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Chapter 850: Chapter 22: Yin Turning Small Rain! The Battle of the Great Heavenly Proud at the Peak (Seeking Monthly Tickets)_3

From this, it was evident just how big of a gamble the Old Ghost Tianhe was taking.

But, wasn’t it said that Old Ghost Tianhe was already bankrupt? Where did he get those top-grade Spirit Stones from?

Heng Commandery Prince felt puzzled, but at this moment, Prince De Xin’s expression turned solemn.

Even for a family as powerful as the prince’s, twenty top-grade Spirit Stones were an astronomical sum. To refill that amount would be enough to cultivate a Tianjiao from the Qi Refinement Realm up to the Purple Abode Realm.

However, this solemnity lasted only a few breaths before Prince De Xin made his decision, “Old Ghost Tianhe, since you wish to give away money to me, how could I refuse? Twenty Superior Spirits, I accept.”

At the same time, his voice, through the Isolation Array, reached Wu Zhixing on the arena, “Zhixing, display all your skills. In this battle, you may only win and not lose. Wang Liyao has come to Shangjing at a critical juncture in the battle for the title of the Emperor’s son, likely with ulterior motives. We must be cautious.”

In Wang Liyao’s ears, she also received a message from Old Ghost Tianhe, “Yao’er, I’ve borrowed twenty top-grade Spirit Stones to gamble against that old fossil, De Xin, just to scrape together some coffin money. This battle, you must retrieve both the respect and the face for your teacher.”

With two elders giving them secret instructions, the originally somewhat amicable top Tianjiaos’ gazes immediately turned intense and sharp.

“Miss Li Yao, please~”

Wu Zhixing lifted his foot off “Thousand Autumn,” and with a gesture of his hand, he summoned it into his grasp. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he danced a circle with his sword, assuming the starting stance of ‘Azure Dragon Snatching Rabbit’.

Clearly, the sword technique he had been diligently practicing was the imperial household’s signature top-quality sword technique— “Azure Dragon Swordsmanship.”

“Little Commandery Prince, please.”

Wang Liyao unsheathed her “String Song,” gently gripping the hilt with her slender hand, sliding the sword with a flick, and pulling out a faint trail of water marks, which was the starting stance of “Tianyi True Water Swordsmanship.”

Old Ghost Tianhe was so named because the Heaven Dao Divine Ability he comprehended was “Tianhe,” and he originated from one of the nine veins of the Sacred Land, the Tianyi True Water Vein, with his main cultivation method being the top-quality “Tianyi True Water.” This was an Inherit True Law; when fully mastered, it could lead directly to the Divine Power Territory.

Afterward.

As soon as their gazes interlocked, they both made their moves.

One sword moved like an Azure Dragon soaring through the sky, fierce and swift like the wind, while the other flowed softly like water, as graceful as an antelope hanging by its horns, concealing murderous intent, both displaying exquisite swordsmanship and profound Sword Intent.

“Clang, clang, clang!”

Their Divine Treasure Level swords shone with flowing light, clashing and sparking occasionally, with Sword Energy and Sword Glow flashing and crossing the arena.

Even the black onyx platform they fought on was scarred with trenches by the crisscrossing Sword Energy.

The arena’s Defensive Array was fully activated, struggling to block the stray Sword Energy, causing ripples to spread.

As the Great Tianjiaos of the Celestial Human Realm, both had awakened their Fifth Layer of Bloodline, possessing the Taoist Body that ordinary Tianjiaos would only have upon reaching the Purple Abode Realm. Each of their movements carried an undercurrent of the Heavenly Dao.

Moreover, their weapons were both Divine Spiritual Treasure-level swords, greatly enhancing the power of their sword techniques, making their attacks extraordinary, and with a simple flick of their swords, they could evoke astonishing Sword Intent.

“Cackle, cackle~~~!” Having held back for quite a while, Thousand Autumn finally seized the opportunity to launch into trash talk, “So thrilling, truly thrilling! The chick across from you, better surrender quickly and become one of the million in my master’s harem.”

In the midst of such an intense battle, he doubted Wu Zhixing would dare to annihilate him, the Artifact Spirit.

Sure enough, Wu Zhixing, although seething with anger, was helpless to do anything. As the Old Ancestor De Xin said, he could only achieve victory in this battle, not defeat. He had to shamelessly turn a deaf ear.

Meanwhile, Wang Liyao remained as calm as still water, seemingly unaffected by the trash talk.

But “String Song” was infuriated.

Unable to hold back, she cursed out loud, “You disgusting old lecher, and you, Wu Zhixing, with your pretentious gentleman act—all of you with your swords are perfectly matched. I, on behalf of the moon, shall eradicate your filthy existence!”

It was clear that String Song sounded like a young girl, yet the birth of any Artifact Spirit required a long accumulation of time, so how could it truly be a naive little girl?

As a result, while Wu Zhixing and Wang Liyao were drawn into fierce combat, their respective Artifact Spirits began to quarrel too, throwing out insults, a storm of trash talk.

This scene opened the eyes of the onlookers.

A battle between Great Tianjiaos was already very rare, and a battle where young Great Tianjiaos each possessed a Divine Spiritual Treasure might only happen once in a thousand years. The masters’ fight was thrilling, and the argument between Artifact Spirits was equally fascinating.

“String Song, little girl, if you kindly give me a kiss, I’ll let you off easy by three points.”

“Thousand Autumn, old fool, you’re nothing but a useless old dog that can only bark. Even if I’m open**, you’re only fit to hang and never rise again.”

“Little girl, you’re really * stubborn. You and your master’s fate are bound only to become slaves and minions of my master.”

“With that unworthy dog look of your master, he’s not even worthy to kneel and lick the bottom of my mistress’s feet.”

As both sword spirits went more and more off the rails, Wang Liyao and Wu Zhixing both began to destabilize in their mental states, and not because they were affected by the other’s Artifact Spirit insults, but because the words their own Artifact Spirits were spewing were so extraordinarily trashy and humiliating~

It made them both feel unbearably embarrassed.

Among them, Wang Liyao was the most astonished of all.

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