Chapter 58

Sure enough, not long after, a person came to the originally empty field where a long spear had been planted, dressed in black, a cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect!

Gu Xuyao's pupils dilated slightly, and he gripped the flying sword in his hand tightly.

He did not act rashly, knowing that the cultivators of the Mountain Collapse Sect were at least at the Root Birth Realm. He needed to use the red-robed cultivator as bait for a surprise attack!

As Gu Xuyao had thought, the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect not only had high cultivation but was also extremely cautious. The traces of the battle on the ground could not be erased by Gu Xuyao, so the cultivator immediately understood what had happened here after a quick glance.

Looking at the red-robed cultivator lying unconscious, his chest still rising and falling, the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect immediately realized that this was actually a trap, a trap using the red-robed cultivator's amulet as bait.

The cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect scanned the surroundings, then made no move and retreated into the forest.

Seeing this, Gu Xuyao couldn't help but frown. The cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect was too cautious, making it very difficult to kill him.

However, he was not in a hurry. Since the other party did not enter his trap, he would rest here for a while. Gu Xuyao had just experienced a battle and had consumed a lot of his essence energy.

Taking advantage of the break, Gu Xuyao picked up the flying sword in his hand and examined it carefully. This was a magical treasure specifically for Dao cultivators, and the principle of controlling it was very simple—just infuse essence energy and intent into it. However, physical cultivators never used such things.

But these so-called common knowledge were outside the Far Damp Forest. Any additional help was always good here. Trying to control the flying sword, Gu Xuyao soon mastered basic offensive and defensive moves.

Ultimately, Dao and physical cultivation were different. No matter how hard Gu Xuyao tried, he could never control the flying sword as freely as a Dao cultivator. Perhaps this was the difference between having talent and not having talent.

While he was fiddling with it, there was movement below. He tidied up the leaves beside his body to ensure they could cover him completely. The cultivator below then entered the clearing.

It was still the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect. In fact, he had never left. The red-robed cultivator was a bait for anyone!

So he was waiting, waiting for the cultivator hiding here to come down and take the red-robed cultivator's life, and then he would strike and kill him.

In the test of patience, Gu Xuyao ultimately won!

But upon careful consideration, it was understandable. The cultivators of the Mountain Collapse Sect were extremely proud. How could they fear a challenge?

Even if this was a trap, they would not hide in the dark forever!

Not fearing was one thing, but the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect still moved very cautiously. He walked slowly forward, holding a long saber. The cultivators of the Mountain Collapse Sect often carried weapons, which were not like flying swords and could not be controlled in the air, but in the hands of physical cultivators, they exerted much greater power than flying swords.

The distance was closing, inch by inch.

He had already entered the attack range!

Just as the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect was about to make a move, Gu Xuyao acted first!

He swiftly threw the flying sword, which pierced the chest of the red-robed cultivator. Instantly, the red-robed cultivator lost his breath, and a wisp of white essence energy rose from his body and entered Gu Xuyao's body, who was descending from the sky!

Gu Xuyao formed his hand into a blade and slashed at the head of the Mountain Collapse Sect cultivator!

"Clang!" The other party was not a pushover. Seeing Gu Xuyao's attack, he immediately raised his weapon to block it.

"Hmph, it's you, boy." Gu Xuyao was quite famous in the martial arts competition, and the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect recognized him at a glance. "You actually dare to ambush me, a cultivator who just broke through to the Root Birth Realm. What a bold move..." The cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect was definitely not a rookie without combat experience. As the saying goes, one can see seven things at a glance. He immediately noticed the long spear on Gu Xuyao's back.

This long spear clearly did not belong to Gu Xuyao. Though his words were harsh, he had the intention to retreat.

The cultivation levels of both parties were the same, both at the first layer of the Root Birth Realm. However, the other party had stayed in this realm longer, so in terms of strength, he was slightly stronger.

But Gu Xuyao had his own plan. At this moment, he just kept swinging the flying sword in his hand, making unstructured attacks and occasionally exposing some weaknesses.

The more he did this, the more the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect dared not make a move. Reluctantly, he retreated, and the two of them chased each other into the depths of the forest.

The flying sword in Gu Xuyao's hand was also a high-quality magical treasure. After dozens of clashes with the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect's weapon, it showed no signs of damage. Instead, the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect became increasingly frustrated and almost wanted to give up.

This was not because the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect was inferior in skill or anything else. Gu Xuyao had completely grasped his advantages and the other party's concerns. He made bold and open attacks, exposing obvious weaknesses. The other party, being an experienced hand, knew that the outcome of a cultivator's battle often came down to a single moment. Therefore, he did not dare to attack when Gu Xuyao exposed his weaknesses, fearing the long spear on Gu Xuyao's back!

The longer this went on, the more obvious Gu Xuyao's weaknesses became, and the more attractive they were to the other party, which only deepened his concerns. Reluctantly, he decided not to tangle with Gu Xuyao anymore and fled in a few leaps.

Gu Xuyao's purpose in coming to the Far Damp Forest was to snipe the cultivators who had killed the disciples of Taiheng Sect. Seeing him flee, how could Gu Xuyao let him go?

Without a word, Gu Xuyao held the flying sword and pursued relentlessly.

The Far Damp Forest was vast, about five times the size of Qianwang Ridge, or twenty-five times the size of the Blood Arena. The scenery on both sides was largely the same, and even Gu Xuyao could only barely remember the path he had taken in the past fifteen minutes while chasing the enemy at high speed.

Rain fell, scattering through the damp forest. The large leaves drank the sweet dew, and the chaotic sounds intertwined in the damp forest.

"Boom!"

A deafening sound echoed, shaking the entire damp forest!

Gu Xuyao and the pursued cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect were no exception. By their senses, the sound came from the center of the damp forest!

"Boy, stop chasing me. Our cultivation levels are not much different. Even if you exhaust your essence energy to catch me, you won't be able to protect yourself after killing me. I won't say more, but the Poison Sand Sect and the Green Core Sect didn't kill your fellow disciples, did they? Think about it, if they hadn't been so aggressive, how would you have ended up in our hands? You should know, at that time, we were only surrounding the Longbeard Temple."

The cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect turned around and looked at Gu Xuyao. Clearly, he did not have as strong a purpose as Gu Xuyao. His goal was just to survive and help his sect win.

But Gu Xuyao remained unmoved, just staring at him intently without a word.

"Hmph, boy, don't be ungrateful. All of us from the Mountain Collapse Sect have entered the Far Damp Forest. Do you think you can kill a few of us? I advise you to leave obediently and find some isolated cultivators from the Poison Sand Sect or the Green Core Sect. Don't seek trouble by challenging the hard ones!"

When soft words didn't work, the cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect began to threaten Gu Xuyao.

But he didn't know that soft words didn't work, and hard words were even less effective against Gu Xuyao, especially today!

"Hard bones?" Gu Xuyao's lips curled into a cold smile. "Are you hard bones? Fine, today I'll be the iron-beaked chicken, pecking at your hard stone!"

With that, Gu Xuyao's momentum surged, and he launched another attack. The cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect seemed to have grown tired of fleeing. Always being chased by a junior was a blow to his pride, so he roared and raised his large saber to fight Gu Xuyao.

As soon as the other party became serious, Gu Xuyao immediately felt it. In the clash of blades and swords, his original tactics were quickly exposed. The simple long saber easily cut through Gu Xuyao's lower abdomen, though the wound was not deep, blood still flowed continuously.

"Hmph, do you think the same move will work on me? If I had decided to fight you, why would I fear the long spear on your back? Boy, you still have a lot to learn!" The cultivator of the Mountain Collapse Sect laughed, and his long saber continued to slash at Gu Xuyao.

Indeed, Gu Xuyao had no backup plan. He was using the tactics he had used to hunt the red lion, trying to force the other party to the brink of physical and mental exhaustion, so he could take advantage of the situation with minimal effort. However, his opponent was not a beast but a living cultivator.

Defeat, the advantages and disadvantages of both sides immediately reversed. Gu Xuyao's defeat became more and more evident, and he retreated step by step, adding several new wounds to his body.

"Overestimating yourself, your death today is your own doing!"

As he spoke, the long saber flashed sharply, and three sharp blades aimed at Gu Xuyao's head, chest, and legs. Any of these hits would be fatal. Although the other party had left himself open to attack with these three sharp blades, he was confident that he could make Gu Xuyao take at least one of them.

In the critical moment, Gu Xuyao remained calm. With a calm expression, he forcefully leaped backward, using the flying technique to rise slightly, barely avoiding the blade to his foot. He then threw the flying sword, using his intent to block the fatal blow to his head. Finally, he took out the long spear from his back!

"This is for my fellow disciples at the Physical Academy!" Gu Xuyao's body turned sharply, and he kicked forward, the long spear trembling, creating several spear flowers in the air!

"Clang!" The long saber was deflected by Gu Xuyao's long spear, and the cultivator's tiger's mouth burst, blood flowing. But at this moment, he had no time to care about this. No, he had lost the ability to think!

The long spear pierced through his chest, and his wide eyes were full of disbelief. He could not believe that he had died at the hands of a cultivator who had just reached the Root Birth Realm, and just a moment ago, he had the upper hand!

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