Dual Spiritual Roots Prodigy

Facing Qiao Tiequan's questioning, the woman in green swept her gaze around and coldly asked, "Are my Su Xin Palace disciples dead or alive?"

Qiao Tiequan froze for a moment, then flew into a rage. "Your Su Xin Palace sent disciples to infiltrate Zhuo Ye Fortress too? Outrageous! Do you truly regard Zhuo Ye Fortress's Patrol Team as nothing?"

"Everyone, attack! Kill her!"

Over a hundred Patrol Disciples immediately rushed at the woman in green.

The woman in green snorted disdainfully and swung the longsword in her hand.

Bolts of lightning suddenly descended, striking the charging Patrol Disciples.

"Ah—"

Screams rang out. Faced with these elusive lightning spells, the Patrol Team disciples had no means of resisting.

Qiao Tiequan did not stand idly by either. He raised his right hand, and one short Flying Sword after another shot out from his sleeve.

These Flying Swords were as short as daggers and incredibly fast.

The woman in green swiftly dodged.

A fierce battle erupted.

Quite a few cultivators were lurking in the nearby alleys and pavilions, all watching the fight.

Xu Lang and Qin Qinxue were among them.

"This woman is from Su Xin Palace. She's incredible. We need to find Yi Xiaofeng. Maybe Yi Xiaofeng can persuade her to become our ally," Qin Qinxue whispered.

Xu Lang sighed. "It's already been three days. There's been no sign of Yi Xiaofeng, not even a message. He's probably already been captured and thrown into the Black Hole."

Qin Qinxue frowned.

She had wanted to follow Yi Xiaofeng and ride his coattails to some opportunities, but he had disappeared on the very first day.

Elsewhere.

Yi Xiaofeng climbed onto a rooftop and looked into the distance.

When he saw the woman in green, he was secretly startled.

Who was this now?

The woman in green fought Qiao Tiequan while casting Thunder Techniques. The relentless lightning strikes were dazzling, carrying the stunning impact of a period film enhanced with special effects.

Yi Xiaofeng observed in secret.

"Who exactly are you? State your name!"

Qiao Tiequan shouted furiously, secretly alarmed.

This woman was truly formidable!

Thunder Techniques were not something ordinary cultivators could master.

Among spells, Thunder Techniques were the most tyrannical!

"Su Xin Palace Inner Sect Disciple, Chen Lan!"

The woman in green snorted coldly. She then leaped into the air and formed a hand seal with her left hand. Bolts of lightning coiled around her like dragons and serpents.

Qiao Tiequan did not dare engage her at close range again. He raised his twin blades and leaped backward, opening the distance between himself and Chen Lan.

"You're Chen Lan, Wei Qixin's final disciple? The Dual Spiritual Roots prodigy with lightning and wind attributes?"

Qiao Tiequan cried out in shock, his tone full of wariness.

Yi Xiaofeng silently gave him a thumbs-up.

Thanks for the explanation, bro.

Spiritual roots were aptitude. Only those with spiritual roots could cultivate; not everyone could, otherwise there would not be so many mortals.

In the Cultivation World, most people possessed Five Elements spiritual roots. Their attributes were mixed and chaotic. Being capable of everything sometimes meant being mediocre, and spiritual roots made that especially clear.

The fewer spiritual root attributes one had, the faster one could refine Spiritual Qi.

Beyond the Five Elements spiritual roots, there were other special attributes, such as lightning and ice.

Dual Spiritual Roots definitely counted as genius-level talent.

Yi Xiaofeng had yet to test his own spiritual roots.

Dual Spiritual Roots. That's impressive, Yi Xiaofeng thought.

He was delighted.

A Su Xin Palace disciple was this powerful. Perhaps she could help him.

Given his relationship with Wang Yanran, how could Chen Lan refuse to help him?

A Flying Sword appeared beneath Chen Lan's feet. With a treasured sword in her right hand, she charged straight at Qiao Tiequan.

With her face as cold as frost, she was truly brimming with killing intent, enough to make one's heart tremble.

Qiao Tiequan immediately cast a spell. One Flying Sword after another shot from his sleeves, but instead of attacking Chen Lan directly, they circled around him, rapidly multiplying and growing larger until they formed a small tornado that shook the surrounding rubble.

"You stinking bitch! Don't get cocky!"

Qiao Tiequan thrust out both palms, and the Flying Swords around him turned into a rain of blades that shot toward Chen Lan.

Lightning swirled around Chen Lan's body as she suddenly accelerated, flashing past like a streak of lightning.

Squelch!

Chen Lan landed with her back to Qiao Tiequan.

Qiao Tiequan remained in his palm-striking pose. After stiffening for two seconds, he groaned in pain and dropped to one knee.

He clutched his chest, but blood poured through his fingers like a spring.

The surrounding Patrol Disciples were terrified and did not dare step forward.

Chen Lan turned around and stared coldly at Qiao Tiequan. "Today, I'll kill you first, then Shan Tiange."

With that, she raised her sword and walked toward Qiao Tiequan.

"Hmph!"

A deep, cold snort rang out. Everyone, including Yi Xiaofeng, felt as though a hammer had struck them in the chest.

Chen Lan's expression changed drastically. She raised her left hand in horror and saw that her palm had turned black.

A curse!

A burst of hurried footsteps approached.

Shan Tiange came rushing over with a sword in hand, sprinting at full speed with unstoppable momentum.

Chen Lan immediately took to the air on her Flying Sword and fled.

Shan Tiange then took out a Flying Sword from his Storage Ring, stepped onto it, and gave chase.

The two vanished one after the other at the end of the street.

The players hidden in the shadows watched in amazement, and so did the audience.

"This is what a cultivator's battle should look like."

"Chen Lan is so badass. I love her!"

"Su Xin Palace is full of beauties. I'm joining them someday too."

"What just happened?"

"That cold snort was probably from the old demon inside Zhuo Ye Fortress. Chen Lan seems to have been cursed. She looked at her palm just now."

"Now's the perfect chance to kill Qiao Tiequan!"

Yi Xiaofeng was also amazed, but he quickly shifted his attention to Qiao Tiequan.

Qiao Tiequan was seriously injured. Now was the perfect time to kill him.

The Patrol Disciples helped Qiao Tiequan to his feet.

"Leave... quickly..."

Qiao Tiequan said with difficulty. An inexplicable sense of unease filled him, suggesting enemies might be hiding nearby.

The disciples immediately helped him away.

Xu Lang, hidden in the shadows, asked quietly, "Should we make a move?"

"No. Even a starving camel is bigger than a horse. Didn't you see Qiao Tiequan's strength? You've already used your poison needles. We can't deal with him now unless we find another Golden Cricket," Qin Qinxue said, shaking her head.

It was not the final day yet. There was no need to rush.

Xu Lang felt that made sense.

The two then retreated and continued searching for Golden Crickets.

The other players thought the same way. Qiao Tiequan was far stronger than they had imagined, so they could not act rashly.

Yi Xiaofeng, however, quietly followed after them.

If not now, then when?

That old demon clearly could not come out. He had to be tied up by something.

As for the curse, if he truly could curse people directly from afar, there was no avoiding it.

Yi Xiaofeng did not believe the old demon could curse people however he pleased. If he could, would he not already be invincible?

He followed them all the way.

Before Qiao Tiequan could return to his residence, he was nearly unable to hold on any longer. He hurriedly stopped, sat down cross-legged on the spot, and began stopping the bleeding and treating his injuries. More than a dozen disciples stood guard at his side, vigilantly watching the surroundings.

Yi Xiaofeng climbed onto a rooftop. He held a longsword in his left hand and took out the Red Cloud Sword with his right.

A sword in each hand!

The first form of Matchstick Swordplay contained the secret to wielding dual swords. Against these useless scraps, dual swords were the most efficient.

"You've followed me for so long, sir. Show yourself!"

Qiao Tiequan shouted in a deep voice without opening his eyes.

The Patrol Disciples shuddered upon hearing this and nervously looked around.

Yi Xiaofeng hesitated briefly before standing up.

He looked down at Qiao Tiequan in the alley and said, "Your Zhuo Ye Fortress has wantonly slaughtered lives, using innocent civilians to feed the Evil Tree. Killing you ten thousand times would not be enough to cleanse your sins!"

Qiao Tiequan opened his eyes at those words and gritted his teeth. "Utter nonsense! The civilians taken in by Zhuo Ye Fortress are all refugees. Our Fortress Lord gives them food, shelter, and protection. What's wrong with having the able-bodied men help cultivate the Seven-Colored Glass Tree? Mortals are born, grow old, fall ill, and die anyway. I've never seen the Seven-Colored Glass Tree eat civilians. You're all talking nonsense and spreading rumors!"

Yi Xiaofeng burst into laughter upon hearing that.

So this bastard did not know the truth?

He said coldly, "What about now? You've sent so many able-bodied men to cultivate the Seven-Colored Glass Tree, yet you refuse to let them return. There are barely any women left either. Zhuo Ye Fortress is about to become a dead city! You call yourselves righteous, yet commit demonic acts. If Heaven has eyes, it will surely strike you dead!"

Qiao Tiequan trembled with rage, like a trapped beast driven to the brink, his eyes bloodshot.