《Eternal Sacred King》Chapter 131: Not Even at Foundation Establishment!
Advertisement
Feng Haoyu was long already at Perfected Qi Condensation and could naturally advance to Foundation Establishment realm at any moment.
However, he had not expected that he would make a breakthrough during his fight against Su Zimo.
It seemed a little hasty.
If it was anyone else, they might fail in their advancement to Foundation Establishment. However, Feng Haoyu was different. In terms of endowment or spirit root, he was the creme of the crop.
Even though he was already injured, he had the confidence of reaching Foundation Establishment realm in one fell swoop after consuming the Qi Rejuvenation and Foundation Establishment Elixirs!
As the five peak masters argued, the medicinal essence of the Foundation Establishment Elixir coursed through Feng Haoyu’s body and surged into his dantian.
Inside, his sea of qi rumbled and spewed continuously.
Through the power of the medicinal essence coupled with Feng Haoyu’s control, the vast sea of qi began to coagulate to the middle!
The sea of qi was shrinking within his body.
However, the aura it emitted was even more terrifying.
The difference between Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment was a huge leap.
In the path of cultivation, every crossing of a realm would bring about a significant change to one’s strength.
This was the reason why things like defeating an opponent of different levels was mostly only possible within the same realm. When the difference is a realm apart, it was difficult to take down an opponent.
That was also the reason why cultivators would have a change in title after a breakthrough in realm.
Cultivators at Qi Condensation realm were called Qi Refinement Warriors.
As for Foundation Establishment cultivators, they were called Cultivator Warriors.
At the Golden Core realm, one could gain the title of a Perfected being!
From Qi Condensation to Foundation Establishment, the spirit qi in the dantian would undergo a change in quality. Instead of qi, it would be transformed to a liquid state.
With that, the strength one possessed would be purer, more solidified and powerful.
Using that was a basis, one could then learn and unleash the various types of power spirit arts in the cultivation world.
Advertisement
Right now, that transformation was happening within Feng Haoyu’s body.
No matter how much the five peak masters argued, they were still rational towards this matter as none of them interrupted Feng Haoyu’s breakthrough process.
After all, Feng Haoyu’s cultivation path may very well be crippled if he were to fail his Foundation Establishment breakthrough.
That would imply the loss of a great genius.
Standing in the spirit arena, Su Zimo did not make a move as well while he watched everything unfold.
Everyone present was not fools. To be fair, if it was a life and death battle, Feng Haoyu would have already lost here.
Which opponent would give their enemies a chance to break through?
They would seize the opportunity and kill them on the spot!
However, to everyone’s bewilderment, Su Zimo was still extremely calm as though he was looking at something completely unrelated to him.
An unknown period of time passed.
The vast sea of qi within Feng Haoyu’s dantian disappeared, transforming into a drop of liquid. An even more terrifying aura spread out slowly, rippling through the crowd.
From its size, that drop of spirit liquid was small. However, in terms of power, it was many times larger than the sea of qi!
Feng Haoyu let out a long sigh. By the time he walked back into the spirit arena, he had gone through a complete transformation – his aura was incomparably sharp with a torrential fighting spirit!
Smiling, Feng Haoyu asked, “Su Zimo, you don’t have much spirit qi left in you after controlling those six flying swords, right?”
Su Zimo did not reply and merely looked at Feng Haoyu silently.
On the other side, Wen Xuan and the disheveled old man were still arguing nonstop.
The fight between Su Zimo and Feng Haoyu had become a battle between the two peaks.
To Wen Xuan, it no longer mattered if the fight was unfair to Su Zimo. Feng Haoyu was a disciple of Spirit Peak and this year’s number one to boot.
He must not lose!
What Wen Xuan did not realize was that his attitude provoked the injustice in Su Zimo’s heart.
Advertisement
‘Since you want to let Feng Haoyu win, very well. I’ll have him lose!’
‘Not just a loss. I’ll have him suffer a complete defeat!’
Feng Haoyu waved his sleeves and his flying sword that had fallen nearby turned into a stream of light, returning to his side.
The mere act of summoning his flying sword left many disciples’ hearts palpitating.
It was too fast!
Now that he was a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, Feng Haoyu’s sword kinesis speed was more than twice as fast!
Coupled with the support of his wind attribute alongside the sect’s secret skill, Ethereal Sword, which Qi Refinement Warrior could defend against Feng Haoyu’s next attack?
Defending aside, they may not even be able to dodge it!
The disheveled old man laughed coldly. No longer arguing with Wen Xuan, he declared loudly, “Su Zimo, let’s not fight anymore! Since he wants the victory to be in Spirit Peak’s name, so be it! It doesn’t matter. Everyone knows who won or lost!”
With that, the disheveled old man left his seat and walked towards the spirit arena while remarking, “What an eye-opener. A Foundation Establishment Cultivator actually has the cheek to fight against a Qi Refinement Warrior. Some people truly know no shame.”
Wen Xuan’s expression turned ugly.
If Su Zimo had admitted defeat, he wouldn’t have forced the fight to continue.
When Feng Haoyu heard the disheveled old man’s words, his cheeks burned with shame as well.
Suddenly, Su Zimo laughed and asked, “Master, it’s already embarrassing enough for Foundation Establishment Cultivators to pick a fight against Qi Refinement Warriors. But, wouldn’t it be even more embarrassing if they lose?”
“Hmm?”
The disheveled old man froze for a moment and paused in his tracks – he did not understand what Su Zimo meant.
Su Zimo clenched his fists. His eyes shone brightly as he declared loud and clear, “Feng Haoyu, let me tell you. Even at Foundation Establishment, you can’t beat me!”
“Such arrogant words. Prepare to die!”
A trace of ruthlessness flashed through Feng Haoyu’s eyes. Conjuring a sword art in both hands, he hollered as his flying sword suddenly burst forth, leaving shadows in its wake.
The sword qi was like ice that sent shivers down one’s spine!
“Ah!”
A wave of shock and astonishment could be heard from the crowd.
That strike was way too fast!
Everyone had merely felt a flash before their eyes and the flying sword had already pierced right in front of Su Zimo.
But the next moment, everyone’s exclamation stopped!
The disciples of the five peaks discovered in shock that out of nowhere, Su Zimo had disappeared from where he was too!
“Bang!”
Suddenly, a loud bang echoed from the spirit arena. A footprint appeared where Su Zimo was originally standing, shattering the surrounding stone slabs and leaving a spiderweb-like crack.
Everyone focused their attention.
In midair, a green shadow burst towards Feng Haoyu with lightning speed.
A crisp sound rang out as the flying sword crossed with that shadow.
If the sword had pierced Su Zimo, it would definitely flash with a bloody glow.
However, there were no traces of blood on the spirit arena.
He had dodged it?
Su Zimo had actually managed to dodge an attack of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator using the sect’s secret skill!
But, what was that crisp sound earlier on?
The disciples of the five peaks below were unable to see clearly because the flying sword was too fast and Su Zimo’s intercrossing with it merely lasted a split second.
However, the five peak masters saw everything clearly.
The moment Feng Haoyu struck with his sword, Su Zimo left his original position and charged towards the incoming sword!
Right as the sword was about to stab him, Su Zimo suddenly made an extremely strange dodge in midair and barely avoided the flying sword.
It was a mere centimeter gap!
As for the crisp sound, it was because the flying sword had struck Su Zimo’s sect badge on his waist.
Advertisement
- In Serial12 Chapters
The City of the Dragon Twisted
. 🐉 . The City of The Forever-Peace witnesses a pale young Buddhist Monk fighting his fearful thoughts of whether to cross the borders to Nepal and India against the death penalty. Why would that matter? In that September Autumn night of circa A.D.655, Emperor Táme’ Tie’-Zeon has been ruling an empire spanning 13,000 miles from the East to as far as the Baikal Sea in the Western Regions bordering the Middle East kingdom and the Rome Empire. Meanwhile, news has traveled that his Dharma-Son, Pan G. Monk faces an incredible Guillotine Execution that will chop off his waist in halves. The Empress Wǔl Zénder-Tan’ couldn't be careless. Why would that matter to the imperial family? Monks are just officials with equal vicarious duties and privileges. She would then spare her resourceful energy to maintain the fruitful relationship intertwining The Grand-Khan Jurchen-Warlords Clans in the North-East Desert in attempts to affirm her fate as the first and only female-Emperor, in the Medieval Ages of the Great City of the Dragon. Whereas The Abbot Master Xend'-Zeon of the Jade-Lotus Temple faces factions of religious politics. Particularly in the present, the Empress needed to manipulate the Master’s reputation to desperately seek life and/or the after-life merits. She decreed to be addressed as The Old Buddha Grand Father. The Master has had ideals of service to sentient beings since he was young. He could have traveled the Silk Road to the Far West entrance-point bypassing the five beacons as shortcuts save that he lacks the pertinent travel documents. Instead, he chose to cross the 800-mile овь-Gobi Desert that is as vast as the Baikal Sea, on foot. A route that is impossible in the history of the Buddha dharma. His heart never withers to support the mage of the red lotus that promises the Enlightenment of the Buddha-Land. Except that no one has ever endured the latitude of the heat. The pain. Alive, out of the desert sea. But he is also vulnerable to recognize the un-staticity of The Truth, The Truth itself, and the truth of seeking passion and mission for compassion in humankind. The mind and body reciting The Sūtra and The Heart, A phenomenon they knew better as if souls in chemical layers of their physique. Realizing enhanced mind training attaining controlling powers of life and death. Realizing the transformation of the unbearable pains and grievances he thought possible. . 2 . 🐉 . Meanwhile, dreams have been watching him to open The Third Eye, at The City's Amethyst-Jade Palace of the Second Emperor, Third Emperor, and Fourth Empress. Old Monks at The Nālandā Temple at the Far West Buddha Land; Householders Masters and Kings of the Jeek’-Foot Mountains of The City of the Naga-Dragon Twisted; in the Far West of The City of the Ever-Peace witness adventures of The Master. Lives at brinks of suicidal choices slaughtering ordeals. Who have inadvertently neglected the Master's karmic inflictions that would paradoxically affirm in a point of Near-Death Experiences; The Two-Profound-Reflective presented upon attaining The Deep-Active-Meditatitive Flow of Equanimity Samādhi. Eventually, The Seer Consciousness sees the Active Heart that is replete with The Latent Unconditional Love, Compassion And Empathy; that had been so close to us that we could not see it; as if one cannot see her own face. . 3 . 🐉 . Meanwhile also, the Imperial Criminal Affairs Clerk Ewen Hawk-Jean suffers too much seeking possession of desires and relief from a certain situation. Pan G., the Assistant Dharma-Translator to the Abbott Master Xend'-zeon has voluntarily or otherwise fallen into the supposed conspiracy or plain indifference. The imperial family's agenda of the Imperial Family of The Fang’-Chucks of course longs for a waist cut in halves not simply as souvenirs. Awaiting the Abbot Master is to come out from the disturbance. Incredibly transformative factors of the Mind-Transcendence-Samadhi are profoundly desired to spare the Monk Pan G. from the Post-Autumn Guillotine Execution that will chop off his waist in halves...... …But why would it matter to You?
8 75 - In Serial32 Chapters
Truck-kun Gets Sacrificed
Driscoll is my own version of a world with a game-like "system" of endless possibilities. MC has his own status, classes, skills, magic, and a living greatswordstaff in a world of monsters, demi-humans of all kinds, and even the supernatural. Sound good? Well, at first for Tru, it was a dream come true(I'm sorry). At least until reality hits him again and again. His quest from God is vague and must be discovered by him along the way. Hopefully, he can figure that out someday but for now, this new world's threats and his potential for power are motivation aplenty. With His new partner by his side, he's ready to embark on his mission of infinite sacrifice, however many lives it takes. The setting is pretty standard for fantasy, with my beginner attempts at writing. Litrpg elements are definitely involved here but It'll calm down as the story progresses and the world's foundation is laid. Judeo/Christian themes and principles take a major role and will be a backbone for much of the story. The fights will paint a picture in the mind rather than just be a bunch of number crunching. While he is meant to be a sacrifice to save all of Driscoll, he needs to gain enough power and influence to be a worthwhile sacrifice, or so he thinks. And so carnage will ensue as he avoids death as best he can while at the same time sacking himself for others. Truck Coon is your average determined, jiu-jitsu practitioner, tax associate that just started his new career. He dies to save kids from a semi-truck(Truck Coon got truck-kun'd, making him Truck-kun) and is transported to another world rather conventionally by God. Upon his arrival, he is quickly confronted with his first conflicts in the wild. Give it a shot and let me know what you think. Chapters are currently between 2300 and 4000 words and I try to post weekly, but also deal with severe limitations that cause late posts often. I have zero actual experience with writing stories and only recently started reading web novels in 2020. If you end up hating it, let me know your thoughts in a detailed comment or review, especially if you love it though :D I want to get better and welcome the feedback, so expect changes to be made with any flaws that y'all point out which I don't already have plans to address in future chapters. That being said, keep it constructive in nature, please. I have no Idea how the formatting and such will go, so if you like or dislike some techniques I try, give me that well-appreciated feedback! Thank you for reading.
8 544 - In Serial17 Chapters
The Entertainment of the Galaxy
Jensen has grown up knowing of his superiority to others. In all aspects, he was unrivaled. This led him to grow up with an incredibly narcisisstic personality. Unfulfilled in life, Jensen begins to seek excitement in a life of crime. While holding a robbery, Jensen is sucked into a vortex, only to awaken in a crowd of people looking toward a shadowed figure. Will Jensen finally find excitement in the challenge before him?
8 429 - In Serial53 Chapters
Limampu't Dalawang tula para kay Bella
" Nais kong idaan na lamang sa tula ang aking gustong sabihin sa iyo dahil hindi ko kaya na sabihin ito sa iyo ng personal.''
8 250 - In Serial16 Chapters
Anime Imagines
Imagines of characters from my favorite animes. Characters are not mine but the plot is :)) no requestsDang I didn't think I'd upload this
8 145 - In Serial46 Chapters
she could write it down on her journal but she wants you to read it
sometimes it's personal. || Copyright©2015-All Rights Reserved
8 195

