Chapter 181: Twelve Fiend Arrows
“Roar!”
With the explosion of thunderlight, a Spirit Beast suddenly appeared—its body over two zhang long, its carapace deep violet, its form resembling both turtle and crocodile, with four webbed claws growing from its belly. It radiated an imnsely violent aura.
【Species】: Violet Thunder Tortoise (commonly called Thunder-Avoiding Crocodile)
【Attribute】: Thunder
【Bloodline】: Second-Tier, High Grade
【Cultivation Years】: Forty-Nine Years
【Innate Abilities】: Thunder Swamp Domain (consus the energy within its thunder sac to transform the ground into an electrified mire); Thunder Rebound (absorbs descending lightning of heaven and earth, entering a frenzied state in which all abilities increase by thirty to fifty percent)
Recognizing the Spirit Beast’s identity, Chen Beiwu’s eyes revealed clarity.
He had guessed correctly. The young cultivator before him, wielding a heavy hamr with the Violet Thunder Tortoise at his side, was none other than the Golden Core True Person Li Yuanba of Fallen Dragon Manor.
Thinking of this, Chen Beiwu dared not be careless. Holding his breath, he summoned the Second-Tier High Grade Spiritual Artifact—the Twelve Yuanchen Fiend Bow—ready to strike with full force.
After all, what he faced now was the projection of a future genius who would one day achieve the Golden Core and make a na for himself within Fallen Dragon Manor.
‘Ox of Chou · Mountain-Crushing!’
Chen Beiwu’s gaze sharpened. The liquid mana within his dantian’s sea of qi instantly converged into his palm as he slowly drew the Fiend Bow’s string.
“Buzz!”
As mana circulated, a colossal, imposing phantom of the Ugly Ox appeared behind him, exuding formless pressure as though Mount Tai itself weighed down.
As the second style of the Twelve Earthly Branches Revolving Fiend-Arrow True Art, the longer Ox of Chou · Mountain-Crushing charged, the greater its power, capable of unleashing a strike ten tis stronger at its peak.
Sensing danger, Li Yuanba’s projection stomped a foot, his figure flashing into lightning, appearing above Chen Beiwu’s head.
The heavy hamr in his hand crackled with arcs of electricity as he raised it high. Carrying unstoppable force, it ca crashing down, thundering like raging lightning.
At the sa ti, his Companion Beast, the Violet Thunder Tortoise, stomped its four claws into the ground and charged at Chen Beiwu’s back with speed surpassing its master’s, aiming to form a pincer attack together with Li Yuanba.
As the giant hamr tore through the air and closed in within a breath, Chen Beiwu’s movents did not change—the Mountain-Crushing Arrow’s power still building.
Because at this mont, he was not fighting alone.
“Roar!”
Golden Egg released the might of a flood dragon, as though a golden dragon soared to the heavens. Its head t the descending hamr, while its tail lashed toward the Violet Thunder Tortoise.
“Bang! Bang!”
Two tallic crashes rang out in succession. Li Yuanba’s arms shattered, blood sprayed from his mouth, and the hamr slipped from his hands. His body flew backward at even greater speed before collapsing into scattered motes of light.
The Violet Thunder Tortoise fared even worse.
Though it instinctively retreated to avoid the head-on strike, narrowly escaping the golden tail’s direct blow, the pure mana contained within Golden Egg’s tail still blasted through its carapace from afar, crushing it into a puddle of mangled flesh.
‘???’
Lowering the Fiend Bow, Chen Beiwu’s eyes showed surprise.
He seed to have overestimated his opponent’s strength.
There had been no need for him to act—Golden Egg’s casual strike alone had effortlessly obliterated both the young Golden Core’s projection and its Companion Beast.
More precisely, the gap between the two sides was as vast as heaven’s ramparts.
Even a projection of a Golden Core True Person in youth was nothing more than an ant before Golden Egg, incapable of stirring up even the slightest ripple.
“Gulu?”
Golden Egg was also sowhat surprised.
Seeing Chen Beiwu on high alert, it had thought these two projections would erupt with Foundation Establishnt-level strength despite being at Qi Refining.
Who would have thought they were as fragile as paper? A single casual press had ended them.
“Buzz!”
At the instant Golden Egg slew the cultivator’s projection, the examiners from the Thirteen Immortal Sects all stirred slightly in divine sense, their gazes “falling” upon Chen Beiwu.
“To defeat the enemy in a single second, this variant Golden Scale is indeed extraordinary,” Pei Heng praised.
A beast stronger than its master—this was an exceedingly rare thing in the Immortal Alliance.
That Chen Beiwu had, in just over three years, nurtured his Companion Beast to such a level… calling him a beast-taming prodigy was no exaggeration.
A burly man, his muscles straining against his robe, spoke calmly: “This is considered extraordinary? A Second Realm crossing ranks to battle a Qi Refining cultivator—such a result is perfectly normal.”
“Indeed. If this Golden Scale manages to successfully transform into a flood dragon, it might beco a Third-Tier High Grade Treasure Beast.” The Golden Core cultivator in green robes chuckled.
Zhao Wuchen glanced at Ai Jing without saying a word.
The Golden Core True Persons of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect were mostly skilled in perceiving mysteries and deducing fate patterns.
Thus, in every year’s Immortal Alliance Entrance Exam, when a cultivation genius caught the eye of a Dongxuan Immortal Sect True Person, True Persons from other sects would also attempt to extend an olive branch—the foundation of it all being trust.
Only the True Persons of the Upper Three Immortal Sects always maintained their unique style, never interfering unless a peerless prodigy truly moved them.
At this mont, Ai Jing deliberately spoke of the drawbacks of contracting a Golden Scale. Could it be that, just like him, Ai Jing had also taken an interest in Chen Beiwu’s talent?
……
Struggle Realm.
【Challenger】: Chen Beiwu
【Cultivation】: Qi Refining Overlimit
【Opponent in the Struggle Realm】: Immortal Alliance Exam Candidate No. 24122, Pei Qingying (realm: Qi Refining Overlimit)
As the characters on the jade stele faded, a chilling sense of death surged from behind Chen Beiwu.
His breath caught, and he instinctively activated Wave-Stepping Through the Tide, shifting a hundred zhang away in a single stride.
Boom!
As a violent gale erupted, the spot where he had just stood exploded into a massive pit.
‘What a sinister fellow!’
Chen Beiwu’s pupils shrank. His divine sense flooded outward like a tide, instantly capturing the subtle distortion in the void to his right.
‘Golden Egg, no need to strike first—just guard .’
At the thought, Chen Beiwu drew back the Fiend Bow’s string. An arrow pointed toward the sky, and behind him abruptly appeared the phantom of a Rabbit of Mao.
A rare confidant, a worthy opponent!
Golden Egg’s strike could indeed crush the second trial’s genius projection, but that would also rob him of the chance to temper his combat arts.
It was not often one t an opponent equally skilled in illusions and… wait, no!
It was not often one encountered a fellow genius cultivator with a temperant equally steady. He could use him as a sparring partner to draw out his own battle potential.
With that thought, Chen Beiwu poured mana into the bow. His arms spread wide as he drew, and nine watery arrows of intertwining white and azure imdiately ford, fanning out.
‘Rabbit of Mao · Linked Stars!’
In an instant, nine arrows were loosed.
Connected together, the water arrows charged upward in the shape of the Northern Dipper, then cascaded down.
It was like moonlight scattering upon the earth, silently forcing out the hidden shadow within the void.
“Boom!”
The man revealed himself—nine feet tall, shoulders broad as a cauldron, standing like an iron tower. Two purple-brown knife scars stretched across his face, making him appear ferocious.
With a flick of his wrist, he slashed upward with an exaggeratedly massive tiger blade, intercepting the nine Rabbit of Mao arrows with unbelievable speed. Then, he suddenly hurled the tiger blade forward.
“Roar!”
As the tiger’s roar exploded, Chen Beiwu’s body stiffened slightly.
That tiger blade abruptly transford into a Second-Tier High Grade Spirit Beast, the 【Rift-Fang Tiger】, two zhang long, shoulder height nearly a man’s, its fur entirely golden. It lunged toward him with ferocity.
In that fleeting instant, Chen Beiwu seed to see himself torn in half by the Rift-Fang Tiger.
Yet his gaze showed no fear. Ignoring the beast directly before him, his right hand blurred as it drew the bowstring, releasing a dense rain of water arrows.
‘Dragon of Chen · Cloud and Rain!’
As the arrows fell, the wind rose, clouds gathered, and rain poured.
Driving the Dragon of Chen arrow stance, Chen Beiwu at that mont transford into the Rain-Bringing Dragon King, vanishing into the downpour, his figure unseen.
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