Chapter 464: Duel of Magic

The three cultivators of the Ancient Sword Gate continued:

"Liu Yu, it's not that we won't give you face. If you want to welch on the deal, then we'll just have to take this to the public hall of the Enforcement Hall of the Tianhai Alliance and let the elders sort out who's right and who's wrong."

"But you're in the middle of a crucial duel. Wouldn't it be better to hand the thing over obediently and save yourself the trouble? What do you say?"

At the same time.

One of the Ancient Sword Gate cultivators had already secretly sent off a transmission talisman, presumably to notify someone inside the sect.

Qin Ming noticed this and his brow furrowed slightly. He did not immediately leave, but stopped to watch.

Liu Yu, up ahead, had also fallen into a dilemma, unable to advance or retreat.

His beloved wife beside him, seeing the situation, blamed herself terribly. Tears streaming down her face like pear blossoms in the rain, she apologized to him: "Husband, it's all my fault. When I sold the book, I didn't notice there was something important inside."

The onlookers crowding the street were also secretly shocked. They were certain that Qin Ming would not dare lightly accept such a demand.

Then, under the astonished gazes of the crowd, he walked over to Qin Ming, who was not far off, and greeted him with a lukewarm nod: "Fellow Daoist Qin."

Since this involved a duel between Nascent Soul cultivators, he naturally had to come out and preside over things a bit.

After Clear Wind Qin Qin Zhenjun arrived at the scene, his gaze swept around once, and he merely gave a slight nod in acknowledgment.

In fact, quite a few low-level cultivators could no longer stand firm and were pressed flat onto the ground.

The nearby space suddenly experienced a violent ripple, and then a middle-aged figure in a purple robe materialized.

And Liu Yu was the same—his attention just now had been entirely focused on the argument, and on top of that, Qin Ming had restrained the aura of his magic power.

Yet he was also trembling with fear, not daring to act rashly.

Therefore, he wanted to go to the Treasure Pavilion on the island to buy a bottle of high-grade recovery-type spiritual medicine—Returning Yang True Water. Unfortunately, for a Golden Core cultivator of rogue-cultivator origin like Liu Yu, purchasing such a miraculous pill was undoubtedly an enormous sum.

"Could it be that you've also taken a fancy to that Jin Que page?"

"That page, along with the entire book, has already been traded to a disciple of our sect."

Clear Wind Qin Qin Zhenjun gave a cold snort.

He too meant well, and truly did not wish to see Qin Ming embarrass himself in public.

As the atmosphere grew tense.

"Doesn't that mean—"

This matter had actually started because of him. After several days of high-intensity duels, even though Liu Yu's strength was formidable, he could not withstand such grueling consumption.

Once these words were spoken, everyone on the street turned to look.

Though the words were said this way, once a Nascent Soul Qin Qin Zhenjun actually fought, the destructive power could annihilate heaven and earth, and divine abilities had no eyes—everyone could only resign themselves to fate.

Boom! The scene instantly erupted into an uproar.

The surrounding temperature plummeted sharply. The cultivators watching the show nearby now regretted it deeply, wishing they could flee the spot immediately.

"Hehehe! Can't say, can't say. Just wait and enjoy the show!" Tianji Zi let out a sly chuckle, wearing a beaming smile.

Moreover, he was highly regarded by Supreme Yang, which was enough to show that he had exceptional qualities.

Who would have thought that Moon-Gazing Qin Qin Zhenjun would actually dare to accept the duel.

But upon hearing that the other party actually still had a large number of 'golden pages' in hand, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

As a streak of escape light dissipated, the figure of Supreme Yang was revealed.

"May I ask the two fellow Daoists to step over to the duel arena."

Clear Wind Qin Qin Zhenjun had clearly been secretly transmitted to by those three from the Ancient Sword Gate to come and back them up.

……

The expressions of the three were all secretly panicked. Everything they had done just now had evidently been seen clearly by this senior.

"I never expected to witness a duel between Nascent Soul cultivators—this is the first time since the Immortal's Mansion Grand Gathering began!"

Qin Ming, however, curled his lip and thought to himself: Do these sword cultivators all love this competitive, aggressive routine? The last one who challenged me already has weeds three feet tall on his grave. Clear Dust Qin Qin Zhenjun had also heard a bit about Qin Ming.

"That old monster Clear Wind's sword Dao divine abilities are truly razor-sharp. I advise you not to contest him for the sake of momentary pride—it's not worth losing more than you gain over a mere page!"

Clear Dust Qin Qin Zhenjun was proud and aloof, standing with his hands behind his back. Hearing this, his brow furrowed and a hint of displeasure flashed across his face.

Even the three Golden Core cultivators of the Ancient Sword Gate had not expected that the unremarkable-looking young cultivator before them was actually a legendary Nascent Soul Qin Qin Zhenjun great cultivator on par with their own patriarch.

When two great Nascent Soul True Lords clashed, even if it was only a collision of auras, it could still turn bystanders like them into dust under the aftershock.

Liu Yu was even more bitterly rueful. He had never expected that two great Nascent Soul True Lords would both take a fancy to the Jin Que page in his hands at the same time, instantly turning it into a hot potato.

Qin Ming's gaze shifted slightly. He had seen this person before at the Nascent Soul exchange meeting—it was Clear Wind Qin Qin Zhenjun of the Ancient Sword Gate. It was said that his sword Dao divine ability, the "Clear Dust Sword Scripture," had already been cultivated to a superb, transcendent level.

The entire plaza had already been cleared.

It was not hard for him to discern Qin Ming's meaning—clearly, he had set his heart on this Jin Que page, and his words carried an air of unquestionable authority.

Qin Ming replied blandly: "Qin Mou made a deal with Liu Yu and happened to come by to pick up the item."

Qin Ming naturally could not let slip such an opportunity.

"Fellow Daoist Qin is here—are you merely passing by, or…?" Clear Wind Qin Qin Zhenjun asked.

A moment later.

Once these words were spoken, not only did Liu Yu and the three Ancient Sword Gate cultivators' faces change drastically, even Clear Wind Qin Qin Zhenjun's expression was not too pleasant.

Since Clear Wind Qin Qin Zhenjun of the Ancient Sword Gate was willing to stick his neck out like this, he did not speak up to warn the other party either.

Because as long as one could break into the top three of the Immortal's Mansion duels, one could obtain a Nascent Soul Condensing spiritual item as a reward, to fight for that slim chance of the great Dao.

"While there's still time, how about I mediate between you two and help you turn hostility into friendship—let's call it a day."

Clear Dust Qin Qin Zhenjun also showed a hint of surprise. He had not expected Qin Ming to agree so readily.

He turned his head and asked Liu Yu: "Liu Yu, is this true?"

Clear Dust Qin Qin Zhenjun spoke directly and to the point, addressing Qin Ming straightaway.

"Greetings, Patriarch!!" Moreover, Supreme Yang's eyes flickered incessantly—he too wanted to witness Qin Ming's true strength.

"However, in this duel, stop at the point of sparring. Do not harm the other's life, so as not to damage our harmony."

For a moment, those Nascent Soul old monsters on Long Yuan Island stirred at the news, all eager to watch this fine show.

"Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng has been a renowned Nascent Soul great expert in the Eastern Sea Immortal Realm for ages; he is also a Supremacy Elder of the Ancient Sword Gate, one of the four major sects. His foundation is so profound that ordinary rogue cultivators cannot compare."

They had all rushed here.

Let alone him; if not for Qin Ming maintaining his original appearance, even Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng would not have detected the slightest difference.

"As for Qin Qin Zhenjun Wangyue, he only successfully condensed his Nascent Soul a decade ago and hails from the remote, backward Southern Wasteland. His Nascent Soul divine abilities are likely not yet refined; how could he withstand three moves from Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng?"

The perimeter of the square was already packed with people.

"To be honest, I possess several such golden book pages right here; you need only ask."

Supreme Yang raised his hand and beckoned; a golden, misty circular array shield rose, instantly covering the circular square.

"Thank you, Daoist Friend Master Han Ya, for your kind intentions, but decisions made by Qin Mou will not be easily changed," Qin Ming said indifferently.

Qin Ming and Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingchen had already arrived at the massive square in the center of Long Yuan Island.

Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingfeng had sword-like eyebrows and star-bright eyes, a tall and straight figure, and an aloof demeanor, resembling an ancient sword biding its time; the instant he appeared, a vast spiritual pressure descended upon the surroundings.

None dared to look directly at a Nascent Soul great expert, nor dare to recklessly release their divine sense to probe; they merely kept their heads down, secretly sizing him up.

Liu Yu also comforted her: "It's fine."

"What Daoist Friend says is absolutely correct."

The cultivators around began exchanging voice transmissions secretly.

Just then, a voice filled with majesty rang out.

Supreme Yang had his own little calculations.

"Whether in cultivation techniques or magical treasures, he surpasses ordinary people by a wide margin; in the Dao of the sword and divine abilities, he has rarely suffered defeat."

One who climbs from a rogue cultivator all the way to the Nascent Soul stage—how could such a person be kind or harmless?

"How about this: if Daoist Friend Qin can withstand three moves from me, the book page will belong to you, and this matter will end right there. What do you say?"

This caused the multitude of cultivators on the streets to change color drastically; they hurriedly urged their magic power to resist this uncomfortable sensation.

"Both Daoist Friends, feel free to go all out; I will host the fourth-grade top-grade island array of Long Yuan Island, the 'Nine Bends Celestial River Great Array'."

"Oh? How is it that I have never heard of Daoist Friend Qin having any connection with Liu Yu?"

Although he was highly favored and promoted by Supreme Yang, everything still depended on his own struggle and striving to seize opportunities.

If he were to lose, aside from other consequences, it would greatly damage his Nascent Soul reputation.

After all, being capable of singly slaying a Nascent Soul Qishang Mojun sufficiently demonstrates strength; he is already not much inferior to this mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Compared to the opportunity of the Great Dao, what do some trivial side items amount to? "Well? Have you thought it through?"

The youth in a green robe, Supreme Master Han Ya, approached Supreme Master Han Ya and asked with an extremely strange expression: "Daoist Friend Qin, how is it that in just half a day's absence, you are already about to fight someone?"

"Daoist Friend Qingchen."

Qin Ming also slightly returned the courtesy.

Once one reaches the Nascent Soul stage, it is very difficult for peers to kill one another.

After speaking, his heart drummed wildly; he couldn't help but glance at Qin Ming.

Among the many early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the Eastern Sea Immortal Realm, he is also worthy of being ranked among the top five.

Shi Tian Shu had just strained himself to transmit a voice message: that golden palace book page is definitely a good treasure.

"That naturally excludes the item sought by Qin Mou," Qin Ming said expressionlessly.

"Truly a journey not in vain."

Therefore, facing such a huge sum, he could only find a way to raise it himself, selling off some of his family assets to exchange for spiritual medicines.

Seeing him ponder for a moment, he then said: "Since the ownership of this book page is difficult to determine, and Daoist Friend Qin seems inclined to protect this junior..."

Swish! Just at this moment.

Qin Ming said indifferently: "Very well, then Qin Mou will not hesitate to offer instruction."

Qin Ming's expression did not change; in his heart, he felt great disdain, holding no favorable impression of this Nascent Soul cultivator who was recklessly releasing spiritual pressure everywhere.

Hearing this, Liu Yu had no choice but to stiffen his resolve and reply: "Senior Qingfeng, that is indeed the case."

The cultivators of the Ancient Sword Gate, having also spotted that the golden palace book page was quite extraordinary, kept urging relentlessly.

His words were filled with a sense of oppression.

Once these words were spoken, the crowd watching the show instantly perked up; they never expected to witness a Nascent Soul spell battle, and each one became extremely excited.

Just at this moment.

Meanwhile, Tianjizi of the Western You Immortal Realm revealed an amused smile, already waiting to enjoy the show.

However, he did not know about Qin Ming's slaying of Blood Aversion Qishang Mojun; otherwise, he would not have rashly proposed a spell battle.

"Tianjizi, you old fellow, what are you smiling wickedly about? Everyone says your divination divine abilities are extremely powerful; could it be that you have already deduced the outcome of this duel?" Seeing this, Xia Yuangong couldn't help but ask him.

Above the square, Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingchen stood suspended in mid-air; his eyes narrowed slightly, a cold light flashing within them, as he said coldly:

"Daoist Friend Qin, please offer instruction!"

He immediately ceased wasting words; his entire aura surged violently, and Nascent Soul-stage magic power poured forth.

Boom! Centered on Qin Qin Zhenjun Qingchen, a massive pillar of blue light surged from his body, piercing the firmament! Unknowingly, an ancient-styled fourth-grade spiritual treasure, a green longsword, had appeared in his hand.

(End of Chapter)