My Daily Life of Farming in the World of Cultivation-Chapter 152 - 5 The Battle is Over

Chapter 152: Chapter 5 The Battle is Over

Chapter 152: Chapter 5 The Battle is Over

Hearing this familiar phrase made the corners of Fang Yun’s mouth twitch.

He seemed to remember the same words being spoken by an old man when he first arrived on the island.

Could it be that these cultivators were all trained to speak in the same manner?

However, now that it had come to blows, how could Fang Yun possibly reconcile with the other party?

This young cultivator in front of him clearly came from a powerful faction.

Once spared, Fang Yun would face relentless pursuit by that force.

Even without experiencing it firsthand, Fang Yun could easily understand this truth by just thinking about it.

Therefore, he looked at the young cultivator in front of him and shook his head, “Since you’ve addressed me as a fellow daoist, I’ll take it as such for the time being!

We’re not fools; having fought to this point, how could we possibly cease hostilities?”

In the midst of talking, Fang Yun’s last cone-shaped object swiftly left his hand, arriving in an instant atop Lin Zhenfeng’s protective shield.

The already dimming protective shield, under the impact of the final cone-shaped object, flickered several times and suddenly became exceedingly thin.

Mana within Fang Yun’s body circulated, with the driving force of his spirit.

He spun the last cone-shaped object like mad.

Lin Zhenfeng, hearing Fang Yun’s words and seeing his decisive actions,

knew there was no longer any chance for reconciliation between them.

Looking at the golden cone-shaped object frenziedly breaking through his protective shield,

and seeing Fang Yun, a loose cultivator of similar age,

panic overwhelmed Lin Zhenfeng’s reason, driving him into madness.

“F-fine, fine, fine! Don’t think just because I’m speaking reasonably, it means I’m afraid of you!

Since you are so unappreciative, go die then!”

While speaking, Lin Zhenfeng slapped his storage bag.

A pitch-black dagger flew out from it.

The dagger was entirely black, with numerous blood-red patterns on it, giving it a ghastly appearance.

Lin Zhenfeng held the black dagger in his hand, a flicker of hesitation passing through his eyes.

Then with a surge of determination.

He channeled the mana inside his body, forcefully squeezing out a large amount of essence blood from his heart.

Then, combining it with the mana of his body, he violently sprayed it onto the black dagger.

With that mouthful of essence blood mixed with his own mana expelled, Lin Zhenfeng’s complexion immediately turned sallow and his hair turned gray in an instant.

The dagger, having absorbed his essence blood, immediately emitted a misty blood glow.

Seeing this, Lin Zhenfeng raised his head to look at Fang Yun across from him, his face revealing a sinister smile.

Then, without caring about the golden cone-shaped object about to breakthrough his shield, he threw the black dagger directly at Fang Yun.

Actually, when the young cultivator across from him spoke those words, Fang Yun’s vigilance had already peaked.

But at this stage of the fight, Fang Yun had already exhausted all his techniques.

The only thing that could really penetrate defenses in his hands was the cone-shaped object.

Neither the white light transformed by the Spiritual Insect nor the somewhat offensive vines were much use against the protective shield.

Therefore, when he realized something was wrong, apart from continuing to crazily drive the cone-shaped object to spin and breakthrough,

he could do nothing else.

At this moment, he realized that even with a rather powerful offensive tactic like the cone-shaped object,

he still lacked a decisive move that would settle the fight.

This ultimate technique should be able to fully unleash the strong mana from within him.

Otherwise, no matter how much mana he had in his body, it wouldn’t help much with the situation.

However, developing that type of spell would be plans to be made after defeating the opponent—if he couldn’t win, discussing this would be pointless.

Right now, the only thing he could do was to keep driving the cone-shaped object’s rotation,

and to watch helplessly as the cultivator across from him activated that seemingly nontrivial black dagger.

When the black dagger was thrown by the young cultivator across from him, Fang Yun’s cone-shaped object also finally broke through the opponent’s shield.

Afterward, the cone-shaped object turned into a streak of golden light, almost instantly flipping open half of the young cultivator’s skull.

However, just before his death, Fang Yun clearly saw the look in the other’s eyes, as if he was looking at a dead man.

This made Fang Yun very wary of the swiftly approaching dagger.

Moved in spirit, the vines always surrounding him suddenly soared upwards.

Then they coiled around each other, forming a thick shield, adding a layer of protection for Fang Yun.

At the same time, the multiple protective shields formed by the roots of the Five Elements Plants on his body also transformed into a Fire Attribute.

Fang Yun did not know exactly what attribute the bloody light on the black dagger belonged to.

But it presumably was some kind of evil energy.

And among the Five Elements, fire had the power to break such malevolent forces.

This was all he could do for defense; the rest was to adapt as necessary.

In the blink of an eye, he completed these preparations.

At that moment, the black dagger finally made contact with the vine-formed shield ahead.

The moment it touched, the blood light on the black dagger began to spread onto the vine.

With just this touch, Fang Yun immediately lost his connection to the vine.

This made him realize that the vine in front of him had been completely obliterated by the blood light.

As the vine died, only its metallic frame remained.

However, perhaps because the vine had already perished, the black dagger no longer had any effect on its body.

And the young Cultivator who could wield the black dagger had died under Fang Yun’s cone-shaped body.

As a result, even though the energy of the black dagger was terrifying, its physical attack was not very potent.

Thus, the black dagger, lodged in the vine’s body, pushed it towards Fang Yun’s protective barrier with a collision.

Seeing this, Fang Yun almost instinctively seized the opportunity and retreated a great distance with a sudden movement.

He kept far away from the black dagger that remained lodged in the vine’s body.

The black dagger, with the vine’s body, continuously crashed into nearby turtles and jellyfish.

Then it was forced to stop.

It remained lodged in the vine, emitting a buzzing sound.

After quite a while, the blood light on it gradually subsided, and the black dagger eventually calmed down.

Fang Yun, standing in the distance, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This time was quite perilous; the power of the blood light on the black dagger was too strong.

Had this dagger struck his protective shield, either he would have died, or the Five Elements Plants within his body would have perished.

Both outcomes were unacceptable to him.

This time it could be said that the vine had died in his stead.

Thinking this, even though the vine was not a sentient being, Fang Yun had long regarded it as his own limb.

Now that the vine had taken the disaster for him and lost its life, Fang Yun felt somewhat distressed just thinking about it.

He looked up and observed his surroundings; under the dark smoke spewing from the volcano, the sky was dark.

And on the island, the constantly flowing lava was emitting a red glow.

The branches and stalks of the crops harvested earlier on the island were burning wildly under the influence of the lava.

The two kinds of light illuminated the entire island.

In the distance, the Spiritual Insect transformed into white light that was still flashing, and faint screams could be heard.

It seemed the Cultivators who had fallen earlier had not completely perished.

After all, the battle between Fang Yun and the two leading Cultivators was complicated to describe,

But the fight was just a few quick exchanges.

It didn’t take much time.

After assessing the situation on the island, Fang Yun glanced in the direction of the black dagger.

He slowly walked over.

Approaching, he found the black dagger was now motionless, its blood-red runes had completely dimmed.

He knew this special Magic Artifact must be out of energy.

To be safe, Fang Yun did not grasp the black dagger with his hand directly.

Instead, he harnessed Mana to form a tiny Energy Ball in an extremely short amount of time.

Then he flicked it gently with his hand, striking the black dagger.

With a light sound, the black dagger was knocked away, colliding with a rock before falling to the ground, motionless.

At that point, Fang Yun gently laid his hand on the vine’s cold metallic body.

Life Essence Qi from his body slowly infused into it.

As soon as the Life Essence Qi infused into the vine’s body, it encountered a blood-colored destructive energy.

This destructive energy reacted violently upon contact with the Life Essence Qi.

The two forces collided fiercely, causing light sounds from the vine’s metallic body.

Through his connection with the Life Essence Qi, Fang Yun sensed the nature of this blood-colored energy.

But after sensing for a while, apart from recognizing its intense destructiveness and some corrosive quality, he perceived nothing else.

So, Fang Yun increased the infusion of Life Essence Qi.

Blood-colored energy, being without a rooted source, faced constant suppression from the Life Essence Qi.

It could only retreat towards the vine’s root system amidst continuous consumption and withdrawal.

Seeing this, Fang Yun wasn’t particularly hurried; he continued to infuse Life Essence Qi steadily,

Spreading it throughout the vine’s branches to see if there was any chance of revival under its influence.

As time passed, the entire body of the vine was almost dominated by the Life Essence Qi.

Whereas the blood-colored energy could only curl up inside the main root of the vine,

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Forming a ping pong ball-sized blood-colored sphere.

Just as Fang Yun was about to completely force out the blood-colored energy from the vine’s body to collect it for later research,

At that moment, a thread of vitality that Fang Yun had long sought but not found appeared within that blood-colored energy.