Cultivation Starting from Full Talent-Chapter 510 - 508: A Battle of Life and Death, What Do You Think?

Chapter 510: Chapter 508: A Battle of Life and Death, What Do You Think?

Li Bin’s breath was long and steady; with a sweep of his sleeves and a solemn voice, he said, "Since ancient times, our lineage from Dragon King Mountain has revered the Hidden Dragon Sect of Dragon Head Peak as the utmost authority, and it has been thousands of years since our Ancestor established the Hidden Dragon Sect. However, due to various complications over the years, it split into three branches: the Hidden Dragon Sect, Wind Snow Tower, and Fish-Dragon Square. Now that Fish-Dragon Square has returned to the Hidden Dragon Sect, only Wind Snow Tower remains."

He took a deep breath, his gaze sharp as he said: "To prevent further bloodshed and casualties, I have decided to let the Saint Heir of Hidden Dragon Sect, Han Liang, and the Holy Daughter of Wind Snow Tower, Bai Feiyu, fight in a decisive duel. The loser must merge into the winner’s Sect. Only through this unification of the three branches can we ensure the prosperity and flourishing of our Dragon King Mountain lineage. I am aware that the severe measures I previously employed are subject to criticism, but this is a necessary sin for the greater glory that lasts through the ages. I have no other choice!"

"Ancestor!"

From a distance, Han Dinghai clasped his fists, his expression deeply moved: "We understand the Ancestor’s difficulties. The Hidden Dragon Sect will follow the Ancestor’s lead in all things. If today Han Liang truly loses to Bai Feiyu, our Hidden Dragon Sect will willingly merge into Wind Snow Tower, and from then on, Dragon King Mountain will only have Wind Snow Tower as its Sect!"

"Very well."

Li Bin nodded with a smile, then turned to look at the people from Wind Snow Tower and said: "Bai Ying, what about you?"

"Ancestor’s discerning eye is clear!"

Bai Ying gave a respectful curtsy and said with knitted brows: "Wind Snow Tower is willing to concede defeat and merge into the Hidden Dragon Sect if Feiyu indeed loses to Han Liang."

"Excellent!"

Li Bin rose into the air and said solemnly: "Since that is the case, prepare for the duel!"

"Yes, Ancestor!"

A group of Elders took their respective positions.

Around the duel arena, thousands of disciples from both the Hidden Dragon Sect and Wind Snow Tower held their breath in intense suspense. The upcoming battle was of utmost significance, leaving no retreat for either side.

"Shua~~~"

A figure soared into the sky, it was Bai Feiyu, clad in a white dress, holding a treasure sword, her stunning eyes gazed into the distance as she gracefully landed on one end of the dueling arena.

"Junior Sister Bai."

On the other side, Han Liang was calm and composed, with a single step crossing several meters to land on the opposite end of the arena, wielding the Immortal Dragon Blood Sword, he smiled and said: "Last time, I let Junior Sister Bai take the lead, and you won a round with the Divine Dream Sword Scripture. But this time, I will not hold back. When we fight, there’s no need for restraint, let us battle with all our might!"

"So be it."

Bai Feiyu’s expressive eyes held a faint determination, and even a hint of a death wish. Should she truly lose this battle, the Wind Snow Tower would be no more—something that Bai Feiyu could not accept.

Thus, Bai Feiyu would fight with all her might, but not so for Han Liang.

"Begin."

An Elder spoke gravely: "The supremacy between Hidden Dragon Sect and Wind Snow Tower will be decided in this battle!"

"Junior Sister, your brother will not show mercy!"

Han Liang twisted his figure and drew his sword swiftly, with a surge of Dragon Energy bursting forth. Unbeknownst when, he had integrated his sword technique with the True Dragon Treasure Technique. His sword light now contained intense Dragon Energy, no wonder he held such confidence. In an instant, myriad streaks of sword light rained down like a storm, aiming straight for Bai Feiyu.

Bai Feiyu stood still, her eyes slowly closing as her Sword intent surged, suddenly forming a spherical area around her. Accompanied by thunderous roars, the Golden Soul Wandering Dragon Flying Sword burst forth, scattering the oncoming Sword intent from Han Liang.

"Good!"

Han Liang roared, his handsome face growing fierce as he slammed down his palm, stirring huge swaths of Chaos Qi and a thick Dragon Tail lashing out brutally towards his opponent.

Bai Feiyu’s figure darted, and though her eyes were closed, she had a masterful grasp of every detail on the battlefield. Her movements resembled a beautifully fluttering butterfly, artfully dodging each assault. Following that, her sword slashed across, aiming for Han Liang’s neck.

The two exchanged moves in a rapid succession, dozens of exchanges passing in the blink of an eye.

...

In the stands, Han Dinghai was increasingly restless, a sharpness in his eyes.

This was not looking good; Han Liang had reached the Gold Core Late Stage ten years earlier than Bai Feiyu. During those years of diligent refinement, he had finally merged some of the Sword Dao with the True Dragon Treasure Techniques, confident that victory in this duel was assured. Yet unexpectedly, Bai Feiyu’s Divine Dream Sword Scripture had been cultivated to such a profound level.

In their exchange of moves, Bai Feiyu was by no means inferior!

"Ancestor."

Han Dinghai’s lips moved subtly, transmitting his voice: "Bai Feiyu’s strength is remarkable, and it seems Han Liang is not guaranteed victory. What should we do? Perhaps, Ancestor could lend a hand in secret..."

"Are you suggesting that I compromise my status and embarrass myself in public?"

Li Bin said indifferently.

"I... Disciple dares not..."

Han Dinghai’s face turned ashen as he said: "Disciple was merely... asking for Ancestor’s forgiveness. I did not mean that..."

"Hmph!"

Li Bin snorted coldly: "Even if Han Liang loses, it’s not a problem; I have my plans. There’s no need for you to worry unnecessarily."

"Yes, Ancestor!"

...

In the skies above the dueling arena, the fierce battle captivated the disciples from both Sects.

The abilities demonstrated by Han Liang and Bai Feiyu may seem ordinary to those in the Nascent Soul Stage, but to disciples below the Golden Core, they were like deities, and the profundity within each move was something most disciples could not even fathom.

However, after one hundred moves, neither side could gain the upper hand.

"Junior Sister!"

Han Liang was losing patience and mockingly said: "Do you really think with this you can win, Junior Sister?"

"You are overthinking, Senior Brother."

As Bai Feiyu continued to attack, she responded indifferently: "Feiyu is merely giving her all in battle, without leaving any regrets!"

"Good, you will have to be careful now, Junior Sister!"

Suddenly, Han Liang unleashed a series of desperate and extremely dangerous sword strikes, and at the moment when Bai Feiyu was struggling to defend, he burst into a Dragon Roar, causing Bai Feiyu’s face to turn deathly pale.

"You have lost!"

Han Liang thrust his sword forward, aiming straight for the opponent’s throat.

"Chi!"

Unexpectedly, the Golden Soul Wandering Dragon Flying Sword transformed into a streak of cold light that also swept toward Han Liang’s throat. Bai Feiyu made no attempt to dodge or avoid, seemingly prepared to trade lives with Han Liang.

"You!"

Han Liang was shocked and panicked. At the very last moment, he hastily withdrew his sword, but it was too late. Bai Feiyu’s sword sliced across his back, and as the Sword Qi passed through, blood splattered out.

"Liang’er!"

Han Dinghai was also shocked and appalled.

In the air, Bai Feiyu pressed the attack with several sword strikes, the sword light enveloping and forcefully throwing Han Liang out of the arena onto the stone slabs below, where he landed with shattered bones and a ceaseless flow of blood from his mouth.

"Bai Feiyu!"

Han Dinghai quickly flew over to protect him, shouting, "You have a ruthless heart!"

Bai Feiyu’s gaze remained indifferent.

"This..."

Several Elders of the Hidden Dragon Sect were dumbfounded.

"Fantastic!"

Bai Ying stood up, her beautiful face filled with joy: "Ancestor, in this case, Feiyu has won. Does this mean our Wind Snow Tower can now control Dragon King Mountain?"

"Yes."

Li Bin said indifferently: "From now on, the Hidden Dragon Sect and Wind Snow Tower will merge, renamed as Wind Snow Tower, but... there’s one thing I must say. The position of Sect Master in our Hidden Dragon Sect lineage has always been passed to males and not females. Therefore, even though the two sects are merging under the name Wind Snow Tower, Han Dinghai will remain the Sect Master. As for you, Bai Ying, make do with the role of Deputy Sect Master. How do you feel about that?"

"What?!"

Bai Ying was taken aback: "Ancestor! How can you do this?!"

"How?"

Li Bin looked at her indifferently, his eyes sharp as lightning: "Bai Ying, are you planning to openly defy this Ancestor?"

With that, Li Bin raised his hand, and with a "swoosh," a strand of Nascent Soul Power bound Bai Feiyu’s slender waist from a distance, mockingly saying, "If you dare utter half a word of disagreement, I’ll split your precious disciple in two. Don’t believe me? Just try."

"You..."

Bai Ying clenched her teeth, tears welling up in her eyes instantly.

The world is filled with injustices, but to be so egregiously bullied was another thing entirely.

In the air, Bai Feiyu was unable to move, her complexion deathly pale. Looking at the outwardly kind and benevolent Ancestor, she said sternly, "Ancestor, if you truly disdain Wind Snow Tower so much, then kill me... Bai Feiyu’s death is of no concern, but I refuse to live at the mercy of others!"

"Very well, I will grant you that wish!"

Li Bin’s fingers slowly closed, and the magical restraint became stronger, about to snap Bai Feiyu’s waist.

...

"Ugh..."

Bai Feiyu’s face turned ashen, knowing full well that death was inevitable.

But at that moment, a familiar voice sounded in her ear: "It seems that Fairy Bai has encountered trouble, does she need my assistance?"

"Ning... Seal Master Ning?!!"

A smile appeared on Bai Feiyu’s pretty face: "You... you’re not dead?!"

"Indeed."

Ning Daoran said: "If Fairy Bai needs my help to kill Li Bin, just give me a nod."

"Agreed!"

Bai Feiyu nodded quickly.

The next second, with a "swoosh," a streak of blood-red sword light suddenly arose from the void, instantly severing the strand of power that Li Bin had conjured. Then, a terrifying Spiritual pressure descended from the sky, suppressing all the Golden Core, Foundation Establishment, and Qi Refinement Cultivators present, including the Nascent Soul Early Stage Ancestor of the Li Family!

"Boom~~~"

Amid the thunderous noise, a figure surrounded by a tumultuous aura arrived. It was none other than Seal Master Ning, dressed in green robes, appearing indolently relaxed!

After days of refining essence Qi, his Nascent Soul had become completely full, and his entire demeanor had become even more transcendent.

With arms crossed over his chest, he carelessly looked over at the Li Family Ancestor, not yielding an inch in aura, even appearing slightly stronger.

"Seal Master Ning!"

On the viewing platform of Wind Snow Tower, Li Yinpeng’s eyes widened in disbelief, her heart filled with ecstasy; he was not dead after all, and he possessed the aura of a Nascent Soul!

"Seal Master Ning, you’re still alive!"

The Golden Core Elders of Wind Snow Tower were overjoyed, especially one Elder who considered himself close to Seal Master Ning, who slapped his thigh and said, "You really had us worried!"

"Thank you all for your concern."

Ning Daoran still kept his arms crossed, smiling: "It took me some time to stabilize my cultivation after reaching Nascent Soul, which worried you all. But it seems my emergence is not too late!"

"Seal Master Ning..."

Bai Ying looked at Ning Daoran’s figure, her tears almost falling with excitement.

"Hmph!"

Li Bin let out a sneer: "Seal Master Ning has just ascended to Nascent Soul and should cherish his own immortal path. Why plunge headfirst into the vortex of the Hidden Dragon Sect and Wind Snow Tower? Could it be that he’s so reckless with his life?"

"Enough."

Ning Daoran pointed behind him with one hand, saying solemnly, "Li Family old dog, there is a Golden Dawn Valley over there. Shall we go to Golden Dawn Valley to decide life or death? How about that?"