eurekapd Chapter 423 Lesson
Chapter 423 Lesson
Chapter 423 Lesson
"Ancestor, I am your great-grandson. I am one of the future heirs of the Ji family. Are you mistaken to try and eliminate me from the family?"
Ji Wuchen stared at his ancestor in astonishment, his face filled with disbelief.
He took a step forward, his voice tinged with urgency.
"Besides, I did not intend to oppose Master Kudu. The situation was extremely critical at the time. It was that outside monster, the Human-Faced Horned Dragon, that was chasing Master Kudu, and the master was already in a predicament."
"Another demonic monk took advantage of the chaos to sneak in, his purpose being to steal the black and white Yin-Yang Ginseng."
"My only thought at the time was to stop that evil monk and help the master out of the predicament, but unfortunately I was not strong enough and failed."
In desperation, they had no choice but to settle for second best and seize the opportunity to refine the black and white yin-yang essence that had escaped from the Xuan Shen (mysterious ginseng). They couldn't let such a treasure fall into the hands of outsiders.
Ji Wuchen's voice was filled with grievance, as if his good intentions had been completely misunderstood.
"Ancestor, your accusation that I colluded with the demonic monk is a completely baseless slander."
He said this, but his eyes were clear and calm, without the slightest panic.
At the same time, the magical power within his body surged like an undercurrent, silently pouring into the pair of black and white magnetic rings on his left and right wrists.
The magic weapon's radiance was restrained, but its power was already gathering momentum, ready to unleash a thunderous strike at any moment.
However, Ji Yinglong's expression remained unchanged, his eyes as still as a deep well, as if every word Ji Wuchen spoke was merely a gentle breeze brushing past his ear.
He didn't care at all what Ji Wuchen said.
He stands here today precisely to force out the demonic monk hiding in the shadows.
In particular, he had always harbored a strong suspicion that the demonic monk who stirred up the storm was none other than the seemingly ordinary rogue cultivator Chen Yi.
However, they have been unable to find conclusive evidence to launch a public attack.
Now, using one's own great-grandson as a scapegoat is the best way to test the waters.
"Hmph, such a silver tongue!"
Ji Yinglong finally spoke, his voice icy cold, devoid of any trace of grandfatherly affection.
"Master Kudu is highly respected and is one of the true incarnations of the Divine Transformation Realm in our Great Qing Realm."
The safety of every Nascent Soul avatar traveling outside is enough to determine the fate of our Great Azure Realm.
Whether you are inside the secret realm or outside, you should unconditionally obey his orders and prioritize his safety above all else!
His voice suddenly rose, carrying an unquestionable air of authority.
"Now, you've actually done something so contrary to righteousness for your own selfish desires! For a mere amount of primordial power, you've disregarded the Master's safety; how callous and heartless you are!"
"If the Ji family is truly handed over to you, it will likely be completely destroyed within a century!"
"Further words are useless! Whether that wicked monk is in league with you or not, I, your ancestor, will find out with a single test!"
The moment he finished speaking, Ji Yinglong's eyes suddenly turned incredibly sharp.
With a thought, the immense magical power of the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator crashed down on Ji Wuchen like an invisible mountain!
The surrounding air froze instantly, and the sand and gravel on the ground were slightly crushed by this oppressive force.
Immediately afterwards, Ji Yinglong raised his hand and pointed.
Amidst the roar, a five-colored, five-elemental spiritual light, condensed to its extreme, transformed into a streak of light that tore through the air, carrying a destructive aura as it hurtled straight toward Ji Wuchen's chest.
This strike was delivered with virtually no reservation!
Faced with the ancestor's merciless attack, Ji Wuchen's pupils shrank slightly, but his body did not move an inch.
At the critical moment, he crossed his arms to protect himself, and the black and white rings on his wrists shone brightly.
hum!
Two colors of spiritual light, one black and one white, burst forth from the ring, intertwining in front of him to form a continuously rotating magnetic light shield.
The black and white energies circulated, resembling a miniature Tai Chi diagram, exuding a profound and powerful aura.
The five-colored spiritual light slammed heavily against the black and white magnetic light shield, unleashing a deafening roar. The violent aftershocks of magical power swept outwards, causing the robes of several Nascent Soul elders nearby to flutter wildly.
Since the Ji family patriarch personally took charge of cleaning up the family affairs, no one else would interfere in such matters.
Moreover, Ji Wuchen was one of the last few to emerge from that chaotic place, and everyone wanted to take this opportunity to see what had happened to Master Kudu inside, and how many good things Ji Wuchen had obtained.
However, to everyone's surprise, Ji Yinglong's late-stage Nascent Soul power, which was enough to make cultivators of the same level take a serious look, couldn't even penetrate the defense of a junior in the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm of their own family.
The raging five-colored spiritual light was firmly blocked several feet in front of Ji Wuchen, unable to advance an inch.
This surprised all the old monsters present.
They could clearly see that Ji Yinglong hadn't held back in his attack.
Any late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator present would have to unleash their most powerful abilities to fight back.
Ji Wuchen, a young cultivator who had only been in the mid-Nascent Soul stage for a few decades, was able to stand still and easily deflect the attack with just his two magical artifacts.
This shows just how powerful the black and white magnetic divine light emitted by the pair of rings on his wrists is.
"Huh? The pair of spiritual treasures in the hands of this kid from the Ji family seem to have improved in quality quite a bit?" A sharp-eyed late-stage Nascent Soul elder exclaimed softly, his tone tinged with surprise.
"That's really true." Another person chimed in, "Judging from the refinement of this radiance and the Dao essence it contains, it's more than one level stronger than before he entered the secret realm. It seems that this kid from the Ji family has indeed obtained quite a few good things in this ancient battlefield secret realm."
The Venerable Kongxing of Vajra Temple did not look too good at the moment.
Looking at the rock-solid black and white light shield in front of Ji Wuchen, he thought to himself, "At least what he said earlier about refining the primordial power of the Black and White Mystic Ginseng is true. That primordial power has greatly enhanced the power of his pair of spiritual treasures."
Hey!
The monk Kongxing sighed inwardly.
These opportunities and treasures should have been brought back to the sect by their own Master Kudu. Now, however, they have all fallen into Ji Wuchen's hands, and have even given him such a huge boost in strength.
Thinking of this, his gaze toward Ji Wuchen involuntarily turned hostile.
"You little bastard, so you've grown wings now!"
Ji Yinglong attacked in anger, but his attack was easily blocked, and his face immediately turned ashen.
He struck a few times and immediately realized something was wrong. In front of so many fellow cultivators, how could a renowned late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator like himself, who had been famous for many years, fail to discipline his own great-grandson? Wasn't that a huge joke?
Where is his authority? Where is the Ji family's reputation?
A surge of anger rose from the depths of his heart to the top of his head; Ji Yinglong could no longer suppress his killing intent.
The next moment, he moved his hands rapidly in front of his chest, his ten fingers flying, forming an extremely profound magic seal.
Five-colored light shone on his fingertips, several times more dazzling than before.
As he cast his spell, the spiritual energy of the entire Black Mountain Secret Realm seemed to be forcibly drawn in, suddenly becoming violent and transforming into a visible vortex of spiritual energy that frantically drew into Ji Yinglong's body.
At the same time, his powerful divine sense, reaching the peak of the fourth rank, acted like an invisible net, firmly locking onto Ji Wuchen.
He was pinned to the spot, making it incredibly difficult for him to even move a single finger.
Ji Yinglong was preparing to use one of his trump cards: the Five Elements Magic Source!
This is no longer a simple magical attack; it is a true divine power!
This move is incredibly powerful. If it penetrates Ji Wuchen's black and white magnetic divine light, even just grazing it, a direct hit would result in shattered bones and severe damage to one's very essence!
This time, Ji Yinglong truly showed no mercy whatsoever.
Even Hu Mingyue, who had been silently observing the battle from afar, couldn't help but let out a soft exclamation and showed a hint of surprise when she sensed the terrifying power contained in Ji Yinglong's move.
She glanced at the young man in front of her, whose aura was as refreshing as that of an ancient tree, and secretly transmitted her voice: "Uncle Chen, your best friend has been forced to attack by his ancestor with a killing move. This attack may severely injure him, or even damage his very essence."
Aren't you going to lend a hand?