The Oldest Disciple: Farming Intimacy to Become Immortal

Chapter 207: The Magical Artifact Battle Against Su Meng

“Senior Sister, what exactly is the grudge between Senior Brother and the Broken Cliff Peak lineage?” Xia Qian asked, her large eyes looking curiously at the petite Senior Sister Qi.

Although Senior Brother had forbidden her from leaving Masked Moon Peak casually, she had snuck out anyway. Even though she hadn’t completely mastered her unique constitution yet, she was getting close.

Senior Brother was such a good person. Xia Qian simply couldn’t imagine him offending anyone in the Sect.

Qi Wei shot Xia Qian a sideways glance. “You don’t know?”

“Know what?” Xia Qian blinked, utterly confused. Had something major happened in the Sect recently? And was it related to Senior Brother?

Qi Wei turned her gaze toward Su Meng, who was gracefully descending upon the Martial Arena on a breeze.

“Not long ago, Su Zhe from Embracing Sword Peak tried to stir up trouble for Senior Brother for some unknown reason. Hmph, he is truly shameless. A Golden Core Elder actually harassing a junior without cause, claiming something about destroying spiritual plants? It’s utterly laughable! As if Senior Brother would covet his pathetic little plants! If the Outer and Inner Disciples find out that, from now on, all the Foundation Pills and Dustfall Pills will be refined by Senior Brother, the entire Broken Cliff Peak lineage will become the laughingstock of the Joyous Union Sect! Just thinking about it makes my blood boil. The Broken Cliff Peak lineage is becoming more disgusting by the day. Utterly detestable!”

The expressions of the surrounding female disciples flickered with realization. The Sect’s supply of Foundation Pills and Dustfall Pills was being handed over to Senior Brother Li for refining?

Dawning comprehension spread across their faces. Only now did they understand why the rewards for this Inner Sect Grand Competition were so outrageously generous.

“It would be best to cripple that Su Meng guy too, just to vent some of my anger!” Qi Wei waved her small fist, fiercely glaring at the man on the stage.

At that moment, Su Meng cupped his hands on the Martial Arena and offered Li Meng a formal bow. “Junior Brother, shall we agree to stop before anyone gets seriously hurt?”

Li Meng smiled lazily and cupped his hands in return. “Since Senior Brother suggests it, then we shall spar cordially.”

A sinister smirk tugged at the corner of Su Meng’s mouth. “Junior Brother, please!”

“Senior Brother, please!”

The two exchanged perfunctory, insincere pleasantries.

The very second Li Meng’s words fell, Su Meng rode the wind and shot upward, soaring a hundred meters into the sky.

He knew Junior Brother Li was a Talisman Master. The man had used the Earth Shrinking Talisman during his previous match. Although the Earth Shrinking Talisman mimicked the “Teleportation” divine ability of a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was fundamentally grounded. The user’s feet could not leave the earth. As long as the battle took place in the air, that troublesome talisman would be rendered useless.

A longsword materialized in Su Meng’s grasp. The moment his fingers wrapped around the hilt, his aura surged violently. A sharp, palpable sword intent began to bleed from his form.

Li Meng narrowed his eyes, looking up at Senior Brother Su suspended in the sky. “A Sword Cultivator?”

Li Meng chuckled indifferently. Tapping into the wind, he casually ascended, hovering a hundred meters in the air to face Su Meng across the open sky. “So Senior Brother walks the rare path of the Sword Cultivator. I wonder how many of my moves Senior Brother can actually withstand?”

Li Meng flicked his sleeve. His words were undeniably arrogant, yet they carried a certain elegant grace.

Su Meng sneered coldly, leveling his blade. “Junior Brother, don’t spout empty words at me. Take my sword!”

As the words left his mouth, Su Meng’s aura exploded. Golden spiritual light radiated from his entire being. His figure blurred, transforming into a streak of sword light that charged directly at Li Meng.

His speed was blinding. In the blink of an eye, he had closed the distance. Su Meng slashed his sword downward, and a torrent of golden sword energy erupted forth. It cut through the sky like a golden thread. The sword energy arced like a brilliant rainbow, carrying boundless, terrifying power.

Facing the incoming onslaught, Li Meng merely smiled. Unhurriedly, with a casual motion, he flicked his sleeve.

The Five Elements Ring spun rapidly as it flew out. The artifact instantly expanded, growing more than 10 times its original size. Radiant golden light erupted from its surface, transforming the ring into a massive golden mirror that shielded Li Meng.

Boom! The rainbow-like sword energy slammed into the Five Elements Ring. A shockwave of golden spiritual light erupted, rolling out and sweeping across the sky in all directions.

The Five Elements Ring, having effortlessly blocked the strike, suddenly shifted again. The golden radiance bled into a deep, water-blue spiritual light. The artifact began to spin frantically, transforming into a deadly water vortex blade that sliced toward Su Meng.

Su Meng frowned. He tossed his sword high into the air. The released blade immediately erupted with a blinding golden light. A colossal Golden Geng Spirit Sword materialized above Su Meng’s head. It was about 10 zhang long, radiating a rich, oppressive golden glow.

“Slash!” Su Meng shouted.

He brought his right hand down in a vicious chopping motion. The gigantic Golden Geng Spirit Sword followed his lead, crashing down toward the oncoming Five Elements Ring.

A deafening Boom! echoed across the peak as two distinct colors of spiritual light erupted above the Martial Arena. The massive Golden Geng Spirit Sword collided heavily with the Five Elements Ring. In the blinding flash of the dual-colored impact, the Five Elements Ring was deflected and sent flying backward. Simultaneously, the gigantic Golden Geng Spirit Sword shattered and dissipated into nothingness.

The original blade flew back into Su Meng’s grip. Without missing a beat, he flashed forward, charging at Li Meng once more.

Hovering indifferently on the wind, Li Meng spared a brief glance at his deflected artifact. The Five Elements Ring trembled. The water-blue light faded, instantly replaced by a raging inferno. It transformed into a blazing fire wheel and violently changed trajectory, hurtling back toward Su Meng.

Before the ring even reached him, a scorching heat wave slammed into Su Meng’s face. His expression darkened. He was forced to halt his charge and swing his sword defensively at the incoming artifact. Rainbow-like sword energy erupted once more.

Boom! Another thunderous explosion rocked the arena as the sword energy and the Five Elements Ring collided. A shockwave of dual-colored Spiritual Power swept through the surrounding space. The sword energy scattered, and the Five Elements Ring was knocked back again. But this time, it flew less than 10 zhang before stabilizing.

Suddenly, the Five Elements Ring erupted with an even more blinding inferno.

Roar! A furious dragon’s roar resounded through heaven and earth. The Five Elements Ring twisted and expanded, transforming into a colossal fire dragon. It was nearly 30 zhang long, its entire body composed of undulating, raging flames. The form was vivid and terrifyingly lifelike, as if a true ancient dragon had descended upon the mortal world.

Roar! The fire dragon opened its massive jaws, unleashed another earth-shaking bellow, and plunged directly toward Su Meng.

“What an exquisite Artifact!” “Even for a Top Grade Artifact, isn’t that an absurd number of divine abilities?” “Could it be the personal work of ‘Master Iron Ox’?”

The dazzling array of transformations truly broadened the horizons of the watching Outer and Inner Disciples. As they watched Su Meng desperately entangle himself with the fire dragon high above the Martial Arena, gasps of shock and exclamations of admiration echoed endlessly through the crowd.

Junior Brother Li had actually managed to fluster Su Meng—a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection stage—using nothing but a single Top Grade Artifact.

On a distant eastern mountain peak, Yuan Baobao stood at the edge of the cliff, thoughtfully touching the Five Elements Ring on her own wrist. The artifact Senior Brother was using seemed vastly different from hers.

Although both were Top Grade Artifacts, Senior Brother’s ring possessed divine abilities that were completely fluid among the five elemental attributes. They weren’t fixed to one specific element. For example, take the dragon transformation ability. Her Five Elements Ring could only transform into a metal-attributed golden dragon. But Senior Brother’s ring could transform into dragons of all five elements: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Back above the Martial Arena, Su Meng was looking increasingly disheveled. He was fleeing in utter disarray, relentlessly pursued by the fire dragon. Occasionally, he would swing his sword, unleashing rainbow-like sword energy. However, his strikes could only manage to slightly slow the massive beast’s momentum.

No, I can’t reveal too many of my trump cards here! Su Meng’s expression shifted rapidly as he weighed his options.

Losing a single match didn’t matter. Junior Brother Su had already utterly humiliated the Broken Cliff Peak lineage anyway. Even if he lost now, Junior Brother Su was the one bearing the brunt of the shame. With his strength at Foundation Establishment Grand Perfection, advancing to the next round wouldn’t be difficult. Obtaining a spot to enter Kongming Hall was still virtually guaranteed.

Fighting in the Sect’s Martial Arena severely hampered him. Too many eyes were watching, preventing him from using his more lethal methods. Once inside Kongming Hall, however, he wouldn’t have any of these annoying restraints.

Su Meng shot a cold, calculating glance at Junior Brother Li, who was still casually hovering on the wind. Then, he turned his head, his gaze locking onto the name “Mu Jiu’er” on the Name List Stele.