When Shangqing Adept's greatsword slashed at Wenqing Adept, she casually slapped a defensive talisman onto herself and drifted aside, barely dodging that streak of white light.
Wenqing Adept made almost the same move. He also used a defensive talisman, then Flash Stepped to a corner of the courtyard.
But this time, Shangqing Adept's greatsword did not miss. It curved sharply, rapidly shrinking as it drew a white line through the air and pursued him once more.
"Wishful Sword?" Wenqing Adept's eyes widened. "Holy shit... the Carefree Platform's Wishful Sword?"
The old man watching the two fight was utterly dumbfounded.
Nine Golden Cores were attacking outside. There were only three Golden Cores in the house, and these two had started fighting each other. What was he supposed to do?
Wenqing Adept Flash Stepped again, arriving beside the old man. He immediately released a shield covered in mysterious patterns and shouted, "She's the traitor! What are you standing around for? Attack!"
The old man glanced at him, slapped a defensive talisman onto himself, then drew out a shield and warily retreated to the side. "You two fight. I'm helping neither of you. Push me too far, and I'll surrender."
Wenqing Adept's shield was quite famous. It had been crafted from the shed shell of a Ten-Thousand-Year Black Tortoise—a Half-Step Nascent Soul old tortoise. After obtaining that tortoise shell, he had made a special trip to Springwatch Valley and invited a master artificer from Swordforging Peak to painstakingly forge it.
The tortoise shell had three layers of defense. The first two were energy layers. Shangqing Adept's flying sword pierced straight through the first layer and was only stopped when it barely penetrated the second.
Upon sensing this, Wenqing Adept's expression changed again. "You're not Low-Grade Golden Core!"
The petite woman sneered. "You realized