The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 137 - 128: The Vulgar Body Cultivator

Lang Yue from the Luoxia Sect lay on the ground, gazing up at the sky, feeling like several of his bones were broken.

"A mere... crude Body Cultivator!"

His heart was shaken, completely unable to comprehend.

He had traveled over mountains and across rivers to the Daoist Sect, just to spar with the talented disciples of the Four Great Sects.

To witness their Spiritual Artifacts, to observe their Techniques, to see their methods... it was all to broaden his horizons and find his shortcomings.

"Why! Why is it a Body Cultivator?"

Even in the Luoxia Sect, there were only a few disciples who practiced Body Refining.

In a cultivation holy land like the Daoist Sect that everyone aspires to, how could there be such a lowly existence as a Body Cultivator!

Even more fatal was that everything happened so suddenly just now, the opponent’s explosive power was so strong that Lang Yue couldn’t react in time.

The person involved is confused, while the bystander is clear.

It was only after hearing the exclamations from the audience that he realized the opponent didn’t even use any Technique, just Martial World Martial Arts?

Lang Yue felt a surge of old blood welling up, feeling suffocated!

He indeed wanted to broaden his horizons, but he never expected to do so in such a damn way!

In fact, he felt that this Daoist Disciple in front of him had a bit of an intention to humiliate him.

Are you even too disdainful to use any Technique?

I come with such a good attitude to ask for guidance, and you insult people in this way!

—Body Cultivators are indeed crude!

The victor and the defeated were clear, Chu Huaixu stepped forward a few steps amid the surrounding discussions.

He looked at Lang Yue lying down clutching his wounds and asked with concern: "Senior Brother from the Luoxia Sect, are you okay?"

Lang Yue, with a bit of a stubbly beard, turned his head away, feeling even more humiliated, gritting his teeth, "Though my Luoxia Sect is a small sect, and I, Lang Yue, can’t compare to your Daoist Sect’s talents, but using Martial World Martial Arts, isn’t that a bit too humiliating?"

Chu Huaixu found this amusing when he heard it.

But putting himself in the other’s shoes, he thought it reasonable for this guy, who would be a top choice in Chengdu, to think this way.

He looked down at the other party and said something Lang Yue didn’t quite understand for the moment.

"If you feel I’m insulting you, why not stay longer and watch a few more of my matches later."

After saying this, Chu Huaixu left the stage.

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The Body Cultivator, at the lowest rung of the despise chain, used Martial World Martial Arts to defeat an enemy in one move, causing quite a stir in the Martial Arts Arena.

Chu Huaixu, having kept his abilities and reputation low profile, wandered around a bit with Han Shuangjiang, watched a few matches, then uninterestedly went home.

They had initially intended to see if they could run into Xiaoxu, but didn’t catch a glimpse of him.

"Probably his matches aren’t today either." Chu Huaixu remarked.

"I wonder where Junior Brother Xu has been these days." Han Shuangjiang commented.

Now every time she washes dishes, she thinks of him.

"I guess he’s in the Inner Sect, probably undergoing some special training after obtaining that sword." Chu Huaixu speculated.

After returning home, he opened his Character Panel.

After defeating Lang Yue just now, he surprisingly received 1017 Experience Points.

"It looks like besides mission rewards, there are also ’monster hunting rewards’?"

This indeed delighted him.

In this way, he would grow stronger and stronger through the ongoing competition.

Of course, his opponents would do likewise.

These people would also accumulate practical experience, and some might even gain insights.

"Overall, the Experience Points given after winning aren’t much, more like a bonus." Chu Huaixu thought to himself.

The next day, it was Han Shuangjiang’s turn to participate in the preliminaries.

As a "family member," he went to watch.

Coincidentally, Big Ice Cube drew an opponent who was a Daoist Sect disciple.

The entire battle process was without any suspense.

Han Shuangjiang defeated this Senior Brother effortlessly.

What’s more, this person’s cultivation was at the First Realm Ninth Heaven!

This made the onlookers gasp in surprise.

"This Junior Sister who’s so pretty, her strength is also so strong?"

"Another prodigy from our Outer Sect!"

"I feel like she didn’t even use her full strength."

"Her sword...looks like a Super Grade Spiritual Artifact!"

Obviously, the shock Big Ice Cube brought was far beyond that caused by Chu Huaixu.

No doubt, a beautiful and powerful woman naturally draws more attention.

After all, everyone loves beauties, not just men, but women too.

Moreover, just the words ’Super Grade Spiritual Artifact’ can incite a great commotion in the Outer Sect!

The grade of [Zhegu Heaven] is too high; it’s an absolute Supreme Treasure wherever it’s placed!

And the Senior Brother she defeated is actually quite a well-known Outer Sect disciple too.

Of course, not to the extent of appearing on Chu Huaixu’s "Assassination List."

After the match, the two customarily wandered around the Martial Arts Arena to look for the homeless Xiaoxu.

Still didn’t find him.

During this process, they happened to watch a fight of Ji Sikong’s.

This person’s name was on the gambling lists, and the odds weren’t high, suggesting a lot of people had high expectations for him.

How to put it, he was indeed strong.

"In the current state, if Han Shuangjiang doesn’t use Sword Intent and fights him, it would probably be a fifty-fifty chance." Chu Huaixu estimated in his heart.

Of course, who knows what trump cards this Ji Sikong might have, his true comprehensive strength still can’t be seen as of yet.

They also watched a match of a female disciple from the Sword Sect, whose strength seemed to be no less than Ji Sikong’s.

This gave the two a feeling of "not underestimating the heroes of the world."

This East Continent grand competition truly gathers outstanding talents.

Han Shuangjiang’s diligent attribute kicked in, deciding to work harder that night.

Chu Huaixu gave her a glance, easily seeing through her intentions, and asked with a smile, "You must be almost at the Eighth Heaven, shall I give you some Spirit Pills tonight to assist your breakthrough?"

"Probably not." She instinctively refused.

She still owed Chu Huaixu a lot of Sect Contribution Points, after all, how could she accept his Spirit Pills?

"Just eat them when I tell you to! Xiaoxu wouldn’t be as talkative as you, he would just silently appreciate my kindness." Chu Huaixu said, a bit sternly.

Han Shuangjiang looked at him, slightly grumbling in her heart, "Saying it as if I don’t have a conscience."

How do you know I’m not appreciative?

At night, he gave Big Ice Cube a bottle of Spirit Pills.

After taking three, she successfully broke through to the Eighth Heaven.

The young girl looked towards the window, her thoughts drifting.

"If you really get a good ranking in the East Continent contest, you can receive sect rewards."

"At that time, you can take something suitable for him as a thank you gift."

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On the third day of the preliminary rounds, Xu Ziqing, carrying a sword box, arrived at the Martial Arts Arena.

The sword box was very long and, if stood up, would be taller than him.

This delicate-looking young boy was already short, and the large sword box on his back made him exceptionally conspicuous.

The reddish-brown sword box was entirely made of Coiled Dragon Wood.

Its purpose was to conceal aura and block detection.

Although it was just a Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact, it had array patterns engraved inside, making it hard for ordinary cultivators of the Sixth and Seventh Realms to discern much.

Due to the crowdedness inside the Martial Arts Arena, with a large flow of people, Xu Ziqing found it somewhat difficult to move around, making him particularly noticeable.

There was no help for it; he could only carry the sword box slanted, which required more space when he walked, often saying, "Excuse me."

Compared to Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang’s small fame, Xiaoxu’s reputation was barely noticeable.

His only outstanding performance happened on the first floor of the Library Pavilion.

Almost no one knew this young boy with a feminine appearance, but he always gave off a weak impression.

Xu Ziqing was looking around as he walked, trying to spot those two familiar figures.

Now, without the competition, he needed to stay close to the Junior Martial Uncle at all times.

He practiced the "Sword Nurturing Skill" multiple times daily and had to learn some secret techniques, the function of which he did not know.

The remaining time was spent cultivating the "Ice Skin Jade Bone Heart Method."

After advancing to the Fourth Level Middle Grade Spiritual Embryo, his cultivation speed was not much faster than before.

Even though body refining followed the path of Shell Spirit, a small amount of spiritual power was stored in the Spiritual Embryo Secret Collection.

Every time he absorbed the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi, the spiritual qi that passed through the Spiritual Embryo Secret Collection was devoured by at least seventy percent by the small blue-black sword.

This made the young boy somewhat uncomfortable.

He now felt as if he existed only for this sword.

Most of his daily time was spent "nurturing" this bronze sword.

This psychological feeling was uncomfortable.

Especially after seeing the words on the Gentleman Stele.

Xu Ziqing regarded every word said by Chu Huaixu as a golden rule.

The words "A gentleman uses objects, not the other way around" engraved by Senior Brother are what I’m now contradicting.

"I am ashamed of my senior brother’s teachings."

But for the sake of revenge, the young boy was very aware of his need for power.

This sword possessed supreme power!

Thus, Xu Ziqing’s Dao heart now constantly wavered, and his thoughts were unsettled.

Today, his competition ring happened to be the eighteenth ring inside the Martial Arts Arena.

After his identity was verified, he stepped onto the ring at the indication of two Inner Sect senior brothers acting as referees.

His opponent was a disciple from the Sword Sect named Chairman Wang.

Chairman Wang glanced at the delicate young boy, his eyes naturally drifting to his Adam’s apple, trying to guess his gender.

Then, he glanced at the slightly large sword box. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

"Are you also a sword cultivator, Junior Brother?" Chairman Wang asked.

Xiaoxu looked tender, so he naturally assumed the senior brother role.

Chairman Wang was already eager to try.

As previously mentioned, the Daoist Sect and Sword Sect never got along.

Sword Sect disciples loved to compete with Daoist Sect sword cultivators to prove their sect was the true Sword Dao Holy Land.

Therefore, he hoped this seemingly weak young boy was indeed a sword cultivator.

If he won, it would give him a greater sense of achievement.

——Daoist sword cultivators are just like that!

But Xu Ziqing remained as sincere as ever, genuinely pondering for a moment before replying, "Senior Brother Chairman Wang, I guess I’m not considered a sword cultivator. I am a body cultivator."

As soon as these words were uttered, the audience erupted in gasps.

"How is it another body cultivator?"

"The body cultivator from the day before yesterday in this ring, what was his name?"

"Chu Huaixu!"

"Yes, yes, Chu Huaixu."

When Chairman Wang heard the opponent was a crude body cultivator, he felt a strong sense of contrast.

Looks delicate, yet turns out to be a body refiner?

A hint of disdain instantly appeared on his face.

Xu Ziqing, however, didn’t see this scene at all.

Because someone in the audience triggered his "keywords," he was completely absorbed by the voices below.

"Was Senior Brother also competing in this ring the day before yesterday?"

Amidst his distraction, Chairman Wang spoke.

"Junior Brother Xu, with those thin arms and legs, can you really practice body cultivation?"

"I thought you were a sword cultivator, but it turns out you’re a body cultivator. How can the dignified Daoist Sect have someone practicing body cultivation?"

In the Profound Yellow Realm, sword cultivators are the proudest group.

They can almost be understood as... they always believe that practitioners of swordsmanship are the best!

And Sword Sect sword cultivators are the proudest among sword cultivators.

Chairman Wang’s behavior perfectly matched the stereotype people had of Sword Sect sword cultivators.

Immediately, a Daoist disciple in the audience spoke up: "What’s wrong with body cultivation!"

"Exactly!"

"That Chu Huaixu from the day before yesterday was also a body cultivator. He didn’t even use any techniques, just martial arts from the martial world to defeat the enemy in one move!"

"That’s right! Who do you think you’re looking down on!"

Even though they usually looked down on body cultivators, at critical moments, Daoist disciples always took a clear stand, helping kin over principle!

Hearing these impassioned words, Xu Ziqing only thought: "Senior Brother is indeed as strong as ever!"

Just as he was filled with emotion, a very familiar voice came from behind:

"Xiaoxu."

The expression on the young boy’s face changed instantly, revealing boundless joy, and his eyes brightened.

"Eh! Senior Brother!" He immediately turned to respond, looking towards Chu Huaixu and Han Shuangjiang, who had appeared at some point.

Only to see the other party’s lips moving slightly, without making a sound. But based on his understanding of Chu Huaixu, the young boy immediately read the lip language.

The coarse body cultivator under the stage issued an order to the body cultivator on the stage:

"Beat him to death for me."

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