Chapter 83: Underground Fire

The disciples of the artifact refining sect and the Qian family disciples engaged in a chaotic battle, and the scene was somewhat disorderly for a time.

In Tongxian City, generally speaking, cultivators in the mid-stage of Qi refinement, probably at the fifth or sixth layer of cultivation, can learn offensive Dao methods.

Cultivators' offensive Dao methods are divided into two categories: one is martial Dao methods learned by body cultivators, and the other is spell Dao methods learned by spirit cultivators.

Body cultivation emphasizes refining the body, using a strong and tyrannical physical body to conduct spiritual power for close-range attacks; spirit cultivation specializes in spells, using divine sense to control spiritual power to condense spells for remote casting.

There are also spirit-body dual cultivation cultivators, but such cultivators require two heaven-bestowed conditions:

One is that their talent must be good, including upper-grade spiritual roots and extremely good body refining aptitude; two is that their family background must be good, they must have profound cultivation inheritance that can reconcile the conflicts between body cultivation and spirit cultivation Dao methods, and it's best if their family also has several spiritual mines and an inexhaustible supply of spiritual stones...

Spirit-body dual cultivation is something that the absolute majority of cultivators in the cultivation world are not destined for. Some large families might not even produce a single spirit-body dual cultivation seedling in several generations, let alone in remote Tongxian City.

Whether they are rogue cultivators or cultivators from small families, they can only choose one path to cultivate. Either emphasize refining the body and become a body cultivator, or emphasize spells and become a spirit cultivator.

The advantages of body cultivation during the Qi refinement period are far greater than spirit cultivation. As long as one's innate physique isn't particularly poor—for example, like Mo Hua—they will choose the path of refining the body and become a body cultivator.

So, at this time, the battle situation was basically a chaotic fight among body cultivators.

There were several Qian family disciples who were actually spirit cultivators, but they were rushed to the front before their spells could even be released, and were knocked down with a single punch.

In a chaotic fight between body cultivators, it's basically hand-to-hand combat, punching flesh, supplemented by spiritual power of different attributes. Between punches and palms, there are lights of five or six colors intertwined, which looks quite spectacular.

This was Mo Hua's first time seeing such a large-scale cultivator battle, and he was stunned for a time. After a long while, he only thought about what he should do?

What should he do?

Mo Hua thought and thought, and felt that there was only one thing he could do—run!

In a chaotic fight among a group of body cultivators, it would already be good if he, with his small arms and legs, could retreat safely. Not becoming a burden to everyone was the biggest contribution!

Mo Hua was about to slip away. He hadn't walked many steps when he discovered that his shoulder was grabbed by someone. Mo Hua struggled, but couldn't break free. Instead, a pair of icy hands pinched his neck.

Mo Hua turned his head to look, and saw Qian Xing looking at him with an icy expression.

It was as if he was his father's murderer.

"Everyone stop!" Qian Xing shouted in a sinister voice.

The crowd stopped fighting and divided into two sides. The Qian family disciples, covering their arms and wiping blood, stood behind Qian Xing in a sorry state, while Da Zhu and the others stood in front of Qian Xing, confronting them.

When Mo Hua saw this scene, his heart turned cold: "It's over, the situation I least wanted to see has happened!"

Originally, Da Zhu and the others had the upper hand, but now that he was caught, everyone was afraid to act recklessly, and the situation was not good.

Da Zhu looked at Qian Xing and said expressionlessly: "Release him! Otherwise, you're dead for sure!"

"If you can't win, you play dirty, you coward!"

"If you have the guts, fight again..."

A crowd of artifact refining disciples also said angrily.

Qian Xing sneered: "You only know how to fight and kill, you deserve to be lowly your whole life. I've already gone to call for people. When the guards from the family come, not one of you can escape."

"What do you want?" Da Zhu shouted.

"What do I want?" Qian Xing smiled, his hand pinching Mo Hua's neck tightened: "Don't worry, I won't kill him now. Killing him would dirty my hands, and although I'm not afraid of the Dao Court Division, it would be troublesome. I just want to take him to the mountain, hang him on a tree, attract a few demon beasts, and let them eat his flesh bite by bite, so that he can die in pain. Only then can I vent my hatred. Even if the Dao Court Division wants to investigate, the person was eaten by demon beasts, so they can't blame me."

Da Zhu was so angry that his eyes turned red: "Bastard, you dare!"

"You dare to scold me as a bastard? What are you?" Qian Xing was so angry that he laughed: "Fine, then you few kneel in front of me, slap yourselves, and then end yourselves. How about I don't kill him? Don't you like to stand out? I'll give you this opportunity."

Qian Xing pinched Mo Hua's neck and threatened: "Kneel, or I'll kill him now!"

Da Zhu and the others were at a loss, feeling both angry and humiliated.

A flicker of sharpness flashed in Mo Hua's eyes, and he said somewhat hoarsely: "Qian Xing... don't push your luck!"

"Push my luck? The old man gave you face and talked to you politely, but you didn't agree and caused this to happen. Are you still blaming me for pushing my luck?" Qian Xing said, "I lost so much face today. It's very reasonable to take a few lives to regain some face, right?"

Mo Hua's childish voice carried a chill:

"Then this is you seeking death!"

Qian Xing was not angry but laughed: "You, a fourth-layer Qi refining cultivator, who hasn't learned martial Dao and doesn't know any spells, what can you do to me? You say I'm seeking death, fine, I want to see how you'll make me today..."

Before he finished speaking, Qian Xing saw a stream of fresh red ink splash towards his face. In a hurry, he could only lift his right hand to block, but he still didn't block it. Several streams of ink splashed on his eyes, and seeped into his pupils along the eye seams. His eyes instantly felt a burning, stinging pain.

It was fire element spiritual ink used in painting array formations!

Qian Xing was furious. Enduring the pain in his right eye, he used force with his left hand and wanted to strangle Mo Hua. But the pain he just suffered caused his left hand to relax for an instant, and Mo Hua had already taken advantage of it to break free.

Qian Xing continued to reach out to grab, but Mo Hua knew he couldn't run away, so he turned and jumped up, kicking Qian Xing's body with one foot.

But this kick landed on Qian Xing's body, and Qian Xing didn't move at all, not even feeling a trace of pain. Instead, it was Mo Hua who was shaken backward by the counterforce.

Mo Hua borrowed the force to retreat backward, finally falling to the ground. He took advantage of it to roll several times, then lay on the ground, covering his head with both hands.

When Qian Xing saw his appearance, he couldn't help but laugh: "Now you know who the waste is, right?"

He continued to walk forward, wanting to catch Mo Hua first before Da Zhu.

But just as he took a step forward, Qian Xing suddenly discovered a burning hot feeling in his chest. He lowered his head to look and saw a piece of paper stuffed into his embrace by someone. There were seven array patterns drawn on the paper. The array patterns were drawn with fresh red ink, and the red of the ink was becoming more and more eye-catching, even radiating light.

This is... an array formation?

Qian Xing had not yet fully understood when he heard a deafening boom.

The array formation exploded.

In front of Qian Xing, a strong spiritual power fluctuation surged up without any warning, bringing a burning, scorching feeling and a heart-wrenching, lung-splitting pain, directly engulfing him.

His Dao robe was instantly burned to ashes, the spiritual tool heart-protecting mirror on his chest also cracked open, the burning hot air wave surged to his face, burning his face beyond recognition, and his entire body was also pushed back by the aftermath of the explosion, smashing several stalls before stopping.

The street instantly became quiet.

Several Qian family disciples who were affected lay on the ground wailing.

Meanwhile, Da Zhu and the other cultivators were all shocked as they looked at Mo Hua, who was lying on the ground covering his head and looked somewhat miserable, and Qian Xing, who was charred all over and looked inhuman. For a time, they were speechless.

The sound of the explosion and the resulting spiritual power fluctuation also alarmed nearby cultivators, and more and more cultivators rushed towards here.

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