Chapter 77: How Dare You Practice Possession! (III)
Translator: Sissy That Walk
Both of Luo Jianqing and Yan Su knew that their abilities were virtually the same, and because of that, after the first few attempts, they gave it all to the final attack. Blossom Lotus Sword was a Nascent-Soul-Period maneuver recorded on True Nine-Petaled Lotus Record. Luo Jianqing had never used it in the past. However, carrying out this sword maneuver was like putting his Spiritual Power into a black hole – Blossom Lotus Sword was an unimaginably vast depletion of Spiritual Power.
Nevertheless, he didn’t do it all in vain. He had won the contest and kept his word – he promised Xuan Lingzi that he would bring honor to Yu Xiao Peak.
Speechless, the Judge stared at the devastated competition ring. After a long silence, he finally found back his mind, “the rivalry ends, and the winner is Luo Jianqing of Tai Hua Mountain...”
“I can keep fighting!” Yan Su yelled in a hoarse voice.
He was trying hard to stand up but reeled and fell down helplessly. Luo Jianqing watched him trying to get up over and over again when the Judge wanted to announce the winner. Every single time, Yan Su requested for continuance of the rivalry, but never did he stand up again.
At this moment, Yan Su looked more like a tragic hero. Even many of those who originally didn’t like the ghastly Ghost Cultivator started to have sympathy for him. This, probably, was the helplessness of being a genius and encountering an even more brilliant guy. He is doomed to be outshined by the other.
This time, even Luo Jianqing was touched, and then changed his impression of Yan Su.
However, when the ninth time Yan Su failed to stand on his feet, he suddenly started shivering drastically, his face twisted diabolically. The next moment, he pounced the stone pile with tremendous strength and people thought he was just abreacting his indignation. Even the Elders sitting in front of the Ling Yun Palace didn’t sense a slightest anomaly. Nonetheless, under the scattered stones, streaks of dark power were skulking in lightning speed, approaching Luo Jianqing like writhing snakes.
On the bleachers, Mo Qiu suddenly stood up and shouted, “You bastard! Stop it!”
A beam of scarlet light rushed to the competition ring.
At the same time, Hao Xingzi and Guang Lingzi quickly figured out what was happening, “Tyke! How dare you!?”
Luo Jianqing was thrilled. His vigilance urged him to move backwards with his exhausted body, and from where he originally stood, boom, a black ghost snake broke the ground and pounced towards Luo Jianqing.
Hao Xingzi, who had the highest cultivation level among all the cultivators who were presented here, responded at once, but still was left behind by the ghost snake. Right before the snake bit Luo Jianqing, a bloody scourge came out from nowhere and strapped the snake, which was torn asunder in an instant.
Mo Qiu stepped on the competition ring and pulled Luo Jianqing to him using his scourge. Rage flaming in his eyes, he stared at Yan Su who was lying on the ground, “how dare you succumbed to your Internal Demons and operate Possession!? Under the nose of all these high-level cultivators, surely you wouldn’t make it, but you are already unforgivable with that thought in mind!”
Now, Luo Jianqing had regained some strength. He freed himself from Mo Qiu’s protection and fixed his eyes on Yan Su bleakly, “Cultivator Yan, when did you give in to your Internal Demons?”
Before Yan Su could answer his question, Hao Xingzi’s penetrating voice sounded, “A devil thought leads to the formation of a Demon! Duan Hun Sect, we won’t let this matter go easily. The Great Senior Disciple of Duan Hun Sect succumbed to Internal Demons and even attempted to Possession! Once the ghost snake goes into Luo Jianqing’s body, his soul will be wounded and tortured incontestably. Do you even have the gut to take that responsibility?!”
Speechless, the Elder of Duan Hun Sect was stunned.
There were only three Da Sheng Period cultivator presented at the grand square – Hao Xingzi, Guang Lingzi, and this Elder of Duan Hun Sect. The Elder thought about many possibilities of the ending of the rivalry when he was watching it, but seeing Yan Su succumbing to Internal Demons and trying to Possession was definitely not included in them.
Eyes gleaming with astuteness, the Elder quickly lifted his hand and drew Yan Su to his side, “surely, Duan Hun Sect will give Tai Hua Mountain a proper explanation. Yan Su was just too stubborn to accept his failure. He didn’t mean it. Besides, it wasn’t long since he deviated; there’s still hope for him to recover.”
Guang Lingzi had had enough of this, “Bullshit! If the ghost snake wasn’t trapped by this scarlet-robed young cultivator but instead hurt our disciple’s soul – you can’t afford to let it happen!”
The Elder of Duan Hun Sect knew this was entirely Yan Su’s fault, but still, he insisted, “I need to go back to my sect and talk about it with our Grand Master...”
Yu Qingzi sneered, “There’s only one thing you need to know: Tai Hua Mountain won’t let disciples be bullied by others, ever. Oh, and I don’t need to remind you who is Jianqing’s Master.”
The Elder lost control of his facial expression and cursed Yan Su in his mind for thousands of times. Nevertheless, he knew that Yan Su was a rarely-seen superior Ghost Cultivator. There’s still ways to pull him back from the Internal Demons.
Pondering the situation, the Elder suddenly lifted his gaze and fixed his eyes on Mo Qiu, “I have no idea when Tai Hua Mountain recruited such a legendary disciple who has acute Spiritual Sense which is as excellent as that of Da Sheng Period Cultivator! Not even in your seventies, huh? But he already reached the late-stage Nascent Soul Period, not to mention he is so sensitive to Fiend Power...”
Yu Qingzi stared at the Elder, “Geezer, what are you trying to say!?”
The Elder pounded the desk, “Old witch, you dare say that again?!”
“You!”
“You!”
None of them were willing to stop the quarrel first. One third of his Spiritual Power recovered, Luo Jianqing looked at Mo Qiu with gratitude kindling in his eyes, then said, “Respected Master, this is my friend – Mo Qiu, who was a descendent of Mo Family. We got to know each other in the Liu Yan Valley. He once fought with Ming Hua Fairy of Fei Hua Sect and Bai Chi of Bai Family. Ask a random commoner, they all know this.”
Hearing this, Ming Hua Fairy stood up and saluted, smiled blandly, “Yes, indeed. I do know this Cultivator Mo.”
The Elder of Mo Family stood up as well, “Although Mo Qiu haven’t put down his name on Mo Family’s Lineage Record, he is a descendent of whom was exiled to the Northern Waste Land from the Mo Family.”
Duan Hun Sect’s Elder said, “So what? A young man with a just-so-so Spiritual Bone reaches the late-stage Nascent Soul Period within seventy years and is so sensitive to Fiend Power. I highly doubt his identity. We should...”
“Enough!” Hao Xingzi reprimanded him, and the latter shut his mouth up, “If you want to say that this Cultivator Mo is a Fiend Cultivator, save your breath. You know this already – any Fiend Cultivator who has reached cultivation level beyond Nascent Soul Period can never hide their Fiend Power. Several years ago in the Liu Yan Valley, Cultivator Mo was just late-stage Cold Core Period, there was still that possibility, but now he has achieved late-stage Nascent Soul Period. He is clear, undoubtedly. Duan Hun Sect, don’t be so full of yourself! Do not forget who left their names on that piece of paper hundreds of years ago!”
The Elder could not find any word to quibble anymore.
All of the high-level cultivators knew that it was Xuan Lingzi and Fiend Exalt – Mo Qianqiu – who signed the contract with the Four Demon Exalts, exchanging their freedom for the peaceful life of all human beings. Xuan Lingzi was confined to Tai Hua Mountain since then, and Mo Qianqiu was restricted within the Fiend Palace which stood at the boundary of human and demon continents. Not to mention the Fiend Exalt, Xuan Lingzi himself had already made tremendous sacrifice to the whole Human Clan. The common high-level cultivators owed a lot to Xuan Lingzi and Mo Qianqiu.
This farce ended with Hao Xingzi’s rebuke.
Duan Hun Sect’s Elder brought Yan Su back and left Tai Hua Mountain immediately, promised to give them a satisfactory explanation.
This year’s Tai Hua Mountain’s Grand Competition, Luo Jianqing reaped victory when facing two of Xuan Tian’s Four Legends and beaten up the seventh Childe of Bai Family easily. He made his fame through the rivalries. At the same time, Mo Qiu, who, with low-grade Spiritual Bone, reached late-stage Nascent Soul Period within seventy years, and sensed the Fiend Cultivator before the other thousands of cultivators even noticed it. He quickly became well-known.
When two of them stood together, one could only compliment that they were truly two splendid raising stars. Others even came up with a title for them.
“They are whom far more legendary than Xuan Tian’s Four Legends: Luo River Thousand Autumn (‘Qiu’, from ‘Mo Qiu’, means Autumn in Chinese)!”
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