Chapter 145: Sword Cultivator?

Have you forgotten who that fellow Daoist is?

Hu Jiushisan snorted coldly.

Although that's what was said, if you look closely, you can still see shock in its eyes.

Obviously.

It was also frightened by Wang Ping'an using the Golden Light Talisman to repeatedly block the two strongmen's successive magical attacks.

According to common sense, a Golden Light Talisman is merely an elementary talisman—one can at most block a single magical attack. For Wang Ping'an to block attacks repeatedly, how could it not be shocked?

Although.

It knew that Wang Ping'an's Golden Light Talisman was crafted by a talisman master, differing from ordinary ones, but it never imagined the difference would be so great—saying it's worlds apart is not an exaggeration.

Are talismans drawn by a talisman master really this powerful?

Niuda's face and eyes were full of shock.

It originally still wanted, despite injuries, to drive away the two strongmen attacking Wang Ping'an.

To perform well before Wang Ping'an and draw closer to him.

To obtain a large quantity of talismans from Wang Ping'an and make a tidy profit.

Wait…… make a profit……

Niuda saw the golden barrier before Wang Ping'an, and after the two strongmen's repeated attacks, a crack had appeared, spreading like a spiderweb.

Bang!

Soon after, like a shattered mirror, it split into pieces.

Just as the two strongmen saw the Golden Light Talisman broken, a hint of joy appeared on their faces, and as they were about to use magic to kill Wang Ping'an, another golden barrier appeared before him.

Blocking one magical attack after another!

Indeed!

This scene was not beyond Niuda's expectation; just now Wang Ping'an took out a large stack of talismans—how could he possibly not have talismans for self-defense on him?

Watching the golden barrier formed by the Golden Light Talisman block one magical attack after another, Niuda's eyes grew brighter, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and he exclaimed excitedly:

"Jiushisan, in my view, this fellow Daoist's talismans—let alone selling two for three low-grade spirit stones, even selling one for two low-grade spirit stones is no problem!"

"Do you even need to say that?"

Hu Jiushisan gave a cold snort, his face full of fervor; he was naturally smart and had a head for business. Seeing Wang Ping'an's Golden Light Talisman block wave after wave of magical attacks, aside from shock in his heart,

More than that, he was excited!

With this Golden Light Talisman as an example, he believes that the Golden Light Talismans made by Wang Ping'an will surely fetch a great sum.

"You damned thing, look at how pleased you are—you're not afraid that earning too many spirit stones will get you struck by lightning on the road!"

Niuda couldn't help cursing silently; it wasn't that he hadn't considered reporting Jiushisan for making a fortune—surely someone powerful would come to deal with him then.

Extorting the low-grade spirit stones Jiushisan earned would be trivial; the main point is that it's very likely Jiushisan would be transferred from his current position.

Just that.

Such a thought hadn't lingered a second in its mind before it shook its head to dispel it.

Although.

It was envious of Jiushisan's big profit this time, but it still hoped there would be a next time; if Jiushisan were just pushed out like this,

Jiushisan would surely retaliate against it, not to mention that people coming from elsewhere have their own confidants, and they would very likely drive it away as well.

Not only does harming others not benefit oneself, it also harms oneself equally.

Such an act, it naturally cannot do. Niuda can only suppress the envy and jealousy in his heart, dare not glance again at Jiushisan, lest greed cloud his eyes and lead him to murder and robbery, and he changed his tone:

"Jiushisan, now that fellow Daoist has the Golden Light Talisman protecting him, we have no chance to show ourselves—what should we do, just return empty-handed?"

"Return empty-handed?"

Jiushisan looked on unwillingly as, under the two strongmen's full-force assault, the Golden Light Talisman blocked one magical attack after another; even if the golden barrier shattered, another golden barrier formed again.

It didn't know how many Golden Light Talismans Wang Ping'an had!

But those two strongmen still wanted to assassinate Wang Ping'an, which is nearly impossible.

Those two strongmen clearly already had the intention to leave!

Hu Jiushisan frowned slightly and said, "Niuda, do you dare to risk your life?"

"Risk your life?"

Niuda first stared, then reacted, guessing the meaning of Jiushisan's words, gritted his teeth, and said:

"I'm just a lowly life; as long as I can get closer to that fellow Daoist, what's the matter with risking my life?"

"Alright, then let's give it our all!"

This novel you have arrived at

Hu Jiushisan's face turned grave as he said, "Let's kill those two bastards who dared to assassinate that fellow Daoist; I don't believe this won't bring us closer to him!"

It considered itself a smart person who always thinks before acting and wouldn't joke with its own life, but if it could stake its life for a future, it would still be willing to give it a try.

"Good!"

Niuda responded with a sound, looking at the two strongmen in the spirit boat above, a flash of killing intent crossed his eyes, just as he was about to act, he saw two streaks of Flowing Light flash by, and immediately a spray of blood appeared on the two strongmen.

Two Flying Swords pierced through the backs of the two strongmen!

"Pfft!", "Pfft!"

The two strongmen, along with the spirit boat, plummeted from the sky.

"How is that possible?"

Hu Jiushisan widened his eyes, exchanged a glance with Niuda, his face full of shock, he swallowed his saliva, his voice trembling, he cried out in panic:

"These two strongmen just died like that?"

Just now.

They personally witnessed two strongmen repeatedly attacking Wang Ping'an; Wang Ping'an did not fight back, but instead resisted the attack by relying on the golden light talisman.

They thought Wang Ping'an lacked the strength to counterattack—wrong, he had a lightning-strike talisman, so counterattacking was no problem; they also wondered when he would counterattack, whether when the two strongmen were exhausted or when the two strongmen turned to prepare to flee.

The two strongmen could tell at a glance that this was not their first time engaging in murder and robbery.

They knew the principle that when something cannot be done, one should retreat a thousand li!

Just that.

They never expected that Wang Ping'an would counterattack immediately as the two strongmen fled, not relying on the lightning-strike talisman or any other talisman, but instead relying on the flying sword.

Of course.

What shocked them most was that the flying sword flew out from inside the paper person and Line2: Peregrine Falcon Little Gray.

This was something they could never have imagined!

"Could it be that the master behind the paper person and the little bird is a Sword Cultivator?"

Hu Jiushisan frowned slightly, his face full of worry, "If he is a Sword Cultivator, then who is the talisman master, and where did his talismans come from?"

Dao cultivators often have many side jobs, such as talisman makers, artifact refiners, pill refiners…… but Sword Cultivators rarely engage in dual cultivation, because their essence, energy, and spirit are all devoted to the sword apparatus.

Apart from the sword apparatus, they have no external possessions; many Sword Cultivators even cast aside love and desire behind their backs—how could they possibly have the energy to pursue other side jobs?

(End of chapter)