Chapter 83 of 100
Chapter 83
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As Shang Xia spent more time in the Two Realms Battlefield, his understanding of the Cang Ling martial cultivators grew deeper.
In general, the world of Cang Ling martial cultivators is one where bloodline purity is highly esteemed.
In such a world, the purity of one's bloodline directly determines the upper limit and strength of a martial cultivator.
Therefore, the purity of one's bloodline also influences the status of a martial cultivator to a certain extent.
Sometimes, a person with extremely high bloodline purity but not yet an Extraordinary Martial Cultivator might be more valued by the tribe than an advanced Extraordinary Martial Cultivator with low bloodline purity.
In the Cang Ling world, people are divided into tribes based on their bloodline types.
Within the tribes, bloodline purity is used to distinguish between the main and secondary lines. Those with high bloodline purity are considered "main blood," while those with lower bloodline purity are classified as "secondary blood."
Of course, these terms are just surface-level designations.
Within the tribes, this method of classification inevitably leads to hostility between the two classes.
Therefore, the "main blood" lineage often emphasizes the purity of their bloodline by referring to themselves as "pure blood."
They derogatorily refer to the "secondary blood" lineage as "mixed blood," which sounds more like an insult.
In the Fengyan tribe, this bloodline classification is even more pronounced, and the status gap between "main blood" and "pure blood" is even more significant, further exacerbating the division between the two classes.
Those of the "main blood" or "pure blood" lineage are typically given the surname "Yan," while those of the "secondary blood" or "mixed blood" lineage are often referred to as "Que" and are often appended to their names, sounding more like a derogatory term.
This division was also hinted at in the words of Yan Suo when she negotiated with Ji Wenlong.
Because the people of Tongyou Peak understood this situation, this self-proclaimed "Yan Que" from the Fengyan tribe, a Fourth Heaven expert, appeared quite unconventional.
Shang Xi, seeing this, mustered his yuan qi and loudly asked the question, using it to humiliate the opponent and alleviate the heavy pressure brought by the Fourth Heaven expert breaking the protective array.
This seemed to work, as the entire Tongyou Peak erupted in laughter, and the previously oppressive atmosphere was significantly alleviated.
Some Extraordinary Martial Cultivators even deliberately amplified their laughter with yuan qi, causing it to echo through the valley.
However, Shang Xi's words truly hit a nerve, and Tongyou Peak was sure to suffer from the backlash of an enraged Fourth Heaven expert.
"Damn! Damn! You all deserve to die..."
The Fourth Heaven expert Yan Que, who had been smug after breaking the protective array of Tongyou Peak, suddenly became like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He loudly cursed while gathering the raging winds between the three peaks into a black tornado in front of him.
As Shang Xi had guessed, this self-proclaimed "Yan Que" was indeed of secondary bloodline origin.
Despite his thin bloodline, this person was a prodigy, pushing his cultivation to the Fourth Heaven and becoming the leader of the secondary bloodline lineage of the entire Fengyan tribe.
At this time, the main bloodline lineage of the Fengyan tribe was weakening, and there was a shortage of talented experts.
To maintain the prestige of the Fengyan tribe, Yan Que, as one of the few Fourth Heaven experts, saw his status rise rapidly.
Perhaps due to the humiliation and oppression he experienced from the main bloodline in his youth, he harbored deep resentment. After advancing to the Fourth Heaven, he became increasingly arrogant and particularly hostile towards the main bloodline lineage.
The Fengyan tribe originally hoped to use his cultivation to maintain the status of the four major tribes, but instead, it exacerbated the internal division of the tribe, a case of "failing to gain a chicken and losing a handful of rice."
For Yan Que, after advancing to the Fourth Heaven, his status and power seemed to rise, but he could still sense the disdain in the eyes of others, which made him even more sensitive.
Especially during this large-scale attack on Tongyou Peak by the Four Ling Mountains, Yan Suo, who was injured by Ji Wenlong, avoided the battle. Yan Que, with his ambitious spirit, actively participated, hoping to prove himself.
However, after joining the other three tribes' Fourth Heaven experts, he again felt the hidden disdain behind their polite demeanor. Even the temporary recruit Lu Zhan Yi treated him with indifference.
This accumulated a lot of anger in Yan Que's heart, and he was determined to prove his worth to everyone.
In fact, his timing was perfect, and he was almost about to become the key turning point in this battle.
At this moment, Shang Xi's words struck a deep chord, instantly triggering the rage in Yan Que's heart.
The black tornado, formed from his only remaining life essence, swept everything in the valley into the sky, even plowing a three-zhang deep trench on the ground as it slowly advanced towards the main peak of Tongyou.
At this moment, the iron cable connecting Kaiyuan Peak and the main peak of Tongyou, which had been cut, suddenly whipped towards Yan Que in the air like a whip.
The Fourth Heaven expert, born of secondary bloodline, sneered and stretched out his arm to grab the iron cable.
Unexpectedly, the iron cable skillfully turned in mid-air and plunged into the black tornado.
The tornado, which had been slowly advancing towards Tongyou Peak, was suddenly halted.
"Clang clang clang—"
The iron cable instantly tightened, trembling violently in the wind, as if it might break at any moment.
At this moment, another iron cable, also cut, was thrown from Qiling Peak, plunging into the black tornado.
The two iron cables pulled from different directions, causing the straight tornado to twist, preventing it from advancing any further and even showing signs of being "torn apart."
Seeing the situation turn against him, Yan Que's face darkened as he mustered his internal yuan qi, trying to maintain the tornado and remove the two iron cables.
However, at this moment, a ten-zhang long yuan qi spear suddenly rose from Kaiyuan Peak, plunging into the already unstable black tornado.
Like the last straw that broke the camel's back, the black tornado instantly shattered, and a wisp of black qi returned to Yan Que, disappearing into his cloak.
At the same time, the spear flew back to Kaiyuan Peak, and the two iron cables retreated to Tongyou and Kaiyuan Peaks.
The shattered tornado turned into a scattered storm, ravaging the valley between the three peaks and sweeping over the mountains.
Large areas of buildings collapsed, and many Qi Blood Martial Cultivators who had not yet advanced to the Wu Yuan realm were buried underneath.
Many low-rank martial cultivators were injured by the wind, and some were even thrown off the peaks and killed.
At the same time, at least a hundred martial cultivators from the Four Ling Mountains had already rushed in and began attacking Tongyou Peak.
At the foot of the mountain, the two sides of martial cultivators had already engaged in battle.
"Damn!"
Yan Que clearly did not expect his seemingly certain attack to be so easily countered.
Moreover, whether it was the person controlling the two iron cables or the yuan qi spear, their strength was far below his, at most reaching the Wu Yi realm.
"It's the protective array, the protective array of Tongyou Peak has not been completely broken, and it is still resisting!"
Yan Que's gaze swept over the scene, seeing that although his side had a numerical advantage, they were still being held back at the foot of the mountain, unable to advance.
The martial cultivators stationed at other positions on Tongyou Peak were being redeployed and continuously reinforcing this area.
"We still need to break the array!"
Yan Que realized that, in the situation where Fourth Heaven experts could not directly participate in the battle with low-rank martial cultivators, the only way to break the deadlock was to break the remaining array on Tongyou Peak.
His gaze quickly fell on the two iron cables connecting Tongyou Peak and Kaiyuan Peak.
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On Kaiyuan Peak, the moment the yuan qi spear flew out, Shang Xia felt a sense of foreboding.
Following this, the collaboration between Tongyou, Qiling, and Kaiyuan Peaks managed to counter Yan Que's tornado, but Shang Xia felt no joy.
He ignored Yuan Zilu's previous instructions and rushed towards the battle where Yuan Zhen and Yun Yifei were jointly attacking Jia Yuntian.
Yuan Zilu, already severely injured, how much strength could he still retain?
How many more yuan qi spears could he launch?
At this moment, he was sitting at the core of the array on Kaiyuan Peak, using his own strength to activate and control the protective array, likely at the cost of his own life.
He probably couldn't hold on for much longer!
The only solution now was to quickly resolve the battle with Jia Yuntian and free Yuan Zhen and Yun Yifei, two intact Wu Yi realm martial cultivators!
From a hundred zhang away, Shang Xia could already see that both Yuan Zhen and Yun Yifei were fighting with all their might.
Clearly, they, like Shang Xia, had realized the current situation and wanted to quickly resolve the problem with Jia Yuntian.
However, Jia Yuntian was extremely cunning. Having been a hidden presence in Tongyou Academy for many years and even becoming a librarian, he had already reached the middle ranks of the academy, and his mental and perceptual abilities were naturally superior. How could he not see the current predicament of Tongyou Peak?
Thus, in the face of the two attackers, he adopted a defensive stance from the beginning, delaying the battle.
More infuriatingly, he had clearly concealed his cultivation. The Jia Yuntian who had only shown the first layer of the Wu Yi realm was now a third-layer Wu Yi realm, fully cultivated Jia Yuntian!
Indeed, he had reached the Wu Yi realm, standing at the threshold of the Fourth Heaven!
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