Living in the Doomsday and Becoming an Immortal Alone-Chapter 1222 - 558: Divine Wood Blessing!

Wang Jixuan: ...

Mu Dan indeed grasped his little thoughts thoroughly.

Wang Jixuan said, "I really didn’t think of a better plan, just wanted to demonstrate my talent in Sword Dao and strive to join the Sword God Palace. Isn’t the Sword God Palace reputed to be the strongest?"

"Indeed, but the Sword God Palace is also one of the Eight Great Immortal Palaces with the fewest members."

Mu Dan pondered for two seconds, then looked up and said, "Why don’t you challenge him?"

"Rob him of the Divine Wood Spirit?"

"A strong person like that shouldn’t be so petty. Besides, if the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable wants to be serious, we wouldn’t be able to withstand even one of his strikes."

Mu Dan said with a playful smile: 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

"Although your Puppet Immortal Body and Dragon Python Soul have a continuously rising Energy Index, you’re still far from that top-tier Golden Immortal.

"Why don’t I write you some lines?"

"What lines? Don’t mess around."

"Aw, just consider it for reference," Mu Dan blinked.

"Alright, let’s hear it."

"Ahem!"

Mu Dan cleared her throat, and with a formal gesture into the air ahead, she spoke loudly:

"Sword Master Senior above! Junior Wang Jixuan, cultivating in the Xu Realm, has endured much hardship to become an immortal, once obstructed by the Heavenly Dao, suffered through three lifetimes of trials to reach the Immortal Realm.

"Now, as the Heavenly Dao shifts and calamities loom, Junior wishes to utilize my lifetime’s learning, wielding the sword and walking the path, to ultimately challenge the Heavenly Dao so that all beings can truly cultivate and rest.

"Having witnessed the majestic power of Sword Master Senior’s Sword Dao today, Junior is deeply admired and humbly asks the senior to teach me the Way of the Sword. May this be my query for eternal life!

"Besides, the Divine Wood Spirit named Little Sang is acquainted with Junior and is a familiar acquaintance with one of Junior’s disciples, therefore Junior boldly challenges you with a sword as a token of apprenticeship!"

Wang Jixuan rubbed his forehead with a hand.

His eyes flickered slightly.

He could generally understand what Mu Dan was saying.

Thinking carefully, Mu Dan’s approach could easily arouse the appreciation of the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable.

However, just this alone might not be enough.

He wasn’t entirely in a desperate situation, unable to demonstrate sincerity.

Moreover, the most important thing was that his current use of the Soul Transformation Technique with his Second Grade Heavenly Immortal Realm’s Dragon Python Soul could deceive ordinary Heavenly Immortals and Golden Immortals, but not a top expert like the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable...

"Okay, I have a rough idea now."

The eyes of Wang Jixuan’s Primordial Spirit child were full of determination.

Mu Dan smiled, "But master, to reach the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable, you first have to defeat that Elder Hou."

"Hmm," Wang Jixuan responded, "He’s bound to strike with deadly intent next, use whatever means you have."

"Alright," Mu Dan simply said, "Your Primordial Spirit and Dragon Python Soul can synchronize remotely. I have comprehended Elder Hou’s combat techniques and will provide you with dynamic simulations, predicting each of his moves a second in advance."

"Are you confident? This is a Golden Immortal."

"Golden Immortal refers to his level of cultivation and resonance with certain natural laws, not necessarily his cognitive ability."

Mu Dan slightly raised her head:

"Only the Heavenly Dao in the Immortal Realm has computation power that I’d regard highly."

Wang Jixuan’s Primordial Spirit child gave a thumbs-up.

He spoke no more, fully accepting the benefits afforded by Little Sang.

This Divine Wood Blessing seems... rather strong...

With just a simple exchange with Mu Dan, his Dragon Python Soul had already embarked on a new round of transformation, the realm and quality of the Dragon Python Soul feeling superior to his own Primordial Spirit swept over him once more.

This time, Wang Jixuan did not completely sever the fundamental connection between his Primordial Spirit and the Dragon Python Soul.

The Alien Soul felt like an extension of his arm;

As long as his main consciousness remained alive, the Primordial Spirit’s essence wouldn’t be replaced by the Alien Soul.

An increasingly intense blue light enveloped Wang Jixuan’s Foreign Soul Puppet, though his aura’s growth was starting to slow, seemingly unable to cross the life-and-death chasm of a Golden Immortal.

Meanwhile, that Elder Hou had picked up a great blade and slowly stood up with a Bronze Small Ding in hand.

Tiger eyes filled with killing intent.

...

"Please!"

Little Sang spoke again, her voice tinged with a hint of unhidden disappointment.

Clearly, Little Sang realized that even with this so-called Divine Wood Blessing, she couldn’t directly advance Xiao Hua’s teacher’s realm, much less contend with that Swordsman.

She had nearly resigned herself.

What can a tree do?

Likely only serve as food or materials for two-legged or four-legged creatures.

Little Sang gradually withdrew into herself.

Meanwhile, the immortal light around Wang Jixuan’s Foreign Soul Puppet gradually subsided.

He had already taken out a set of clothes from the Storage Magical Treasure and leisurely dressed himself, his regrown long hair cascading down his back.

Daoist Wang held the Moonlight Sword once more, took a deep breath, and gazed towards Elder Hou ahead.

He spoke loudly, "Sword Master Senior, thank you for your protection, I am ready!"

The Nine Spirits Sword Venerable made no further comment, the glass-like barrier around Wang Jixuan shattered instantly, colorful powder fluttering back.

Elder Hou’s figure moved!

He didn’t pounce forward, his great blade raised high, waves of powerful qi assaulted Wang Jixuan.

He intended to crush skill solely with power!

Daoist Wang lightly tapped his toes, once again unleashing the Qingping Sword Intent, yet this time, he seemed completely different from before, Elder Hou almost instantaneously lost track of Wang Jixuan.

Wang Jixuan’s Primordial Spirit child ’saw’ each of Elder Hou’s subsequent actions.

Including the fighting strategies Elder Hou intended to employ at the moment of attack.

Thus, he could directly respond correctly and easily.

Again, fallen leaves fluttered down.

But this time, only seven or eight leaves drifted towards Elder Hou’s vulnerable points.

Elder Hou’s long knife remained poised to deliver a vertical chop!

A power capable of shattering the entire Thirty-Three Layers of Cloud Ladder exploded forth, but after striking nothing, that hint of green light embedded in the ladder lightly ’absorbed’ it.

The drifting leaves swirled sometimes slowly, sometimes swiftly, past.

Shock appeared in Elder Hou’s eyes.

He immediately retreated, but his shoulder, outer thigh, and cheek simultaneously showed small blood traces still expanding!

What formidable Sword Intent!

This Sword Intent had evolved again, nearly embodying a Daoist Principle!

Elder Hou let out a loud cry, the great blade swung wildly ahead, countless blade qis furiously slashed in all directions, surprisingly leaving no apparent gaps.

But those few leaves continued to follow Elder Hou closely like shadows.

Only the experts spectating could see that a faint shadow accompanied Elder Hou, dancing abruptly with each swing of his blade.

A sudden sword came from the west, clouds changing color, the Great Path resounded!

That seemingly light-hearted sword carried the force of a thousand Daoist Principles, a myriad of falling leaves filled Elder Hou’s sight, the long blade unable to strike in time, protective immortal light erupted suddenly around him.

Immortal Light was useless!

Only most of the leaves were brushed aside!

Wang Jixuan’s Moonlight Sword lay hidden among the few remaining assailing leaves!

Electricity flashed, yin-yang flickered.

A crisp clang echoed across the heavens;

Wang Jixuan’s form manifested, the Moonlight Sword halted before Elder Hou’s chest, separated by a layer of blue light membrane sourced from that Ancient Bronze Cauldron.

Elder Hou’s face was colorless with despair;

Wang Jixuan smiled, "Still want to continue fighting? Though I lack the realm of a Golden Immortal, I held power comparable to a low-tier Golden Immortal, so my Sword Intent could fully manifest before you, and you’re unable to restrain it. Indeed, I cannot kill you either."

Elder Hou’s mouth twitched intensely.

Is this a duel in the arena?

No, he’s executing orders!

Elder Hou was about to act again, yet had he known that Wang Jixuan never intended those words for him to hear.

Above, the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable flicked a finger lightly, and Elder Hou felt as if struck heavily, his form paused for three seconds, then like a comet, flew sideways to the left, coughing blood widely after leaving the ladder.

The small cauldron atop Elder Hou’s head shattered directly.

The Nine Spirits Sword Venerable said calmly, "Bullying the weak, how shameless. Today, I spare you for you still count as a Golden Immortal of the Human Race, hmph!"

Wang Jixuan looked diagonally upward.

He exhaled softly, made a Daoist bow to the Nine Spirits Sword Venerable, then tapped his foot and moved directly towards the thirty-second layer of the Cloud Ladder.