Mortal Alchemy

“Next battle.”

The battles progressed rapidly.

Almost everyone finished their fight within the time it takes to brew a cup of tea.

Bai Jianjia had told Chen Ping to pay attention to Lu Shuiyi, Lu Jianyi, Tie Xinyuan, and others, and they all easily defeated their opponents.

If they encountered fellow disciples from their own sect, they didn't even need to fight; the other party would simply concede, saving time.

Chen Ping didn't enjoy such treatment; he was the only Dongxuan Sect disciple to enter the third round.

Shi Feilan and Luo Daoliu also advanced to the next round.

By late morning, it was the twenty-seventh battle, and Chen Ping was up against Hua Miaoli.

Inside the floating pavilion.

Bai Jianjia gently picked up a cup of tea: “Finally, it's Junior Brother's turn. Hua Miaoli isn't someone to be trifled with.”

This woman had been thoroughly fooled by Chen Ping's spirit pet, the Heavenly Fox King, in the Changtian Secret Realm.

Winning this round would mean entering the top fifty of the Golden Core seed competition, with the opportunity to choose a third-tier treasure as a reward.

On the deck of a white jade flying boat.

Mu Lu妃, Meng Huang'er, Zhou Ying, Wang Funi, and Madam Guo sat together, watching the battle in the sky.

“It's Junior Brother's turn.”

“Begin.”

Chen Ping, holding the Aurora Sword, activated Sword Qi Embodiment before stepping onto the stage, his body surrounded by purple, black, white, and azure sword qi armor.

At the same time, the Sword Aspect of his Dharma Body flew out above his head.

“Chi—”

Chen Ping planted his sword, the blade piercing into the ground, and looked at Hua Miaoli opposite him: “Senior Sister Hua, we meet again.”

“After not seeing each other for several years, Senior Sister's grace is even more captivating than before.”

Hua Miaoli smiled charmingly: “Junior Brother Chen, your sweet talk won't make me go easy on you.”

As she spoke, Hua Miaoli raised her arms, and pink mist flew from her sleeves, rushing towards Chen Ping.

This was a common move of the Myriad Desire Pavilion; the pink mist was an enchanting aura that could bewilder the mind, trapping people in illusions from which they couldn't escape.

“Zzzzz—”

The pink mist rushed towards Chen Ping, but was blocked by the airtight sword qi armor; the sword qi tore and annihilated the pink mist.

Chen Ping stood still, showing no sign of retaliating.

This made those familiar with Chen Ping frown, puzzled by his intentions.

“Not retaliating? Junior Brother Chen is really underestimating me.” A hint of anger flashed in Hua Miaoli's beautiful eyes. She made hand seals, and a plum blossom mark on her brow began to release a pink妖light, connecting with her eyes.

Her eyes turned pink, like the illusionary sounds of a celestial demon: “Junior Brother Chen, come and be merry with me~”

Hua Miaoli's voice echoed throughout the arena, containing a trace of divine soul attack power.

This was clearly a divine soul secret technique.

“Clang clang clang!”

Chen Ping still stood motionless, only the Sword Aspect of his Dharma Body above his head emitted a crisp sword chime to resist the bewitching sound.

This move was still useless against Chen Ping.

Bai Jianjia frowned slightly, her eyes puzzled:

“Why isn't Junior Brother retaliating? With his strength, he should be able to instantly kill Hua Miaoli.”

“Is he teasing and humiliating her?”

“Or does he have other intentions?”

On the dueling stage.

Hua Miaoli's eyes darkened: “Junior Brother Chen, I'm begging for pleasure like this, and you still don't react, it's really heartbreaking.”

“If that's the case, then please have a drink as punishment, Junior Brother Chen.”

Hua Miaoli's brow mark bloomed, and a pink skull illusory image emerged behind her, rushing towards Chen Ping.

“铮!!!”

The sword roared.

At the same time, a green lotus mark also appeared on Chen Ping's brow, and a green lotus blossomed, emitting green light, enveloping Chen Ping within.

“Green Lotus Sword Mark…” Some cultivators from other sects looked strange:

“Isn't this the Heavenly Born Sect's true disciple's technique? Why does Dongxuan Sect's Chen Ping know it?”

The pink skull missed its target.

Chen Ping still stood there without any reaction.

This time, Hua Miaoli also felt the gap in strength between herself and Chen Ping, her eyes a little aggrieved, feeling the pressure, and she bit her pink lips:

“Junior Brother Chen, are you humiliating me?”

Chen Ping's eyes were calm, without any reaction.

Hua Miaoli's entire body surged with magic power, using other moves to rush towards Chen Ping.

A cup of tea's time passed.

An hour...

Four hours...

Hua Miaoli was already panting non-stop, sweating profusely, and biting her pink lips tightly.

Chen Ping still maintained the same posture, motionless.

Seeing that the time was right, Chen Ping said, “Senior Sister Hua, within ten days, you can use any means to attack me.”

“If you break through my defense and hurt me, then I'll concede, how about it?”

“If it's still like this after ten days, then Senior Sister Hua will concede, how about it?”

As soon as the voice came out, everyone was in an uproar.

This Chen Ping was really arrogant and conceited, actually humiliating the Myriad Desire Pavilion's pride in such a way.

What was he trying to do?

If Hua Miaoli couldn't break through Chen Ping's defense within ten days, her Dao heart would probably be shattered, and she would have no hope of Golden Core in this life.

Did these two have some deep hatred?

A flicker of emotion flashed in Shi Feilan's cold, beautiful eyes: “What is he trying to do by delaying time like this?”

“Good!” Hua Miaoli gritted her teeth and said, “I don't believe I can't break through your sword qi armor in ten days!”

She also didn't believe that Chen Ping's sword qi armor with such high defensive power could last for ten days.

The spiritual power would be exhausted sooner or later!

Hua Miaoli began to take out pills to restore her state. She had attacked for four hours in one breath, and the spiritual power in her body was almost exhausted.

While she was recovering, she observed Chen Ping's flaws and loopholes in order to formulate an attack plan.

Half a day later.

Hua Miaoli rushed to Chen Ping with her real body and began to attack.

“Clang clang clang!!!”

The sound of hard sword qi echoed in the arena.

After a day.

Hua Miaoli gasped non-stop, gritted her teeth, and her eyes were unwilling:

“What kind of sword cultivator is your defense, you might as well be called a turtle cultivator!”

Chen Ping's face remained unchanged: “Senior Sister Hua, there are still eight days.”

“Hmph!” Hua Miaoli snorted coldly, took out the pills and seized the time to restore her state.

This Chen Ping did what he said, without any retaliation.

No one regarded Hua Miaoli as a clown in this competition, and more people could empathize with her.

Faced with the strong, should we step back, or should we fight tenaciously, just to win that ethereal immortal path in front of us?

Chen Ping stood there, like a towering mountain, like a great demon king.

This also allowed many small cultivators and casual cultivators to see the means and foundation gap of top foundation building cultivators.

Top foundation building cultivators, just stand here and let you hit, and you can't break through the defense.

“Come on!!!”

“Hua Miaoli! Come on!!!”

Outside the arena, some casual cultivators actually began to cheer for Hua Miaoli.

It was as if Chen Ping was really like a demon king.

This made the corners of Chen Ping's mouth twitch slightly: “…Senior Sister Hua, thank you for your hard work, for delaying time for me.”

Although his behavior was not good, it was humiliating to the other party, but for the sake of his own path, what did this count for?

Three days… five days… eight days…

In a flash, the two people's competition had passed eight days.

This made people even more suspicious of what Chen Ping wanted to do.

Only a Golden Core master of the Heavenly Born Sect stroked his beard and smiled, nodding slightly:

“This child is so caring and cherishing, he has the style of my sect's patriarch…”

Although the Heavenly Born Sect liked beauty, they were also really good to women.