A Sect from a Spirit Vein

Chapter 122: Chapter 108: Sect Leader’s Divine Might

On the training grounds of Bichao Mountain, over twenty cultivators had gathered at this moment.

Apart from the team led by Tan Hong and his wife that had left the mountain and were patrolling the territory, the remaining cultivators had basically all come here.

They had no tasks at the moment, and staying at their residences to cultivate was dull. Someone suddenly noticed Lu Qian and his party, then inquired about the situation from Jiang Qingfeng outside the field, and the news that the Sect Leader was going to have a duel quickly exploded among this group of cultivators, who jostled to the edge of the field, clamoring.

Initially, Jiang Qingfeng wanted to scold them to go back, but Lu Qian gestured with his hand, indicating it was fine. Thus, these Junior Cultivators, mostly at Early-Stage Qi Cultivation, craned their necks to look at the field, chattering among themselves.

The Sect Leader proclaimed he would defeat four Late-Stage Qi Cultivation Practitioners in ten breaths, and among them, the Sect Leaders of Qingli Mountain and Liuhua Valley!

Wow! The Junior Cultivators erupted into a frenzy. The Sect Leader is so impressive!

Actually, these disciples with low cultivation levels had no real concept of power yet, but simply felt that facing four opponents sounded very formidable.

However, Jiang Qingfeng, having experienced several great battles, knew very well how difficult it would be to win within ten breaths. She hadn’t seen Lu Qian make a move for some time and was unsure about Lu Qian’s current combat strength. She tightly focused on Lu Qian’s figure, praying silently.

With all the disciples watching, this battle was no longer just about the matter between the two vassals, but also related to the spirit and prestige of the disciples and her junior brother. Heavenly blessings upon her junior brother, he must win. She was willing to trade her lifespan as the cost...

Originally, Jiang Baitao was waving the candied hawthorn in her hand, riding on Lin Le’s shoulders, shouting louder than anyone else. Seeing her sister silently praying beside her, she imitated the gesture, sticking the candied hawthorn into Lin Le’s hairpin and clasping her hands together.

Heavens, please bless the Sect Leader Senior Brother to win, I’m willing to offer ten candied hawthorns...

In the training field, Lu Qian and the four cultivators from Qingli Mountain and Liuhua Valley stood facing each other, expressions calm, like ancient wells without ripples.

But seeing him like this, the four cultivators grew increasingly tense, with two disciples even shaking slightly.

Is it possible Lu Qian really has something to rely on? Impossible, I refuse to believe it. Both being at Late-Stage Qi Cultivation, how could he possess such Divine Techniques!

Xuu Yingcai and Chen Wei gritted their teeth, exchanged a few words, and encouraged their disciples for a while, finally preparing themselves.

Actually, Lu Qian was somewhat hesitant.

He was contemplating which Triple Transformation to use later in order to defeat them smoothly without directly killing them?

Gui Water Divine Thunder was definitely out of the question, for he still needed these two vassals. Yet, Earthly Branch Xin Metal Divine Lock leaned towards control, unable to defeat the enemy.

It seemed he could only use that one.

Master Xuan Ji serving as a referee glanced around, seeing both parties had no objections, cleared his throat.

Among the cultivators, each displaying excitement, worry, or solemnity, Master Xuan Ji shouted, ”Begin!”

The first breath.

A Spirit Crystal slipped from Lu Qian’s sleeve, pressed onto the rising Array Map. He focused his mind, silently chanting the ”Mirror” incantation, five-colored light standing at five corners. The array formation rose, the Array Realm flashed, and in the blink of an eye, swallowed the four.

Xuu Yingcai and Chen Wei roared angrily, and the four stood two in front, two behind. Four glowing shields from Defensive Spiritual Artifacts soared up, overlapping to firmly protect them.

Guh Niqiang raised an eyebrow slightly, why did she feel that Lu Qian’s speed in activating the Grand Array was a bit faster than before? Had she not possessed highly advanced cultivation and sensitive intuition, she wouldn’t have noticed it.

Mad Fairy licked her red lips, her gaze seductive, it was interesting, he had improved again. Perhaps wait a moment... No, now’s not the right time, better wait longer, it will be more satisfying to pummel him then...

The second breath.

Lu Qian’s Divine Sense surged forth, three Command Banners of gold, earth, and fire flying high, bursting with radiant light. Three streams of Spiritual Qi surged out, like pythons and dragons, entwining and merging in mid-air. Master Xuan Ji’s eyes narrowed; it was his first time watching Lu Qian handle Triple Transformation alone, his face displaying both comfort and pride, murmuring, ”Good, good...”

Xuu Yingcai waved a hand, releasing a round mirror that instantly shot out, suspended above the four, emitting gentle universal light and thick mist—his prized Magical Artifact capable of deflecting enemy attacks, the Illusion Mirror.

Chen Wei uttered a light shout, releasing a jade ring engraved with flora and fauna from his arms, which instantly expanded to shelter the four within. As the jade ring spun, the phantoms of flowers, birds, fish, and insects were emitted, with dots of Spiritual Light floating above and below.

As Late-Stage Qi Cultivation practitioners, they could manipulate two Magical Artifacts, but now that two artifacts were released, they were unexpectedly High-Tier Defense Spiritual Artifacts.

Meanwhile, the two disciples, while controlling Defensive Spiritual Artifacts, also chanting incantations, casting spells. Heavy earth waves rumbled with roars, forming thick earth walls rising up majestically, and water flows rushing to condense into azure Water Shields swirling around them.

Seeing these people completely giving up attacking, layer upon layer unleashing defensive measures, Jiang Qingfeng displayed a worried expression, her pair of delicate hands tightly entwined together.

The third breath.

Three Array Bases trembled violently, as Lu Qian’s Divine Sense conveyed through them, three types of Spiritual Qi intermingling. A point of Golden Light was suddenly born. In an instant, all cultivators felt a sharp chill directly pressing upon their bodies, with the hairs on their skin standing erect, as if someone had raised a sharp blade against their throats.

Master Xuan Ji nodded heavily, ”So it’s that, not bad, not bad!”

The Golden Light waggled its head and tail, suddenly transforming into a flattened fish, rows of teeth gleaming coldly, its body covered in scaly armor emitting chilly radiance.