Born with immortal seed

Chapter 133 I actually almost lost to him?

"There was some merit to the elders' initial disagreement with choosing Jade Moon Lake as the target for land reclamation... Waterborne warfare presents too many inconveniences for cultivators!"

Bai Zichen watched helplessly as a group of cultivators were breached from their formation by a barrage of water arrows spewed by an iron crocodile, which then slaughtered them indiscriminately.

But the clam spirit in front of him had amazing defense; even his sword light couldn't break through its shell for a while.

The two clam shells clamped together, creating a tremendous suction force that made the sword light sway and almost cause it to lose control.

Bai Zichen was entangled by the clam and thus failed to save the group of cultivators.

"Damn it, the spiritual energy fluctuations of this low-grade second-tier demon are more troublesome than those of a mid-grade second-tier demon beast... How come there are so many strange and bizarre demon beasts and monsters in the waters!"

Bai Zichen complained that conquering Feiyue Lake was indeed much more difficult than conquering Qingniu Valley.

At least in Green Ox Valley, there are only the same group of demonic beasts, which is simple and straightforward, making them much easier to deal with.

After dozens of rounds of swordplay, the two sides of the clam shell were finally worn down, their spiritual light dimmed, and the suction force became barely perceptible. With a single strike, the clam was split in two.

Seeing a glittering object below, the sword swept up and landed in the palm of the hand.

A grape-sized, perfectly round pearl, when held in the hand, exudes a warm and comforting sensation.

Bai Zichen carefully put away the pearl and glanced at the direction where the iron crocodile had ravaged the area. Two Foundation Establishment cultivators had already arrived.

Unfortunately, that group of cultivators had suffered heavy casualties, and less than half of them were still able to move.

"The five-colored light armor that Ancestor Ge Cang just activated was the Five-Crystal Glazed Body? It can actually directly fight against a third-tier demon king. I wonder when I will be able to cultivate to the third level..."

Bai Zichen was deeply impressed by the figure of Ge Cang Zhenren, who threw a punch at the dragon in a place where the space was divided into layers and the array flags were obscured.

To reach the cultivation level of a Core Formation cultivator is not something that can be achieved in a short period of time.

That is not entirely impossible on a quintessential crystal body.

The higher the level of this body-refining technique, the more obvious his advantage in cultivation speed will be.

By this point in the war, the battle lines of the pioneering army had become increasingly long and dispersed.

This is due to the topography of Jade Moon Lake, where waterways intersect and several rivers branch off, requiring the pursuit of the monsters to be carried out in smaller, more scattered ways.

Fortunately, the Qingfeng Sect had a deep foundation and made thorough preparations. All their battle formations, talismans, and magical artifacts were designed to counter water-type monsters; otherwise, the casualties would have been much heavier.

Countless flashes of light, collisions of magical artifacts, and the sky was almost turned red by various fire-type talismans.

The entire Jade Moon Lake is like a giant cauldron being placed on a fire, with the lake water constantly heating up.

The Wind Chaser overhead suddenly changed direction, aiming at a certain spot. Lightning converged, and three Nine Heavens Thunder Cannons fired simultaneously.

"There's a troublesome monster over there!"

The purpose of the three Wind Shuttles and the five-colored ships is not to kill a certain number of monsters, but to have a commanding view of the entire situation.

If a situation becomes difficult, provide remote support using war artifacts.

At the same time, it is also sending a signal to guide cultivators with spare capacity, such as Bai Zichen, to the rescue.

"They're from the Bai family!"

Bai Zichen flew across the small island in the middle of the lake on his sword and arrived at the other side of Feiyue Lake. He immediately spotted several familiar figures below.

……

Bai Xianzong's five golden rings attacked the iron turtle repeatedly, but only sparks flew, and no real damage was caused.

The Paper Crane Taoist took out a pile of talismans, blew on them gently, and they transformed into a flock of flying cranes that stabbed fiercely at the iron tortoise.

Not only did it fail to cause any damage, the iron tortoise swayed its body, and two flying cranes were knocked down, like bubbles being popped, turning back into talismans.

The Paper Crane Taoist's face turned pale and then red. His proud talisman technique had become a joke in front of the second-tier low-grade iron tortoise.

In fact, the art of transforming talismans into physical forms does have its merits.

Although these flying cranes are physically weak, their destructive power is close to that of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining.

If it were an ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivator, encountering more than ten of them at once would inevitably cause them to be flustered for a moment.

Unfortunately, it became nothing more than an ornament in front of the unbreakable second-tier Iron Turtle.

"Fellow Daoist Bai, what should we do..."

The Paper Crane Taoist's voice trembled, and he was already showing signs of backing down.

"Hold on, reinforcements will be here soon!"

Bai Xianzong rallied the troops, with hundreds of family cultivators behind him, including members of his own Mozhu Bai clan, the Xiangzhu Chen clan, and the Hongye Fang clan...

If he retreats, these cultivators will only face certain death.

Moreover, the Qingfeng Sect punishes deserters severely, and their families may even be implicated in the post-battle reckoning.

Even if Bai Xianzong were to die in battle, he would never abandon his troops and flee.

"These are two iron turtles. How can the two of us possibly withstand them?"

There were two iron turtles in front of me, one large and one small. They looked like they were crawling slowly, but in reality, they climbed very fast with all four limbs.

Several fire snakes condensed in the battle formation, burning the iron tortoise's head or limbs. The tortoise either endured the flames or extinguished them with a water ball.

Aside from slowing down the iron turtle's advance, it did not cause any damage whatsoever.

The Paper Crane Taoist's eyes darted around, but he didn't care much about the few descendants in the battle formation behind him.

Even if I die, I won't be too sad.

boom! boom! boom!
Three bolts of lightning, each as thick as a bowl, struck down. Before the sound even arrived, the lightning had already struck, blasting the smaller iron turtle directly into the ground.

A moment later, the iron tortoise staggered out of the deep pit again.

Aside from charring its left hind leg and leaving it drooping on the ground, causing it to walk with a limp, the Nine Heavens Thunder Cannon did not cause any further damage.

"Golden Scale Heavenly Dragon Slash, cut through!"

Bai Xianzong bit his tongue and summoned this superior spiritual artifact obtained from the Qingfeng Sect. Flowing golden scales were strung together to form the shape of a half-dragon.

The dragon's head served as the knife, and its tail as the hilt, which Bai Xianzong held in his hand.

Stimulated by the essence of blood, the dragon form condensed twice more and slashed down fiercely, delivering a full-force attack on the slightly injured iron tortoise.

A sharp clanging sound rang out as the dragon's head and the tortoise shell locked in a stalemate, pinning the iron tortoise to the spot and emitting painful howls.

"Friend, you are truly capable. I will lend you my assistance and lure away the other iron turtle!"

Seeing this astonishing strike, the Paper Crane Taoist regained some confidence. He took out a jade flute and played a tune. A piercing sound wave entered the ears of another iron turtle, causing it to spin around in place.

Bai Xianzong secretly groaned, for the Golden Scale Heavenly Dragon Slash was stuck on the iron tortoise's shell, unable to advance or retreat.

The accumulated sword energy gradually weakened, and it ultimately failed to withstand the iron tortoise's counterattack. A dark, spiritual light flashed across the tortoise shell, and the dragon shape disintegrated, splitting into countless golden scales, returning to Bai Xianzong's hand like a caged bird returning to its forest.

puff!
Bai Xianzong's internal magical power surged, causing him to suffer some hidden injuries. Just as he was about to muster his magical power to activate the spiritual artifact with his essence blood once again...

call out!
A bright sword light filled the sky and earth, occupying Bai Xianzong's entire field of vision and pinning the iron tortoise to the ground.

There is a finger-sized piercing hole in the center of the tortoise shell, without any signs of outward cracking, and the center of the hole is smooth.

"You all step back, leave this to me!"

Bai Zichen's clear voice rang out, and the sword light surged, extinguishing the life force of the smaller iron turtle.

"Chen-ge'er, be careful..."

Bai Xianzong was overjoyed, but before he could even offer a warning, he was astonished to find that Bai Zichen had already killed the iron tortoise with a single sword strike.

At the same time, the other iron turtle was also enveloped by the sword light.

With just a few sword strikes, the seemingly impenetrable, gray tortoise shell, which appeared as solid as a copper wall and iron barrier, began to crumble precariously.

"It's a pity I can't use the Sword Qi Thunder Sound technique, otherwise I could have finished off this kind of ordinary demonic beast in three or five sword strikes..."

That's right. In Bai Zichen's eyes, this kind of iron turtle, which only has defense and no special supernatural abilities, is just an ordinary demon beast and not worth a second glance.

It was nowhere near as troublesome as the previous clam.

However, both Senior Brother Liang Yu and Senior Brother Zhang reminded me not to use Sword Qi Thunder Sound in crowded places, and to try to delay the exposure time.

The impact of a swordsmanship genius is different from that of a peerless swordsmanship genius who has mastered sword energy and thunderous sound in the early stages of Foundation Establishment.

If the Ghost Spirit Sect learns of this, they will simply list Bai Zichen as a key target for observation.

The latter is very likely to be regarded as a must-kill target by the Ghost Spirit Sect, who will send people to ambush and kill him while he is traveling.

A peerless swordsmanship genius who mastered sword qi and thunder sound at an early age, and also has the hope of forming a core. Once Bai Zichen grows up, which foundation-building cultivator of the Ghost Spirit Sect can withstand a single sword strike from him?
Wouldn't that be another mini version of the ancestor Ge Cang?

If Bai Zichen were to form his core, it would be even more troublesome. Even a Core Formation cultivator from the Ghost Spirit Sect might lose their life once they leave the sect.

To nip this possibility in the bud, taking action early, even at a huge cost, is worthwhile.

According to Liang Yu, as long as he can hide for several years, and wait for Bai Zichen to finish his travels and return to his sect to live a secluded life, he can simply cultivate to the late stage of Foundation Establishment in one go.

Even if the Ghost Spirit Sect decides to send a Core Formation cultivator to bully the weak, they wouldn't be able to storm the mountain gate and kill him.

However, Liang Yu said this in a joking tone, and didn't really mean it that way.

From the early stage of Foundation Establishment to the late stage, it took Ancestor Ge Cang, with the Heavenly Spiritual Root, for forty years, while it took Wei Dao, with the Different Spiritual Root, for more than sixty years.

Bai Zichen's revealed aptitude is only three spiritual roots. Even if he has a hidden spiritual body, the sect's higher-ups believe that it will take him between eighty and one hundred years to cultivate to the late Foundation Establishment stage.

Having spent nearly a century holed up in his sect, he's practically turned into a tortoise.

Liang Yu also considered that for a sword cultivator, suppressing their nature and confining them to one place for a long time might affect their progress in swordsmanship.

So I never intended to do that.

As long as Bai Zichen can cultivate steadily to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, he can then go to the secret hall to pick out a treasure left by a Core Formation ancestor, which will basically give him enough power to protect himself.

Even with Bai Zichen deliberately holding back, the Iron Turtle couldn't hold out for long.

Sword Qi Thunder Sound primarily enhances a sword cultivator's sustained combat ability and the feasibility of simultaneously wielding two swords.

If it's a single flying sword, the lethality is reduced, but the difference isn't that significant.

On the twelfth sword strike, Bai Zichen found a spiritual energy node on the dark tortoise shell, finally breaking through the defense and killing the beast.

Behind her, in the battle formation, a female cultivator dressed in plain clothes with skin as white as snow watched the elegant young man kill the two demonic beasts that had baffled hundreds of cultivators, the clan leader, and the senior Paper Crane Daoist with just a few sword strikes. Her red lips were slightly parted and remained closed for a long time.

"He is Bai Zichen... no, the Elder Bai from your family?"

Beside Bai Ling, Chen Xiu, with his rosy lips and white teeth, handsome as a woman, looked lost and asked in an incredulous tone.

Seeing Bai Ling nod, Chen Xiu stared blankly at the sky.

"I actually almost lost to him? I was so close, and I even saw a chance to win?"

Chen Xiu felt a sense of accomplishment, knowing that this would be the most praiseworthy thing in his life.

(End of this chapter)