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Chapter 347: Chapter 8: Huifeng Valley_3
Better save another trip!
With this thought in mind, the middle-aged round-faced cultivator rapidly closed in.
However, his expression changed drastically in an instant.
Before his astonished gaze,
The foundation establishment cultivator at the early stage who deliberately hid his features released another common Class II wood-style spell in the blink of an eye.
It appeared equally ordinary.
Yet, this wood-style spell ingeniously utilized the irrigation and nourishment of water-style mana, sprouting traces of green in the rolling waves before instantaneously rooting and growing into robust vines of unparalleled flexibility. These vines whipped the sphere-shaped magic tool flying towards it, flinging it away!
Blocking the blow with a single strike, the man quickly escaped to the periphery of the airspace restriction.
"Such pure mana! Such abundant mana!"
In the moment the magic tool and spell collided, the middle-aged round-faced cultivator came to a shocking realization.
He immediately recognized that the ostensibly unremarkable early stage foundation establishment cultivator was far stronger than he had imagined.
This man conceals his cultivation base!
He's definitely not at the foundation establishment's early stage, but at least the same as my late-stage!
"He thwarted my Wind Breaking Pearl using just two Class II common spells… his mastery of the Five Elements Spells is so splendid."
"Who is he? I don't remember anyone like him in the three major sects."
"His aura is unfamiliar too, could he be a rogue cultivator from outside?"
Numerous thoughts flashed through the round-faced middle-aged cultivator's mind.
At the same time, he became more alert.
"This man's cultivation base is no less than mine, but luckily when the valley master returned from the Wei State, he gave me a set of treasures. I can take him down in three moves!"
The eyes of the round-faced middle-aged cultivator were filled with confidence and excitement.
A smile of imminent triumph over a fierce opponent floated on his face.
Without any hesitation, he swiftly summoned eight other sphere-shaped magic tools identical to the Wind Breaking Pearl from his sleeve, rotating them rapidly until they faintly formed a formation.
As if lifting a heavy pocket of space, they roared and dove towards Wang Ba.
Meanwhile, Wang Ba, who was running away, sighed as he felt the aura of the magic tools behind him.
The next moment, he turned around without any hesitation and quickly released nine Class II spells…
Taking into account the mana accumulated from the two Class II spells he had cast earlier,
He quickly formed two Five Elements combined spells, starting with a water-style spell and ending with a water-style spell.
The round-faced, middle-aged cultivator who was activating his nine sphere magic tools never expected Wang Ba to retaliate.
However, he was more elated than shocked.
"You've got guts! But you're underestimating my Nine Pearls Formation…I swear…!!"
But just in a fleeting moment, the ostensibly uninspiring spells in his opponent's hand overlapped and underwent a drastic transformation like a metamorphosis, quickly incarnating into a vivid azure water dragon that collided relentlessly towards him!
Caught unprepared, the round-faced, middle-aged cultivator did not think twice and immediately clashed his nine sphere-shaped magic tools against it.
However, the moment they collided, the cultivator felt his mana draining at an alarming rate!
In a blink of an eye, his mana was nearly depleted!
Soon, the nine sphere-shaped magic tools were dispersed by the water dragon after losing mana support.
With his mana running out and the water dragon growing ferociously,
In desperation, the round-faced middle-aged cultivator couldn't help but shut his eyes.
However, the anticipated agony did not occur.
He opened his eyes in a daze.
Only to witness the water dragon whistle past him, transforming into a cloud of mist in mid-air, obscuring the sky around him.
In his bewilderment, a trace of violent crimson flashed unnoticeably in his eyes.
Chapter 348: Chapter 9 List_1
"Senior Brother Feng!"
"Uncle Master!"
Mist rained down slowly through the sky.
The oncoming disciples of Huifeng Valley were forced to rush by foot due to the usage of the second Sky-Blocking Talisman. They arrived just in time.
They saw the middle-aged cultivator with a round face standing alone in mid-air, looking stunned. There were no other cultivators around him.
All the cultivators were immediately filled with suspicion.
The middle-aged cultivator seemed to awaken from his trance and waved his hand.
The cultivators felt a release, as if the invisible pressure on them had instantly dissipated.
"Senior Brother Feng, where is that Rogue Cultivator?"
The long-faced cultivator took the initiative to fly up and asked.
"He's gone."
The middle-aged cultivator with a round face looked serious. He shook his head slightly upon hearing the long-faced cultivator's words:
"This person may not be a Rogue Cultivator. During our fight, if he were not in a hurry to leave, I probably wouldn't have been his match. His powerful abilities and brilliant spells, even in the three great Sects, I'm afraid only a few could surpass him."
"What?!"
The long-faced cultivator was shocked.
This Senior Brother Feng was already amongst the top ranks under the five Golden Core cultivators of the Huifeng Valley.
If he dared say that, then he must have been almost certain.
The long-faced cultivator instantly appeared alert and thoughtful:
"At this sensitive moment when a Class II alchemist from the Baidan Society has gone missing, this person has mysteriously appeared nearby, could he be…"
But to his surprise, the cultivator named Feng immediately denied his speculation:
"This person's aura is foreign, and he possesses astonishing power. He's most likely just passing by and happened to encounter us."
"Besides, if he really was the culprit, he wouldn't dare to blatantly expose himself under our watch."
"That seems plausible."
The long-faced cultivator pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement. He then proposed:
"Let's report this matter to the Elders then continue with our interrogation. These Rogue Cultivators can be very cunning. The disciples conducting the interrogation must be thorough."
Yet, to the long-faced cultivator's surprise, the cultivator named Feng waved his hand and said:
"There's no need for that, we don't need to disturb the Elders over a stranger."
"But this person is, after all…"
The long-faced cultivator looked hesitant.
Seeing this, the cultivator named Feng's face became slightly stern. He looked at the long-faced cultivator with icy eyes:
"Is Junior Brother Yin trying to tell me how to do my job?"
The long-faced cultivator's heart tightened. He quickly bowed and said:
"I dare not. It was presumptuous of me."
Only then did the cultivator named Feng withdraw his gaze.
He immediately swept his sleeves and flew towards the gathering place of the Rogue Cultivators, riding his Magic Tool.
The group followed closely behind.
In a short while, they saw the young disciple who was earlier chased away by the burly cultivator. The handsome face of the young disciple was full of fawning smiles, as he came up from below:
"Uncle Master, those Rogue Cultivators have confessed. They revealed a few places where the Rogue Cultivators often gather…"
The cultivator named Feng glanced at him indifferently, his face unreadable.
But the young disciple did not mind. He knew very well the temperaments of these uncles. Junior Brother Yin was stern, Uncle Master Feng was arrogant and ruthless.
"Take us there."
Seeing that the cultivator named Feng remained silent, the long-faced cultivator whispered at once.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The young disciple immediately led the way.
The surrounding Rogue Cultivators stood on both sides, their eyes were veiled and filled with resentment as they stared at the young disciple.
The young disciple sensed the glares around him, but he was not scared. Instead, he returned the glares with a sneer.
These vermin from the gutter, no matter how powerful, once the uncles from the Sect arrive, they immediately become like powerless dogs, easily defeated.
They were not as spirited as the burly cultivator just now.
However, when he thought of the burly cultivator, the young disciple felt a surge of resentment and anger in his heart.
That damned Rogue Cultivator had made him lose face in front of his uncles and peers!
If it were not for the fact that he died shortly after being injured by Junior Brother Yin, he would have wanted to torture him.
But thinking about the rogue cultivator's tender companion, and her tear-streaked face, a vile lust started a fire within the young disciple.
"Not now, later when we are finished…"
He suppressed his impatience.
Soon, the group arrived at a Rogue Cultivator house that had been temporarily converted into an interrogation point.
The original owner of this house must have given much thought to it. Hanging from the eaves of the house were chains of small bells, which chimed pleasantly like wind chimes whenever someone approached due to the small spell attached to them.
As the cultivator named Feng and the others approached the building, accompanied by the pleasant tinkling of the bells, came cries of agony from within.
The face of the long-faced cultivator darkened as he coldly glanced at the young disciple.
Although the cultivation methods of Huifeng Valley weren't particular about good and evil, they always claimed to be a righteous sect.
This conduct unnecessarily tarnished Huifeng Valley's reputation.
The young disciple, busy ingratiating himself with the cultivator named Feng, didn't see this predicament at all and excitedly pushed open the door.
The cultivator named Feng entered with a cold face.
What met his eyes was an extremely gory sight.
The cultivators pointed out earlier now had their limbs separated, even their fingers removed one by one.
However, due to the vitality of the cultivators, even with only half of their bodies left and their vital points unharmed, their senses were clearer than ever.