Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Chapter 738: Chapter 737: The Strongest Single!

Yan Tianzhi and Man Gu were evenly matched.

Yan Tianzhi didn’t hold back, unleashing the three great War Patterns of Shield Ghost, Taotie, and Zhuyan right from the start.

The Zhuyan War Pattern had been inscribed by him during the Nascent Soul Stage.

Behind Yan Tianzhi, the two demons and a ghost roared, causing the space itself to ripple slightly, which was an awe-inspiring sight.

Man Gu summoned the Nascent Souls of his ancestors, and whichever ancestor’s form the Nascent Soul took on, Man Gu would acquire the abilities of that ancestor; hence, his combat power during the Nascent Soul Stage was the most variable.

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Luckily, this time the summoned ancestor was a legendary figure with great renown, one who had even followed Fairy Eternity in the ancient times and was quite famous!

When Man Gu merged with the Nascent Soul, his entire temperament changed in an instant, becoming ancient, mysterious, and powerful!

“Roar——”

Clutching an eight-sided purple-golden hammer, Man Gu was ferocious and haunting, his roar resounding in every direction, his very voice a match for Yan Tianzhi’s three great War Patterns in terms of intensity!

This was the most common way of combat among the Barbarian Tribe in the ancient times: intimidate your enemies with a couple of fierce roars before the actual fight.

At the same time, there was a recording of the sage’s teachings playing in the background, striking a jarring note amidst the intense atmosphere.

“When friends come from afar, is it not a pleasure…”

“Among any three walkers, one is surely my teacher…”

This was from the talismans affixed to the handle of the hammer, capable of playing the sage’s teachings and serving as the only evidence of Man Gu being a Confucian Cultivator.

Yan Tianzhi fused with the Shield Ghost, and an arm’s length in front of him, a shield appeared–a person tall, with a dark aura swirling around it.

Yan Tianzhi, wielding the shield, charged forward, with Taotie and Zhuyan acting as his protectors on either side, all of them rushing towards Man Gu!

The eight-sided purple-golden hammer swept across all directions, and this was the “Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique” Man Gu had mastered, powerful and swift as lightning that could shake the heavens and resound through the celestial palace!

In the Yan Mountains, Man Gu killed a Spirit Transformation stage great demon that had infiltrated Great Xia, which was battered beyond recognition by that very hammer.

A regular Nascent Soul Stage cultivator wouldn’t dare to even touch the hammer.

With the augmentation of his ancestral Nascent Soul, Man Gu’s Nine Heavens Thunder Hammer Technique was brought to a whole new level.

Although ancient ancestors had not learned such a hammer technique, the one he was channeling had followed Fairy Eternity and had innate combat intuition. When his spirit inhabited Man Gu’s body, it manifested in an all-around enhancement excluding intelligence!

Taotie opened its mouth to inhale and exhale in all directions, Zhuyan swept his club across the world, and the hammer, like thunder on the run, lifted waves of spiritual essence with each strike.

The two ascended to the sky and entwined in battle up in the air, the heavy hammer in Man Gu’s grasp swung as swiftly as the wind, a manifestation of the strength from the Ancient Barbarian Tribe’s bloodline.

Boom!

The hammer smashed down on the shield, and Yan Tianzhi felt it like relentless waves crashing down, with a force that was continuous and unyielding, affecting his internal organs and all his meridians.

“Thrilling!” Yan Tianzhi laughed heartily, for it had been a long time since he experienced such an exhilarating battle!

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Meng Jingzhou, under the effects of Lu’s Arhat Fist, had become truly bald, a veritable Buddhist child of the Imperial City.

“Sword Control Technique!” Lu Yang was surrounded by sharp Sword Qi, and pointing upward with two fingers, the Sword Washing Pool surged like a dragon emerging from an abyss, colliding with Meng Jingzhou like a big truck.

“Shocking Heaven Six Forms!” Meng Jingzhou’s execution of the Shocking Heaven Six Forms was even more masterful; his seemingly simple and unadorned punch was in fact laden with the power to split mountains and crack stones, resonating with the heavens and earth and drawing the surrounding spiritual essence to its aid, the mere sound of the punch classified as a sonic attack.

Upon collision, Meng Jingzhou took a half step back, showing that the Sword Washing Pool still had the upper hand in terms of power.

Lu Yang attempted to send the Invincible Nascent Soul into Meng Jingzhou’s body, kindly helping him advance to a triple-Nascent Soul stage Great Power.

But Meng Jingzhou, unappreciative of good intentions, ran as fast as he could, refusing to let the Invincible Nascent Soul touch him at all costs.

“Golden Bird True Flame, Three Flavored True Fire!”

“Nirvana True Fire!”

The three true fires collided, causing a massive explosion with two birds chiming in, flames shot up to the sky, and the arena turned into a blasting furnace, within which two nimble figures fought amid the flames.

Within the firelight, the pure Yang Tai Chi Diagram reappeared, and the six-armed deity’s boxing techniques rumbled like thunder, clashing hard against the Sword Washing Pool, Lu Yang conjured clones with the Tree Planting Spell, each wielding the Green Peak and Dark Moon swords to fight, yet still at a disadvantage.

“Look, it’s three heads and six arms!” disciples of the Prison Suppressing Sect exclaimed in shock, unable to believe what they were seeing.

“How can this be possible!”

This was the Great Divine Skill most revered by body cultivators, never heard of anyone being able to use it at the Nascent Soul Stage.

“Baldy, three heads and six arms, that’s the wrathful Vajrapani, the Protector of Buddhism from the Suspension Temple!” One of the Suspension Temple’s senior brothers saw Meng Jingzhou and his eyes lit up.

Amongst the flames, Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou fought while conversing.

“Don’t forget you still owe me a chance to show off,” Meng Jingzhou reminded Lu Yang.

Meng Jingzhou was referring to the Mid-stage Golden Core finals when Lu Yang had him concede to allow himself to take the spotlight first, promising to give Meng Jingzhou a chance to shine afterward.

But now at the Mid-stage Nascent Soul, Lu Yang, that bastard, still hadn’t fulfilled his promise.

Lu Yang fell silent for a moment, if Meng Jingzhou hadn’t reminded him, he really would have forgotten about it.

With composure, Lu Yang intentionally slowed his sword techniques, “Of course I remember, it’s just that I hadn’t found the right opportunity until now.”

Meng Jingzhou’s six eyes looked askance at Lu Yang, suspecting that the young man had forgotten his promise.

Sword light and fist shadows intertwined, Sword Qi gracefully agile, seeking to find a gap to breach Meng Jingzhou’s defense. Meng Jingzhou, transformed into the wrathful Vajrapani, faced the sword moves like a violent storm, using his fists to ward off the Qi and dissipating myriad assaults into nothingness.

“Shocking Heaven Six Forms!”

With six arms, he performed the Shocking Heaven Six Forms; its power magnified exponentially, the Green Peak Sword positioned across his chest, Lu Yang, along with his sword, was sent flying backward and tumbled off the stage with a roll.

“What, so it’s Senior Brother Meng who won!”

“During the Mid-stage Golden Core finals, Senior Brother Meng lost to Young Sect Master Lu, who then fought Senior Brother Lu to a draw—how could Senior Brother Lu lose to Senior Brother Meng?!”

“This shows that the strength of these three individuals is not much different; any slight disparity can affect the final outcome!”

“Such a terrifying Single Body Spiritual Root, probably unmatched by any previous generations with Single Body Spiritual Roots.”

“The strongest Single Body indeed.”

“If Junior Brother Meng remains single, his future is boundless.”

Meng Jingzhou, hearing the discussions below, darkened in complexion, wishing they hadn’t praised him at all.

When Lu Yang fell off the arena, he was caught by the Sword Washing Pool, after climbing out, he pointed towards the top of a nearby mountain, slightly puzzled.

“Why is everyone flying out, has something big happened?”

The Great Sects, as if with a collective intuition, all flew out from the hospitality hall, swarming like bees towards the Seek Dao Sect’s gates.

It didn’t take long for some curious senior brothers to find out what was happening.

“It’s the Sect Leader who has returned; all the elders and sect leaders from the Great Sects have gone to welcome the Sect Leader.”

Meng Jingzhou looked out, observing the individuals from the Great Sects with their gleaming weapons, which didn’t at all look like a welcome for Daoist Buyu.

Lu Yang kept silent, presuming that his master must have heard about Vast Sea Daoist Lord still being alive and had hurried back to pay respects to the ancestor.

But the master seemed to have forgotten, he was not the only one who wished to meet the Vast Sea Daoist Lord.