Chapter 356

Bu Chunfeng roared!

His right shoulder moved, leaning into the strike!

The Blue Silver Dragon-Patterned Spear turned into an arrow released from a bow, flying through the air!

Where it passed, the wind vortex was visible to the naked eye, and the sonic boom was deafening!

This spear was wreathed in deep blue flames, appearing to have an extremely high temperature, causing the air to ripple.

The moment it grazed the Buddha seal, it set it ablaze!

But although this spear pierced the Buddha palm, it failed to shatter it completely.

It didn't even manage to wound Cao Sha, because the force carried by the spear was absorbed by the Buddha seal, eventually stopping one meter in front of him.

"Your tenth spear is supposed to be your ultimate move, but is that all the power it has?" Cao Sha sighed in relief and smiled coldly.

Bu Chunfeng’s other moves had at most two lines of chanting.

But this tenth spear, Dragon Yang, had six lines of poetry to build momentum.

He had thought it would be heaven-defying and invincible; now it seemed he had overestimated it.

Now that the opponent’s strike couldn't stop the Buddha seal, he was dead!

Freedom was right before his eyes!

The Buddha seal was now an inch from the opponent!

As long as it hit, Bu Chunfeng would surely die!

In Cao Sha’s eyes, endless greed, longing, and the joy of imminent victory surged.

The days of being deceived by the Zhang family for decades, working like a slave, and receiving worthless rewards were finally coming to an end!

But the next instant, Cao Sha’s eyes froze.

Because Bu Chunfeng said one sentence.

"Who said my Dragon Yang only has one spear?" Bu Chunfeng said, head lowered, indifferently.

Cao Sha’s eyes sharpened, only then realizing the meaning of Bu Chunfeng’s poem.

If one is to slaughter the dragon, one must first slaughter the phoenix.

A chest full of wild fire... one spear of Yang!?

The blue fire from the silver spear’s first strike was merely the slaughter of the phoenix!

And the next move was the true tenth spear, the Blazing Sun Slaughtering the Dragon!

By the time Cao Sha reacted, it was already too late.

Bu Chunfeng took a step forward, his hunched body suddenly stretching and lunging, his right arm whipping out.

The Golden Wandering Dragon Spear in his hand thrust straight out, without any bells or whistles!

Boom!

Su Ming, observing from the shadows, felt a sharp pain in his eyes as if scorched by a blazing fire.

On the golden spear tip, a sun-like flame ignited instantly, turning into a dragon-head phantom that appeared for a fleeting moment!

The sun-like flame surged for a split second of ultimate sublimation before extinguishing.

Cao Sha’s massive, full-force Buddha palm was completely turned to dust, burned away by the blazing sun.

And Cao Sha himself fell to the ground, charred black, unable to rise.

Half of his chest was burned to nothing, and his heart had turned to charcoal.

Both arms were completely incinerated, leaving only his head and a damaged torso.

Bu Chunfeng stepped forward, hearing the opponent’s head still mumbling something in a daze.

"Who unleashed the blazing sun, who struck the wild spear?"

"Dragon Yang... is not one spear... but... two spears..." he said, suddenly coughing up a mouthful of charred blood.

"One spear of wild fire... one spear of Yang..."

After saying this, Cao Sha breathed his last.

Bu Chunfeng stepped on his charred heart to prevent any resurrection.

Suddenly, his Sixth-Turn mission was complete!

Slaying a combatant with the strength of a Half-Step Sixth-Turner was his Sixth-Turn mission!

A violent wind vortex dispersed from his body, the terrifying force blowing away all the surrounding dust!

His messy hair fluttered, and he felt his strength had greatly increased.

He... had promoted to a Sixth-Turn profession.

[Wild Dragon Spear Venerable]!

Afterward, Bu Chunfeng looted all of Cao Sha’s spoils.

"Tsk... how is there nothing? Truly poor."

Bu Chunfeng said in surprise, unable to help but mutter.

The opponent was a Fifth-Turner, after all; how could he have nothing but a blood cassock of Diamond quality?

Everything else was trash.

However, recalling that this person had said he spent his entire fortune to hire a Sixth-Turn Gu Master to remove his Gu worms, it made sense.

Just then, a footstep sounded.

Bu Chunfeng’s eyes were sharp and highly alert as he looked up suddenly.

At the same time, the spear he held in both hands pointed outward, the tip flicking as if ready to strike.

A young man in a black-gray ancient robe walked out slowly.

It was Su Ming.

"Senior Bu, your spear technique is sharp; this junior admires it." Su Ming cupped his hands and said lowly.

Bu Chunfeng’s face was cold as he stared at Su Ming.

"Kid, have you been observing me from the shadows this whole time?"

"I’m afraid... you have already invited death upon yourself."

As he spoke, a fire-wind ignited on the tip of his spear, and he entered combat mode.

Hearing this, Su Ming felt a headache.

This uncle looked so serious and humorless.

Why was he so "chuunibyou" when he spoke?

Although he complained internally, he was actually quite nervous; the opponent was a Sixth-Turn Venerable, after all.

It was true that the opponent had exhausted his mental power in the battle, but after promoting to the Sixth Turn, his state had recovered somewhat.

"Senior, I have no ill intent; I only have one request."

"Could you give me the head of Cao Sha’s corpse?"

"Anyway, Senior, you have no use for it."

Su Ming spoke with a moderate tone, neither humble nor arrogant, without a hint of pride.

At the same time, he took the Shadow Poison Monarch Sword from his shadow and held it diagonally.

He didn't enter combat mode, but by holding the sword, he proved to the other party that he wasn't a pushover.

This subtle handling made Bu Chunfeng’s eyes light up.

"Young man, where did you get that sword?" Bu Chunfeng asked abruptly, looking closely at the Shadow Poison Monarch Sword.

Su Ming was slightly surprised.

Was there something special about this sword?

Why would a Sixth-Turn Venerable ask about it?

This was an Epic-low-grade weapon he had forged using the sword embryo given to him by Bu Jue’s father, fused with the Shadow-Slaying Sword.

The appearance of the Shadow Poison Monarch Sword was already completely different from the original embryo.

But any expert could still see, to some extent, the resemblance between the two.

After all, no matter how you forge it, it is difficult to remove all the characteristics of the base material.

Su Ming didn't speak nonsense, but said calmly.

"Just a weapon forged from a sword embryo given to me by a friend."

When asking for a favor, one naturally needs to be respectful.

"Is the young lady who gave you the sword embryo named Bu Jue?" Bu Chunfeng suddenly smiled slightly, a glint of knowing everything flashing in his eyes.

Showing off... what a show-off.

This feigned profundity was truly too practiced!

Su Ming thought this, but was still surprised.

"How did you know?" he asked.

Bu Chunfeng put away his spears and gave a strange laugh.

"Nonsense, she is my daughter!"

Hearing this, Su Ming was shocked.

He didn't expect... Bu Jue’s father to be a Sixth-Turn Venerable!

With this background, why didn't she say so earlier?

If she had, he wouldn't just have saved her in the dungeon; he would have taken her to level up like crazy!

Seeing Su Ming’s shocked and slightly admiring expression, Bu Chunfeng was very satisfied.

Little did he know, this was all an act by Su Ming.

Different strokes for different folks.

For an uncle who likes to show off, a shocked expression is the best way to win him over.

It could be said that he had human nature perfectly figured out.