Be the Hardest Working Demon Cultivator!

Chapter 56: 56, Reappear in "original form"!

Distracted by this bizarre game, Tan Shuchang almost forgot his important business. After careful consideration, he instructed the official waiting outside to take his Daoist General Token to the Magical Treasure Pavilion to borrow ten years’ worth of salary in exchange for the appropriate materials.

He was preparing to have someone refine a journal diary Magic Artifact.

Indeed, having his diary stolen time and again, if he said he didn’t want to know who was stealing his diary, that would definitely be impossible.

And with his own Divine Skills still insufficient, Tan Shuchang could only try to bait the thief.

Then, Tan Shuchang focused all his energy on preparing for the upcoming battle.

Though fifty-one years of cultivation practice was within him, and he had mastered two volumes of the Cross Calamity Immortal Scripture, combined with his unique abilities, Tan Shuchang was already among the strong within the Jiawu Realm.

Now, those likely to defeat him were probably old veterans who had been renowned for many years and wielded spiritual treasures, like Nan Jian Su Huan’an. Explore stories at m,v l’e-m|p| y r

But that Long Zhangyuan was the Son of the Heavenly Mandate!

Who knew what accidents and changes could occur when facing such an entity?

Just like the time at the Anxinshan Meeting, what should have been a fatal blow was thwarted by a Jade Pendant treasure that shielded Long Zhangyuan, followed by several elderly Cultivators directly locking onto him with their qi from afar.

And this time, in the battle to the death... although in that challenge letter, Long Zhangyuan had made it clear that it was a grudge match between the two of them with no interference from anyone else, it was foolish to take such words to heart. To do so would mean meeting the same fate as his father, who had drunk the poisoned wine bestowed by Emperor Yi.

Therefore, in this so-called grudge match, Tan Shuchang suspected his real opponents would be the old ancestors of Mount Tu Jian, not Long Zhangyuan.

"I just wonder, when I’ve cut down these old fossils, will the Cultivators of the Jiawu Realm be taken aback, and whether Emperor Yi will be able to sleep at night?"

Tan Shuchang spoke with a wistful tone.

His face was expressionless, his thoughts unknown, when suddenly, he reached back and pulled out a nameless token.

Gazing at the token that seemed ownerless for a moment, Tan Shuchang brought his fingers together.

Instantly, the entire token crumbled into a pile of powder; some scattered into the air, while some fell from his fingertips.

"Where did he get thirty years of cultivation power?"

"Doesn’t Daoist Tan seem to have cultivated for only three years? It looks like the great Tan reaped a huge reward after killing the Heartless Old Man!"

"This is bad—I must notify my mentor!"

Shi Changkong was also among those who witnessed this scene. His expression shifted subtly, and he quickly contacted Zhao Huaiji. Fortunately, although Zhao Huaiji had already left Qitian Pavilion, he was still nearby, so Shi Changkong managed to get in touch with him quickly.

Upon receiving the news, Zhao Huaiji’s expression immediately darkened.

Bang!

With a wave of his hand, an invisible force struck the pond in front of him, causing the waters to surge violently and the image of Shi Changkong reflected in the water to warp and blur.

"This youngster has hidden his capabilities well! Zhang Yuan’s chances of victory are now less than seventy percent! This won’t do! This battle is meant to be Zhang Yuan’s rise to fame. Didn’t my Mount Tu Sword spread the infamous name of his patricide just so that upon his initial descent from the mountain, he could become renowned through the Jia Wu Realm by slaying this man?"

Thinking of this, Zhao Huaiji no longer cared about contacting his fellow disciples. He raised his hand to seize the twilight on the horizon, transforming it into a long rainbow reaching to the sky, and chased directly in the direction Tan Shuchang had gone.

This superior escape skill allowed him to move faster than the Sword Qi of an average sword cultivator, so Zhao Huaiji quickly caught up with Tan Shuchang.

At this moment, Zhao Huaiji was already in disguise. He used the dawn light to mask his face, and without a word, he struck with his sword.

The Sword Qi was like a refined chain, yet it caused no earth-shattering phenomena.

For his intention with this strike was not to kill Tan Shuchang but to attack his heart with Sword Qi, aiming to create vulnerabilities during Tan Shuchang’s duel with Long Zhangyuan and prevent him from fighting at full strength.

"If Senior Zhao has arrived, why bother hiding your face?" Even though Zhao Huaiji’s concealment skills were high-grade, under Tan Shuchang’s Cross Calamity physique, nothing could hide from him.

With a slight smile, Tan Shuchang’s form twisted in an instant, then was sliced into two by Zhao Huaiji’s sword. In the next second, however, the two halves, which had turned into puddles of blood, merged back into one.

Tan Shuchang’s voice continued to resound: "Senior Zhao, could it be that you have forgotten that I have once experienced your swordsmanship?"

The voice came from all directions, overlapping in parts.

It was as if at that moment, there were several Tan Shuchangs speaking at once.