Chapter 291: Intense Clash
Chu Feng had long known what the old man was thinking. He hadn't wanted to get involved.
However, this advancement technique would be a great help to him, so he had to get his hands on it.
"Alright, cut the life-and-death dramatics. Give me the advancement technique, and I'll take care of things today."
"Good! Hahaha, you kid! I knew you'd agree. You're truly worthy of being from the Chu Family!" Chu Tianshan laughed, overjoyed.
Time quickly passed, and soon it was after ten o'clock at night.
At that moment, a figure appeared outside Wangyue Tower. The man wore a robe that completely concealed his body.
He walked in and stood his ground. "Chu Tianshan," the robed man said, "three Cultivation Spirit Stones, and I will no longer meddle in the Chu Family's affairs."
In this day and age, the Human Martial Arts Peak Realm was actually quite low—only the Core Formation Realm.
Back in the era of the Heaven-Slaying Sword Emperor, the peak of human martial arts was the Nascent Soul Realm.
The crucial point was that in this era, even to reach the Core Formation Realm, one had to be at least seventy or eighty years old, and most were over ninety.
A right bunch of old geezers.
Therefore, for someone Chu Feng's age to have reached the Core Formation Realm was absolutely astonishing.
This was also why Chu Tianshan had been so ecstatic upon learning of Chu Feng's cultivation realm.
"It is a rare honor to be graced by a senior from the Lingyin Sect," Chu Tianshan said. "I, Chu Tianshan, greet you, Senior. However, I do not have any Cultivation Spirit Stones."
"Chu Tianshan, I'll ask you one last time: do you have them or not? Think carefully before you answer," the man said.
"I do not. Though you may be at the Human Martial Arts Peak Realm, Senior, so am I. Why should I be afraid of you?" Chu Tianshan said with a confident smile.
The Lingyin Sect was actually quite large. Much like the assassins of old, its members were exceptionally skilled in the arts of assassination and concealment, typically killing without a trace.
As a result, almost no one dared to provoke the Sect.
"Heh. You? At the Human Martial Arts Peak Realm? How laughable," the man sneered.
"What do you mean by that!" Chu Tianshan shot to his feet, his composure starting to crack.
'Chu Feng was right. My bluff was actually seen through.'
"The Chu Family and my Lingyin Sect have no deep-seated grudge," the man said again, his voice turning icy. "Two Cultivation Spirit Stones, and this matter is over. Otherwise, don't say I didn't warn you."
"In your dreams! I don't have them!" Chu Tianshan refused outright, not about to humor him.
'After all, Chu Feng has already agreed to help, so what the hell do I have to be afraid of? Chu Feng is my trump card.'
"Since you're courting death, don't blame me for what happens next," the man said with a cold glare. The next moment, his body vanished.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, dumbfounded, wondering where the man had gone.
But in Chu Feng's eyes, the man's movements were perfectly clear.
"If it looks like I can't beat him, you need to step in immediately," Chu Tianshan said to Chu Feng as he rushed out.
Chu Feng was exasperated. 'This guy is supposed to be an ancestor of the Chu Family, for crying out loud. Does he really have so little confidence?'
A battle at this level was bound to be terrifying.
So, as the two began to fight, Chu Wuji quickly ordered the Chu Family disciples to flee the area.
They had no choice but to leave; if they were caught in the shockwaves, death was certain.
Soon, all the ordinary disciples of the Chu Family had left, leaving only Chu Wuji and a few Elders.
Just then, the man from the Lingyin Sect spoke abruptly, "I'm also quite interested in that Secret Technique you used to boost your strength."
After speaking, the man produced a pair of scimitars. They looked incredibly sharp, their edges gleaming with a cold light.
"Hand it over now, and you might still have a chance. Otherwise, don't regret it!" the man said.
But Chu Tianshan paid him no mind.
"Enough with the useless talk! If you want to fight, then let's fight!" Chu Tianshan lifted his longsword and charged into battle.
CLANG! CLANG!
As the two fought, the longsword and scimitars clashed, producing a crisp, metallic ring.
"Heh, you have some skill after all," the opponent continued to sneer, seemingly unconcerned by Chu Tianshan's attacks.
The two quickly closed in, fighting at close quarters. Both were decisive, every strike aimed for a vital point.
At their level, their combat prowess was far beyond what an ordinary Cultivator could imagine.
Outside Wangyue Tower, everyone heard the crisp sound of blades clashing. They were all shocked, able to do nothing but watch from a great distance.
However, everyone could tell that Chu Tianshan seemed to be slightly weaker.
Although they could only make out their silhouettes, they could roughly guess what was happening.
"Patriarch, it seems the Ancestor is being overpowered," one of the Elders said, his expression grim.
"Yes. The Ancestor only just advanced to this realm, so his foundation is somewhat unstable. He's certainly no match for people like this, who reached this realm long ago. But let's wait and see," Chu Wuji replied.
In reality, only he and Chu Feng knew that Chu Tianshan hadn't broken through at all.
He was also confused, because this wasn't going according to their plan.