Invincible Divine Sword-Chapter 288 - : The Decisive Battle at the Summit of Celestial Burial
Chapter 288: Chapter 288: The Decisive Battle at the Summit of Celestial Burial
Indeed, 7,321!
This was the talent value of a casual strike by Yang Xiaotian.
Everyone was shocked by this number of 7,321.
Upon hearing Wang Qing’s exclamation, the crowd realized Wang Qing had arrived.
“Dean!” Everyone quickly bowed in respect.
Wang Qing, however, walked over to Yang Xiaotian excitedly, wanting to grab his hand but not daring to, choking up, he said, “Child, Celestial Burial Academy takes pride in you!”
For countless ages, Celestial Burial Academy had produced invincible generations and Sword Gods who had intimidated the Azure God Continent, but never had they taken pride in someone like this.
And now, Celestial Burial Academy was proud of Yang Xiaotian.
Wei Zongyuan stood by the side, his face turning extremely ugly as Wang Qing said that Celestial Burial Academy took pride in Yang Xiaotian.
To be someone Celestial Burial Academy took pride in, what an honor it was.
Originally, this honor was his, yet Yang Xiaotian had emerged!
“Yang Xiaotian, I challenge you to a duel!” It was at this moment, suddenly, that Wei Zongyuan spoke out.
A duel!
Wei Zongyuan’s words were shocking.
Everyone was greatly surprised.
No one expected Wei Zongyuan to suddenly challenge Yang Xiaotian to a duel.
After the surprise, everyone was extremely excited.
Wei Zongyuan practiced the indestructible Kingly Sword Body, possessed ten top-grade Golden Cores, and was the direct disciple of the Demon Sky Sword God. Among his peers, few could withstand a single move from him.
A duel with Yang Xiaotian would surely be incredibly exciting.
“A duel,” Yang Xiaotian said calmly, looking at Wei Zongyuan with a face full of jealousy.
“Right, a duel. Yang Xiaotian, do you dare?” Wei Zongyuan said solemnly, “Three months from now, we shall duel at the Summit of Celestial Burial!”
The Summit of Celestial Burial referred to the highest mountain of Celestial Burial Academy, Wangtian Peak.
“Alright!” This time, Yang Xiaotian did not refuse and accepted the challenge.
“Good, three months from now at the Summit of Celestial Burial, I’ll be waiting for you,” Wei Zongyuan said coldly, then he was about to lead his followers away.
“It seems you’ve forgotten something.” Just as Wei Zongyuan was about to leave, Yang Xiaotian spoke up.
Wei Zongyuan paused, then understood what Yang Xiaotian meant. He hesitated for a moment, took out seven Saint-level Elixirs, and with a pained expression, he tossed them to Yang Xiaotian.
Afterward, Wei Zongyuan left with his followers, somewhat disheveled.
The crowd watched as Wei Zongyuan left, feeling a complex mix of emotions.
Wei Zongyuan had originally broken the ancient curse and achieved 6,000, creating a Divine Miracle for the Buddha Source Empire. However, in front of Yang Xiaotian’s 7,321, he paled in comparison.
After Wei Zongyuan left, Wang Qing excitedly chatted with Yang Xiaotian about some family matters before leaving. As he left, he reiterated that Yang Xiaotian could come to him for anything in the future.
Once Wang Qing had left, various powerful individuals also departed one after another.
Many powerful individuals from various families bowed to Yang Xiaotian as they left.
The Dragon Overlord King and his three companions offered their congratulations to Yang Xiaotian before departing together.
In the end, only Zuo Qiu and Mu Yunchun were left.
Mu Yunchun approached Yang Xiaotian, her eyes brimming with a coquettish charm as though they could ooze water, “Congratulations, Junior Brother Yang, for creating an Eternal Divine Miracle.”
Zuo Qiu watched Mu Yunchun’s smile that was coquettish enough to make one feel weak, he swallowed hard. Just a few days ago, it was Junior Brother Yang, and today it had changed to Junior Brother. Quite the quick change.
Yang Xiaotian shook his head, “No one can create an Eternal Divine Miracle.”
It wasn’t self-deprecation; the passage of time was long and the future, unpredictable.
Upon hearing this, Mu Yunchun stepped forward a few more paces, almost coming up to Yang Xiaotian’s chest, and said with a smile, “Younger Brother Yang, are you free tonight?”
Zuo Qiu’s saliva gurgled suddenly, the sound abrupt, causing Mu Yunchun to cast him a reproachful glance.
“What’s the matter, Senior Sister Mu?” Yang Xiaotian still looked at Mu Yunchun warily.
But Mu Yunchun chuckled behind her hand, “Are you really that afraid of me, Younger Brother Yang? Are you afraid I’ll eat you up? I, a girl, am not afraid, what’s there for a boy like you to fear?”
She then said, “It’s inconvenient to talk about it here. Come to my cave dwelling tonight, and I’ll tell you then.”
Zuo Qiu piped up, “Senior Sister Mu, can I come visit your cave dwelling tonight as well?”
Mu Yunchun replied with a smile, “Sure, as long as you’re not afraid of having your three legs broken.”
Zuo Qiu quickly crossed his legs in fear.
“It’s fine for Senior Sister Mu to speak here,” Yang Xiaotian insisted.
Mu Yunchun hesitated, looking as though she wanted to say more.
Seeing this, Zuo Qiu sensibly walked away.
Once Zuo Qiu had left, Mu Yunchun said to Yang Xiaotian, “A few years ago, my grandfather contracted a strange cold poison. Our Mu Family has tried everything, but nothing can expel the poison—only one of the top ten Abnormal Fires can remove it.”
Yang Xiaotian suddenly understood.
“I would like to ask Junior Brother Yang for help, to expel this poison from my grandfather,” Mu Yunchun pleaded earnestly. “Of course, we won’t ask you to do it for nothing. If Junior Brother Yang is willing to help, you can select any three treasures from the vault of our Mu Family.”
The Mu Family, one of the mightiest families in the Eastern Desolate and regarded alongside the He Family of He Zhen as the two most powerful families, could even be ranked among the top ten in the whole Buddha Source Empire. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
The Mu Family’s vault must be astonishing indeed.
To let Yang Xiaotian choose any three items was a most generous offer.
Seeing Mu Yunchun’s sincere attitude, Yang Xiaotian pondered for a moment before replying, “I can help to expel the strange cold poison from your grandfather’s body, but it’ll have to wait until after my duel with Wei Zongyuan.”
After all, the Eastern Desolate was not close by, and he was due to ascend Celestial Burial Mountain on the first of the next month. After the mountain, if all went as planned, he would also need to enter the Soul Beast Forest to hunt a million-year-old Soul Beast and condense a million-year-old Soul Ring.
Thus, he wouldn’t be free before his duel with Wei Zongyuan.
Upon Yang Xiaotian’s agreement, Mu Yunchun could not hide her joy, her eyes brimming with delight, “Okay, Junior Brother Yang, then it’s a deal!”
She then said to Yang Xiaotian, “The He Family has always been eyeing my Mu Family greedily. If they discovered that my grandfather contracted the strange cold poison, I fear they would strike against us. So, please keep this confidential, Junior Brother Yang.”
Yang Xiaotian nodded.
When leaving, Mu Yunchun playfully teased Yang Xiaotian, “If you’re free tonight, Younger Brother Yang, you’re welcome to have tea at my Peach Blossom Peak, any night will do.”
And with that, she sauntered off, her round hips swaying with each step.
Yang Xiaotian shook his head.
After a while, he and Zuo Qiu flew away.
“Brother, Wei Zongyuan challenging you to a duel in three months’ time means he is absolutely confident in his victory, so you better be cautious,” Zuo Qiu warned. “In three months, he will likely have broken through to become a Martial Emperor, and also condensed a Soul Ring.”
“Many say that if Wei Zongyuan were to condense a Soul Ring, it would certainly be over ninety thousand years old, maybe even ninety-nine thousand years!”
“If he really does condense a ninety-nine thousand year Soul Ring, his combat power would be terrifying beyond belief!”
Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaotian half-joked, “If he condenses a ninety-nine thousand year Soul Ring, then I’ll condense a hundred thousand year Soul Ring.”
Zuo Qiu was taken aback and then laughed, shaking his head.
That evening, instead of going to Mu Yunchun’s Peach Blossom Peak for tea, Yang Xiaotian chose an Uninhabited Peak to cultivate the Primordial Dragon Art.
His Primordial Dragon Art was soon to awaken the True Dragon Power of ten thousand dragons, after which he would condense the True Dragon Wings.
