noveltune Chapter 54: Ten thousand Wraths
Chapter 54: Ten thousand Wraths
Chapter 54 - Ten thousand WrathsLiu Ping turned around and began walking toward the outskirts of the small town.
— The conversation between Eldest Senior Brother and that monster had already revealed some astonishing secrets.
But it wasn't enough.
Liu Ping's face showed a hint of regret.
If only...
If only he were still at the Divine Reflection Realm cultivation base. Things wouldn't have been so troublesome.
At that level, he had countless methods to extract the secrets of "Spirit hunter" from Eldest Senior Brother's mouth.
But now, he was limited to the Foundation Establishment perfection stage.
No matter how strong this body was, it still wasn't Divine Reflection Realm.
"Wait, almost forgot..."
Liu Ping halted, turned back, and walked into the settling mist and dust. He
The dark energy coalesced at the blade's tip, pouring into the severed wrath's head.
The wrath's head stirred, its eyes slowly opening. It gazed soullessly into the void, as if searching for something unseen.
"Is this your trump card ability?" Sword Spirit asked, its voice tinged with curiosity.
"Yes," the cultivator replied calmly. "Among the many spells I've mastered, this one is specifically designed to activate during the Golden Core Tribulation."
In the Void, the faint whispers abruptly ceased.
Invisible ripples spread outward, announcing the arrival of a Heavenly Maiden. Draped in sheer, ethereal gauze, she descended gracefully, holding a pipa cradled in her delicate hands. Her fingers danced across the strings, producing an enchanting melody that resonated through the air.
She gazed at the scene with captivating, watery eyes, her smile both alluring and dangerous.
"You dare invoke the heavenly tribulation of the Golden Core to summon me and the Myriad wraths? Young one, do you not fear having your soul utterly annihilated?"
Liu Ping stepped forward and extended a single finger, tapping gently against his blade.
A crisp, resonant clang echoed as the sound of the Heavenly Maiden's pipa abruptly shattered.
At that moment, four sharp spiritual glows burst from the Snow Shadow Blade, ascending into the sky. The glows fused together, condensing into a freezing mist that quickly gave rise to scorching flames. The clash of ice and fire produced dense fog, crackling with intermittent thunder.
The fog churned violently as bolts of lightning, serpentine and silver, erupted from within, leaping along the surface of Liu Ping's blade.
The Heavenly Maiden's expression darkened immediately.
"This is SkillBlade... you are a SkillBlade successor!" she exclaimed, hastily retracting her pipa.
Liu Ping's gaze didn't waver as he spoke:
"Call out those hiding in the void and have them assist me" Liu Ping commanded.
"Yes" the Heavenly maiden replied, lowering her eyes respectfully.
She vanished into the void, her figure quickly fading from sight.
The Sword Spirit, silent until now, finally spoke up. "Heavenly demons and Wraths typically come to devour cultivators during their Golden Core Tribulation. Why did she look at you as if she'd seen a ghost?"
"There was once a man—a master of bladesmanship—who, while undergoing his tribulation, discovered their existence. On a whim, he decided to test something" Liu Ping began, 'her' voice distant as if recalling a memory.
"What did he attempt?" Sword Spirit asked, curiosity evident in its tone.
"He resolved to kill every wrath that could interfere with a Golden Core Tribulation, hoping to determine whether others crossing their tribulations in the future would still encounter such creatures. His goal was to explore the origins of these monsters and understand their survival mechanisms" she explained, her words deliberate.
Liu Ping paused as if lost in thought, before continuing. "You're a Sword Spirit, so you should know that researching knowledge often demands a bloody price... I'll spare you the long details, but in short, after countless battles and experiments, the remaining wraths were forced to swear a Heart Blood Oath. The oath binds them: as soon as they encounter Skillbade practitioners, they must obey commands unconditionally. All they ask is for that person to refrain from killing them."
"Did that person agree to those terms?" the Sword Spirit asked.
"Not at first," he admitted, "but they kept offering large amounts of spirit stones, and it became awkward to continue refusing. Reluctantly, they agreed."
(TN: hmm.... it was himself wasn't it?)
He smiled faintly and added, "Originally, we had to wait until the Saint Realm to summon them. Thankfully, they appear during the Golden Core Tribulation. While it's just a single opportunity, it's enough to provide significant help."
After a few moments, clusters of dark shadows began to emerge from the void. Gradually, the shadows coalesced, forming an endless wall of darkness behind Liu Ping.
From within the shadows, the maiden reappeared and bowed deeply. "The Wall of the Wrath World has been established. We are ready to act at any moment," she announced.
"Conceal it" the female cultivator ordered.
"Understood." She nodded and retreated into the dark wall.
With her departure, the wall dissolved into nothingness.
Adjusting the bamboo hat on her head, the female cultivator leaped gracefully and dashed toward the forest with swift, determined strides.
She moved swiftly through the forest, her figure darting gracefully between the trees. Before long, several cultivators appeared ahead.
"It's Fairy Maiden Li!" one of them shouted.
'Fairy Maiden Li' halted, her gaze calm and assessing as she looked at the group. "Are you looking for me?"
The cultivators exchanged glances, their expressions uncertain. One of them, a male cultivator, stepped forward cautiously. "We heard that Fairy Maiden Li was injured—"
"Yes, I am injured. And?" she interrupted, her tone steady.
"Do you need our assistance?" another male cultivator offered hesitantly.
She smiled faintly, holding her sword across her chest. "How kind of you to offer. Since you're so eager to help, hand over your spirit stones. I could use them to soothe the grief in my wounded heart."
The group looked at one another, stunned into silence.
One cultivator laughed nervously. "Surely Fairy Maiden jests."
Her smile widened, though her voice turned sharp. "Who's joking? If you truly want to help, then give me the spirit stones. Otherwise, don't bother pretending to care. That false concern of yours is disgusting—it makes me want to vomit."
The group stood there awkwardly, unsure of how to respond.
Finally, one of them clenched his fists and spoke firmly. "Fairy Maiden, I've heard your swordsmanship is unparalleled. I'd like to spar with you."
Her eyes widened, disbelief flashing across her face. "Are you serious? I'm injured—I have wounds on my body—and you want to fight me? What kind of man challenges a wounded woman? How shameful."
The cultivators looked utterly embarrassed. Two of them bowed respectfully, clasping their fists in a salute before taking to the sky and leaving.
The remaining three shared a brief look before one of them, the same man who had challenged her, spoke again. "Junior Sister, it seems the sect is in chaos. No one will come to your aid now..."
"And?" she asked, tilting her head with feigned curiosity.
"Then we'll make sure you can't escape!" he shouted, signaling to his companions.
In an instant, all three charged at her, their intent clear.
Fairy Maiden Li's lips curved into a sweet smile as she whispered, her tone laced with mockery, "Very good. I do love it when people reveal their treachery so openly."