A True Disciple on their own sect’s "blacklist" was the apple of the eye for all Small and dium-sized Sects.
In the thirty-odd years since the Flying Feather Immortal Palace revolution, quite a few "defected" True Disciples had been hunted down and killed by Various Factions.
...
「During the conversation.」
Wu Miao arrived near the area where the Brocade-clothed Man and his companions had set their trap.
Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly; she sensed sothing amiss ahead and imdiately retreated.
But she had retreated less than three hundred and thirty ters when she detected a Trapping Array activating behind her.
Layers of blue light emanating from the array technique blocked her escape.
And where no array technique was laid, several powerful n in black had appeared.
"This sea route usually has no Sea Bandits..." Wu Miao questioned, her actions swift. "Who are you people?"
She quickly retrieved several Talismans from her Sleeve and slapped them onto her body.
Instantly, several protective shields of varying colors enveloped her.
Shortly after deploying the defensive Talismans, she took out a Luan Cart from her Storage Bag.
This Luan Cart was exquisitely crafted. In front of the cart were three azure Puppet monstrous birds, each about three ters in size, with three eyes, six wings, and ferocious appearances.
She boarded the Luan Cart, urging the three Puppet monstrous birds to pull it, charging around in an attempt to break through to safety.
"To think the Three Bird Puppet Cart from the auction fifteen years ago was won by you. The price of this Spiritual Treasure was not low—750,000 Spirit Shells..." the Brocade-clothed Man clicked his tongue, marveling.
He had chosen to intercept Wu Miao for a significant reason. Seventy years ago, she had been auctioned off by the Hundred Treasures Pavilion as an auction item. In the process, she lost all the Artifacts and Spiritual Objects on her person, including the life-saving trump card given to her by the Starfall Sect.
To think she had managed to accumulate enough Spiritual Objects to form the Returning Core and acquire a life-saving Spiritual Treasure as a trump card in a re seventy years... He couldn’t help but marvel.
"asuring Heaven Ruler, strike!"
Wu Miao had no desire to waste words with these Sea Bandits. Her Divine Sense swept out, found a weak point in the array technique, and she pulled a purple jade ruler from her Sleeve, striking at it.
The purple jade ruler spun, circled outside the array technique, and then stabbed forcefully.
HISS!
With a soft hiss, one of the array techniques before her broke.
"Stop her..." the Brocade-clothed Man ordered via Sound transmission via his Divine Sense, instructing several subordinates to surround her. anwhile, he conjured a massive Single-legged Bronze Statue and smashed it towards Wu Miao’s Luan Cart.
The Single-legged Bronze Statue slamd into the Luan Cart’s white light shield.
The Luan Cart suddenly lurched downward. The just-broken array technique was instantly replaced by a new one, as black Array Banners swirled continuously above the sea surface.
Simultaneously, various runes appeared on the Luan Cart’s light shield, like spiritual chains, twining around the Bronze Statue, montarily hindering the Brocade-clothed Man’s attack.
Seeing that his strike hadn’t broken the Luan Cart’s protective shield and had instead gotten entangled, the Brocade-clothed Man didn’t panic; his face showed no surprise as he calmly took a walnut-sized black copper orb from his bosom.
"A Heavenly Thunder Orb?" Wu Miao’s expression changed in shock, and she instantly prepared to abandon the cart and flee.
The Heavenly Thunder Orb was a single-use, devastating weapon. It could tear apart most protective spiritual shields in an instant and unleash Heavenly Thunder upon enemies. A single orb had a market price of 500,000 Spirit Shells.
However, though powerful, the Heavenly Thunder Orb had its flaws. As long as one was careful to dodge, the explosion from a Heavenly Thunder Orb wasn’t enough to injure a Cultivator with agile movent techniques.
But... this was only true in one-on-one battles. At this ti, she was surrounded by at least four "Sea Bandits." Once she lost the Luan Cart’s protection, her fate was all too predictable.
"Lady Xu..." the Brocade-clothed Man said, his eyes glinting with triumph. "Just surrender."
In battles between Cultivators of the sa realm, the depth of one’s Cultivation foundation and the abundance of one’s Magic Power certainly had an impact. However, if these differences weren’t significant enough to create a substantial gap, then... financial power beca the decisive factor.
Although he was a Freelance Cultivator, he had been in the Returning Core Realm for three or four hundred years. Wu Miao, the Starfall Sect Saintess, had only recently reached the Returning Core Realm.
In terms of accumulated resources, how could she possibly be his opponent?
However—an astonishing scene unfolded.
The mont the Heavenly Thunder Orb detonated, a handso young Cultivator appeared before Wu Miao.
BOOM!
The Heavenly Thunder Orb exploded in his palm.
Yet, after the explosion, his palm remained as pristine as jade, without a single scratch.
"A Dao... Dao Pill Daoist..." The Brocade-clothed Man and his companions were instantly dumbfounded.
To nullify the explosive power of a Heavenly Thunder Orb with one’s palm—that was impossible for soone in the Returning Core Realm! And they clearly rembered this person was less than two hundred years old.
So, there was only one possibility: this person had reached the Dao Pill Realm.
A True lineage disciple of the Ten Major Sects... The Brocade-clothed Man swallowed hard, inwardly astounded.
To achieve the Dao Pill Realm in less than two hundred years... if he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it utterly unbelievable.
He was sowhat dazed. The difference between a Pride of Heaven and a mortal.
As for the other male Cultivators, they lost all courage to fight. The one acting as a lookout on the periphery had already fled, while the remaining Cultivators hastily knelt, begging the young Cultivator for their lives.
These layers of array techniques now blocked their own escape routes as well. Even the montary obstruction caused by the array techniques as they tried to flee would be enough for a Dao Pill Daoist to send them to their deaths.
"Sea Bandits?" The young Cultivator snorted coldly several tis and then exhaled a beam of Sword light.
This Sword light multiplied from one to ten, then to a hundred, transforming into countless white Sword threads that filled the sky like a flurry of cotton.
In an instant, several corpses floated on the sea surface.
"Thank you, Senior Brother Ruan, for saving my life," Wu Miao said, recognizing the young Cultivator.
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