Upon hearing Yang Zhen's words, Sun Yushi burst into laughter. Suddenly, a terrifying Literary Talent Qi erupted from the longsword in his hand. Amidst the surge of True Essence, he pointed the longsword at Yang Zhen, who was hurtling towards him.
" Yang Zhen, do you think you can look down on everyone just because you can condense Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions? In front of the Nascent Soul Realm, you're nothing more than a minor Golden Core Realm cultivator. The Nascent Soul Realm... is not as simple as you imagine!"
Buzz!
A terrifying pressure erupted from Sun Yushi, his longsword enveloped in Literary Talent Qi that transformed into a golden wave of energy in mid-air, carrying a violent force as it charged toward Yang Zhen.
Sun Yushi wielded his longsword with lightning speed, his face radiating elegance, and he proclaimed in a clear and resonant voice, " The Heavenly River hangs long, stretching ten thousand miles through the clouds!"
Rumble!
The raging True Essence formed a landscape of mountains and rivers in mid-air. Towering mountains crashed down from the clouds, and a Heavenly River appeared to be real, shining with golden light, even pushing aside the surrounding air.
Yang Zhen felt immense power, and his speed immediately decreased significantly.
Compared to this, Yang Zhen was even more shocked by Sun Yushi's martial arts skills, which were actually... he really wanted to shout it out!
Yang Zhen stared wide-eyed at the lifelike landscape in the air, fascinated. "Wow, this is amazing! Recite a couple more lines!"
This is interesting. Powerful and pretentious, these celestial phenomena are so realistic, they're definitely a great tool for showing off. No wonder Sun Yushi's reputation is so strong, even the Empress of the Water Spirit Kingdom praised him highly.
Buzz!
As the long river receded, Yang Zhen slashed down with his sword, instantly unleashing rolling thunder. The two violent shockwaves collided, producing a deafening roar. The surging air currents churned, and both men were simultaneously jolted.
Yang Zhen was taken aback. As expected, a Nascent Soul Realm expert was extraordinary. Whether it was their understanding of power or the sheer volume of True Essence within their body, Yang Zhen had suffered a loss.
To Yang Zhen's delight, his Golden Core, which had remained unchanged for millennia and was only getting fatter, finally underwent some changes under this pressure.
A golden light burst forth from the Golden Core, and the power within Yang Zhen's body instantly deepened.
Sun Yushi laughed heartily, twirling his longsword. "As you wish, the Milky Way shines as brightly as if washed by a jade basin!"
Buzz!
The scene changed mid-air; beneath the shifting stars, the endless starry sky enveloped Yang Zhen.
Boom boom boom!
The Milky Way hung upside down, and countless starlight shot towards Yang Zhen Yang Zhen, enveloping him completely.
Suddenly, the Startling Thunder Sword in Yang Zhen's hand erupted with a burst of azure light. Amidst the flashing lightning, countless raging dragons appeared, blocking the starry river.
The greater the pressure in this battle against opponents of higher levels, the brighter Yang Zhen's Golden Core core became, even emitting a buzzing sound, causing his blood to boil. He laughed heartily, advancing instead of retreating, and charging towards Sun Yushi Yang Zhen.
"Reciting poetry, is that it?" Yang Zhen became interested, suddenly sheathing his longsword and instantly transforming into a refined and scholarly figure. With a flick of his long robe, he pointed his sword at Sun Yushi: "Come, come, let me Niannian too, and show you what a true poet-sword immortal is!"
"What?" Sun Yushi's expression changed, and he sneered. Suddenly, his long sword flashed out in a series of afterimages as it hurtled towards Yang Zhen. The violent shockwave sent the surrounding earth and rocks flying. "You think you can take me?"
Yang Zhen's Literary Talent Qi was boundless; countless Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions were poured into the Startling Thunder Sword. He twirled the sword behind him in an extremely flashy display, laughing heartily, unrestrained and wild.
"Ah!"
Yang Zhen's emotional voice startled Sun Yushi, who quickly switched from offense to defense, looking at Yang Zhen with a wary expression.
The golden Golden Core within Yang Zhen's body seemed to become excited along with him. Yang Zhen looked up to the sky and recited a well-known ancient poem.
Ah! Ocean! You are all water!
With a deafening roar, the terrifying Literary Qi waves in mid-air suddenly transformed into a boundless ocean. As the energy waves rolled, they stirred up towering waves, and within these energy waves, there was even a roar of thunder, rising and falling like a long dragon.
"Impossible, this... this is called poetry?" Sun Yushi stared blankly at the sea radiating endless power in mid-air, a look of bewilderment flashing across his face, but he dared not be careless in the slightest. His long sword followed him like a shadow, and endless streaks of starlight rushed towards Yang Zhen.
Just as they were about to finish off Yang Zhen with overwhelming strength, they heard Yang Zhen let out a cry of "Ah!"
"Oh! Horse! You have four legs!"
Boom boom boom!
The sound of ten thousand horses galloping suddenly rang out. Before Yang Zhen, one after another, imposing warhorses surged forward, their neighing creating towering waves of air and raising endless dust.
Sun Yushi stumbled and exclaimed in surprise, " Literary Talent Qi a horse!"
He suddenly felt a pang of regret.
Yang Zhen cannot be judged by ordinary standards. This bastard is shrouded in mystery; how can one assume that Nascent Soul Realm can easily subdue him?
But Sun Yushi knew that regret was useless at this point, and could only fight desperately amidst the thunderous roar of the vast ocean and the neighing of warhorses.
"Ah!"
Yang Zhen's voice rang out again, and Sun Yushi coughed up a mouthful of blood, screaming hysterically, "Stop! This is an insult to civility, it's practically a disgrace to civility!"
So what if you're in the Nascent Soul Realm?
Yang Zhen spat. " Laozi Golden Core could crush your Nascent Soul if I dug it out! I'm so worried about how fat you are with no progress. Now that there's finally some movement, how can I just stop now?"
"Ah! Girl! Look at your cherry lips!"
puff!
Sun Yushi was completely submerged in a sea of thunder, his warhorses neighing and nearly trampling him to death.
Girl, my foot! Is this some kind of poetry recitation?
When Sun Yushi lay on the ground and saw a stunningly beautiful woman, graceful and alluring, wearing a long, transparent black silk robe that revealed her underwear, with bare, jade-like feet, smiling and holding a leather whip as she walked towards him, he completely broke down.
Snap!
The woman lashed a black leather whip across Sun Yushi's face. Sun Yushi stared blankly at Yang Zhen, then cried out in exasperation, "You... you bastard, are you a devil?"
Yang Zhen was also dumbfounded. He didn't expect that just thinking about it for a moment would actually bring a person to life. His mind suddenly felt empty, and he swayed and stopped pouring the Literary Talent Qi Inscriptions into his head.
"I'm so sorry, it was an accident. I swear on my integrity, it was absolutely an accident!"
With half his face swollen, Sun Yushi had no chance to resist. He had been ravaged beyond recognition, barely breathing, staring intently at Yang Zhen, spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
"You're not at the Golden Core Realm, you're definitely not at the Golden Core Realm..."
Sun Yushi muttered to himself, watching the woman with the whip slowly disappear from sight, his eyes growing heavier and heavier.
Yang Zhen hurriedly knelt down in front of Sun Yushi, saying with a regretful expression, "Brother, don't die! I told you I did it on purpose, no, I definitely didn't mean to! Ouch, don't be angry, this injury is a bit serious."
Sun Yushi turned his head away with difficulty, refusing to look at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment, then said somewhat tentatively, "Brother Sun, you see, since you're going to die anyway, could you teach me that martial art you just used... that ' Heavenly River Hangs for Ten Thousand Miles' thing? It's so cool and impressive, I really want to learn it."
"Devil... devil, you are... devil..." Sun Yushi's head lolled to the side, he kicked his legs, and died.
Yang Zhen stood up and said irritably, "Pah, you stingy bastard! Not even a single martial arts technique, not even a hundred yuan!"
After collecting all of Sun Yushi's belongings, Yang Zhen stared at Sun Yushi for a long time, then sighed and said, "When a person dies, the birds fly away... well, death is the greatest event, and burial is for peace. Oh well, since I'm kind-hearted, you can rest here forever!"
After burying Sun Yushi, Yang Zhen happily examined the Golden Core, only to find that the fat man had stopped moving again.
Yang Zhen glanced back at the grave mound, which was still bare of grass, and shook his head, saying, "Actually, I really don't like fighting!"
The next moment, Yang Zhen's eyes lit up, and he dashed off in a certain direction. "This fluctuation... definitely Nascent Soul Realm cultivator!"