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Chapter 218: Chapter 215: Spiritual
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A youth in a green robe was carefreely gliding above the pine forest, occasionally tapping a pine branch with his toes, his figure swinging out over ten zhangs.
The sky was azure, the pine forest a deep green.
The green-robed youth’s face was like crown jade, his eyes like gemstones, gleaming brilliantly as he looked around.
At this moment, a faint shadow suddenly and silently flitted over. n𝚘𝚟pub.𝚌o𝚖
As if he had sensed it beforehand, his figure swayed aside by a foot. By the time the shadow neared, he had already moved a foot and a half away.
The shadow was a flying knife, too fast to clearly see the blade, leaving only a blurry image.
As he moved horizontally, the flying knife suddenly twisted, speeding up abruptly and pierced through him.
But it was his shadow that the flying knife pierced through.
It continued to shoot forward, penetrating a pine tree, emerging out and drilling through two more, embedding in the fourth one.
The knife stuck in halfway, its handle trembling incessantly, as if unwilling to be dodged, wanting to fly again.
The green-robed youth appeared atop a pine tree a zhang away, his expression turning cold and fierce, his eyes sharp like an awl, as if he had become another person.
All the previous ease and grace were gone.
At this very moment, his figure swayed again, once more avoiding a knife shadow, the knife shadow changed again, turning and accelerating,
ultimately piercing through his shadow and shooting through six adult-thick pine trees, unwillingly stopping at the fork of the seventh.
Chu Zhiyuan, two hundred meters away, looked solemn.
The current flying knife, based on the Heart Inquiry Saber Skill at Wentian Cliff, had integrated the Sword Control Technique, retaining the power of the Heart Inquiry Saber Skill while adding the fluidity and endurance of the Sword Control Technique, plus concealment.
Moreover, there was the Super Sense’s illumination.
Within a range of three hundred and fifty meters, enemies wouldn’t realize they were already locked on, unleashing a deadly strike.
Silent and invisible, killing without a trace.
Ever since he fused into one blade, he had never encountered anyone who could dodge this knife.
Undefeated, even Grandmasters from Yuding Sect and Secret Shadow Sect couldn’t evade this knife, silently and invisibly killed.
The insight was like a deity, life and death at its whim.
Truly, there was a sense of dominion over heaven and earth.
He knew it was an illusion; his cultivation wasn’t enough. Let alone a Great Grandmaster, even against top Grandmasters, he might not stand a chance.
Unexpectedly, an opponent who could dodge this knife arrived so quickly and was similar in age to him.
The age difference shouldn’t be more than ten years, yet already a Grandmaster of the Eighth Layer Heaven.
Yuding Sect’s mental method indeed progressed remarkably fast.
The green-robed youth stood atop the pine treetop, clasping his hands and shouting aloud: "Which deity is playing jokes with Zhang?"
Chu Zhiyuan frowned, looking at Huang Shiron: "A top expert of Yuding Sect, Eighth Layer Heaven."
Huang Shiron said, "Should we signal?"
Chu Zhiyuan nodded: "Summon the Great Grandmaster then."
Huang Shiron took out a small silver copper from her sleeve, shining like pure silver, pointing it towards the sky.
"Wuu..."
Resembling the roar of a beast, it echoed through heaven and earth.
Chu Zhiyuan felt relieved in his heart.
With such a signal, the Great Grandmaster would know and return in time to support.
"So, it was here!"
Amid cheerful laughter, the green-robed youth appeared atop a treetop ten zhangs away.
His green robe fluttered in the wind, sparkling with strange patterns in the bright sunlight, as if the patterns were twisting and coming to life.
He stood with arms behind, his body rising and falling with the treetop, his expression leisurely and peaceful, sweeping away the previous coldness, restoring his free and easy composure.
He looked Chu Zhiyuan up and down: "Is it your flying knife? Not a bad Sword Technique."
He glanced at Huang Shiron and the other two women.
His gaze swept over Huang Shiron and the other two women, lingering several times on Guo Chi and the three others before finally stopping on Zou Fang.
His eyes suddenly brightened, and he abruptly smiled, "An eunuch?... A member of the Imperial Family, a Prince or a Princely Heir?"
Chu Zhiyuan sensed his ease and disdain, knowing it was due to the realm gap. Clasping his fists slowly, he said, "Princely Heir of Prince Qing Mansion, Chu Zhiyuan, who might you be, deity?"
"Chu Zhiyuan? The first Princely Heir of Da Jing?" The green-robed youth’s eyes shone even brighter, his handsome face filled with delight, as if he had won the lottery.
He was even so thrilled he laughed: "Haha, look far and wide only to find it without effort!"
Chu Zhiyuan frowned at him.
"You don’t need to know who I am, just that today is the day of your demise, in your next life be born under a better star."
Chu Zhiyuan didn’t wait for him to act, swiftly said: "What kind of better birth star? I am already a Princely Heir, and a martial arts prodigy, what could be better?"
"Hmm... that is something." The green-robed youth pondered, thought carefully: "Or perhaps, be born in our Yuding Sect?"
Chu Zhiyuan said, "Yuding Sect is like vermin, shouted at by everyone, why would one reincarnate there?"
The Great Grandmaster should have arrived?
Why aren’t they here yet?
If it weren’t that this guy didn’t take him seriously, determined to easily deal with him, it wouldn’t be possible for him to be so easily interrupted, dragged into a conversation.
"Mouths shout at everyone, who dares to actually strike?" The green-robed youth snorted: "I am Zhang Youling of Yuding Sect, who dares to strike me?"
"I dare." A white flash flew out from Chu Zhiyuan’s right sleeve.
The speed of Day Blade was incredibly fast, fierce and domineering.
The blade emerged suddenly, and its speed was so rapid, it reached the green-robed youth before he could even react.
The green-robed youth swayed gently to dodge, but the Day Blade mid-air suddenly changed direction, again shooting towards him, even faster and closer.
The Day Blade changed direction, accelerated, the green-robed youth swayed in mid-air again, seemingly unchanged in speed.
But the Day Blade still missed by a hair breadth, brushing past his shoulder.
Chu Zhiyuan frowned.
This Zhang Youling indeed had the ability to sense danger in advance.
He had Super Sense, others couldn’t have such an extraordinary encounter, but it didn’t mean they didn’t have other peculiar abilities.
Super Sensing Illumination, this Zhang Youling could sense a second in advance where the danger was, thereby dodging in advance.
Without this foresight, purely relying on his agility, no matter how fast, it would have been difficult to dodge his flying knife.
This meant the flying knives were ineffective against him, no need to try anymore.
Even a Hidden Blade was useless.
This foresight likely wasn’t aimed at external objects, but at himself, so no matter how fast or concealed the flying knife, it couldn’t kill him.
A Grandmaster of the Eighth Layer Heaven from Yuding Sect, possessing both high realm and an ability similar to his Super Sense.
He couldn’t handle it, needed a Great Grandmaster.
"Haha..." Zhang Youling suddenly burst into laughter.
Chu Zhiyuan said in a deep voice: "Zou Fang, the orb!"
Zou Fang quickly took out a cloth pouch from his bosom, handed it to Chu Zhiyuan.
Chu Zhiyuan stuffed it into his bosom.
As the Flying Dragon Ball entered his body, the Dragon Transformation Technique surged violently, like a flood breaking its dyke.
The Great Heavenly Dragon Fist.
The most powerful Fist Technique he had until now, and also his strongest Martial Arts.
The Flying Dragon Ball not only accelerated the Dragon Transformation Technique but also the Great Heavenly Dragon Fist.
Zhang Youling chuckled and said: "Chu Zhiyuan, your aptitude is outstanding, your bloodline strong, you should have trained in quite a few miracle techniques, right?"
"What if I have?"
"This secret technique of mine can devour your spirit, essence blood, memories, cultivation, especially cultivation experience." Zhang Youling smiled: "After your death, the secret skills you’ve mastered will transfer to me."
Chu Zhiyuan frowned at him.
"What’s wrong?"
"Aren’t you afraid of a Great Grandmaster coming?" Chu Zhiyuan said slowly.
"Great Grandmaster? Where’s the Great Grandmaster?" Zhang Youling chuckled: "Are you waiting for those five Great Grandmasters?"
Chu Zhiyuan’s face changed slightly.
"Haha..." Zhang Youling suddenly laughed out loud.
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