The Long Journey to Immortality

Han Lu's thoughts were not complicated; she simply hoped for a quick victory so she could set off as soon as possible. At the same time, she did not want to expend too much spiritual energy here, lest she be short of money in an emergency.

After all, this was the Great Yu Dynasty, and even in the Jitian Palace, Han Lu was extremely cautious.

"Mo Zhehan, could you please say 'start'?"

Holding onto her storage bag, Han Lu did not intend to use her true spirit techniques to end the battle at the beginning.

After her trip to the East Sea, Han Lu had acquired many magical treasures with various supernatural powers in her storage bag. Now that she had finally found a place to use them, she naturally wanted to let them out to breathe some fresh air and show themselves to outsiders.

Qiu Xing, on the other hand, had imagined countless battles with Han Lu over the years and had reviewed them several times during the past few days of waiting, so she was equally confident and fully prepared.

The once-full stands were now empty of spectators, but above the clouds, a Nascent Soul cultivator who happened to be passing by paused to gaze at the three cultivators above and below the arena.

Mo Zhehan looked around and, seeing that the two were ready, casually called out, "Start."

Both of them immediately took the initiative and used the methods they had prepared in advance.

Han Lu took out a bronze wine cup and, without aiming, threw it in Qiu Xing's direction.

This is an unremarkable magical artifact, but it is a spiritual weapon. Han Lu used it to start the game, merely to test the waters, not to seize the initiative.

Qiu Xing, on the other hand, habitually summoned his spirit sword and engaged in a sword fight with Han Lu.

Chapter 929 Two Magical Treasures

Han Lu and Qiu Xing were nearly two hundred meters apart. As the wine glass flew from Han Lu's hand toward Qiu Xing, it rapidly expanded and grew larger. It had only flown halfway when it resembled a small mountain flying close to the ground, clumsily smashing toward Qiu Xing's head.

The wine glass was large enough to block the path of Qiu Xing's flying sword.

However, unlike the wine glass, the spirit sword was more agile. With just a slight turn, it passed smoothly through the semi-circular gap in the wine glass's handle and continued to attack Han Lu according to Qiu Xing's instructions.

Both sides made their moves and responded to each other's attacks immediately.

Qiu Xing did not want to clash head-on with this clumsy but enormous wine glass.

Without hesitation, she channeled her spiritual energy into her feet, and in an instant, as if two rockets were strapped to her calves, she leaped into the air and arrived at a height of nearly 500 meters above the arena.

At such a height, Qiu Xing easily dodged the mountain-like bronze wine cup.

However, the wine glass may seem clumsy, but Han Lu used it so easily, so the magic behind it must be more than it appears.

It was as if someone was holding a wine glass and squeezing it.

Suddenly, a blue demonic wind shot out from the empty wine glass, heading straight for Qiu Xing, who was standing right above the rim of the glass.

Such a large wine glass can generate quite a strong gust of wind.

Quickly adapting to the situation, Qiu Xing hurriedly used magic to defend himself, while also removing a magical cloak to put on himself.

These blue demonic winds can not only scrape away bones and flesh, but also disturb the soul.

Despite taking proper precautions, Qiu Xing was still made dizzy and disoriented after being blown around in the strong wind for three or four seconds, and temporarily lost his sense of direction.

This state directly caused the spirit sword she controlled to lose its initial sharpness.

Han Lu, who possesses the bloodline of the Fiery Phoenix, simply activated the Fiery Phoenix bloodline and used the technique of semi-true spiritual transformation. She completely wrapped her right fist with the Phoenix Feather Robe and used a right hook to easily knock away the spirit sword, stripping it of its spirituality.

With a slight advantage, Han Lu pressed her advantage.

After shrinking the temporarily useless wine cup by performing a hand seal, Han Lu ignored the magical artifact.

The wine glass continued flying, eventually landing on the stage and rolling on the ground like an ordinary wine glass.

The other two magical treasures that Han Lu had not yet used in the battle were taken out of the storage bag.

A black, square box.

A transparent glass ball about the size of a palm.

Reciting the incantation, Han Lu activated the small box, which was only a first-grade magic artifact.

The box fell from Han Lu's hand and the switch was triggered when it touched the ground, opening the box lid.

Inside the box is a small "theater".

Among them are ten clay figures playing the erhu, liuqin, pipa, yangqin, guzheng, bamboo flute, xiao, suona, sheng, and gong respectively.

Each figure is no bigger than half a finger, but the facial features are vivid and lifelike.

As the box lid was opened, the ten clay figures came to life, picked up their instruments, and began to play music with a tinkling sound.

This piece of music was recorded by Han Lu long ago. Using this "music box" magic instrument to perform it is similar to the semi-automatic playing of the paulownia wood flute back then.

However, this method allows for more freedom in casting illusions, and the power of illusions is further amplified by the magical artifact.

Of course, it still can't compare to the effect of Han Lu herself using magic weapons to create musical illusions.

After a moment's thought, Han Lu did not choose to activate the glass ball immediately. Instead, she simply used her spiritual power to maintain communication and contact with it, waiting for the right time to unleash it and catch the enemy off guard.

Taking flight, Han Lu maintained her semi-true spirit form, which activated the Li Feng bloodline, attempting to teach Qiu Xing a lesson with her external martial arts skills.

To make matters worse, Qiu Xing, who had just been slightly disoriented by the demonic wind, was attacked by illusion magic, and fell into a dazed state, seemingly losing his ability to fight for a time.

It must be said that Han Lu, who possesses the bloodline of the Illusionary Phoenix, is most skilled at a series of attacks using illusion techniques, catching her opponents off guard.

However, Qiu Xing's reputation was well-deserved.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, a blood-red diamond in her mind began to gleam.

This magical artifact is like the Nascent Soul armor worn by Nascent Soul cultivators, serving as the last line of defense to protect the sea of ​​consciousness.

Although Qiu Xing did not actively activate it, it was passively triggered because the conditions for its operation were met.

The crimson diamond spun nearly a hundred times in the blink of an eye.

The scattered crimson light seemed to awaken Qiu Xing like a needle prick.

Once Qiu Xing regained consciousness and was no longer afraid of the illusion, the blood-red diamond returned to stillness and floated in Qiu Xing's sea of ​​consciousness.

The diamond was now much smaller than before, and its crimson glow had dimmed considerably.

"Impressive." Qiu Xing sighed inwardly as soon as he regained consciousness, and at the same time stuffed two kinds of spiritual plants and herbs into his mouth that could protect his divine sense.

She had just finished this task when Han Lu arrived in front of her and delivered a beautiful right hook.

Faced with this powerful punch coming straight at him, Qiu Xing dared not be the slightest bit careless.

A magical shield-like artifact emerged from her storage bag, took flight, obscured her face, and stood in front of Han Lu's fist.

Han Lu's punch was too powerful, easily shattering the hand shield, which was only a magic weapon.

Faced with the power of a true spirit, this mere magical artifact could not even withstand a single blow.

But this brief delay allowed Qiu Xing to seize the opportunity, create distance between himself and Han Lu, and cause Han Lu's fist to land on empty air.

"How many rounds have we fought?" Han Lu shook her fist and looked at Qiu Xing, who had already "hidden" a hundred meters away.

After a few moves, Han Lu was certain that she was far superior to Qiu Xing, and only then did she ask a question.

There was a hidden meaning in Han Lu's question.

If Qiu Xing didn't want to admit defeat and hoped for a dignified end to the matter, he only needed to lie through his teeth at this moment and say "twenty rounds" to get a satisfactory ending.

Qiu Xing understood.

She knew she had been almost completely outmatched by Han Lu, but that didn't diminish her fighting spirit much.

"We've only fought two rounds, Han Lu." By saying "two" instead of "three," Qiu Xing's meaning couldn't be clearer.

Han Lu nodded, "Since that's your idea, then try my third trick."

As she spoke, Han Lu reached out and pointed downwards, activating the glass ball magic weapon she had previously taken out.

In an instant, the glass ball emitted countless rays of light.

These rays of light were refracted several times by invisible things in the air, eventually forming a cage of light that trapped Han Lu and Qiu Xing inside.

This glass ball is a magical artifact that Han Lu bought at an auction in the East China Sea. It is similar to a battle flag, but it is much easier to use than a battle flag.

She didn't use it before because she and Qiu Xing were quite far apart. Even if they formed a light pillar cage and were trapped together, the intensity wouldn't be too high.

But now, she and Qiu Xing are on the same plane, only a hundred meters apart, so it seems quite appropriate and suitable for her to use her skills again.

Now trapped in a relatively small area for a Golden Core cultivator, Qiu Xing must face Han Lu's next offensive head-on.

Chapter 930 A Powerful Body

"Han Lu, you don't actually think that a mere stray ray of light can trap a Golden Core cultivator like me?"

Although Qiu Xing had regained consciousness, her spirit was still slightly weak. Facing the musical illusion cast by the music box that was still "banging drums and gongs," she needed to catch her breath before she could fully recover.

Her current plan is to chat for a bit and take a short break.

Han Lu was unaware of Qiu Xing's current situation and simply assumed it was part of their friendly exchange during their sparring session.

She replied, "Qiu Xing, this magic weapon of mine is a seventh-grade spiritual artifact. Even for myself, it would take three breaths to break through this cage."

"In the span of three breaths, you and I are only a hair's breadth apart."

"I won't say that my fists will land on you a hundred times, but according to the rules we just agreed on, finishing twenty rounds in one go shouldn't be a problem."

"If you don't believe me, you're welcome to try it."

Han Lu usually fights using spells, magical artifacts, or by directly transforming her true spirit, which makes her very interested in fighting methods that rely solely on external martial arts to defeat enemies.

Han Lu's physical altercation with Qiu Xing was not a sign of underestimating him, but rather an opportunity to use her strength to attack Qiu Xing's weakness and to practice her combat skills and experience.

A few words were exchanged for another ten breaths of rest, and Qiu Xing felt much better.

Wanting to continue the fight, she nonsensically replied with "I believe you" and then decisively launched another attack, attempting to turn the tables.

Qiu Xing's unconventional behavior was somewhat disgraceful to Han Lu, a cultivator from the Central Plains.

However, for Qiu Xing, a cultivator from the Jitian Palace, it was commonplace to use unfriendly tricks during sparring and would not be subject to moral condemnation.

Seeing Qiu Xing launching an attack with his magic weapon, Han Lu, who was used to taking the initiative, changed her approach this time.

She adopted a defensive stance, wanting to take this opportunity to test what kind of powerful magical artifacts and techniques she could withstand with her flesh and blood body after activating her Li Feng bloodline and entering semi-true spiritual transformation.

As the future hope of the sect, Qiu Xing was "the most favored person" in his lineage.

Although her magical artifacts may not be of high grade, their quantity is much greater than that of Mo Zhehan, who is accustomed to using the form of the Candle Dragon to defend against enemies.

Realizing that the straightforward spirit sword posed little threat to Han Lu, Qiu Xing placed his hopes for victory on the numerous magical treasures with various supernatural powers in his storage bag.