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Published at 31st of August 2022 09:14:53 AM


Chapter 37

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Su Yu stood on the giant soft yellow silvery silk handkerchief, constantly bumping because of the turbulent wind of Bitao Mountain.

The soft handkerchief is sometimes rolled into a ball, but sometimes it is spread out flat. It changes depending on the strong wind direction.

It caught the disciples who were knocked down, either intentionally or unintentionally, by those disciples of eighth-place and ninth-place peaks.

The disciples, elders, and peak masters who looked up were completely shocked.

Other disciples with low cultivation rubbed their eyes.

Just a while ago, this giant flying handkerchief was just a piece of thin dough, steaming and smoking, came out of the pan with an appetizing fragrance. Then, in front of their eyes, it turned into a soft silvery silk handkerchief, which expanded and flew to the sky to catch the falling disciples before slowly landed again.

The handkerchief dropped to an inch from the foot of the mountain, almost causing those disciples to be eliminated.

Everyone was staring blankly.

In front of everyone, Wei Zhao, who has no spiritual power at all, the person who is the least likely to climb Bitao Mountain, also slowly moved his wheelchair to the goose-yellow handkerchief that was only one inch off the ground.

Immediately this five-foot-tall goose-yellow second-grade spiritual weapon flew up tremblingly. It suddenly floated halfway up the mountainside!

It caught up with the swaying figures of the eighth-place peak and ninth-place peak disciples in front of them, knocking them from the air!

The disciples of Zhiqiong Peak shouted happily. Even those who were at a distance came over while yelling, "You deserve it. Who told you to hit us again and again!"

"Ah, spirit wind, let's be more violent~"

"With the strength of this good wind, send me to the top of the mountain!"

The crowd was shocked.

'How does she know how to forge?'

'She couldn't cultivate. With her five elements spiritual root, cultivation was basically abandoned.'

'Why today... They forbid alchemy, so she made a second-grade magic weapon!?'

All the disciples and peak masters were stunned, unable to speak for a long time.

"Since when is she a refiner?! Can a spirit fire condensed by a five-element spirit roots craft magic weapons?"

At the viewing platform in front of Bitao Mountain, a pair of beautiful eyes condensed with mist are also amazed at this moment.

"I heard my disciples say that she has resumed her practice now. She is now a second-grade alchemist." Her voice was like water, obviously related to the practice she has.

Eleventh-place Peak Master, Yuan Rong, hurriedly looked at Elder Zhang beside him, "Elder, what's going on?"

Elder Zhang was asked, but he also barely had enough time to hide his shock.

'This old man... doesn't know.'

'Junior Niece Su, can you refine weapons?'

However, Elder Zhang quickly coughed lightly, covering up his embarrassment. "What a fuss. Who stipulated that an alchemist can't refine? Who stipulated that spiritual roots of five elements can't be used for alchemy or refining?"

Having said that, he took the empty teacup to his mouth and drank it quietly.

'Stunning and brilliant, like a natural born genius.'

But he quickly looked at Yi Ge, the master of the second-place peak, "Hey. I know my little junior niece Su is only at the Qi Refining, but she is on an equal stage with a bunch of Nascent Souls. It turns out that she also has these talents."

Yi Ge smashed the teacup in his hand.

He stroked his long beard and said on the spot, "Elders of the Precept Hall, today's climbing the Bitao Mountain relies on the disciples' cultivation and spiritual stamina. Relying on magic weapons is no different from swallowing medicinal pills. This is far from the original intention of the competition."

"I suggest banning it now."

As soon as Yi Ge opened his mouth, the first-place and third-place peak masters around him were immediately surprised and nodded with a smile.

"I second it."

"I think so too."

These three are the top three of the third-rank peaks. Their strength far exceeds the other peaks with lower places.

Their voices came out in unison, and soon, all the other six peak masters below them put down their tea cups as well.

"I think so too."

"Same."

Yi Ge immediately smiled and said, "From twelve peaks, nine peaks agreed. Elders of the Precept Hall, please also announce the new rules immediately."

The eleventh-place peak master, Yuan Rong, and the beautiful peak master of the twelfth-place peak, who has a watery voice, could not help but frown.

Yuan Rong followed suit by saying, "I think it's fine this time."

"Is this competition a child's play? Why is it fine?" Before he finished speaking, someone from the other nine peaks refuted.

But as soon as that person finished speaking, he heard Elder Zhang snort coldly, "It really doesn't matter. How can a competition use magic weapons? I think all sword cultivators should also use their bare hands."

The face of the peak masters changed.

'This old man!'

"How is this the same as flying swords?"

Elder Zhang sneered, "Oh, your flying sword was not made by a craftsman? Could it be that you gave birth to it?"

"Or are you dissatisfied with refiners? Well, let all disciples not able to use anything refined during the fight."

Elder Zhang quickly raised his voice by eighty percent, resounding throughout the audience.

"You stand up and shout louder. You forbid all Nanxun disciples to use magic tools in the competition and forbid all Nanxun disciples to use any refined magic weapons against the enemy. After today, I'll see if your sixth-grade natal magic weapon won't get turned into ashes at the hands of angry refiners!"

The peak masters of the top nine peaks, who just stood up and shouted their opinion, sat down on the spot.

Their faces are twitching.

They dared not.

They can't live without magic weapons!

After they reach Nascent Soul, each of them has their own destiny, magic weapons, and avenue of cultivation.

Any craftsman who can refine a magic weapon of rank five and above are people that Nascent Souls would not dare to provoke lightly.

Otherwise, their future will be worrying.

"She is only at the Qi Refining stage, but she can refine a second-grade spirit tool. I am afraid there is at least a fifth-grade refiner guiding behind her," Yuan Rong nodded with a smile. "Everyone, don't embarrass a junior."

Everyone's face changed.

While they were arguing, the elders in red robes had long since placed restrictions, preventing the onlookers from hearing their conversations. Otherwise, no matter who loses or who wins, all Nascent Souls in the Nanxun sect would lose face.

At this moment, Elder Hong finally stood up.

"There is no such thing as changing rules at the last minute. We didn't announce this rule before the fight - therefore, all the peaks can use magic weapons. They can also refine them on the spot, so this matter can't be discussed again. If you still want to propose this in the second challenge, then the Precept Hall will consider it."

The peak masters were speechless, and Yi Ge closed his eyes.

Later... and they never mention it again.

They have to think about their own interest!

Yi Ge stroked his beard, suppressed his anger, and chuckled, "It's me who didn't think about it carefully. A mere second-grade magic weapon is not enough to affect the situation."

Controlling magic weapons requires cultivators to inject spiritual energy all the time.

In the final analysis, they are limited by spiritual power.

The other peak masters also looked soothed. "If they can't take the pill, this magic weapon is not something they can hold on to."

Elder Zhang snorted but was also worried and stared at Bitao Mountain.

During their discussion, disciples from each peak continued to fall.

Not long after, the ninth-place peak master smiled and pointed to the pale yellow handkerchief, which speed was slowing down and gradually stagnating halfway through Bitao Mountain.

"They can't hold on. It's faster than we thought."

After he finished speaking, the pale yellow handkerchief suddenly fell, and he laughed.

However, in an instant, the handkerchief slammed into the mountains of rocks, stopping its falling trend.

The ninth-place peak master: ...

At this moment, the entire pale yellow handkerchief is rounded up like a ball. Only one corner almost hangs down, swaying with the wind, but the parts close to Bitao Mountain were firmly fixed on the mountains, making the handkerchief looked like a small flower blooming on the mountain wall.

It seems as if it was supposed to be there.

'Is the aura consumed too fast against spirit wind?'

'It will not fly up, so will it fall?'

'Sorry.'

'It will not fall.'

Su Yu raised her head.

'My flying handkerchief has double insurance!'

"Save your spiritual power. Senior and junior brothers, stabilize this second-grade flying pastry... no, handkerchief. Junior sisters, listen to my command. Send out the chicken feet... no, the flying claws!"

Soon a dozen four-clawed silver lights flew out from the goose-yellow flying handkerchief. Some were second-grade, some were third-grade, and some were only first-grade. However, all of them were instantly grabbing the rocks of Bitao Mountain.

They could see the goose-yellow handkerchief curled up in a roll from a distance. It hung vertically on the mountain like a sausage, but two rows of claws stretched out on its left and right. It looks like a daring and wicked caterpillar crawling quickly on the mountain wall!

When one claw is released, another claw is inserted. One by one, they took big steps forward!

'Stable.'

'Firm.'

'Walk with style. Walk with speed.'

Su Yu stood at the front of the handkerchief roll, looking back at Hang Wan'er and several girls standing in two rows. She smiled and nodded.

They are all good girls. Master Su's dishes are not in vain.

The wind is so strong that they can't fly up?

Then rock climbing!

Bitao Mountain is not an iron wall.

As long as you work together and your steps are not chaotic, the consumption of spiritual aura when rock climbing is actually less. Not only that, but the deceleration affected by the wind is also much smaller than other peaks.

Su Yu stood with her hands behind her back and was extremely satisfied.

She knew that there was nothing that Master Su couldn't solve with a dish.

She knows that as long as her kitchen is united, there is no dish that cannot be cooked!

"Rush forward!"

She raised her face and stared at the top of the mountain.

Master Su knows that the time to enhance the cohesion of her kitchen has come again.

"Let me see if this mountain is higher or if our connected spirit of thirty-nine people is higher!"

"It's us who are higher! It's Second Sister who is higher!"2

...

In front of the mountain, the rest of the disciples who were still insisting on flying were swaying.

Even Chen Shuxin, who was at the top of the Golden Core and had a strong cultivation base. He wielded his flying sword and flew forward in one breath. He had already flown to the last ten feet from the top of the mountain, but he was under the double pressure of the vortex of spiritual energy and the turbulent wind. His body suddenly froze, and the spirit wind mercilessly knocked him down.

His golden core energy burst out in a flash, and only then did he barely manages to hold his sword steady.

But he was still like an autumn leaf in the sky, unable to control itself.

Three feet forward and two feet backward.

Repeatedly, slowly and with great effort, his sword rises.

The elders in the peak master seat and the disciple onlookers can feel his difficulties. The rest of the disciples were not much better.

However, within their line of sight, the group of people inside a goose-yellow handkerchief moved extremely fast. One claw stretched out and grabbed the mountain wall, and the other claw retracted and moved away. They are steadily reaching the peak of Bitao Mountain step by step.

'Are they the eighth-place peak and ninth-place peak's disciples?'

They surpassed the top three peaks' Golden Core disciples.

Then passed the first-place peak's Golden Core disciples.

Then passed Chen Shuxin, the chief of the second-place peak, who was in the number one position!

"One, two, one, two, one, two..."

This chanting resounds throughout Bitao Mountain.

"We are higher than Bitao Mountain!"

Everyone was shocked.

Even the Precept Hall's red-robed elders in the first row of the viewing platform were shocked.




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