by Fang Xiang
However, Nie Chen did not worry. The three of them were all Children of Kun Lun, true experts picked carefully out of numerous disciples.
There were only fifty of them in all of Kun Lun.
If it was just one person Nie Chen would reconsider, but with the three of them combined with their preparations and knowledge about the Totem Coliseum, Nie Chen was confident in obtaining the nucleus.
Zhen Ling Meng played with the Rain Commanding Banner in her hand and then suddenly said, "The Rain Banner is a good treasure. But if we want to activate it, it needs to be refined using shen power."
Tan Xu glanced over and shook his head. "I'm not interested in such a soft thing."
Nie Chen did not compete. "My sword essence leans yang and masculine, it is not suitable. Shimei, use it."
Zhen Ling Meng did not refuse and nodded. "Alright."
The Rain Commander Banner was suited to her. Her sword essence was a completely yin. She started to consider the Rain Commanding Banner into a shen sword. She liked the name "Rain Commander."
With the help of this item, her strength would go up another level.
Right now, not just shen device raiments, they would be even jealous of a shen sword. A shen sword did not refer to how great a sword was, but if it could tolerate shen power or not. Compared to ling power, shen power was multiple times more domineering. Normal flying swords could not withstand the stress of channeling it.
In reality, this situation was not just occurring at Kun Lun but also other sects.
Kun Lun's thousand years of accumulation was all based on the ling power system. They did not have many advantages with the present shen power. They might have some wealth, but there were too many people. The wealth was only enough to create one or two shen devices. Other people could only look on.
In the last few years, several materials that were suitable for shen power had appeared. These materials were not high in grade, but even so, their prices skyrocketed, and were extremely valuable.
This was also why shen equipment was so expensive.
The lagging development of shen materials caused people to have to endure the limitations caused by the low level weapons they wielded.
Therefore, while Tan Xu and Nie Chen generously passed on the Rain Commanding Banner, they could not help but feel slight jealously. It was possible to forge a shen sword using the Rain Commanding Banner as the primary body. Obtaining an appropriate shen sword was something to be admired.
Looking at Zhen Ming Ling unable to let go of the article, Nie Chen smiled. "Shimei, you can study this after we return. Let's first complete the mission."
Zhen Ling Meng's face blushed red. She was slightly embarrassed. "This one has lost composure."
Nie Chan smiled understandingly and then reminded with a serious expression. "The path ahead is full of danger, we need to be alert and careful. The people from Mo Cloud Sea are not easy to deal with."
"Humph! I think the rumors exaggerate!" Tan Xu snorted and said proudly. "It is a pity we did not encounter them now. Otherwise, I will kill them all and hang their heads on Mo Cloud Sea's transportation formations.
Nie Chen smiled helplessly. Tan Xu Shidi usually looked down on people, and he was too lazy to say otherwise.
But Zhen Ling Meng became alert and her stray thoughts disappeared. Nie Chen nodded inside and said, "Let's go. After the Rain Hall is the gates of the four palaces. After going through the four palaces, we will be able to find the shen device nucleus."
"That isn't interesting!" Tan Xu's eyes flashed viciously. "How about we set up an ambush in front of the four palace gates and take the wind of Mo Cloud Sea's sails. Wouldn't that be more enjoyable?"
Nie Chen's mind moved. He felt that Tan Xu's idea was plausible. With their strength, if they wanted to ambush someone, there would be pitifully few that would be able to dodge.
"Would there be people faster than us?" Zhen Ling Meng suddenly asked.
Nie Chen and Tan Xu stilled. The murderousness on Tan Xu's face disappeared, and he became thoughtful. He was proud but not stupid.
"Most likely not." Nie Chen said seriously. "We have a good grasp on the situation, and we have not encountered any strong enemies, we had an open path. It probably wouldn't be easy for people to be faster than us. However, we have to be alert. If the enemy does this, it will not be good if we fall for it."
The three exchanged looks and all had grave expressions.
"Let's go, be careful.' Nie Chen warned again.
———
Zuo Mo's ambush plan was very successful.
They had successively killed a few people without any real effort. These people had never thought they would be ambushed. Zuo Mo and the others were fast and vicious in their attacks.
However, these people were average in strength and didn't have anything good on them. This disappointed Zuo Mo slightly. However, thinking from a different angle, they were all his enemies. With each death, his hopes of getting the shen device nucleus would grow. He immediately felt better.
Suddenly, the Ghost Mist Child warned. "Three incoming!"
After a few rounds, everyone worked together well and did not need to call to each other as Ghost Mist child told the positions of the three to Zuo Mo and the others.
Three people!
Due to the positions, the ones that attacked were Zuo Mo, Tenth Grade and Silly Bird.
Little Mo Ge's little axe faded into the mist and silently sliced to one of the people.
Tenth Grade's little moon crescent was tiny to begin with. It was impossible to perceive it within the mist. Possibly due to being with Zuo Mo for such a long time, even the battle-hungry Tenth Grade became devious and cunning. This attack came without any sound.
In comparison, the proud Silly Bird naturally disdained Zuo Mo's devious moves. She stood proudly, and her bird bead suddenly pecked. The sharp bird beak brushed against the air and caused a spray of sparks. The tip of the bead was like boiling iron!
The Ghost Mist Child who was paying attention to the entire situation saw Silly Bird's peck. He felt sympathy and the mist around him couldn't help but shake.
Bam!
Zuo Mo's sneak attack was stopped.
Tenth Grade's little moon crescent was thrown back with a chiming sound.
Silly Bird's peck was the most effective. The domineering and sharp power penetrated the other's shen power defenses. Even the shen equipment was not effective and a little hole was left behind.
None of the three had succeeded!
Zuo Mo immediately understood they met a hard opponent!
He was experienced in battle and knew that at this time, he could not give the enemy any time to think. He unhesitatingly moved forward, the Sun Shen Axe in his hand howling as he sung with a ferocious presence!
Zuo Mo silently released three Sun Shen Thorns.
Ding!
———
The sound of the collision that shook the entire field. The mist in the surroundings was split apart and the two stared at each other.
Nie Chen's expression changed. The other's axe swing just now was extremely heavy. His entire right arm was trembling right now, so sore he could not raise it. Yet what caused him to change expression were the three Sun Shen Thorns hiding towards him!
The dark gold Sun Shen Thorns flashed with sharp cold light that iced people's hearts.
He had blocked the other's axe just now, and his shen power was surging. With just the shen equipment, he definitely could not stop these three sun shen thorns.
Under the threat of great danger, Nie Chen's mind was unusually clear. Without thinking, the fingers on his left hand flickered out.
Brrrng brrng brrng!
Seven blinding sword energies suddenly shot out of his left hand.
The sword energies howled as they tore the air.
[Finger Sword Wave]!
This sword scripture was one of the sword scriptures he had been most familiar with in the past. However, it was not among the
ones that the elders had modified. After cultivating it for so long, it almost became instinct to rely on it. As a present Child of Kun Lun, Nie chen's understanding of sword essence now was nothing like what it was when he had been uneducated.
His used shen power to cast [Finger Sword Wave] but did not feel any rawness but unprecedentedly free. In the past, his skill with this sword scripture had been great and he had been able to control it to a fine degree. Now, it seemed as though that paper thin window had been broken and he seemed to comprehend.
The most dangerous and terrible times, people's potential was the easiest to uncover.
Nie Chen was in an indescribable state.
These seven swords could be said to be so skilled it reached the summit.
They cross, and like rain, they hit the three sun shen thrones from different angles. None of them missed.
Ding ding ding!
With a wave of clean and clear explosions the three sun thorns were deflected and brushed past Nie Chen's face dangerously as though they had been lightly flicked away by an invisible hand.
The sun shen thorns touched Nie Chen's face and that intimidating hot presence caused his heart to shudder.
He had missed! Zuo Mo was surprised. The sneak attack that he had thought could not fail had actually missed!
This was an expert!
Zuo Mo's eyes lit up.
Translator Ramblings: Zuo Mo's streak cannot even continue for more than one chapter. Well, 115 chapters left for him to improve.
Chapter 801: The Little Tenth Grade
Tenth Grade's sneak attack was stopped and the little Tenth Grade immediately howled as he charged towards Zhen Ling Meng!
Killing energy swirled in the wind, the mist rippling. Tenth Grade was like a tiny black shadow that flickered in and out of view through the mist. The little crescents were like thousands of bolts of lightning. They rained down on Zhen Ling Meng from all directions.
Sword essence filled the air!
Killing energy boiled!
The sword energies were black bolts of lightning. Sword essence spread. An invisible force wrapped around Zhen Ling Meng like thousands of spiderwebs.
Zhen Ling Meng jumped in fright at being suddenly attacked. If she didn't have a treasure of the sect protecting her, she would have been injured. The Bagua Heart Protection Mirror that her Master had given her now had a crack on the border.
Zhen Ling Meng was both shocked and angry. She was protected by the elders and shixiong in the sect. Anyone that saw her would yield to her. When had she lost face like this? The talisman that Master had given her had followed her for many years. She treasured it. It was now damaged!
She was strong to begin with. Angered, she used her killing move without any hesitation.
A cold sword energy cut across the mist like lightning to head towards the sword net made from Tenth Grade's crescent blade!
Ding!
A clear sound rang out of the entire battlefield.
She felt a vicious power pass through the flying sword. Zhen Ling Meng felt the energies inside her roil and instinctively took two steps back.
Tenth Grade's little body was thrown into the air.
Such strong sword essence!
Zhen Ling Meng was alarmed. It was the first time she encountered such a vicious sword essence. Also, the other's skill on sword essence matched her.
Was this Wei Sheng?
This thought flashed through Zhen Ling Meng's mind. She only knew of one person from Mo Cloud Sea that had such skill in sword essence, Wei Sheng!
The rumors said that Wei Sheng wielded a blood-red sword. His sword essence was vicious and bloodthirsty. She felt that she had guessed correctly.
However, her mind quickly calmed down. While the other had not put all of his power into that attack, she had also been reserved in her response. While she was surprised by the viciousness of the other's sword essence, she would not be surprised if it was Wei Sheng.
As the strongest fighter of Mo Cloud Sea, Wei Sheng was no longer that unknown youth from the past, but an unorthodox top expert that was pointing a sword at the holy land for the sword xiu.
Even the Kun Lun geniuses with their eyes on the top of their heads put away their pride when they faced Wei Sheng.
Zhen Ling Meng quickly calmed down. She swung her sword. In a blink, twelve sword essences formed a twelve-layer barrier in front of her!
Knowing that the enemy could possibly be Wei Sheng, she wisely chose to go on the defensive.
Wei Sheng's reputation could be seen from this!
The twelve sword energies cross crossed. The sword essence that they gave off made them form a secure article. Anything that came near would be torn into pieces by countless sword energies. Even the mist was not an exception.
All the mist within ten zhang disappeared.
The Ghost Mist Child snorted and was displeased inside. However, he did not attack. It had been a long time since he had participated in the world, but he had been a friendly and understanding henchman. He knew that he was the new person and the right thing to do was to get on good terms with the other brothers.
Tenth Grade had a proud personality. It would not be good if he interfered.
As expected, a furious howl came from the sky. Vicious and savage killing essence roared and echoed like lightning.
Being thrown into the sky to the proud Tenth Grade was undoubtedly an embarrassment.
He felt as though there was a burning flame inside. His black robes moved despite the lack of wind. His hands were raised high above his head. The crescent blade seemed to be attracted and flew into his raised hands.
A tinge of dark red suddenly came onto the crescent blade.
Like an incomplete moon drinking blood!
Tenth Grade's hairs stood on end. His proud and cold little face was murderous.
From the moment he was born, his greatest wish was to become the strongest ling beast and not fail the name of Tenth Grade.
Yet after seeing Wei Sheng's strength, Zuo Mo's dominance, A Gui's eeriness, Silly Bird's brutality, Zong Ru's unfathomableness, and Luo Li's intangibility, this guy's eyes looked even higher.
This little body was full of ambition!
He was Tenth Grade!
He was born to be at the top, how could he be mediocre?
The mist below was dissipated by Zhen Ming Ling's sword essence. Her field of view broadened and the layers of sword energy flashed with beautiful light.
Tenth Grade threw down a disdainful look.
The fighting spirit inside burned and roiled. Tenth Grade showed his innate desire to fight.
Come!
Face Tenth Grade's ultimate move!
Tenth Grade's eyes suddenly burning, his power rippling. His still proud face carried disdain that came from his bones. His arms suddenly pressed down.
The dark red crescent suddenly shot down.
Behind the crescent, the bloody afterimages were like silk. Countless vicious shadows flashed. They constantly changed, moving and turning, forming and disappearing!
A peerlessly vicious presence came with an ear-piercing howl like the wails of thousand of ghost that caused people's minds to shake.
The blood color of the crescent blade became even deeper and the bloody shadows behind were even redder.
Hundred Sacrificial Soul Killing Sword!
There was no madness on Tenth Grade's little face. He was still as cold and proud as usual.
He did not know that his expression right now was unconsciously mimicking his idol, Wei Sheng Daren.
This sword scripture that Wei Sheng had picked for him was matched to his taste. He liked to fight, and this sword scripture was full of killing intent. He was Teacher Wei's fan. Whatever Teacher Wei said was right. From the start, he found that it was unusually enjoyable to cultivate this sword scripture.
But he quickly found a new target.
In his eyes, Teacher Wei was the strongest sword xiu in the world.
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ry time Tenth Grade went close to the God-Killing Blood Sword, his blood would uncontrollably boil, and he would feel the thirst for blood. However, Teacher Wei would seem unaffected. Such a vicious God-Killing Blood Sword was docile in his hands.
Teacher Wei's heart was stronger than the strongest steel!
He revered Teacher Wei.
Correspondingly, his demands of himself increased. Even the God-Killing Blood Sword could not shake Teacher Wei's mind. Then how could he let the measly Hundred Sacrificial Soul Killing Sword shake his mind?
He started to copy Teacher Wei and tried to keep his mind unaffected by the sword essence.
So this presence scene appeared. The crescent sword essence cross the air, the sharp sword essence like a wild beast out of the cage. However, Tenth Grade's face was as cold and proud as usual.
Yet the sword essence was so strong it reached an unprecedented level!
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They had almost fallen for a trap. Tan Xu was both shocked and angry. He had a habit when he cultivated that no one knew of. He would always split a part of his mind to prepare for a battle no matter what the time was. This was because the first time that he had gone a mission, he had almost died from carelessness.
From then on, he had persisted in this cultivation habit.
Today, this habit saved his life again.
A small hole appeared on his shen equipment. The shen power that protected his body had all been dissipated by the attack. If it wasn't for the shen equipment, his body would have a big bloody hole right now.
Escaping the danger, Tan Xu immediately became enraged, especially when he saw the one that had attacked him was a ling beast. Tan Xu became furious. "Such a daring bastard!"
With a crimson red flying sword in his hand, he flew towards Silly Bird like a flame.
Hearing the word "bastard," the feathers on Silly Bird's forehead suddenly exploded and stood on end. Her usually proud and imperious eyes immediately filled with blood and became vicious and savage.
When had Silly Bird ever been cursed like this?
Facing the flame, she pecked again!
This peck was unlike the one before. There seemed to be countless sparks that exploded at the tip of the beak. Every spark was the size of a grain of sand. These sparks did not fly in all directions but formed a spiraling pattern around the bird bead.
