Family Cultivation: I Become a Mirror

"Boom!"

The golden formation trembled faintly, shaking the forest leaves to fall like rain, as the youth in white lay on his back.

"Boom!"

Li Xijun silently listened, certain that Situ Mo had begun fighting with Kongheng and couldn't spare any attention for him. Only then did he support himself on the ground with both hands and stood up.

White light flowed in Li Xijun's eyes without a hint of pain. He channeled mana into his hands and slowly pulled out the glittering and dazzling [Dinglin Fang].

He was chosen by the talisman for [Bright Frost Pine Ridge], always cool-headed. In that perilous moment, the [Dinglin Fang] came swiftly, but Li Xijun's reaction was not slow.

Li Xijun's eyes could pierce through illusions and calculate the trajectory of [Dinglin Fang]. He activated the River Rapids Step, moving with agility to dodge the vital points; even though [Dinglin Fang] pierced through his body, it wasn't a serious wound.

With his talisman Qi circulating calmly, his face showed no change as he pulled out the long spike and began to wonder:

"Even so, [Dinglin Fang] is a Foundation Establishment Magical Instrument, and its power is really too weak... Even if I avoided the vital points, I should have been seriously injured and unable to get up. Could it be that Kongheng has made a move?"

Contemplating, he had already withdrawn [Dinglin Fang], wiped off the fresh blood, and held the seven-foot long weapon filled with ridges and gleaming gold that struggled to break free in his hand, requiring great effort to secure it.

After slapping a few Spirit-Sealing Techniques onto it, Li Xijun finally had the chance to tend to his wounds with externally applied medicine. He then swallowed an elixir, exhaled, and recovered sixty percent of his strength.

The [Dinglin Fang] fluttered twice in the air before landing on the ground, trembling slightly. Li Xijun thought:

"This situation is troublesome... Situ Mo comes from the direct lineage of Tangjin, and I'm not sure if Kongheng can handle him."

The Quanwu Mountain Range under his feet was located in the central region of Yue Country, at least several days' travel from Wangyue Lake, the Xiao Family, or Xuan Yue Sect. Calling for reinforcements was impossible.

Li Xijun turned to look at the golden formation, white Qi appearing in his eyes, as the dazzling formation started to blur, gradually revealing the scenery inside.

"Boom!"

Kongheng was holding a Bronze Zen Staff, emitting golden light to fend off Situ Mo's magical instruments. His Dharma Light was pale white and gentle yet vast. Situ Mo's Dharma Light was sharp and dense. When the two collided, they produced a thunderous roar.

As he pushed his talisman Qi to its limits, a figure shrouded in a mysterious pattern of spiritual mist also became visible.

"This..."

The middle-aged man in black robe stood cautiously at the corner of the formation, the pale sword light in his hand accumulated to the brink, flickering incessantly, while he waited for an opening from Situ Mo.

"Second Uncle?!"

Li Xijun immediately breathed a sigh of relief and then understood why the power of [Dinglin Fang] had been so minor. He relaxed a lot, stepped on the bizarre-looking magical instrument, and began to apply layer upon layer of spells.

"So his lordship had already taken action to protect us!"

...

In the midst of the golden formation.

Kongheng inside the formation reassured Li Xuanxuan and was equally calm. As soon as the formation had risen, the voice of Li Yuanjiao had reached his ears. Kongheng was surprised, and it was not just because of the secrets Situ Mo had revealed.

With Li Yuanjiao's silent intervention, Kongheng naturally wasn't worried about Li Xijun's well-being. The blow that Li Xijun had received looked dreadful, but to Kongheng, as a Buddhist practitioner, it wasn't a big deal.

The sharp golden light swept over him, and he used the Zen Staff to repel Situ Mo's probing. Internally, he marveled:

"He has always been cautious, following us all the way..."

Although Kongheng held cards up his sleeve, enough to protect their lives even though not enough to kill the enemy, he wasn't frightened of Situ Mo. He believed he could keep both of them safe, yet he still sighed at Li Yuanjiao's prudence, thinking to himself:

"He was afraid of scaring Situ Mo away, thus even deceiving his own people... Elder Xuanxuan seems to be completely unaware, and naturally, Situ Mo cannot see through it."

In front of him, Situ Mo tested a few moves. However, the monk remained calm like water, unmovable like a mountain, focusing solely on defense. Situ Mo sneered:

"So, you've found a bald dog to protect you."

Situ Mo knew the monk's methods were unpredictable and didn't take him lightly. Beside him, three Golden Shields floated, covering him tightly. He wielded the blade and watched carefully, contemplated for a moment, and then, with a hand gesture, said softly:

"Come!"

[Dinglin Fang] outside the formation struggled fiercely, tossing violently on the ground. Li Xijun had already been on guard, densely covering it with Spirit-Sealing Talismans and stepping on it. Gathering light between his fingers, he released a cold beam.

The Fourth Grade Spell [Tujun Kuiguang]!

[Tujun Kuiguang], worthy of being one of the highest grade spells of the Li family, emitted a white radiance immediately, spreading chilly air, and solidifying [Dinglin Fang]. The cold Qi broke the mana transmission and firmly pressed it down.

Situ Mo's face changed within the formation. Li Xijun was merely practicing Qi Cultivation and should not have been able to resist his magical artifact, let alone survive being struck down by [Dinglin Fang]. But now, even [Dinglin Fang] showed no reaction, causing a lump of anxiety in his heart, feeling that things were slipping out of control.

However, the actions of Li Xuanxuan just now did not seem feigned, and Kongheng's surprise was genuine. Situ Mo, having grown up under the roof of others with deep scheming, naturally could see the truth in their demeanor, suddenly feeling uncertain.

On the contrary, seeing his reactions, Li Xuanxuan, after piecing together Kongheng's attitude, realized what was happening belatedly and showed a relieved smile, which made Situ Mo even more irritated.

Situ Mo's eyes flickered as he made a decision, taking out a talisman and weaving it between his palms, starting to cast.