MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 8

Chapter 8 Chapter 8 Cai Ji

As the competitions progressed, even though it was just the first round of screening, the disciples from prominent families hadn’t even taken the stage yet, but the ordinary disciples were already fighting fiercely. Especially when two equally matched opponents fought, it was difficult to tell who would win.

Shen Yucheng sat in the viewing gallery. He never paid attention to these competitions in the past, but he didn’t expect to become one of the participants now. He felt the spiritual power within his body that had not yet stabilized and was annoyed that the giant beast was still constantly absorbing his spiritual power, wondering when it would stop. Fortunately, his spiritual power was profound, otherwise, let alone participate in the competition, even using his spiritual power would be a problem.

He was secretly rehearsing in his mind how to lose in a dignified manner later.

Suddenly, loud shouts came from the martial arts field, and the atmosphere was high. Li Juemu watched with concentration and said leisurely, “I didn’t expect this year’s disciples to have good qualifications. It’s so exciting even before the disciples from prominent families have taken the stage.”

Mo Yifeng’s eyes were scattered and indifferent: “Just average.”

Li Juemu immediately got angry: “Brother Mo, don’t be sarcastic. For ordinary disciples without resources, this is already very good, much better than those who rely on magical artifacts to get on the list.” He glanced at Cheng Mufei in the distance, who was bragging about himself, and sneered in his heart. Li Juemu was not a disciple of the Lingfeng Sect, but he had clashed with the Cheng family’s young master during joint training and knew that his cultivation relied entirely on magical treasures.

The two disciples on the competition field fought fiercely, and soon the result came out. The two were unable to determine the winner and both collapsed on the stage, but they were smiling.

Although it was the first round, this competition was excellent, and everyone applauded, pushing this friendship to a deeper level.

Suddenly, a mocking voice sounded: “Two wastes, why don’t you get down already? What are you pretending for!”

Shen Yucheng saw that it was that “Brother Cai” barking, putting on airs in front of a group of lackeys.

However, no one in the viewing gallery refuted for a while. Shen Yu wondered, does this person have a family fortune?

Thinking like this, he asked Li Juemu.

Li Juemu was very unhappy: “He is from the Cai Family, Xiyuan District, who do instrument and merchandise trading. They’ve grown in recent years and have a good relationship with the Cheng Family. The Cheng Family is an old customer of their family, so he’s arrogant.”

Instrument merchants are merchants who make a living by selling magical instruments. If there are instrument merchants, there will naturally be sword merchants, pill merchants, etc.

Mo Yifeng only glanced at Cai Ji and sneered: “Foundation Establishment middle stage, just an ant.”

Shen Yucheng, who was also at the Foundation Establishment stage next to him, rolled his eyes, you Nascent Soul cultivator are so aloof.

Mo Yifeng saw his expression and smiled: “Junior Brother is special.”

At this time, Fu Lingxuan announced the next competition: “Due to the tie in the previous match, the list after the next reallocation is as follows, Shen Yucheng—”

Everyone was alarmed when they heard this. Although they didn’t know Shen Yucheng’s strength, his appearance seemed to indicate that he was just a pretty face. They all wanted a piece of the reward Cheng Mufei offered. Cheng Mufei’s eyes widened when he heard Shen Yucheng’s name, wishing he could record the appearance of him being seriously injured.

“Shen Yucheng against Cai Ji, please come on stage.”

Cai Ji is the real name of that Brother Cai.

According to the original arrangement, Shen Yucheng would only meet this person in the finals, but he didn’t expect to meet him now.

Li Juemu was thrilled when he heard this, wishing he could take Shen Yucheng’s place on the stage: “Brother Shen! The opportunity has come! Beat that foul-mouthed Cai Ji up for us!”

Shen Yucheng stood up: “Okay.”

His heart rate has a baseline of 150, he won’t die so easily.

However, after hearing Li Juemu’s words, he realized that the name Cai Ji was really tailor-made for the other party.

“Brother Yucheng.” Mo Yifeng called him so seriously for the first time: “—”

The two walked to the competition field, and as soon as their feet stepped onto the stage, Shen Yucheng instantly felt stronger attention, more piercing than when he was late. He had never stood in such a place in his entire life.

“Overestimating myself.” Shen Yucheng muttered in a low voice.

Cai Ji on the opposite side came on stage with a smile, but when he heard these words, he immediately became annoyed: “What are you talking about?! You’re just a prostitute, how dare you talk to me like this!”

In just a few competitions, the rumors about Shen Yucheng among the disciples have become “that fox spirit from the brothel.”

Shen Yucheng thought, why does he have to respond even when I’m talking to myself?

Seeing that Shen Yucheng didn’t respond, Cai Ji thought that he had hit his sore spot, and his anger subsided slightly, but became even more intensified: “Don’t use your seductive techniques in the competition later.”

Cai Ji’s lackeys in the viewing gallery laughed and whistled.

Fu Lingxuan sternly warned the people outside the arena to be quiet, walked to the center of the stage, and announced the official start of the competition.

As soon as Fu Lingxuan left, Cai Ji took the lead. His eyes were full of confidence, and he held a long sword inlaid with spiritual stones in his hand. The tip of the sword had a trace of blue electric light.

When everyone saw it, exclamations rose one after another.

“Is that a natal sword? How can Cai Ji have a natal sword when he’s only at the Foundation Establishment stage?”

A natal sword is when a cultivator breaks through the Foundation Establishment stage and successfully condenses a core and can summon his spiritual sword from the spiritual sword.

Mo Yifeng said lightly: “What an instrument merchant.”

Li Juemu’s face also darkened: “This Cai Family actually forcibly summoned a natal sword.”

“I didn’t expect anyone to actually do this,” Mo Yifeng smiled meaningfully: “Forcibly summoning requires a lot of higher-quality spiritual stones and magical treasures to bind the core of a cultivator who has not reached the Golden Core stage. It looks like a Golden Core, but the essence is different.”

Cai Ji gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, and his body rushed towards Shen Yucheng like lightning. The sword light cut through the air, bringing a burst of ear-piercing whistling sounds. Every swing of the sword was accompanied by a sharp murderous aura, as if to completely crush the opponent.

Shen Yucheng calmly watched Cai Ji’s attack, his body as light as a swallow, and deftly dodging every sword.

Whether it was because of his experience in the battle at Hanji Mountain, he felt that although Cai Ji’s sword was intimidating, the speed was as slow as a snail, and the angle of attack was not as tricky as that of the ancient giant beast.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, Cai Ji roared and injected more spiritual power into his natal sword.

Several swords in a row were easily avoided, and everyone was surprised. They thought that Shen Yucheng would be defeated soon, but they had been fighting on the field for more than a quarter of an hour, and Shen Yucheng’s hair was still refreshing and his clothes were neat. On the other hand, all of Cai Ji’s attacks were like hitting soft cake, making him very anxious.

Why can’t I hit him!

According to his fantasy, he would have already knocked Shen Yucheng down and mocked him severely.

Shen Yucheng’s expression remained unchanged.

After returning from Hanji Mountain, he not only practiced the Puppet Dao techniques, but also often pulled Mo Yifeng to the closed-door stone room to summon the giant beast for practice when no one was around at midnight. Whenever this happened, Mo Yifeng would complain beside him about why he didn’t just practice with him directly.

Therefore, the giant beast’s cultivation base has been so rapidly promoted to the middle stage of the Golden Core. With daily practice, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator is no threat.

Although Shen Yucheng usually doesn’t care about trivial matters, if someone provokes him four times, he is not a pushover who can be laughed at and scolded by others.

Seeing that swordsmanship could not hurt Shen Yucheng, Cai Ji became angry and cursed in a low voice, thinking about how the disciples outside the arena would look at him: “You forced me to do this.”

Instantly, a few talismans appeared in his hand, and he threw them out fiercely.

Shen Yucheng raised his head, and Mo Yifeng’s words flashed through his mind.

“Brother Yucheng, be careful, his family is an instrument merchant.”

“Boom!” With a loud noise, the exploding talismans detonated around Shen Yucheng, and the violent explosion was deafening. Thick smoke instantly surrounded the entire competition stage, and the dense black smoke was like a thick wall, blocking the line of sight and making it impossible to see the situation in the smoke.

A high-quality exploding talisman can wipe out a group of initial-stage demon beasts, and using three of them can subdue an adult demon beast. Its effect is so obvious, and the price is directly proportional.

Li Juemu gently blocked the scattered gravel, his eyebrows slightly wrinkled: “The Cai Family really made a big investment this time.”

The exploding talismans detonated continuously in the air, and the flames shot out in all directions, like dozens of lightning bolts crisscrossing the air, bringing a strong vibration with each explosion.

The disciples outside were paying attention to the cloud of smoke. After a quarter of an hour, Shen Yucheng’s figure was still not visible.

“Could he be dead?”

“It’s hard to say. Cai Ji’s exploding talismans look different from what we usually use. There’s a high probability that they are high-quality. This thing can be used on people with varying degrees of damage.”

“Not to mention Shen Yucheng, even Golden Core cultivators would have a headache if they encountered it. In my opinion, he’s either dead or injured.”

Fu Lingxuan looked at the elders’ seats. The elders were also discussing this, obviously surprised by this approach. However, the sect leader did not give any instructions, which meant that the competition would continue.

As the power of the exploding talismans gradually dissipated, the smoke on the field still did not clear. Cai Ji stood outside the arena, laughing triumphantly: “I told you, you should do what you are supposed to do based on your status. You were so arrogant coming from a brothel. I, your young master, will teach you a lesson.”

Li Juemu was very worried: “Brother Mo, will there be any problems? Brother Shen has been inside for a long time. Even if he’s not dead, he’ll be suffocated by the smoke.”

Mo Yifeng’s expression was calm, without the slightest bit of tension: “You should worry about that Cai guy first.”

“What’s wrong with him?” Li Juemu asked in confusion.

Mo Yifeng paused slightly: “He’s about to die.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden thing suddenly stretched out from the smoke and instantly dragged Cai Ji, who was laughing outside, into it.

Before everyone could react, Cai Ji had already disappeared from view.

“What happened!”

“I saw something.”

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On the other hand, golden silk flickered with a cold light in the light and shadow. Cai Ji was caught off guard and pulled into the smoke, his neck tightly wrapped by the golden silk, making it difficult to breathe. He desperately tried to break open the bundle of golden silk with both hands, but he could only feel the golden silk getting tighter and tighter.

Shen Yucheng’s voice sounded in the smoke, cold and ruthless: “Do you want to surrender yourself, or do you want me to help you?”

Cai Ji’s eyes were full of fear, and his throat made unspeakable sounds. The restraint of the golden silk made his face paler and paler, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

He thought about summoning his natal sword, but how could Shen Yucheng give him this opportunity? A bunch of golden silk took away the magical instruments on his body.

“I don’t have much patience, so let me help you.” Shen Yucheng’s tone was flat, but his movements were merciless. The golden silk suddenly contracted, and Cai Ji’s throat let out a short wail, and then his whole body softened, like a rag doll that had been drained of its strength, and fell powerlessly to the ground.

Seeing that the time had come, Fu Lingxuan cast a formation to disperse the smoke on the field. Cai Ji was lying motionless on the ground, while Shen Yucheng was unharmed, standing in the center of the arena, coldly overlooking his powerless opponent.

“In this competition, Shen Yucheng wins.”