Chapter 114: You Are the First Person Who Dares to Provoke Me (2)

“Some unspoken reason?”

Bai Yunchen nodded, “Sorry, but I can’t tell you.”

Rong Yi shrugged his shoulders, “All right then.”

If Bai Yunchen had taken him to run away, after he had transmigrated in here, he wouldn’t have had the chance to see Yin Jinye.

After seeing Bai Yunchen out, Rong Yi immediately went back to his own room, “Bu Qi, have you enchanted all the runes onto the yellow papers?”

Bu Qi breathed out and then took out all the 36 rune papers and handed them to him, “Yeah, master shifu, check them out and see if there’s anything wrong.”

This time it had cost him a lot of spiritual power. He felt that he was going to break down. He poured a cup of spiritual tea and sipped, “Master shifu, what level of the runes?”

“It’s level nine runes. Since this is your first, it feels kind of exacting. You’d get used to it after practicing for some more. Oh right, I almost forgot to tell you. Another good point of enchanting is that it equals with meditating every time you enchant those rune papers. Before I only gave you some low level runes, so you didn’t feel a thing. But now those are level nine ones. You can check it out and see if your cultivation has improved.”

Bu Qi checked out his own body and happily found that his cultivation had really improved a little, “It’s like sword cultivation. Practicing sword equals cultivation, right?”

“Exactly.”

After checking all those 36 runes, Rong Yi couldn’t help curling up his lips slightly.

Early the next morning, Rong Yi already came into the yard to practice sword before the sun rose. Since this body had never worked out before, plus with such a big belly, it was really not convenient to do some dramatic moves. So he could only start from the fundamental swordplay.

Seeing that he finished a set of swordplay, Rong Su who was standing by immediately moved to his side, wiped off the sweat for him and then passed over a cup of tea, “Young master, you must be tired.”

Rong Yi then took a sip of the tea.

Rong Su asked gingerly, “Young master, is the little master in your belly OK?”

Rong Yi rolled his eyes at him, “If he is not good, do you think I can still stand here?”

Rong Su forced a smile.

At this time, a drowsy voice was heard, “My junior brother’s partner, you are practicing sword.”

On hearing it was Qi Lan, Su Rong darkened his face a bit.

Seeing Qi Lan and Xinyue walk in, Rong Yi said wearing a fake smile, “Oh, it’s senior brother Qi, would you like to practice with me?”

“Young master…” Rong Su tried to stop him.

Rong Yi then gave Rong Su a smile, “Don’t worry. He won’t hurt me. Right, senior brother Qi? Besides, Jinye is in the room. If something happens to me, he will come help me in the first place, in case I get any slight hurt.”

Qi Lan narrowed his eyes, “Yeah, you are still pregnant with my baby. How would I have the heart to hurt you?”

Rong Yi then took out a thin sword about four feet long and 0.5 foot wide.

“This is the first time I see such a think sword.” Qi Lan also took out his sword, “I’m afraid with only one chop and it’ll break?”

Rong Yi curled up his lips, “As you saw yesterday, it can get back into shape even if it’s broken, besides, the thinner my sword I use is, the sooner.”

Qi Lan snorted slightly, “It seems I have to quicken my moves and leave it no time.”

“It depends on whether your moves are quicker or its growing speed quicker.”

Seeing they were about to have a fight, Rong Su instantly walked toward Yin Jinye’s room.

On seeing that, Xinyue immediately stood in his way, “Where are you going?”

“To look for our lord.” Rong Yi cried toward the room.

“No, you can’t.” Xinyue then pushed him back where he was.

Rong Yi made bow steps and threw his pricks, quick and skillful. It was some kind of swordplay everyone on spot had never seen before.

Qi Lan was forced to take a few steps back, “I have never seen such swordplay.”

“Yeah, an eye-opener for you.” Speaking of which, Rong Yi quickened his attacks.

Qi Lan found that his moves were neither chopping nor cutting, but mainly pricking, He resisted it a few times and then found a chance to break Rong Yi’s thin sword.

However, as Rong Yi had just said, the thinner his sword is, the faster it will return to its original state. Just after breaking, the sword will return to its original state again. However hard he tried, Rong Yi’s thin sword just retained in one piece.

Xinyue was surprised, “What kind of sword is that? Why could it restore its shape so quickly?”

Rong Su said, “I also want to know.”

No one didn’t want such kind magic weapon that wouldn’t break.

Rong Yi curled up his lips at Qi Lan.

Qi Lan felt that he got provoked, eyes sunk. He subconsciously generated his spiritual power and shattered the sword which was pricking at him into powder, “Now I turn it into powder. Let’s see if it can restore its shape again.”

The smile on Rong Yi’s face grew bigger, “I got plenty of them.”

Then he took out another sword, while the sword that had turned into powder was quickly restoring its shape. Then Rong Yi picked it up and started to attack using two swords.

The flexible swordplay made Qi Lan who only fought with his magical arts hard to tackle with.

Rong Yi sneered, “Without using your spiritual power, you are also really vulnerable.”

“In cultivation world, having no spiritual power but only swordplay, you are only a useless loser. Even a cultivator of Base Practicing could crush you like an ant.” Qi Lan also didn’t show mercy. Under Rong Yi’s fierce attack, he generated more and more spiritual power to fight back.

“But I think a cultivator at Mahayana Phase is just so so.” Rong Yi then took more and more swords. Finally those swords integrated into a shield.

Seeing that Qi Lan was generating more and more spiritual power, Rong Su became quite tense. if he generated a bit more, even cultivators of Base Practicing phase couldn’t take it. What made him more worried was that Rong Yi even deliberately provoked Qi Lan. Wasn’t he afraid he might get killed?

Qi Lan’s face sank, “Rong Yi, you are the first person who dares to provoke me.”