Chapter 1367: Chapter 1358: Leave the rest to
Standing beside Jiang Junhua, the three Loose Cultivators saw Shui nghan summon the Middle Grade spiritual artifact, the Qiankun Bell, and greed flashed in their eyes. In the Refining Sect within the Earth Profound Realm, the highest-ranked artifact refiners are only Fifth-Rank, and even they can only occasionally craft High Grade spiritual artifacts, with success rates less than one hundred percent.
Therefore, spiritual artifacts are extrely precious treasures in the Earth Profound Realm. Throughout the entire Refining Sect, only one Lower Grade, Middle Grade, and High Grade spiritual artifact can typically be crafted each year, let alone treasures above spiritual artifacts and immortal artifacts, which might be inherited within deeply established great sects. Immortal artifacts are almost legendary.
Among the types of magical artifacts crafted by artifact refiners are classified into attack types, flight types, and defensive types. Defensive artifacts are the hardest to refine, with even lower success rates compared to attack and flight types. Thus, you can see why the Qiankun Bell Shui nghan revealed is so enviable.
No wonder Jiang Motian felt so pained when his defensive Lower Grade spiritual artifact, the Azure Dragon Shield, was destroyed. But Jiang Motian is rely a disciple of Song Chuni, who is only an Elder in the Yinming Sect. The treasures she can provide to Jiang Motian are quite limited.
However, Shui nghan is different. She is the granddaughter of the Family Head of Shuis—a formidable Fifth-Rank sect—and upon entering this relic site, the Family Head surely provided her with one or two defensive treasures before she left.
Previously, while being hunted down by Jiang Motian and others, Shui nghan used a defensive High Grade magic artifact. But given her current strength, utilizing a Middle Grade spiritual artifact was sowhat challenging. That defensive High Grade magic artifact was broken by Jiang Motian and others and could no longer be used, so she could only resort to the Qiankun Bell.
Under the Qiankun Bell, enveloped in white light, Shui nghan and Ye Chenfeng stood as she continuously fed her spiritual energy into the Bell. If she ceased transferring spiritual energy, the Qiankun Bell would not provide protection for them.
Jiang Junhua looked at the pale as paper Shui nghan, his eyes gleaming with greed and desire. He said, “Shui nghan, don’t you think you’re a high and mighty princess? Soon, Jiang Junhua will let you taste the ecstasy of it; I’ve been waiting a long ti for this day.”
Subsequently, Jiang Junhua turned to the three Loose Cultivators beside him and said, “Are any of you interested? The second Miss from the Shuis is chaste. If you’re interested, you can join in.”
The old man at the Peak of the Third Layer of Ocean Gathering Realm, the scarred youth at the Initial Stage of the Third Layer, and the one-eyed man at the Late Stage of the Third Layer—all of them examined Shui nghan’s figure and face, their expressions full of desire.
Enveloped in the white light of the Qiankun Bell, Shui nghan saw their unabashed stares, her chest heaving with fury as she shouted, “Jiang Junhua, you ignorant lot, may you die terribly.”
“Shui nghan, haven’t you grasped the situation yet? You should be kneeling and begging for rcy from us.”
Jiang Junhua’s palms closed together, and his ridians’ Spiritual Qi River surged tumultuously, a vast aura burst forth from him. His palms swiftly slamd towards the white light: “Raging Waves!”
Two powerful forces suddenly blasted out from Jiang Junhua’s palms, colliding heavily with the white light.
The three Loose Cultivators nearby simultaneously unleashed their best combat skills, crazily attacking the white light.
Shui nghan, who was continually channeling spiritual energy into the Qiankun Bell, saw the white light ripple incessantly under Jiang Junhua and others’ relentless attacks. Her face grew even paler, devoid of any trace of blood, yet she desperately held the white light from being broken by Jiang Junhua and others.
After Jiang Junhua and three Loose Cultivators attacked continuously for over two minutes, although the white light remained unstable, they couldn’t fully break through it in a short ti. This is the power of a defensive Middle Grade spiritual artifact.
The scarred young man said, “Young Master Jiang, it seems we can’t break through the defense of this Middle Grade spiritual artifact anyti soon. We’d better focus on exploring the Sword God tomb first.”
The other two Loose Cultivators also nodded solemnly, as exploring the Sword God tomb seed more significant than indulging in Shui nghan for them.
After seeing the attitude of the three Loose Cultivators, a decisive look flashed on Jiang Junhua’s face, and he said, “Stand aside and watch! I have a trump card I haven’t revealed yet! I’ll break through this defense instantly.”
His words barely ended as his storage ring flashed, and a silver-white stick appeared in his palm, emitting faint luminescence and complex vein patterns carved upon it.
Standing under the Qiankun Bell, Shui nghan’s pale complexion changed slightly upon seeing the silver-white stick in Jiang Junhua’s hand, for she recognized its origin—this was a treasure belonging to the Great Elder of the Shuis, called the Heaven-Shaking Rod, an attack-type Middle Grade spiritual artifact.
This Heaven-Shaking Rod was said to have been acquired by the Great Elder of the Shuis from a relic site, later verified by masters from the Refining Sect as possessing the rank of a Middle Grade spiritual artifact.
Years ago, the Great Elder of the Shuis, in the Creation Realm, wielded this silver-white stick against enemies, eventually moving heaven and earth with it. Since that day, the silver-white stick has been known as the Heaven-Shaking Rod.
Shui nghan never expected the Heaven Shaking Staff to appear in Jiang Junhua’s hand, plunging her into instant despair.
“Shui nghan, you have a defensive Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact, but so do I have an offensive one. Do you really think I have no way to deal with you?” Jiang Junhua refrained from using the Heaven Shaking Staff at first because it consud a lot of spiritual energy, but now that he’s at odds with Shui nghan, he has no other choice but to try and kill her while he can.
The three loose cultivators standing by saw Jiang Junhua take out the Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact Heaven Shaking Staff and sighed inwardly, impressed by the Shuis as a Fourth-Rank Sect. Even at such a young age, both Shui nghan and Jiang Junhua possessed Middle Grade Spiritual Artifacts, while these loose cultivators might not own a single spiritual artifact in their entire lives.
After Jiang Junhua swiftly injected his spiritual energy into the Heaven Shaking Staff, the silvery light on the staff intensified. Seeing this, Shui nghan gritted her silver teeth and frantically poured her spiritual energy into the Qiankun Bell. Despite the pain that felt like her ridians were about to rupture, she couldn’t care less.
Jiang Junhua raised the Heaven Shaking Staff high and smashed it down toward the white glow, shouting frantically, “Break it! Break it for !”
“Bang!”
At the instant the Heaven Shaking Staff and the white glow collided, it was as if a massive explosion took place, the air currents were terrifyingly chaotic, and spiritual energy dispersed into the air. The light emitted by the Heaven Shaking Staff and the Qiankun Bell made the onlookers squint slightly.
When the light dissipated, “Puff!” Shui nghan spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
“Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack! Crack!”
“Boom!”
Cracks appeared all over the white glow, and with a muffled sound, the white glow enveloping Shui nghan and Ye Chenfeng instantly shattered.
After all, both Shui nghan and Jiang Junhua were using Middle Grade Spiritual Artifacts, and Jiang Junhua’s strength was much higher than Shui nghan’s. Naturally, he was able to break through the Qiankun Bell’s defense with the Heaven Shaking Staff.
Holding the Heaven Shaking Staff, Jiang Junhua sneered after seeing the defense broken: “Shui nghan, I gave you the chance to be my woman earlier, too bad you didn’t cherish it! Now you don’t qualify, and soon everyone here will make you feel like you’re in heaven.”
“Puff!”
Another mouthful of blood spurted from Shui nghan’s mouth, possibly due to anger or severe injury, and the Qiankun Bell shrank to the size of a palm, quietly lying on the ground.
Shui nghan ignored Jiang Junhua; she glanced at Ye Chenfeng, who still had his eyes closed, and weakly said, “Brother Ye, I’m sorry, I’m really useless.”
“Shui nghan, you bitch, still calling him Brother Ye? Soon I’ll have your Brother Ye kneeling and begging too, I’ll have him piss himself, and I’ll make sure he dies without a burial place,” Jiang Junhua roared with a ferocious expression.
Shui nghan felt the strength in her body draining and her mind growing heavier. Just as she began to collapse to the ground, her slender waist was suddenly embraced by soone. To everyone’s surprise, Ye Chenfeng, who had been in a certain state, suddenly opened his eyes.
Seeing Ye Chenfeng awake, Shui nghan wasn’t worried about her own condition, but rather about Ye Chenfeng, saying, “Brother Ye, run away, run away, you…”
Ye Chenfeng placed his finger on Shui nghan’s lips, smiled calmly, and said, “Leave the rest to . You should take a good sleep now. When you wake up, these scums won’t exist in this world anymore.”
For so reason, Shui nghan just believed Ye Chenfeng’s words, yet the spiritual energy fluctuations around Ye Chenfeng were still at the Initial Stage of the Second Heavenly Layer of the Ocean Gathering Realm. How could he possibly be a match for three experts at the Third Heavenly Layer of the Ocean Gathering Realm and one at the Fourth?
Seeing Shui nghan gradually close her eyes, Ye Chenfeng carefully laid her flat on the ground, as if afraid to disturb Shui nghan’s slumber.
…(To be continued. If you like this story, feel free to vote with recomndation or monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.)
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