I Can Merge Techniques

Chapter 585: Chapter 169: Who’s Crazier?; Gifted a Body Tempering Holy Medicine

She swept her long spear, creating a vicious gale. Weaving between the two plumes of black smoke, she tried to force out her opponent’s True Body.

And just as Wang Yiyi was locked in a struggle with the slippery Ghost Bone Elder...

Nearby, Princess Zhaohua turned her head. Her ice-cold gaze fell upon Li Qingcang, who still stood with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Why aren’t you helping?" she asked, her voice chilling. "If we surround him together, there’s no way he can escape."

Li Qingcang lightly flicked a speck of non-existent dust from his sleeve. His expression remained nonchalant, his tone steeped in a bone-deep arrogance. "His Divine Sense is ethereal and unstable. His aura is strong, but it lacks any foundation. It’s nothing more than a worthless Divine Sense Avatar. It’s not worthy of my sword."

’Shit!’

Nearby, the corner of Chu Fan’s mouth twitched, and he cursed under his breath.

’Have they all practiced so hard they’ve fried their brains?’

’And these are supposed to be the peerless prodigies of Qing Province?’

’They aren’t prodigies, they’re posers, plain and simple!’

But complaints were one thing. Chu Fan’s sharp mind still managed to extract a key piece of information from Li Qingcang’s pretentious posturing—

’The Ghost Bone Elder before them wasn’t his True Body!’

’No wonder...’

Chu Fan had been puzzled. According to the memories he’d obtained from using Soul Search on Mo Yunzi, the Ghost Bone Elder was sinister, cunning, and valued his own life above all else. He was the epitome of caution—the kind of person who wouldn’t risk anything without a guaranteed reward and would still be paranoid about the risks.

Why would he take the enormous risk of being cornered by the Demon Suppression Bureau’s experts just to kill a minor Demon Suppression Guard like him? And to swagger right up to the outskirts of Qing Province, no less?

’So it was just an avatar.’

But if a mere avatar possessed such terrifying pressure and could so easily handle the spear of a Wang Family prodigy...

...then the Ghost Bone Elder’s True Body must be far more terrifying than he had imagined.

At that thought, Chu Fan’s left hand, hidden behind his back, stealthily closed around a Talisman he had prepared earlier.

The Talisman instantly began to burn in his palm, yet not a single spark escaped.

No one noticed the ground beneath his feet, where the faint Rune of a Netherworld Array flashed for a split second before sinking back into the earth and vanishing completely.

Meanwhile, the battle had reached a stalemate.

Wang Yiyi’s Spear Technique was a flurry of wide, powerful sweeps. Her momentum was unstoppable, each strike ruthless as she relentlessly bombarded the two plumes of black smoke, refusing to give them a single opening.

But the Ghost Bone Elder’s avatar was exceedingly cunning.

He seemed wary of the Wang Family’s powerful background, or perhaps he knew an avatar couldn’t clash head-on with Wang Yiyi. So, he adopted a roguish guerilla tactic: "When the enemy advances, I retreat. When the enemy tires, I harass."

He flickered left and right through the air like a phantom, refusing to confront Wang Yiyi directly. His only goal was to get past her and exact his revenge on Chu Fan.

The scene became almost farcical.

Wang Yiyi fought with increasing ferocity, her spear moving like a dragon, whipping up fierce gales and clouds of dust.

Li Qingcang stood by, a mere spectator, striking the perfect pose of a detached master.

Princess Zhaohua, who had just suggested they surround their foe, was now provoked by Li Qingcang’s attitude. She stood on her dignity, unwilling to earn a reputation for ganging up on an opponent.

And Chu Fan said nothing. His eyes narrowed, he silently observed the battlefield, carefully analyzing the Ghost Bone Elder’s movements and searching for an opening.

「A short while later...」

BOOM!

Wang Yiyi’s spear slammed into empty air, kicking up a cloud of dust.

She seemed to have been truly enraged, for every one of her moves shook the very heavens and earth!

Suddenly, Wang Yiyi stopped dead in her tracks. She whirled around and roared at the two spectators, "Hey! I can accept Li Qingcang standing over there posturing and refusing to lift a finger, but you, Commandery Princess, are you just going to stand there and watch the show, too?"

"We accepted a bounty from the Demon Suppression Bureau! We promised to eliminate this old fiend!"

"Are you just going to stand by and watch as he slips through our fingers?!"

Hearing this blunt rebuke, Princess Zhaohua frowned slightly, clearly displeased.

She took a single, soft step forward, her slender hand slowly coming to rest on the hilt of the sword at her waist—the Qiushui.

SHIIING—

The longsword slid half an inch from its scabbard. A bone-chilling cold instantly enveloped the area, causing the ambient temperature to plummet.

"I will only strike once. Whether you can handle it is your problem."

Princess Zhaohua’s voice remained as cold and emotionless as ever.

SLAP!

Wang Yiyi slapped a hand to her forehead in exasperation. "Here we go again! Every single time!"

Nearby, Chu Fan couldn’t help but roll his eyes.

’These posers are unbelievable.’

’By comparison, Wang Yiyi might have a short fuse, but at least she’s a normal person.’

In the next moment, the situation changed dramatically. The very sky seemed to shift...

A world-shaking Sword Intent erupted from Princess Zhaohua, soaring into the heavens.

High in the sky above, an endless tide of Spiritual Mechanism gathered at a frantic pace, coalescing in the blink of an eye into a gigantic Immortal Sword over a hundred feet long!

The blade glinted with a biting frost, radiating an aura capable of destroying the world.

Its tip pointed directly at the two plumes of black smoke... and at Wang Yiyi, who was right beside them!

"You—you lunatic!"

Wang Yiyi glanced up in fury at the colossal Immortal Sword hanging over her head. Her pretty face paled instantly as she cursed under her breath.

’She knew Princess Zhaohua’s personality all too well...’

’The princess never held back when she used her sword, showing no regard for collateral damage.’

’When she said "only one strike," she meant it literally—a full-blown, indiscriminate attack, consequences be damned!’

’If she didn’t get out of the way, fast, that single strike might annihilate the Ghost Bone Elder, but she’d be lucky to escape with her life!’

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