Chapter 120: Chapter 111: 1 vs. 2
King Ning was in high spirits. The anger from being sched against and losing several subordinates had vanished. He stood tall and proud, wearing the air of a victor.
’To a powerhouse at the Peak of Qi Sect like him, those subordinates were rely tools. If they died, they died. Now that the Phecda Sword was in his hands and he’d put these self-righteous humans in their place, how could he not be pleased?’
If not for the need to maintain his dignity, he probably would have started jumping for joy!
"There were so many treasures in the vault, and Feng Xiao didn’t make a move for any of them. But when this sword appeared, he snatched it imdiately. Could this sword be even more valuable than an Ultimate Venerable Talisman?"
Instead of responding to the king’s triumphant air, Nie Yun asked his own question.
’This Phecda Sword just looks like a Royal Family’s Top Grade weapon. Luoshui City might not have any, but there are plenty in the Imperial Capital, Divine Wind City. They even have Royal Family’s Weapons there!’
’Logically, a weapon like this shouldn’t be as valuable as an Ultimate Venerable Talisman. So why did Feng Xiao ignore the talismans and snatch this longsword instead, acting as if he’d struck gold?’
"Haha!"
Hearing the young man’s question, King Ning and King Tong exchanged a look and burst out laughing.
"Ignorance truly is terrifying! Let
tell you sothing. Forget a dozen talismans crafted by soone at the Ultimate Venerable Peak—even a hundred, or a thousand of them combined, wouldn’t be worth a single glance compared to this sword!"
King Tong bood with laughter.
"Not even worth a glance compared to a hundred Ultimate Venerable Talismans? How can a Royal Family’s Top Grade weapon be that valuable?" Nie Yun frowned.
"It’s useless explaining it to you. You’re just a bunch of country bumpkins who’ve never left Luoshui City! Now, my patience is limited. Hand over the treasure, or this day next year will mark the anniversary of your deaths!"
King Tong snorted coldly.
"The anniversary of our deaths? Aren’t you a little overconfident? Are you so sure we’re the ones who are going to die? Perhaps it’s you who will be dying today."
Seeing that he wasn’t going to get any more answers out of them, Nie Yun smiled faintly. With a flip of his hand, a long spear appeared in his palm.
This was one of the three Royal Family’s Low Grade weapons from the vault—the spear of Cloud Falling and Rain Overturning—the Cloud-Falling Spear!
"We’re the ones who will die? Haha! Kid, are you dreaming? You get your hands on so treasure and suddenly think you’re a master? The Cloud-Falling Spear is a Royal Family’s Low Grade weapon, true, but it matters who wields it. Without Refinent, it’s no better than a fire poker!"
Seeing Nie Yun produce the spear, King Ning and King Tong started laughing again.
’It would take even a Qi Sect Powerhouse at least ten days to half a month to complete the Refinent of a Royal Family’s Low Grade weapon. They refused to believe this young man could have already refined it in such a short ti!’
’An unrefined weapon can’t channel True Qi, making it no different from a fire poker. Not only would it fail to increase his power, it would probably even hinder him!’
’Trying to fight the two of us with an unrefined spear... he’s really asking to die!’
"It’s true that an unrefined weapon is no better than a fire poker. But what if it has been refined?" Ignoring their mockery, Nie Yun smiled faintly. With a sudden shake of his wrist, the entire spear let out a crisp HUMMM and shot straight toward King Ning!
"Ah? Condensing True Qi into Qi Force... Only a refined weapon can do that! How is this possible?"
The color drained from King Ning’s face as he saw the young man’s spear tremble and, with a crisp ring, unleash a burst of Qi Force.
’They had only been in the passage for a dozen minutes at most, from entering to erging with the treasure. How could he possibly have refined a Royal Family’s Low Grade weapon in such a short ti?’
"So what if you’ve refined a Royal Family’s Low Grade weapon? Your own power is too low! Since you’re so eager to die, then die!"
Though shocked, King Ning was a Peak Powerhouse of Qi Sect, after all. He didn’t panic. With a cold snort, he thrust out his right hand to grab the tip of the spear.
’A Royal Family’s Low Grade weapon is powerful, but its effectiveness depends entirely on the wielder. In the hands of a Peak Powerhouse of Qi Sect, it could display its full might and even contend with an Early-Stage Ultimate Venerable. But in the hands of so kid at the Mid-Stage Armor Realm, it would struggle to even defeat soone at the Early-Stage Qi Sect!’
"Cloud Falling, Rain Overturning!"
Seeing the hand grabbing for his spear, Nie Yun’s eyes narrowed.
Though he was only at the Mid-Stage Armor Realm, his combat prowess was already comparable to a Mid-Stage Qi Sect. Now, with the addition of the refined Royal Family’s Low Grade weapon, he was like a tiger that had grown wings. With a flick and a twist of the spear’s tip, a Qi Arrow shot forth, as Radiant as the evening sun.
SLASH!
Caught in the spear’s brilliant light, all ten fingers on King Ning’s outstretched right hand were severed. Blood sprayed out, creating a crimson mist.
"Ahhh..."
Wounded, King Ning shrieked and scrambled back several steps, his face a mask of horrified disbelief.
"This is impossible! Demonization! Now, die!"
With a long roar, his body instantly underwent Demonization again. Covered in dense scales, he hurled himself at Nie Yun.
"Father, City Lord, take Qingcheng and the others into the Mist Area! I’ll be right behind you!"
Nie Yun blocked King Ning’s assault with his spear, quickly turning his head to shout the order.
’Even though the Royal Family’s Low Grade weapon boosts my power to a level comparable to the Peak of Qi Sect, I still can’t defeat a demonized King Ning, especially with King Tong, an expert of equal strength, waiting in the wings!’
"Trying to run? Not so fast!"
King Tong, who was standing to the side, had no intention of letting Nie Xiaotian’s group escape. With a cold snort, he moved to block their path.
"You can get over here, too!"
Nie Yun forced King Ning back with two thrusts, then spun his spear tip toward King Tong and jabbed three tis in rapid succession.
The three jabs were like a Flood Dragon bursting from its cave, like a tiger’s roar shaking the forest. They carried an unstoppable killing intent that forced King Tong to take two steps back, unwittingly clearing a path for the others.
"Go!"
Nie Xiaotian knew his son was giving it his all. Without a mont’s hesitation, he led the group in a mad dash straight toward the mist!
"You’re not getting away!"
Feng Xiao shot out from nowhere, his eyes glowing an eerie, demonic red as he blocked their path.
"Get out of the way!"
Nie Xiaotian was in a hurry and in no mood to show rcy. He crossed his palms and struck!
BAM!
Even though he was demonized, Feng Xiao was only at the Peak of Body Ergence Realm. How could he possibly be a match for a Qi Sect Powerhouse like Nie Xiaotian? A single strike sent him flying backward to the ground, heavily wounded.
"Hurry!"
Without any further delay, the group entered the mist in less than two breaths, disappearing completely.
"Dammit..."
King Tong and King Ning were completely tied up by Nie Yun’s spear. They couldn’t pursue, they couldn’t escape. They were both howling in fury.
Although the young man’s raw power was nothing special to them, his spear techniques were bizarre and unpredictable, as if honed over decades of Cultivation. A single mont of carelessness would put them on the defensive. They had no choice but to focus entirely on the fight, forced to watch as Nie Xiaotian and the others fled farther and farther away until they vanished from sight.
"Heh, you two can stay and play. I’m leaving now!"
Seeing that his group was safely away, Nie Yun swept his spear wide, chuckled, and began to retreat. As he passed Feng Xiao, he reached down and scooped him up. In the blink of an eye, he too had vanished into the mist.
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