31: Chapter 31 Lu Ya

Facing Lu Ya's overbearing nature and threats, Su Chengyuan slowly straightened his back and turned around.

Beneath his Bamboo Hat, his face showed no expression as he said indifferently, "In all things, there is an order of arrival, isn't there?"

"Order of arrival?" Lu Ya let out a sneer, as if he had heard the world's greatest joke. "In this Meteorite Ravine, strength is the rule. I am stronger than you, so this item is mine. Do you understand this logic?"

His Aura erupted as a pressure far exceeding that of an ordinary Peak Tenth Layer Qi Refining Cultivator crushed toward Su Chengyuan.

An ordinary Cultivator facing this pressure would likely be unable to even stand firmly.

Yet Su Chengyuan stood as if rooted to the spot, his figure not moving an inch.

His cultivation had been raised using top-grade qi gathering pills, giving him a profound Foundation that was not at all inferior to these Sect Disciples.

"It seems you don't understand human speech." Lu Ya's patience ran out, and a flash of killing intent appeared in his eyes.

The longsword in his hand left its scabbard, and with a flick of sword light, it transformed into seven sharp sword flowers, striking at seven vital points across Su Chengyuan's body.

The Qingxuan Sect's secret sword technique—Seven Star Phantom Slaying Sword!

A glint flashed in Su Chengyuan's eyes. Instead of retreating, he advanced, taking a step forward.

"Clang!"

The water-severing sword left its scabbard, its ring clear and resonant.

He didn't perform any fancy sword techniques, just a simple, straightforward thrust.

This thrust was fast, accurate, and ruthless!

All his strength and Spiritual Qi were concentrated on the tip of the three-foot blade.

"Ding ding ding ding..."

A rapid series of metallic clangs rang out.

Lu Ya's seemingly profound seven sword flowers were actually all broken by Su Chengyuan's plain and simple strike!

"Huh?" A trace of surprise flashed in Lu Ya's eyes.

He hadn't expected this unremarkable Loose Cultivator to possess such strength.

"Interesting." He cast aside his contempt and guided his longsword. The surrounding Spiritual Qi was stirred, transforming into a several-zhang-long green Sword Aura that slashed down with the power to split mountains and shatter rocks!

Su Chengyuan's expression turned solemn. The power of this strike no longer seemed like the Qi Refinement Stage; it was likely infinitely close to the Early Foundation Establishment Stage.

He didn't dare to take it head-on.

Pushing his Wind Riding Steps to the limit, his figure instantly became elusive, narrowly avoiding that overbearing strike.

"Boom!"

The Sword Aura struck the ground, leaving behind a bottomless trench.

Having missed his strike, Lu Ya's assault continued relentlessly. One powerful Sword Aura after another chased after Su Chengyuan's figure, turning the entire valley into a mess.

Like a small boat in a storm, Su Chengyuan dodged and shifted continuously, appearing somewhat disheveled.

But each of his dodges was perfectly timed, always narrowly avoiding the Sword Aura at the very last moment before it hit him.

His expression remained calm throughout.

He was waiting, waiting for an opportunity.

"Can you only hide? Loose Cultivators really are trash that can't be presented in public!" Seeing his attacks fail to land, Lu Ya's words were full of mockery, and his assault became even more violent.

Su Chengyuan still said nothing, his movement only becoming faster and more elusive.

Finally, as Lu Ya unleashed his seventeenth consecutive strike and his breath hitched slightly!

The opportunity had come!

Having been passively dodging all along, Su Chengyuan's figure suddenly paused. Instead of avoiding, he charged forward against the incoming Sword Aura!

"Seeking death!" Seeing this, a cruel sneer appeared on Lu Ya's face.

Just as the Sword Aura was about to hit him, Su Chengyuan abruptly raised his left hand.

black tortoise shield!

"Hum!"

A thick phantom of a tortoise shell instantly formed.

"Boom!"

The Sword Aura slammed heavily into the tortoise shell. The black tortoise shield let out a mournful cry, its light flickering wildly as a crack actually appeared.

Su Chengyuan was shaken by the massive force, a sweetness rising in his throat as a mouthful of blood surged up.

But he forcefully swallowed the blood back down.

At the same time, using the impact's momentum, he advanced instead of retreating. His speed soared to the limit, instantly closing the distance between him and Lu Ya!

His right hand, which had been hidden and unreleased, clenched its fingers together as golden light flared brilliantly!

A golden Finger Glow, more condensed and radiant than any before, pierced straight toward Lu Ya's heart with a determination to puncture everything!

A full-power strike of the Sharp Gold Finger!

This was his true killing move!

All the previous weakness and dodging were for this earth-shattering strike!

The distance between the two was too close!

Lu Ya's pupils constricted. He never expected the opponent would dare to use the method of tanking a sword strike to create an opportunity for close-quarters combat!

He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

In his haste, he could only hold his longsword horizontally across his chest.

"Clang!"

A massive explosion!

The Sharp Gold Finger accurately struck the sword's blade.

That Medium Grade Magical Artifact longsword was actually shattered inch by inch by this finger strike!

Lu Ya himself was hit as if by a heavy hammer, slamming hard against the mountain wall and coughing up a large mouthful of blood.

"You..." He pointed at Su Chengyuan, his eyes filled with disbelief.

Su Chengyuan didn't give him any chance to catch his breath, his shadow following closely as he closed in.

He brought his hands together, and dozens of ice thorns shimmering with cold light appeared out of thin air, covering the fallen Lu Ya from all directions!

Profound Ice Thorns!

"Stop!"

Just then, several powerful Auras came from outside the valley. Several Disciples also wearing Qingxuan Sect robes shouted urgently.

They were Lu Ya's fellow Disciples, drawn here by the sounds of fighting.

Su Chengyuan turned a deaf ear to their shouts, his eyes revealing blatant killing intent.

Since he had made a move, he must never leave any future troubles behind!

The rain of ice thorns instantly submerged Lu Ya.

Just as the thousands of ice thorns were about to pierce Lu Ya's body, a burst of blinding golden light erupted from his chest!

An ancient Jade Talisman shattered on its own inside his clothes, transforming into a thick and solid Golden Bell Phantom that strictly protected his entire body within.

"Dong—!"

The ice thorns hit the Golden Bell Phantom like rain, but instead of the sound of piercing flesh, there was a deafening roar of metal on metal.

The bone-chilling cold air and the scorching golden light clashed violently, erupting into a large cloud of white mist that shrouded everything.

When the white mist slightly cleared, that Golden Bell Phantom still floated in the air. Although its light was a bit dimmer than before, the bell's body was thick and solid, completely intact.

Beneath the bell phantom, Lu Ya's face was pale, and blood leaked from the corners of his mouth.

He slumped on the ground, his entire skeleton seemingly shaken apart by the counter-shock force, leaving him momentarily unable to move.

He stared fixedly at the Loose Cultivator not far away, his eyes no longer holding any of his previous arrogance or contempt, only deep shock and humiliation.

Su Chengyuan's pupils shrank, and he thought to himself, "What a pity."

He knew well that as a Personal Disciple of a Golden Core True Person, it wasn't strange for the opponent to have life-saving items. Having missed the strike, there was no longer an opportunity to pull up the roots and eliminate the problem!

He didn't hesitate for a moment. Before those Qingxuan Sect Disciples could react, his figure blurred, and he lightning-fast plucked the purple monkey flower by its roots and stored it in his Storage Pouch.

Then, without even looking at the unconscious Lu Ya or the charging Qingxuan Sect Disciples, he ran like the wind toward another direction of the valley.

"Chase him! Kill him for me!"

Those Qingxuan Sect Disciples finally reacted, their eyes bloodshot with rage as they chased after him frantically.

Su Chengyuan weaved rapidly through the mountain forest, with several sword lights following closely behind.

He glanced back; five people were chasing him, all with cultivations at the Eighth Layer of Qi Refining or above.