From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 496 Life-or-Death Struggle
Gu Sifan and Chang Qingzi's bodies almost turned into afterimages, and the water beneath them kept rippling, making it look increasingly dangerous.

Suddenly, Gu Sifan's sword rose like a rainbow, its momentum shattering the wind and clouds.

The lake water beneath his feet suddenly burst open, spraying mist that pierced through the sunlight, creating a seven-colored radiance.

The longsword in his hand moved with incredible speed, appearing before Changqingzi in an instant, as if sunlight were passing through a rainbow.

Changqingzi's expression was also extremely solemn. He flicked his whisk and drew a circle in front of him. A strong yet irresistible force collided with the sword energy.

Two different true meanings, mixed with the two people's powerful internal energy, collided directly.

All that could be heard was a deafening roar, and the lake water surged three zhang (approximately 10 meters) high, with waves as large as mountains.

The two retreated simultaneously, each taking several steps on the waves, with ripples spreading outwards from their feet, before finally regaining their footing.

"Azure Sky Sword Intent!"

Although in You Ming's eyes, the strength of these two was no different from that of two ants fighting.

However, he still watched it with great interest.

In addition to mastering internal energy, a grandmaster must also comprehend "sword intent".

The sword intent in this world is obtained from dungeons. Back then, You Ming used a wisp of [Azure Sky Sword Intent] that he had condensed to create a dungeon, and the various treasures that dropped could help the people of this world condense their sword intent.

Therefore, even though the two people's sword intent is expressed in completely different ways, at its core, it still originates from You Ming's Qingji sword intent.

This head-on clash clearly left both of them feeling rather uncomfortable.

Blood trickled from the corner of Gu Sifan's mouth, and his face was as pale as paper.

Changqingzi's whisk was broken in half, and his breathing became slightly rapid.

However, the two did not stop there. Instead, they continued to gather their inner energy and fight each other again.

Gu Sifan was an outstanding disciple of the Celestial Masters Sect back then, but after obtaining a treasure in the Outer Realm, he disregarded the rules of the Celestial Masters Sect and kept it for himself.

After being discovered, he brazenly betrayed the cause.

It was thanks to that treasure that he was able to recover quickly even after suffering repeated serious injuries, and his strength even reached a new level.

Changqingzi is the leader of the Celestial Masters sect. Since he has encountered Gu Sifan, he must kill him, otherwise what will become of the dignity of the Taoist sect?
In Gu Sifan's eyes, Changqingzi was stubborn and incorrigible. He had told his superiors about his hidden treasures, which led to his current predicament. The first thing he would do after achieving success in his cultivation was to kill this scoundrel.

Both were in a bad mood, but they understood that the other must also be nearing their limit. With just a little more strength, they could kill their opponent.

Their blood and energy surged wildly, their minds were incredibly focused, and their speed increased with each fight.

To onlookers, it was as if they saw two figures, one white and one blue, entangled together, with the sounds of weapons clashing constantly echoing, like a summer downpour dripping from the eaves.

The others could only watch the spectacle, but You Ming noticed that these two people had no way out.

They were frantically unleashing their physical potential, resulting in either one dying and one being severely injured, or both of them dying.

"Boom."

Blood had begun to flow from their seven orifices, and their skin had turned an unusual crimson, indicating that they were under tremendous pressure.

"The reason why there is no way to go beyond Martial Saint in this world may not be that there are obstacles between Martial Saint and higher levels, but that Grandmasters are missing something when they are promoted to Martial Saint."

Although the two were moving very fast, in You Ming's eyes it was no different from slow motion. Beings at his level could think of problems in the blink of an eye; his mind was incredibly powerful, and his thoughts worked a thousand times faster than ordinary people.

"Since cultivators and demons need to use external objects to 'change jobs' when they advance to higher levels, then martial arts advancement also requires external objects."

You Ming's gaze was calm. He had actually thought of this crucial point a long time ago, but he had never figured out what kind of external object it should be.

Is it that some kind of spiritual entity plants a "spiritual root" in their bodies, giving each martial artist an extra extraordinary organ, or is it that the bloodline of some extraordinary being is introduced, like a demon beast undergoing blood regeneration, transforming them into some kind of half-human, half-beast monster?

The former refers to the methods used by cultivator sects to cultivate powerful warriors.

The latter refers to the method by which the demon race raises demon slaves.

But You Ming felt that both of them were too lowbrow.

It wasn't until he obtained [Meixi] and activated the divine system that a sudden inspiration struck him.

Since neither the methods of immortality nor the methods of demons are available, why not try the methods of divinity?

Using Shinto to continue the martial arts path, who knows what kind of success it might achieve?
"boom."

The weapons in their hands had long since shattered, so they suddenly clashed their palms together, unleashing a final burst of internal energy that blasted into the enemy's body.

The two streams of internal energy collided, and the two men, whose bodies were empty, were bombarded by the other's power and could no longer withstand it. They were sent flying backward and crashed onto the water.

Because their internal energy was exhausted and their physical strength was depleted, they could no longer stand on the water and could only float weakly on the surface.

The onlookers were all speechless with astonishment.

In their eyes, each Grandmaster was a god-like figure, one in ten thousand. Why would they go to such lengths for a single battle?
However, it must be said that their battle was quite exciting, and at least it will be something to brag about in the future.

"Changqingzi...do you have even the slightest regret for what happened back then?"

Gu Sifan slightly raised one hand, and on his wrist was a mechanism made of cow hair flying needles.

Once the mechanism is turned, ninety-nine poisoned needles will be shot out immediately, which even a grandmaster would not be able to withstand.

“We are both orphans. The Celestial Masters sect provides us with food and clothing and teaches us martial arts. Everything we have received from that outer realm should belong to the Celestial Masters sect.”

Chang Qingzi's face was pale, but he still insisted on his idea.

"Hahahaha...cough cough, bullshit! What do you mean by handing it over to the Celestial Masters Sect? In the end, it all just benefits those parasites at the top!"

"The Celestial Master has not appeared in the world for hundreds of years. He may have already passed away. The Celestial Master's Way of today is no longer the Celestial Master's Way in your heart. We risk our lives in the outer realms, but in the end, we are just used to support those in power."

Gu Sifan sneered. The Celestial Masters Sect does not prohibit marriage, and those high-ranking members will always control the most resources through bloodline inheritance.

Why is it that the descendants of those high-ranking officials can enjoy resources that he could never have imagined without having to do anything?

"Stop talking nonsense. The Celestial Master's martial arts are divine, naturally granting him longevity and immortality..."

Changqingzi closed his eyes but said nothing more.

Seeing that Changqingzi was unresponsive, Gu Sifan also felt bored. He was about to take out the recovery pills from his pocket when suddenly he felt a chill, as if he was being targeted by something he could not resist.

On the embankment not far away, a figure dressed in purple robes stood suspended in mid-air, quietly watching him.

(End of this chapter)