Chapter 313: Defeating you only takes one spear

At nightfall, inside Prince Wei's residence, the sound of strings and bamboo played. Not only was the main hall brightly lit, but two rows of glass palace lanterns were also set up in the square in front of the hall, illuminating the entire square as if it were daylight.

Following the doorman's long, drawn-out announcement, "Regional Commander of Dingxi, Lord Xiang, has arrived," the originally noisy and lively main hall suddenly fell silent, and everyone's gaze turned toward the entrance.

Xiang Weiyuan had already changed into casual clothes and, accompanied by Cui Yu and Xu Yi, walked into Prince Wei's residence.

A moment later, Xiang Weiyuan took his seat in front of the hall, naturally on the main stage, sitting to the right of Prince Wei. There were five people on the main seat; to Prince Wei's left was actually Princess Ningguo, who sat upright at this moment, not even glancing at Xiang Weiyuan.

Prince Wei turned a blind eye to Princess Ningguo's strangeness and smilingly introduced everyone at the banquet to Xiang Weiyuan one by one; they were nothing more than the young sons of some prince, or the heirs of some duke or marquis. Occasionally, there were a few who held official positions, but they were also very young, likely no more than thirty-five.

Cui Yu and Xu Yi, as officials with rank, were also able to sit in the hall. But hearing the prominent titles of the young masters and elders, both felt a hint of disdain. These titles belonged to their grandfathers and grandmothers, fathers and uncles, not to them.

As core disciples of top noble families, in the eyes of Cui Yu and Xu Yi, these young masters were just a group of upstarts; who would know who they were after a few generations? They didn't even need a few generations; without their official positions, they would immediately be beaten back to their original form.

However, several months of bloody fighting and killing had given the two a tempering comparable to ten years elsewhere, so they did not reveal their identities at this time and just sat quietly at the table. Great Tang valued martial arts, and martial arts competitions to liven up the atmosphere at banquets were common, so there would inevitably be people coming down to compete in a while.

Xiang Weiyuan was weak, and Cui Yu felt he should step up. If Ji Liuli or Feng Tingyu were to go down, it would be too bullying, so the group of immortal foundations remained in the realm to guard against the Shaman tribe.

The coachman who drove for Xiang Weiyuan was leaning against the carriage at this time, took out a pipe, lit it, and started smoking. The firelight flickered, secretly matching the stars in the sky.

After the introductions were finished, Prince Wei smiled and said, "Lord Xiang is young and promising; since the founding of our Great Jin, we have never seen a second-rank official under twenty. In front of Lord Xiang, I feel I have lived a life in vain. This hall is also full of young heroes of our Great Jin; it is just right for everyone to get to know each other."

Next came the polite exchanges and the routine of drinking three rounds. Prince Wei acted decisively, and this segment passed quickly.

At this time, a young master cleared his throat and said loudly, "I have long heard that Lord Xiang comes from the Primordial Palace, and his Daoist arts are shocking to the world, with few rivals among his peers! This young master comes from the Qinglang Cave Heaven and would like to ask Lord Xiang for some pointers."

The main event had finally arrived.

The young masters and ladies at the banquet were all invigorated, looking toward Xiang Weiyuan one after another.

Cui Yu frowned and was about to stand up, but was pulled back by Xu Yi. Cui Yu transmitted his voice: "Why are you stopping me? This kind of trash, I can hack him to death with three swords!"

Xu Yi said, "We are currently just Lord Xiang's subordinates; if we jump out before the Lord speaks, it will only make the Lord appear to have lax discipline and poor management!"

"What does that matter? Is there any room for his reputation to drop further?"

Xu Yi's heart stirred: "The Lord wouldn't still not know his 'Three Spears' title, would he?"

Cui Yu pondered: "He shouldn't know, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting so steadily."

At this time, although Xiang Weiyuan was weak, his eyesight was still there. He could see at a glance that this young master should be a heaven-rank Dao Foundation and was almost cultivated to the late stage of the Dao Foundation. Qinglang Cave Heaven was also a famous sect, with four True Lords sitting in the sect, and the Daoist arts passed down could also cultivate to Return to Oneness, but there was only one path.

Xiang Weiyuan turned to look at Prince Wei, who smiled and said, "This is the atmosphere of Great Jin; Lord Xiang will soon get used to it. It's just a casual exchange; winning or losing won't hurt the harmony."

At this time, the young master had already walked into the hall and said loudly, "This battle is dedicated to Princess Ningguo!"

Princess Ningguo lowered her eyes, feeling somewhat shy, and her hands subconsciously gripped her sleeves.

Prince Wei laughed and said, "How about this: whoever wins, Princess Ningguo will give him a personal item as a prize, how about that?"

Princess Ningguo glared at Xiang Weiyuan with hatred, then felt somewhat shy, bit her lip, and whispered, "Okay!"

Xiang Weiyuan felt helpless in his heart. Back then, her carriage was full of knives, spears, swords, and halberds, and on the desk were sand tables and formation maps. Now she was putting on this weak and delicate little girl act; who would believe it?

The young masters in the room believed it.

The princess reached out and pulled a hairpin from her head, and her hair cascaded down, instantly becoming so bright and beautiful that everyone was stunned.

This Princess Ningguo was truly more beautiful the more one looked at her; there was simply no upper limit. And although she looked slender, many places were round and plump, which could not be moved lightly; once moved, the whole board would come alive.

A moment later, the many young masters came back to their senses and cheered loudly; several of them had their energy surging, eager to try.

At this moment, Xiang Weiyuan was riding a tiger and couldn't get off; if he didn't go down to the field, his reputation would be ruined.

The young master in the hall looked at Cui Yu and Xu Yi and said, "If Lord Xiang really doesn't dare to go down, letting your subordinates go is fine too! This young master will take them all."

Cui Yu was enraged: "Who do you think you are..."

Xu Yi held him tightly, not letting Cui Yu stand up, and then covered his mouth.

For Xu Yi, the fox friend who came to the realm with him, Cui Yu still gave him face, although he was so angry that he pointed at the young master and made "woo-woo" sounds to challenge him, he did not use Dao power to struggle free.

At this time, Xiang Weiyuan finally said, "Prince Wei, what was this young master's name again?"

Prince Wei was startled and said, "I just introduced him..."

"I forgot."

The young master below the hall suddenly felt his blood rush to his face, and he suppressed his anger to avoid rushing up.

Prince Wei was experienced in storms and remained calm, saying, "This is Liu Jin, the eldest son of Secretary Liu of the Ministry of Rites, who has been a disciple of Qinglang Cave Heaven since childhood."

Xiang Weiyuan frowned slightly and said, "A secretary, isn't that third-rank?" Prince Wei smiled and said, "Exactly."

"Oh, third-rank." Xiang Weiyuan repeated it, finally looking at the young master in the hall—this was the first time he had looked at him directly—and then said, "Liu Jin, right? What rank is your Dao Foundation, what realm, report it and let me hear."

Liu Jin's cheeks twitched, and he gritted his teeth: "Heaven-rank, about to reach Nurturing Spirit! What, are you afraid?"

Xiang Weiyuan slowly stood up and said lightly, "How can I still have some earth-rank Dao power left? Isn't that bullying the small with the big? But since you sincerely ask for pointers, I will pass on some experience to you."

Xiang Weiyuan walked into the hall. Liu Jin was already enraged to the point of madness. Without a word, he waved his hand, and a large green eagle appeared, its sharp claws grabbing toward Xiang Weiyuan's face!

But the eagle's claws were an inch away from Xiang Weiyuan's face and could not move forward anymore; its neck had been grabbed by Xiang Weiyuan. Among the many young masters and ladies present, not one saw how Xiang Weiyuan made his move.

Liu Jin felt ruthless in his heart. The large eagle suddenly tilted its body and extended its claws, which grew several inches, and scratched fiercely on Xiang Weiyuan's face! The claws scratched across Xiang Weiyuan's face, actually splashing sparks!

Xiang Weiyuan tightened his five fingers, and with a bang, he squeezed the large eagle into a ball of Dao power. Afterward, he arrived in front of Liu Jin in one step, and his right hand lightly punched Liu Jin's abdomen.

Liu Jin felt his brain go blank, and the Dao power all over his body stopped listening to his commands; his Dao Foundation was almost shattered by this punch! This punch had no added Dao power, no supernatural power; it was just heavy, indescribably heavy, and the force of the punch spread throughout his body, as if every part of him had been punched!

Liu Jin slowly bent over and slowly knelt down.

Xiang Weiyuan patted his shoulder and said, "Although Dao power is important, the physical body is also a treasure raft for crossing the world and cannot be neglected. After you go back, you must exercise your physical body well; relying only on this small body, you won't be able to go far on the immortal path."

With a thud, Liu Jin knelt on both knees and slowly curled into a ball, unable to say a word.

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Xiang Weiyuan fiercely displayed his physical toughness and slowly raised his head, only to see everyone staring fixedly at his left cheek, all of them dumbfounded.

Xiang Weiyuan subconsciously wanted to touch his face to see if he had accidentally gotten any dirt on it, but he felt his face was very clean, so he didn't raise his hand.

Liu Jin's Dao Foundation Green Eagle was quite famous in the Jin capital's young master circle; the Green Eagle was as fast as lightning, and one claw could split gold and crack stone. But everyone had seen clearly just now that the Green Eagle had clearly scratched Xiang Weiyuan's face, yet it hadn't even left a white mark! This face, I fear, could only be cut by an immortal sword.

The banquet was quiet for a moment. Xiang Weiyuan saw that no one wanted to ask for pointers anymore and was just about to return to his seat when he suddenly felt a faint tingling in the center of his brow; someone had actually used killing intent to lock onto his sea of consciousness!

A young swordsman kneeling behind Princess Ningguo slowly stood up, his aura rising step by step, his killing intent undisguised. He stared at Xiang Weiyuan and said word by word: "The princess's things are not so easy to take."

Xiang Weiyuan's expression sank again.

This kind of public behavior of locking onto vital points with killing intent was like pointing at an opponent's nose and cursing, and the finger even poked into the other person's face; it was extremely rude. The problem was that Xiang Weiyuan didn't want to take that hairpin at all, and now it made him look like he was trying his best just to grab a personal ornament from Ningguo.

That swordsman slowly entered the hall and said, "Zhao Guo's Xin Ji, from the Jiangong, Immortal Foundation, Rebirth Realm perfection, wishes to ask for pointers on Lord Xiang's Daoist arts. If Lord Xiang loses, just apologize to the princess."

Xiang Weiyuan looked coldly at Prince Wei. Prince Wei sat smiling, as if he hadn't noticed anything.

Xiang Weiyuan suddenly laughed and said, "Since when have people of the same realm dared to challenge me? It seems I have been too soft-hearted, which is why so many clowns have appeared!"

The young masters present naturally had expressions as ugly as they could be; none of them expected Xiang Weiyuan to be so arrogant. But these words didn't seem to have any problems.

Xiang Weiyuan then looked at the swordsman Xin Ji and said coldly, "To defeat you, I only need one spear."

The swordsman was enraged and laughed, and then an immortal sword like water waves appeared in his hand: "Then let me see how you defeat me with one spear!"

Princess Ningguo's eyes flickered, revealing a hint of cunning; this Xiang Weiyuan still couldn't hold his temper, and he had set himself up with one provocation.

"Spear, come!" Xiang Weiyuan shouted, and the attendant immediately presented the Immaculate Pure Land. The Immaculate Pure Land at this time was fitted with a spearhead, with no gunpowder inside, specifically for banquet competitions.

Xiang Weiyuan held the spear in his hand and crooked his finger at the swordsman.

The swordsman was enraged, and a group of green light lit up in front of him; countless sword Qi layered on top of each other, like a sun made of sword Qi slowly rising!

But the sword Qi had only accumulated halfway when the entire hall suddenly trembled; Xiang Weiyuan exerted force and stepped on the ground, and in one step, he was already in front of the swordsman. The power of this step actually made the array protecting the entire Prince Wei's residence shake!

Xiang Weiyuan thrust his spear into the sword Qi sun, and the terrifying physical strength instantly destroyed countless sword Qi; the few remaining sword Qi landed on Xiang Weiyuan, but only left a few red marks.

The Jiangong's unique skill 【Green Sun Shines on Three States】 was actually broken by Xiang Weiyuan purely with physical strength! After receiving this spear, Xin Ji finally knew how terrifying Xiang Weiyuan's physical body was; I fear even an adult Bloodthirsty Mountain Giant would be no more than this.

The sword Qi Green Sun shattered, Xin Ji staggered back, and suddenly saw Xiang Weiyuan raise the long spear again, using the spear as a staff, and slashed down at his head!

This strike was extremely fierce, like a great star falling; he had to block with his sword horizontally, and as a result, with a bang, countless sword Qi were smashed and flew in all directions, and the immortal sword in his hand was broken in the middle; his Dao Foundation was already damaged.

Xin Ji fell to the ground, pointing at Xiang Weiyuan with a face full of grief and indignation, but blood bubbled from his mouth, and he couldn't speak for a moment.

Xiang Weiyuan immediately said, "Let you be defeated clearly; this spear of mine is named: Plum Blossoms Open Twice!"

The whole hall was silent.

Leaving aside whether it was one spear or two, in the two battles, Xiang Weiyuan did not use a single bit of Dao power, defeating his opponents purely with physical strength, and he won in a crushing manner. This kind of physical body was simply not something a human could have; I fear even the legendary demon gods and demon kings would be no more than this.

Xiang Weiyuan laughed loudly and said to Prince Wei, "I have had enough fun today, so I won't bother you anymore. If Prince Wei still has the interest, see you at the Autumn Hunt! Goodbye!"

Without waiting for Prince Wei to see him off, Xiang Weiyuan strode out of the main hall. Outside the hall, Xiang Weiyuan's voice could be heard faintly: "In the future, if there are any more visiting cards from Prince Wei, throw them away directly!"

Someone said, "Lord Xiang, this... is not very good, right?"

"It's just a prince without real power, what are you afraid of him for?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 314 =====