Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation

Under normal circumstances, Xiao Chen could just leave. However, he could not do that now. The Big Dipper Banner was at a crucial point, so he could not leave it unless he was willing to lose this Secret Treasure in which he had invested so much effort and resources.

After putting in so much thought and effort, plus all his anticipation, how could he just give it up?

Xiao Chen looked around at these experts from various places. All of them were already treating him like a dead person, discussing whom his Secret Treasures and Immortal Spirit Ring would belong to after he died.

Finding them funny, he asked calmly, “Are you all done with arguing? Are you going to attack together or one by one?”

“White Robed Bladesman Xiao Chen, you have a rather graceful bearing. Even in such a situation, you still can smile calmly. According to rumor, your strength already rivals that of Di Wuque, the three Holy Scions, and the peak geniuses of the ancient races. I, Ye Xu of the Heavenly Music Sect, do not believe that.”

An elegant youth stepped out of the crowd, strong fighting spirit blazing in his eyes.

The Heavenly Music Sect, Muddy Sky Gate, and the Frost Moon Palace were the three peak sects in the Primal Chaos Domain, the overlords of their regions. The disciples in their sect were prideful within the Primal Chaos Domain. Clearly, this Ye Xu was not happy with Xiao Chen’s fame.

A thirty-six-string zither appeared in Ye Xu’s hand. A cool wind blew, and clear twanging resembling the sounds of nature rang out, the tones intoxicating.

Xiao Chen revealed interest in his eyes as he took a step forward as well. Based on the name “Heavenly Music Sect,” he could guess that this was a sect that used sound to kill.

Ye Xu held his zither with two hands. Together with his genteel appearance, he looked like an elegant noble of the secular world.

“White Robed Bladesman Xiao Chen, today, I will use you as a stepping stone to boost this fame of mine, Ye Xu’s, and get an invitation to the Heroes’ Convention.”

“Ting! Ting! Ting! Ting!” Ye Xu played the zither with one hand, plucking its strings. The natural-sounding twanging suddenly changed into a demonic tune for killing.

Weapons flew out from the zither, raining down like a storm. They sliced through the air as they charged over to Xiao Chen. The sound of the zither echoed without end.

Just a simple probe was already so mighty. This attack made the cultivators who initially underestimated Ye Xu view him in a different light.

“The most famous disciple of the Heavenly Music Sect is Yue Qin. I heard that Yue Qin already received an invitation from Di Wuque long ago. Unexpectedly, this Ye Xu is pretty strong as well, despite not being famous.”

“With him dealing with Xiao Chen first, we should be able to test Xiao Chen’s true strength.”

Seeing someone else step out to explore Xiao Chen’s bottom line, the others were happy. They commented on the fight as they chatted with each other.

A few cracking sounds rang out in the air as Xiao Chen used his finger as a saber, and his fingertip flickered with light. With gentle pokes, he shattered all the incoming weapons.

“Twisting River!”

Ye Xu’s expression changed slightly. He had not expected Xiao Chen to break his move so easily. He switched tunes, raising the stirring intensity of the music so that it sounded like a river in full flood.

Gushing water roared, and Ye Xu actually materialized a raging river rushing out from the thirty-six-string zither. It was like he stood at the peak of a tall mountain and casually had a river cascade down; he gave off a tyrannical air that even suppressed the heavens.

However, no matter how tyrannical Ye Xu was, Xiao Chen was even more tyrannical than him when he dealt with this cataract.

Xiao Chen’s body flickered with bright light, and the sound of a treasured saber being unsheathed rang out. “Ka ca! Ka ca!” Seven strings on the zither immediately snapped, and the music stopped.

Ye Xu’s heart sank. What a powerful saber intent! He is on the very cusp of condensing a saber soul.

A saber light flew past, and the gushing river instantly split into two.

“With such little capability, you dare test me out? I only need one move to defeat you!”

A saber light flashed, moving so fast that Ye Xu could not counter it. He raised his zither to parry. “Ka! Ka! Ka!” The remaining strings all snapped under this attack. However, he managed to block this sharp attack in the end.

Ye Xu felt very confident. He smiled coldly and said, “Although you are strong, you are dreaming if you want to defeat me with one move.”

“Ka ca!”

Right after Ye Xu spoke, the zither he held shattered. A bright moon rose behind Xiao Chen, and a flawless saber light shot out from his hand.

Before Ye Xu could even cry out, the saber light chopped him in half. Blood sprayed into the air.

Xiao Chen’s white robes fluttered under the moonlight. He appeared cold and aloof as he swept his gaze over the shocked crowd and said, “It doesn’t matter how many you are. Just come at me together, alright?”

“Arrogant!”

“Conceited!”

These people could not help but rage when Xiao Chen looked down at them. They turned into beams of light and charged at him.

Xiao Chen smiled faintly, his hair and clothes fluttering. He used his body as a saber with unparalleled sharpness and charged into the crowd without hesitation.

With the entirety of Xiao Chen’s body a saber, he had no lack of blades. The four seasons circled him as he materialized the Flawless saber Dao. Aside from his Magic Skills, he did not hold back the slightest as he swept through the crowd on a killing rampage.

Blood dyed his white robes from head to toe, making him look like a blood-soaked demon god.

Miserable cries resounded. These people discovered that Xiao Chen’s strength was vastly different from what Mister Qin had said it was. The situation was a far cry from what they had expected.

Leading the disciples of the Profound Water Sect, Ji Zong tried to trap Xiao Chen several times. However, Xiao Chen managed to evade them, not lingering with them. Wherever Xiao Chen’s figure flashed, scarlet blood splashed out.

Soon, the mountain peak bathed in starlight became much quieter. Aside from a few who fled, only Ji Zong and the other two disciples of the Profound Water Sect remained.

Ji Zong was shocked. Most likely, they would be able to defeat this Xiao Chen only if their First Senior Brother came personally to help.

“Bang!”

Just at this moment, a beam of meteor-like light streaked over and struck Xiao Chen. An earthshaking rumbling flooded the surroundings.

Xiao Chen vomited a mouthful of blood and crashed back towards the mountain summit. When he landed, large cracks spread out around his feet; the mountain looked like it was going to crumble.

The hidden middle-aged man beside Mister Qin had attacked. With his cultivation as a grandmaster-level Martial Sage, he had knocked Xiao Chen back with one move.

Then, a huge hand that covered the sky grabbed at the astral cocoon. The other grandmaster-level Martial Sage, the old man in the hemp robes, had made his move.

Mister Qin laughed loudly as he looked Xiao Chen on the mountain summit. “Xiao Chen, weren’t you so happily killing earlier? These fools! They really thought that they could kill you and gain fame just because you are only a Medial Grade Martial Sage and that I dismissed your strength.

“These people that you killed are all from sects in the Primal Chaos Domain with at least quasi-Emperors. There were also disciples from the three peak sects. Even if the Supreme Sky Emperor were here, he would not dare to act rashly. This time, you are in great trouble. No one can save you!”

Ji Zong looked at the three who suddenly attacked. When he saw Mister Qin laugh, he could not help breaking out in goosebumps. This old fellow actually had such a deep plot.

A strong wind blew on the mountaintop. The starlight disappeared, leaving only the lone bright moon pouring down cold moonlight.

When the hemp-robed old man’s Quintessence hand grabbed the astral cocoon, he revealed a smile on his old face. “I can feel a complete constellation in here. The might of this Secret Treasure is definitely not small. If we let him successfully refine it, we will face some difficulty killing him this time.

“However, it benefits me now without me doing anything. A King Grade Secret Treasure of the Cyclic Astral Palace is enough to raise my strength by another level.”

A King Grade Secret Treasure could display its full might only in the hands of a grandmaster-level Martial Sage. Everyone knew this.

After obtaining a King Grade Secret Treasure by just raising his hand, the hemp-robed old man was clearly in a good mood. With a flip of his hand, he shifted this astral cocoon into his own spatial ring, intending to remove the Spiritual Mark in the Secret Treasure later.

On the mountain summit, Xiao Chen was exchanging punches with the middle-aged man. All the Law Energy he sent out got reflected.

The saber-like energy instantly moved around chaotically in Xiao Chen’s body, causing him to vomit blood. Now, he finally experienced what those Superior Grade Martial Sages whom he had fought had felt. The energy of the Flawless saber Dao was simply too torturous.

Mister Qin smiled coldly and said, “Xiao Chen, just stand there obediently and let me slap you ten times. After that, I can let you die with an intact corpse.”

The middle-aged man and the hemp-robed old man stood silently beside Mister Qin, like two bodyguards protecting him. They looked coldly at Xiao Chen without any expression.

Grandmaster-level Martial Sage… Xiao Chen felt somewhat sad. All the while, he had thought that he would at least be able to hold his own against grandmaster-level Martial Sages. Unexpectedly, the disparity was this much.

The cultivation of grandmaster-level Martial Sages experienced a qualitative change. Regardless of what technique it was, it would shatter before overwhelming energy, not even lasting one strike.

Having attained a peak Rank 3 Sage Body, Xiao Chen was not badly injured. However, with the great gap in cultivation, he simply could not block the other party.

Unless he used Deities Descending, he could not block a grandmaster-level Martial Sage’s attack head-on.

Moreover, the trump card that he had spent so much time preparing ended up getting snatched away by the other party. He thought very quickly. Even if he used his two Magic Skills, he would only be able to flee. He would not be able to reclaim his Big Dipper Banner.

Xiao Chen felt extremely frustrated. After all that planning and resources, he would end up with nothing.

No way. Even if I escape, I have to kill this old thing.

Xiao Chen’s gaze was cold as he said to Mister Qin, “I am standing right here. If you dare, then come over!”

Mister Qin did not get angry. At this moment, everything was under his control. He smiled indifferently. “You really want to get slapped? This old man will grant you that. Brother Feng, Senior Liu, break this brat’s limbs. Let’s see how he remains arrogant after that.”

The middle-aged man with the family name Feng smiled. “Old Qin, are you looking down on us? He is just a Medial Grade Martial Sage. Why would it take the two of us? Brother Liu, just keep an eye on this brat and don’t let him escape. I will deal with him by myself.”

The hemp-robed old man nodded and landed behind Xiao Chen, blocking his path of escape.

“Brat, you have a pretty good physical body. Take another one of my Army Killing Fists.”

The middle-aged man laughed, and his body bulked up, giving off crackling sounds. Then he materialized a battlefield with massacre and blood raining down. As he charged forward, it was like he was the commander of a massive army.

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

A boundless tyrannical aura spread out from the middle-aged man. Before his fist arrived, thousands of shouting vigorous soldiers arrived before Xiao Chen.