I Fabricated the Techniques, but my disciple really mastered them? - Chapter 77

Chapter 74 Inner Domain and Border Wilderness, Crush Their Bones and Scatter Their Ashes_1

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Two strands of blood-devouring ghost silk, each faster and more powerful than the last, could easily penetrate a slab of steel.

At this moment, Meng Chong felt an intense sense of crisis dawning on him.

With a low growl, his muscles bulged, and with a ‘dong’ sound, his body turned as tough as a golden bell, even emitting a faint golden light.

He crossed his fists in front of his chest to protect his vitals.

Thud!

The blood-devouring ghost silk instantly pierced his fists, its cold presence traveling from his fists up his arms and entering his body.

Boom!

His blood qi burst forth wildly within him, sweeping through his body and shattering the bottleneck—he had broken through the limit of copper bones!

However, the danger had not subsided.

Even with the imminent completion of his golden bones, he was no match.

A stabbing pain came from his fists, the cold aura seeming ready to freeze them solid.

With another low growl, the blood qi storm within him surged to his fists under his control.

Thud!

He threw both fists forward, shattering the blood-devouring ghost silks that had pierced them.

Xue Wuxin’s heart filled with shock. What kind of flesh was this?

That it could block his blood-devouring ghost silk?

“I refuse to believe that you can block this strike!”

Xue Wuxin took the matter seriously now.

As a grandmaster martial artist, although he had hardly exerted any force, the two previous assaults would have easily pierced through a third-rank martial artist in the Inner Domain.

Even grandmaster-level fighters, relying solely on their physical bodies, couldn’t have withstood it.

And this bald youth, although not as strong as a third-rank or higher martial artist, had an extraordinarily resilient body!

Zi!

Xue Wuxin flicked his finger, shooting out a slightly thicker strand of blood-devouring ghost silk, heading straight for Meng Chong’s heart.

This strike, he truly used the strength a grandmaster martial artist should possess.

“I can’t block it!”

Meng Chong was horrified. He couldn’t block this strike no matter what.

He hadn’t even entered the threshold of the Martial Arts, and as powerful as the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield was, it couldn’t possibly block the attack of a martial artist who was presumably at the Innate Realm.

Even if he were to cultivate golden bones, or even diamond-like lustrous bones, he could not withstand it.

The difference in realms was too vast!

As the crisis of death loomed, Meng Chong was powerless, too weak in the face of Xue Wuxin!

Boom!

Just at the brink of mortal peril, suddenly, a Golden Dragon descended from the heavens, instantly shattering the blood-devouring ghost silk. The Golden Giant Dragon coiled up and restrained Xue Wuxin mid-air, pulling him down from the sky.

Meng Chong was overjoyed, feeling a sense of relief as if he had just survived a catastrophe.

“Master!”

Li Xuan had returned from Donghe County, intending to let Shi’er, using information from the Tian Mu Sect, explore the happenings in the Capital City.

Yet, as soon as he reached Yunshan County, he sensed a cold presence.

Martial Artist!

Moreover, right in his own courtyard!

He was startled at once. Where did this martial artist come from?

With a teleportation move, he appeared above the courtyard.

He arrived just in time to see Meng Chong in crisis and immediately took action, saving Meng Chong and simultaneously binding Xue Wuxin in mid-air.

“Good thing I arrived one step ahead, or my second disciple would have been gone!”

Li Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

To see his second disciple about to enter the door of Martial Arts and then lose him would have been a colossal loss.

Where else could he find another disciple suitable for cultivating the Great Sun Golden Bell Shield?

With that thought, his anger surged.

He glared fiercely at Xue Wuxin who was bound by the Descending Dragon Palm’s force, his gaze growing dark.

This was a martial artist, and not a weak one at that.

It seemed… he was in an injured state.

Moreover, what the other cultivated in his body was not blood qi but a cold and sinister energy with a hint of bloodlust, clearly no good person.

“True Qi?”

Li Xuan’s brow furrowed slightly.

“No, it’s somewhat like True Qi, but of lower quality.”

The “True Qi” within the other’s body was nowhere near as pure as his own Innate True Qi, and it was also lacking in power and quality.

“Master, who is he? He came to kill your disciple right away. Could he be sent by the Emperor of Wu?”

Meng Chong, having narrowly escaped death, looked at Xue Wuxin and showed a face filled with anger.

Li Xuan sat down in a chair, a mysterious aura emerging that made him appear even more unfathomable.

“How’s the injury?”

Li Xuan glanced at the wound on Meng Chong’s fists, which was surrounded by a cold aura.

But it was not a big problem and was only a minor injury.

With Meng Chong’s current physical recuperative ability, it would fully heal in two or three days.

Moreover, stimulated by this cold aura, Meng Chong’s blood qi became violent, breaking through the bottleneck and exceeding the limit of copper bones, entering the stage of refining golden bones.

Was it a blessing in disguise?

Xue Wuxin lay on the ground, his heart filled with terror.

A Golden Dragon coiled around him, its fearsome pressure holding him down firmly, rendering him unable to move.

His Inner Qi was so suppressed it felt as if it would collapse at any moment.

“Great Grandmaster? How could there be a Great Grandmaster in the Wasteland?

“No! That’s not right, this terrifying presence—perhaps not even a Great Grandmaster would possess it.

“Who is this person? He looks so mysterious and profound!”

Xue Wuxin’s heart sank.

Because in the Wasteland, the Spirit Mechanism of heaven and earth dissipated, the nature’s spiritual energy was violent, and since the Heavenly Earth Lingji did not exist, it was impossible to channel spiritual energy into the body.

The human body also couldn’t refine or withstand the violent spiritual energy.

Therefore, it was impossible for martial artists to exist.

It was precisely for this reason he fled to the Wasteland when being pursued relentlessly in the Inner Domain.

Yet, he had never expected to encounter such a powerful being in the Wasteland!

“Is this their master?”

The mysterious strong man had appeared with a Golden Dragon, unstoppable in power, belonging to the same source as that young man’s palm techniques. This person must undoubtedly be that young man’s master.