Chapter 1491: Defeating Randeng, Seizing the Qiankun Ruler (2/5, Begging Subscriptions)

"So it's Daoist Yun Xiao!"

Randeng's gaze sharpened, and he grew cautious within.

Though Yun Xiao was not like the other Jiao Sect figures, who flaunted themselves and stirred up trouble everywhere once they had some skill,

she was a veteran quasi-saint, her strength not to be underestimated, and had long been listed by figures of all teachings as one not to be provoked.

Only now he had already said he wanted to spar; backing out now would be a bit shameful.

Moreover, as a veteran powerhouse, Randeng had his own pride, and secretly judged himself no weaker than Yun Xiao.

"Since Daoist Yun Xiao wishes to instruct me, this poor Daoist will naturally keep you company." Randeng looked toward Yun Xiao, his aura shifting as he readied himself for battle.

Yun Xiao landed: "Daoist, wait. Mere sparring is rather dull; how about we wager some stakes?"

Randeng frowned: "Stakes? Then what does Daoist Yun Xiao wish to wager?"

"The Hunyuan Jin Dou!" Yun Xiao's mind stirred, and the Hunyuan Jin Dou, with most of its aura restrained, fixed itself above her head. "Daoist Randeng, how about using your Liangtian Ruler as the wager?"

"The Liangtian Ruler!"

Randeng's heart tightened.

The Liangtian Ruler, also known as the Qiankun Ruler, was conceived from the merit of opening the heavens and the Qi of primordial chaos—an upper-grade Innate Merit Spiritual Treasure that killed without entangling karma.

Its might was considerable, and it was moreover the supreme treasure tied to Randeng's Dao verification.

Hearing this, he could not help but hesitate.

Wuyun Xian burst out laughing: "Vice Sect Leader Randeng, you wouldn't be afraid of losing, would you? You should know, our Senior Sister Yun Xiao is wagering the Hunyuan Jin Dou; you putting up the Liangtian Ruler isn't losing out."

"That's right. Who would've thought—the Chanjiao Sect came in so fierce, yet they're a bunch of soft eggs."

"Pfft, embarrassing!"

Though the disciples left on Jin Ao Island were the Jiao Sect's elite, ascetic cultivators,

having spent too long with their hot-tempered kindred, their mouths were inevitably foul. This burst of mockery instantly enraged the Chanjiao Sect's Twelve Golden Immortals to the point of smoke pouring from their seven orifices.

Even Randeng could barely sit still.

"Hmph, then let's wager. This poor Daoist doesn't necessarily have to lose!"

Randeng gave a cold snort. "I just don't know, Fairy Yun Xiao, how do you wish to wager? Direct martial combat, or some other method of contest?"

"We are both cultivators, of course it's martial combat." Yun Xiao smiled. "Each of us employs our divine abilities, by any means; the loser has no complaints."

"Good." Randeng laughed heartily. "Fairy Yun Xiao's words suit me perfectly."

If it were some other contest, he might still be a little afraid.

But when it came to divine abilities and magical combat, Randeng was quite proud.

In this aspect, he was at least among the first-rate under heaven. Though Yun Xiao was strong, without having compared, who knew which was stronger?

At a wave of their hands, the Chanjiao and Jiao Sect forces flew far away.

The field cleared, leaving only Yun Xiao and Randeng facing each other.

Both displayed the aura of a perfected quasi-saint, their auras linking with heaven and earth, pushing their strength to the utmost.

The Saintly Law of Jin Ao Island manifested, enclosing the two within it and dissipating the aftershocks of their battle.

"Go!"

Suddenly, the Liangtian Ruler, driven to its utmost, shot forth and smashed toward Yun Xiao.

Yun Xiao had been waiting; seeing this, she flipped the Hunyuan Jin Dou over, and at once, the Liangtian Ruler was collected within.

Randeng was shocked—he had not expected his upper-grade Innate Merit Spiritual Treasure to be taken by the opponent without the slightest resistance.

This simply defied common sense.

No matter how powerful the Hunyuan Jin Dou was, it had not yet reached the rank of Innate Supreme Treasure—how could it possess such might?

What he did not know was that though Yun Xiao's current strength was suppressed at the perfected quasi-saint realm, her Hunyuan Daluo Jin Xian realm was still there; her combat methods were naturally beyond what a quasi-saint could match.

Furthermore, the Hunyuan Jin Dou contained a great thousand worlds within, and was also Yun Xiao's Dao-verifying treasure; its might had long since surpassed that of an ordinary Innate Supreme Treasure.

One could say that Yun Xiao fighting Randeng was simply an adult beating a child.

Only Randeng was unaware of the details, and did not understand why.

Just then, Yun Xiao's figure moved; she arrived before Randeng, and the Hunyuan Jin Dou once again descended upon him.

Randeng was startled, and a bright lamp appeared above his head—it was precisely the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Lingjiu Lamp.

This spiritual treasure was Randeng's life-bound spiritual treasure; though its might was inferior to the Liangtian Ruler, it was perfectly attuned to himself, and the moment it appeared, he drove it to its utmost.

The lamp's wick blazed with brilliant light, radiating a serene, demon-subduing aura.

Randeng raised his hand and struck toward the Hunyuan Jin Dou.

Yun Xiao shook her head with a light laugh. With a gentle strike, the Hunyuan Jin Dou shattered the Lingjiu Lamp's radiant flames and descended without pause.

As for Randeng's counterattack, before it even touched the Hunyuan Jin Dou, darkness overcame his eyes and he found himself in a dim place, utterly lost and unable to discern east, south, west, or north; even his divine soul could not extend the slightest bit, nor could he probe anything useful....

"Daoist Randeng, it seems you have lost!"

Yun Xiao's voice rang out.

Randeng was silent. After a few breaths, he sighed and said: "This poor Daoist has lost."

As the words fell, light flared before his eyes, and he appeared once again on Jin Ao Island.

Yun Xiao stood opposite, her face full of smiles.

"This is Daoist's spiritual treasure; I'll return it to you." Yun Xiao's mind stirred, and she took out the sealed Lingjiu Lamp and returned it.

Randeng took it, heart aching.

Earlier this spiritual treasure had blazed with radiant light, its might formidable; now its spiritual glow was dim, clearly having suffered damage in the magical duel just now.

As for the Liangtian Ruler, though he wished to welch and get it back, he was utterly powerless to do so.

Yun Xiao was simply too strong.

Even if not on Jin Ao Island, but somewhere else, letting him exert his divine abilities to the full, the outcome would not change in the slightest.

In fact, it was fortunate that they had come this time under the pretext of an exchange; otherwise, they would have lost their lives.

If they had met in the wild and come into direct conflict, those twelve Jin Xian and himself probably wouldn't have been enough for Yunxiao to kill alone.

"Fellow Daoist Randeng, do you still wish to compete?" Yunxiao asked with a smile. "I see that Spirit Coffin Lamp is quite nice. I'll wager the Sky-Measurering Ruler against you — how about it? If I win, the Sky-Measurering Ruler returns to you! You decide the method of the wager!"

Hearing this, Randeng was utterly speechless.

What schemes are you, Yunxiao, plotting — how could this poor Daoist not know?

If the wagering continues, when the time comes to leave the island, probably not even a single piece of clothing will be left on me.

1.0 This world is a world of cultivators; for a Quasi-Saint at the great perfection stage, once one Dao is thoroughly mastered, all laws are understood.

To use other methods of wagered combat and hope to defeat a Quasi-Saint at great perfection?

That would simply be a joke.