Cultivating Immortality Starts with Rubbing a Computer

Chapter 33 That’s it

"Okay."

Fang Jun spoke lightly.

Lei Pu didn't look happy at all: "What's okay?"

At this time, the three had parted ways with the monks of the Dahe Sect and were rushing to the competition venue arranged by You Zhimeng.

Fang Jun paused, glanced around, and said, "I say it's okay, let's compete here."

Lei Pu sneered, his eyes full of disdain: "Are you so eager to die? Don't you even have the patience to take a few more steps?"

You Zhimeng's tone was filled with a hint of admonition: "Junior Brother Fang, swords have no eyes. We have set up a formation in the area ahead. Even if something unexpected happens, it will protect you. Why rush?"

Lei Pu said respectfully, "Master, please don't try to dissuade him. He has already sought death. Why should you show him any mercy?"

You Zhimeng frowned slightly: "Lei Pu! I have repeatedly warned you not to be so overbearing and to learn to respect others."

Fang Jun chuckled, his eyes suddenly sharp. "Are you deaf? I said it's fine! I've already read your fortune, and the feng shui here is excellent, perfect for the two of you to be buried."

You Zhimeng's voice suddenly turned cold: "Fang Jun, what do you mean!"

Lei Pu was furious and shouted, "How dare you, a lowly person like you, be so disrespectful to your master!"

Fang Jun laughed heartily. "Your acting is laughably poor. Do you really think I can't see through your calculations? From the very beginning, you were planning to enslave me, right?"

A cold light flashed in You Zhimeng's eyes, and her voice was icy: "Is it the dusk state of mind, or your amazing understanding? That's all, none of this matters. It's a pity that I couldn't do my best. Lei Pu, take action!"

Lei Pu laughed grimly, his tone filled with both respect and sternness: "Master, as you command!"

"Fang Jun, do you really think you were better than me before? I was just holding back temporarily for the sake of my master's plan."

"My true strength is beyond your imagination!"

Before he finished speaking, lightning suddenly erupted around Lei Pu, and a large sword wrapped in lightning appeared out of thin air.

What was different from before was that a brilliant halo surrounded the blade of his sword, instantly pushing his cultivation to the twenty-seventh level of Qi Refining.

"With your status, you will never be able to come into contact with auxiliary magic weapons. Today, I will let you, a lowly person, open your eyes."

Auxiliary magic weapons are similar to ancestral weapons.

However, since the ancestral artifact has lost its owner, it must be stored in a specific environment, such as a spiritual vein, to prevent damage, and it is usually impossible to move away from these storage points.

Auxiliary magic weapons are different. They can completely break away from any support and become a cultivator-like existence, forming a second life magic weapon.

In other words, those magic weapons that did not have Dantian before could only be called magic tools.

Only auxiliary magic weapons that look like those of monks are real magic weapons.

The so-called natal magic weapon is nothing more than a shortcut to transform an ordinary magic tool into a magic weapon by using the cultivator's own spirit and energy.

However, the cost of real magic weapons is extremely expensive.

Not only that, its casting technique is also a monopoly, and only cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage can obtain it.

Even if ordinary monks have accumulated wealth with great difficulty, they cannot possess it.

According to the data, even though Lei Pu was practicing the ultimate mortal-level martial arts, his mana output at this moment had reached 40.5 strands, which was 160% of the 25 strands that Fang Jun had shown before!
Combined with the fighting skills Fang Jun had demonstrated before.

Theoretically speaking, he is no match for Lei Pu.

Even if Fang Jun had previously concealed his strength, even if it were 20% or 30% stronger, it would have been useless. "Do you think that mastering the Red Cloud Sword Intentions makes you invincible? Today, I will make you face the reality. A loser from a small place will never be able to stand on the stage!"

Lei Pu's voice was like thunder. Even though his sword hadn't moved, his aura had already caused the air around him to stagnate.

"I won't kill you, but I will make you live a life worse than death. Kneel at the feet of the Master and acknowledge her as your Lord!"

"Crack-!"

The knife flashed like thunder, so fast that it was difficult to catch.

However, Fang Jun shouted: "Hey!"

The Tianjun Sword cut through the sky and shot out.

Lei Pu was about to follow the trajectory and swing his sword to meet the attack, but he saw the Tianjun Sword suddenly flash and change direction in an instant at an astonishing speed of 750 meters per second.

"puff--!"

Lei Pu had no time to react before his head was pierced by a sword and exploded instantly. Blood and lightning intertwined, turning into a scarlet mist of light.

Fang Jun said calmly, "You talk too much nonsense."

"boom--!"

At this moment, You Zhimeng finally took action.

The carriage she was riding in instantly turned into countless flowing ribbons, hanging like a river of stars, surrounding her body.

The ribbon fluttered lightly, as if it had a spirit, pushing her aura to the twenty-seventh level of Qi Refining, and her pressure swept in all directions like a tide.

Her figure stood in the air, her clothes fluttering in the wind, like a goddess from the sky descending to the mortal world.

"Fang Jun, your comprehension is truly astonishing, having actually comprehended the Red Cloud Sword Intent to the mid-level. However, no matter how powerful the sword intent is, it ultimately requires cultivation as its foundation. Your cultivation is your greatest weakness!"

Her voice was icy, and she looked down at Fang Jun condescendingly: "What's more, you actually relied on the power of the Nine Apertures True Spirit Pill to propel your cultivation to the twelfth level of Qi Refining. You are simply courting your own destruction!"

"Fang Jun, I'll give you one last chance. Kneel down and become my slave, and I'll forgive you for killing Lei Pu."

Fang Jun's expression was calm. "Let's skip these useless topics. I want to ask you a question. Why are you acting so extreme, insisting on making me a slave? Is this the way the world is, or are you all like this?"

You Zhimeng raised her eyes slightly and said as a matter of course: "We, the Dahe Sect, have rented spiritual veins to your families, allowing you to embark on the path of immortality. Naturally, you should be grateful and serve us as slaves."

Fang Jun sighed softly, "The laws of nature are impartial, like the sun and moon shining on all, and clouds and rain showering evenly. Yet, humans have a tendency to discern differences between superior and inferior, basing their judgment on the sun being higher than the moon."

You Zhimeng's voice was as cold as ice. "The Way of Heaven is impartial, yet all things are different. The sun and the moon shine together, but their natures are different: the sun represents masculinity, the moon represents femininity. The distinction between high and low is like the sun and the moon."

"If it does not exist, the order of heaven and earth will be lost, and all things will lose harmony. This is the ultimate truth of the Way of Heaven."

"Fang Jun, if I didn't value your talent, you would have died long ago.

Fang Jun sneered, "You're talking too much nonsense. Aren't you just secretly casting a spell to try to activate the Nine Apertures True Spirit Pill's medicinal power?"

Before he finished speaking, a strong Dan Qi surged out from Fang Jun's body. "Try it again! Let's see what your ghostly tricks can do to me."

You Zhimeng felt Fang Jun's breath, and the true level of cultivation that had been concealed by the Nine Apertures True Spirit Pill was now revealed - the fourteenth level of Qi Refining.

Her pupils suddenly contracted, and a hint of shock flashed across her eyes, but was immediately replaced by overwhelming rage.

The voice was filled with chilling murderous intent: "Seeking death!"

(End of this chapter)