Scrap With a Primordial Infant Realm Cultivator
With a sneer, Tian Yun mocked, “You’ve been Tian Ran all day recently. Oh, there was Cai Lie, too, so I had to leave you alone. Now that they’re gone, you only have your prayers.”
“Rou Anna, I thought you didn’t like Tian Yun. Why have you suddenly lowered yourself?” questioned Mu Yu.
“Tian Yun, bring me his left hand,” Rou Anna hissed through her teeth.
Beaming, Tian Yun ordered, “Blame yourself for being in the wrong place at the wrong time. You can offend me, but you had to offend Rou Anna. Yong Cai, bring me his left hand.”
“Someone must’ve been on something when they said Jade Sect is home to goddesses. I’d say it’s home to devils. Some nasty goddess you are,” Mu Yu insulted.
How would it be an official fight until there was a rowdy crowd?
Rou Anna didn’t go after Mu Yu directly, especially in public, because it would harm her reputation if word got around that Mu Yu “violated” her chastity.
“You going to cut it off yourself, or do you need me to give you a hand?” jeered Yong Cai, one of Tian Yun’s Primordial Infant Realm friends.
Mu Yu wasn’t intimidated in the slightest and rightfully so. Yong Cai and others were trained to be certain Golden Core Realm disciples’ aides. To develop their retinues, Celestial Star Sect fed them a special pill to strongarm progress. Even so, it was all show and no go. If Daoist Qing Song was to cross swords with them, it’d be one-way traffic, with him swinging the hammer. In saying that, they were still superior to ordinary Golden Core Realm cultivators.
Xiaoshuai: “He’s not a genuine Primordial Infant Realm cultivator. Stomp him.”
Armed with Shadow Splitter Sword, Mu Yu replied, “Try me.”
In alignment with the crowd’s beliefs, Yong Cai thought he had it in the bag. “Too late for regrets.”
Yong Cai revealed his spiked mace weighing hundreds of kilograms and begun his assault. Mu Yu went straight toward the spiked mace to everyone’s disbelief. However, Mu Yu didn’t meet the spiked mace head on. Instead, he ran his sword along the spiked mace and tried to gut Yong Cai with another Shadow Splitter Sword. Yong Cai couldn’t have been happier Mu Yu engaged him in close quarters.
Yong Cai discharged spiritual qi, turning the air around into sharp spiritual qi wind blades. Mu Yu dismissed the attack, deeming it a far cry from Gui Xuanyue’s might. Using the footwork from Dustfallen Swordplay, Mu Yu dodged the qi attack and slapped Yong Cai across the face.
As soon as he landed the slap, Mu Yu slid behind Yong Cai and drive his shoe into Yong Cai’s rear.
Feng Haochen told Mu Yu many cultivators preferred to focus on long-range battles using their spiritual energy and neglected close-quarters combat. Therefore, Dustfallen Steps, which was effective at long and close range, was useful against opponents where the discrepancy in cultivation wasn’t too large.
“I’m going to turn you into mincemeat!” roared Yong Cai.
Sensing Yong Cai power up, Mu Yu got serious. The duel would play out differently once Yong Cai was focused as it would give Mu Yu a tough time slipping.
“Mu Yu, I can tamper with his breathing,” whispered Xiaoshuai, from Mu Yu’s shirt.
“Wreck him, and I’ll buy you a chicken drumstick,” Mu Yu responded.
“Deal!”
Xiaoshuai’s cheat skill was spiritual qi control that surpassed Mu Yu’s competence. Magical weapons needed spiritual energy. Since spiritual qi was in the atmosphere when wielding the weapon, controlling the spiritual qi circulation in the atmosphere would throw off the attacks.
Xiaoshuai wagged his tail, generating a vortex, thereby redirecting the trajectory of the spiked mace’s attack. Confusion and frustration flitted across Yong Cai’s face, but he brushed it off as a fluke resulting from his tension.
“Smash him.”
Understanding what Mu Yu meant, Xiaoshuai redirected the spiritual qi to lead the spiked mace toward Tian Yun.
“Stop, you idiot! Are you trying to kill me?!” thundered Tian Yun.
As a result of trying to decelerate his full-power swing, Yong Cai’s energy flow was disrupted, resulting in him injuring himself with his own energy. Mu Yu jumped at the opportunity to drive a heavy-impact kick at Yong Cai’s chest, breaking ribs. Though hurt, Yong Cai roared and reached for Mu Yu’s leg. Mu Yu deftly pulled back and picked up the heavy spiked mace. Mu Yu buried the mace in a rock and left a human silhouette crater in the ground.
Xiaoshuai trapped Yong Cai in the crater using spiritual energy and then closed it with a layer of spiritual qi. “Done, Mu Yu. I restrained him, so I want a bag worth of chicken drumsticks.”
“As for you…” remarked Mu Yu, turning to Tian Yun.
Mu Yu slapped the blood and teeth out of Tian Yun, sending the young master crashing through a table. The dustpans on the table rained down on Tian Yun for extra environmental strike points.
Mu Yu walked over to Rou Anna. Startled, she left in a huff again.
“Find someone who can hold his own weight next time,” Mu Yu teased prior to strutting out of Mist City.
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