Lord of Bones

Chapter 757 How many games do we need to win?
Wei Moer pondered for a moment and said calmly: "The difficulty lies not in the refining method itself, but in finding the materials.

“Although I have made some achievements in the art of refining Chi, I have been able to forge three twelfth-grade high-level Di Chi.

“But without the help of Master, collecting those rare materials would be a pipe dream.

"Even so, the strongest one I have retained, at full power, can only compete with the Grand Elder Shui Qing of Shuiyun Peak of Tianyun Sect."

She paused and continued, "Twelve-grade high-level earth demons, generally speaking, can only reach the combat power of the peak of half-step transformation.

“And the moment it is activated, it will consume at least five thousand Xuan Yuan stones, which is already a considerable expense.

“Through our Qianchi Palace’s unique secret method, we can reduce consumption to only one thousand Xuanyuan stones, but if we continue to fight, it will devour the Yuanshi like a bottomless pit.

"Just imagine, if there is a Di Chi with the same strength as you, after a fierce battle, the consumption will be huge, and a million Xuan Yuan stones is just a conservative estimate."

Hearing this, Li Yuan gently stroked his chin and said with a smile: "One million Xuanyuan stones are not a lot."

Wei Moer glanced at him and said unhappily, "Li Yuan, do you know how many Yuan masters in this world are as wealthy as you?

“A mid-grade earth treasure is worth millions of Xuan Yuan stones, enough to drive countless powerful people crazy.

“Among the seven sects of Wenhe, even those who are at the peak of the Half-Step Transformation Realm are very rare to possess such a treasure.

“I have heard about your deeds, and you have faced top masters.

"Like Zhu Xianyi whom you faced before, the Green Snake Thunder Sword in his hand is a top-grade earth treasure, and is considered one of the most precious treasures of the Zhu family in Zheju.

“Those who are not the core of the family cannot be used lightly, nor can they be used by a single member alone.

"When using it, you need to borrow it from the family, and after use, you have to return it."

At this point, Wei Moer changed the subject, with a bit of self-mockery in his tone: "If it weren't for the support of my master, I wouldn't even dare to think about competing for the unformed Hunyuan Spirit Essence.

"But all of this is based on the premise that I must bring back the Heavenly Bone from Shuiyun Peak."

Li Yuan looked at her with a half-smile and said, "You are so bold that even Master dares to act in the name of Heavenly Bone."

Wei Moer was stunned for a moment after hearing this and asked, "What do you mean?"

"The Heavenly Bone is still in my hands." Li Yuan smiled.

Upon seeing this, Wei Moer rolled his eyes at him but said nothing more and turned his attention back to the center of the Qianchi Altar.

"Whoosh whoosh—"

The sound of breaking wind suddenly arose, like a sharp arrow cutting through the sky. Two figures clashed fiercely in the center of Qianchi Altar, leaving behind a trail of afterimages.

There was a barely perceptible trace of blood at the corner of Bian Junxing's mouth, the price of having just withstood a fierce attack from his opponent.

Tang Shuliang's aura became more and more powerful, like an awakened beast. His wild laughter echoed in the sky, shaking the surrounding air.

"Haha, Bian Junxing, I already knew your secret.

“The injury to your Yuan bone is an unspeakable pain for you, and it is also the omen of your defeat today.

"You are eager to take this opportunity to obtain materials to nourish the Yuan bones, but I also need materials to improve the Yuan bones to break through the limits of my own Yuan bones!"

After saying that, Tang Shuliang suddenly jumped up, and the long sword in his hand was like a dragon emerging from the sea, flashing with cold light, containing the power to destroy the world.

What is even more surprising is that at this moment he actually activated the "original bone fighting spirit" hidden in his body.

An invisible force emanated from his body, which was the ultimate understanding and application of the power of Yuan Gu.

"The original bone fighting spirit appears!"

Following his low shout, the entire Qianchi Altar seemed to change color.

Yuan Gu's fighting spirit, a rare innate ability, was stimulated to the extreme, instantly doubling his strength.

At this moment, Tang Shuliang's attack was synchronized like twins. Every strike and every move was precise and deadly, as if two of him were fighting at the same time.

In the stands, the audience's exclamations and admiration mixed together.

They witnessed with their own eyes the terrifying power of the Yuan Bone Fighting Will, which was a whole new realm of the use of Yuan Power.

The Yuangu fighting spirit not only enhances Tang Shuliang's attack power, but also gives him an indescribable fighting will, making him seem invulnerable on the battlefield.

Faced with the sudden change, a hint of determination flashed in Bian Junxing's eyes.

He knew that today's battle was not only about his personal honor, but also about his chance to obtain key materials to save his Yuan bones.

"You are seeking your own death." Bian Junxing's voice was low. He suddenly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

Then, he raised his hand and waved it. A black light as deep as the night cut through the void and instantly expanded, transforming into a towering giant shadow, standing in the center of the Qianchi Altar.

This giant shadow is twelve or thirteen feet tall, and it exudes a terrifying aura, as if it were an ancient ferocious beast that had traveled through time and space. Its pressure is so strong that the surrounding space is distorted.

Every hair and every muscle of it contains the power to destroy the world, which makes people feel awe involuntarily.

"Twelfth-grade high-level Earth Demon!"

"Its combat power actually exceeds the peak of the ordinary Half-Step Transformation Realm!"

"How many Yuanshi are needed to activate a 12th-grade Earth Demon of this quality?"

In the stands, the audience couldn't help but exclaim.

Wei Moer stared at the Earth Demon. Apparently, she had not expected that Bian Junxing possessed a 12th-grade Earth Demon of this quality. She snorted coldly, "Bian Junxing is really a hidden talent.

"It seems that I must speed up the progress and refine a Tianchi!"

The battle continued, and the huge fist of the Earth Demon swung out with destructive power, tearing the void and making a deafening roar.

Tang Shuliang, who used his Yuangu fighting spirit, was originally quite powerful, but he seemed insignificant in front of this ruthless killing machine.

"Bam—"

He fought back with all his might, but in the end he was no match for the blow and was knocked flying backwards by a punch.

His figure drew a sad arc in the air, accompanied by a tragic scream, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

At this moment, the entire Qianchi Altar seemed to be still, and all the Yuanists were deeply shocked by this scene.

“In the duel between Bian Junxing and Tang Shuliang, Bian Junxing won.

"Anyone who wants to challenge Bian Junxing now must win a duel before they can challenge him."

A majestic voice sounded above the sky.

The competition between the ancestors' disciples has always been a test of strength and wisdom, with simple and cruel rules.

You can challenge each other at will.

If you win three games in a row, you will receive some rewards set by the ancestors.

The more games you win, the better the rewards you get.

If you are not the ancestor's direct disciple, then you will have the opportunity to obtain the ancestor's registered disciple status if you win three games.

Each of the next few duels was like a violent storm, and the winners all fought with a force as powerful as thunder and lightning, with the outcome decided in a matter of seconds.

Their attacks were both precise and ruthless, with each strike going straight to the opponent's vital points, leaving no room for maneuver.

This efficient and deadly fighting style made every Yuan-Zei present hold their breath and stare, feeling the cruelty and intensity hidden behind the competition.

The tempting rewards given by the ancestor are like pearls hanging high in the sky, attracting every heart that desires to become stronger.

A young man rushed out from the stands, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle, his nose was straight, and he exuded an air of dominance and control over the situation. He stood in the middle of the platform and pointed directly at Wei Moer who was beside Li Yuan: "I want to challenge you, Wei Moer!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it was like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The eyes of hundreds of thousands of Qianchi Sect disciples were instantly focused, and discussions surged like a tide.

"Wei Moer? This name seems a little unfamiliar."

"Could it be that he is the new disciple of the ancestor?"

"No, I remember her! Twenty years ago, when the master was teaching his disciples, I caught a glimpse of her, but she later disappeared due to her injury."

"I heard she died later. I didn't expect that she would show up today."

"Her name has only been known in Qianchi Palace for a few months, so many of the ancestors' direct disciples don't even know about her."

Faced with the constant discussions, Wei Moer remained unmoved and continued to sit firmly.

The corner of her mouth curled up into a faint smile, she turned her head to look at Li Yuan, and said calmly: "It's your turn, Li Yuan."

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Li Yuan frowned slightly, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "I suspect you did it on purpose to push me to the forefront."

Wei Moer shook her head lightly and said calmly: "We will have to face this step sooner or later.

“If you want to enter the secret realm of Tianchi refining, you must prove your strength.

"If you don't want to, I can refuse."

"Can you still refuse?" Li Yuan's eyes showed a hint of surprise when he heard this.

Wei Moer said casually: "At the moment, the only thing on my mind is to refine the Tianchi. These rewards are nothing but passing clouds to me."

Li Yuan asked: "Why don't you just ask your master to give you the Heavenly Bone and Primordial Spirit?"

"What are you thinking about?" Wei Moer said hurriedly, "Heavenly Bone is extremely precious, there is only one piece in Shuiyun Peak, and it is regarded as a treasure.

“As for the Primordial Spirit Essence, although it is not as good as the Heavenly Bone, it is also rare.

“If the evolution of Heavenly Bone is as simple as you think, how could it be difficult for the Life Spirit Realm experts in the River Pattern Land to even hear about it?

"The strong ones in the Life Spirit Realm have a long lifespan of 18,000 years. What they possess cannot be compared with ordinary things."

Hearing this, Li Yuan sighed and stopped struggling. He then asked, "How many games do I need to win?"

"At least three games." Wei Moer answered straightforwardly, "But if you want to have less trouble in the future, the more you win, the better."

While the two were talking, the young man in the middle of the platform became impatient and said in a cold and provocative voice: "Wei Moer, don't you dare to fight me?

"Are you afraid?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Moer's eyes shot straight at the young man and he asked loudly, "You should be Yu Ganren.

"You and I don't seem to know each other. How did you know I was back and recognize me?"

Yu Ganren sneered and replied, "A month ago, you went to Guxiao City. Although your identity was secret, you could not escape my eyes and ears.

"At that time, I knew that you were not truly dead."

Hearing this, Li Yuan raised a playful smile and said jokingly, "It seems that Xue Yinchen of the Blood Evil Sect is no ordinary person.

“He guessed that it was you who took away the unformed Primordial Spirit.

"Could it be that this Yu Ganren entered the Tianyun Sect just like you?
"He actually comes from the Blood Demon Sect. What is his purpose in joining the Qian Chi Sect?"

Wei Moer shook his head and said, "If he is really from Blood Evil Lake, he will never easily reveal the affairs of Lonely Sky City.

“He should have made a deal with Xue Yinchen.

“This kind of thing is normal among the disciples of the ancestors of the major sects.

"As long as it doesn't go against the greater interests of the sect."

Li Yuan suddenly realized and asked, "Can you kill people?"

Wei Moer's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and said in a low voice:
“This is Qianchi Altar, which is different from Shuiyun Peak of Tianyun Sect. Shuiyun Peak is far away from Tianyun Peak where the ancestor of Tianyun Sect is.

“And here, maybe the ancestors are observing right now.

“You proceed with caution and stop at the right time.

"Show your strength while maintaining your sense of propriety, and save face for our Qianchi Palace.

"Otherwise, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to persuade the ancestor to let you enter the secret realm of Tianchi refining."

Wei Moer turned his gaze to Yu Ganren, and said in a clear and firm voice: "I have no intention of joining the battle today.

“But my friend is quite interested in the strength of the disciple taught directly by the ancestor of Qianchi Palace, and he is willing to fight on my behalf.

"If you are afraid, you can refuse.

"At the same time, we also welcome other disciples of the ancestors to challenge him and compare their strengths."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ganren sneered and said contemptuously: "Would I be afraid?
"Since you want to find such a pretty boy to die, I will help you and let him know the real difference in strength."

Hearing Yu Ganren's words, Li Yuan stretched out his body and instantly leapt to the center of the Qianchi Altar, facing Yu Ganren from a distance.

The eyes of the surrounding audience were focused, the discussions stopped abruptly, and were replaced by a tense silence.

The air was filled with a thick smell of gunpowder, as if even the wind was holding its breath.

Yu Ganren stared at Li Yuan, his eyes full of disdain and contempt: "Boy, you are not a disciple of my Qianchi Palace. Even if you die here today, no one will speak up for you.

"Now, if you are willing to kneel down and kowtow and admit defeat, I can still give you a chance to live."

Li Yuan smiled and said, "Just you?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Ganren's face suddenly changed, and anger surged in his heart: "What an arrogant guy!
"Since you are seeking your own death, I will grant your wish.

"Those who do not know the current situation will eventually suffer the consequences."

Suddenly, discussions broke out in the audience seats all around.

"This kid really has some backbone." There was also a Yuanzhe who commented in a low voice, with a mixture of admiration and worry in his tone.

"Hmph, backbone? In the face of absolute strength, it's nothing but a futile struggle." Another Yuan said disdainfully, obviously not optimistic about Li Yuan.

Some Yuanists also felt sorry for Li Yuan, thinking that he was too impulsive.

There are also Yuanzhe who are well aware of Yu Ganren's strength and are full of expectations for his domineering swordsmanship.

There were also some disciples directly taught by the ancestors, their eyes flickering, secretly calculating how to deal with the powerful enemy Yu Ganren in the subsequent contest.

"If you want to fight, just fight. Why say so much?" Although Li Yuan's voice was soft, it was clearly heard by every Yuanzhe.

Upon hearing this, Yu Ganren was furious. He shouted loudly and shot out like lightning, heading straight for Li Yuan.

"I don't even need a knife to hit you, one punch is enough!"

Yu Ganren's voice echoed in the air, with strong confidence and dominance.

He clenched his fists tightly, and the energy on his fists condensed into a faint black light.

(End of this chapter)