Junior Disciple Brother, I Want Some Too! Cihang's Little Nanliang Moment

Inside the main hall of Biyou Palace.

The air was filled with a strange awkwardness and the smell of blood.

Sect Master Tongtian watched the scene before him, the corners of his mouth twitching wildly.

"This kid, Zhao Gongming..."

"He actually has this kind of ability?"

"To ignore Duo Bao's defenses and deal damage by force?"

At this moment, Daoist Duo Bao, who had been blasted away by a sword, staggered to his feet.

Although his chest was bleeding and his face was pale.

But as the Jie Sect's Senior Disciple Brother, Duo Bao's stubbornness kicked in.

He casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes hardening.

"I don't accept this!"

"I refuse to believe that this heretical swordsmanship can keep breaking through defenses!"

"Junior Sister, keep going!"

Golden Spirit Holy Mother was also getting into the groove.

The thrill of every strike being a critical hit was simply irresistible.

Without a word, she struck a classic pose and roared again.

"If you're my brother, come and hack me!!"

Several consecutive swords were slashed out.

Daoist Duo Bao was like a red ball, being hacked and sent stumbling left and right.

The string of bright red "-99999" effects above his head.

Popped out like firecrackers during New Year's, crackling non-stop.

A moment later.

Daoist Duo Bao was covered in blood, his daoist robes stained red.

He looked like a blood gourd just fished out of a blood pool.

"Senior Disciple Brother, stop hitting!"

Holy Mother Wudang and Holy Mother Guiling couldn't bear to watch any longer.

They quickly stepped forward to stop Duo Bao, who was still trying to endure.

"You're covered in blood, if you keep fighting, someone will die!"

Daoist Duo Bao panted, waving his hand, his face full of refusal to admit defeat.

"It's fine!"

"This magic treasure looks scary, but it's just making me spit out a few mouthfuls of blood."

"There's no substantial damage to my origin, I haven't seen any yet!"

"My HP is high, I can take it!"

However.

Sect Master Tongtian, who was seated high on his cloud bed, shook his head, his expression becoming grave.

"Duo Bao, you are mistaken."

"You are at the peak of Golden Immortal, with deep roots and a sea of vital energy."

"Naturally, you feel that these injuries are insignificant."

"But if you think about it from another perspective."

"What if the person holding the sword was facing a late-stage Golden Immortal with ordinary roots?"

"Each of these swords deducts a fixed amount of vital energy."

"Ten swords? A hundred swords?"

"Even a Taiyi Golden Immortal, if continuously hacked like this, would eventually be worn down and die!"

"This is the terror of... true damage!"

Hearing their Master's analysis.

Duo Bao, Wudang, and Guiling finally reacted.

They all gasped in unison.

That's right!

Ignoring defense and forcing HP loss.

This was simply a shameless tactic that wore people to death without them even realizing it!

"It's just..."

Sect Master Tongtian looked at the gaudy sword in Jin Ling's hand and couldn't help but complain.

"Why is this magic treasure so abstract?"

"And you have to shout 'Zha Zha Hui'… what is all this?"

Golden Spirit Holy Mother quickly explained on behalf of Zhao Gongming.

"Master, Junior Brother Gongming said."

"'The Heavenly Dao is just; for every gain, there must be a loss.'"

"'Since this magic treasure possesses heaven-defying conceptual attributes.'"

"'It must bear the corresponding karmic price.'"

"'This embarrassing slogan is the price.'"

As she spoke, Golden Spirit Holy Mother seemed to recall something and added.

"Actually, this is considered good."

"Master, you didn't see the sword that Junior Sister Bixiao had before..."

"It made Cihang kneel in public and call him an Unfilial Son!"

"What?!"

Sect Master Tongtian and the other direct disciples were shocked again.

"Cihang? Kneel to Bixiao? Call him an Unfilial Son?"

Sect Master Tongtian's eyes widened, full of gossip.

"This... could it be that Gongming and Bixiao really have something going on?"

"Otherwise, how could he forge such... a magic treasure that resembles a family drama?"

Golden Spirit Holy Mother's expression was strange, and she spread her hands.

"Master, this is all the magic treasure's effect."

"But then again..."

"I think Junior Brother Gongming and Junior Sister San Xiao's relationship is indeed unusual."

"That kind of atmosphere, tsk tsk tsk."

Upon hearing this, Sect Master Tongtian wasn't angry.

Instead, he rubbed his hands excitedly and chuckled.

"Unusual is good, as long as it's unusual!"

"I've wanted to have a grand-disciple to play with for a long time."

"No need to let the good stuff go to outsiders!"

"It looks like I need to have a good chat with Gongming another day and ask when he'll get things done."

As soon as these words were spoken, the four direct disciples exchanged glances.

Master, is your focus a little off?

Meanwhile, in Zhao Gongming's cave dwelling.

[Ding! Congratulations to the Host!]

[Golden Spirit Holy Mother defeated Daoist Duo Bao using the Dragon Slaying Sword!]

[Triggered Critical Strike Reward! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Divine Ability: Samadhi True Fire!]

A source of true fire suddenly merged into Zhao Gongming's body.

Zhao Gongming opened his mouth and spat out condensed Samadhi True Fire.

"Samadhi True Fire!"

Zhao Gongming's eyes were filled with surprise.

This was one of the top divine fires in the Primordial World.

In later generations, at what level was the Bull Demon King, yet he could make Sun Wukong struggle with Samadhi True Fire?

This showed how terrifying the power of this divine fire was.

It could not be extinguished by water, nor could it be suppressed by earth.

It was a top-tier divine ability for alchemy, artifact refining, and combat!

"With the Nine Dragon Cauldron plus the help of Samadhi True Fire, the Dao of Artifacts will truly be an invincible path from now on."

Zhao Gongming was happily playing with the flames in his hand.

Just then.

Knock knock knock!

A rapid and slightly hesitant knocking sound came from outside the cave dwelling.

"Who's... knocking on my window?"

Zhao Gongming put away his flames and waved his hand to open the barrier.

The door slowly opened.

The moment he saw the visitor, he froze on the spot.

The person before him was dressed all in white, with a clean, fair face and tear tracks still wet at the corners of his eyes.

It was Cihang, the Chan Sect's direct disciple who had previously suffered Social Death.

"Holy crap!"

Zhao Gongming instinctively took a step back, his internal magic secretly circulating.

"Senior Disciple Brother Cihang, I know you might not be convinced."

"But this is Jie Sect territory, and I'm the Senior Disciple Brother of the Jie Sect's Outer Sect. Be careful, I'll call for backup!"

To be honest, Zhao Gongming was a bit nervous.

After all, if he had truly defeated the other party fair and square, that would be one thing.

But the problem was that the price of Social Death was too high, making it hard not to think that Cihang had come for revenge.

He hadn't expected Cihang to show no signs of wanting to fight.

Instead, he had a pitiful expression, as if he were wronged.

He stomped his foot slightly and said in a soft, mushy voice.

"Junior Disciple Brother, losing is losing, but... I don't want the title of Little Nanliang."

Cihang looked up, his big, watery eyes staring straight at Zhao Gongming.

"Junior Disciple Brother, the magic treasure you refined is really amazing. I want one too."

"Please, can you help me refine a magic treasure, okay?"

"Okay, Junior Disciple Brother~~ (╹▽╹)"

Zhao Gongming: "???"

Looking at Cihang before him, who seemed to have Little Nanliang possessing him.

Zhao Gongming felt his scalp tingle, and goosebumps covered his entire body.

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