Chapter 71

*Puff...*

After a light sound, the beam of light finally burst and dissipated into the sky and earth.

Rong Kexiong scratched his head, annoyed, and said, "Oh, I forgot. You’ve already used the Spirit Seeking Technique in this area and didn’t find any cinnabar. Why should I search again?"

Qi Dodo and Lin Yulan were already speechless, their eyes filled with a strange look as they stared at Rong Kexiong.

After a long while, Qi Dodo suddenly pouted and angrily said, "Big guy, you’re lying to me."

Rong Kexiong asked in surprise, "Dodo, what am I lying about?"

"Hmph, didn’t you say you didn’t know the Spirit Seeking Technique?" Qi Dodo said, her cheeks puffed up in anger. "But how did you use it?"

Rong Kexiong scratched his head and said, "I didn’t know it before, but I learned it after reading the talisman book."

"Nonsense," Qi Dodo said without hesitation. "How could you master it so quickly?"

Rong Kexiong smiled bitterly, thinking to himself, this isn’t something I learned or mastered; it’s the Wood Spirit Body Curse Spiritist who learned it, and I just borrowed its experience.

However, he couldn’t say this out loud.

Qi Dodo saw the hesitation on his face and pouted, "What’s the matter, have nothing to say?"

She was a true genius in the cultivation of the Spirit Path, even her father praised her endlessly.

Being able to master a first-class superior spell at the mid-stage Spirit Practitioner level was rare, even in ancient times. This little girl once mastered a first-class superior spell in just a month at the mid-stage Spirit Practitioner level, causing a huge stir and earning her the title of a world-class genius.

So, when she saw Rong Kexiong master a first-class superior Spirit Seeking Technique in just a short hour, her first reaction was disbelief.

Lin Yulan, however, was more mature and steady. She looked at Rong Kexiong and said, "Young man, did you learn the Five Elements basic spirit techniques?"

Rong Kexiong nodded slightly, "Yes."

Lin Yulan chuckled and said, "Miss, why don’t you find another basic Five Elements spell for the young man to try?"

Qi Dodo’s eyes lit up, "Good idea." She flipped through the talisman book, carefully selecting one, and said, "Here, this is a first-class superior Sharpness Spell of the Metal element, one of our family’s special spells. Try learning this."

Rong Kexiong hesitated for a moment and said, "Dodo, finding cinnabar is important. We can learn these spells later."

Qi Dodo pouted, "If you don’t learn it, I won’t help you boil the medicine. Hmph, without my help, you won’t get the ointment."

Rong Kexiong smiled bitterly, took the talisman book, and wondered if he should pretend to struggle to make her laugh.

As if sensing his hesitation, Qi Dodo said, "Big guy, if you dare to take it lightly, I’ll definitely... definitely give you a poison that will make your brother’s face even more toxic."

Rong Kexiong suddenly looked up, his eyes cold and fierce.

Although he was only a mid-stage Spirit Practitioner, at that moment, a formidable aura emanated from him, making people dare not look directly at him.

Qi Dodo took a step back, her big eyes filled with fear.

Lin Yulan stepped forward, blocking her, and said solemnly, "Young man, don’t be angry. Miss is just talking; she won’t do anything to harm others without reason."

Rong Kexiong reined in his killing intent and said, "Yes, I was rash." He lowered his head, focusing his mind back on the talisman book.

Qi Dodo pouted, muttering, "Hmph, just a mid-stage Spirit Practitioner, not even as good as me, and you’re so arrogant."

However, although she grumbled, she wasn’t really angry.

The big guy’s angry look was somewhat similar to her father’s.

In the distance, the Metal Spirit Body Curse Spiritist took large steps, moving far away. Its body was filled with surging spirit energy, emitting a cold, sharp light.

The Sharpness Spell was a rare first-class superior spell of the Metal element.

Rong Kexiong had never heard of it before, but as long as it was within the Metal element, it wouldn’t be difficult for the Spirit Body Curse Spiritist.

After a moment, the bright spirit energy condensed and attached to a small tree.

In the next instant, the small tree collapsed completely, as if it couldn’t bear the power of the spell.

The Spirit Body Curse Spiritist hesitated for a while, then aimed at a stone on the ground and released the spell again. Instantly, the same light flashed and quickly condensed at the edges of the stone.

The Spirit Body Curse Spiritist lightly scratched the stone, leaving a deep mark on another large stone nearby.

After the spell was cast, the edges of the stone became incredibly sharp, almost as sharp as ordinary weapons.

Rong Kexiong’s eyes twitched. He opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then flicked his wrist, drawing a long sword.

Although he hadn’t practiced much in martial arts recently, it was natural to carry a weapon for self-defense before entering the mountains.

Now, he took out the long sword, focused his mind, and the spirit energy in his forehead surged wildly.

A beam of light instantly spread from his hand and released onto the sword.

In the next moment, the sword became translucent, and the light seemed to have a will of its own, flowing to both sides of the blade.

In an instant, the sword turned into a weapon shimmering with spirit light.

Rong Kexiong’s eyes sparkled with excitement. He lightly thrust the sword into the ground.

He didn’t use any true qi; this was purely the power of the sword itself.

*Puff...*

After a light sound, the sword deeply pierced the ground.

With the Sharpness Spell, the sword’s sharpness had reached an incredible level. One thrust, and it went in up to the hilt.

Rong Kexiong drew a sharp breath. If a powerful martial artist held such a weapon, wouldn’t he be able to sweep through his peers?

"Ah." Qi Dodo’s eyes widened, and after a moment, she muttered, "You, you learned it again."

Rong Kexiong nodded, not in a good mood, "Of course I did." He looked at her surprised and adorable face, softened his heart, and patted her head, "I didn’t lie to you, did I?"

Qi Dodo tried to turn her head but couldn’t escape his hand. She huffed, "What’s so great about it, just mastering a first-class superior spell. Hmph, I did it at ten."

Rong Kexiong was stunned and asked in surprise, "Really?"

Lin Yulan quickly added, "Young man, Miss isn’t lying. At ten, she was already a mid-stage Spirit Practitioner and had mastered several first-class superior spells."

Rong Kexiong looked at her in amazement. A mid-stage Spirit Practitioner at ten? That’s incredible...

But thinking about how she was already a late-stage Spirit Practitioner at twelve or thirteen, a mid-stage Spirit Practitioner at ten didn’t seem so surprising.

Qi Dodo raised her head proudly.

Rong Kexiong nodded and said sincerely, "Impressive, Dodo, you’re much stronger than I was."

Qi Dodo huffed, "Of course." She turned and said, "Since you’ve mastered the Spirit Seeking Technique, start searching quickly." She instructed, "If you find anything, tell me immediately, and I’ll identify it."

"Okay." Rong Kexiong nodded heavily, moved to a distance, and began to use his spirit energy to search again.

Lin Yulan glanced at Qi Dodo’s expression and whispered, "Miss, this person’s talent is extremely terrifying."

Qi Dodo nodded lightly, "Yes, his talent in the Spirit Path is... hmpf, about the same as mine."

Although she looked不服气 (unconvinced), deep down, she knew that this big guy’s talent in the Spirit Path might even surpass her.

Mastering two first-class superior spells in just two hours was a truly terrifying feat.

However, what puzzled them was why they had never heard of this person before.

Watching Rong Kexiong enthusiastically using the Spirit Seeking Technique at the foot of the mountain, Qi Dodo suddenly felt an impulse. When this person fully grows up, who knows what heights he will reach.

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*Boom...*

The wind stirred, and true qi surged as a fist shadow charged forward with an indomitable and fierce momentum.

With one punch, a massive python was sent flying. Its body was already covered in wounds, and it had been dodging for a long time. However, a shadow always followed closely behind.

The two continued to fight, and the python’s strength gradually weakened, almost to the point of exhaustion. But the shadow behind it grew stronger, as if using the python as a stepping stone to advance. It aimed to step on the python’s corpse and reach a higher realm.

The python’s body crashed heavily into a giant tree, and it let out a mournful and desperate howl, opening its huge mouth to spray the remaining venom.

However, the shadow moved like lightning, agile like a swallow, easily dodging.

Its steps continuously pounded the ground, and with each step, its aura grew stronger and more intense. Gradually, the terrifying aura reached a critical point.

The python seemed to sense something and showed fear in its eyes.

The shadow suddenly stopped, appearing like a ghost behind the python.

It raised its fist high and delivered a heavy blow.

A golden light, invincible and unbreakable, shone from its fist.

*Puff...*

The python’s head was instantly smashed into a pulp.

The shadow stood still, watching the python’s body still writhing on the ground, and a strong aura rose from its body.

At the moment of killing the python, the Spirit Body Fighter officially advanced to the late stage.

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