The Programmer Cultivator

The Sinan in front of Xu Baiqing spun slightly. The Eight Trigrams at its base vanished, and a bronze spoon floated before him.

Li Shifan and Li Cheng exchanged a rapid glance. Li Shifan took the opportunity to retreat some distance.

Given his earlier performance, Xu Baiqing paid him no mind. He had seen far too many juniors like Li Shifan.

They might seem unremarkable or even decent in normal times, but once faced with a major event, you’d suddenly discover their Heart, courage, and talent were all unworthy of any attention or cultivation.

After Li Shifan retreated, a Scroll materialized above Li Cheng’s head. His expression was grave as he watched Xu Baiqing, his aura rapidly intensifying.

In moments, it reached the Tai Chi Peak. Then, his aura became strange, fluctuating back and forth between Duality and the Tai Chi Peak.

”It seems I overestimated you,” Xu Baiqing said, observing Li Cheng’s aura. ”You haven’t even fully completed your ascension to the Duality realm, yet you want to engage in Magical Combat with me?”

Li Cheng paid him no mind. His Lifebound Scroll slowly unfurled, and a three-foot-long sword emerged from it, shooting toward Xu Baiqing like a bolt of lightning.

Xu Baiqing was completely unconcerned. With a light wave of his hand, the Sinan before him spun, and an Eight Trigrams pattern appeared, easily blocking the Long Sword that Li Cheng had sent forth.

Feeling the force on the Eight Trigrams, Xu Baiqing shook his head and said, ”Fellow Daoist, with your meager Cultivation, it’s not nearly enough... You dare!!!”

Before his words had even faded, he whipped his head around, his aura surging as he roared in fury.

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Meanwhile, Li Shifan, who had retreated with a cowardly expression, turned pale as Li Cheng’s aura surged. He quickly reached out to steady himself against a tree trunk.

He took a deep breath, fighting off the backlash from having his Qi Fortune forcibly siphoned.

By this time, Li Cheng and Xu Baiqing had already begun to fight. He managed to suppress the feeling of ’emptiness’ in his body, held his sword in one hand, and looked toward the young boy standing a good distance behind Xu Baiqing.

The boy was currently engrossed in the Combat between Xu Baiqing and Li Cheng. Li Shifan’s expression turned cold, a frigid light glinting in his eyes.

In an instant, his Spiritual Power erupted, and he hurled the Long Sword in his hand toward the young boy, Xu Jialiang.

Rune Technique: Sword Control Skill!

The moment Li Shifan struck, he used his full strength. His entire body’s Spiritual Power churned as the Long Sword, like a streak of light, rushed toward the young Xu Jialiang with immense momentum.

When the Long Sword was halfway to its target, the battling Xu Baiqing’s expression changed abruptly. He whipped his head around, his eyes burning with fury as he stared at the scene.

As his aura surged, he pointed a finger at the Sinan before him.

The Sinan spun rapidly a few times, and a phantom Eight Trigrams pattern appeared in front of the stunned Xu Jialiang, barely managing to block the incoming Long Sword.

Seeing this, Li Shifan retreated quickly without a second’s hesitation, abandoning even the Flying Sword he rarely let out of his sight.

But Li Cheng had been fully prepared, waiting for the very instant Xu Baiqing moved to rescue the boy.

Li Cheng’s aura completely stabilized at the Duality Cultivation realm. At the same time, the Scroll above his head shifted rapidly, displaying all sorts of Sword Maps.

As the images changed, a dense swarm of Flying Swords materialized before him, each and every Long Sword hovering in the air.

Rune Painting Technique: Ten Thousand Swords Technique!

As Li Cheng unleashed his full power, the dense swarm of phantom Flying Swords shot swiftly toward Xu Baiqing, who had just intervened in the other attack.

Without a single word exchanged, acting on a mere glance, the grandfather-grandson duo displayed uncanny coordination. First, they established their personas, then they launched a killing blow—a classic gambit to force the opponent’s hand by attacking a weakness. Truly, an inseparable pair, their bond intimate and their cooperation fierce.

Xu Baiqing, having just been forced to mount a rescue, hadn’t even had a chance to catch his breath before the dense swarm of Flying Swords came raining down on him.

He had only just begun to manipulate the Sinan in front of him when the phantom Flying Swords descended.

Amidst a surge of Spiritual Power, the Long Swords collided with the Defensive Shield he had hastily thrown up. Upon impact, the phantom Long Swords immediately exploded.

In an instant, Xu Baiqing was engulfed in smoke and dust.

Li Cheng wasn’t about to pass up the chance to beat a dog while it was down. Countless Long Swords continued to generate, raining down upon his target.

”You bastards! I’ll make sure both of you die a horrible death!” From the center of the dust cloud, right where the barrage was focused, came Xu Baiqing’s furious, exasperated voice.

Following his roar, a massive, illusory Eight Trigrams projection rose into the air. Within it, a bronze spoon spun ceaselessly.

The still-relentless barrage of Flying Swords was completely blocked by the phantom Eight Trigrams.

Shielded by the phantom Eight Trigrams, Xu Baiqing slowly flew out from the smoke and dust.

His Daoist Robe was now in disarray, riddled with holes. There were also numerous bloodstains, and trickles of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth. Clearly, he had suffered more than just superficial wounds.

His expression was incredibly ugly as he glanced at the phantom Flying Swords in the sky, then pointed a finger at the bronze spoon.

The phantom Eight Trigrams pushed directly through the Flying Swords, pressing down toward Li Cheng.

Li Cheng’s expression changed. The Flying Swords that were continuously appearing before him all paused. All the Sword Shadows merged into one, forming a single, slightly larger Flying Sword.

Li Cheng pointed at the sword’s hilt. The Flying Sword transformed into a stream of light and collided with the Eight Trigrams. Both the Flying Sword and the Eight Trigrams shuddered violently, then shattered into dissipating Spiritual Light.

”Ngh...”

”Ngh...”

Li Cheng and Li Shifan, who had already retreated a great distance, both let out a muffled groan at the same time. Li Cheng’s ethereal body even began to flicker slightly.