Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 488: Cultivation Techniques With the Same Names

Zhao Yuan stepped onto the arena stage with a cruel smirk on his lips. He was participating in the Advanced Foundation Establishment category.

Cultivators nowadays have it too easy, untempered by blood and flame. They break down in tears and forfeit the match the moment I display the slightest cruelty.

This was how I’d fought my way through the city-level and provincial-level competitions. Had the referees not intervened in time, those opponents would have died.

But openly killing people in the Dao-Seeking Sect’s territory does pose some difficulty. Forget it, since killing is off the table, I can frighten my opponents out of their wits and cripple their path to growth, eliminating a potential threat in the upcoming Battle of the Great Era.

My opponent this time is some so-called genius of the Dao-Seeking Sect?

It doesn’t matter. Regardless of who it is, all talent and efforts are meaningless in the face of absolute disparity in power.

“Greetings, Fellow Daoist. I am Wei Nanfei of the Dao-Seeking Sect.” Wei Nanfei was Lu Yang’s batchmate. He was poisoned by his stepmother in his childhood and was saved by Dai Bufan when he passed by.

“Rogue cultivator, Zhao Yuan,” Zhao Yuan replied perfunctorily as he sized up his opponent condescendingly.

If not for the tournament finals, this person wouldn’t be qualified to stand on the same stage as me. After all, I was an almighty Apex Fusion cultivator who had dispersed my cultivation to cultivate anew. This time, I’ll definitely climb a level higher and aim straight for the Transcendent Tribulation Stage.

“After you, Fellow Daoist Zhao Yuan.”

Zhao Yuan lunged at Wei Nanfei, an emerald long saber materializing in his grip, its hilt adorned with a Dragon-Eye Stone the size of a pigeon’s egg.

“So fast!” Wei Nanfei gasped, barely sidestepping in time.

Zhao Yuan naturally pressed the assault, his wrist flicking to spin the long saber mid-air, cleaving it toward Wei Nanfei’s abdomen.

Clang! Wei Nanfei drew two axes from his waist, crossing them defensively before his stomach to intercept the attack.

~~~

“Why do these axes look so familiar...?” Man Gu mumbled, turning to Li Haoran beside him. “Junior Brother Li, do you recognize these two axes?”

Li Haoran was currently enjoying the happy fate of a man surrounded by several partners, with Su Yiren to his left and Qin Yanyan to his right, though his left hand had been crushed by Su Yiren more than once. Fortunately, his Limb Rebirth allowed his wounds to heal quickly, which he treated as practice for using his golden core.

“These are replicas of the Mountain-Splitting Axe. I forged them for Junior Brother Wei.”

“Mountain-Splitting Axe?” Man Gu found this name familiar too.

Li Haoran elaborated, “It’s one of the River Spirit’s three axes during our sect’s entrance trials—a mortal axe, a spirit artifact Mountain-Splitting Axe, and an immortal artifact Heaven-Splitting Axe. Junior Brother Wei liked the Mountain-Splitting Axe’s design and requested me to craft two.”

Man Gu finally understood.

~~~

Onstage, the battle had reached a climax, Wei Nanfei proving far more troublesome than Zhao Yuan had anticipated.

Although Zhao Yuan was confident of defeating Wei Nanfei, a battle like this wouldn’t cripple Wei Nanfei’s Dao heart. In the past, Zhao Yuan loved pretending to be weak and disguising himself as a genius to crush young prodigies’ Dao hearts.

“Time to use some real methods!” Zhao Yuan’s eyes glinted ruthlessly as he employed his trump card. His blood boiled beneath his flushed skin like a frenzied wild beast. The Dragon-Eye Stone embedded in his hilt emitted an eerie red glow, resembling an ancient dragon opening its eyes with an overwhelmingly oppressive aura.

The long saber came crashing down toward Wei Nanfei’s face. Despite fending it off with his axes, Wei Nanfei’s arms still trembled from the impact, barely withstanding the force.

~~~

“What cultivation technique is this?” Yang Ding’s brow furrowed. The Prison Suppression Sect’s study of cultivation techniques was limited, and he could only recognize that Zhao Yuan had executed a cultivation technique that unleashed a short burst of explosive strength.

“It should be a cultivation technique that burns one lifespan to increase their combat power temporarily,” Luo Hongxia analyzed. Few cultivators in the current era would touch such cultivation techniques.

“It’s the Incinerating Heaven Burning Blood Art,” the Everlasting Immortal Fairy casually stated, showcasing her wealth of ancient knowledge.

Burning one’s lifespan to increase combat power was common in ancient times. The Five Ancient Immortals would play around by burning several years of their lifespans when they had nothing to do.

The Epoch Immortal had often burned his lifespan even before becoming an immortal, making him hard to deal with. After all, his original form was the Jianmu World Tree, whose existence spanned the entirety of human history or even longer, its lifespan bordering on the infinite.

“So it’s that one.” Although everyone didn’t know the technique, they had heard of its name before.

“Then it’ll be tough for your Dao-Seeking Sect disciple. I’m afraid he won’t defeat this Zhao Yuan.” The Eldest Prince Jiang Qun knitted his brow.

All signs pointed to Zhao Yuan most likely being an archaic cultivator.

“Worry not. Wei Nanfei also cultivates the Incinerating Heaven Burning Blood Art.”

“Also?” Qiu Jin’an was taken aback. No wonder you could recognize Zhao Yuan’s cultivation technique.

“Mmm, Lass Yun wrote it.”

~~~

Wei Nanfei opened his mouth, seeming like he was about to say something, but Zhao Yuan struck preemptively, preventing Wei Nanfei from speaking. 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Want to surrender? No way!

Wei Nanfei helplessly shook his head at his opponent’s unreasonable conduct and could only activate his own cultivation technique.

Zhao Yuan’s power skyrocketed. Although he was still at the Advanced Foundation Establishment Stage, his combat prowess could rival an Advanced Golden Core cultivator.

Kill!

Internally crowing, Zhao Yuan’s momentum rose, while Wei Nanfei deftly evaded his incisive assaults. Zhao Yuan was unrelenting, determined to etch permanent trauma in Wei Nanfei’s heart through this battle.

Kill, kill, kill!

The stronger Zhao Yuan became, the faster his lifespan burned.

“Wait, why is my lifespan burning this quickly?!” Zhao Yuan cried out in alarm. The Incinerating Heaven Burning Blood Art is my life-bound cultivation technique that I’ve practiced for a lifetime. It can’t possibly go wrong.

“It’s you!” Zhao Yuan glared daggers at Wei Nanfei.

Wei Nanfei sighed. “I tried to warn you just now that if you admitted defeat, I wouldn’t have used this move, but you insisted on stopping me from speaking. Since both you and I cultivate the Incinerating Heaven Burning Blood Art, why must we fight to the death?

“Most importantly, you can’t beat me.”

“Are you kidding me?! How is yours considered the Incinerating Heaven Burning Blood Art?!” Zhao Yuan roared in rage. Who are you trying to fool? Who could understand this cultivation technique better than I do? I’ve never heard of a cultivation technique that burns another’s lifespan!

“In any case, Big Senior Sister called this the Incinerating Heaven Burning Blood Art,” Wei Nanfei muttered, equally perplexed. When he was selecting a cultivation technique, the elder had presented two manuals to him, both bearing the name Incinerating Heaven Burning Blood Art.

The sole difference was that the former was excavated from an ancient cave domain, while the latter was written by Yun Zhi.

Wei Nanfei had chosen the latter without hesitation.

Zhao Yuan watched as his lifespan drained away uncontrollably, his attempts to stop it futile. He could only hastily concede defeat.

~~~

“What just happened?” Qiu Jin’an stared at the scene on stage in shock.

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy’s face lit up with an excited glee. Just as she was about to spill Yun Zhi’s secrets and dark past, a teacup appeared beside her hand.

She turned around to see Yun Zhi standing behind her with a frosty demeanor and asking with concern, “Acting Sect Leader, drink some water to soothe your throat.”

The Everlasting Immortal Fairy broke out in a cold sweat and dared not speak further.

Yang Ding recalled certain rumors about how every disciple of the Dao-Seeking Sect had to complete two missions annually, and how Yun Zhi had fulfilled hers by lying that she had discovered archaic cultivation techniques in cave domains. In reality, she had written all of those solely based on their names.

Furthermore, Yun Zhi’s versions of cultivation techniques with the same names always far surpassed the originals.