plumnovel Chapter 132 The Bearded Man Joins the Faction
Chapter 132 The Bearded Man Joins the Faction
The bearded man's expression shifted between light and dark as countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
If what Qing Sanyang said is true, then his mustache is indeed excellent "material".
Body-refining cultivators are already rare, and those who can reach the Nascent Soul stage are even rarer.
He had cultivated the "Heavenly Demon Art" for hundreds of years, and his physical strength ranked among the top in the Chaotic Star Sea.
If he were to be targeted by a demonic tycoon like the Six Paths Supreme Saint, and refined into a corpse puppet...
Thinking of this, the bearded man broke out in a cold sweat.
Why are you telling me all this?
The bearded man looked at Qing Sanyang.
They didn't have any friendship at all. On the contrary, they had a grudge against each other because of the "Heavenly Demon Art".
"It's very simple. Join my Qingyang Sect, and you'll be safe and sound."
Qing Sanyang smiled slightly.
"What? Join your Qingyang Sect?"
"Alright, you old devil Sanyang! You've been waiting for me here, haven't you?"
His mustache was so bushy that it stood on end.
"Qingyang Sect will offer you protection. If the Six Paths Supreme Saint dares to come, I will personally intervene. How about it? Want to join?"
Qing Sanyang extended the invitation in a calm tone.
"You? You're only at the mid-Nascent Soul stage. What makes you think you can stop a Six Paths Supreme Saint? Even if the two of us join forces, we probably won't last more than a few rounds against him."
Manhuzi believed that Qing Sanyang was trying to trick him into joining the Qingyang Sect.
"Hahaha, who told you I'm at the mid-Nascent Soul stage?"
Qing Sanyang no longer suppressed his cultivation.
Suddenly, the restrained aura emanating from him changed!
boom--!
An overwhelming pressure erupted from his body, instantly enveloping the bearded man.
The bearded man's pupils contracted sharply, and the golden scales on his face involuntarily stood on end.
"Nanjing...late stage?!"
His voice trembled with disbelief.
This oppressive aura, this immense surge of magical power.
The terrifying feeling of suffocation! Definitely late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
"how?"
Qing Sanyang stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering even without wind.
"Old Ghost Sanyang, when...when did you break through?!"
The bearded man struggled to speak, cold sweat beading on his forehead.
He had cultivated for hundreds of years and considered himself a figure of some importance in the Chaotic Star Sea, but now, facing the oppressive aura of Qing Sanyang, he felt utterly hopeless.
The difference in strength between the mid-stage and late-stage Nascent Soul realms is like heaven and earth.
Unless you possess numerous magical treasures, or even legendary heaven-reaching magical artifacts.
"It's only been a short time since the breakthrough."
Qing Sanyang said calmly.
His imposing aura still enveloped his beard.
Upon seeing that Qing Sanyang was a genuine late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, Manhuzi felt not only shock but also a hint of resentment.
"Old Demon Sanyang, if you want me to join you, defeat me first! Otherwise, I, Man, will not submit to you!"
The bearded man unleashed the Heaven-Supporting Demonic Art to its fullest extent, transforming into a gigantic golden figure, and charged towards Qing Sanyang.
"You barbarian."
Qing Sanyang understood Manhuzi's temperament. This old fellow knew he wouldn't kill him, which was why he dared to test the difference between Yuanzhong and Yuanhou.
Seeing the bearded man's large, fan-like hand coming down, Qing Sanyang's figure transformed into lightning, instantly disappearing behind the bearded man.
His natal magic weapon, the Purple Heaven Crimson Thunder Spear, appeared in his hand.
"Let me test just how tough this so-called strongest defensive magic in the Chaotic Star Sea really is."
With a powerful throw, Qing Sanyang's thunder spear pierced through the giant golden man with the barbarian beard in the blink of an eye.
As the giant golden figure crumbled, the bearded man staggered out.
He was holding an eighth-level Thunder Whale's lightning-absorbing bead in his hand, clearing away the rampant blue lightning from his body.
In just one exchange, the bearded man was defeated.
"The Lightning Absorbing Pearl? A rare and innate treasure condensed within the body of the transformed lightning whale. So you were in seclusion in your cave, refining this thing."
Qing Sanyang just used Qing Lei, not Hei Lei.
The Lightning Absorbing Pearl has an extremely strong restraining effect on ordinary Nascent Soul level lightning techniques. It can instantly absorb most of the power of lightning techniques and can also temporarily convert some of the lightning power for its own use.
However, this item has a limit to its absorption capacity and cannot absorb lightning indefinitely.
"Hiss, lightning magic at the late Nascent Soul stage, truly powerful."
The bearded man had a very deep wound on his chest. After the remaining blue lightning was cleared away with the lightning-absorbing pearl, it began to slowly wriggle and heal.
"Your 'Heavenly Demon Art' is quite well-practiced. Being able to withstand one of my spear strikes is enough to allow you to escape from the hands of the Six Paths Supreme Saint."
Qing Sanyang agreed.
"..."
The bearded man remained silent.
After all these years of cultivating his body, all he's good for is running away?
Although I was very angry, I couldn't refute it.
That attack just now was definitely not Qing Sanyang's full strength.
Although he possessed the Lightning Absorbing Pearl, he could only endure being beaten and forced to run away.
"You old devil, you've been hiding it really well."
Throughout the Chaotic Star Sea, everyone thought that Qingyang Sect only had one Nascent Soul stage cultivator in charge, but little did they know that their true trump card had already exceeded the imagination of the world.
"If a Six Paths Supreme Saint comes looking for trouble with me, and you can stop him, then I'll join the Qingyang Sect."
"It's a humming voice," the bearded man said.
"Hehe, if the Six Paths Supreme Saint dares to cause trouble for my Qingyang Sect, I will make sure he never leaves alive."
Qing Sanyang chuckled lightly, his eyes filled with arrogance.
"Fellow Daoist Sanyang, the Six Paths Supreme Saint is, after all, the number one demonic figure in the Chaotic Star Sea. You should stop talking big."
Barbarian Beard did not believe that Qing Sanyang could defeat the Six Paths Supreme Saint.
Barbarian Beard did not believe that Qing Sanyang could defeat the Six Paths Supreme Saint.
After all, one is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator who has been at the peak for many years, while the other has only recently advanced to that stage.
"The number one demonic cultivator in the Chaotic Star Sea? Heh, in the end, he's just a Yuan Hou cultivator who advanced in his early years."
Qing Sanyang withdrew his oppressive aura and spoke calmly.
He really wanted to fight that Six Paths Supreme Saint to see whose supernatural powers were stronger.
Manhuzi was also very familiar with Qing Sanyang's battle-crazed personality; otherwise, the two would not have become friends after their fight over the "Heavenly Demon Art".
"You are a great cultivator after the Yuan Dynasty, you are right. However, I have always been used to being alone and I hate being driven by others the most."
"What do I need to do to join your Qingyang Sect?"
"I asked in a deep voice."
"Hehe, it's very simple. Just take on the title of elder. No one will disturb your cultivation normally, and if anyone from the Qingyang Sect causes trouble, you can step in to settle things."
"Of course, you need to make a copy of the second half of your 'Heaven-Supporting Demonic Skill' for me; my son wants to practice it."
"Qing Sanyang said."
"Your son wants to practice the 'Heaven-Supporting Demonic Skill'?"
The bearded man was taken aback by what he heard.
Normally, shouldn't a son learn the same martial arts technique from his father?
"Hmph, my son Qingfeng is a genius who cultivates both magic and body. What do you, a barbarian, know?"
Qing Sanyang looked up, and couldn't help but hum softly as he thought about his son's future potential.
Seeing Qing Sanyang's arrogant demeanor, the bearded man curled his lip; he didn't believe it.
Dual cultivation of body and spirit? He had never seen it in the Chaotic Star Sea.
He knew perfectly well how difficult body tempering was, not to mention the need to cultivate magical arts and techniques as well.
Seeing that the bearded man didn't believe him, Qing Sanyang put his hands behind his back and smiled.
"Want to make a bet?"
He asked.
"What kind of bet?"
The bearded man was puzzled.
"If my son Qingfeng cultivates both body refinement and magic, then you should give all the hidden treasures to my son."
"Qing Sanyang said confidently."
"No gambling."
Seeing his appearance, the bearded man shook his head; he wasn't stupid.
"..."
When Qing Sanyang saw that Manhuzi wasn't taking the bait, his face darkened.
I am a Grand Master of the Yuanhou Era. You think you can just say no to gambling and then not gamble?
Is that feasible?
Not gambling is disrespecting me.