A Loose Cultivator's Path to Longevity

Seven streaks of rainbow light shot over.

”The Daoist Sect has quite a few Core Formation cultivators, and some of them have a cultivation no weaker than mine. Disciple, don’t get bogged down in a fight. Retreat when you must,” Shuini said, her expression grave, as she secretly sent a mental message to Lü Zhong.

Combat was always exceptionally perilous. Having a higher Realm than your opponent didn’t guarantee victory; many other factors came into play. In a situation like this, self-preservation was the top priority.

”Master, you too,” Lü Zhong replied.

Hearing his heartwarming words, Shuini couldn’t help but smile and nod gently.

In the distance, five of the rainbow streaks broke off and headed straight for the two of them.

They clearly intended to take them down in one fell swoop.

Lü Zhong was the first to act. He activated all his Magic Skills and Divine Techniques. A faint illusion of a roaring Flood Dragon appeared around him, and the starlight covering his body was so dense it seemed tangible. He urged his Star Mirror forward, launching an attack on the newcomers.

With the Rising Star Seal, Lü Zhong didn’t hesitate to expend his Magical Power, unleashing his full offensive might.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The night sky was illuminated by a dense barrage of Mirror Light.

BOOM!

One of the rainbow streaks failed to dodge in time and was struck by the dense Mirror Light, sent flying backward.

And then another Core Formation cultivator fell.

’Useless fools!’ Master Xuming cursed inwardly. ’These Family Cultivators act all high and mighty on a normal day, but on the battlefield, their incompetence is on full display. They couldn’t even dodge Mirror Light fired from a distance.’

Fortunately, he hadn’t been counting on those two anyway.

Master Xuming easily dodged the incoming Mirror Light and sent a mental message to his two fellow sect members. ”I’ll hold off Shuini. Wuzhen, Wuxuan, you two take care of Lü Zhong. Be careful!”

According to their intelligence, Lü Zhong’s strength was at the Peak Master Level; he was a true Elite Core Formation cultivator.

”Yes, Senior Brother Xuming!” Li Wuzhen responded calmly, but flames surged in his eyes.

So much time had passed since his defeat at Chenyuan Palace. He had been accumulating power and raising his cultivation all this time, just for a chance to avenge his humiliation.

Now, that chance had finally arrived!

Noticing the shift in his emotions, Master Wuxuan, who looked like a white-haired middle-aged man, quickly understood the reason and suddenly said, ”Wuzhen, I’ll take the lead on the attack.”

Within Huayi Temple, the two were known as the ”Wind and Thunder Sons.”

Wind referred to Li Wuzhen’s Sand Flying Stone Divine Technique. Thunder referred to Wuxuan’s Thunder Sword, named for being as swift as lightning, striking in a flash.

In fact, the two of them had come specifically for Lü Zhong this time.

”Senior Brother Wuxuan, I’ll follow your lead.” Li Wuzhen hadn’t let his anger cloud his judgment and agreed.

A dozen breaths later.

SWOOSH!

A Thunder Sword slashed directly at the mountain peak where Lü Zhong stood.

The Sword Light missed its target, dodged by Lü Zhong, whose brow was glowing. It then erupted with a CRACKLE of lightning, quickly transforming into a thousand-foot-long sword shadow that cleaved the mountaintop in two.

The next moment, Mirror Light burst through the thick clouds of dust and debris, firing out like a sudden squall and slamming into the pair’s protective barriers, making them tremble violently.

At the same time, Li Wuzhen had finished Casting.

He spat a stream of cyan air that instantly transformed into a roiling, blade-like gale. He had used his ”Sand Flying Stone” Divine Technique right from the start, leaving Lü Zhong no openings.

In that moment, the very heavens and earth seemed to change color!

The collapsing half of the thousand-foot mountain didn’t even have time to fall to the ground before it was sliced apart by the gale.

It visibly shattered, then disintegrated into a sky full of dust.

And that wasn’t all.

The gale slammed into the ground, scouring away all the grass and trees in an instant.

Soon, even the exposed earth was blown away, leaving only the bedrock to endure the gale that felt like a death by a thousand cuts.

While Casting, Li Wuzhen took out a bottle of Replenishing Qi Pills and swallowed the entire contents without a second glance. He would rather spend more time purging the Pill Poison later; he had to crush Lü Zhong with this one blow.

Suddenly, his heart leaped as a dire warning flared in his mind.

Feeling a threat approaching, he didn’t even think, violently jerking his body to the side.

The next instant!

Three Thunder Spears in a triangular formation grazed past him.

RUMBLE!

The Thunder Spears exploded, transforming into three Thunder Balls, each a hundred feet in diameter.

An aura of destruction washed over him.

’If I’d been hit...’ Li Wuzhen was still shaken when he heard a series of metallic clashes. He turned his head to see that Wuxuan had already engaged Lü Zhong, and the two were locked in a fierce, evenly matched struggle.

’He can even keep up with Senior Brother Wuxuan’s speed!’

Seeing Lü Zhong’s Body Technique was like lightning, not one bit inferior to Wuxuan’s, Li Wuzhen was stunned.

Meanwhile, his Senior Brother Xuming, in whom he had placed such high hopes, was already being suppressed.

The battlefield over there was even more intense than this one.

Shuini controlled a Sword-shaped Treasure, yet at the same time, she could shoot out multicolored rays of light from her hands. A torrent of various Magic Skills poured down on Master Xuming like torrential rain.

Even with the help of the Family Cultivators, the latter could only struggle to defend himself.

’No, I have to pull myself together!’ Li Wuzhen’s gaze hardened. He knew that the only breakthrough now was Lü Zhong.

’Kill him. I must kill him!’

CRASH!

Another burst of Spiritual Light shattered.

Lü Zhong frowned.

’These people from a Nascent Soul Sect really are different. They’re covered from head to toe in life-saving items.’

He had struck Wuxuan a hundred times with his sword, yet he hadn’t even touched the man’s Protective Gang Qi.

If it had been an ordinary Core Formation cultivator, they would have been slain by him long ago.

But Lü Zhong didn’t know that Wuxuan, across from him, was even more frustrated.

Every time he thrust his sword, it was blocked by the Little Flood Dragon transformed from the Flood Dragon Spirit Banner. Since the fight began, Wuxuan had made over a thousand strikes, but only a handful of his Sword Techniques had broken through the blockade.

The two exchanged a blow and separated.

Seeing his chance, Li Wuzhen, who was at the side, opened his mouth and unleashed another ”Sand Flying Stone” Divine Technique.

How could Lü Zhong dare to face it head-on?

He waved his hand, releasing hundreds of Light Mirrors to dissipate the gale’s force while his body rapidly moved out of the Divine Technique’s area of effect.