Seeing Yu Zhengen fall to the disadvantage and suffering minor injuries, the expressions of the two Giant Sword Sect disciples changed. They had been prepared this whole time and were about to rush forward to help Yu Zhengen deal with Zhao Jiuge.
A cold snort echoed and Pei Su Su coldly said, “Hmph, why are you two interrupting their battle?”
What accompanied Pei Su Su’s beautiful voice were two balls of purple origin fire that flew toward the two Giant Sword Sect disciples.
When the dazzling purple origin fire flew over, the two Giant Sword Sect disciples panicked. They naturally recognized that this was the purple origin fire only Nascent Soul Realm cultivators had.
They had no time to think about why this beautiful young woman had such a terrifying cultivation. They suppressed the shock in their hearts and released all the spirit force in their bodies. At the same time, one of them threw out a defensive treasure to resist against the terrifying purple origin fire.
Fortunately, Pei Su Su did not intend to actually harm them and only wanted to stop them from interfering with Zhao Jiuge and Yu Zhengen’s fight. The moment the purple origin fire came into contact with their spells, it quickly dissipated. However, the two Giant Sword Sect disciples still felt a wave of fear and no longer dared to make any movements.
At this moment, the rays of sword energy Yu Zhengen had released due to anger closed in on Zhao Jiuge. These attacks meant nothing to Zhao Jiuge, and he relied on the Cold Underworld Sword to block them. Then the gold spirit force and silver sword energy flew toward Yu Zhengen.
Yu Zhengen had exhausted most of his spirit force after using the Giant 18 Fold Waves, and the speed at which he could draw the spirit force in his body had also slowed down a lot.
Facing the fierce Zhao Jiuge, he was caught off guard and barely managed to block the few rays of sword energy coming at him. Spirit force appeared on the surface of his body and he used his powerful physical body to resist the attack. However, the gold spirit force was like a river and surrounded Yu Zhengen.
No matter how strong his physical body was, he could only sit there and be attacked. The golden robe around his chest was turned to powder, but even with the injuries Yu Zhengen had suffered, his internal organs weren’t damaged. Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but be shocked by this.
When Yu Zhengen was hit by Zhao Jiuge, he saw Pei Su Su releasing the purple origin fire from the corner of his eye. He revealed a complicated expression filled with frustration. He originally thought the gap between him and the holy land disciples wasn’t large and that he could beat the Chief Head Disciple of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect. However, only now did he realize that he was a frog at the bottom of a well.
Even though Yu Zhengen had realized just how arrogant he had been, it was useless now. Zhao Jiuge had decided to show no mercy and was not going to stop now.
A pleasant sound echoed from the Cold Underworld Sword and then a bright light erupted.
Two rays of sword energy weaker than before flew toward Yu Zhengen. Zhao Jiuge was still rational and didn’t go for the kill. Instead, he decided to teach Yu Zhengen a lesson.
A muffled sound echoed and blood sprayed out from Yu Zhengen’s arms. However, the blood quickly froze.
Yu Zhengen suddenly became sober and his face turned deathly pale. His eyes twitched and the vein on his forehead popped. His face was distorted from the pain, but he endured it and didn’t shout.
When the two Giant Sword Sect disciples saw this, they were extremely angry. However, they could only be angry and would not dare to do anything. One enemy was someone who had defeated their senior brother Yu, while the other was a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Neither were people they could afford to provoke.
Perhaps Yu Zhengen looked like he was suffering from a lot of pain from having the tendons in his arms cut. The two Giant Sword Sect disciples steeled their hearts and ignored Su Su, who was staring them down. They arrived next to Yu Zhengen and supported him to allow him to sit up.
Only after a while did the pain from his hands subside a bit. Yu Zhengen took a deep breath. His eyes were filled with resentment, and he shouted hysterically, “Zhao Jiuge, if you have the ability, then kill me today! Otherwise, I’ll make you suffer! Even if I can’t beat you now, as long as I cultivate hard one day, I’ll stomp you beneath my feet!”
Seeing that Yu Zhengen was already taught a lesson, Zhao Jiuge smiled and didn’t continue attacking. He felt disdain toward attacking someone who was already defeated, and Yu Zhengen didn’t deserve death.
“Killing you would just dirty my hands. Even if you cultivate for another hundred years, you still won’t surpass me! Today, I’m only teaching you a lesson. After this, learn to watch what you say. I’ll be taking the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass. If you’re not convinced, then feel free to come find me,” Zhao Jiuge said very calmly to Yu Zhengen. Then he looked at the two Giant Sword Sect disciples and suddenly shouted, “What are you still being stunned for? If you don’t want his arms to be completely wasted, bring him back to the sect. Once medication is applied, he will only need to rest for a bit to recover.”
Zhao Jiuge had only cut the tendon in his arms. They could be reconnected with medication and then he would only need to rest for a few months. During that time, he would have to suffer from pain in his arms. Zhao Jiuge had stolen the herb and taught Yu Zhengen a lesson—that was enough. They all belonged to orthodox sects, so if he went too far, while the Giant Sword Sect might not dare to say anything due to the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, they would still secretly resent him. This was why Zhao Jiuge was measured in his actions and didn’t let his emotions get to his head. After all, Yu Zhengen had a bad personality but wasn’t evil.
The two Giant Sword Sect disciples finally reacted after hearing Zhao Jiuge’s words. They quickly helped Yun Zhengen up. Fortunately, Yu Zhengen’s injuries were on his arms and not his legs. The three of them quickly disappeared.
Yu Zhengen didn’t say anymore when he left. He had lost and he couldn’t blame anyone but himself. However, Zhao Jiuge could see the resentment in Yu Zhengen’s eyes. He knew that there was deep hatred in Yu Zhengen’s heart.
The surrounding area was a complete mess with dirt scattered everywhere, many leaves and branches on the ground, and dozens of holes created from that shocking battle.
The five disciples from the Water Moon Temple were all shocked. The Chief Head Disciple of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect was abnormal enough, but there was someone this young at the Nascent Soul Realm with him. Comparing oneself to others would only bring anger. They were around the same age, so why was the gap in strength so large?
Seeing the Giant Sword Sect disciples leave, Zhao Jiuge withdrew his gaze. It didn’t matter what Yu Zhengen planned to do, it was something to worry about later. He looked at the Water Moon Temple disciple and slowly walked over.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge walk over, the two petite female disciples looked at him with gazes of worship. Their faces turned slightly red and even their breathing became unstable.
The two handsome young men held some fear in their eyes. They didn’t understand why this proud Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect Chief Head Disciple was approaching them. He had already taken the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass, now they were afraid that Zhao Jiuge was coming to find trouble like Yu Zhengen.
Only Senior Brother Zhang calmly looked at Zhao Jiuge. He stepped forward to vaguely shield his four juniors.
“I owe you guys a personal favor for the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass. These 10,000 spirit stones are a little compensation. I know it's insignificant compared to the grass, but I don’t have much time. If there is anything you need in the future, you can come and find me.”
Seeing them looking at him nervously, Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but smile. Cultivation required a large amount of spirit stones, and he needed to use spirit stones with these herbs to improve his Sanskrit Divine Body.
Compared to Yu Zhengen, Zhao Jiuge liked this burly yet shy young man more. Zhao Jiuge liked how he had dealt with the situation earlier.
Zhao Jiuge was someone who always paid his debts, and he felt really guilty about taking the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass. After all, it was them who had found it first.
Hearing Zhao Jiuge’s words and attitude, Senior Brother Zhang relaxed. As long as Zhao Jiuge didn’t want trouble, everything was fine. Although the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass was precious, it was insignificant compared to their safety.
After pondering a bit while he observed this genius from a holy land, he was considering how to respond.
After a long time, he muttered, “We don’t want the spirit stones. Although we found the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass, we didn’t have the strength to obtain it. Strength is what earns respect in this world, nothing else. Senior Brother Zhao, you earned it with your strength.”
Zhao Jiuge shook his head and pushed back the spirit stones Senior Brother Zhang tried to give back. “Our meeting is fate. Let's consider this a token of friendship. If you need anything in the future, you can ask me for help. Unless you guys are looking down on me?”
When Zhao Jiuge said this, Senior Brother Zhang hesitated a bit before accepting it. Once they went back, the five of them divided the spirit stones. At the same time, he had a good impression of Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge wasn’t arrogant and was actually very approachable.
Hearing Zhao Jiuge’s words, the two young men from the Water Moon Temple became a bit excited. They couldn’t imagine getting to know someone like him, given their status. If there were no accidents, Zhao Jiuge was destined to become a higher-up in the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect.
The two female disciples didn’t think so much and instead shyly looked at Zhao Jiuge. Their eyes burned with passion, but they didn’t dare to take the initiative to talk to him. He had a beautiful and powerful woman beside him already.
“Senior Brother Zhao, it’s best you leave early, in case Yu Zhengen returns to the sect and some elders come to find trouble in a fit of anger,” Senior Brother Zhang from the Water Moon Temple said with some worry. He didn’t care much about losing the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass. They didn’t have much use for it since it was mainly for body-refining. At most, they would’ve just sold it. However, getting Zhao Jiuge to owe them a favor had much greater value.
At this moment, he began to worry about Zhao Jiuge’s safety. No matter how talented he was, he couldn’t beat those old fellows that had cultivated for much longer.
Also, he had to quickly return to the sect and report this matter. If Zhao Jiuge hadn’t come, they would have had to suffer humiliation today. The grudge had already been formed. Matters between disciples would be settled between disciples; the elders would not interfere. If they suffered any losses, it was their own fault for being weaker. He had decided to find their Chief Head Disciple, Qing Tianyang, and get him to help get back at the Giant Sword Sect.
“Who!?”
When Zhao Jiuge was about to smile and speak, Su Su suddenly let out a roar. She coldly looked at a tree a few dozen meters away.
Seeing Yu Zhengen fall to the disadvantage and suffering minor injuries, the expressions of the two Giant Sword Sect disciples changed. They had been prepared this whole time and were about to rush forward to help Yu Zhengen deal with Zhao Jiuge.
A cold snort echoed and Pei Su Su coldly said, “Hmph, why are you two interrupting their battle?”
What accompanied Pei Su Su’s beautiful voice were two balls of purple origin fire that flew toward the two Giant Sword Sect disciples.
When the dazzling purple origin fire flew over, the two Giant Sword Sect disciples panicked. They naturally recognized that this was the purple origin fire only Nascent Soul Realm cultivators had.
They had no time to think about why this beautiful young woman had such a terrifying cultivation. They suppressed the shock in their hearts and released all the spirit force in their bodies. At the same time, one of them threw out a defensive treasure to resist against the terrifying purple origin fire.
Fortunately, Pei Su Su did not intend to actually harm them and only wanted to stop them from interfering with Zhao Jiuge and Yu Zhengen’s fight. The moment the purple origin fire came into contact with their spells, it quickly dissipated. However, the two Giant Sword Sect disciples still felt a wave of fear and no longer dared to make any movements.
At this moment, the rays of sword energy Yu Zhengen had released due to anger closed in on Zhao Jiuge. These attacks meant nothing to Zhao Jiuge, and he relied on the Cold Underworld Sword to block them. Then the gold spirit force and silver sword energy flew toward Yu Zhengen.
Yu Zhengen had exhausted most of his spirit force after using the Giant 18 Fold Waves, and the speed at which he could draw the spirit force in his body had also slowed down a lot.
Facing the fierce Zhao Jiuge, he was caught off guard and barely managed to block the few rays of sword energy coming at him. Spirit force appeared on the surface of his body and he used his powerful physical body to resist the attack. However, the gold spirit force was like a river and surrounded Yu Zhengen.
No matter how strong his physical body was, he could only sit there and be attacked. The golden robe around his chest was turned to powder, but even with the injuries Yu Zhengen had suffered, his internal organs weren’t damaged. Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but be shocked by this.
When Yu Zhengen was hit by Zhao Jiuge, he saw Pei Su Su releasing the purple origin fire from the corner of his eye. He revealed a complicated expression filled with frustration. He originally thought the gap between him and the holy land disciples wasn’t large and that he could beat the Chief Head Disciple of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect. However, only now did he realize that he was a frog at the bottom of a well.
Even though Yu Zhengen had realized just how arrogant he had been, it was useless now. Zhao Jiuge had decided to show no mercy and was not going to stop now.
A pleasant sound echoed from the Cold Underworld Sword and then a bright light erupted.
Two rays of sword energy weaker than before flew toward Yu Zhengen. Zhao Jiuge was still rational and didn’t go for the kill. Instead, he decided to teach Yu Zhengen a lesson.
A muffled sound echoed and blood sprayed out from Yu Zhengen’s arms. However, the blood quickly froze.
Yu Zhengen suddenly became sober and his face turned deathly pale. His eyes twitched and the vein on his forehead popped. His face was distorted from the pain, but he endured it and didn’t shout.
When the two Giant Sword Sect disciples saw this, they were extremely angry. However, they could only be angry and would not dare to do anything. One enemy was someone who had defeated their senior brother Yu, while the other was a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Neither were people they could afford to provoke.
Perhaps Yu Zhengen looked like he was suffering from a lot of pain from having the tendons in his arms cut. The two Giant Sword Sect disciples steeled their hearts and ignored Su Su, who was staring them down. They arrived next to Yu Zhengen and supported him to allow him to sit up.
Only after a while did the pain from his hands subside a bit. Yu Zhengen took a deep breath. His eyes were filled with resentment, and he shouted hysterically, “Zhao Jiuge, if you have the ability, then kill me today! Otherwise, I’ll make you suffer! Even if I can’t beat you now, as long as I cultivate hard one day, I’ll stomp you beneath my feet!”
Seeing that Yu Zhengen was already taught a lesson, Zhao Jiuge smiled and didn’t continue attacking. He felt disdain toward attacking someone who was already defeated, and Yu Zhengen didn’t deserve death.
“Killing you would just dirty my hands. Even if you cultivate for another hundred years, you still won’t surpass me! Today, I’m only teaching you a lesson. After this, learn to watch what you say. I’ll be taking the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass. If you’re not convinced, then feel free to come find me,” Zhao Jiuge said very calmly to Yu Zhengen. Then he looked at the two Giant Sword Sect disciples and suddenly shouted, “What are you still being stunned for? If you don’t want his arms to be completely wasted, bring him back to the sect. Once medication is applied, he will only need to rest for a bit to recover.”
Zhao Jiuge had only cut the tendon in his arms. They could be reconnected with medication and then he would only need to rest for a few months. During that time, he would have to suffer from pain in his arms. Zhao Jiuge had stolen the herb and taught Yu Zhengen a lesson—that was enough. They all belonged to orthodox sects, so if he went too far, while the Giant Sword Sect might not dare to say anything due to the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect, they would still secretly resent him. This was why Zhao Jiuge was measured in his actions and didn’t let his emotions get to his head. After all, Yu Zhengen had a bad personality but wasn’t evil.
The two Giant Sword Sect disciples finally reacted after hearing Zhao Jiuge’s words. They quickly helped Yun Zhengen up. Fortunately, Yu Zhengen’s injuries were on his arms and not his legs. The three of them quickly disappeared.
Yu Zhengen didn’t say anymore when he left. He had lost and he couldn’t blame anyone but himself. However, Zhao Jiuge could see the resentment in Yu Zhengen’s eyes. He knew that there was deep hatred in Yu Zhengen’s heart.
The surrounding area was a complete mess with dirt scattered everywhere, many leaves and branches on the ground, and dozens of holes created from that shocking battle.
The five disciples from the Water Moon Temple were all shocked. The Chief Head Disciple of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect was abnormal enough, but there was someone this young at the Nascent Soul Realm with him. Comparing oneself to others would only bring anger. They were around the same age, so why was the gap in strength so large?
Seeing the Giant Sword Sect disciples leave, Zhao Jiuge withdrew his gaze. It didn’t matter what Yu Zhengen planned to do, it was something to worry about later. He looked at the Water Moon Temple disciple and slowly walked over.
Seeing Zhao Jiuge walk over, the two petite female disciples looked at him with gazes of worship. Their faces turned slightly red and even their breathing became unstable.
The two handsome young men held some fear in their eyes. They didn’t understand why this proud Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect Chief Head Disciple was approaching them. He had already taken the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass, now they were afraid that Zhao Jiuge was coming to find trouble like Yu Zhengen.
Only Senior Brother Zhang calmly looked at Zhao Jiuge. He stepped forward to vaguely shield his four juniors.
“I owe you guys a personal favor for the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass. These 10,000 spirit stones are a little compensation. I know it's insignificant compared to the grass, but I don’t have much time. If there is anything you need in the future, you can come and find me.”
Seeing them looking at him nervously, Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but smile. Cultivation required a large amount of spirit stones, and he needed to use spirit stones with these herbs to improve his Sanskrit Divine Body.
Compared to Yu Zhengen, Zhao Jiuge liked this burly yet shy young man more. Zhao Jiuge liked how he had dealt with the situation earlier.
Zhao Jiuge was someone who always paid his debts, and he felt really guilty about taking the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass. After all, it was them who had found it first.
Hearing Zhao Jiuge’s words and attitude, Senior Brother Zhang relaxed. As long as Zhao Jiuge didn’t want trouble, everything was fine. Although the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass was precious, it was insignificant compared to their safety.
After pondering a bit while he observed this genius from a holy land, he was considering how to respond.
After a long time, he muttered, “We don’t want the spirit stones. Although we found the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass, we didn’t have the strength to obtain it. Strength is what earns respect in this world, nothing else. Senior Brother Zhao, you earned it with your strength.”
Zhao Jiuge shook his head and pushed back the spirit stones Senior Brother Zhang tried to give back. “Our meeting is fate. Let's consider this a token of friendship. If you need anything in the future, you can ask me for help. Unless you guys are looking down on me?”
When Zhao Jiuge said this, Senior Brother Zhang hesitated a bit before accepting it. Once they went back, the five of them divided the spirit stones. At the same time, he had a good impression of Zhao Jiuge. Zhao Jiuge wasn’t arrogant and was actually very approachable.
Hearing Zhao Jiuge’s words, the two young men from the Water Moon Temple became a bit excited. They couldn’t imagine getting to know someone like him, given their status. If there were no accidents, Zhao Jiuge was destined to become a higher-up in the Mysterious Heaven Sword Sect.
The two female disciples didn’t think so much and instead shyly looked at Zhao Jiuge. Their eyes burned with passion, but they didn’t dare to take the initiative to talk to him. He had a beautiful and powerful woman beside him already.
“Senior Brother Zhao, it’s best you leave early, in case Yu Zhengen returns to the sect and some elders come to find trouble in a fit of anger,” Senior Brother Zhang from the Water Moon Temple said with some worry. He didn’t care much about losing the Seven-Colored Flowing Light Grass. They didn’t have much use for it since it was mainly for body-refining. At most, they would’ve just sold it. However, getting Zhao Jiuge to owe them a favor had much greater value.
At this moment, he began to worry about Zhao Jiuge’s safety. No matter how talented he was, he couldn’t beat those old fellows that had cultivated for much longer.
Also, he had to quickly return to the sect and report this matter. If Zhao Jiuge hadn’t come, they would have had to suffer humiliation today. The grudge had already been formed. Matters between disciples would be settled between disciples; the elders would not interfere. If they suffered any losses, it was their own fault for being weaker. He had decided to find their Chief Head Disciple, Qing Tianyang, and get him to help get back at the Giant Sword Sect.
“Who!?”
When Zhao Jiuge was about to smile and speak, Su Su suddenly let out a roar. She coldly looked at a tree a few dozen meters away.
