Lin Mo rubbed his forehead. Ruoyan Qu not only knew how to expose others but also didn’t spare herself.
The middle-aged man beside Wang Sandun exchanged a glance with the elder beside Huai Chen.
“He’s just a junior at the Foundation Establishment stage. It would be too much to attack him together,” the elder remarked.
“Indeed, the junior spews quite arrogant words. I’ll discipline him myself,” the middle-aged man said with disdain, glaring at Lin Mo.
“I know you can break through to the Golden Core stage at any moment, but you don’t have that opportunity now!”
“If you were in the Golden Core stage, you might be able to trade a few blows with me, but as you are now…”
Lin Mo, growing impatient, interrupted, “After all that roundabout talk, why don’t we wait until I break through to the Golden Core stage before fighting?”
The middle-aged man raised an eyebrow. “Do you think I’m an idiot?”
Lin Mo said coldly, “Then stop with the nonsense.”
Regarding breaking through to the Golden Core stage, he still needed to return to his Sect and go into seclusion.
Such a leap in major realms, unlike minor ones, couldn’t be achieved instantly by spending Regret.
He estimated that breaking through to the Golden Core stage would take at least several days, or even longer.
If he could, he would have liked to breakthrough on the spot!
“You’re seeking death!” The middle-aged man decided to teach Lin Mo a lesson first.
With a change in his expression, he unhesitatingly unleashed his Golden Core stage aura towards Lin Mo.
The expected scene of Lin Mo in agony did not materialize.
The atmosphere became **awkward**.
The middle-aged man couldn’t help but exclaim, “Eh?”
He was puzzled why a Foundation Establishment cultivator could remain unfazed under his oppressive aura.
It made him look foolish. ‘Give me some reaction at least!’
“Brat, you’ve got quite a few Dharma treasures on you!” the middle-aged man surmised.
Otherwise, he couldn’t think of any other reason.
Behind them, besides Ruoyan Qu, the other Junior Sisters were also utterly bewildered.
The moment the middle-aged man spoke, they had all felt the terrifying pressure from the Golden Core stage.
This was far more intense than the Golden Core cultivator they had faced at Jiangyue Building.
Just as they were preparing to consume pills to resist the pressure, Lin Mo shifted his position, standing before them, and the terrifying pressure vanished completely.
“Could it be that Senior Brother really has some Dharma treasure?” Xia He said.
“There’s indeed a high possibility,” Zhi’an Xie nodded.
“Ah, why do I feel like Senior Brother used his aura to protect us?” Ruoyan Qu blinked. Due to her lineage, she could perceive things that others couldn’t.
She could clearly sense an invisible aura around Lin Mo.
Compared to the middle-aged man opposite him, it was not weaker by a single bit.
Furthermore, she could also clearly perceive that although Lin Mo’s True Qi quantity was not as great as the middle-aged man’s, it was far more refined.
This was why she believed so strongly in Lin Mo.
“I do have Dharma treasures!” Lin Mo took out the Liuli Sword from his storage ring.
‘Little thing, this is the first time I’m using you to kill someone. Don’t disappoint me.’
The Liuli Sword Spirit said, “Little Li has killed cultivators at the Tribulation Period. A mere Golden Core stage is as easy as slicing vegetables for Little Li!”
The battles between cultivators at the Tribulation Period would involve Immortal Treasures and Divine Weapons, right?
The Liuli Sword was merely a low-grade Dharma treasure. In battles of that caliber, wouldn’t its small frame shatter upon contact?
Lin Mo dismissed the Liuli Sword’s words as bragging and didn’t bother to point it out.
However, the three Golden Core cultivators opposite him had their eyes light up the moment they saw the Liuli Sword in Lin Mo’s hand.
This was a sword of Dharma treasure quality. Its market price would start at nearly ten million Spirit Stones.
Most of their weapons were either high-grade Mortal Treasures or Spirit Treasures.
Even Poison Eyebrow Old Man, who was closest to the Nascent Soul Stage, only had mid-grade Spirit Treasures as his weaponry.
“A sword of Dharma treasure quality, you’re quite wealthy, brat!” the middle-aged man said with a greedy expression.
“You want it?” Lin Mo sneered, “If you have the guts, try and snatch it!”
The middle-aged man no longer intended to play games with Lin Mo.
There were two other Golden Core cultivators present, and this sword certainly wouldn’t be his alone.
If he sold this sword, he could get several million Spirit Stones after selling it and splitting the proceeds.
Thinking this, he became quite eager.
He pushed out a palm, and the surging spiritual energy almost condensed into substance, forming a several-meter-large wave that flew towards Lin Mo.
“You brat, couldn’t you have held back?” Poison Eyebrow Old Man raised an eyebrow. He still wanted to take Lin Mo as his plaything.
“It’s only fifty percent strength. With a Dharma treasure quality sword in hand, he’ll at most suffer some internal injuries and won’t affect your performance,” the middle-aged man said unhurriedly.
He spoke with extreme respect to Poison Eyebrow Old Man.
Although their cultivation levels only differed by a minor realm, Poison Eyebrow Old Man had one foot in the Nascent Soul Stage and had even killed Nascent Soul cultivators.
If he displeased the elder, he might suffer some hardship himself.
Lin Mo wasted no words. Gripping the Liuli Sword, he unleashed a sword strike.
The condensed palm of True Qi instantly vanished into nothingness.
“How is this possible…” The middle-aged man was filled with disbelief.
Everyone present was probably incredulous.
The other two Golden Core cultivators could clearly sense that even though the middle-aged man claimed to have used only fifty percent strength, he was still at the mid-Golden Core stage.
How could a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator so easily block a palm strike from a mid-Golden Core cultivator?
Could it be that this Dharma treasure quality sword was that powerful?
Xia He, Zhiqu Xie, and Zhi’an Xie, along with the other Junior Sisters, were all dumbfounded.
However, Ruoyan Qu exclaimed excitedly, “Senior Brother is amazing! Hurry up and teach him a lesson!”
Wang Sandun and Huai Chen also attributed the feat to the Liuli Sword’s power.
They too began contemplating how to acquire the Liuli Sword after the battle.
If they obtained it, they would at least have some self-preservation ability in front of Golden Core cultivators.
Lin Mo was not one to bask in glory. Seizing the moment while the middle-aged man was still in shock, he unleashed his Profound-grade Mid-tier Cultivation Method, the Three Thousand Sword Art.
He had already cultivated this technique to the eighth layer, with only two more layers to perfect it.
Most ordinary Golden Core cultivators would have only cultivated their Profound-grade techniques to the fourth or fifth layer.
The middle-aged man’s previous palm strike was also at the Profound-grade Mid-tier level, which he had cultivated to the fifth layer.
Coupled with his Sword Heart Clarity constitution, which gave him a unique understanding of sword-related techniques, and his current Sword Spirit Root aptitude, using a Dharma treasure quality Liuli Sword, the Three Thousand Sword Art manifested with the aura of a low-tier technique.
Countless sword energies shot towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man felt each of these sword energies was incredibly fierce. Caught by surprise, he had to channel all his True Qi to protect himself.
“Bang! Bang! Bang!” Countless sword energies, with overwhelming force, shattered the middle-aged man’s defensive barrier and struck his body directly.
With a scream, the middle-aged man fell to the ground, motionless.
Silence, a deathly silence.
The shocked gazes of everyone present were drawn to Lin Mo.
A mid-Golden Core cultivator had truly been defeated just like that?
Defeated by a young man at the Foundation Establishment stage…
A thought simultaneously arose in the minds of the Junior Sisters: ‘Is our Senior Brother really this strong?’
While everyone was still in shock, more terrifying sword energies rained down on the already prostrate middle-aged man.
Lin Mo was the cautious type. Only when he was certain that the middle-aged man was undeniably dead, with his body riddled with sword holes, did he stop.
Lin Mo’s expression was unperturbed about his act of “pacing the corpse.” Looking at the remaining people, his voice was like that of a grim reaper, devoid of any emotion.
“It’s your turn!”
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