I Have A Cultivation World-Chapter 836 - 472 Zhuo Mings Rising Fame_2

Chapter 836: Chapter 472: Zhuo Ming’s Rising Fame_2

Chapter 836 -472: Zhuo Ming’s Rising Fame_2

It turned out that he had made it through by relying on the Divine Wood Shield, a Rank-2 Magic Artifact. Upon seeing Zhuo Ming nervously taking out the Divine Wood Shield, Tan Qianshi calmly took out a Rank-2 Spirit Talisman, momentarily sealing his opponent’s artifact.

Then, with confidence, he swung his fist and landed a heavy blow on Zhuo Ming’s shoulder.

There was a thud, as if he had struck stone.

He’s a Body Refining Cultivator as well…

Tan Qianshi, delighted by the hunt, began to exchange blows with Zhuo Ming, only to have nearly all the bones in half his body shattered by Zhuo Ming’s fist.

After a crushing defeat, Tan Qianshi could discern the Body Forging Technique Zhuo Ming practiced and was faced with astonishment.

His words caused the surrounding Divine Wood Sect disciples watching the battle, especially those who had made it to the last rounds of true succession in the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation, to all wear a solemn expression.

After reaching the first level of the Ninefold Law Body, they could only break through his defense by using Rank-2 Magic Artifacts or Spells, but Zhuo Ming also had the Divine Wood Shield.

Even if Li Yixian, the former number one of true succession, were to take action with his Rank-2 Puppet, it’s estimated that he’d have a tremendous headache, not knowing how to proceed.

“You should pay attention to your recuperation, or else, if your sinews and bones don’t recover well, it could seriously affect your future path,”

At this moment, Zhuo Ming stepped down, realizing herself that her punch might have been a bit too heavy, mainly because her previous opponents, upon seeing her take out the Rank-2 Divine Wood Shield, all conceded with ghastly expressions. Tan Qianshi was the first to directly clash with her.

Seeing her opponent severely injured, Zhuo Ming took out a Renewal Talisman from her storage bag and slapped it onto him. Over the years, she had been well protected by Chen Mobai, spending her days farming and was quite benevolent at heart.

“Thank you… Master… Sister!”

Tan Qianshi, feeling he could barely move again, also took out a bottle of spiritual medicine for healing and consumed it. Before leaving, he thanked Zhuo Ming with a somewhat embarrassed look on his face.

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“I joined later than you did, so you can just call me junior sister,”

Zhuo Ming called out to Tan Qianshi’s retreating back, but he left without turning his head.

“You are stronger than him, so it’s right for him to call you senior sister,”

Xi Jinghuo came over at some point. Being a true successor of the Sword Training Division, he had also defeated his opponent and became a true successor. As he often visited Xiao Nanshan, he had a good relationship with Zhuo Ming.

“That’s not right, the master said, in Xiao Nanshan’s discipleship, we don’t judge seniority by Cultivation Level,”

Zhuo Ming shook her head, indicating that what Xi Jinghuo was saying was incorrect.

“I originally thought that after Luo Yixuan and Li Yixian achieved Foundation Establishment, the position of first true successor would be nearly secured. I didn’t expect there to be a sleeping tiger like you,”

Xi Jinghuo clicked his tongue in admiration. As a second-generation cultivator of the Divine Wood Sect with abundant resources and personal guidance from Xi Yisheng, the deputy head of the Sword Training Department, and after several exchanges at Golden Cliff, he had already achieved the peak of Sword Qi. Last year, even Li Yixian’s Blue Sun Puppet could barely suppress his Flying Sword.

This year, without those two, Xi Jinghuo, whose Sword Qi had become more rounded and mature, was initially feeling very lonely.

But upon seeing Zhuo Ming and Tan Qianshi exchange a dozen punches in succession, completely crushing the latter’s pride in his physically trained body, Xi Jinghuo’s Sword Heart began to boil over with excitement he hadn’t felt in a long time.

“I am probably not your match; securing a position as a true successor alongside senior brother Liu would suffice,”

Although Zhuo Ming felt she might be quite powerful, she didn’t think she could vie for the position of first true successor. She believed she might not even be able to defeat Liu Wenbo, let alone Xi Jinghuo, the genius Sword Cultivator.

“In this generation, besides you, no one can catch my Flying Sword!”

Xi Jinghuo left these words behind and departed from the arena.

Once people knew Zhuo Ming had trained the Ninefold Law Body, they also recognized Xi Jinghuo’s assessment.

Suddenly, Zhuo Ming became the hottest name among the Qi Cultivating Disciples of the Divine Wood Sect.

Senior Sister of Xiao Nanshan, devoted to farming Spirit Plants, disinclined to compete, yet possessed extraordinary talent, no less than Ji Dao Yuan of Mountain Shaker Peak.

If it weren’t for Luo Yixuan’s successful Foundation Establishment, Xiao Nanshan needing another Qi Cultivation disciple to represent them, and the imminent completion of the Foundation Building Pill, Zhuo Ming might not have been willing to emerge into prominence.

Worthy of being Chen Mobai’s disciple, she certainly inherited his traits.

Certainly capable of becoming famous through cultivation, yet she preferred farming.

“Master, am I really that incredible?”

After Zhuo Ming came back, she still found it hard to believe and murmured a question to Chen Mobai.

“Throughout the entire Eastern Wilderness, within the same realm, aside from your master, there’s no one you need to fear,” Chen Mobai told her.

Chen Mobai knew that Zhuo Ming was just lacking in self-confidence; her actual strength was unrivaled in the Qi Cultivating Realm, except for himself, who could activate a Sword Rainbow.

“So you mean, I won’t bring shame upon you, Master!”

Once Zhuo Ming understood her strength, the first thing that came to her mind as she felt relieved was this.

“Not only will you not bring shame, but my disciple, you have also brought great honor to your master.”

Liu Wenbo, standing to the side with a face full of envy, felt a sense of shame when he saw Luo Yixuan, who had successfully reached Foundation Establishment, standing beside Chen Mobai; the pressure was immense for him as the eldest senior disciple.

“Next, you don’t need to hold back anymore. Go and help Xiao Nanshan secure another first place in the true inheritance competition,” Chen Mobai added.

Zhuo Ming clenched her fists tightly and nodded vigorously after she roughly understood her strength and heard Chen Mobai’s words; she felt a surge of immense motivation.

“Master, I will not let you down!”

“Master, I will also do my best,” Liu Wenbo said, puffing out his chest, feeling that he couldn’t let his junior sisters upstage him. In the round of 24, Liu Wenbo faced Niu Longyuan from the Spirit Beast Department, who had borrowed a Rank-2 old yellow bull, and his Beast Taming Technique was as powerful as Li Yixian who possessed a Rank-2 puppet.

Their battle was incredibly exciting, with both fighters pushing each other to the brink.

In the end, Liu Wenbo managed to win by relying on the defense of the Green Scale Arm Guard, waiting until his opponent ran out of spiritual power, and then defeated him with a single strike of the Golden Jade Axe, chopping off one of the old yellow bull’s horns.

However, after reaching the top 12, Liu Wenbo felt that he had reached his limit, and sure enough, in the following round, he met Guan Xiaolong from the Formation Division; he was outmaneuvered by Guan’s soft overcoming hard approach and was taken out of the competition with a bewildering formation before he had a chance to use his Golden Jade Axe.

Although it was regrettable to stop at the top 12, at the very least, he secured a Foundation Building Pill for himself.

After feeling dejected for a while, Liu Wenbo quickly adjusted his mindset and started to cheer for Zhuo Ming.

Having achieved the Ninefold Law Body and protected by the Divine Wood Shield, Zhuo Ming was conservative in her approach, letting her opponents attack while she focused on defense; if they couldn’t break through her defense, she would win as soon as they exhausted their spiritual power.

Some opponents tried to drag out the fight, but Zhuo Ming also had the Purple Fire Sword Talisman bestowed by Chen Mobai; if she initiated an attack with this talisman, unless the opponent had her kind of defensive power and a Rank-2 magic artifact, any inheritor would be utterly defeated.

Zhuo Ming advanced through the ranks with ease, defeating Jiang Zongheng from the Transmission Division in the top 12 and avenging Liu Wenbo in the top six by using the Purple Fire Sword Talisman to break Guan Xiaolong’s formation.

In the battle for the top three, she faced a familiar face to Chen Mobai, Ding Ying from the Talisman Making Division.

After a failed attempt at Foundation Establishment, Ding Ying had come back even stronger, and she, beautiful and confident, was once Zhuo Ming’s aspiration.

When Zhuo Ming had first left Bud Hall, her only dream was to join the Talisman Making Division, learn to refine one or two talismans, and live safely within the Divine Wood Sect.

Unfortunately, her numerous applications went unanswered like stones lost at sea.

Lacking any further options, she decided to participate in the sect’s competition to showcase herself, never expecting that she would meet Chen Mobai and concede a fight that would change her fate.

“Sister Ding, please enlighten me!”

Zhuo Ming, seeing Ding Ying facing her with a serious expression, using a Heavenly Wood Talisman and expanding her domain, couldn’t help but smile. She took out a colorful umbrella from her storage bag.

She opened the umbrella, not to use its defensive power, but allowed the leaves and petals scattered by Ding Ying’s flick of her hand to strike her body everywhere.

Amid the crisp sounds of tinkling, Zhuo Ming reached Ding Ying under the towering tree, raised her fist, and struck.

Bang! Bang! Bang!…

After thirteen consecutive punches, Ding Ying spat out blood, her face pale as she was knocked off the platform.

She lost to Chen Mobai ten years ago.

And now, ten years later, she was defeated by Chen Mobai’s disciple!

In that moment, Ding Ying, watching a confident and proud Zhuo Ming up on the stage holding an umbrella, felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her.