Cultivation: I Have a Golden Talisman

CLANG!

The Black Dragon Cloud Light struck the Primordial Yang Ruler, letting out a clear, pleasant ring. A circle of firelight rapidly spread, sweeping across the sky and forcing the spectating Cultivators to use their Divine Techniques to block the aftershock.

Behind Mu Xuanyu, the faint image of a Flame Divine Spirit quietly appeared.

The Divine Spirit chanted an arcane incantation that echoed through the void.

Fang Cheng felt an immense force recoil against him, nearly knocking the Cloud-Riding Staff from his grasp.

He frowned, his expression turning grave as he looked toward the phantom Flame Divine Spirit behind the beautiful woman.

The Flame Divine Spirit was majestic and solemn. A circle of golden flame condensed into a wheel behind its head, the fire within automatically forming all sorts of profound, ever-changing patterns.

The Flame Wheel spun rapidly. At the edge of the Primordial Yang Ruler in the beautiful woman’s hand, a ball of intensely concentrated golden flame appeared, like a dazzling, brilliant sun. It suddenly radiated an aura of ultimate hardness and ferocity.

"Watch out, fall back! That’s the Flame God Palace’s ultimate Slaughter Technique, Fiery Sun Divine Burst!!!"

Someone recognized Mu Xuanyu’s Divine Technique and shouted for everyone nearby to retreat.

Acting on the principle of ’better safe than sorry,’ the crowd fled into the distance.

Legend had it that this Divine Technique from the Flame God Palace was incredibly difficult to master. To think they would get to see it on an occasion like this.

An extremely dangerous feeling filled everyone’s heart.

Behind the head of the Flame Divine Spirit behind Mu Xuanyu, ancient Flame Runes flashed and danced within the Flame Wheel, complementing the patterns formed by the fire.

Mu Xuanyu waved the jade ruler in her hand, and the golden fireball flew toward Fang Cheng.

A sharp glint flashed in Fang Cheng’s eyes. In that instant, he summoned a Talisman.

The Black Tortoise Heaven Stele Talisman.

This was the very Talisman Wen Qianqian had created after comprehending the Feather God Dao Pattern and combining it with the heritage of the Myriad Phenomena Immortal Sect.

The Talisman flashed and transformed into the phantom image of a giant tortoise carrying a Stone Stele, which materialized in front of Fang Cheng.

The Stone Stele on the giant tortoise’s back was covered in profound and ancient runes that seemed like imprints of the Celestial Dao itself, expounding the fundamental principles of heaven and earth.

In an instant, the golden fireball slammed into the phantom Stone Stele.

The world suddenly lost its color.

BOOM!

An incomparably scorching golden halo appeared in the sky.

The terrifyingly high temperature distorted the void within a thousand zhang, causing all sorts of bizarre illusions to appear.

Then, a violent storm of golden flames suddenly erupted in all directions.

From a distance, it looked as if a ten-zhang-wide fireball had abruptly expanded to nearly a thousand zhang!

Inside the fireball, the flames were so intense that they incinerated and melted everything.

A few of the spectating Cultivators who were too slow to dodge were caught by the flames. They let out miserable groans as their protective spiritual light flickered, and they fled with trails of fire behind them.

At the center of the fireball, the phantom of the giant tortoise and Stone Stele in front of Fang Cheng held on for several dozen breaths before suddenly shattering.

The next moment, the flames flared wildly and swept toward Fang Cheng.

At some point, Fang Cheng had put away the Black Dragon Cloud-Riding Staff. He formed a hand seal, and his figure became illusory as black and white qi emerged to swirl around him.

Immediately after, his body flickered. As if teleporting, he reappeared on the horizon at an impossibly fast speed.

The Black Tortoise Heaven Stele Talisman had bought him precious time.

By using the Yin Yang Heaven Escape Technique at full power, he had easily avoided the might of the Fiery Sun Divine Burst.

Amidst the firelight, Mu Xuanyu’s graceful and proud figure stood silently, a soft glow radiating from her body, making her look like the Flame God descending upon the mortal world.

But Fang Cheng’s figure was long gone.

After a long moment, the firelight dissipated.

The aura around Mu Xuanyu plummeted, and her face turned a little pale.

Her beautiful eyes scanned her surroundings, searching for her opponent’s tall and sturdy figure.

’Could he have been burned to ash?’

She knitted her dark brows, finding it hard to believe.

This opponent was the strongest she had faced in the last ten years; logically, he shouldn’t have perished so easily.

With her level of Spiritual Cultivation, she hadn’t even noticed any sign of Fang Cheng’s departure.

Just then, two halos of black and white light slowly bloomed behind her. A massive figure shot across the sky and appeared silently behind her.

An alarm blared in the beautiful woman’s mind. She spun around in shock, only to see a giant fist hurtling toward her face.

She hurriedly raised the Primordial Yang Ruler in her hand. The phantom of the Flame Divine Spirit reappeared behind her, but it was far less solid than before.

The fist struck the Primordial Yang Ruler heavily. An immense force surged out, suppressing the firelight around the beautiful woman. The phantom Flame Divine Spirit behind her flickered like a candle in the wind before vanishing.

It was as if the sky and earth were turned upside down. A fierce wind howled within a hundred-zhang radius, and Spiritual Qi churned like a tide. The light of the Primordial Yang Ruler in the beautiful woman’s hand faded as the fist shattered it to pieces.

The beautiful woman’s delicate body trembled violently, and her clothes suddenly tore apart, revealing her proud, snow-white form.

The next moment, her face flushed with shame and anger. With a soft cry, her body flashed with firelight and suddenly transformed into countless Fire Crows that scattered in all directions.

The Fire Crow Escape Technique.

Another supreme Divine Technique of the Flame God Palace.

Fang Cheng stood in the void, not giving chase.

He watched as the sky full of Fire Crows flew into the distance, converged, and reformed into the beautiful woman’s figure. This time, however, she was wearing a long black dress.

Fang Cheng sighed inwardly. A glittering golden rope shot out from his sleeve, but he kept it hidden.

’It seems I’ll have to use the Immortal Binding Rope to defeat this woman now.’

’Unfortunately, if I do, I can’t use the "Fierce Tiger Taoist" alias anymore. And as a True Disciple of the Yinluo Sect, getting involved in the conflict between the Immortal City and the Flame God Palace might not be a good thing.’

Thus, he hesitated for a moment.

Just then, Mu Xuanyu spoke up. "I concede this battle."

Fang Cheng looked at her in surprise.

Mu Xuanyu looked at Fang Cheng as if he were a monster. "Your Magical Power is profound, far surpassing that of an ordinary Early-stage Life Talisman Cultivator. Even I am no match. I never expected the Immortal City could invite such a powerful helper."

Fang Cheng remained noncommittal and said nothing.

Mu Xuanyu gave him a deep look and added, "You are not a Cultivator from our Yun Country, are you? Might I ask for your name?"

Fang Cheng gave a faint smile. "What, you want my name so you can get revenge on me later?"

Mu Xuanyu replied proudly, "You underestimate my Flame God Palace. Victory and defeat are common in battle. Since I have conceded, I accept my loss wholeheartedly. I just don’t want to have lost to a nameless person."

Fang Cheng said leisurely, "You burned my clothes, and I shattered your dress. Why don’t you just call me the ’Undressing Madman’?"

Mu Xuanyu glared at him, said no more, and turned back to Qi Xuanyi’s side. After whispering a few words, the two of them departed into the distance, vanishing over the horizon in the blink of an eye.

In the end, this battle concluded with a victory for the Immortal City.

At this moment, the crowd of spectating Cultivators gazed at the giant, Divine Demon-like figure in the sky. Feelings of excitement, curiosity, reverence, fear, and awe swelled in their hearts, but they all remained silent, simply watching from afar.

Seeing Fang Cheng’s current terrifying physique, both Cen San Niang and Shopkeeper Tang felt something strange.

’No wonder he’s so powerful...’

’With such a huge and terrifying body, if he ever decided to get playful, how could I possibly handle it?’

Of course, more than anything, the two women felt a sense of being conquered.

His power, his dominance, his way of sweeping aside powerful enemies and being utterly invincible—it had truly shaken them to the core.

To be able to enjoy the pleasures of the flesh with such an expert was truly a joy and a blessing in life.

They couldn’t help but feel a little smug.

Cen San Niang urged her Cloud Beast over to Fang Cheng’s side and guided him into the Gang Clouds.

Fang Cheng shrank back to his normal size, changed into a long robe, and silently sat down to meditate and restore his Magical Power.

Cen San Niang, meanwhile, arranged for her Guests to negotiate with the Qiao Family Cultivators on the pleasure barge below, to take control of the vessel and retrieve the women from the Jing Family.

The Qiao Family now had only one Life Talisman Cultivator and a dozen or so Sensing Realm cultivators left. Seeing the Elder from the Flame God Palace concede and leave, they didn’t dare cause any more trouble and could only cooperate obediently.

The surrounding crowd of Cultivators also gradually dispersed. For a time, discussion was rife about the identity of the Cultivator invited by the Immortal City’s Third Young Master, and all sorts of speculation sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

Some Cultivators from the Immortal City recognized Fang Cheng as the Fierce Tiger Taoist who had taken the stage at the Third Young Master’s Mansion back then, and the news spread like wildfire.

But whether the Fierce Tiger Taoist was truly a Loose Cultivator became another mystery that puzzled everyone.

Although it wasn’t unheard of for such astonishingly talented individuals to appear among Loose Cultivators, people were more inclined to believe that this Fierce Tiger Taoist was an Elder from an Immortal Sect in another Cultivation Country, outside of Yun Country.

None of this had anything to do with Fang Cheng.

After the battle ended, he returned to the Celestial Light Cloud Shadow Tower in the marketplace, accompanied by Cen San Niang.

As was his custom, after a big fight, he had to soak in a hot spring to relax.

This time, he was attended by Third Lady and Shopkeeper Tang. The two women were not well-versed in this art and needed him to teach them properly.

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