Cheat Cultivator's Ascension - Chapter 460 - 460: Mockery

‘There’s just no way, no matter how absurd his combat power is, there’s just no way a Nascent Source Realm cultivator can even stand against an Ascension Realm, not to mention a Celestial-level expert…’ the third imperial prince thought to himself as he shook his head, taking solace in the fact that different from the immortal-like young man, he still has this powerful reliance that he can fall back to.

This confidence stems from the fact that even despite the young man having the backing of the Heavenly Secret Tower, they are still, after all, outsiders who wouldn’t take too much care of him, a major miscalculation on his part given that he already witnesses the two young successors of this massive force powerful enough to compete with their Imperial Court often hanging together with the immortal-like young man.

Should he witness what is currently happening in the skies just a few kilometers beyond the domain of the Dao Seeking Mountains though, he would definitely fall into an utter shock, the two figures floating in the skies, launching and parrying blows from each other being two individuals familiar to him.

One of them he can consider as a mentor and one of the most important parts of his life, the greatest reliance he has and the source of his confidence of succeeding the throne of the Imperial Court, his ancestor who favors him quite a bit more compared to his other siblings, this old, ancient man, gritting his teeth as he clenches all the muscles on his body parrying a blade heading directly for his neck.

As for the other figure, it sure is someone that the third imperial prince would recognize even just the shadow of, not from admiration or goodwill just like how he can also always know his ancestor, but rather, from the sheer terror and hatred that he feels for the figure, the very first person in his entire life that made him feel such disgrace in front of the public eyes.

These two, clearly already bearing the intent of overwhelming their opponent one way or another, held completely different expressions on their faces, the ancient man bearing that of someone who intends to finish everything as fast as he can, whether if it is through incapacitating and killing the opponent in front of him or just straight up running away and returning to his palace the moment that a great opportunity presents itself.

On the other hand, the immortal-like young man, bearing the expression of immense seriousness as he thought that he should never let go of this chance to deal a devastating blow on this enemy in front of him, hatred surging and welling from the depth of his being as he recalls that this figure is the exact same one that forces his loved ones to sacrifice themselves for him in that destroyed timeline.

‘This time… I’ll trample on the Imperial Court and the Extreme Martial Sect before they can cause even more problem…’ already having the capacity to fend himself off against these two hegemonic forces of the Eastern Continent especially given how much of a fortress their current residence is, Su Xiaotian still thought to himself, intending to completely deal with these two forces, not only for the sake of revenge for what he had prevented from happening in this timeline, but also to allow his loved ones to roam around this land freely, without thinking about anything should they want to.

And what better way to start this goal of his than to incapacitate, or at the very least, deal significant damage on the ancient man in front of him, all notion of carefulness leaving him as he is well aware that not a single scratch would befall him in this current state of his, and even constraining him would be totally futile as even sealing techniques will be devoured by the energy absorbing property his two physique talents’ synergy has.

“Boy, you’re underestimating me too much!! Do you really think that a Celestial-level expert’s strength is only this much?! Naïve!!!” parrying the strike from the immortal-like young man, with the panic in his mind dissipating quite a bit causing his feeling, being overtaken by relief, to miss his forearms slightly trembling from the power of the impact, Long Yangxue stated with a crooked smile on his olden face as his celestial qi starts surging from inside his body, flowing through his meridians and muscles all the way towards his hand.

“Sure, Celestial-level experts are strong people, that I agree with…” the young man, hearing the taunt of the Imperial Court’s Ancestor, agrees with a small smile on his face, his eyes still having that sharp, focused gaze to it, but now having a small trace of mockery as he continues his words.

“Too bad, all I see is a slop, I can’t see any air of an expert from you…” Su Xiaotian’s smile grows wider as he said such words, the ancient man’s face turning vivid red as the mockery pierces through the heart, making him grit his teeth as he felt like his heart might just explode from anger itself.

Yet, another mistake on his part as the moment he thought so, his senses dulled just enough so that the immortal-like young man can slip another attack once more, leaving a cut on his face not too deep that it would be consider serious but just visible enough to make the ancient man feel the humiliation of being hurt by a brat with a Half-step Celestial Realm combat power despite him already reaching beyond such level.

“See? Not an expert at all, I think Celestial-level trash would suit you more…” seeing the panicked, embarrassed look on the ancient man’s face as he felt the warm, slightly blackened blood flowing from the cut on his face, Su Xiaotian once again mocks as he watches the part of the face hit by his armament growing visibly older compared to the rest of the skin around it, allowing him to confirm that the property of temporal rule is imbued perfectly on the weapon materialized from his soul power.

“You’ll pay for this!!” the old man said as he felt the rage surging from the depths of his heart to turn into an absolute malice that drives him mad. After all, all cultivators are competitive martial artists at heart, and what other way can a martial artist be humiliated worse than calling their combat technique and experience trash, especially when they took immense pride on it that they deem themselves experts.

“Woah, maybe tone it down a little old fossil, your heart might not be able to handle your anger, do you know how many old people die from heart related problems?” hearing the rageful shout of a reply from the Imperial Court’s Ancestor, Su Xiaotian once again quipped a reply with a taunting smile on his face as he watches the old man’s face turn absolute red, and yet, despite his playing nature, he still always make sure that he finds the greatest openings on the old man’s position that he can take advantage of.

‘He’s way more volatile than I thought, perhaps I can do much more than my initial plan…’