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"Not even a finger can compare?"
"Indeed, there is no comparison at all; the gap is too vast." Wei Chen speculated that in his prime, the Demon God should be able to match the Right Sage in a fair fight.
"Dugu, although my strength is lacking, dealing with you doesn't require me to lift a finger; you'll be finished. Do you believe that?" Wei Chen smirked arrogantly and said lightly.
Dugu Qiubai was furious, nearly ready to strike.
But he quickly calmed down, thinking to himself, "This guy is so arrogant; he must have some backing. I should see what tricks he has up his sleeve first."
With that thought, Dugu Qiubai sneered, "Show me some of your strength; otherwise, I won't take you seriously."
He was wary of the powerful hand that had brought him here—the Demon God, Wei Chen's father. Because of the Demon God, he had no choice but to assist Wei Chen in achieving his goal of destroying the Witch Clan. That was a deep imprint in his mind that could not be changed.
However, whether Wei Chen's strength could convince Dugu Qiubai to willingly help was crucial. If he helped willingly, the results would be much better; if he was reluctant to follow Wei Chen, it wouldn't yield much effect.
Thus, whether Wei Chen could earn Dugu Qiubai's respect was fundamental.
Wei Chen looked deeply at Dugu Qiubai and said, "My methods are not something you can resist. I don't want to act carelessly; otherwise, you'll be seriously injured."
"A joke! Perhaps in your Ancestral Realm you're a Peak Expert, but here in the Witch Clan's territory, you amount to nothing. Don't forget, this body of mine is a legitimate Witch Clan vessel. If we both practiced the same Witch Clan Secret Technique, your progress would never match mine." Dugu Qiubai was confident; his combat experience and swordsmanship, along with his Witch Clan physique and the Vajra Technique being well-suited for cultivation with a Witch Clan body, were all his advantages.
In his eyes, Wei Chen seemed as insignificant as an ant and posed no real threat to him.
"You are quite confident; let's give it a try. But don't say I didn't warn you—no matter how strong your swordsmanship or physique is, without sufficiently powerful Mental Strength, you won't withstand my attacks. My attacks are Mental Attack Techniques. You've only cultivated for a few decades in your Ancestral Realm; no matter how high your swordsmanship is, your cultivation time is simply too short for your Mental Strength to reach any significant level."
Upon hearing this, Dugu Qiubai was taken aback and asked in confusion, "Mental Strength? What is that?"
"Uh... You don't even know what Mental Strength is?" Wei Chen was utterly speechless. What kind of oddball was this fellow?
Little did he know that neither in Dugu Qiubai's memories nor in the Witch Clan's Yang Liao's memories was there any mention of Mental Strength.
In the Witch Clan, Mental Strength cultivation was not specifically highlighted. As one practiced over time, their Mental Strength would naturally increase. There were no dedicated Cultivation Methods for cultivating Mental Strength, nor were there any so-called Mental Attack Techniques. For someone of the caliber of the Right Sage, their Mental Strength was incredibly powerful; they could easily use it against enemies, conjuring whatever they wished without concern for form.
Dugu Qiubai shook his head and said, "I don't know. Mental Strength should be a kind of thought in the brain; how could it possibly be used to attack?"
"It can indeed be considered a kind of thought, but when that thought becomes very intense, it can produce an attacking effect," Wei Chen replied calmly.
Dugu Qiubai pondered for a moment and said seriously, "Regardless, as long as you can defeat me, I will acknowledge you. Otherwise, don't expect me to help you with anything. If that strong individual truly is your father, I don't care. I, Sword Demon Dugu Qiubai, only believe in the strong."
"Heh heh, then are you ready?"
Wei Chen thought to himself that this fellow wouldn't shed tears until he saw the coffin; it was time for him to experience some hardship to avoid future trouble.
Destruction of the World Thirteen Swords, First Sword, Opening Mountain Sword!
Wei Chen silently summoned the Opening Mountain Sword in his heart. Its power was not particularly strong, and its speed was quite slow. He intentionally slowed it down; if he had unleashed it at full speed, Dugu Qiubai would undoubtedly be unable to withstand it.
However, what Wei Chen considered slow was still extremely fast in Dugu Qiubai's eyes.
In almost just two breaths' time, a surge of vigorous Mental Strength transformed into a sword aura, crashing into Dugu Qiubai's mind with the force of a thunderous assault capable of toppling cities.
Dugu Qiubai felt the surge of Mental Strength sword energy entering him, but he couldn't find any way to resist it. He could only let that Mental Strength sword energy crash into his Sea of Consciousness.
In an instant, Dugu Qiubai felt as if the ground was splitting beneath him, and his head was about to explode from the pain.
That pain lasted for four or five breaths.
For a master, that amount of time could be fatal.
During those four or five breaths, Dugu Qiubai was completely in a daze, vulnerable to being killed without any ability to fight back.
At that moment, Dugu Qiubai was drenched in sweat, clutching his head, looking at Wei Chen with a pained expression. "What kind of sorcery is this?"
"Heh heh, in the Vast World, there are wonders beyond imagination and all sorts of techniques. You've only lived for a few decades; your experience is simply too limited. I've only been around for a few thousand years, while my friend Shaohou has been at his peak for millions of years. Shouldn't you show some respect towards us?"
Wei Chen looked at Dugu Qiubai with an indifferent expression, but that indifference was actually the greatest contempt for him.
After a pause, he continued, "In our eyes, you are just a frog at the bottom of a well. Do you understand? You are too arrogant. You must realize that your swordsmanship is not omnipotent; killing enemies is the true path. If I had wanted to kill you just now, would you still be alive? Let me tell you, that Mental Strength sword energy from earlier was merely a basic attack method. I have even stronger Mental Attack sword energy; just one strike would be unbearable for you. You could even end up as a cripple with your Sea of Consciousness exploding."
"Dugu Qiubai, although your name sounds impressive, I think it's better if you just go by Dugu for now. Wait until your combat power can truly match the invincible before adding those two characters back; otherwise, that title will only make you a laughingstock."
Wei Chen mercilessly mocked Dugu Qiubai, and those ironclad truths struck him like a wake-up call, gradually quieting him down.
His arrogance finally began to retract.
Dugu Qiubai's gaze dimmed; he couldn't comprehend that peculiar method of attack and couldn't imagine what it meant to cultivate for millions of years. He had thought that Shaohou and Dongfang Ming were just boasting, but who would have thought it was all true!
“Vast World, it truly is Vast World! The time I’ve spent cultivating is simply too short; the gap between me and them is not something to be taken lightly.”
“Since that’s the case, I should hold back my brilliance and remain hidden for a while. Once I reach an invincible level of cultivation, it won’t be too late to strike down below.”
Dugu realized this. With his brilliance fully displayed, he was rendered completely dull under Wei Chen’s one move, Mental Strength.
But Wei Chen knew deeply that the person before him was not genuinely calm; it was merely a temporary measure. The one chosen by the Demon God to eradicate the people of the Witch Clan could hardly be a good person. Given enough time, he would surely make a comeback.
“Dugu, have you thought it through?” Wei Chen asked with a smile, looking at Dugu lightly.
Dugu nodded and then shook his head, saying, “However, you’d better ensure that you can keep suppressing me. Once I cultivate to a level stronger than yours, I might not necessarily listen to you.”
“Haha, that sounds good, but in my opinion, you won’t have that chance,” Wei Chen replied calmly.
“Opportunities must be seized; who can say for sure? Even now, if I take you by surprise when you’re not paying attention, you could still die,” Dugu said.
Wei Chen looked at Dugu with disdain and said, “You can certainly try. My Mental Strength has formed a defense around me. Unless your Mental Strength realm surpasses mine, you won’t have the chance to approach me quietly. How could your sword energy possibly be faster than my Mental Strength sword energy?”
Wei Chen was confident—absolutely confident.
Even if he felt uncertain inside, facing Dugu Qiubai, he had to exude confidence—unconditional confidence. Displaying such confidence could confuse Dugu, keeping that still unconvinced inner self in check.
As the two exited the room, Shaohou and Dongfang Ming were puzzled. They noticed that the young master of the Yang Family was actually following closely behind Wei Chen, looking dispirited…
Could it be that Wei Chen had subdued the Yang Family Young Master?
"Shaohou," he hurriedly transmitted, "what's going on?"
"He is already my subordinate," Wei Chen replied through the transmission, leaving Shaohou in shock.
Dongfang Ming could hardly contain his astonishment as he stared at Wei Chen, realizing that from the order in which they exited the room and Dugu's expression, it was clear that the Yang Family Young Master had already become like one of Wei Chen's followers.
The feeling was strange; it was as if something that should never happen had indeed occurred. It was akin to waking up one day to find oneself transformed into an unparalleled powerhouse.
Soon after, Dugu naturally invited Wei Chen and his companions to be guests. Wei Chen thought that since there was nothing pressing back at Right Holy Academy, it would be nice to stay in Mirror Lake Town for a while. At least in Mirror Lake Town, with Dugu's protection, there would be food and drink, which was far better than "starving" at Right Holy Academy.
As night fell, Wei Chen floated above Mirror Lake, quietly practicing the Stellar Technique.
Divine Power held little use on Witch Clan's continent and was scarce; every bit used was one less to draw upon. However, Stellar Power and Solar Power could be continuously supplied. As Wei Chen adapted to the Witch Clan's continent, his practice of the Stellar Technique gradually fell into a proper rhythm.
The cultivation method of the Stellar Technique determined its endless nature; as long as he continued to absorb Stellar Power and Solar Power, they would accumulate in his Dantian. Thanks to the effects brought by the Witch Clan bloodline and the Demon God Bloodline, the fusion of Stellar Power and Solar Power allowed Wei Chen to absorb these two forces, which were universally present across all worlds, without limit.
Wei Chen wondered what would happen if this continued indefinitely. Could it be that his Dantian would never fill up?
"Perhaps my Dantian will form its own system, creating a vast universe?"
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