I Seek Immortality Through Serendipity

As long as there’s a flaw, once he activates the Sword Seal, he can surely win against Bian Chuyao.

Unfortunately, the Ascendant set the rules, and Gu Yuan has no choice but to follow them.

”Clang!”

With this thought, he immediately withdrew his sword light, no longer recklessly slashing at Bian Chuyao. Instead, he suspended twenty-eight streams of sword light above her head, poised as if to pounce.

”Go!”

At the same time, he flicked his hand, and the Dragon-Binding Truth-Sealing Seal also transformed into a blue flow of light, hovering above Bian Chuyao’s head.

These two Dharma Seals, one for slashing and one for binding, are both of the highest quality.

For a moment, Bian Chuyao felt a stabbing pain between her eyebrows, as if she could be beheaded at any moment.

She knew, the moment the light of the original fire of the Purple Gold Flowing Flame weakened, it would mark her defeat.

This is the power of a Sword Cultivator.

Always holding the initiative.

Gu Yuan held the two seals without releasing them, waiting for her spiritual fire power to continuously dwindle.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuan maintained the two seals while beginning to restore his mana.

Without the aid of a handy Spiritual Artifact, he temporarily had no better method, so he could only use this clumsy approach to deal with changes by staying the same.

If Bian Chuyao wanted to win, she would have to make a move, and that would be his opportunity.

With this thought, Gu Yuan closed his eyes, silent and unmoving, like a statue, standing upon the round platform.

”Let’s do this!”

Seeing this, Bian Chuyao bit her silver tooth lightly, her beautiful eyes firm.

The sharpness of Gu Yuan’s sword light was truly beyond her expectations.

Ten years ago, he was only at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, with his sword light divided into eighteen streams.

In the ten years they hadn’t met, not only had his cultivation broken through to the Mid-Stage Foundation Establishment, but his sword light had also risen higher, able to divide into twenty-eight streams.

One must understand that while cultivation can be rapidly advanced with spiritual pills and heavenly materials and earthly treasures, sword technique requires genuine insight and honing; it cannot be achieved overnight.

The opponent’s talent in swordsmanship was truly terrifying.

”Heart Fire Killing Seal!”

Though Bian Chuyao’s thoughts were fluctuating, her hands didn’t pause at all.

She pointed with her hand, and from her dantian, a faint red, almost illusory, flame seal suddenly emerged.

As this Dharma Seal flew out, it not only took away the abundant mana within Bian Chuyao’s body but also a wisp of her soul.

”Buzz!”

This Dharma Seal was extremely fast, like a red comet cutting through the void, directly plunging into Gu Yuan’s body.

Gu Yuan’s eyes snapped open, and purple lightning transformed into armor on his body, attempting to block it.

But the red light seemed to ignore defenses.

His body trembled, standing rigidly on the spot.

”Bang!”

In Gu Yuan’s dantian, a red flame suddenly ignited.

This flame appeared mysteriously, as if it had come out of nowhere, and as soon as it appeared, it clung to his mana like a festering sore, desperately surging toward it.

Not only this, but in his Sea of Consciousness, a mass of red firelight suddenly appeared, violently burning toward his soul.

The Heart Fire Killing Seal, this seal is a secret seal of the Bian Family, requiring the souls of six Earth Demons containing ”Heart Fire” to cultivate.

Once mastered, it can penetrate defenses, directly entering the cultivator’s body, burning their mana and soul, inseparably like a festering sore.

It is an extremely unique ”Curse of Death,” very powerful.

However, the price is not small; to use this seal, one must sacrifice a wisp of their own soul.

If the curse killing fails, there will surely be a backlash.

”Thunder, come!”

Just as the flames spread, within Gu Yuan’s dantian, a small blue figure sitting cross-legged, eyes closed in silence, suddenly opened its eyes and let out a soft shout.

”Boom!”

Outside the Cyan Jade Hall, a sudden thunderclap, followed by a bolt of lightning falling abruptly from the sky, entered Gu Yuan’s body.

”Rumble!”

In an instant, endless lightning rose incessantly, like a blue dragon swimming in Gu Yuan’s Sea of Consciousness and dantian.

All the fire met the lightning, instantly turning to powder, scattered completely.

Not only that, but the thunderous lightning suddenly struck toward the blurry soul shadow amidst the firelight.

”Boom!”

Gu Yuan withheld his power, forcibly controlling the lightning, refraining from blasting the soul shadow to dust.

Yet, the soul shadow was dim and thin to the extreme.

From afar, Bian Chuyao felt a great shock in her heart and spirits; it felt as if her soul had been torn apart, sending an indescribable pain surging through her.

Amidst the constant roar of thunder in her ears, all her techniques were hard to maintain.

After a while, the rumbling slowly dissipated.

Bian Chuyao lifted her head, finding twenty-eight dazzling streams of sword light suspended above her neck, ready to slice her to pieces with just one more step.

”Junior Sister Bian, I accept your concession!”

Gu Yuan made a gesture of respect, then retracted the sword light.

Bian Chuyao bit her red lips lightly, looking at Gu Yuan with a complex expression, unable to find the words.

”What a powerful Thunder Seal!”

”Invoke the Celestial Thunder, banish all evil, guard the inner view!”

”Yao’er, you didn’t lose unjustly!”

Upon the meditation cushion, the Daoist laughed lightly.

Then he waved his wide sleeve, retracted the golden round platform, and Gu Yuan and Bian Chuyao were suddenly back in the great hall once more.

”Here is the thousand-year-old Golden Yi Spirit Bamboo; do keep it well!”

The Daoist flicked his hand, and a three-foot-tall golden bamboo, like it was cast from gilt, landed in Gu Yuan’s palm.

”Thank you, Ascendant!”

The Golden Bamboo exuded a strong Golden Yi Qi, sharp and unparalleled, forcing Gu Yuan to gather his mana to wrap it, finally managing to store it in his Storage Bag.

”Now that it is done, you may go and cultivate!”

The Daoist waved his wide sleeve again, and Gu Yuan’s body involuntarily exited the great hall, back to the Cloud Path from before.

The Shell Maiden gently arrived once before, now guiding Gu Yuan away from Yunxuan Island.

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