The Long Journey to Immortality

Flying, Qiu Xing slightly increased the distance between himself and Han Lu, and then took out seven magical treasures from his storage bag in one go.

If it weren't for the combo attack from the demonic wind and musical illusion, Qiu Xing, as a mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, could have easily unleashed ten magic weapons in one go.

Of the seven magical treasures, three are magical implements and four are spiritual artifacts.

The resources available to cultivators in the Great Yu Dynasty were indeed limited. Even though Qiu Xing received preferential treatment in his own sect branch, he still often had to use magic weapons to fight against opponents at the Golden Core stage.

The seven magical treasures each have a different style and come in all shapes and sizes.

The main reason for this counterattack is that Qiu Xing doesn't know where Han Lu's weaknesses lie. He simply launches a full-scale attack to test where the waters are shallow before making a move.

The scene of various magical artifacts, including those with the Five Elements technique, blunt weapons, and other magical abilities, all simultaneously "firing" at Han Lu was far more spectacular than the concert in Han Lu's music box.

With the sound, light, and electricity effects at their peak, Qiu Xing felt incredibly exhilarated as he unleashed his magic weapons and launched attacks on Han Lu.

Shooting at live targets is much more comfortable than practicing your magic weapon in the air.

He showed no mercy because Qiu Xing had figured out the true spirit's abilities in several battles and exchanges with Mo Zhehan.

However, this level of attack could not kill Han Lu, who was capable of transforming into her true spirit form.

She didn't ask for much; she just wanted to beat Han Lu senseless and humiliated, and that would be enough.

The battle was intense, and Qiu Xing didn't notice that as she gained a sufficient understanding of Han Lu's combat strength, her expectations and goals for this sparring match also decreased.

As the first wave of attacks subsided, the smoke and bright light dissipated, revealing Han Lu, who remained completely unharmed, with not even her long hair disheveled.

This result was somewhat outrageous, but it was within Qiu Xing and Mo Zhehan's expectations.

However, the Nascent Soul cultivator who was idly watching the battle from a distance was startled.

"Whose disciple is this? How could he possess such a strong physique?"

"She easily withstood the attacks of so many magical treasures with just her flesh and blood. I'm afraid even some demonic beasts in the Transformation Realm don't have the thick skin and tough flesh of this beautiful female cultivator."

Increasingly interested in the battle and Han Lu's participation, the Nascent Soul cultivator moved a little closer, even considering chatting with Han Lu after the sparring session ended.

Although the tournament between the East and West that year had a significant impact, not all the Nascent Soul Realm elders in the Extreme Heaven Palace watched it.

The Nascent Soul cultivator who is now watching from afar was in seclusion back then and missed that grand event. Therefore, although he had heard of Han Lu's deeds, he did not know that the person currently facing off against Qiu Xing, the champion of the Eastern District back then, was Han Lu.

With all seven magical treasures attacking at once, Qiu Xing barely managed to hold his own against Han Lu for seven rounds.

By proper calculation, Qiu Xing and Han Lu's battle under the special rules was already halfway through.

Faced with Han Lu, who hadn't even used her true spiritual abilities, Qiu Xing couldn't find a way to win.

Han Lu secretly marveled at the power of this supernatural ability as she transformed the phoenix feather robe that almost completely covered her body back into her everyday clothes.

"Now it seems that the defensive capabilities of this Phoenix Feather Robe, which does not require much spiritual power to use, are comparable to those of a mid-grade spiritual weapon."

"With such supernatural powers, coupled with a body that has become much stronger after activating the Phoenix Bloodline, resisting this level of attack is a piece of cake."

"In the future, there will be times when it will be completely unnecessary to transform your true spirit to fight against people every time."

Having gained a more accurate understanding of her combat power under her semi-spiritual transformation, Han Lu also wanted to end this sparring match, which was already far from over, as soon as possible.

However, Han Lu did not want to defeat Qiu Xing in one fell swoop here, but wanted to end it peacefully.

After a moment's hesitation, Han Lu said, "Qiu Xing, we've now fought ten rounds."

"You've always been the lead actor, now it's your turn to hear how well I perform."

Without further ado, Han Lu recited two incantations, and the crystal ball that was still lying on the arena casting the Light Cage immediately took to the air and began to spin rapidly.

The constantly changing refractive surface caused new changes in the cage that imprisoned the two people.

The cage, originally intended only to trap the enemy, became a means of attack. At least twenty beams of light, each with the power of a full-force strike from a pseudo-core cultivator, shot towards Qiu Xing's body from multiple angles.

The speed was so fast that even a Golden Core cultivator couldn't react in time.

Chapter 931 A Gentle Strike

Upon seeing this, Qiu Xing quickly cast a spell.

She used a secret technique.

Her body suddenly became transparent and then temporarily disappeared from Han Lu's sight.

The instant Qiu Xing's body disappeared, numerous beams of light fell upon the location Han Lu intended to attack.

A period of time that was somewhat unexpected for Han Lu occurred.

The method Qiu Xing used was not to make herself disappear so that no one could find her exact location, but to make herself temporarily disappear from this world.

Such a method naturally caused the numerous beams of light emitted by Han Lu's glass ball magic weapon to fall into empty space and return empty-handed.

The beam of light had just passed through him when Qiu Xing's figure reappeared.

When he reappeared, Qiu Xing was panting heavily, his face flushed, as if he were an ordinary person who had run a hundred miles.

Clearly, performing that secret technique was quite stressful for her.

Although they dodged the first wave of attacks, the beam attacks summoned by the glass sphere were not over.

Numerous invisible reflective walls appeared in the cage, reflecting and redirecting many beams of light that had "overshot their stop," thus launching another offensive.

This time, most of the beams of light attacked from behind Qiu Xing, but because Golden Core cultivators naturally release their divine sense when fighting, Qiu Xing was able to control all of these beams of light that attacked him again.

Despite the rapid pace, Qiu Xing was still unable to use the magical artifacts in his storage bag to resist in a short period of time.

The secret technique was used once again, and Qiu Xing disappeared right under Han Lu's nose.

Seeing Qiu Xing use a method she had never seen before to dodge her attacks, Han Lu couldn't help but think to herself.

"That's quite a clever move."

"Could it be a very advanced spatial secret technique?"

"When using it, one can hide in the gaps in space and temporarily survive."

"Will they only reappear after the danger has passed?"

Based on her observations, Han Lu made a bold guess.

“This secret technique must be quite a burden for Qiu Xing,” Han Lu noticed the change in Qiu Xing’s expression after she returned to the real world. “However, she seems to be gradually getting used to hiding in the spatial crevices.”

"This time, not only did I look less tired, but I also managed to hide for half a breath longer."

"The reason she dodged in this way is probably because her cloak couldn't provide full protection, and her protective aura couldn't be fully activated due to the previous depletion of her spiritual energy..."

As for…

Han Lu used her divine sense to measure and compare, and continued to analyze, "As for whether Qiu Xing can move in the spatial rift, it is not clear at the moment."

"At least during those two dodges, she didn't move an inch."

Having reached this conclusion, Han Lu made some changes to her battle plan and came up with a good way to end the battle "beautifully".

In the blink of an eye, Han Lu had already attacked back and forth eight times using the same method.

Just as Han Lu had guessed, after getting used to the feeling of hiding in the spatial rift, Qiu Xing seemed much more relaxed and increasingly at ease when using his secret techniques.

Counting the rounds, just as they were about to reach the so-called nineteenth round, Han Lu finally changed her tactics.

Just as Qiu Xing re-entered the spatial rift and dodged the mere ten beams of light that were already exhausted, Han Lu, who had been hovering in place, suddenly activated and rushed to the spot where Qiu Xing had just disappeared with lightning speed.

Qiu Xing, hiding in the gap in space, was unaware of Han Lu's actions.

When she used her secret technique to go back and forth, she was truly startled to see Han Lu right in front of her.

Han Lu looked at the terrified expression on Qiu Xing's face, smiled slightly, clearly said "twenty" and extended her right hand at the same time.

In the brief interval of the secret technique being performed, Qiu Xing had nowhere to hide.

Just as Qiu Xing was already prepared to take a heavy punch from Han Lu, coughing up blood and breaking seven or eight bones, Han Lu's actions took him by surprise.

What arrived was not a heavy punch, but a gentle hand.

In broad daylight, Han Lu grabbed Qiu Xing's chest, which was two sizes smaller than hers, with relatively light force, acting as a female hooligan for a moment.

After her lewd act and the twentieth move, Han Lu quickly tore off the light cage and fled, leaving Qiu Xing still somewhat bewildered and unaware that Han Lu had taken advantage of him.

In the distance, the Nascent Soul cultivators watching the battle from the clouds were also dumbfounded.

"Whose disciple is this? So improper."

"Could it be that some lecherous old man has corrupted this beautiful apprentice?"

Having given up any thought of contacting Han Lu, the Nascent Soul cultivator, who had been watching the battle for a long time, rubbed his eyes and quietly left.

"Alright, alright, the sparring is over," Han Lu shouted as she ran. "Fellow Daoist Qiu Xing, this time we were evenly matched. We'll meet again next time."

After landing quickly, Han Lu patted Mo Zhehan, who was stunned by the "sexy" scene, and said, "Mo Zhehan, what are you still standing there for? It's time to go."

Mo Zhehan was a beat slow to react, but he still "ran away" with Han Lu.

By the time Qiu Xing felt the lingering strange sensation in her chest, she could only see Han Lu and Mo Zhehan's backs in the distance.

"Han Lu, you scoundrel, just you wait until next time."

Hearing Qiu Xing's shout, Han Lu couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Looking at Han Lu, who had never been so unserious, Mo Zhehan whispered, "Han Lu, aren't you going too far?"

Han Lu retorted, then teased Mo Zhehan, "What, you want to touch Qiu Xing's too?"

Mo Zhehan quickly shook his head, not daring to reply, and turned his face away, but his eyes lingered on Han Lu's chest.

But in his heart, he answered, "I don't want to touch Qiu Xing's, it's too small. I want to touch yours, it's big."

It's fortunate that Mo Zhehan is usually serious; otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have been able to keep a straight face if he had such an evil thought.

Seeing Mo Zhehan's shy actions, Han Lu laughed even more happily.

Han Lu only then realized the matter after her series of slightly unusual actions and reactions, and became puzzled.

"Could it be because I kissed that wicked man and picked up his bad habit?"

"It seems I need to find some time to thoroughly examine my mind and see if it's really as I suspect."

With a little thought, Han Lu tried to justify her outrageous behavior.

"Alright, just kidding. Don't you find it funny to end a sparring match like this?"

Upon hearing the word "interesting," Mo Zhehan realized that this might be a "life-or-death question," so he remained serious and silent, letting Han Lu perform her monologue.