Celestial Refining Divine Scripture-Chapter 45: Purple Star Fruit

Xu Yang strode forward, murderous intent surging in his eyes.

He had only intended to be a spectator, yet fate had chosen Nan Hao, and the bastard had singled him out by name.

This duel—he could have easily declined.

However, a spark of inspiration suddenly ignited within Xu Yang.

"Xu Yang, stand down!"

Wuo Longyue’s face changed dramatically, glaring icily as he barked at Xu Yang.

Xu Yang met Wuo Longyue’s gaze, his eyes brimming with unshakable confidence!

Wuo Longyue’s brow furrowed deeply.

Xu Yang’s true strength—of course he knew it well.

Wuo Changyuan had never concealed it from him.

But compared to Nan Hao, there was still a gap.

"Chief, I must fight this battle."

"I’m going to butcher him with my own hands!"

Xu Yang grinned, baring his teeth.

"Arrogant fool!"

"Daqian dog, if you’ve got the guts, step up."

Nan Hao, overjoyed, responded with an icy sneer.

Indeed, where darkness gives way to light, hope appears from nowhere!

He had all but abandoned hope, but Xu Yang unexpectedly volunteered himself for the challenge.

All that remained was to see how Wuo Longyue would respond.

Nan Hao’s face was filled with anticipation.

Hurry up and accept!

"Are you certain?" Wuo Longyue, watching Xu Yang’s confident expression, was moved and asked earnestly.

From his demeanor, it was clear his mind was made up.

If Xu Yang truly had such confidence... letting him fight was not out of the question!

Xu Yang nodded with deliberate emphasis.

"Chief, you mustn’t!"

Someone below cried urgently to stop them.

But Wuo Longyue acted as if he heard nothing. He looked deeply at Xu Yang, then sent a sudden message directly to his mind: "If you lose, I can guarantee you won’t die; but you must remain with my Kunwu Division for life!"

"You will marry a woman of my Kunwu Division and sire children for my Kunwu Division."

Xu Yang raised his brows slightly, a trace of amusement surging in his eyes—so this is your trick to tie me down?

I am afraid your hopes will be dashed!

He gave Wuo Longyue a subtle nod.

"Very well!"

Wuo Longyue agreed without the slightest hesitation.

Even if this was a battle to the death, it was the Guo Wen Division who requested it. Were Xu Yang defeated, saving him would be no challenge for Wuo Longyue!

Guo Wenxiong, no matter how unwilling, would not dare go too far.

"However, I have a condition as well!"

Xu Yang turned and locked eyes with Nan Hao, speaking coolly: "Though my strength may rival True Void Realm Perfection, my cultivation is genuinely only Early Stage of True Void Realm!"

"If I’m to take the stage, Guo Wen Division must accept one term from me."

Nan Hao immediately looked to Guo Wenxiong.

Guo Wenxiong replied, "Name it!"

"If I win, Guo Wen Division will give me twenty Purple Star Fruits!"

"If I lose, naturally, there will be no need."

"Purple Star Fruits!"

An outcry swept through the crowd—they were clearly no ordinary treasure!

Even Guo Wenxiong was mildly startled. Purple Star Fruits were no common commodity.

They are fourth-tier spirit fruits, capable of vastly enhancing a martial artist’s Spiritual Power!

For a Martial Artist, Spiritual Power is hard to cultivate—harder still to improve!

Fourth-tier, akin to fourth-tier elixirs, able to boost a Yin Realm Martial Artist’s Spiritual Power.

Just one fetches a sky-high price of millions of gold leaves back in Daqian!

Twenty—this was by no means a small sum!

Yet Xu Yang’s request was flawless, above reproach.

With so many powerhouses present, not one could detect any anomaly in his cultivation.

He truly stood at Early Stage of True Void Realm.

Even if his strength rivals True Void Realm Perfection, how could he compare with Nan Hao, who is true and through?

Especially when Nan Hao is one of the very best among them!

It’s bullying the weak with the strong... if he loses, there’s nothing to pay anyway!

Guo Wenxiong barely hesitated, laughing, "Twenty Purple Star Fruits, I promise you—if you win, they’re yours immediately!"

With a wave of his sleeve, he finished speaking.

At once, twenty fruits of purest purple hue, each with a faintly swirling star-like aura, appeared before them.

Xu Yang’s heart blazed hot at the sight of these fruits.

His reason for stepping into the ring and demanding Purple Star Fruits was no impulsive whim, but a carefully calculated move.

The last time he fought Nan Hao, the Spirit Lock Seal achieved nearly nothing!

Against the truly powerful, Spirit Lock Seal was barely a threat!

He’d thought of a higher tier—the Lock God Seal!

A technique threatening the very soul and Spiritual Power!

That could not be equated with mere True Essence disorder.

However, cultivating such a seal demanded one thing above all—Spiritual Power condensed into tangible form.

That was something achievable only at the Yin Realm.

But he, himself, possessed Spiritual Power unlike any other!

Given adequate resources, even at the True Void Realm, he could satisfy the requirement.

By then, with both Spirit Lock Seal and Lock God Seal in hand, any foe under the Yin Realm would be trivial to deal with!

Purple Star Fruit, a fourth-tier spirit elixir, is the chief ingredient in crafting fourth-tier Star Soul Elixirs!

The effect of a single Star Soul Elixir far surpasses that of a mere Purple Star Fruit!

With twenty Purple Star Fruits, he could refine around fifty Star Soul Elixirs!

Fifty fourth-tier elixirs—enough to let his Spiritual Power condense easily into substance.

As for losing?

Xu Yang stepped to the center, casting a cold, sinister smile at Nan Hao—how could there be any possibility of defeat in this battle?

"Daqian dog, your arrogance will cost you dearly!"

Nan Hao trembled with excitement, licking his lips greedily: "When you are dead, that secret technique of yours will be mine!"

Xu Yang started, then let out a sigh—at last he understood; this man had his sights on him all for the sake of the Spirit Lock Seal!

"You really are a fool."

Xu Yang couldn’t resist mocking him aloud.

"You seek death."

Nan Hao’s face darkened, turning an ashen blue.

Xu Yang couldn’t even be bothered to explain. This fool was blinded utterly by greed.

Does he not consider—when I, weaker by three entire sub-realms, can barely disrupt your True Essence, what kind of secret technique could this be?

Techniques of this caliber cannot possibly be mastered so easily.

Such heights demand impossible preconditions.

Not even talent and diligence are enough to bridge the gulf.

Guo Wenxiong smirked playfully: "Mr. Wuo, this Daqian brat is certainly remarkable. Self-confidence is admirable, but overconfidence is pure arrogance."

"Seems even a forty-percent share of Profound Snake Blood Ore won’t be slipping away now."

Wuo Longyue wore no expression as he barked coldly: "In this life and death match, no elixirs of any kind are allowed!"

"Begin!"

With the command given, all present held their breath—deadly silence filled the air.

A suffocating pressure quietly rose, oppressively tense!

Murder flashed in Nan Hao’s eyes as his power at True Void Realm Perfection erupted like a rampaging beast, and in a heartbeat, he vanished from view.

"Little bastard, die for me!"

He descended from the heavens, a true War God in form, Evil Qi raging wildly around him.

One palm like a millstone, he smashed apart the heavens for tens of yards around!

The terror of his might made all the Kunwu Division’s martial artists blanch in shock.

"Damn it, Nan Hao’s strength is overwhelming."

"Among everyone at True Void Realm Perfection, there are barely a handful in the Wudao Army who can even compare."

"That damned Daqian brat—he is the shame of our Kunwu Division!"

"The chief should never have agreed. If it were Ba Lu fighting Nan Hao, he would certainly win!"

The power of Nan Hao’s palm left the Kunwu Division’s martial artists with little doubt as to the outcome.

This Daqian dog, merely at Early Stage of True Void, how could he win?

Meanwhile, cheers echoed from the camp of the Guo Wen Division.

Unmoved, Xu Yang watched Nan Hao’s charge; the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking sneer.

To face Nan Hao openly and directly—an immense challenge!

He held no certainty of victory!

But he possessed methods none could ever anticipate.

No elixirs allowed?