirits, as if the collision hadn’t happened.

“The provincial governor won!” Cheers erupted among the cultivators below.

Sect Leader Mi and the others also heaved a sigh of relief. If the provincial governor had been defeated, it would be an uphill battle to stop these two archaic cultivators.

Clap. Clap. Clap.

A rhythmic clapping sound could be heard, faint yet overpowering. After three claps, silence gripped everyone.

A figure in red appeared in the center of the battlefield, treading the air. When people tried to probe with their spiritual consciousness, they sensed not a single trace of spirit energy within him, just like a mortal.

But how could a mortal possibly be here?

The corners of his mouth curled into a smile as he slowly said, “I’ve long heard about the Great Xia’s extraordinary national fortune. I have seen it for myself today that it truly lives up to its name. It can protect the civilians, enhance one’s cultivation realm and combat prowess, even manifesting as sword projections.

“Although I can’t tell what sword this is, the fact that a mere projection could slice through a Transcendent-Tribulation-tier magical treasure implies that it must be above the Transcendent Tribulation Stage.

“Looks like my painstakingly arranging this battle wasn’t in vain. I have gained a lot.”

The provincial governor’s expression was grave, wary about this formidable opponent. “You arranged this?”

I was right to be puzzled. The secret domain was deemed safe after an inspection, with no slumbering archaic cultivators. So where had these two archaic cultivators come from?

Now I understand—there’s someone behind these two cultivators.

~~~

Below, Meng Jingzhou panicked. “The provincial governor’s expression looks grim. The other party is a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator!” If a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator runs amok here, who could stop him?

“What do we do?” Meng Jingzhou transmitted an auditory message to Lu Yang.

“It’s fine. The other party can’t stir up any waves.” Lu Yang was composed.

“What makes you so confident?”

Meng Jingzhou turned in surprise.

Beside Lu Yang stood a peerlessly beautiful woman with an icy demeanor.

Xia Qun didn’t dare breathe.

“Big Senior Sister?!”

Lu Yang had long suspected that someone was behind this incident. To be safe, he had summoned Yun Zhi here in advance.

1. The idiom refers to a grand deception where something is swapped out without others noticing. ☜

2. The Twelve-Storied Layered Tower also refers to the windpipe in Daoism. ☜

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