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Chapter 251 - 210: Seven Swords Battle Nascent Soul (Please Subscribe)

Chapter 251: Chapter 210: Seven Swords Battle Nascent Soul (Please Subscribe)

A lofty mountain range.

This mountain, located at the border of Zheng Country, lacked any trace of spiritual energy.

A sword light descended, revealing the figure of Fang Xing.

He looked at the bare cliff in front of him and smiled slightly, chanting a few spells.

A white orb of light emerged, filled with countless tadpole-shaped runes, and violently struck the cliff.

Boom!

The cliff rippled like water, revealing a cave.

It seemed that a sword was singing from within.

Fang Xing smiled indifferently and flicked his finger, similarly sending out a sword.

"So it turns out to be Master Fang!"

The array automatically opened, and a Core Formation Sword Cultivator with an expressionless face stepped out—it was Wind Master Uncle.

He had originally been chosen as the commander of an assault troop to attack the Heavenly Waterfall Sect. After succeeding in annihilating the sect, he was stationed there.

In terms of status, he was approximately equal to Fang Xing.

However, both his cultivation and the cultivators he had brought were a cut above.

Fang Xing had also heard from a communication spell from the Heavenly Sword Sect while on the run and had decided to visit.

The inside of the cave was embedded with many fist-sized Night Pearls, making it not dark at all but surprisingly bright.

Deeper inside, there was a spring, from which wisps of spiritual energy continually emerged and condensed like fog.

Next to the spring were several cushions, on which a few cultivators were seated cross-legged. Some of them had snow-white complexions, clearly heavily injured.

The three armies involved in this operation had all been ambushed, so naturally not one had fared well.

Fang Xing glanced around and noticed three Fake Cores and a Core Formation cultivator from the Outer Sect, presumably surnamed "Zhang."

"What exactly is the situation? I only received the communication through a Flying Sword, saying the rear camp suffered a great defeat... What about Master Fu’s side?"

Fang Xing asked.

"The gates of the Myriad Beasts Sect have indeed been seized..."

Master Wind Uncle shook his head lightly. "However, it wasn’t a Nascent Soul who made the move, but a False Infant cultivator."

"False Infant? I believe I’ve read about it somewhere in a book..."

Fang Xing’s eyes flickered slightly.

"On the Demon Path, they resort to crooked and evil methods to cultivate a peculiar ’Nascent Soul.’ If a Core Formation cultivator refines it, they can become a ’False Infant’ cultivator. Unfortunately, a False Infant cultivator does not possess the thousand-year lifespan like a true Nascent Soul True Monarch, and their mana is ultimately a notch below that of a true Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator..."

Master Wind Uncle explained.

Fang Xing nodded silently, understanding it was similar to the Outer Elixirs he possessed, only higher in rank, reaching the Fourth Rank.

"Even so, having the power of a Nascent Soul at the command of a Core Formation cultivator is truly enviable... If the Demon Path were to refine several more, wouldn’t this great battle between Righteous and Demonic be doomed?"

Fang Xing asked.

Master Wind Uncle nodded, very pleased that his nephew had grasped the essential point immediately. "Such external Nascent Souls are extremely rare and precious and aren’t something that can be refined casually. They require the right conditions of heaven, earth, and human harmony, and even then, they dissipate automatically after a certain period, surviving at most a thousand years, just like the lifespan of a Nascent Soul True Monarch."

"Such a peculiarity?"

Fang Xing continued the conversation and the elders from the Outer Hall, including Zhang, gradually ended their cultivation sessions and greeted him one by one.

Seeing that all these people appeared severely drained of their vital energies, he knew they must have endured a fierce battle.

"So... for this great battle, what preparations does our sect have?"

Fang Xing asked about the most critical issue.

A single Nascent Soul power was already enough to tip the scales of the battle.

The battle between the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Wanxiang Sect was already tilting towards an unfavorable outcome.

"Our Supreme Elder has been held up by an old Nascent Soul monster from the Wanxiang Sect... Although he can defeat that old demon, that old demon’s escape technique is incredibly sharp, and he has taken some of our Core Formation cultivators as hostages, threatening to move against us and causing the Supreme Elder to be apprehensive... "

Master Wind Uncle explained, which boiled down to one thing: Chu Kuangtu could not be counted on anymore.

"What about the Righteous forces of the Da Jing Immortal Cultivation World? Now that the great Righteous and Demonic battle is ongoing, our Heavenly Sword Sect is also part of the Righteous side, so we should be able to request a Nascent Soul True Monarch as reinforcement."

A female Fake Core True Person spoke.

"Ha..." Elder Zhang sneered, "During this great Righteous versus Demonic battle, the main battlefield is actually in the Da Jing Immortal Cultivation World. Right now, blood flows like rivers there, and they are calling for reinforcements everywhere. Who will care if you live or die?"

"And even if the Righteous put aside all differences and managed to have a Nascent Soul True Monarch come here, wouldn’t the Demon Path understand how to send reinforcements?"

"The Wanxiang Demon Sect really caught our sect off-guard this time," Fang Xing looked towards Master Wind Uncle. "I wonder how Uncle plans to proceed next—should we cross mountains and rivers and head straight back to Qi Country?"

"Our path as Sword Cultivators is to never yield... What if it’s a False Infant? It’s not a true Nascent Soul after all!"

Master Wind Uncle said, "Sect Master Kong has already decreed to send a few more senior brothers here. With seven great Core Formation powers, we can develop the ’True Martial Seven Stars Sword Formation,’ which may very well stand a chance in battle against that False Infant..."

For the Heavenly Sword Sect, actually, Fang Xing understood more than Master Wind Uncle.

The Sword Formation was naturally a technique to triumph the strong as the weak; its internal principles were similar to those of Daoist Soldiers.

Fu Hongyi commanded three thousand Daoist Soldiers, barely managing to contend with a Nascent Soul True Monarch.

If the ’True Martial Seven Stars Sword Formation’ were led by seven Late Stage Core Formation Sword Cultivators, it could even suppress a Nascent Soul True Monarch and attempt to kill them!

Such a battle formation, the more participants and the higher their cultivation... the more terrifying the power unleashed.

However, the Heavenly Sword Sect couldn’t even assemble seven Late Stage Core Formation Sword Cultivators.

"He could only barely make up the power of seven Core Formation combatants, which was a simplified version and naturally couldn’t suppress a true Nascent Soul True Monarch."

"However, the one opposite was not a true Nascent Soul True Monarch either, but a False Infant, so both parties were somewhat even."

"Fang Xing, with your cultivation and combat power, even if you return to the sect, I’m afraid it will attract attention."

Uncle Feng sincerely said.

"Oh? Am I already considered a Core Formation Sword Cultivator now?" Fang Xing couldn’t help but laugh.

"With Core Formation Level mana and Core Formation Level sword intent, naturally, you are a Core Formation Sword Cultivator..." Uncle Feng nodded, "Moreover... you slew the Third Hall Master of the Blood River Palace at the early stage of Core Formation, how is that not Core Formation combat power?"

"The information sure spread quickly..."

Fang Xing couldn’t help but make a comment.

Clearly, the Heavenly Sword Sect must have spies within the Wanxiang Sect, and not of low rank.

Thus, after the death of the Third Hall Master of the Blood River Palace, the news spread rapidly.

"I received news... the Demon Path’s massive army is heading robustly towards where Elder Fu is."

Uncle Feng said, "He was entangled by cultivators from the Mu Sha Sect, and it’s difficult for the army to retreat... A great battle is inevitable, and by then, I hope you, nephew, will take action with us... Sect Master Kong said, if you are willing, regardless of victory or defeat, upon returning to the sect, a ’Golden Core Formation Pill’ will be heavily rewarded..."

"It’s just giving me earlier what originally belongs to me..."

Fang Xing revealed his sharpness, "But with my swordsmanship, I can go anywhere in the vast world... naturally, I will participate!"

"Good, truly a True Inheritor Sword Child of our Heavenly Sword Sect."

Uncle Feng smiled warmly, "I’ve heard that you still have an elder, already at a Third Rank Top Grade in Body Cultivation..."

"My elder has always been like a free-spirited crane, with no fixed abode... It’s hard for me to even make contact now."

Fang Xing shook his head regretfully.

However, he was secretly complaining, it seems the Heavenly Sword Sect was indeed badly damaged, pulling in every able-bodied man.

"Nephew, although our sect is famous for its swordsmanship, we have also retained many other sect inheritances... I dare not promise too much, but if your elder joins, a Quasi Fourth Rank Body Cultivation inheritance can still be provided."

Uncle Feng solemnly assured.

In the Cultivation World, a Quasi Fourth Rank inheritance is invaluable and can’t be measured in Spirit Stones, which showed considerable sincerity indeed.

But for Fang Xing...

Merely a Body Cultivation inheritance? It’s practically overshadowed by the Blue Star Martial Arts.

He wasn’t interested in the slightest.

After all, the true self practiced Blue Star Martial Arts, already having a Quasi Fourth Rank physique by the Great Vajra Realm.

"Speaking of which... if converted, what Realm would a Jiedan Cultivator count as? Like Fu Hongyi, should be around the Sixth Realm... but some also have False Cores, fit to be defeated by Outer Realm Martial Artists’s backward slashes..."

"And the Seventh Realm Vajra is a significant gap apart... after all, Golden Body Third Revolutions can ignore attacks from Low Grade magic treasures... upon reaching the Great Vajra Realm, even suspected to be Quasi Fourth Rank Body Cultivation."

"This way, a Nascent Soul Cultivator is roughly equivalent to a Martial Saint, an Eighth Realm combat power? Rumored Divinity Transformation cultivators compared to Martial Gods, Ninth Realm combat power?... Can’t mechanically apply, affixing Cultivation World’s realms onto Blue Star Martial Arts... how it actually is, only a fight with the original self would tell."

Fang Xing thought silently, casually responding a few times while he sat on a cushion beside the Spirit Spring, silently comprehending the ’True Martial Seven Stars Sword Formation’.

This scene, observed by other Core Formation True Monarchs, earned their silent praise for this young man indeed had the bearing of a great commander.

Even under such perilous circumstances, he remained composed.

They didn’t know that Fang Xing also had the Golden Finger technique to escape.

Facing even a Nascent Soul Cultivator, he had the trump card of unleashing the ’Great Sun Tathagata Divine Palm,’ naturally fearless.

...

A few days later.

Mu Sha Sect.

Numerous cultivators frantically engaged in battle.

A green wooden dragon roared, emitting astonishing evil energy, tangled with a stream of sword light.

That sword light was vast, pure, and carried a sword intent that destroyed everything.

Swipe!

Another streak of sword light was slashed, seemingly following a mysterious trajectory, finding the weak spot of a Divine Wood Evil Dragon Puppet, splitting it open.

Once the sword light was drawn, it charged towards the Mu Sha Sect’s Supreme Elder!

Splash!

A river of blood emerged, from which a small round shield leaped out, blocking this deadly strike.

Not far away, Fu Hongyi slowly sheathed his sword, his face calm.

In fact, if he really wanted to leave, upon receiving the news, he could have abandoned the entire camp of cultivators and left lightly.

With his cultivation level, even if the Mu Sha Sect pursued with all their might, it would have been fruitless.

Even more likely, he would have been seen off out of the territory with respect.

But inside the camp, numerous True Inheritor, Inner Sect, and Outer Sect disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, as well as Daoist Soldiers, would have been completely slaughtered.

These were not the irregular troops under Fang Xing’s command, but truly the elites of the Heavenly Sword Sect!

Even Fu Hongyi felt somewhat unable to bear this responsibility, wanting to try his best to save some.

"Fu Hongyi... why must you be so unwise?"

The river of blood gathered, forming a Blood Lake, within which stood a red-haired young man in the late stage of Core Formation, the Great Hall Master of the Blood River Palace.

He retracted the small shield and indifferently declared, "You alone with a sword can traverse the world, but such delays, what comes will not be reinforcements, but death itself!"