Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)

Chapter 1120: Mutual Improvement, Joint Breakthrough

“One Sword Into Ten Thousand Swords!”

Lu Yang, having turned himself into a sword, conjured countless Qingfeng Swords that were indistinguishable from the real one, forming a sword cage that trapped Meng Jingzhou within.

“A mere mortal dares touch this esteemed one? Die!” Meng Jingzhou retorted domineeringly, his black hair whipping wildly as he exuded an aura that was beyond his cultivation realm. With a single punch, he blasted away a large swath of Qingfeng Swords.

The Qingfeng Swords were inexhaustible. No matter how many Meng Jingzhou shattered, new ones appeared to launch fresh attacks.

What Meng Jingzhou failed to notice was that the Qingfeng Sword Lu Yang had transformed into had quietly slipped close, blending in with the other swords. Lu Yang didn’t attack, simply tracing a circle around him.

“Draw Underground Prison!”

Meng Jingzhou cursed inwardly. I’ve fallen for that grandson Lu Yang’s trick.

He immediately sank, trapped within an underground cage. Pitch-black darkness surrounded him, leaving him unable to tell up from down or left from right.

“A mere earthen cage dares imprison this esteemed one? I Alone Am Honored Fist!”

Boom, boom, boom!

Countless fist seals appeared inside the indestructible prison and exploded. Meng Jingzhou burst forth from the earth.

But what awaited Meng Jingzhou was not light—it was Lu Yang’s sword, swinging right at his head.

Meng Jingzhou pressed his palms together and clamped down on the sword’s tip, which was effectively clamping down on Lu Yang’s head.

Lu Yang spun. If Meng Jingzhou didn’t let go, his hands would be cut by the sharp blade.

Meng Jingzhou reacted instantly. Instead of letting go, however, he chose to spin in sync with Lu Yang. Man and sword rotated wildly in the air, whirling countless times before finally landing and stopping.

In the end, as the Everlasting Sword Mantra was too immature, Lu Yang narrowly lost to Meng Jingzhou.

“Haha, how was that, Old Lu? I won, didn’t I?” Having finally beaten Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou was overjoyed. If I were in the imperial city, I would invite everyone to a feast for three days.

“Just wait. Once I develop the second form, I’ll be back!” With that, Lu Yang returned to his seclusion.

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“Slash!”

Once Lu Yang finished comprehending the second form of the Everlasting Sword Mantra, he immediately sought out Meng Jingzhou to settle scores. After a fierce battle, Lu Yang’s final sword strike pierced through Meng Jingzhou’s defensive barrier, breaking his technique and defeating him.

“Aiya, Old Meng, how could you lose in just a few rounds? Your fist technique isn’t up to par.” Having regained his pride, Lu Yang was in high spirits. If I were in the Buddhist Kingdom, I would treat Old Meng to a feast for three days.

“Pah, just wait. I’ll push my fist technique to the Eight Wilds Realm right away!”

Meng Jingzhou immediately returned to seclusion.

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“I Alone Am Honored Fist!”

“Old Lu, I hate to say it, but your sword technique isn’t up to par. It can’t even withstand my fists.”

“Just you wait. You’ll definitely lose next time. I’ve already found the flaws in my sword technique. Once my twelve-form sword mantra is unleashed, it will scare you to death!”

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“Just you wait. This is the only time you’ll win. I already know how to fix the flaws in my fist technique. Next time, my I Alone Am Honored Fist will beat you so badly you can’t tell east from west!”

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“Old Meng, just you wait!”

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“Old Lu, don’t celebrate too soon!”

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“Old Meng, don’t get cocky!”

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Neither of the two refused to yield, resolved to outdo each other in their self-created techniques and prove themselves the strongest. Their originally unpolished moves rapidly improved through their battles. Weaknesses were identified, gaps were filled, and they grew increasingly refined.

“I was the one who won in the end, right?” Recalling their last battle, Meng Jingzhou was so delighted that he couldn’t calm his mind to enter seclusion. “I’ll push forward with my fist technique so that Old Lu won’t win next time either!”

Meng Jingzhou happily entered seclusion. After consuming an Emotion-Forgetting Pill, he entered a state of enlightenment. His fist technique flashed through his mind. What had seemed flawless to others was now riddled with glaring flaws in light of their recent battle.

“Hmm, this move’s method of exerting force needs adjustment; otherwise, that brat Lu Yang will easily interrupt it.

“The footwork needs to change too; it’s too stiff and not flexible enough.”

Cultivation knows no time. Meng Jingzhou had no idea how long he had been immersed in his fist technique. As it advanced by leaps and bounds, his cultivation also quietly reached the Great Perfection Advanced Divine Transfiguration Stage, just a single thought away from a breakthrough. He was now like a water pitcher filled to the brim, where a gentle shake would cause it to overflow.

“Success!”

This seclusion had brought Meng Jingzhou tremendous gains. As he rose, however, he found himself slightly unsteady on his feet.

“Am I about to break through to the Void Refinement Stage?”

Meng Jingzhou was overjoyed. Indeed, good things come in pairs. Not only has my fist technique broken through, but my cultivation realm has as well.

“Time to emerge from seclusion to undergo tribulation!”

I now know Immortals’ Quotes by heart, and with the Heaven Mandate Immortal backing me, this tribulation will be effortless.

“It seems you’re a step behind, Old Lu. I’ll reach the Void Refinement Stage first!”

Meng Jingzhou pushed open the stone door. Even the gloomy sky looked beautiful to him.

He stretched lazily, ready to welcome the heavenly tribulation, when he saw his defeated rival, Lu Yang, running toward him excitedly.

In Lu Yang’s hand was a new type of baozi developed by Yun Mengmeng. The filling was baked on the outside.

“Old Meng, let me show you the new sword form I’ve comprehended.”

Meng Jingzhou smiled enigmatically. “Old Lu, you and I are no longer cultivators of the same realm.”

The smile on Lu Yang’s face froze.

“You’re about to break through?”

“Indeed.” Meng Jingzhou pointed at the dark clouds rapidly gathering above.

Lu Yang’s expression changed drastically. He turned and ran. He was currently in a state where he could break through at any moment, but he had been suppressing his cultivation realm precisely because he was afraid of a tribulation, hoping to delay it as long as possible.

I hadn’t expected this grandson Old Meng to directly summon the lightning tribulation.

Oh crap, the spirit energy inside is unstable; it’s about to overflow!

As the tribulation gradually took shape, its power pulled at Lu Yang, helping him break through his cultivation bottleneck.

“Eh? Old Lu, you’re about to break through, too.” Meng Jingzhou noticed that Lu Yang’s condition was similar to his own.

The dark clouds grew even thicker, with new clouds joining them, brewing in the sky.

“Perfect. The two of us can undergo tribulation together.”

Thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed behind the clouds, seemingly as excited as Meng Jingzhou.

“I think we’d better undergo tribulation separately.” Lu Yang quietly distanced himself from Meng Jingzhou. Two people undergoing tribulation together is certainly not a good idea.

“Let’s do it together.”

Meng Jingzhou wasn’t about to let Lu Yang go. With Lu Yang’s connections, this tribulation’s difficulty will surely decrease.

Boom! The lightning tribulation descended swiftly and fiercely, enveloping them both.

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In the jet-black ancient ring in the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace, the Great Venerable Dragon Mandate soaring through the sky shifted into human form. The smile on his face was impossible to hide.

This puzzled his disciple, Jinghong, who had always thought of her shifu as an elegant and poised individual. “Shifu, did something good happen?”

The Heaven Mandate Immortal smiled and patted his disciple’s head. “Yes, something good has happened. Your shifu needs to step out for a while.”

The Heaven Mandate Immortal left the jet-black ancient ring. No one in the Moon Laurel Immortal Palace detected his presence.

He activated the Tribulation Mandate Dao Fruit, linking his consciousness to the tribulation gathering above the Dao-Seeking Sect.

“Oh ho, both of you are present. Perfect. I’ll give you two a warm-up with the Qian-Heaven Lightning Tribulation, ranked first among Divine Transfiguration tribulations.”