“Such a powerful Buddhist technique. That scaled armor with a remnant Heaven’s Emergence aura can’t stop it either. It’s far superior to Dream Sword Wave.” A strategist holding a feathered fan standing behind the young noble in purple said.
The young noble was sitting on an amethyst chair with phoenix engravings. Numerous experts were on guard; there were six strategists as well.
The latter was extremely intelligent. They noticed that their young noble was interested in the fight so they offered their opinion.
“This half-demon is special, first is a Buddhist pill not weaker than the seventh rank then a top technique now? Looks like he really has a ninth-ranked alchemist who is also a high monk.” Another strategist added.
“There are more than a thousand temples in Season. The top ones consist of an Enlightened Buddha who created the Enlightened Heart Pagoda, then there’s Void Temple with a ninth-ranked artifact. However, neither have an alchemist at the ninth rank.”
One more strategist walked forward and leaned closer to the young noble: “I’ve sent men to find more information. This half-demon appeared four days ago in Celestial Market and was close to Meng Taiyue. Meng Taiyue then used the network of the men to help him find a woman…”
“I don’t care what he did in the last four days. My question is, where he was five days ago?” The young noble said.
“There’s… no information on this.” The strategist got on his knees, frightened.
“Hmph, don’t you all always brag about your knowledge, that there’s nothing you don’t know? Can’t even finish this trivial matter, I’m truly disappointed.” The young noble waved his fan.
“This half-demon is someone who can’t be calculated. This information is from the Calculating Division of Season.” The strategist bowed his head while trembling.
“Looks like we need to rectify whatever problem there is in that division.” The young noble said.
Another person got on his knees – a supreme elder of the Calculating Division from Season. He turned pale from fear as he spoke: “According to our newest report, there was a weak spatial fluctuation near Tribulation Mountain Range. From this, we can theorize that this half-demon was from another domain. He met a storm while crossing a worm-hole and fell into the mountain range. Meng Taiyue took him out afterward.”
The young noble told people to gather information on Feng Feiyun during his fight with Meng Xinghu. It only took the time for someone to drink a cup of tea yet Feiyun’s movement in Sixth Central was completely figured out.
A few wisdom masters worked together to explore other possibilities and reported the most likely one. The information for one man required immense resources and manpower. One could see how influential this young noble was.
“Rise.” The young noble’s eyes pulsed brightly, seemingly pondering something.
The supreme elder and the strategists finally got up and heaved a sigh of relief.
“I heard news that the woman Feng Feiyun is looking for has traveled through a portal to the city. She is extremely beautiful on top of having great cultivation. A wisdom master tried to calculate her but suffered a backlash. She used a calculating art and crippled him.” The supreme elder said.
“Oh? So impressive. Where is she right now?” The young noble smiled and became interested.
“She has great attainment on the wisdom path and is too strong, we can’t find her whereabouts…” The supreme elder shook his head.
“Hmph, just a little girl, I’ll take her on.” The older strategist with the feathered fan closed his eyes. He became resplendent with divining laws emanating from him and spreading across the city.
He was a powerful wisdom master, qualified to stand behind the young noble.
“Ugh…” A while later, he vomited blood and fell to the ground, fainted.
“His soul is slashed by her calculating art, he can’t open his eyes anymore.” Another strategist had an ugly expression.
“How interesting, a unique half-demon and a powerful woman.” The young noble remained calm from start to finish. He looked up and said: “How many moves so far?”
“800 already, this half-demon is quite strong.”
Meanwhile, Feiyun had no idea that people were investigating him. He was having a “tough fight” with Meng Xinglong.
In reality, if he wanted to win, he only needed two moves. Alas, he had to let the Meng watch this instead of scaring them right away. That would be too boring.
“Golden Silkworm Egg.” He turned into an egg surrounded by Buddhist light. A golden radiance rushed towards Meng Xinglong.
Xinglong knew that this guy’s Buddhist art was quite strong and didn’t dare to relax. He took out a fourth-ranked spirit treasure and utilized its thirtyfold power.
“Time to end this.” A hand reached out from the egg with Buddhist characters floating around. It knocked down the spirit treasure and sent Xinglong flying.
“Boom!” Xinglong’s armor lit up for the second time and managed to stop the brunt of the attack.
“I am unbeatable!” He roared.
“Boom!” Another Buddhist seal struck Xinlglong’s chest, causing more blood to gush from his mouth. The armor was cracking.
“Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!” Feiyun looked like a Buddha god as he unleashed five more seals.
Xinglong couldn’t block at all and suffered more damages.
This was “Boundless Buddhist Art”, a technique learned from the scripture.
The first diagram had three thousand transformations, meaning three thousand top techniques. However, Feiyun condensed these techniques into three – Boundless Buddhist Art, Golden Silkworm Egg, and Buddhist Thousand Forms.
The first was an offensive art; the second was defensive; the last was a transformation art.
He was only using twenty percent of his technique. Otherwise, he would have killed the guy with one strike.
“Dao Art, Bottomless Abyss.” Xinglong has never been so battered before. His hair was a mess; he was covered in dust and blood. He finally used one of the Meng’s strongest secret arts.
A power capable of piercing through this entire realm emanated from him. A black crack appeared in space with ripples coming out.
“Down.” Feiyun unleashed a seal with a more intense light, easily destroying this secret art.
Xinglong’s armor exploded into broken plates. There was a bloody palm print on his chest; the chest bones have caved in.
Feiyun then destroyed the guy’s dantian. The latter’s eyes became gray as he lay there on the ground.
The cultivators from the Meng couldn’t believe it. How could this half-demon be so strong?
“Haha, another historical genius crippled.” The white-haired man in the black robe laughed.
“Can your clan handle this? Do you need my help?” In the crowd, a youth with a sword on his back was extremely eager to fight Feng Feiyun. He didn’t seem to be mocking the Meng.
Unfortunately, the geniuses of the Meng took it as humiliation. Meng Xinghen confidently said: “We can handle our business, no need for anyone else to join.”
He then turned towards Feiyun and said: “Your cultivation is impressive but I’ve seen through you.”
“Oh? Really now? So confident.” Feiyun smiled.
“I wouldn’t be entering the realm of death without this much confidence.” Xinghen smiled.
He was talented on top of knowing how to calculate as a relatively-decent wisdom master. He always exercised prudence and never did anything he wasn’t sure of.
Because of this, the Meng was grooming him to be their next successor.
