Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 498: Suppress
Qiu Jin’an flew into a rage. Yang Ding, you’ve always been a pretty honest fellow. Since when did you learn to scheme in the shadows?
Why hadn’t I thought of this myself?!
Our Five-Elements Sect also needs promotion, and what better opportunity than having the Heavenly Court Creed adulate us? Yet I’d let this golden chance slip!
The Taciturn Daoist Priest had been tirelessly spinning tales to add to the Saga of the Dao-Seeking Sect every day. Nowadays, one could hear pingshu performances of the Dao-Seeking Sect in any teahouse, and the Dao-Seeking Sect’s fame had skyrocketed.
Qiu Jin’an wished he could do the same, but unfortunately, the Five-Elements Sect lacked talents like the Taciturn Daoist Priest.
Luo Hongxia remained unperturbed. As a semi-secluded sect of female cultivators, the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace’s reputation already surpassed the Five-Elements Sect and the Prison Suppression Sect even without active promotion.
“Sect Leader Lu, is it too late to promote our Five-Elements Sect too? We can discuss the remuneration,” Qiu Jin’an asked the Everlasting Immortal Fairy beside him.
In the cultivation world, it was widely accepted that the ancient era marked the pinnacle of power, and everyone wanted to associate themselves with this golden age. With the Heavenly Court Creed around, a few casual remarks could let them establish some connection to the ancient era.
However, Lu Yang was the one who had negotiated the collaboration details; the Everlasting Immortal Fairy was clueless in this regard.
She transmitted an auditory message to Lu Yang, who was still occupied with the battle on stage. After a brief contemplation, he responded, “Although I could praise the Five-Elements now and say something like ‘as expected of the sect embodying the power of heaven and earth’s five elements’ or ‘what an extraordinary genius the founding ancestor was,’ the timing would feel forced and damage the credibility of our Heavenly Court Creed. Tell Sect Leader Qiu we’ll collaborate with the Five-Elements Sect next time.”
“Oh.”
~~~
On stage, Lu Yang was locked in an intense battle with Yan Tianzhi.
In the last round, Yan Tianzhi fought with everything he had to defeat Bai Ming for the sake of publicity. To have defeated Bai Ming proved he had something going for him.
The Taotie and Qinglong (Azure Dragon) were major races among demons. Originally, Golden Core cultivators could bear only a single battle tattoo. However, Yan Tianzhi’s physique was highly compatible with the battle tattoo cultivation method. After returning from the Qing Province Grand Ceremony, he entered seclusion, bathed in the Dragon-Transformation Pool, and comprehended an additional Qinglong battle tattoo.
Although he had yet to fully master the new Qinglong battle tattoo, which was newer than the Taotie one, he still placed considerable pressure on Lu Yang.
“These battle tattoos are really troublesome.” Lu Yang gritted his teeth. This wasn’t some scripted line for an advertisement; he genuinely meant it.
Yan Tianzhi’s fighting style was brutal and fierce, relying on close-quarters combat. As Lu Yang wasn’t a physique cultivator, going head-to-head with Yan Tianzhi would put him at a disadvantage.
Based on classifications of cultivation methods, Lu Yang was considered a spell cultivator and a sword cultivator.
If only I could switch places with Meng Jingzhou—let him fight Yan Tianzhi while I face Lan Ting. That way, both of us are guaranteed to advance to the next stage.
Behind Yan Tianzhi, several orbs of water materialized. The Qinglong battle tattoo was imbued with the power of the Qinglong to command water.
The water spears tapered at both ends, sharpening into water needles that shot toward Lu Yang.
“Stunning Swan!” Lu Yang randomly threw out a name for the sword technique, though in truth, it was simply the “Slashing Word Mantra.”
At this level of cultivation, sword moves were fundamentally similar, with the main difference being their names. Although Ming Tai displayed extraordinary swordsmanship that dominated the Basic Golden Core category, all of it could still be traced back to the basic sword moves Lu Yang had mastered, such as the “Slashing Word Mantra,” “Breaking Word Mantra,” and “Pointing Word Mantra.”
So long as one didn’t execute distinctive moves such as “One Sword Into Ten Thousand Swords,” “Ten Thousand Swords Return to One,” or “Sword Opens Heaven’s Gate,” most sword cultivators’ moves were more or less variations of the same foundations. Comprehension of Sword Dao was the determining factor in the strength of rudimentary sword moves.
The Slashing Word Mantra cut through the water needles, which dissolved into mist upon contacting the sword qi and spread across the arena.
“Opening Heaven!” Lu Yang made up another name on the spot. The sword qi unleashed was majestic and imposing, balanced and steady, and radiated the indomitable might of an army.
Originally, Yan Tianzhi had been planning to close the distance under the cover of the mist, but his hair stood on end as an overwhelming sense of danger gripped him. This is not something I can block with my body alone.
“Shield Ghost!” A ghost king brandished its shield menacingly as it appeared in front of Yan Tianzhi and met Lu Yang’s blade in a soundless clash, yet the impact sent ripples of shockwaves that dispersed the mist enveloping the arena.
The Shield Ghost was Yan Tianzhi’s first battle tattoo. It possessed no offensive power, but in exchange, its defense was nigh impenetrable by those at the same level.
Yan Tianzhi’s pupils constricted as he noticed fine cracks splitting across the Shield Ghost. It’s actually struggling to withstand this sword strike?
As expected of an ancient genius—truly formidable.
He still wasn’t aware of Lu Yang’s identity.
“Return!” Yan Tianzhi recalled Shield Ghost, which transformed back into the battle tattoo and branded itself on his arm. The damage sustained by the tattoo was transferred partially to his flesh, and blood immediately began to seep out.
Luckily, it’s only proportional damage. If all of the damage had been transferred, my arm would have been pierced clean by the sword qi.
Yan Tianzhi summoned his Taotie and Qinglong battle tattoos again, preparing to launch another assault.
Lu Yang scratched his cheek and sheathed his sword. “This could go on forever. Might as well try the new move I just learned.
“Suppress!”
A gigantic golden statue materialized overhead and crashed down, trapping Yan Tianzhi before he could attack.
Bang!
Yan Tianzhi was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of the statue. His head slammed into the inner wall of the statue, causing a sizable bump to form on his forehead.
The two major battle tattoos charged at the statue, but it was as immovable as a mountain, barely shaking from the impact. Instead, the reverberations from the collision left Yan Tianzhi’s ears ringing and his hearing momentarily lost.
“What is this?!”
Even the knowledgeable spectators couldn’t recognize this move.
“Seems like the Buddhist sects’ Sixteen-Foot Golden Body.”
“Don’t spout nonsense. No one’s Sixteen-Foot Golden Body manifests that far from the caster. It’s got to be a lost ancient technique.”
“Didn’t you hear him say ‘suppress?’ This might be the long-lost Law Follows Words from ancient times!”
“What?!”
Yan Tianzhi tried tunneling beneath the statue and slipping out from below, but the arena had been reinforced with such immense power that even a Divine Transfiguration battle wouldn’t leave a scratch.
His last hope was dashed.
Lu Yang naturally could move his own golden body. Seizing the chance while Yan Tianzhi was still dazed, he kicked the statue and sent it, along with Yan Tianzhi, tumbling off the stage.
Lu Yang emerged victorious.
Young Creed Leader Lu fought his way through countless opponents and finally reached the finals, facing his lifelong nemesis—Meng Jingzhou.
After Lu Yang meditated to replenish his spirit energy, the finals commenced.
Meng Jingzhou couldn’t wait any longer and jumped onto the stage eagerly. With a sinister chortle, he cracked his knuckles. “Hehe, it’s finally my turn.”
After training with Qiu Jin’an, he finally had the opportunity to fully showcase his skills and put the unruly Lu Yang in his place. So what if you’re the acting sect leader? When it’s time to get your butt kicked, there’s no escaping!
“Meng Jingzhou, Dao-Seeking Sect.”
“Young Creed Leader, Heavenly Court Creed.”
“Let’s talk it over,” Lu Yang transmitted an auditory message. “Help me put on a show this time, and I’ll return the favor next time.” We’re fellow disciples after all. It’s best to avoid fighting if we can to preserve unity.
“You think I won’t beat you just because you said so? Tell you what, I’m dead set on beating you today!” Meng Jingzhou wasn’t about to let go of this opportunity.
Lu Yang sighed and switched tactics. “Then, as acting sect leader, I order you to admit defeat.”
Meng Jingzhou, “...”
“How about we talk it over again?”
