Xiantian Expert of the Zhendong Royal Mansion

Stellar Transformation World

For some time now, Cao Bing had been studying under Feng Yuzi, a Golden Core cultivator.

However, Feng Yuzi was an Immortal Master after all and needed to cultivate himself. Under normal circumstances, they could only meet once every four or five days, but every meeting brought Cao Bing enormous gains.

Fortunately, although Cao Bing could not often meet Feng Yuzi, the Zhendong Royal Mansion was not lacking in Xiantian experts. During this period, Cao Bing had come to know more than a dozen Xiantian experts in the open alone. And that was only within the Zhendong Royal Mansion; the Qin Family of the entire Eastern Three Commanderies naturally had even more Xiantian experts under its control.

"Brother Wang! I have to thank you for your help during this time. If not for you, my Phantom Blade Technique would never have broken through so quickly!"

Dressed in black, Cao Bing stood on the training ground as straight as a spear, smiling at the man ten meters away.

"Brother Cao, what are you saying? If you truly want to thank me, then let me see just how strong your newly improved Phantom Blade Technique is!"

The man had a full beard and stood roughly two meters tall. He wore a green martial outfit and appeared to be in his thirties.

In truth, however, he was already over eighty years old. He was a Xiantian mid-stage expert with a lifespan of around five hundred years, which was why he looked like a man in his thirties. His name was Wang Dong, and he was one of the friends Cao Bing had made over the past two months.

"Good! Then be careful, Brother Wang!" Cao Bing's eyes gleamed as he stared at Wang Dong, brimming with fighting spirit.

Compared to before, Cao Bing's cultivation had not improved much, but his combat techniques, battle wisdom, and experience had all risen dramatically. More than half a month of life-and-death fighting had not been for nothing!

Moreover, after cultivating for this period, Cao Bing's Phantom Blade Technique had successfully entered the second level. His strength had improved tremendously!

"Take this!" Cao Bing roared, and his figure instantly vanished from where he stood.

He pushed the Flying Shadow Technique to its limit, moving at a terrifying speed. At the same time, two phantom arms seemed to sprout from his body.

But those two phantom arms were not to be underestimated. Though blurry and insubstantial, their killing power was not weak in the slightest. Each phantom possessed fifty-five percent of his own attacking strength.

Furthermore, with every level the Phantom Blade Technique advanced, its attack power increased by another fifty percent. Once Cao Bing reached the seventh level of mastery, it would be equivalent to gaining seven extra arms, each wielding eighty percent of his own attack power. It was absurdly powerful.

Of course, Cao Bing was still far from reaching that level.

"Good!" Wang Dong cried out in excitement, then swung his blade and slashed at Cao Bing.

The blade edge aimed directly at Cao Bing's vital point.

Impressive!

Cao Bing thought to himself.

This slash looked plain and unadorned, yet it sealed off every avenue of Cao Bing's attack, forcing him to abandon his original approach and spring away at once.

He did not dare receive Wang Dong's strike head-on.

If he had possessed the body from the Devouring Starry Sky World, Cao Bing would not have feared it. But in the Stellar Transformation World, both his physical attributes and Internal Force cultivation were far too lacking.

If he truly took that strike, he would likely be seriously injured and forced out of the fight.

"A Xiantian mid-stage expert is not someone I can face head-on. But direct confrontation has never been what I excel at!"

With that thought, Cao Bing tapped the ground repeatedly with his toes. His Micro-level movement technique, combined with the exquisite Flying Shadow Technique, was used to the utmost. His speed and changes in movement were so swift that even a Xiantian expert like Wang Dong found them difficult to handle.

Three arms wielded long blades, continuously slashing at Wang Dong's vital points from every tricky angle. However, they were merely probing attacks.

From Cao Bing's experience, these attacks could not possibly injure a Xiantian-level expert.

And that was indeed the case. Wang Dong swung his broadsword, its edge seemingly slow and unremarkable, yet his defense was airtight and flawless.

No matter how Cao Bing probed, he could not find the slightest opening.

"As expected of an expert supported by the Zhendong Royal Mansion!"

Cao Bing sighed inwardly.

Yet the blade in his hand did not slow in the slightest as he launched attack after attack!

"Ha ha! Brother Cao! After fighting for so long, how about taking one of my strikes!"

With a loud laugh, Wang Dong remained calm and composed beneath Cao Bing's rain-like barrage of attacks.

Not good!

The alarm bells rang in Cao Bing's mind. Wang Dong's blade technique suddenly changed, turning defense into offense. With a single slash, he knocked aside all three of Cao Bing's blade shadows, while his broadsword shot straight toward Cao Bing's face.

"Retreat!"

Cao Bing frowned and hurriedly sprang backward. At the same time, his three blade shadows rushed to meet Wang Dong's broadsword.

Three metallic clashes rang out. The two phantom arms beside Cao Bing instantly vanished, leaving only his real arm to block Wang Dong's strike.

"What tremendous strength, Brother Wang! Cao Bing has lost!"

After taking only one strike from Wang Dong, Cao Bing's entire right arm, the one holding the blade, had been shaken numb and swollen. Though he had not suffered internal injuries, his strength had been reduced by twenty percent!

"Not at all. If you had Xiantian-level Internal Force, I, Old Wang, would never dare underestimate you and fight you!" Wang Dong shook his head, showing no pride over his victory.

To be honest, Wang Dong was extremely shocked by Cao Bing's strength. He knew exactly how strong he himself was. Among Xiantian mid-stage experts, he was among the very best. Even ordinary Xiantian late-stage experts might not be a match for him.

Although he had appeared to handle the fight with great ease, he had actually used seventy percent of his strength.

That level of power was enough to defeat a Xiantian early-stage expert with ease. Yet at the start of the fight, he could only defend completely. In terms of speed, he knew he could not keep up with Cao Bing.

"Brother Cao, let's stop fighting and go drink!" Wang Dong said as he sheathed his broadsword and laughed heartily.

"Brother Wang, it's not as if you don't know I can't hold my liquor!" Cao Bing gave a bitter smile.

Whether in the Devouring Starry Sky World or the Stellar Transformation World, he rarely drank. First, he truly was not good at it. Second, in both worlds he placed great importance on his martial cultivation. Alcohol naturally dulled the nerves, so he basically never touched a drop.

However, after coming to the Zhendong Royal Mansion, he inevitably made a few friends. At first, he thought the Stellar Transformation World was merely an ancient world and could not possibly brew highly potent liquor, so he assumed it would not be a problem.

But he soon realized he was wrong. There might not have been modern brewing techniques here, but they had Internal Force, as well as precious brewing materials unavailable on Earth.

With all of that combined, it would have been difficult not to produce fine liquor. And this was the Zhendong Royal Mansion—could it possibly lack master brewers?

Besides, could Xiantian experts like Wang Dong drink inferior liquor? With their strength, a mere tremor of Internal Force could dispel the effects of weak alcohol. How could they possibly get drunk from it?

Thus, the wine they brought out was all rare treasure-grade liquor seldom seen on the market, more than capable of easily knocking out a Xiantian expert. It was nothing ordinary people's wine could compare to.

The result was that when Cao Bing first drank with Wang Dong, he shamefully collapsed after just two cups. He could not even crawl away, and remained drunk for an entire day and night! He became the laughingstock of quite a few Martial Artists in the Zhendong Royal Mansion.

After that, Cao Bing never drank with those fellows again.