Shi Lang stood facing Tsu Zheng, who looked surprised. The terran smiled and replied, "Greater recall array."
Tsu Zheng recovered from the shock and snarled. He said, "So what if you know? What will you do? You are just an Immortal Soldier. Looking at your attire, you seem to be from the Spirit Heart Sect. Tell me, are you eager to seek death?"
Shi Lang nodded and replied, "Correct, I am from Spirit Heart Sect and eager to seek death, but it is for you. After all, people like you need to descend to hell sooner to make the world better."
Tsu Zheng chuckled and said, "I want to know what you can do to kill me."
Shi Lang smiled, grabbed his hairpin, and held it against Tsu Zheng. The demonic cultivator saw this and laughed. His laughter grew so strong that the windows and open doors began to flutter from the shockwaves he created. Shi Lang raised his brows and used this chance to see what cards an immortal general could hold to outplay him.
The wind picked pace, and Tsu Zheng said, "You think you will defeat me with that shoddy hairpin?"
Shi Lang smiled and said, "Won't we know the answer when we try? Would you like to fight? Or shall I just kill you?"
Tsu Zheng shivered with rage, then rushed forward with a small ax. The ax was also a spirit weapon but did not hold a candle to Shi Lang's hairpin. The reason was Raksha. Shi Lang knew he lacked the skills to kill the Immortal General level cultivator. His resources were limited and spent preparing cloaking and defense arrangements for the villagers.
If he wanted to deal with this guy, he would need the aid of a stronger artifact or an expert. So he chooses the earlier option. Shi Lang was not bothered if he would lose that much. He was sure. The reason behind using the hairpin was to gain experience. Such a strong cultivator will not be able to find in the controlled environment of the sect.
This place was suitable, and he would not get such opportunities daily. So, Shi Lang charged forth with a hairpin in his hand. He used his ability to sense things and use them in sync with the spiritual sense, he could sense the movements, and then using his battle experience, he could narrow down the trajectory of the incoming attack.
Shi Lang suddenly stopped his charge and sharply bowed forward. The demonic cultivator was slashing at Shi Lang from the side. The sudden bow made the attack miss, and Shi Lang took the opportunity to stab multiple times at the enemy. After the exchange, the two parties retreated.
While Shi Lang had no cuts or wounds, the enemy had seven stab marks on the left pectoral. He could not digest how Shi Lang managed to do this. The demonic cultivator said, "You are good, but too bad you provoked me."
The demonic cultivator said, "Blood Moon Cage."
The ax in his hand shone with a dull shade of red, and multiple cut attacks were made. All these attacks were locked on Shi Lang, and he had nowhere to go. The Terran was not stupid; he could sense the cut winds running at him. He closed his eyes, and using his sensing ability, the terran moved around quickly.
He was like a fish moving through the currents. Shi Lang found minuscule gaps and made his way through them. He was not afraid of getting a wound or two. But he wanted to kill this thing on his own.
The two exchanged a lot of blows. However, Shi Lang never won the advantage again. He kept things in check and calmly waited for Tsu Zheng to make a mistake. However, the demonic cultivator was not getting impatient. His attacks were getting reckless, making Shi Lang act even more cautiously.
Suddenly, Tsu Zheng's eyes flickered, and he cast a soul attack on Shi Lang. The terran was shaken, and an attacker managed to graze his cheek while stuck in a daze. Blood trickled off his cheek. He woke from the daze and asked, "Did you use a soul skill on me?"
His immortal soul shivered a little just now. Tsu Zheng smirked and said, "Yes, why do you want to join me? You have good skills to last for this long against me."
Shi Lang shook his head and said as his fingers touched the dripping blood, "I have been trying to adjust to my full strength, and you just allowed me to grasp it. So, come, let's end this."
A spirit sword replaced the hairpin. Tsu Zheng shook his head and said, "You do not know how to cherish a good opportunity. I shall leave you with an intact corpse so your teacher or master can recognize you."
Shi Lang did not say anything and circulated his spiritual energy. The next moment sparks of lightning appeared around his sword. Tsu Zheng's pupils constricted; he was shocked. This man before him had the attribute of lightning.
Shi Lang vanished from his place, and a clank echoed in the village. Tsu Zheng was pushed back by ten feet, and the battle ensued. After ten blows, the demonic cultivator could not get an advantage, and his heart began to palpitate. Shi Lang was not a normal cultivator. His lightning attribute gave him a natural advantage over the demonic cultivators.
Another thing was that his body was a tad bit slower in following commands. He did not know that whenever the two people collided, Shi Lang would channel a wisp of his spiritual energy inside the body of his enemy. The impact did not show immediately, but as the amount of spiritual energy accumulated and the enemy circulated his own energy, lightning destroyed them little by little from the inside out.
When Shi Lang was happy about his development, Raksha said, "Finish him. It is getting boring. Tch, such a meager clown is occupying so much time? Have you gone useless, Lang?"
Shi Lang stagnated, and the sword spirit said, "Either you take him down in one attack or let the sect seniors take away the credit."
Shi Lang nodded, and his sword flashed with a strong lightning energy force and sword intent. This technique was still incomplete, but Shi Lang had to do his best. So he said, "I will tell you the name of this technique."
He raised his sword and said, "Heavenly Lightning Slash."
The next moment he appeared behind Tsu Zheng. The demonic cultivator was silent, but after a few seconds, he raised his hand and touched his neck. He wanted to say something when his body began to shiver. Shi Lang said, "I just channeled all the lightning spiritual energy from my sword to your body directly. Combined with the intent of the sword. You are being destroyed inside out."
Tsu Zheng revealed a smile, and then his body turned into ash. Shi Lang wanted to kick this ash statue to the ground, but his body was bound with strong spiritual energy before he could act. He did not resist because this pressure was probing him. Soon, a couple of people appeared in the void. Soon they landed before him and gazed at the situation.
The middle-aged man standing before him and asked, "Young man, who are you?"
Shi Lang shivered, but he could not answer. The middle-aged lady sighed and said, "Dispel the bindings first."
The man coughed and waved his hand to disperse the pressure binding Shi Lang. The terran bowed his head and said, "Greetings, Senior."
The middle-aged man nodded and asked, "What is going on?"
Shi Lang replied, "I am Shi Lang senior. Inner court disciple from Spirit Heart Sect."
He produced his inner court jade plate and told them what happened there. The middle-aged couple nodded. They did not show surprise on their faces. They could not expect how Shi Lang killed Tsu Zheng.
They heard the details, and the middle-aged lady said, "To think that phoenix could be used to cover up the yin energy of the ladies. Very meticulous."
She praised Shi Lang and the person nodded. He said, "I wonder if this guy has someone backing him. As a demonic cultivator, he is active in such a close range to the Sect. This is not good. However, why are you here, Seniors?"
The middle-aged man said, "We are here because we also recently found a few clues of the demonic activities. That is not something you should worry about. Your task is finished. You can go back to the sect."
Shi Lang nodded and abided by his words. He quickly dealt with the village chief and after settling the affair, he flew to the sect.
...
Shi Lang entered the sect by teleportation and reported the details of the incident to the elders of the Mission Hall. They gave him the due merit points, and the news spread like wildfire in the dry grasslands.
Shi Lang, the new disciple who bested Wen Lengxue in swordplay, went out to perform his first task and killed a demonic cultivator, Tsu Zheng.
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