A Cunning Pervert in the Cultivation World - Chapter 323: The Strongest Meet.

Chapter 323: Chapter 323: The Strongest Meet.

The clash between the righteous and demonic disciples raged on.

…And yet both sides had silently agreed to stay clear of the tempest of blades swirling in the center.

Inside that tempest of blade,

Jian Ruyi was already covered in countless wounds, yet her eyes remained sharp and unyielding.

She continued to block the invisible swords that assaulted her from every direction.

But like a miniature storm herself, she diverted, parried and even found an opportunity to launched sharp counterattacks toward Yan Moxuan.

Zing!

Ting!

Sparks flew dangerously close to Yan Moxuan’s face as he frowned.

Watching the woman dance gracefully among his blades, he sensed something had changed.

’She didn’t move like this before…’

And after observing her for a few moments with arms crossed, he finally realized what it was.

’She’s following my sword intent…?’

Jian Ruyi’s sharp gaze no longer tried to tracked his invisible swords, but instead moved across the empty air…. locking onto his very “core”.

A cold smile crept onto Yan Moxuan’s lips when he realized this.

“Hmph. So you finally figured it out. But do you really think I’ll give you the time to—”

Before he could finish, Jian Ruyi’s sword released four silver splitting images.

They simultaneously blocked every incoming attack with perfect precision.

Ting!

The silver sword shadows acted like an impenetrable shield.

Her main sword began to glow even brighter as she stared directly at the invisible sword intent with deadly focus.

Slash!

Her blade flashed through empty air, yet with each swing, Yan Moxuan felt his control over the invisible blades being severed.

“…!”

Before he could react, Jian Ruyi’s figure vanished like a streak of sword light and reappeared directly below him.

“Radiant Slash.”

She murmured coldly as she swung her sword in a slow, deliberate arc toward his waist.

Surprisingly, the strike slipped through unimpeded as if all the invisible swords had vanished.

But just as her blade was about to connect with his flesh…

Ting!

Sparks exploded as her sword met another.

“I must commend you… for making me draw my sword.”

Yan Moxuan’s cold voice rang out as he casually blocked her strike with a real blade in his hand.

Then, without warning, he swung.

Jian Ruyi’s eyes widened.

Her instincts screamed at her to dodge.

SLASH!

A crimson arc of sword qi tore through the air, narrowly missing her head as she dropped into a low crouch.

Behind her, several ancient trees were sliced clean through, and two unfortunate disciples who failed to react in time were cut in half where they stood.

Jian Ruyi immediately retreated several meters, her breathing slightly ragged.

“…What a sharp sword intent,” she murmured, staring at the seemingly ordinary sword now cloaked in sharp, blood-red qi.

Just looking at it made her spiritual sense feel as if it were being slowly sliced apart.

Yet her will remained unyielding.

She would never back down… especially not from a demonic cultivator.

Taking a slow, steady breath, she resumed her stance.

Silver sword images swirled around her like protective spirits.

Just as she was about to counterattack—

ROAR!!

A thunderous roar accompanied by crackling lightning engulfed the battlefield and shook the earth.

Jian Ruyi’s head snapped to the side and saw Yue Lan was about to be pierced by another woman’s attack.

“No…!”

Yue Lan was someone Li Feng had personally asked her to protect.

She couldn’t let anything happen—

“Oi. You dare get distracted in front of me?”

Yan Moxuan had already closed the distance, his crimson sword raised high above his head as he sneer coldly.

“…Such arrogance.”

SLASH!

The blood-red blade descended.

Jian Ruyi couldn’t dodge or block in time.

She could only watch as the lethal strike fell toward her.

But at the last moment, a gentle blue wave of qi appeared and enveloped the descending sword.

Ting…

Instead of clashing head-on, the blue qi seemed to divert and slow the force of the attack.

“…?”

Yan Moxuan frowned.

His gaze shifted to the woman who had suddenly appeared.

“Waterflow Sect’s Flowing Water Reversal Art, huh…” he murmured, as if recalling something.

“Oh? You recognized my sect’s technique? Hehe, it seems I’m truly quite famous~”

Shui Ruo smiled cheerfully as she raised her arm guard to block the crimson sword head-on.

Jian Ruyi, who had been bracing for pain, widened her eyes in shock at the sight of Shui Ruo appearing out of nowhere to save her.

Before Jian Ruyi could process what had just happened, the battlefield erupted once more.

CRACK!

The earth trembled violently as two massive rocky palms rose from both sides of Yan Moxuan, slamming toward him in a crushing prayer-like motion.

BAMM!

Just as the giant earthen palms were about to squash him, a sharp crimson arc flashed out.

SLASH!

The red sword qi sliced the massive palms into countless pieces in an instant.

And in the middle of it, Yan Moxuan remain unharmed but he was frowning.

…Because he also recognized this technique, but he remained calm as he raised his crimson sword high once more to block—

BANG!

A towering figure descended with a ferocious hand chop.

It was Tie Shan’s massive frame who struck downward with overwhelming force.

BOOM!

CRACK!

The ground beneath Yan Moxuan shattered into a spiderweb of fissures from the sheer impact.

“…You recovered?” Yan Moxuan asked, a flicker of genuine surprise crossing his face as he looked at the fully healed Tie Shan.

After all, he had been the one who nearly killed him so he knew exactly how severe those injuries had been.

….Yet here Tie Shan stood, back at his peak condition in less than half an hour.

“Haha! I’ve come to repay the humiliation from our last match!” Tie Shan laughed heartily, his voice booming across the battlefield.

At his words, Yan Moxuan sneered in response.

“Hmph. If I could defeat you once, I can simply do it again.”

With a casual exertion of his strength—

BANG!

Despite his smaller frame, Yan Moxuan pushed the much larger Tie Shan back, breaking his balance with raw power alone.

He then swung his sword horizontally. as a perfect, razor-sharp red arc shot forward.

SLASH!

“Hah!”

With a beautiful cry, Shui Ruo instantly appeared in front of Tie Shan.

She dropped into a low stance, opened her palm, and met the incoming crimson slash with her flowing blue qi.

Ting…

With a graceful circular motion of her hands, she redirected the deadly arc away.

The red slash flew into the distance, carving a clean path of destruction through everything in its wake.

“Hahaha! It seems my technique wasn’t useless after all!”

Shui Ruo smiled even more brightly, though a faint trace of lingering frustration still lingered in her eyes as she remember what had happened before when she used her technique.

Her confidence had taken a heavy blow earlier when the same Flowing Water Reversal Art had failed completely against that mysterious horse-shaped monster in the temple.

But now, after successfully redirecting Yan Moxuan’s crimson slash, she could feel her confidence surging back.

“You have my thanks, fellow Shui!” Tie Shan said as he calmly stepped next to Shui Ruo.

“Though I must say… your body is too slim. Working on a few more muscles would definitely help you.”

“Eh? No thanks,” Shui Ruo immediately rejected with a nervous smile. “My body is perfect the way it is.”

She already knew how infamous the Earth Dragon Sect was when it came to… dragging others into their brutal training.

And she had zero interest in becoming a bulky female cultivator covered in bulging muscles.

“Is that so?” Tie Shan grinned. “How about you at least try our free training regime? Maybe you’ll grow to love it.”

The two began chatting casually, as if Yan Moxuan wasn’t even standing there.

A prominent vein bulged on Yan Moxuan’s temple when he saw this.

“…You dare to be so carefree in front of me?”

He growled, his aura sharpening rapidly, growing colder and more oppressive by the second.

Crimson qi surged around him like a gathering storm, pressing down on everyone nearby.

Shui Ruo and Tie Shan’s expressions turned serious in an instant.

They stopped talking and prepared themselves as the heavy, blood-red pressure slammed against them.

At the same time, Jian Ruyi who was staring at the two newcomer currently have her mind elsewhere.

’If Shui Ruo is here, then—’

She hurriedly turned toward Yue Lan’s direction, and her eyes brightened with relief as she shout.

“Li Feng!”

There, standing protectively between Yue Lan and Wei Zhenxin, was… Li Feng.

He calmly held the sword which was aimed at Yue Lan’s heart, its blade still crackling with violent green lightning.

Drip…

Bright red blood dripped steadily from his hand, yet he paid it no attention.

Li Feng’s cold gaze were locked onto Wei Zhenxin with a terrifying intensity.

His grip tightened around the sword,

“… What do you think you’re doing?” his voice low and rough, as though he were on the verge of snapping at any moment.