Saintly Virtue Daoist was truly infuriated by this exchange. As the usually high-ranking Vice Sect Leader, when had he ever received such treatnt?
Throughout the argunt, the other party persistently focused on the origin of the Life Seal, no matter what he said, the opponent always steered the conversation back to this topic, leading the dialogue to beco the following.
Master Guangmie shouted hoarsely, "The Life Seal is the Sect’s Treasure passed down through generations of our sect."
Xiao Tian sneered, "You stole it from soone else."
Master Guangmie raged, "We have painstakingly researched for generations, with written reports and records totaling over a million words, all of which can serve as evidence."
Xiao Tian sneered, "You stole it from soone else."
Master Guangmie was like a madman, "The fact that the Life Seal belongs to our sect is recognized by all other sects; in addition, we also have proof with the signature and stamp of the Daoist Association. It’s official; what more is there to argue?"
Xiao Tian sneered, "You stole it from soone else."
Master Guangmie: "..."
...
Their conversation was completely out of sync, naturally unable to reach any conclusion.
Thus, Master Guangmie, at the end of his patience, issued an ultimatum, while his hatred for Saintly Virtue Daoist surged like a never-ending river.
As for how Xiao Tian ca to know this secret, only circulated among the elders of the Dao Yi Sect, there was no need to say; Master Guangmie could guess that it was undoubtedly leaked by the petty Saintly Virtue Daoist.
And when Xiao Tian heard Master Guangmie’s threatening words, he scoffed, "Why should I give you my family heirloom?!"
"Ah ah ah ah ah!"
Upon hearing Xiao Tian ntion the words ’family heirloom’ again, Master Guangmie roared in anger, his voice conveying palpable grief and indignation.
anwhile, Xiao Tian’s technique was finally complete...
In fact, how could Xiao Tian have the leisure to engage in such aningless banter with Master Guangmie?
The sole purpose was to buy ti to prepare his killer move; otherwise, Xiao Tian would not have wasted words with him from the start.
Now, Xiao Tian’s abilities temporarily exceeded his peak, naturally prompting him to try future techniques as much as possible, and even if they couldn’t be sustained long, indulging himself a bit wasn’t bad.
The benefits for the future were also self-evident; at least it would prevent setbacks due to unfamiliarity with the moves right after a breakthrough.
For Xiao Tian, any loss like this was best suffered sooner rather than later!
The previous Coiling Arm Flying Dragon had already thrilled him imnsely; he wondered how fierce the move would be this ti?
Xiao Tian couldn’t help but silently anticipate...
With Master Guangmie ready, Xiao Tian’s technique was also fully prepared.
He clenched his fists facing each other, then slowly extended them to the sides in the void, and shockingly, as the distance increased, the air seed to distort slightly.
The distortion resembled the shimr above flas, as if the air was being burned due to extre heat.
When he finally stopped, a black chain appeared out of thin air in his hands.
The black iron chain was enveloped with a layer of azure flas, the flas fiercely swaying, seemingly capable of burning all things in the world, yet Xiao Tian, firmly gripping both ends of the chain, showed no signs of pain on his face.
Master Guangmie was frightened by this bizarre scene, his face grave as he waved the duster in his hand, sending out a red light that struck the chain in Xiao Tian’s hands.
The red light hit the blue flas, and the result left Master Guangmie dumbfounded.
As soon as the two energies made contact, the red light emitted by Master Guangmie’s duster gradually disappeared and extinguished under the blue flas of Xiao Tian’s chain.
As if the flas were doused by water, or like commoners submissively before a sovereign, not daring to display the slightest might.
This result not only astonished Master Guangmie but also greatly surprised Xiao Tian.
Although Xiao Tian’s chain, wrapped in azure flas, looked absolutely impressive, it wasn’t actually physical in nature but an energy weapon ford by condensed True Qi.
In a certain sense, if struck by energy attacks, this energy-based weapon was even more fragile than a solid sword or blade.
Should the opponent’s power slightly surpass his own, instability could occur, and it might even be instantly shattered.
According to Xiao Tian’s initial estimation, the energy chain ford by his True Qi might not scatter under Master Guangmie’s assault.
But there would certainly be True Qi fluctuations, at the very least costing so True Qi.
What he didn’t expect was that the energy weapon ford by consuming imnse True Qi took the attack effortlessly, as if it’s sheer joy and ease.
Overjoyed, Xiao Tian hurriedly used his Cultivation Technique to propel the chain in his hand to attack, releasing his left hand and swinging his right fist before charging towards Master Guangmie.
The air slightly crackled as he just waved it in a circle, indicating the imnse power of the strike.
Seeing Xiao Tian using the chain as a long whip, Master Guangmie had no ti to marvel as he brandished his duster to counter, but the result was yet another shock.
When Master Guangmie’s duster entangled Xiao Tian’s chain, his eyes lit up as he raised his hand, attempting to wrest the chain away.
Master Guangmie completed the move smoothly, exuding satisfaction, yet his expression swiftly shifted to intense fear.
For the duster in his hand had turned into a broken stick?!
It turned out that as soon as Master Guangmie’s duster entangled Xiao Tian’s chain, the blazing azure flas scorched it completely.
Hence, when Master Guangmie lifted his hand, only a small stick remained, swift action being his only saving grace.
If he had withdrawn a mont later, even that stick would be gone by now.
The unforeseen result instantly turned into profound fear, like a dark cloud overshadowing Master Guangmie’s heart.
Common folks believed it to be a symbol of the Dao Yi Sect, yet only a few high-ranking mbers understood the true worth of the duster in Saintly Virtue Daoist’s hand.
The rareness of the raw materials and their exorbitant price were enough to discourage ordinary small sects from even dreaming about it.
Looking at the ivory-made half-duster in his hand, Master Guangmie decisively resolved to flee. Reclaiming the Life Seal was not just his responsibility alone.
Losing his life or sustaining severe injuries for it was unacceptable to him.
However, how could Xiao Tian possibly let him leave so easily? Just as Guangmie turned to flee, the dreaded chain swiftly ca hurling towards him once more.
At that mont, in Master Guangmie’s eyes, the chain in Xiao Tian’s hands was no longer an energy weapon ford by True Qi, but a soul-reaping life-taking shackle!
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