A Long Grind to Daoist Monarch

Chapter 398 - 244: Ninghai Zen Is Not Truly Invincible—There Is Still Bai Qilang in the World

"Dear Lord, are you still concerned with me? Indeed! Ninghai Zen has long viewed me as his lifelong rival!"

It’s not in vain that I’ve secluded myself... training bitterly for ten years!"

Upon hearing this, Chunyu Cultivator was overjoyed, and couldn’t help but want to howl at the sky to express his exhilarated emotions.

He tried his best to suppress the upward curl of his lips, and slowly nodded his head saying:

"June 8th, at Chaotian Sect? It’s settled then!"

Looking at the unexpectedly spirited Chunyu Cultivator, Ninghai Zen furrowed his brows slightly.

Could it be that I was too heavy-handed back then and broke this idiot’s head?

What’s the excitement about fighting? Enjoy being beaten? Like getting smacked in the face?

"Ninghai Zen, this time I come with the Sword Sect’s divine weapon, the Nanming Li Fire; your prideful Dragon Elephant Physique cannot withstand it!

If you underestimate the Sword Sect’s ultimate skill again, you’ll surely pay a heavy price!"

Chunyu Cultivator looked toward the Celestial Cyan Robe sitting alone on the small boat, and did not conceal the ace up his sleeve, instead speaking openly.

The divine weapon Nanming Li Fire was personally handed to him by Senior Brother Mo.

The purpose was both for protection and for planning major events of the Sword Sect.

With it in hand, even if Zhao Pijiang, the Commander of the Celestial Water Prefecture, came personally.

Chunyu Cultivator was confident he could escape unscathed!

It’s widely known that weapons are held by Martial Artists, while artifacts are nurtured by Daoist Cultivators.

The former is mastered by the Artisan through the control of fire, pummeled and forged, refining the essence of five metals, tempering the inner properties.

The weapon itself possesses divine qualities, seemingly born of heaven and earth, naturally adorned with all kinds of patterns, resembling the shapes of wind, rain, thunder, and lightning.

When wielded, it simultaneously mobilizes vitality, and even changes the weather, greatly enhancing combat power.

A treasure weapon at the Hundred Forging Level is enough for a Second-Training Martial Artist to hold their ground against a Third-Practice Expert!

Not to mention a legendary divine weapon!

"Oh."

Ninghai Zen lightly nodded his head, with not a hint of fluctuation in his tone, as if he didn’t care at all.

"Cough cough, don’t you know the Master Li Yuan? Have him forge for you a Thousand-Forged Treasure Soldier, maybe then you could get a few moves in with me."

Chunyu Cultivator was speaking with no real substance, starting to worry on behalf of Ninghai Zen, about the lack of good weapons affecting his performance in the critical battle to decide life and death.

For a full ten years he hadn’t seen this lifelong rival; during his tedious seclusion at the Sword Sect’s cave abode, he often dreamt of sitting and discussing Dao with this person, talking about the matters of the world.

Only then could he fulfill a profound wish.

"Brother Chunyu, to be honest, I also have a divine weapon, very rarely shown to others, perhaps it may compete with your sect’s Nanming Li Fire."

Ninghai Zen smirked, speaking with a serious tone.

"A divine weapon? Where did you get a divine weapon! In the world, aside from great influences like the Dragon Court, the Upper Sect, and the Taoist Sect, it’s hard for other doors to gather vast amounts of materials to forge a divine weapon!

Moreover, the birth of a divine weapon would surely shake the entire world..."

Chunyu Cultivator was very surprised, as far as he knew, Ninghai Zen’s mentorship had no grand origins.

And having been in seclusion in impoverished remote areas for ten years, where did he get a divine weapon?

Could Ninghai Zen be favored by great fortune?

Encountered a phenomenal opportunity?

"The name of this divine weapon is ’Heavenly Spirit Cover’."

Ninghai Zen pointed to his head.

"You... truly are unwise!"

Chunyu Cultivator realized he was being mocked, and couldn’t help but become angrily indignant.

He kindly offered advice, so Ninghai Zen would not feel defeated and dissatisfied, believing he relied on the advantage of having a divine weapon.

In response, this person arrogantly said he would use his Heavenly Spirit Cover to defend against the Nanming Li Fire!

Too excessive!

"It’s getting late, Brother Chunyu, if there’s nothing else, go back early, wash up and sleep."

Ninghai Zen hung his head, never bothering to look directly at Chunyu Cultivator, his mind entirely focused on calculating the weight of that red-tailed fish that just got away.

If it weighs more than thirty pounds, it won’t just be a matter resolved with a single slap!

"Humph! Ninghai Zen, I’ll let you witness the unmatched sharpness of the Sword Sect’s divine weapon sooner or later!"

Chunyu Cultivator dismissed the idea of inviting Ninghai Zen to drink and discuss heroes, and left in a huff.

Hiss hiss!

The chilling Sword Qi swirling around him thunderously reverberated, tearing through the atmosphere.

Instantly vanished into the clouds and sky!

"Annoyingly noisy, almost couldn’t resist slapping again!

Fortunately, after taking on Ah Qi as an apprentice, my ability to cultivate patience has deepened; if it were before, there’s no way I could have tolerated him saying so much nonsense."

Ninghai Zen shook his head, turning his thoughts:

"The Nanming Li Fire Sword, tracing back six generations... indeed a bit troublesome.

Afterward, I’ll ask Lao Qiu to help, get something like a brick or folding chair, a good tool for smashing people.

Every time I see Chunyu Cultivator’s face, for some reason, I always want to use something to cover it!"

...

...

The next day, the sky showed a hint of dawn.

"Whew, the Dragon and Tiger Grand Pill is truly miraculous!"

After a whole night of seated cultivation, Bai Qi opened his eyes, his gaze as bright as stars, dazzling.

"The Qi and Blood Power in my body feels like it’s been purified and tempered, almost permeating every inch of flesh and blood..."

Rumble!

Each time Bai Qi breathed and exhaled, his skeletal structure seemed to vibrate in harmony, forming a mystical rhythm that stirred the vigorous flow of Qi and Blood within, akin to the rise and fall of tides, freely washing over the body.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his robes ballooning out, unexpectedly feeling a pulse at his brow.

Like the Divine Soul Embryo of an infant, gradually merging with the surging torrent-like formidable Qi and Blood.

As if a mortal body was infused with extraordinary divine intent, sparking unique changes!

Hiss!

Hiss hiss!

Originally, the front courtyard of the Inheritance Hall was filled with morning mist surging, lightly permeating with a chill.

At the instant Bai Qi opened his eyes, his pores radiated with scorching heat, like a great furnace opening its lid, erupting fiercely!

The dust rose, spreading out, nearby leaves were roasted until they turned dry and withered!

"Good gracious! This Qi and Blood is about to burst out of my head, concentrated into a smoke signal! Trying to break through the Third Skin Refining Barrier?"