I Have A Cultivation World

“Although I’ve crippled my cultivation level this time, if I slay Chen Mobai, I can then use the academy’s elixirs to heal my wounds. Perhaps this will allow me to break through the bottleneck to complete the Foundation Establishment.”

“I guess it’s a blessing in disguise.”

With these thoughts, the depression accumulated in Sima Xingyu’s heart due to his self-crippling cultivation dissipated.

The pair of sword-like eyes under his brow became resolute, overflowing with a torrent of sword intent that was about to burst out from his body, urgently needing an opponent to vent.

“Prepare to die, Chen Mobai!”

Soon, the fog in front of him cleared, and the opponent arranged long ago by Little Red Sky appeared in front of Sima Xingyu.

Then, his eyes widened in disbelief.

“Who are you?”

Chen Mobai widened his eyes, looking at the tall and thin young man with dark circles under his eyes in front of him. He clicked on his avatar, checked his information, and found he was merely at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment.

Where is the promised Sima Xingyu?

“Didn’t expect I would be matched against a Battle Law Victory from the Dance Tool Dao Academy. But according to your rules, should I receive your first sword strike before I reveal my name?”

The young man with dark circles looked at Chen Mobai. He didn’t expect this either and rubbed his hands a bit excitedly.

“I see.”

At this point, Chen Mobai finally understood why Che Yucheng was so confident and sure about letting him in to break the record.

The Pure Yang Academy side thought everything was settled, believing that as long as Sima Xingyu was guarding the final stage, no matter how many wins were accumulated before, in the end, there would only be one outcome – defeat.

But they did not expect that Gongye Zhixu might have already negotiated a deal with Che Yucheng in private, selling out the Pure Yang Academy early on.

However, one cannot blame Nangong Xuanyu too much. He underestimated the Gold Core cultivators standing at the top level of the immortal gate.

Even if he knew about it beforehand, he probably would be helpless to resist. After all, if Gongye Zhixu and Dance Tool Dao Academy joined forces to pressure, the Pure Yang academy still needed to give up the Primordial Yang Sword.

Yet, even facing such a scenario, at least they would go down fighting. Moreover, they would not let Chen Mobai easily break the record by continuously winning all the way.

Perhaps Sima Xingyu had already made an early appearance after a hundred consecutive victories, disregarding any shame.

Although the master of Little Red Sky was Gongye Zhixu, if the end result was to give up the Primordial Yang Sword, Nangong Xuanyu would undoubtedly fight to maintain at least the winning streak record of his own ancestor under the worst result.

Unfortunately, the reveal of this game arrangement only came to light at this stage.

As Chen Mobai was realizing how much more he needed to learn, he thought about Sima Xingyu, the formidable opponent he was supposed to face.

He wondered who Sima Xingyu was matched with now?

But regardless of the opponent, after the joint efforts of Che Yucheng and Gongye Zhixu, everything was already destined.

Even if Sima Xingyu hacked his opponent to pieces, it wouldn’t change the fact that he was about to break the Primordial Yang Ancestor’s winning streak in Little Red Sky.

At this moment, he finally remembered that someone was still in the magic duel against him.

“As the opponent in my record-breaking match, I will allow you to leave your name first.”

Upon hearing these words, the young man opposite with dark circles under his eyes solemnly performed an ancient etiquette, then stated his name.

“Graduate of the Imperial Medical Academy, Tian Wenguang, I seek guidance from the Battle Law Victory!”

After listening, Chen Mobai gently nodded.

Then, he widened his eyes again, scrutinizing the tall, thin, and seemingly depleted opponent in front of him, showing a face of understanding.

“Do you know me?”

Seeing the look on Chen Mobai’s face, Tian Wenguang was a bit surprised.

Although he was a graduate of the Imperial Medical Academy, had successfully cultivated to the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment, and served as an andrologist in a big hospital in a certain cave world, only people in a specific field knew him.

“I’ve heard about you.”

Naturally, Chen Mobai couldn’t mention that he had seen the post about special training method for the boundary spells that Tian Wenguang set up initially. If he said it out loud, it would probably embarrass the other party immensely.

“I know I’m not your opponent, but as a very meaningful battle, I still hope to give it my all to live up to the luck of being matched with you.”

After earnestly saying this, Tian Wenguang’s hands crossed, his spiritual power formed into surgical knives held in his palms, and he began to deploy his most formidable attack spell.

Chen Mobai knew that the person in front of him was a genius who managed to cultivate to the fifth level of the Foundation Establishment and matched him in Little Red Sky surely had a good winning rate.

It was probably to avoid the pressure of public opinion, so the opponent that was matched with him this time should be randomly selected as normally.

It’s good this way. If the opponent had just reached the Foundation Establishment stage, even if I broke the record, people would doubt its authenticity.

The five surgical knives emitting cold light are as fierce as five strands of sword qi.

Chen Mobai extended his five fingers, transforming the Heavenly Wood Spiritual Light into a light shield in front of him.

It was like stabbing into cotton, the five Spiritual Power surgical knives slowed down gradually after entering the Heavenly Wood Spiritual Light, eventually coming to a complete stop right in front of Chen Mobai’s eyes.

With a flick of his hand, the purple fire flickered, burning them to nothing.

At that moment, Tian Wenguang approached him from the right hand side, his right hand palm shining with a golden light and transforming into a longsword with a side slash.

“His speed is not bad, almost as fast as Dai Shiqing.”

Chen Mobai appraised internally, then extended his left sword finger, the Purple Fire Sword Light burst forth, clashing with Tian Wenguang’s golden longsword.

Crack!

The longsword in his palm shattered, and his whole body was sent flying backwards.

After two moves, Chen Mobai had already sized up his opponent’s strength.

While he might stand a chance against Dai Shiqing, compared to Lu Qiulong, he fell short of the mark. Had he crossed swords with him before he established his foundation, perhaps it would have been somewhat challenging.

But in his present eyes.

The man just seemed a bit weak.

With this in mind, Chen Mobai didn’t hold back anymore. To prevent further complications, he immediately applied his strongest method.

Through the amplification of the Sun Raising Technique, the Fire Spirit Body made the Qingyang Fire Seed blaze vehemently, transforming into a ball of Purple Green Flame, a dazzling Sword Light bursting forth from his palm.

He also had an ace up his sleeve.

In the Little Red Sky, items with physical forms can’t be projected, but the Qingyang Fire Seed, a pure earthly energy, could be represented perfectly.

Spells with huge side effects can be used unrestricted here, so Chen Mobai can use the “Flame Explosion Technique” to detonate the power of the Qingyang Fire Seed to set off the Red Flame Sword Jue.

This technique, even if it were to meet Sima Xingyu, he would probably be wounded if caught off guard.

But now it was used on Tian Wenguang.

The effect was much better than he had imagined.

With a swipe of the Sword Light, Tian Wenguang, who had constructed a seven to eight-layered golden light shield with his spirit power, was vaporized along with his projected form under the defense.

“Ding!”

The sound was automatically produced by the system after a victorious Magic Duel in the Little Red Sky.

After Chen Mobai broke the record, he felt emptied seeing the blank virtual field – nothing was left after it was swept by his Sword Light.

After all, his opponent was a bit weak.

The excitement of breaking the record diminished.

But, it still felt awesome!

Feeling the genuine satisfaction and accomplishment surging from deep within, Chen Mobai couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Everyone from the thirty six heavens and seventy two fortunate lands of the Immortal Sect watched as the young chief of the Dance Tool Dao Academy broke a two thousand year old record. Even though they predicted it, they were still greatly awed by the sight.

Could this be the start of a new legend?

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“Boss, did you help that kid block Sima Xingyu and the others? Does he know?”

Driving the car, Lin Yin saw Lan Haitian open his eyes and couldn’t help asking.

The screen in her car, plus her own mobile phone, captured the scene – Chen Mobai had broken the record of the Primal Yang Ancestor and Lan Haitian killed everyone daring to enter the Little Red Sky.

After the image of Chen Mobai’s match appeared, seeing that his opponent was not Sima Xingyu, Xiahou Weihuan, or any other Pure Yang Academy cultivators who have achieved Foundation Establishment, they went wild.

They spared no expense and sacrificed their cultivation levels to try to correct this error.

But Lan Haitian was waiting in front of them.

With each person from the Pure Yang Academy that entered, he slaughtered them, killing them in endless rounds until Xiahou Weihuan, Sima Xingyu, and the rest were driven to despair.

“Consider it returning a favor. Besides, sometimes when you volunteer, it becomes overly deliberate.”

Playing with the Star Concentrating Stone in his hand, Lan Haitian said with a smile.