Chapter 412 I Am, Jia Wei
“Who dares to cause trouble at the headquarters of our Triple Phoenix Pavilion! You have three breaths to leave immediately!”
An elder in the Nascent Soul stage stationed at the Triple Phoenix Pavilion rose from the edge of the light curtain. After failing to break through the ‘Oscillation Formation’, he immediately changed direction and flew towards Su Hao.
His purple robe fluttered in the wind, and various types of artifacts hung from his golden belt, jingling as he moved. His eyebrows were like soaring eagles, his eyes widened in anger as he locked onto the crystal-armored figure. In his right hand, he held a short sword, while his left hand formed seals, and the artifacts around his waist seemed to be ready to fly out at any moment, aimed at Su Hao.
Su Hao’s radar had long detected this Nascent Soul stage cultivator, so the formation conveniently contained him. Now that the opponent had jumped out, he must be a Nascent Soul stage cultivator from the Triple Phoenix Pavilion.
Finding the real target made things easier!
A flash of blue light shimmered on Su Hao’s long knife as his brain rapidly calculated. He locked onto the position and deployed the ‘Negative Space Module’. The moment that Nascent Soul cultivator entered the specific range, Su Hao swung his long knife vertically.
“Puff!”
A flash of blue light passed through the Nascent Soul cultivator’s left arm, severing it cleanly. White light emitted from the severed limb, accompanied by a small spray of red liquid.
“Ah!”
The cultivator in the purple robe screamed in pain as his left arm was severed. Instinctively, he looked towards his left arm, but it had already been thrown aside. Subconsciously, he tried to reach out with his left arm to catch it…
This was obviously impossible!
The cultivator in the purple robe instantly realized this, and not only that, he also realized that the crystal-armored figure in front of him was not someone he could deal with.
The cultivator in the purple robe abruptly stopped his movement, his gaze sweeping around. Surrounded by formations, how could he escape?
He threw his short sword with his right hand and formed seals with his left hand.
“Shoo—”
The short sword burst into purple light, flying straight towards Su Hao. At the same time, he extended his finger to beckon, and the severed arm flew back, caught by his right hand. Then, he casually reattached it to the stump, and immediately, purple light shimmered at the severed part, like a branding iron searing into flesh. While it charred, it also reconnected the severed arm.
A flash of blue light emanated from Su Hao’s long knife as he swung it towards the incoming sword.
“Dang—”
A streak of blue light flashed, and the sword was sent flying far away.
Su Hao muttered in surprise, “Huh, I didn’t manage to cut that sword with one slash!”
The cultivator in the purple robe retrieved his short sword and looked at the huge gap on it, unable to hide the pain on his face! This short sword was his top-grade artifact, the pinnacle of his craftsmanship, his pride! It was almost cut in half by someone! This made him start to doubt his own craftsmanship!
Moreover, looking at the short sword now, the internal structure was somewhat damaged, basically turning it into a scrap artifact!
“Damn it!” The cultivator in the purple robe immediately turned around and flew away. He wanted to try breaking through the barrier. At this moment, it was best to flee first.
Su Hao’s goal was to capture this Nascent Soul cultivator and interrogate him thoroughly, but before capturing him, he needed to subdue him.
“I can’t be too ruthless, because these Nascent Soul cultivators will detonate their spiritual energy. If they feel hopeless, they will definitely choose to perish with me at all costs. So, I need to control the force. The best way is to destroy the opponent’s artifacts one by one.”
With this in mind, Su Hao glanced at the pile of artifacts hanging around the opponent’s waist, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
‘Teleportation’!
Suddenly, Su Hao appeared in front of the cultivator in the purple robe. Under the cultivator’s angry gaze, Su Hao swung his knife horizontally.
The cultivator in the purple robe reacted extremely fast, his finger flicked, and a small token-like artifact immediately appeared in front of him, emitting a white shield!
“Crack!”
The shield shattered, but the green light long knife’s momentum remained undiminished, fiercely slashing onto the token.
“Dang!”
The token flew away with a sound, frightening the cultivator in the purple robe!
What was this crystal-armored person doing? Was this a duel between cultivators or a brawl between mortals? How could he just approach and attack with a knife when everyone was exchanging techniques and spells? Moreover, they were so close to each other, how could he execute his techniques?
As he was thinking, his token was knocked away. Just as he was about to take out another artifact, aiming to pierce the crystal-armored figure with holes, the artifact had just emitted its light, but before it could fully activate, it was cut into two pieces by the crystal-armored figure!
What should he do?
“Run first!” The cultivator in the purple robe threw all the artifacts around his waist towards Su Hao, then formed seals with his hands, and a purple light enveloped him as he flew towards the distance.
After Su Hao destroyed all these miscellaneous artifacts with a few slashes, he immediately flashed and appeared in front of the cultivator in the purple robe again, swinging his knife horizontally!
Layers of shields lit up on the cultivator in the purple robe, blocking Su Hao’s knife.
“Bang bang bang!”
The shields shattered one after another. Seeing Su Hao about to cut him in half, Su Hao’s knife suddenly changed direction.
“Swish!”
“Puff!”
The just reattached left arm once again detached and flew away.
Su Hao looked at the cultivator in the purple robe with a smile on his face, telling him that even if he cut off his left arm, so what!
The cultivator in the purple robe frowned like an eagle, his remaining right arm fingers joined together, pointing at Su Hao.
“Deadly Heart-Piercing Drill!”
Golden light flashed from his fingers, instantly shooting out a golden beam.
There was no way to dodge!
This vicious spell, in close combat, often caught opponents off guard, with no way to block or avoid it!
Conventional shields couldn’t stop this spell at all. Once hit, it would penetrate the heart and bones, turning all spiritual energy into the most toxic poison in the blink of an eye, corroding the body completely!
There were many similar spells, which was why most cultivators disliked close combat. One careless move could lead to being hit by such a deadly spell, extremely dangerous! On the other hand, the threat of such spells decreased significantly at a distance.
The cultivator in the purple robe smiled victoriously, thinking that the tall crystal-armored figure in front of him, whoever he was, was doomed!
Then he watched as the golden light drilled into the crystal-armored person’s chest as expected, and a smirk formed at the corner of his mouth: the victor, once again, was him!
“Why are you laughing?” Then the cultivator in the purple robe heard the crystal-armored figure in front of him ask calmly.
The cultivator in the purple robe smiled faintly: “Because you are already dead!”
Su Hao swung his long knife fiercely, as if hitting a baseball, sending the cultivator in the purple robe flying.
“Ah!” The cultivator in the purple robe’s round eyes were full of shock, and after tumbling several times in mid-air, he finally stabilized.
He looked incredulously at Su Hao and asked, “Why did you survive my Deadly Heart-Piercing Drill?”
Su Hao flashed and suddenly appeared in front of the cultivator in the purple robe, pointing his long knife at him, and said lightly, “Who do you think I am?”
The cultivator in the purple robe was shocked, his eyebrows furrowed like an eagle’s wings, and his eyes were full of fear: “Who?”
Su Hao said, “I am—Jia Wei!”
The cultivator in the purple robe was full of question marks. He had never heard such a name before: “Jia Wei???”
Seeing that Su Hao didn’t attack again, the cultivator in the purple robe couldn’t help but relax a little, cautiously clasping his hands and asking, “I am Feng Lu from Sanlian Cai Feng Sect. May I ask what advice Senior has for me?”
Su Hao smiled, “Robbery. Hand over all the spiritual stones!”
“Eh!” A surge of discomfort filled Feng Lu’s chest, unable to spit it out.
He subconsciously said, “Just this?”
Su Hao raised an eyebrow, “Oh? Is there anything else? Alright, hand over all your treasures! Lead the way now!”
Feng Lu wanted to slap himself twice, why did he have to speak so much? He was willing to cooperate with the senior in handing over the spiritual stones, why talk so much? Now his pile of treasures might not be safe anymore!
As for resisting for the sake of those materials…
He had lived for nearly a thousand years and could still distinguish between life and materials. If he could trade these items for his life, he would be more than happy.
Feng Lu smiled and said, “No problem, Senior. If you want them, they are all yours!”
Then he pointed to his severed arm in the distance, cautiously saying, “Senior, my severed arm…”
Su Hao glanced at the severed arm lying on the ground, waved his hand, and the arm instantly appeared in his hand. Su Hao injected his blood and recorded its information in the storage space, then returned it, saying, “This should be the one. Take it!”
In addition to recording information, Su Hao also wanted to test what would happen if a Nascent Soul cultivator’s body crossed space.
Would the cell tissue collapse, or would it withstand the pressure?
Might as well give it a try and find out.
