Mortal Alchemy

As the results were announced, a chorus of exclamations erupted from the spectators.

"To think that Shi Feilan of the Myriad Desire Pavilion would be so lucky! She can directly and effortlessly enter the finals and claim a bottle of Celestial Maiden Tears!"

"If I had known, I would have participated in the Core Formation Seed Battle too!"

Many Foundation Establishment cultivators were green with envy.

"Does this mean the final spot will be decided between the two top sword cultivators in the Foundation Establishment stage?"

One is the current senior disciple of the Devil Subduing Sect.

The other is a direct disciple of the Eastern Profound Sect.

Their strength has already been witnessed by tens of thousands, needing no further explanation.

"The Core Formation Seed Battle is almost over, why hasn't Master arrived yet!" Bai Jianjia thought anxiously, a hint of anticipation flickering in her eyes:

"Junior Brother, only one step away from obtaining the Celestial Maiden Tears!"

"If Junior Brother defeats Lu Jianyi and wins a bottle of Celestial Maiden Tears, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse…"

Needless to say, there will surely be people coveting the Celestial Maiden Tears.

Wealth stirs men's hearts.

Bai Jianjia suppressed the complex thoughts in her mind and focused her gaze on the dueling stage.

This grand Core Formation Seed Battle is about to come to an end.

Regardless of what happens next, the outcome of this duel must be observed first.

Like Bai Jianjia, many people turned their attention to the dueling stage.

Perhaps if Chen Ping defeats Lu Jianyi, the people of the Eastern Profound Sect might let Chen Ping off the hook for the sake of the Celestial Maiden Tears.

Chen Ping ascended the stage, and Lu Jianyi also appeared on the other side.

Their demeanors were quite similar, both like unsheathed swords, incomparably sharp.

"Begin," the charming and indifferent voice of the Core Formation cultivator echoed.

However, Chen Ping and Lu Jianyi did not immediately attack, not even a hint of sword intent arose.

Lu Jianyi could likely realize the same problem that Chen Ping did.

Lu Jianyi stood with his hands behind his back, glanced at the sky, and said calmly:

"Junior Brother Chen, they are determined to watch us fight."

Only one step away from obtaining the Celestial Maiden Tears, yet they deliberately made the two sword cultivators fight, clearly intentional.

They wanted to see them fight and compete for the Celestial Maiden Tears, battling to the death.

Chen Ping said indifferently: "We have no choice."

"Indeed, a small boat adrift on a vast sea, we have no choice." Only then did Lu Jianyi look at Chen Ping:

"Junior Brother Chen, what do you think of this battle? A battle of words, or a battle of force?"

Both were sword cultivators, a battle of words meant determining the victor in three moves, avoiding a life-and-death struggle, and preventing the powerful figures watching from getting their wish.

A battle of force meant a fight to the death.

As a top sword cultivator, Lu Jianyi was proud and unwilling to become a plaything in the eyes of powerful figures, fighting to the death for their amusement.

Chen Ping raised an eyebrow and smiled: "Since Senior Brother Lu has such intentions, then we sword cultivators should discuss friendship through a battle of words."

Lu Jianyi didn't want to fight to the death and took the initiative to suggest a battle of words, limited to three moves.

In this way, Chen Ping could preserve his condition and trigger the Heavenly Tribulation in good shape after the Core Formation Seed Battle.

This coincided with Chen Ping's thoughts, so Chen Ping agreed.

"Junior Brother Chen speaks well." Lu Jianyi raised his sword and laughed loudly:

"Celestial Maiden Tears are indeed precious, but for us cultivators seeking immortality, the most precious thing is our original heart!"

"If we disregard everything for resources, how can we seek freedom and ease?"

He was right about Chen Ping, a genius who could comprehend Sword Steel Condensing Shā in the Foundation Establishment stage must have a clean and proud spirit, just like him!

Chen Ping was a third-order body cultivator, and if they fought to the death, Lu Jianyi might not be able to defeat him, and Chen Ping would exhaust him.

His suggestion of a battle of words implicitly had the suspicion of taking advantage of Chen Ping!

"For the first move, please, Junior Brother Chen." Lu Jianyi's eyes ignited with fighting spirit, and a fiery red sword shā intent surged from his body.

In a battle between experts, even the slightest difference could be fatal.

By letting Chen Ping attack first, he cleared away the suspicion of taking advantage.

"Good!" Chen Ping couldn't help but admire that the Devil Subduing Sect cultivators were truly pure and simple.

Chen Ping's own black sword shā sword intent also overflowed:

"Myriad Form Instant Kill!"

Facing a formidable opponent, and Lu Jianyi was also a genius who had comprehended Sword Steel Condensing Shā, how could he be careless?

Chen Ping started with his strongest move!

"Buzz—"

A mark bloomed on Chen Ping's brow, and then a black sword qi, at extreme speed, pounced towards Lu Jianyi.

"Well done!" Lu Jianyi's eyes lit up.

The fiery red sword shā also instantly soared into the sky.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

The two sword shā forces collided, and Chen Ping's point of sword qi was suddenly forced into a crescent shape!

Lu Jianyi's fiery red sword shā, on the other hand, was in a concave shape, the two sword shā constantly colliding and tearing, Chen Ping's sword qi in an attacking posture.

Only the ear-piercing sound of sword cries and collisions resounded loudly in the arena, and the dueling stage completely collapsed again under this move.

Chen Ping took the initiative, and Lu Jianyi defended, and so, a full ten breaths passed!

The black crescent sword qi finally broke through the fiery red sword qi.

"Swoosh—"

It cut off a strand of Lu Jianyi's hair.

First move, Chen Ping wins.

"Good swordsmanship, Junior Brother Chen, now taste my move!" Lu Jianyi's unrestrained voice rang out:

"Universe Devil Subduing!"

A sword qi like a heavenly sword, descended from the sky, pouncing towards Chen Ping.

Chen Ping's expression changed slightly: "This kind of power has completely touched upon the scope of the third order!"

Under this sword, Chen Ping felt as if he was standing in front of a Core Formation cultivator.

"With this kind of power, no wonder Lu Jianyi can exchange blows with a Core Formation cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage."

The fiery red sword shā sword qi, slashed down from the sky, like divine punishment!

Chen Ping's mind raced, thinking about how to deal with this sword, and he immediately roared:

"Drifting with Heaven and Earth!"

Black sword shā shot into the sky from the ground, and the world was once again reduced to a collision of fiery red and black sword qi.

From afar, the fiery red sword shā heavenly sword stood against the black sword shā.

Spiritual energy went berserk, evaporating into white mist.

On the floating island, many Core Formation cultivators couldn't help but sigh when they saw this scene:

"To be able to display such combat power in the Foundation Establishment stage, the younger generation is truly formidable."

To surpass the combat power of the Foundation Establishment stage, you still have to look at sword cultivators!

On the dueling stage, the sound of sword qi explosions and roars continued, Chen Ping's sword qi was constantly being crushed, but with the help of the special characteristics of the Myriad Form Drifting Stream Sword Technique, the sword qi was constantly being reborn.

Lu Jianyi, who was far away, saw this scene, and seeing that his sword qi could no longer advance an inch to hurt Chen Ping, he decisively stopped:

"This second move, a tie."

The situation was unfavorable to him, and the pressure was heavy.

"Junior Brother Chen's foundation is even deeper and more powerful than I imagined."

Previously, the scene of Chen Ping's thousands of sword shā instantly appearing had already let him know that Chen Ping's foundation was not weak.

Now that Chen Ping had withstood his Universe Devil Subduing, Heavenly Will as a Sword, he had completely figured out Chen Ping's foundation.

With this thought, he laughed heartily: "Junior Brother Chen, see how this move of mine is!"

"Clang!"

The sword shā sword intent erupted from his body, and a sword dao dharma image, tens of feet tall, condensed behind him!