50: Chapter 50 Victory!

"As expected of a personal disciple of the Tianxuan Sword Sect."

After you took your seat, Liu Qingshan no longer looked at you with a cold gaze, but instead had a look of full appreciation as he had a disciple serve a cup of tea.

"Senior Liu seems to have a lot of confidence in her?"

You picked up the tea cup, took a polite sip, and said pointedly.

"Naturally."

With his cultivation, he could naturally see through all your actions completely, but he didn't care. If Liu Qingyue were defeated so easily, the Qixia Sect might as well disband right here and now.

"Then let us wait and see."

Although you were not clear why Lin Bufan in that simulation wasted three years before returning to the sect, judging from the attitude of the Qixia Sect today, it most likely had nothing to do with them.

However, no matter what, a Child of Destiny would never be defeated in a fight at the same realm!

Seeing you looking so confident, Liu Qingshan furrowed his brow slightly, a bad premonition rising in his heart.

"Boom!"

A muffled roar resounded across the entire plaza, and dust instantly filled the air.

"Clang!"

Then, a crisp impact burst from within the smoke, and a wave of air violently swept through the surroundings. Amidst the churning dust and smoke, the situation in the arena suddenly became clear.

The girl in green blocked horizontally with her sword as blue light splashed, actually cutting off Lin Bufan's attack abruptly!

The two locked in a stalemate for a split second before the blue bricks beneath their feet shattered, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly.

The two were of similar age, both twenty-eight or twenty-nine, and their cultivation levels were also comparable—one at the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, and the other at the eighth layer of Qi Condensation.

In fact, even with Lin Bufan's bizarre cultivation speed, when he came to the Qixia Sect last time, he was only at the seventh layer of Qi Condensation. This time, it was naturally because he was assisted by a kind fairy at the peak of Qi Condensation.

The formidable aura caused the pupils of Liu Qingyue, whose expression had previously calmed down, to suddenly constrict as she exclaimed in shock:

"How is that possible!"

Over the past ten years, although she had no longer actively paid attention to Lin Bufan, there were always nosy people within the sect willing to deliver intelligence.

As far as she knew, it was only seven years ago that the other party left Luofeng City to participate in the spiritual root test of the Tianxuan Sword Sect.

Seven years! From a mortal to the eighth layer of Qi Condensation...

Could a Heavenly Spiritual Root achieve this?

Liu Qingyue was not sure. Looking at the man before her who should have been her husband, a trace of faint regret surfaced in the depths of the woman's eyes for the first time.

"There is nothing impossible!"

Lin Bufan grinned. As their figures drew closer, he suddenly released one arm and ruthlessly punched toward the woman's pretty face.

"Hiss~"

The onlookers were all dumbfounded; this brat was truly a ruthless person!

Many people's gazes fell upon the woman in white on the high platform, and the words that had just reached their lips were abruptly swallowed back down.

Liu Qingyue snapped out of her brief astonishment and her figure flickered, wanting to break away from the grappling situation.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~"

Before she could retreat, several thick vines burst out of the ground, instantly cutting off all her paths of retreat.

"Great Accomplishment Vine Binding Technique!"

"Hmph!"

Being put on the defensive time and time again, Liu Qingyue was thoroughly enraged.

"Go!"

A large scarlet umbrella suddenly appeared, runes circulating across its surface, glowing brilliantly in the sunlight like molten lava.

Seeing this scene, the fingertips with which you were tapping the armrest paused slightly.

A spiritual tool!

You glanced at Liu Qingshan, who looked as calm as usual not far away, and inwardly cursed him as an old fox, no wonder he was so composed.

For Qi Condensation cultivators, spiritual tools were indeed very difficult to control and consumed a massive amount of energy.

But relatively speaking, the power of a spiritual tool was not something ordinary Qi Condensation cultivators could take head-on.

"Boom!"

After the red umbrella appeared, the temperature above the plaza seemed to have risen by a few degrees, and a scorching wave of air slowly rippled outward like ripples on a lake.

Those thick vines all turned to ashes after approaching within ten feet of Liu Qingyue.

Liu Qingyue raised her hand and gently gripped the umbrella handle, a bit more confidence appearing in her gaze toward Lin Bufan.

"Surrender, I cannot properly control the power of the Flame Luo Umbrella."

Duels between Qi Condensation cultivators were actually extremely monotonous.

To break through to Foundation Establishment, one had to reach the peak of Qi Condensation before the age of sixty.

In the short span of a few decades, raising one's cultivation was already extremely difficult. Those who occasionally mastered one or two true arts only grasped the surface, which was not as practical as magic tools.

But in every world, there were a kind of people who, with the least amount of time and the least amount of effort, could accomplish things that ordinary people found difficult to reach in a lifetime.

Such people were called heaven's chosen ones.

Hearing this, Lin Bufan stood in place, lowering his gaze without a word.

Liu Qingyue furrowed her brow slightly and was just about to continue speaking when a warning rang in her ears.

"Be careful."

"Bang!"

A flame barrier suddenly rose, and a massive black sword fiercely smashed down from behind, sparks exploding like fireworks.

This brat.

Looking at the figure in black slowly dissipating on the plaza, a hint of appreciation rose in your eyes.

You knew the difficulty of Mirror Image Water Moon all too well; even with the personal guidance of Ring Old Man, it took you a very long time to step into the minor accomplishment stage.

From this trick alone, it could be seen that Lin Bufan's proficiency was not low.

Having failed to strike, Lin Bufan's figure slowly dissipated once more. The black shadow moved across the plaza like a phantom, yet it happened to stay just outside the range of Liu Qingyue's divine sense.

"Hoo~"

Liu Qingyue slowly exhaled a breath. After calming her state of mind, the spiritual power within her surged out entirely, and immediately her red lips parted slightly:

"Flame Luo Heaven."

The next moment, scarlet runes shot out violently from the umbrella surface, soaring into the air like fire snakes and instantly interweaving into a giant net that blotted out the sky.

"Lin Bufan, it is still not too late to surrender now."

Looking at the arrogant girl in green beneath the fire net, Lin Bufan suddenly felt it was quite laughable. A term suddenly came to his mind—a frog at the bottom of a well.

This time, he didn't even have the interest to reply.

As for attacks of this level before him...

He suddenly stopped in his tracks, his pupils flushing red. The giant sword in his hand hummed and vibrated, and the spiritual power within his body surged frantically.

Liu Qingyue's gaze congealed, and with a wave of her hand, the scarlet giant net plummeted rapidly like a falling meteor shower.

"Secret Art: Vein-Burning Blood Slash!"

Lin Bufan let out a low cry, and the blood-colored sword light tore through the air, bringing with it waves of humming. Yet it arrived first despite starting last, instantly ripping through the fire net.

The sword light did not pause in the slightest, heading straight for the center of the green-robed woman's brows, so fast that the crowd didn't even have time to exclaim in shock.

"Enough!"

Above the high platform, an oppressive aura like a collapsing mountain descended with a crash.

The next instant, that extremely ferocious sword light shattered inch by inch like glazed glass, without making the slightest sound, before turning into a wisp of blue smoke that slowly dissipated.

The plaza fell into dead silence.

A Golden Core Ancestor was truly terrifying!