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The Seventh-Level Puppet is well-known, with an attack power only at the Mid Stage of Nascent Soul. Due to its convenience, it has been elevated to the status of Supreme Treasure, priced exorbitantly. Late Stage Nascent Soul Cultivators disdain using it, while those at the Early Stage of Nascent Soul cannot afford it. This product has become a burden for Modern Clerks, and Wujue Pavilion is also reducing its inventory.
Two Puppets, two pieces of Supreme Treasure! This child is a complete nouveau riche; one wonders what forces are backing him.
The Red-Haired Cultivator was surrounded, his teeth chattering. A difference in realm typically allows one to defeat three or four lower-level cultivators. In a one-on-one duel, the Red-Haired Cultivator could slice through a Puppet with a single sword strike, just like Guo Ruomin. However, under the assault of three opponents, he dared not unleash his full power on one unless he had strong defenses; otherwise, any opening could lead to being harmed by Xu Feng.
Having narrowly escaped disaster and drenched in cold sweat, the Red-Haired Cultivator regained his confidence as he assessed the positions of the three opponents, looking for the most advantageous moment to strike and aiming to destroy a Puppet with one blow.
Xu Feng became very cautious after missing his attack. Three against one was not advantageous, and it consumed too much energy; any lapse in attention could lead to being overwhelmed. Each attack required all three to coordinate; otherwise, they would face dire consequences.
The Red-Haired Cultivator made his move, darting toward Ultraman No. 2 and sweeping his sword across.
Ultraman No. 2 was closest to the Red-Haired Cultivator. The Red-Haired Cultivator had been gathering power for this strike for a long time and had carefully considered both the force and direction of his evasion when he attacked.
Xu Feng anticipated that he would strike first. As soon as the Red-Haired Cultivator moved, Xu Feng's Lianfeng Blade and Ultraman No. 1 also launched their attacks simultaneously, targeting the Red-Haired Cultivator's neck and waist.
With a swift change in direction mid-attack, the Red-Haired Cultivator lowered his sword position and struck Ultraman No. 2's left knee. Ultraman No. 2's leg was severed at the knee, losing support and crashing to the ground, incapacitated.
This sword strike from the Red-Haired Cultivator was a narrow victory; he had another magical item behind him. However, he had fought through bloodshed countless times and had killed many cultivators of similar rank. This time, he emerged victorious again as Xu Feng's calculated position missed him perfectly.
In that final moment before delivering his blow, the Red-Haired Cultivator suddenly flew close to the ground, evading Xu Feng's two attacks while achieving his own effective strike.
"Good! Zhao Elder is magnificent!" The people from Purple Cloud Sect cheered loudly upon seeing the Red-Haired Cultivator destroy one of Xu Feng's Puppets, boosting their chances of victory.
One Seventh-Level Puppet worth two million spirit stones was thus wasted.
Zhao Elder rolled on the ground twice but this did not diminish his glorious image of destroying a Seventh-Level Puppet. He seemed to have aged backward by a hundred years; having taken down a Puppet single-handedly meant he could easily handle Xu Feng in just moments—victory was no longer in doubt.
"You killed eight of us, and I won't make it difficult for you. I'll just stab you eight times. Whether you can survive is not just my concern." Zhao Elder had already regarded Xu Feng as a piece of fish meat.
"You destroyed one of my Puppets. I won't ask for much; just compensate me two million at the original price, and I can pretend nothing happened," Xu Feng quoted his compensation to Zhao Elder.
The two began to argue, leaving the onlooking cultivators dumbfounded.
"Is this guy crazy or has water gotten into his brain? Asking Zhao Elder for compensation?"
"Yeah, he can't even save his own life and still wants money. He really values money over life."
Zhao Elder was speechless; how audacious. Hmm, very reminiscent of my former self.
Zhao Elder drew his second sword, attacking Ultraman No. 1. This strike had no fancy moves; he had complete control over the one versus two situation. He aimed to destroy this Puppet as well and see how Xu Feng would ask him for four million.
This time, no one shouted "heart." Not shouting "heart" didn't mean there was no danger; it could also mean that those who wanted to shout realized it was too late.
Zhao Elder's sword was halfway through its thrust when it suddenly retracted rapidly, swirling around him in a chaotic manner.
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Four one-foot-long Golden Needles were deflected, with the last one piercing through Zhao Elder's left shoulder, creating a fist-sized hole in his shoulder, shattering the shoulder bone and causing his left arm to droop weakly.
The Five Element Needle Technique circled around Zhao Elder, who held his sword with one hand, large beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead. The members of the Purple Cloud Sect gasped in shock; they could hardly believe that the previously invincible Zhao Elder had been injured by Xu Feng's Golden Needles, and it looked quite severe.
Xu Feng had entered the Late Stage of Golden Core with Wood Element cultivation, which greatly amplified the power of the Five Element Needle Technique. On the surface, the Five Element Needle Technique shimmered with golden light and appeared uniform; however, it had long returned to its original state. Each needle contained a specific attribute, equivalent to five different Mid Stage of Nascent Soul attacks targeting the same target.
Zhao Elder was caught off guard and managed to block four needles but narrowly shifted away from the last needle that was meant to pierce his heart, resulting in a wound to his left shoulder instead.
The situation took a sudden turn. Now, it was clear to everyone that as long as Xu Feng launched his five Golden Needles one more time, Zhao Elder would be finished. Xu Feng himself did not expect to win so easily; if Zhao Elder had been prepared, those five needles might not have been able to harm him. Unfortunately for Zhao Elder, his luck had run out, and it was time for him to face misfortune.
Dozens of hostile auras locked onto Xu Feng. As soon as he made a move, even if he killed Zhao Elder, he would still be unable to escape death himself.
Xu Feng frowned and said, "I'll give you one more chance. You compensate me two million, and we'll call it even. Otherwise..."
Zhao Elder's hair was already red, and now his face turned red as well. Being threatened by a Late Stage of Golden Core cultivator in front of so many people was humiliating enough; what was worse was that he had to pay him money. The people from the Purple Cloud Sect were already pressuring Xu Feng, but distant water could not quench nearby fire. If Xu Feng tore their relationship apart, the first to suffer would definitely be Zhao Elder.
After hesitating for five minutes, Zhao Elder finally relented. It was better to save his own life first. He took out over ninety thousand Spirit Stones from his ring and added a few bottles of pills. After calculating the amount, it still wasn't enough, so he threw in his high-grade magic sword and tossed it in front of Xu Feng.
Ninety thousand Mid-Grade Spirit Stones piled up like a van.
"I only want Spirit Stones," Xu Feng said coldly, throwing back everything that wasn't Spirit Stones. "You're still short one hundred and ten thousand."
"Pfft." Consort Zhu Lin couldn't help but laugh first. This scene looked like a Golden Core Stage cultivator robbing a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, and the Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was being very obedient.
Zhao Elder's face turned red all the way down to his neck as he looked at Vice Sect Master Qiao Li for help. The Purple Cloud Sect had only sent him; it was already impressive that he could come up with ninety thousand.
Qiao Li calmly replied, "Give it to him."
Yang Wei took out a storage bag and threw it to Zhao Elder, which contained one hundred and ten thousand Spirit Stones.
Zhao Elder packed all the Spirit Stones away and retrieved the magic treasures and pills he had given away before finally handing the storage bag over to Xu Feng. Throughout the entire process, he lost all face; with his head lowered, he felt as if he had signed an unequal treaty that humiliated his nation.
Xu Feng accepted the Spirit Stones and said, "If I had known you would have to compensate me, why bother causing trouble?"
Just as Zhao Elder returned halfway, he staggered and nearly fainted.
Xu Feng put away the Five Element Needle Technique and Ultraman No. 1, walking back with great satisfaction.
"Please wait a moment." Qiao Li, steady as a rock, spoke up, startling everyone present. "Join our Purple Cloud Sect. As long as you are willing, this position of Vice Sect Master will be yours."
Everyone thought Qiao Li was going to cause trouble for Xu Feng, but unexpectedly, he was inviting Xu Feng to join the Purple Cloud Sect. Not only that, but he even arranged for Xu Feng's future development as the Vice Sect Master of the Purple Cloud Sect.
Xu Feng defeated Zhao Elder, who was at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul, with his Golden Core Stage cultivation. This was undoubtedly a legend; even a blind person could see Xu Feng's immense power.
This was a talent!
For this talent, Qiao Li was willing to overlook that Xu Feng had killed eight members of the Purple Cloud Sect, and even offered up his own position as Vice Sect Master. With his cultivation at the Divine Separation Stage, he invited the Golden Core Stage Xu Feng to join the Purple Cloud Sect. Such treatment and sincerity would move anyone to tears; even a stone would be touched enough to turn into bread.
Zhao Elder was so shocked that he forgot to walk, standing there with his mouth agape enough to fit an egg. If this kid becomes our Vice Sect Master, how will I have a good life?
Both Yang Wei and Yang She had dark expressions on their faces. They were originally strong contenders for the position of Vice Sect Master, but unexpectedly, with just one sentence from Qiao Li, their dreams were shattered.
Seeing that Xu Feng had stopped, Consort Zhu Lin could no longer sit still. Fang Youxin called out loudly: "Xu Feng, I can't make any promises to you, but what you did for Consort Zhu Lin today, I will tell my master. My master has always valued talent and will not let you down."
Both sides showed their intentions to win over Xu Feng. In comparison, the Purple Cloud Sect appeared more sincere and offered better conditions—being the Vice Sect Master, second only to one person. What could be better than this?
The offer from the Purple Cloud Sect naturally stemmed from their recognition of Xu Feng's potential. For a sect like theirs, wanting to develop inevitably required more outstanding talents to join; otherwise, they would forever be stuck scraping by in places like Explorer Town.
There was no doubt that Xu Feng was a worthy investment, and Qiao Li had truly put in great effort for the sake of the Purple Cloud Sect.
Xu Feng looked at Qiao Li and said, "I will not join the Purple Cloud Sect."
Fang Youxin let out a sigh of relief, but still felt anxious, fearing that Xu Feng would also say he wouldn't join Consort Zhu Lin.
Qiao Li fell silent. He wanted to recruit Xu Feng despite their past grievances, but he was unable to keep him.
"Since that's the case, then you shouldn't leave." Qiao Li suddenly reached out. Sitting far away, Sky's spiritual energy surged and formed a large purple hand about ten feet wide. With a gentle press from Qiao Li, Sky's hand came crashing down towards the unsuspecting Xu Feng, as if swatting a mosquito.
"Purple Hand Seal!"
Fang Youxin did not expect Qiao Li to turn hostile so quickly. Without warning, he suddenly attacked. As Sky's spiritual energy transformed, Fang Youxin swiftly condensed a Spirit Shield in his hands. When Qiao Li made his move, Fang Youxin's Spirit Shield flew towards Xu Feng's head.
Qiao Li and Fang Youxin were about a hundred meters apart, with Xu Feng positioned between them. Although Fang Youxin was prepared, he was ultimately too passive and acted a moment too late.
Instinctively, Xu Feng raised his hands to protect his head. When Qiao Li's Purple Hand Seal struck down, Xu Feng's arms snapped loudly as they broke into eight pieces. The immense pressure knocked Xu Feng to the ground, leaving him dizzy and unconscious.
In the instant he lost consciousness, he vaguely saw a wall of light sweep by, dispersing the descending purple hand.
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