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398: Chapter 398 Shameless

A long blade, entirely deep blue, radiated cold air from its body. Intricate ice patterns were engraved on the back of the blade, and frost faintly condensed at the tip.

As soon as this blade appeared, the surrounding temperature plummeted!

"This blade is named 'Frost Slash.' It is something I spent a thousand years of painstaking effort to refine, using ten-thousand-year cold iron mixed with the beast core of an ice flood dragon!"

Elder Zhou gently stroked the blade, his eyes filled with smugness.

"Not to mention a little girl like you at the fourth layer of the Void Refinement Stage, even someone at the eighth layer would not dare to take this head-on!"

He glanced sideways at the disheveled Elder Wan in the distance and snorted coldly:

"Unlike certain trash who don't even have a decent Magic Treasure."

Elder Wan lay on the ground, trembling with rage, but he couldn't say a single word.

Elder Zhou raised the Frost Slash. The deep blue light of the blade shone brightly, and the Dao of Ice surged madly—

"Let me show you what a true Low Grade Dao Artifact is!"

He swung the blade!

The ice-blue blade light tore through the void. Wherever it passed, the air froze into frost, and the ground was covered with a thin layer of ice! Within that blade light, a phantom of an ice flood dragon was faintly visible, baring its fangs and brandishing its claws as it pounced toward Qin Zhaoxue.

Qin Zhaoxue flicked her sleeves.

That ice-blue blade light struck into the Dan Qi and likewise vanished without a trace.

Elder Zhou's smile stiffened.

"This... how can this be?!"

Refusing to believe it, he channeled all his spiritual power and swung the blade again! Three consecutive strikes, each stronger than the last!

The three strikes were launched simultaneously, weaving the three ice-blue blade lights into a giant ice net that descended to envelop Qin Zhaoxue.

Qin Zhaoxue lightly raised her jade hand, and a Magic Treasure flew out from her sleeve.

li huo cauldron!

The small crimson cauldron expanded in the wind. Its body was engraved with flame patterns, and its mouth spewed monstrous flames that swept back toward Elder Zhou. Those three ice-blue blade lights melted instantly, like snow meeting the sun.

Qin Zhaoxue smiled slightly and teased:

"Elder Zhou, is that all?"

Elder Zhou's pupils contracted sharply: "You—!"

His own Dao of Frost, which he was so proud of at the Minor Achievement level, was actually inferior to the opponent's Dao of Fire?!

Before Elder Zhou could speak, the flames of the li huo cauldron arrived!

Elder Zhou hurriedly swung his blade to defend, only to find that the flames were spreading up the blade, instantly engulfing the Frost Slash.

"No—!"

He was shocked and furious, desperately channeling his spiritual power to try to extinguish the flames, but the fire burned brighter and brighter, and the blade let out a wail of unbearable stress—

"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, a crack appeared on the body of the Frost Slash!

Elder Zhou was struck as if by lightning, frozen on the spot.

"My... my Frost Slash... my Low Grade Dao Artifact!"

With a few more "crack" sounds, the cracks spread rapidly, covering the entire blade. The next second—

"Bang!"

The Frost Slash exploded with a boom, turning into countless fragments that scattered all over the ground.

Elder Zhou clutched the hilt, looking at the fragments all over the floor, his whole body trembling.

"A thousand years... I refined it for a thousand years..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief, "My Frost Slash... my... my..."

Qin Zhaoxue waved her elegant hand, and two more Magic Treasures appeared before her.

ice soul mysterious mirror! The mirror surface flashed with cold light, the frame was engraved with ancient cloud patterns, and the back of the mirror was inlaid with seven ice-blue Spirit Stones.

Seven-Star Mountain-Suppressing Tower! The seven-story pagoda hung above her head. The tower body was dark cyan, with different runes engraved on each level, and a pearl at the top radiated a warm, gentle light. The tower cast down rays of mysterious light.

All three Magic Treasures had an aura that far exceeded Elder Zhou's Frost Slash.

The surrounding spectating Disciples were in an uproar.

"How does she have so many Magic Treasures!"

"And it seems every single one is a High Grade Dao Artifact!"

"This... how is this possible?! How could she have so many High Grade Dao Artifacts! Even a Tribulation Transcendence Heavenly Venerable wouldn't have this many, right?"

"That's right! For an Elder at the Void Refinement Stage in the Holy Land, having one Low Grade Dao Artifact is already very impressive!"

Qin Zhaoxue withdrew the li huo cauldron and said indifferently: "Do you want me to compensate you with one?"

"You spent a thousand years refining such a thing? With your Artifact Refining skills, I'm afraid you can't even compare to the Utility Disciple of my Moonshadow Sect's Artifact Pavilion."

In fact, the Moonshadow Sect did not have any Utility Disciples; this was just to belittle him.

Elder Zhou looked up, staring at these three High Grade Dao Artifacts, his eyes filled with shock and greed. When his gaze fell on Qin Zhaoxue, it was filled with venom: "You—!"

"You what, you."

Qin Zhaoxue interrupted him, "Things inferior to a Utility Disciple's."

Elder Zhou, dizzy with rage, roared and flipped his hand to take out that crimson long sword. At this moment, the sword body was surrounded by flames, emitting a scorching pressure.

"I still have this!"

He frantically channeled his spiritual power, and the crimson long sword turned into a rainbow of flames, slashing rapidly toward Qin Zhaoxue!

Qin Zhaoxue flicked her sleeves gently once more.

The ice soul mysterious mirror turned, and an ice-blue beam of light arrived first despite being launched later, instantly freezing the flames and spreading to the long sword.

"Crack—"

Countless cracks appeared on the body of the crimson long sword, and the next second, it exploded with a boom, turning into fragments filling the sky!

Elder Zhou clutched the fragments, his legs went weak, and he knelt on the ground.

"My... my Crimson Flame Sword... is also broken..."

He held the two piles of fragments, tears streaming down his old face, crying like a child.

Qin Zhaoxue shook her head, raised her elegant hand lightly, and a strand of Dan Qi transformed into a ribbon of energy, striking Elder Zhou heavily in the chest.

"Pfft—"

Elder Zhou spat out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, fell ten zhang away, and passed out.

Among the Holy Land Disciples in the square, some began to whisper.

"This... this is too strong..."

"Fighting the eighth layer of the Void Refinement Stage at the fourth layer, and she actually won?"

"And won so easily..."

"I originally thought the Moonshadow Sect was just all talk..."

"Now it seems they really have the strength..."

In the area where the Moonshadow Sect Disciples were located, there was a chorus of female voices.

Ruan Xi heard these words and immediately lifted her chin, saying loudly: "Of course! We, the Disciples of the Moonshadow Sect, are invincible at the same level!"

Ruan Qing pulled her back and whispered: "Second Sister, don't be too ostentatious."

Ruan Xi stuck out her tongue but couldn't help muttering softly: "It's true though..."

The gazes of some Disciples shifted from their initial contempt to disbelief, and even carried a hint of awe.

Zhang Chengyue sensed that the wind was blowing in the wrong direction and hurriedly said loudly: "So what if they are strong? With such powerful strength, they must have sinister intentions! Otherwise, why would they come to Baiyan Prefecture?!"

Hearing him say this, some Disciples hesitated again, their gazes becoming complex.

But more people had already begun to look at the Moonshadow Sect group with brand-new eyes.

High above the hall, they had already emerged from inside the hall while Chi Wanhe and Wan Changqing were fighting.

Opposite Ling Hao, the faces of the Ji Faction members were livid.

Two Elders in a row were easily defeated, and Ji Wujiu could not save face.

If this continued, the Ji Family would lose all their face!

"Enough!"

Ji Wujiu roared, his figure flashed, and he arrived high in the sky. His gray robes billowed, and the aura around him was like an abyss or a vast sea—the third layer of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage! He was simply not in the same Realm as Chi Wanhe and the others!

"Bullying the small with the big?"

Shi Qingxuan stood up abruptly, "Ji Wujiu, you are at the Tribulation Transcendence Stage attacking those at the Void Refinement Stage; do you have no shame?"

Ji Wujiu sneered, his eyes full of contempt: "Sect Master, those words are wrong. I can suppress my cultivation to the same Realm as them. Since they are Prodigies, they shouldn't care about this slight difference."

"Shameless!"

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