Cultivating Immortality Begins with Acting as a Girl Chapter 169

Song Ling’s expression remained unchanged, still maintaining the spiritual power intensity he had used yesterday to defeat the slightly chubby young man. He formed a seal with both hands, and a water curtain shield condensed, blocking Le Ziren’s charging spear.

“Bang!”

The water curtain shield, which had been indestructible yesterday, shattered in less than half a breath under the attack of the spear magical artifact.

“It’s useless! No matter how exquisite Your Highness’s pseudo-arts are, they can’t be a match for a magical artifact!” Le Ziren shouted, redirecting his spear from the right, sweeping it horizontally towards Song Ling’s waist.

Song Ling’s eyes narrowed slightly. The power of a magical artifact was indeed formidable. With Le Ziren’s mere Qi Nurturing stage strength, he could unleash such power.

If he didn’t have a magical artifact, he would at least need to use the power of the third layer of Qi Refinement to defeat the opponent with pseudo-arts alone.

Fortunately, he didn’t have to do that.

The next moment, Song Ling erupted with a spiritual power fluctuation no less than Le Ziren’s peak Qi Nurturing stage. He raised his left arm, and spiritual power surged into the “Qionghua Purple Jade Bracelet” on his wrist.

In an instant, a faint purple light flowed around the bracelet, as if qionghua flowers, newly bloomed in spring, were gently swaying on its surface. With a thought from Song Ling, circles of purple spiritual power ripples spread out from the “Qionghua Purple Jade Bracelet,” resonating with the surrounding air to form a translucent purple shield, firmly protecting him.

Le Ziren’s spear, carrying a whistling wind, slammed heavily against the purple shield, but it was like hitting an invisible wall, emitting a crisp “clang” sound. The spear’s offensive was completely blocked, unable to advance further.

“What?!”

Le Ziren’s eyes widened in disbelief.

What shocked him was naturally not that Song Ling also possessed a magical artifact, but that Song Ling’s cultivation was actually almost identical to his own!

The reason he could reach this point in just three months was because his master provided him with Dust Refining Powder, coupled with his relentless efforts day and night to improve his cultivation. But what about the other party?

The other party had clearly spent a lot of energy cultivating pseudo-arts, so why was their cultivation still the same as his?!

Was this reasonable?

Taking advantage of Le Ziren’s momentary distraction, Song Ling, with a thought, retracted the Qionghua Purple Jade Bracelet’s shield and instead activated its offensive ability.

Song Ling raised his left hand and lightly pointed his index finger into the air. The “Qionghua Purple Jade Bracelet” wrapped around his wrist suddenly burst forth with a dazzling light. Illusory purple qionghua flowers bloomed in the air, and then, as if endowed with life, they all swirled around Le Ziren. Then, they suddenly accelerated, transforming into streaks of purple light, shooting towards Le Ziren with sharp whooshing sounds.

Seeing this, Le Ziren finally recovered from his shock. He dared not be careless and quickly activated the spiritual power within his body. His spear danced, forming an impenetrable screen of light, attempting to block Song Ling’s sudden counterattack.

However, those purple qionghua flowers seemed to possess sentience, moving flexibly through the spear shadows, sometimes dispersing, sometimes converging. Each touch stirred up ripples of spiritual power, making Le Ziren’s defense increasingly difficult.

Le Ziren’s face gradually darkened. Controlling a magical artifact with his current cultivation was still too strenuous. Every breath required a large consumption of spiritual power. He had originally thought he could finish the battle quickly, but he never expected…

“I can’t let this go on!”

Le Ziren abruptly retracted his spear and retreated swiftly. At the same time, his spear drew a brilliant trajectory in the air, aiming directly at Song Ling’s vital point, forcing him to defend!

With this strike, he gathered all his spiritual power, striving to break the current stalemate.

However, Song Ling seemed to have anticipated it. With a light flash of his figure, he easily evaded the fatal blow.

Meanwhile, the purple qionghua flowers did not stop due to their master’s temporary evasion. They drew graceful arcs in the air, continuing to pursue Le Ziren, like a tireless group of hunters.

Le Ziren, with his full-power strike, had left himself wide open and was no longer able to defend. In just a few moments, dozens of wounds appeared on his body.

Blood stained Le Ziren’s clothes. He staggered a few steps, barely able to stand, his eyes filled with unwillingness and helplessness. He had never imagined that he would be defeated so miserably, especially in front of an opponent he had originally thought he could easily defeat.

“I… surrender!”

As his words fell, the illusory purple qionghua flowers around him suddenly paused, then all dissipated.

Song Ling lowered his arm, and the light surrounding the “Qionghua Purple Jade Bracelet” on his wrist gradually receded, finally returning to calm.

So far, the highest cultivation he had displayed was only at the peak of the Qi Nurturing stage, the same as Le Ziren. If he had truly gone all out, Le Ziren would have been instantly killed in one encounter, with no possibility of a prolonged fight or entanglement.

But even so, his top-grade Innate Qi and the Limit-Breaking “Ripple Water Zen” were enough to easily suppress fellow cultivators of his generation.

“Princess Zhaoming, I apologize for my previous arrogant words.”

Le Ziren lowered his head, his tone sincere with a hint of undetectable reverence.

Compared to the spectators, he, who was in the thick of it, could feel the opponent’s power more acutely. Although both were at the peak of the Qi Nurturing stage, the opponent’s spiritual power seemed inexhaustible, with an endless stream of attacks.

Song Ling nodded slightly, “You are seriously injured. I will heal you.”

With that, Song Ling slowly stepped forward, casting Clear Ripple Healing. A gentle green light, like a trickling stream, covered Le Ziren’s wounds.

“Thank you… Your Highness.”

Le Ziren looked at Song Ling, who was close at hand, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

And at this moment, the audience erupted in an unprecedentedly enthusiastic discussion.

“Too strong, truly too strong! It’s incredible that someone can actually manage to cultivate both pseudo-arts and cultivation in just three months!”

“Is this what a true genius is? I admit I was short-sighted and narrow-minded.”

“It’s more than that. You know, controlling a magical artifact at the Qi Nurturing stage is like a child wielding a sledgehammer; it requires extremely high demands on spiritual power control. Although Le Ziren performed well in this duel, he was far inferior to Princess Zhaoming, wasting a lot of spiritual power that shouldn’t have been wasted.”

“Yes, it’s a shame I entered the sect so many years before her. If we were to suppress our cultivation to the same level, I really wouldn’t be confident of defeating her.”

“You noticed her power, but I noticed her beauty. The young lady’s figure is slender, and purple qionghua flowers dance as she raises her hand. It’s absolutely my aesthetic! I’ve decided, from now on, I’m Princess Zhaoming’s number one fan!”

“Get out of here! I’m her number one fan!”

Somewhere in the audience, Yue Yaojie was full of excitement. Even his second senior sister, Ji Yuxi, looked at Song Ling with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

On the high platform, at the Elder’s seats.

Bai Yafu stood up, tightly gripping the railing, her face full of smiles.

Her good disciple had truly given her a surprise.

In contrast, Elder He, sitting on the other side, had a face as gloomy as water.

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I’m curious, are you all students or working professionals?