Cultivation: I Can Traverse Otherworlds

BANG!

Even a door reinforced by a Secret Technique couldn’t withstand the destructive Giant Power of a Dao Foundation Cultivator and shattered with a crash.

"Haha..."

Yu Lou grinned, laughing as he strode into the room. His eyes fell on Huu Lishu, who was pale-faced and cowering in a corner.

"Sister Huu, why be so distant?"

"We came to the island together, and we were neighbors before that. We should be getting closer."

"Yu Lou!" Huu Lishu roared.

"You forced your way into my home! Aren’t you afraid the Association Leader will hold you accountable?"

"The Association Leader?" A sneer spread across Yu Lou’s face.

"You mean Chen Tong?"

"He can barely save himself right now. I doubt he has time to deal with you, so I’d advise you not to waste your breath."

As he spoke, he continued to advance on her.

CRACK!

A strange sound suddenly came from the walls on either side, and a dozen Crossbow Arrows, each affixed with Talisman Paper, shot toward Yu Lou.

It was a common tactic used by Mortals, yet it somehow showed the potential to destroy a Dao Foundation Cultivator.

"Halt!"

Yu Lou’s expression changed slightly. He immediately formed a Spell with his hand and pointed forward. The very air seemed to freeze.

The incoming Crossbow Arrows stopped in mid-air, as if held in place by an invisible force.

His figure flickered as he moved closer to Huu Lishu. Behind him, the arrows resumed their flight, but they only struck empty air.

BOOM!

Spiritual Light erupted.

A halo of all-consuming light abruptly appeared in the center of the room.

"Damn!"

Yu Lou’s eye twitched violently.

"The Little Five Elements Extinction Spirit Talisman... If I hadn’t reacted fast enough and had a few tricks up my sleeve, I might have actually fallen here."

"Sister Huu..."

"You really are a cruel one!"

The thought of the consequences had he fallen into her trap twisted Yu Lou’s face into a savage snarl. He glared at her viciously.

"Don’t force my hand. Give me the recipe for the Thousand-Day Intoxication, and I might just spare your life!"

"The recipe?" Huu Lishu stumbled backward.

"So it was Brother Lai’s recipe you were after all along."

"Not just the recipe, of course." Yu Lou grinned, his gaze raking deliberately over Huu Lishu’s body.

"And you too, Sister Huu!"

"Haha..."

With a loud laugh, he lunged, causing Huu Lishu to scream. She crashed through the window frame and fled wretchedly into the backyard.

"Run!"

Yu Lou wasn’t in a hurry. He pursued her with his arms outstretched like a cat toying with a mouse, a mocking expression on his face.

"Let’s see where you can run to."

The more panicked Huu Lishu became, the more excited he grew.

The thought of capturing her and having his way with her made Yu Lou’s breath quicken and his heart pound.

"Run!"

"Keep running!"

With her Lifebound Spiritual Artifact destroyed and her strength reduced to the Innate Realm, Huu Lishu was no match for Yu Lou.

In just a few moments, she was cornered in the courtyard.

"Help!"

Facing the steadily advancing Yu Lou, all she could do was scream for help in despair.

"Help me!"

"It’s no use," Yu Lou chuckled lowly.

"Why do you think I dared to force my way into your courtyard? It’s because there’s no one who can save you right now."

"Sister Huu, your judgment of character has always been poor."

"That one from the Hex Family, the Drunken Daoist Yann Lai, and your neighbor Zhu Ju—not a single one of them has met a good end."

"Huh?"

His voice trailed off. He looked toward the neighboring house in surprise as a familiar aura in his perception suddenly vanished.

’Tong Jiao?’

"I think I heard someone mention my name." Just then, a voice came from behind him.

"Is that so?"

SWOOSH!

Yu Lou spun around to see Zhu Ju, who had appeared behind him at some unknown moment. His eyes instinctively narrowed.

But he recovered in an instant.

’The smell of blood?’

"It seems that woman Tong Jiao failed. What a waste. And after she used every trick in the book to snatch your manor from me."

Yu Lou’s face was filled with contempt.

"Zhu, do you really think you’re all that?"

"Without your Talisman Treasure, you’re just a Cultivator who recently reached the Dao Foundation Realm. And you still dare to show your face before me?"

SWISH!

Without any visible movement from him, three sharp glints of light suddenly appeared, stabbing toward Zhu Ju’s brow, throat, and heart.

Fishhooks!

Yu Lou’s Magical Artifacts were actually three fishhooks.

They were unassuming fishhooks, but they were forged from thousand-year-old Profound Iron from the bottom of the sea, making them sharp enough to pierce through anything.

Sword Light Division!

The fishhooks trembled violently, instantly transforming into dozens of streaks of light that completely enveloped Zhu Ju in the blink of an eye.

Yu Lou’s tone was full of disdain, but his actions were merciless. He struck with his full power from the very beginning.

They were practically face-to-face, and it was a sudden sneak attack.

Even if they were evenly matched, let alone with a minor Realm difference in their Cultivation, such an attack could easily land.

"Watch out!"

Huu Lishu cried out urgently.

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, be careful!"

CLANG!

Before her voice had even faded, the crisp hum of a sword rang out.

The clear, cold, and melodious sword hum carried a mysterious quality as it rose against the siege of the attacking fishhooks.

SWOOSH!

The Ten Directions Sword shot out like lightning. It trembled, transforming into dozens of Sword Lights that met the incoming fishhooks head-on.

Fast!

Impossibly fast!

The speed of the Flying Sword controlled by Zhu Ju was astonishing.

In an instant, the area was filled with the flash of Sword Light, obscuring the figures within. The attacking fishhooks were forcefully intercepted.

"You little bastard!"

The muscles in Yu Lou’s cheeks twitched, his face a mask of shock and fury.

"So you do have some skill."

He, a Mid-Stage Dao Foundation Cultivator, had launched a full-powered sneak attack with his controlled weapons, yet he had failed to gain the upper hand.

’This means...’

’Zhu Ju’s Sword Control Method is more than just a level above mine!’

’He only advanced to the Dao Foundation Realm twenty years ago, yet he’s already this capable. Given time, wouldn’t mastering Sword Dao Divine Techniques be a simple matter for him?’

’Sword Qi Thunder Sound, Refining Sword into Silk...’

’If Zhu Ju mastered techniques like these, it would be normal for him to defeat opponents stronger than himself.’

At this moment, Zhu Ju was completely immersed in the state of battling an enemy with his Flying Sword, his Divine Soul merging with the blade.

The Essence Spirit!

It provided him with a continuous supply of blood essence.

The Power Spirit!

It made the Flying Sword’s strikes ferocious.

The Heroic Spirit!

It governed speed.

The entry of the Three Spirits into his body seemed to trigger some special change.

Zhu Ju felt that controlling his Flying Sword was easier than ever before; he had reached the point where a mere thought could direct it.

Even with the Ten Directions Sword divided into dozens of Sword Lights, he could still control them as easily as pointing a finger.

Even his Sword Control Method, the "Ten Directions Killing Dao," which he had only just begun to grasp, advanced to a higher realm in this moment.

He had ascended to the master’s hall!

As the Sword Formulas perfected themselves, the power of the Sword Light increased with it.

SWOOSH!

The Sword Light flashed repeatedly.

In an instant, the incoming attacks were all deflected. Zhu Ju formed a sword seal with his hand, achieving Human-Sword Unity as he charged straight at Yu Lou.

’So strong!’

Huu Lishu’s eyes went wide.

She knew Zhu Ju was skilled, but she never imagined he was this powerful. He could defeat a stronger opponent relying solely on his Sword Control Method.

After all, no matter how unremarkable Yu Lou seemed, he was still a Mid-Stage Dao Foundation Cultivator.

"Halt!"

Suddenly.

Time itself seemed to freeze.

Zhu Ju, who was forming a sword seal and controlling his Flying Sword, froze in mid-air. The light of his Ten Directions Sword was on the verge of release, yet held back.

Yu Lou’s eyes were wide, blood trickling from their corners. He held a Spell in one hand, pointing distantly at the empty space before him.

The True Words Spell!

A single word could move heaven and earth.

"HUFF... HUFF..."

Yu Lou gasped for breath. It was clear that casting such a Magic was immensely draining for him, but the effect was obvious. A savage grin split his face.

"Did you really think I had no other tricks?"

"My True Words Spell is an inheritance from a Sect of the Ancient Era. It can freeze a Divine Soul, Primordial Energy, and Spiritual Light! Legend says that when mastered, it can even freeze time and space."

"The reason I’ve made it this far is because of this Secret Technique!"

He panted heavily as he pulled a dagger from his robes and walked up to Zhu Ju, all under the despairing gaze of Huu Lishu.

"Many people have underestimated me,"

Yu Lou whispered.

"I let them underestimate me, because I know it’s the only way they won’t pay me any real attention."

"And I..."

"...can take the opportunity to reap enough benefits."

"I’ve been through this many times. You’re not the first, and you certainly won’t be the last."

"Go to hell!"

He gripped the dagger and, with a great roar, stabbed down at Zhu Ju’s neck.

TING...

The sound of metal on metal rang out.

Yu Lou’s wrist trembled, the dagger nearly flying from his grasp. He stared at Zhu Ju in shock.

"A Body Refining Hard Skill!"

’And a Hard Skill of at least the Second-Layer Body Refining, at that.’

WHOOSH...

As he spoke, the effects of the True Words Spell began to fade. Zhu Ju’s body stirred, and he threw an elbow strike at Yu Lou.

It looked like an ordinary elbow strike, but it nearly knocked his guts out.

PUH!

Yu Lou spat a mouthful of blood and roared furiously,

"Halt!"

’Again!’

Zhu Ju could clearly sense that the moment the word left Yu Lou’s lips, the Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi abruptly stagnated.

Everything in the world froze.

His own body felt as if it were bound tightly from the inside out by countless ropes and threads, rendering him completely immobile.

’Not just my body!’

’My True Essence has stopped circulating as well.’

’Even the thoughts in my Sea of Consciousness have slowed to a crawl. This kind of Magic is simply absurd.’

"Die!"

This time, Yu Lou had learned his lesson. Instead of approaching with a dagger in hand, he sent his fishhooks to kill.

Even with a successfully cultivated body, it would be difficult to withstand the killing power of a Top-Grade Spiritual Artifact while immobilized.

SWISH!

A five-colored glow flashed and vanished.

The attacking fishhooks abruptly disappeared.

Yu Lou froze for a second, then realized an arm had pierced through his chest, tearing a bloody hole.

"How... How can this be?"

His face was one of utter shock, his eyes filled with incomprehension.

’My True Words Spell has never failed in all these years. It can even briefly freeze a Late-Stage Dao Foundation Cultivator. Unless...’

’A Magical Treasure!’

His gaze fell on Zhu Ju’s arm. A flicker of understanding crossed his eyes before his consciousness sank into endless darkness.

Zhu Ju shook his head lightly.

’His True Words Spell is powerful, but not unbeatable. At least my left hand had some room to move.’

’After connecting with the third spirit, the Heroic Spirit, my mutated left arm has grown stronger again. It vaguely possesses the characteristics of a Middle Grade Magical Treasure.’

’Once I connect with the fourth spirit, it will definitely become a true Middle Grade Magical Treasure!’

Yu Lou’s True Words Spell was powerful, but it couldn’t immobilize his left hand.

"Brother... Brother Zhu?" Huu Lishu was still in a daze, not yet having recovered from the sudden turn of events.

"Fellow Daoist Huu."

Zhu Ju snapped back to attention and quickly looted Yu Lou’s body as he said,

"We need to leave. Now."

"A powerful expert is coming!"

’An expert?’

Huu Lishu froze.

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BOOM!

With a tremendous roar, two figures were forced back.

"Yuann Mo!"

Chen Tong, a giant bell floating above his head, roared in fury.

"You dare to attack me!"

"Why wouldn’t I dare?" Yuann Mo snorted coldly.

"Chen, look around you. You’re all alone now. What makes you think you can compete with me?"

"Vice President Yuann," someone reminded him.

"Be careful."

"Chen Tong’s Infinite Bell can reflect all kinds of attacks; it’s best at dealing with multiple opponents. Fortunately, he’s heavily injured. As long as we drag this out, victory will be ours."

"Sunx Hou!" Chen Tong raged.

"I treated you like a brother! Is this how you repay me?"

"Chairman Chen," Sunx Hou chuckled lowly.

"’He who understands the times is a wise man.’ Yunjing Island is in chaos right now, which is the perfect time for us Loose Cultivators to fish in troubled waters. But you want to just huddle in a corner and survive? Then don’t blame us for making an example out of you."

"Haha..." Yuann Mo laughed heartily.

"Well said!"

"Attack!"

A great battle was about to erupt.

Just then.

A vast aura swept out from the dense fog, carrying with it an indignant, murderous intent, followed by a furious roar.

"Where is the murderer who killed my brother?"

"Get the hell out here!"

?

Everyone froze.

’Late-Stage Dao Foundation!’

Yuann Mo’s face changed drastically, and Chen Tong’s expression became one of confusion.

There weren’t many Late-Stage Dao Foundation Cultivators on the island, and they had never heard this person’s voice before. They had no idea who it could be.

"Kill!"

The voice rose again.

"Kill every single person here! Find that Zhu Ju and avenge my brother, Kou Wen!"

"Yes, sir!"

A chorus of shouts followed in response.

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