Starting My Cultivation With Time Management

Chapter 747: 81st Chapter: I Have a Secret Technique to Restrain Changgeng True Person

Thunder Light pierced through Zhaxi’s chest, and the young monk fell from the Flying Artifact.

Zhucuo stared dumbly at this terrifying scene, suddenly finding the courage from nowhere, swiftly activated the Flying Artifact and rushed forward, snatching Zhaxi’s body and fleeing desperately towards Iron City Mountain.

Qiu Changtian stood with his hands behind his back, and did not pursue the victory.

In his view, that Zhaxi was probably the offspring of some high-ranking clansman, arrogant but with limited strength. Killing him would serve no purpose; instead, releasing him could spread the formidable reputation of Changgeng True Person.

Therefore, he simply stood quietly in the air, leisurely waiting for a response from the Asura Path.

The news of Zhaxi’s injury at the hands of Changgeng True Person spread quickly within the Asura Path.

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The first to react was none other than the Eternal Life King, Dorje Tsering, who was also Zhaxi’s godfather within the Asura Path.

The Eternal Life King was immediately furious and wanted to go out for revenge for his son, but was stopped by a group of elders.

If the Asura Path really deployed a Nascent Soul Elder, to fight above their class against Changgeng True Person, the opponent would surely turn and run—and with Changgeng True Person’s importance to Kunlun, there were certainly many Kunlun Elders waiting in the Main Formation to come to the rescue.

If they couldn’t kill Changgeng True Person, the Asura Path’s reputation would be completely ruined.

In the eyes of the world, it would seem the Asura Path had no Golden Core Cultivator capable of defeating Changgeng True Person, so they shamelessly deployed a Nascent Soul monster to bully the weak, and still didn’t succeed… humiliating!

After pacifying the Eternal Life King, everyone began to discuss strategies.

Kunlun’s surprise attack had come too swiftly; the other Intercepting Sects hadn’t yet come to the aid, and Iron City Mountain had already been blockaded by Kunlun.

Since they couldn’t face them head-on, the strategy set by the Asura Path was to stall and wait for rescue, waiting for the Six Paths Alliance Hierarch, Wei Dongliu, to send help.

Although it was necessary to delay the time as much as possible, with someone blocking the door at the foot of the mountain, inaction was not an option, otherwise it would send the message that “Changgeng True Person alone could terrorize the Asura Path—no one dares to come down from Iron City Mountain,” completely diminishing the sect’s reputation.

They must defeat Changgeng True Person swiftly and crush Kunlun’s morale!

Of course, if they couldn’t win quickly, it would also be acceptable to engage in a prolonged fight without falling behind.

“Danzeng Batu!” the Asura Path’s Great Reverend Master, Monk of the Empty Void, said with a sinister voice, “Your Sarira Realm has reached Perfection. Do you have confidence against that Changgeng True Person?”

As soon as his words finished, a monk with a solemn expression stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and said:

“If I cannot defeat Changgeng True Person and must retreat in defeat, I am willing to suffer the agony of the demonic fire burning my heart.”

“Good!” The elders then cheered in unison, “Danzeng Batu, Changgeng True Person is yours to handle!”

Danzeng Batu, expressionless, turned and silently left the Treasure Hall. As soon as he stepped out of the mountain gate, he saw a figure emerge from behind the rocks, it was the old monk Gu Lie.

“Brother.” He said with a worried frown, “Has the higher-up ordered you to confront Changgeng True Person?”

“Indeed.” Danzeng Batu finally showed concern, frowning as he said, “Changgeng True Person is a First Grade Golden Core, and has the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword and the Five Thunder True Law, I really can’t see any chance of winning.”

“If brother seeks victory, that will be wishful thinking,” Gu Lie said with a pained expression, “but if it’s just about self-preservation, it isn’t difficult.”

“Changgeng True Person’s decision to fight is not to seek victory, but to minimize the casualties of Kunlun Cultivators in the Magical Competition. Otherwise, with his strength, he should have fought for victory on the first day.”

“Considering this, when you confront him later, brother, avoid going all out. Restrain as much as possible, and it’s best to feign defeat intentionally, allowing Changgeng True Person to have the upper hand. Praise and flatter him excessively, convincing him not to strike a deadly blow, thereby delaying time.”

“If the opponent grows impatient and decides to use a killing move, brother, you can claim that your True Yuan is depleted and you need to go back to replenish with an Elixir.”

“With Kunlun’s haughty attitude, Changgeng True Person will surely not pursue. At that time, brother, you can return to report, claiming a draw.”

“As long as we are not defeated in name, our revered masters will have no reason to blame elder brother,”

“So that’s how it is!” Danzeng Batu instantly saw the light and hurriedly said, “Brother Gu Lie, I hope your words come true. If I can return safely this time, I will definitely reward you handsomely!”

He then rushed back to his room hurriedly, gathered a huge amount of defensive magical treasures, and then hurried down the mountain to meet his challenger.

Qiu Changtian looked on with curiosity, only to see that the monk on the opposite side was a tall and sturdy man, about eight feet tall with bulging muscles, holding a bowl shield in his left hand and a Demon-Subduing Pestle in his right, looking less like a cultivator and more like a heavy infantryman with a war hammer who had crossed over from ancient times in the West.

“May I ask if this is Changgeng True Person in person?” Danzeng Batu bellowed.

Qiu Changtian saluted with his hands, then with a flick of his finger, shot the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword at him.

Danzeng Batu wanted to get closer and exchange some pleasantries, but Qiu Changtian’s attack came too fast; he could only bellow like thunder, channeling all his True Yuan into the bowl shield in his left hand to form a shiny golden shield wall…

But then it was smashed head-on by the Tianyuan Yiqi Sword, the light shield shattered almost instantly, and the remaining force pushed Danzeng Batu to fly backward for several tens of meters before he managed to stop himself by using the Demon-Subduing Pestle to create friction with the ground.

He can’t win!

Danzeng Batu felt a sharp pain in his belly and bitterly complained in his heart, knowing that the opponent had easily broken his defense with just a casual strike, showing that Qiu Changtian’s true power far surpassed a Golden Core Realm cultivator, completely crushing him.

The two were fighting in the desert, while countless cultivators from both the Kunlun Main Formation and the cliffs of Iron City Mountain had gathered to watch the battle.

Seeing Qiu Changtian send his opponent flying, the Kunlun cultivators watching from afar did not cheer but showed a calm demeanor as if to say that this outcome was to be expected.

After all, he was just a First Grade Golden Core of our Kunlun Sect; crushing a peer was nothing unusual.

The expressions of the onlooking monks from the mountain were not as good.

Danzeng Batu was one of the few most formidable elders among the monks possessing Sariras, and although he had recently fallen out of favor with the revered masters for unknown reasons, his impressive strength was undeniable.

If even he could not defeat Changgeng True Person, it only meant that a First Grade Golden Core was ridiculously powerful, and facing the same rank was tantamount to suicide.

However, sending a Nascent Soul Cultivator to deal with a Golden Core True Person would seem too embarrassing, and the Sect’s senior management would definitely not agree.

They needed to weigh carefully what mattered more: the reputation of the Sect or the lives of the Sarira monks?

Of course, reputation was more important!

The revered masters did not lack for disciples in the realm of Sariras; if one died, there were plenty of others to take their place, but the reputation of the Asura Path had to be earned through real combat and could not be compromised over such trivial matters.

With these thoughts, all the monks felt a chill in their hearts, hoping that Danzeng Batu could hold on for a few more rounds so they wouldn’t have to take his place.

Whether he heard the inner voice of his Sect mates or not, Danzeng Batu, who had been sent flying, barely steadied himself on the ground, spat out a mouthful of blood, stuffed a few elixirs into his mouth, and then his True Yuan surged up, forming behind him a gigantic Dharma Body tens of meters tall with three heads and six arms.

Asura Path secret technique, Immovable Ming King!

The three-headed and six-armed Dharma Body, with each head displaying expressions of ecstasy, anger, and serenity, and each of the six arms wielding huge weapons, struck down at Qiu Changtian with a ferocity like a sudden storm and overwhelming thunder.

Qiu Changtian’s expression remained unchanged; he raised his hand and released a Thunder Light, instantly shattering the Immovable Ming King, which dissipated in the air.

Seeing this, he couldn’t help but let out a sound of surprise.

The Dharma Body of the opponent, while intimidating in appearance, was in substance not very powerful.

As Qiu Changtian pondered this, he heard Danzeng Batu, pale-faced and fearful, say:

“Kunlun’s Changgeng, your strength is terrifying. To shatter my Immovable Ming King Dharma Body with a single strike, truly remarkable!”