The Transmigrator Who Changed Doupo

With this ruthless, reckless attitude, Xiao Xuanyuan regained his composure and said, "Fighting like this is pointless. How about we bring in some stakes?"

"How do we make the bet?" Hearing about the bet, Ling Ningdie got excited. She smoothed her long, flowing black hair and her slender figure landed on the ground from the air. She suddenly touched her chin and stared at Xiao Xuanyuan with great interest.

“You are incredibly powerful, and a guardian of this world. You have lived for countless ages; I am certainly no match for you. How about this: your cultivation level is limited to my level. Within ten moves, as long as I don't lose, you will allow me to cultivate in the spirit field, and I can leave the second level for the third level whenever I wish…”

Xiao Xuanyuan organized his thoughts and poured out his demands. He wasn't stupid enough to just rush up and fight this powerful woman. She had lived for tens of thousands of years, while he had only been cultivating for a short time. Moreover, they were on her territory. If she wanted to, she could crush him with a single finger.

After hearing Xiao Xuanyuan's words, Ling Ningdie's interest grew even stronger. With a thoughtful expression, she said, "That's quite interesting. Alright, then I won't take advantage of you. I'll limit my strength to the same level as yours." As she spoke, Ling Ningdie, exuding a terrifying aura, snapped her fingers. The oppressive aura that had been pressing down on Xiao Xuanyuan receded like a tide, and he immediately felt much relieved, allowing him to let out a slight breath.

"And if you lose..." Ling Ningdie's lips curled into a mocking smile, "...then...then you can do whatever you want with me!"

"Fine!" Xiao Xuanyuan's lips twitched, but he thought to himself, "This is your territory, and you are the guardian here. You decide what to do. Whether I win or lose, I won't suffer any loss. Even if I really lose, at most I'll be punished by having to plant more spiritual herbs for a few years. Do you think you can eat me?"

With this in mind, Xiao Xuanyuan felt much more confident. Even after preparing for the worst, he never underestimated his own strength. He possessed three different flames: Dragon Flame, Six Paths Reincarnation Flame, and Azure Lotus Earth Core Flame, as well as several powerful fighting techniques. He had no chance of losing. Even if the woman in front of him was an old hag who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and whose cultivation level was similar to his, Xiao Xuanyuan was confident and had the strength to fight her!

"Since that's the case, come on! This grandma will let you make the first move!" Having agreed to the verbal bet, Ling Ningdie immediately dropped her previous playful expression, adopting a posture of readiness and preparedness for battle. At the same time, Xiao Xuanyuan felt himself being locked onto by an aura, as if being stared at by a python, causing him to tense up with a chilling sense of crisis.

Chapter Ninety-Seven: Battle Against a Dou Zun Powerhouse of the Same Level

"As expected of a Dou Zun level expert who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, even with his strength suppressed to Dou Ling, he still puts immense pressure on me, comparable to a Dou Wang level expert!"

Facing the composed Ling Ningdie before him, Xiao Xuanyuan's expression turned solemn, but his heart was in turmoil. Ling Ningdie now felt like a mountain he had to look up to, an unapproachable weight pressing down on his heart, making it hard to breathe.

That's right, he had faced this feeling before in the Holy Land of the Elves! That was Queen Marina of the Elves, the woman who was so terrifying that she almost suffocated him. Even the old apothecary had to hide immediately when he saw her, like a mouse seeing a cat, avoiding her at all costs, which made Xiao Xuanyuan feel contemptuous.

However, upon reflection, he realized that the two were not on the same level at all. Even though Yao Lao was once a Dou Zun-level powerhouse that people looked up to, he was now merely a soul. If he were discovered by the other party, he would have nowhere to hide and would become a fish on a chopping board, at the mercy of the other party.

Faced with such a super-level being, a super existence that could shake even the Central Continent, Xiao Xuanyuan felt genuine fear and awe. Even though he had once managed to subdue Marina by chance, that was just good luck. If he encountered such a powerful person again and did the same thing, he probably wouldn't be so lucky. If that happened, he would be crushed by the other party with a single finger. Xiao Xuanyuan dared not gamble with such a pitifully small chance of success.

Having made up his mind, Xiao Xuanyuan decided to go all out and not lose face in front of this wretched woman. His fiery battle qi surged wildly through his meridians, then flowed out through the meridians in his arms, continuously condensing in his palm. A bright light formed a powerful vortex in Xiao Xuanyuan's hand, and the spiritual energy of the surrounding world seemed to be summoned, rushing in like a vast ocean drawing water.

"A lost ancient fighting technique?!"

Seeing the changes in the fighting techniques displayed before Xiao Xuanyuan, Ling Ningdie's expression gradually changed from initial disdain to seriousness. As someone who had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, she had long since seen many talented alchemist disciples enter the Divine Medicine Pavilion. After countless endless hours, she was already tired of the monotonous cultivation and life on the second floor. Whenever outside alchemist disciples came in, those were her happiest days, because she could toy with these newcomers. She had deliberately provoked these so-called talented alchemists to fight her countless times, but almost every time they were greatly disappointed.

Although these newly arrived alchemist disciples were quite talented in alchemy, they were unfortunately lacking in actual combat. Even when Ling Ningdie completely suppressed her strength to the level of others, they couldn't even withstand ten moves from her, causing Ling Ningdie to sigh. Recently, a rather good female alchemist disciple had appeared, just a few years ago, who had barely managed to fight her for twelve moves before being defeated, which was quite outstanding. Moreover, this female alchemist disciple also had excellent talent in alchemy. With both skills combined, she should have broken through to the Douhuang level or above in recent years.

With many thoughts flashing through her mind, Ling Ningdie began to prepare herself, eagerly anticipating the extraordinary combat talent that this alchemist disciple, who had been waiting for so long to enter, would display.

"Hmm?" Upon hearing the guardian's question, Xiao Xuanyuan was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected that the other party had seen through his technique just now. But after a moment's thought, he understood. The other party was an old monster who had lived for countless years, so it wasn't surprising that he knew.

"This is a fighting technique I inherited from a senior. I wonder if it counts as the ancient fighting technique you mentioned? Take this! Mighty Sky-Piercing Fist!" Xiao Xuanyuan shouted at the end, and his fist, which had absorbed all the spiritual energy of the surrounding space, emitted an explosive light and fiercely charged towards Ling Ningdie opposite him.

"The wild bull strikes the mountain!"

Xiao Xuanyuan roared inwardly, unleashing a punch with overwhelming power that stirred up a whirlwind and whipped up the surrounding sand and stones, which instantly arrived in front of Ling Ningdie's face.

"Interesting! Kid, you've successfully piqued my interest." Ling Ningdie's lips curled into a slight smile. Although the punch had caught her attention slightly, that was all.

"Butterflies fluttering!"

Ling Ningdie gave a soft shout, and her slender, white fingers deftly formed a magic seal, like a butterfly dancing among flowers, dazzling to behold, yet without a trace of disorder or incongruity.

In a flash, a lithe butterfly, its colorful wings fluttering gently, flew gracefully through the flowers, seemingly at ease, yet it arrived before Xiao Xuanyuan's fist attack in the blink of an eye.

Hiss! Bang! Bang!

Butterflies are inherently graceful and beautiful, yet they unleashed astonishing power in the face of Xiao Xuanyuan's punch. The force of the punch was shattered and abruptly stopped. When it collided with the powerful fist energy, the two exploded simultaneously with tremendous force. From the center, the aftershocks swept around, pulverizing the grass on the ground and exposing the fertile soil.

The Mighty Sky-Supporting Fist is an ancient fighting technique that Xiao Xuanyuan inherited from Zong Wuyai's memories. It has nine forms, and he has only recently begun practicing it, currently only having mastered the fourth form, "Raging Bull Strikes the Mountain," which is the first form. When unleashed, his bones become as strong and resilient as the strongest magical beast, the raging bull. A single strike can shatter and break an ancient tree that is as thick as two people could hug. Its power surpasses even those high-level Xuan-rank fighting techniques. Even a huge rock explodes into dust under Xiao Xuanyuan's punch, sending countless fragments of rock flying in all directions, demonstrating its immense power.

But this guardian of the second level merely conjured a butterfly to block his "Raging Bull Strikes the Mountain," making Xiao Xuanyuan's expression even more solemn. He didn't just strike once; the surging fire fighting energy within his body flowed like a river, Xiao Xuanyuan's fists were clenched, and spiritual energy from all directions was drawn in like a raging river.

"Nine oxen can lift a mountain!"

In the blink of an eye, the second move of the Mighty Sky-Supporting Fist burst forth, powerful and heavy, carrying immense momentum, rushing towards him like a raging tornado.

"Butterfly Spirit Style: Flying Valley!"

Ling Ningdie's wrists moved with the agility of a serpent, her abundant battle qi surging into her hand seals. In an instant, a large, beautiful butterfly appeared, fluttering its wings and creating a gentle breeze that was both pleasing and comforting. However, those who knew better understood the terrifying power hidden within this butterfly, and Xiao Xuanyuan was no exception.

Chapter Ninety-Eight Terrifying

"Butterfly Spirit Style: Flying Valley!"

"Nine oxen can lift a mountain!"

With two soft shouts, Xiao Xuanyuan unleashed a powerful punch that stirred up the surrounding spiritual energy, transforming it into an invincible offensive. Even the surrounding space was compressed, emitting a slight hissing sound. Amidst the surging wind and clouds, the fierce and invincible punch swirled and struck out, instantly forming nine enormous demonic beasts, the Savage Bull.

These nine wild bulls had bulging muscles all over their bodies, with tendons and bones protruding and taut, giving them an unparalleled burst of power. Their pair of demonic horns were not only extremely long and sharp, but also emitted a cold, piercing light, showing their sharpness.

Roar! Roar! ...

As soon as the nine raging bulls emerged, they raised their heads and roared, unleashing an extremely deafening roar that echoed through the heavens. Accompanied by the force of Xiao Xuanyuan's fist, they pounded in the void and charged fiercely toward the opposite side amidst the booming sound.

Faced with this overwhelming and powerful attack, Ling Ningdie remained calm and composed, as if the nine wild bulls weren't attacking her at all, completely at ease. Despite this outward appearance, her hands moved swiftly; her slender, white fingers danced lightly in the air, and a beautiful butterfly, more than twice the size of the previous one, appeared gracefully, fluttering its wings as it flew towards the nine wild bulls.

Flowers bloom and butterflies come naturally, the bright moon dances with the immortals! This beautiful butterfly seemed light and airy, with little offensive power. In Xiao Xuanyuan's eyes, it seemed to have flown over to its death on purpose, and he was sure that it would be torn to pieces by his Nine-Mang Bull. But the result was unexpected.

Click!Click!

The flight of the beautiful butterfly through the void was like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. It seemed extremely calm, yet it instantly stilled the sand and stone storm stirred up by the nine-headed bull. Everything around the butterfly fluttered through the void, and the flying sand, stones, and fallen leaves seemed to be frozen in mid-air, motionless. Perhaps it was only for a moment, or perhaps it was after a long time, before they all fell to the ground.

Colorful butterflies fluttered across the void!

Before the first bull could even let out a roar, it instantly disintegrated, its massive, majestic body shattering into nothingness.

Following closely behind, the second, third, and fourth raging bulls... These raging bulls were formed from the surrounding spiritual energy condensed by Xiao Xuanyuan's fist wind. Each one was no weaker than a full-force attack from a true Dou Ling level expert, and even stronger than a true fourth-tier magical beast. Previously, when Xiao Xuanyuan was cultivating, he specifically used them to deal with fourth- to fifth-tier magical beasts. Almost one raging bull could kill two to three magical beasts. But now, in front of a beautiful butterfly fluttering in, they couldn't even withstand a single exchange. In an instant, they disintegrated and were completely pulverized into dust, emitting their final mournful cries.

One, two, three... until the seventh raging bull was crushed, the beautiful butterfly's firefly-like glow gradually dimmed, and it became dull and lifeless. However, its speed remained unchanged. Then it crashed into the last two raging bulls, finally obliterating them all, and flew towards Xiao Xuanyuan's punch.

"Such powerful, refined, and sharp battle aura!"

Xiao Xuanyuan was secretly alarmed. His soul perception sensed the invincible fighting spirit contained within this fluttering butterfly. Only by condensing fighting spirit to its limitless peak could this butterfly possess such unparalleled power. Before such incredibly refined fighting spirit, the nine wild bulls he had conjured with his fist winds were as fragile as paper, shattering completely in less than a single exchange. Only profound, powerful, and incredibly refined fighting spirit could achieve such a feat.

"Even with your resilient fighting spirit, the raging bull still drained a significant amount of your power."

Xiao Xuanyuan thought to himself. A powerful fist, carrying swirling flames, struck the pale butterfly in an instant. Like a meteorite hitting the ground, a deafening energy erupted between the two, sweeping across the surroundings and spreading outwards.

With just one punch, a powerful and concentrated force rebounded from his fist, traveled through his arm to his body, and with a loud bang, Xiao Xuanyuan was instantly sent flying backward, landing on the ground with his heels shoving into the mud, sinking seven or eight inches deep and leaving a trench more than ten feet long.

At the same time, the colorful butterflies that had fluttered down to the front stopped flying and exploded in an instant. The powerful force swept in all directions, stirring up sand and stones, and causing the wind and clouds to change.

"Such immense power! He really is an old pervert!"

Having just stopped his retreat, Xiao Xuanyuan was secretly shocked. This woman had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, making it impossible to gauge her strength. Her control over her own Dou Qi was probably at its peak, and the refinement of her Dou Qi was at its absolute limit! Xiao Xuanyuan had a feeling that if there were any Dou Zun experts of the same level on the Dou Qi Continent who encountered this monstrous woman, they would probably only be able to passively take the beating and turn to run away. The refinement of her Dou Qi completely overwhelmed Dou Zun experts of the same level, and the same moves she used were three or four times more powerful.

"Hehe, you managed to withstand two of my moves, so you do have some skill. But don't think it's over yet." Ling Ningdie chuckled twice, her proud and delicate body floating in mid-air. An invisible force swirled around her. In Xiao Xuanyuan's perception, the place where she was was like the eye of a storm, with endless power constantly swirling and rotating around her, stirring up the surrounding wind and clouds like a black hole.

"Come on then! If I'm scared, I'll change my name!"

Xiao Xuanyuan gritted his teeth, his fiery fighting spirit surging through his veins like a raging river. He stomped his right foot hard on the grass, and then transformed into a streak of light, rushing over. The spot where he had stepped was now deeply sunken, and the surrounding grass was burned to ashes by the strange fire, leaving a scorched hole in the soil.

"It's too early to say that now!" Ling Ningdie smiled slightly, her body slightly to the side, dodging Xiao Xuanyuan's fierce kick. However, she was fast, but Xiao Xuanyuan was even faster. His fists and feet swept in, constantly targeting various vital parts of Ling Ningdie's body.

He doesn't make a move unless he's absolutely sure of it, but when he does, it's all about ruthless and deadly attacks. Even if it's not enough to kill someone instantly, he'll try to seriously injure them! That's how Xiao Xuanyuan makes his moves!

Facing Xiao Xuanyuan's relentless attacks, Ling Ningdie's figure darted up and down, left and right, hovering in mid-air, agile and ever-changing, leaving afterimages that obscured her true form. As she dodged Xiao Xuanyuan's attacks, her soft laughter echoed through the void: "If this is all the strength you have, you can forget about staying in this Spirit Field!"

Chapter 100 The Fragrance of a Hundred Flowers Manual

Behind Ling Ningdie, countless flowers fluttered and fell from the void, appearing extremely beautiful under the warm sunlight, yet also with a hint of eeriness. Just moments before, the endless colorful butterflies that had been frolicking among the flowers suddenly swarmed towards the enormous Yin-Yang Taiji diagram, which resembled a mountain and a sea, under Ling Ningdie's guidance, like a rain of locusts.

Buzz! Buzz!

Powerful storms rose out of nowhere, sweeping across the surroundings and relentlessly surging in, following the countless colorful butterflies. Soon, the first batch of butterflies tore through the void and arrived before them, crashing fiercely into the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram. However, they were no match for this fighting technique, which condensed at least a quarter of Xiao Xuanyuan's power. In an instant, these butterflies were incinerated into nothingness by the fusion flames that automatically emanated from the surface of the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, leaving not even ashes behind.

scoff!scoff!

Batch after batch, countless colorful butterflies vanished before the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram, yet another wave of them bravely flew forward, one after another, like a surging river or moths drawn to a flame, determined not to give up until the Yin-Yang Taiji diagram was extinguished.

At first, Xiao Xuanyuan was somewhat dismissive and didn't care much. But in the blink of an eye, he felt the terror of these colorful butterflies. Don't be fooled by their weak strength; each of them seemed to be only at the level of a first-tier magical beast. But their sheer number was terrifying. In just two breaths, even though the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram had destroyed countless colorful butterflies, those numbers were only a drop in the ocean. Compared to the endless, dark mass behind Ling Ningdie, they were simply insignificant. Yet, the strange flames on the surface of the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram were almost completely consumed and extinguished.

Without the help of the strange fire energy, the power of the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram has decreased significantly, while the colorful butterflies on the other side are still endless. If this continues, the power of the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram will be exhausted.

As Xiao Xuanyuan had predicted, the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram continued to advance, crushing and annihilating countless butterflies along the way. However, its speed gradually slowed down, and its power was increasingly depleted. Finally, when it reached within a foot of Ling Ningdie, the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, which had consumed a large amount of Xiao Xuanyuan's fire battle energy, collapsed with a deafening explosion.

Even so, Ling Ningdie's fighting technique still had some power left. The void behind her looked distorted and blurred, but the colorful butterflies continued to swarm out in an endless stream, one after another.

"This woman is truly terrifying! Even ancient fighting techniques are no match for her!"

Xiao Xuanyuan was secretly shocked. Yao Lao had personally witnessed him use this ancient fighting technique, the Yin-Yang Tai Chi Diagram. A rather tall hill was directly shattered into ruins before his eyes, leaving an extremely dark pit. Yao Lao had repeatedly praised it, saying it was several times stronger than the low-level Earth-rank fighting technique, Flame Dividing Wave Ruler, which Yao Lao had bestowed upon him. However, now that Xiao Xuanyuan had used it, he was completely suppressed and crushed by his opponent. It had to be said that Ling Ningdie's control over fighting qi had reached a level of perfection, and the fighting qi she used was even several times more refined than Xiao Xuanyuan's.

laugh!laugh!

Xiao Xuanyuan used his movement technique to its limit, rapidly dodging the bursts of energy around him. One of the concentrated battle qi energies barely grazed his ear and cheek, causing a burning pain before striking the ancient, thick trees behind him. With a series of thuds, it broke more than ten ancient trees before finally landing on a huge, hard rock, shattering it into countless fragments and pulverized stones.

Catching a glimpse of this scene out of the corner of his eye, Xiao Xuanyuan broke out in a cold sweat, filled with lingering fear. This woman's fighting spirit was terrifyingly condensed. If he were hit by such energy, even if his physical body was incredibly solid and heavy, it would probably leave a bloody hole.

Having dodged countless bursts of energy, Xiao Xuanyuan clenched his fists, unleashing a surge of fiery battle qi that transformed into a beam of light from his fiery fist, striking towards Ling Ningdie. The swarm of colorful butterflies that fluttered towards him were all shattered into dust by his invincible fist wind, causing little impact.

"Your strength is not bad, almost catching up with the little girl who came last time, but it's still not enough."

Ling Ningdie gave a cold laugh, and in an instant her figure disappeared from the spot, turning into a streak of light and shooting towards Xiao Xuanyuan.

Seeing the woman rushing towards him, Xiao Xuanyuan's heart stirred. In an instant, he stopped rushing forward and instead transformed into a fish, actively fighting with her around him.

"Flowers bloom and wither without end!"

As soon as Ling Ningdie unleashed her attack, countless beautiful flowers bloomed around Xiao Xuanyuan in an instant. From the time the seeds sprouted to the time they bore fruit and blossomed, it took less than a breath, and the air was filled with an alluring fragrance of a hundred flowers.

"The wild bull strikes the mountain!"

"Nine oxen can lift a mountain!"

"A fierce tiger roars through the forest!"

"The Fiend Tiger Slays Heaven!"

Xiao Xuanyuan unleashed four punches in succession, pushing the ultimate power of the Mighty Sky-Supporting Fist to its limit. Countless fist shadows materialized and blasted in all directions, instantly shattering the blooming flowers that were emitting countless fragrances and rushing towards him. Petals and fragments fell everywhere.

"Flowers fall, but shed no tears!"

Ling Ningdie unleashed another fighting technique, and countless beautiful, fragrant petals instantly fell from the void above, like snowflakes, endlessly covering all the space around Xiao Xuanyuan.

Ling Ningdie's cultivation technique is called "The Fragrance of a Hundred Flowers Manual," a mid-level Earth Rank technique. Through years of dedicated practice, she has mastered it to perfection, making it almost comparable to a high-level Earth Rank technique.