Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

The Fire-Eyed Golden Pig is a very peculiar type of demon beast, possessing both metal and fire attributes. Its fiery eyes not only have extremely sharp vision but can also emit fire, catching opponents off guard. The "metal" aspect refers to its exceptionally tough hide and flesh, akin to gold and iron, making it difficult to injure with ordinary spiritual weapons.

Furthermore, its speed and strength are both formidable. In battles against opponents of the same rank, cultivators generally aren't a match without special means.

The three agreed that Zhang Yuanjing and Du Jinhui would directly engage the golden pig, forcing it away from the three spiritual herbs, while Du Botao would seize the opportunity to pluck the herbs. Once they had the herbs, the three would fly away on their swords.

The three spiritual herbs grew beside a massive rock. Around the rock, an area of about an acre was barren black soil, devoid of any grass or trees. The setting sun pierced through a gap in the dense forest, illuminating the rock and the three Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Herbs.

The Fire-Eyed Golden Pig had dug a hole under the rock, near the Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Herbs, and was hiding inside to keep cool. Judging from the size of the cave, the demon appeared to be about ten feet in length.

Zhang Yuanjing, lying prone in the deep grass twenty-five feet away from the rock, stared at the three spiritual herbs, a hint of doubt arising in his heart: 'This place is unremarkable, so why can three Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Herbs grow here, and only these three? That's a bit strange.'

As he pondered, Du Jinhui beside him had already charged out, summoning a shimmering cyan flying sword, slashing towards the golden pig that had suddenly startled awake.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanjing didn't have time to think and followed suit, throwing out his Xuanjing Great Axe and launching an attack.

"Awoo--" The Fire-Eyed Golden Pig screeched, its muscles bulging, and with a push of its hind legs, it burst out of the cave under the rock, charging straight at Du Jinhui.

Du Jinhui manipulated his flying sword like a cyan dragon, twisting and turning to strike at the golden pig's two fiery red eyes.

Zhang Yuanjing's Xuanjing Great Axe directly used the move "Mountain Split," cleaving towards the golden pig's neck.

The golden pig closed its eyes, lowered its head, and charged forward without regard.

With a "smack," Du Jinhui's flying sword struck the golden pig's head, having no effect whatsoever.

The Xuanjing Great Axe struck the golden pig's neck, carrying immense force, and knocked it to the ground.

The pig demon grunted twice, scrambled to its feet, and pounced on Du Jinhui again.

Du Jinhui took the opportunity to retreat, intending to lure the pig demon away.

Zhang Yuanjing continued to control the Xuanjing Great Axe, cleaving at the golden pig. The golden pig suddenly lunged forward, dodging the axe, and opened its mouth to bite Du Jinhui, its two sharp fangs gleaming with a chilling white light.

Du Jinhui was prepared, leaping lightly and jumping back thirty feet, while simultaneously commanding his cyan flying sword to attack the golden pig's eyes again.

The golden pig suddenly turned around and pounced on Zhang Yuanjing, who was controlling the Xuanjing Axe's attack.

Zhang Yuanjing quickly retreated a few steps, changing his hand seals, and switched "Mountain Split" to "Hammer Block," smashing the pig demon from the side, sending it tumbling.

At this moment, Du Jinhui's flying sword descended, bringing a rush of water sounds, and slashed at the golden pig's left foreleg, followed by a faint blue energy, like thin silk, wrapping around the pig's leg.

As the golden pig rolled and scrambled to its feet, its left foreleg became sluggish, like a rusty machine.

The golden pig was enraged and roared, "Awoo--," its body suddenly growing larger, reaching over fifteen feet in length and nearly eight feet in height.

It pushed off with force, its four legs leaving the ground, and charged straight at Zhang Yuanjing like a wooden stake.

Zhang Yuanjing didn't dare to block head-on and quickly dodged aside.

The golden pig landed on the ground, creating a pit several feet deep in the black soil.

It rolled over, stood up again, and the faint blue energy wrapped around its left foreleg had disappeared.

"Roar!" The golden pig let out a terrifying roar, then charged at Zhang Yuanjing again, its hooves flying, stirring up a whirlwind, and scattering grass and leaves.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but feel fear. This Fire-Eyed Golden Pig was clearly extraordinary. Its aura seemed to be at the mid-stage of Spiritual Awakening, but its strength far exceeded that.

He leaped up, landing on a large tree behind him. This place was already twenty feet away from the giant rock.

The golden pig charged a few feet, then suddenly stopped, turned its body, stared with its fiery eyes, and went towards Du Jinhui not far away.

The Du clan was known for its water-based techniques, adept at entangling and hindering enemies. Just now, while the Fire-Eyed Golden Pig was attacking Zhang Yuanjing, Du Jinhui had laid down water-based sword intent on the path the golden pig would take back to the three spiritual herbs.

He had also discovered how difficult this golden pig was to deal with and didn't want to fight it head-on, instead focusing on preventing it from protecting the herbs.

Zhang Yuanjing saw his intention and felt it was inappropriate. Just as he was about to remind him, Du Botao, who had been hiding aside, had already rushed out, holding a medicinal hoe, and dug towards the Yellow Dawn Herb with nine leaves.

The Fire-Eyed Golden Pig let out a sharp roar, ignoring the attacks of Du Jinhui and Zhang Yuanjing, and ran back towards the spiritual herbs.

"Bang, bang, bang," several muffled sounds in succession, the water-based sword intent lurking on the ground was easily broken through by the golden pig for the most part.

However, at a place seven feet away from the spiritual herbs, it was still entangled by the remaining water-based sword intent, and its pace slowed down.

Du Botao had been nervously watching the golden pig. Seeing it hindered, he couldn't help but feel relieved. He dug down with his hoe, and with a "clang," it seemed to break something.

He was in a state of excitement and fear, and didn't pay attention to it. He used force in his hand and pulled out the spiritual herb, which was over three feet tall.

"Quick, dodge!" Du Jinhui's urgent shout came.

Du Botao subconsciously wanted to ascend into the air. But, at this moment, a red light flashed, passing through his chest and abdomen. He lowered his head in disbelief, only to see a blood hole the size of a dragon's eye appearing three inches below his heart.

"Ah--" He let out a terrified scream. Immediately afterward, there was an intense burning sensation, his eyes went black, and he lost all consciousness. A flame emerged from the blood hole and quickly burst into flames.

"Botao!" Du Jinhui cried out in grief, waving his right hand, and the cyan flying sword, carrying a mass of black water, slashed rapidly towards the golden pig, still entangled by the water-based sword intent.

The golden pig felt the threat, twisted its thick short neck, tilted its head and glared at the flying sword, its eyes gathering red light, and before the flying sword fell, it shot out a beam of red light, hitting the sword directly.

The flying sword rolled a few times in the air, the black water attached to it scattered around, most of it falling into the black soil, making sizzling sounds, and etching dozens of shallow holes of varying sizes into the ground.

A few small clumps splashed onto the golden pig's back, dyeing several patches of its tough, red-glowing fur black.

The golden pig screamed miserably, jumping up and down violently, breaking free from the entanglement of sword intent, and turned back to charge towards Du Jinhui.

At this moment, Zhang Yuanjing's Xuanjing Great Axe came slashing down, hitting the golden pig on the top of its head and knocking it to the ground.

The golden pig shook its head, rolled over, grunted twice, and continued to charge towards Du Jinhui as if nothing had happened. Obviously, in the demon's mind, although Zhang Yuanjing's axe was powerful, it couldn't hurt it, while Du Jinhui's sword intent and black water were more threatening to it.

Having seen Du Botao's fate, Du Jinhui didn't dare let the demon get close and quickly retreated. However, as long as he was more than fifteen feet away from the giant rock, the golden pig wouldn't chase him and would instead seek out Zhang Yuanjing to attack.

Zhang Yuanjing simply retreated fifteen feet as well, standing with Du Jinhui. He had the intention of retreating. Continuing to fight would not help with this Fire-Eyed Golden Pig, and if he responded incorrectly, he might lose his life here.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, this demon injured my nephew and also ruined the hope of my Du family continuing to be an affiliated force of the Upper Sect! I have another ultimate move that will surely kill it, but I need Fellow Daoist to entangle it for a few breaths of time so that it has no time to worry about other things. I don't know if Fellow Daoist can do it?"

Du Jinhui looked grief-stricken, with a hint of ruthlessness in his tone.

Zhang Yuanjing sighed softly and said somewhat helplessly, "I can try, whether it will succeed depends on how this golden pig chooses. If it swallows the three spiritual plants and turns around and leaves, it will definitely not be able to stay. If it still wants to protect the remaining two spiritual plants and let them continue to grow, there is a chance."

Du Jinhui cupped his hands and bowed, "Then please Fellow Daoist take action! After it's done, I only need the Nine-Leaf Spiritual Herb, and the remaining two will belong to Fellow Daoist, one thousand spirit stones, not half a piece less!"

Zhang Yuanjing didn't say a word, using the technique of void manipulation, he moved forward, reaching ten feet above and to the side of the Fire-Eyed Golden Pig, holding a low-grade high-quality Vajra Talisman in his left hand, ready to defend against the golden pig's fire-eye attack at any time, and slowly cast a spell with his right hand, the Xuanjing Great Axe whistling, slashing at the golden pig's huge body.

The golden pig glared with its two fire eyes, glanced at Zhang Yuanjing, as if threatening, also as if mocking, and ignored the cleaving axe, but paid more attention to Du Jinhui behind Zhang Yuanjing.

Du Jinhui sacrificed the cyan flying sword above his head, his hand seals were complex and powerful, and from time to time he sprayed a mouthful of pure mana into the flying sword, making the flying sword more crystal clear.

With a "bang," the Xuanjing Axe unskillfully chopped on the golden pig's back, the golden pig only shook slightly, unscathed.

This time Zhang Yuanjing used the "Sweeping Decision" move, the key to this move is to build momentum. After a long time of building momentum, when the power of the axe reaches its limit, it can launch the "Sweeping Decision", continuously slashing at all the enemies present, one strike stronger than the other, until the opponent breaks the giant axe, or the giant axe kills the opponent.

The method of accumulating momentum can be to stand still, constantly inputting mana into it to increase its momentum, but this takes a very long time. There is also a way to retain power during the attack, so that after multiple attacks, the axe's killing momentum can be fully accumulated.

Zhang Yuanjing was worried that the golden pig would become suspicious, eat the spiritual herbs and run away, so he adopted the second method.

It happened that Du Jinhui's ultimate move also needed a long time to prepare, and the two hit it off.

The Xuanjing Axe attacked the golden pig again, and the golden pig ignored it because it was weak and powerless. Zhang Yuanjing enjoyed the ease, manipulating the Xuanjing Axe to attack repeatedly, and the killing momentum accumulated rapidly.

On Du Jinhui's side, after five or six breaths of time, the cyan flying sword had become almost transparent, with an extremely cold aura attached to it, making people fearful to look at. As expected of the descendant of the Core Formation Elder, the inheritance is indeed brilliant.

A few traces of fear appeared in the golden pig's eyes. Water-based techniques quite restrained its fire eyes. And the icy cold energy could undoubtedly threaten its strong body.

It turned its head and glanced at the Nine-Leaf Yellow Dawn Herb that had been pulled out, as if hesitating whether to swallow the spiritual herb first. With its not-so-high intelligence, it also understood that the purpose of the three intruders was to snatch the spiritual herb.

However, it was not time for it to break through the realm. If it ate the spiritual herb at this moment, its cultivation might increase sharply, but it would not be able to advance to the later stage, which would inevitably waste the nine leaves of the Yellow Dawn Herb.

Du Jinhui was now ready. He held a breath of mana, holding it in his abdomen, unable to speak, and could only anxiously wink at Zhang Yuanjing.

Seeing this, Zhang Yuanjing secretly smiled bitterly. The "Sweeping Decision" move of the Xuanjing Axe was strong, but it was really too difficult to accumulate momentum.

Since he obtained this axe, only once, with the help of several fellow disciples to contain it, did he fully use this "Sweeping Decision". In general, Zhang Yuanjing played the role of defense. Not to mention "Sweeping Decision", he didn't even use "Mountain Split" very often.

He shook his head and said in a low voice, "Wait two more breaths, and the grasp will be higher."

Du Jinhui gritted his teeth and nodded, his face a little red, obviously suffocated by this breath.

Zhang Yuanjing consciously accelerated the attack speed of the giant axe. In two breaths, he slashed four times in a row, barely accumulating the killing momentum to 80%, and then the hand seal suddenly changed, the Xuanjing Axe rotated rapidly, with a series of shrill short whistles, breaking through the space and slashing on the ground.

The golden pig was startled, turned its head to look at Zhang Yuanjing, instinctively jumped forward, wanting to dodge the menacing Xuanjing Great Axe.

The axe turned strangely, its speed undiminished, and slashed the golden pig's somewhat blackened butt. The golden pig "humphed" and staggered forward, falling.

It was startled and angry, immediately straightened its front legs and was about to stand up. The axe slashed again, chopping on its hard-as-iron spine, making a crisp sound of "clang."

The golden pig wailed, its four feet bent, and it landed heavily.

Without waiting for Zhang Yuanjing to remind him, Du Jinhui had already seen the opportunity, and immediately raised his hand, three black spirit talismans flew out, instantly turning into three groups of pitch-black viscous liquid, falling towards the golden pig's head, neck, and back.

Water poison! These were three Condensing Water Talismans, and they were high-grade.

Zhang Yuanjing smacked his tongue secretly, Du Jinhui's shot was worth a lot.

A high-grade Condensing Water Talisman sells for six hundred low-grade spirit stones, and three would be one thousand eight. If there were no three spiritual herbs, the things on this Fire-Eyed Golden Pig would only be worth half a Condensing Water Talisman at most.

The golden pig felt the danger approaching, struggled to get up, turned its head, widened its fire eyes, and shot a beam of fire towards Du Jinhui's location. However, under the impact of the Xuanjing Axe, this beam of fire deviated greatly and disappeared into the dense forest in an instant.

It also stirred up the blood energy of its whole body, and the red light overflowed, strengthening its flesh, wanting to resist the impact of the Xuanjing Axe. Then, the axe that had already started was extremely powerful, although it could not hurt it, it could always knock it to the ground.

"Awoo--" In the golden pig's desperate struggle, one of the three groups of black viscous liquid hit its thick neck, immediately corroding a wound deep enough to see the bone. The golden pig wailed miserably, kicking wildly with its four hooves, rolling all over the ground.

"Go!" Du Jinhui, whose face was already red and purple, finally released the breath of mana in his abdomen.

The looming flying sword came out in response, like a colorless lightning bolt, instantly traversing tens of feet of space, plunged into the wound in the golden pig's neck, and then rotated a circle, completely severing the golden pig's neck, before flying out with dripping blood, returning to Du Jinhui.

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