Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery-Chapter 342 - 331 I Am the Victim_1
342: Chapter 331 I Am the Victim_1
342 -331 I Am the Victim_1
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The Peacock Demon King with eyes wide in anger stiffened.
He went limp, plummeting toward the ground.
Halfway down, his figure blurred, the human form swelling, shifting, with colors flowing about, revealing the brilliant splendor of a giant peacock.
The bird was seven to eight zhang long, its body curving with elegant and extravagant beauty, sparkling with spiritual light.
Behind it were five long tail feathers—red, yellow, blue, gold, and green, three to four zhang each, fluffy and interlinked in breath, seemingly forming a single entity.
In the sky, a hundred sonorous peacock feathers suddenly lost their spiritual light.
Despite their potent inertia, capable of piercing metal and stone, they surrounded a youth in blue clothes, easily penetrating the shields of foundation-building cultivators.
“How beautiful, he must be a male peacock, right?”
“That’s wrong, the male peacock is naturally much more beautiful than the female.”
Jiang Ding then had a second thought and chuckled to himself.
As a hundred peacock feathers were about to land on him, he casually waved his hand as if brushing away dust, releasing a light blue Sword Qi that slashed the many peacock feathers into disarray.
The feathers, once scattered, were gathered and taken away for destruction.
The peacock body, about to hit the ground, paused and then floated up, hovering in front of him, as the five-colored spiritual light spread over hundreds of meters.
The claw that had fallen and pierced the huge blue stone was pulled back by Divine Sense, fitting back into place on the wrist it came from, seamlessly joined together.
“Not bad, these five feathers could be crafted into fine artifacts, though they are of little use to me.”
Jiang Ding’s gaze lingered on the five tail feathers known as “Floating Feathers” at the back of the peacock, and he asked with a smile, “Don’t you agree, King Kong Que?”
Boom!
A bloody hole burst from the belly of the giant peacock, and a Demon Pill with five-colored hues, with a thumb-sized half-transparent phantom of a peacock hovering above it, tried to escape in panic.
“Sword Boy, spare my life!”
“You cannot kill me!”
Kong Que pleaded in terror, “The Qiyu Sect is at war with Demon Country; if you kill me, they surely won’t rest until they retaliate, and might even ally with Xuetu Hall to besiege Qiyu Sect.
The destruction of Qiyu Sect is certain!”
“I know I was wrong; I’m willing to hand over my Storage Bag and also offer the spirit stones and Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures that have been amassed in Demon Country for over seven hundred years!”
“Please consider the bigger picture, Sword Boy.”
He begged.
“I can’t kill you?”
Jiang Ding chuckled, “Then why did you come to kill me?
Am I not part of the bigger picture?”
“It’s not the same…”
The Peacock Demon King’s soul faltered for words.
Boom!
Array-patterned lines, like those assisted by a magnetic field, expanded in all directions, as the Azure Flying Sword vanished with an explosive sound and reappeared to land on the Demon Pill.
“I don’t believe your Divine Soul has reached the level of a Golden Pill!”
Screech!
The Peacock Demon King’s expression of pitiful begging changed as he screeched harshly, baring a ruthless streak as the majority of his Divine Soul energy transformed into spikes, fiercely plunging toward the head of the youth in blue clothes.
“Ahh!”
The Peacock Demon King screamed.
As soon as his Divine Soul touched the sea of consciousness of his enemy, it was like crashing into a blazing azure sun, hot and sharp, with the formidable power of the Elimination Method surging forward, instantly burning away the force of the invading Divine Soul.
The tiny peacock Divine Soul, thin as a thread, saw its energy plummet to a point where it barely could sustain a foundation-building state.
Whoosh!
The Azure Flying Sword descended but did not cleave the Divine Soul and Demon Pill in two.
Instead, it emitted faint trails of moon-white Sword Qi, one after another, gently attaching to the thumb-sized peacock Divine Soul.
“I…
I really want to sleep…”
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King Kong Que’s pupils reflected a look of confusion, his consciousness blurred, his eyelids struggled several times before closing.
“That should do.”
Jiang Ding casually gestured and the Peacock Demon Kong Que’s Divine Soul, along with the Demon Pill, fell into his hand, his expression serene as he lay in a deep slumber.
Jiang Ding shook his head, “You really thought you hid yourself well, didn’t you?
If I didn’t need to gather information on the Demon Country, I could have eradicated you with one sword strike, destroying both your Demon Pill and Divine Soul.”
“That said, the Core Formation Secret Technique of the Dari Swordsman seems to be derived from the Demon Pill, a natural phenomenon among the Demon Race.
It’s worth studying more when I have the time.”
“The traces of battle around here need some cleaning up.”
Jiang Ding surveyed the area and approached a huge bluestone on the ground that had been pierced through by demon claws.
With a wave of his hand, the bluestone turned into crumb powder and scattered with the wind.
He closed his eyes and sensed for a moment.
“There are still remnants of Qi, Sword Qi, Demon Qi, and even some remnants of Divine Soul power.”
Jiang Ding furrowed his brows, “These years I seem to have forgotten to learn a set of Superly Dharma, what I know now is somewhat mismatched.”
“No, I haven’t learned any magic other than escape techniques and everyday living spells—I don’t have anything that matches.”
“I’ll learn a set when I get back to the library, and ask Immortal Dinghai for advice.”
“For now…”
After much contemplation, he finally came up with a method that could just barely do the trick.
In his hand appeared an Azure Flying Sword, about a foot long, which he gently stroked for a moment.
Pure golden array patterns emerged, their aura diffusing outward as the fearsome breath of Breaking Law, Elimination Method, and prohibition flashed by, covering a radius of ten kilometers.
Within this range, all traces of extraordinary things, the breath of Sword Qi, Divine Soul, magic, and even the cultivators’ Qi, disappeared completely, leaving the area immaculately clean.
It was as if one had returned to the primordial moment just before the birth of all things when no living creature had yet set foot here.
“Let’s leave it at that.”
Jiang Ding stored the Taiqing Flying Sword into his sleeve, his body turning into Transparent Haze and vanishing from sight.
A few breaths later, he arrived at a place where some Azure Ice Crystal powder was scattered, mixed with a lot of dark brown earth.
He waved his hand to gather them and then proceeded in the same fashion.
He collected an Artifact—the Flame Twin Dragon Scissors—with a missing piece, along with a Storage Bag.
“This person must have been a pauper.
The Storage Bag isn’t interesting, but this Artifact is still valuable.”
Jiang Ding shook his head.
The belongings of a newly promoted Golden Pill Monk were not much different from those of Foundation-building cultivators, hardly exciting enough to pique his interest, so he put them away carelessly.
“This Artifact should belong to the Qiyu Sect.
Should I return it or not?”
He mused to himself for a moment.
“Return hell.”
“I once promised to kill Zhou Kunlong for the Qiyu Sect and to eradicate an enemy Golden Pill Early Stage for them.
Now, it’s gone—not because I hunted him down, captured him, and caused the Qiyu Sect the loss of a Golden Pill Monk.”
“He was the one chasing after me.”
“I’m the victim!”
Jiang Ding’s gaze turned cold.
He harbored some suspicions that the two Golden Pill Monks of the Qiyu Sect might have intentionally turned a blind eye, siding completely with Zhou Kunlong.
After all, Zhou Kunlong was someone they had seen grow up, on whom they had deep emotional ties.
After his advancement to False Dan, the bond of interests and emotions became even more solid.
Compared to the purely interest-based and calculated relationship with me, a preference on their part was almost inevitable.
And with two living Golden Pill Monks gone without so much as a warning transmission, it was far too unreasonable.
“Forget it.
Ignorance is bliss sometimes.”
“In this Cultivation World, it’s hard to find a completely trustworthy partner—there may not even be one, so let it be.”
Jiang Ding shook his head, deciding not to delve deeper into this matter.
He cleaned up the traces and Aura of this place, then his formless Escape Light flew towards the distance, swiftly leaving the area.
