Myriad Daos of the Heaven

The Spiritual Snake Fruit was a very peculiar Spirit Fruit.

It grew in a Poison Pool, yet contained not a trace of poison. Instead, it held an Ancient Spirit Charm and could neutralize any poison! 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

All the poison was concentrated within the Spiritual Snake Fruit tree, while the fruit itself was formed from the tree refining the True Spirit within those toxins.

Consuming a Spiritual Snake Fruit could not only grant a person a body immune to all poisons, but it was also a treasure among Foundation Establishment Pills. Though not comparable to the Dao Spirit Flower, it was still a Spirit Fruit that would make even Grandmasters fight wildly for it.

An ancestor of the Guo Family had discovered this Spiritual Snake Fruit, marking its location on a Treasure Medicine Map. It happened to be ripening right around this time, which was why Guo Qilin had followed the map’s directions here.

He had originally planned to claim this Spiritual Snake Fruit for his own Foundation Establishment, but now someone had beaten him to it. Naturally, he was furious and, wasting no more words, commanded, "In that case, kill them all!"

These men hadn’t witnessed Jiang Jichen, Luoo Long, and Yee Youmeng slay the Tier Ten Profound Serpent. Naturally, they didn’t think a few people who hadn’t even reached the Minor Grandmaster Realm posed any threat. To them, they were just weak ants that could be crushed at will.

Wei Xiaohao shamelessly retreated behind Jiang Jichen and yelled, "You pieces of trash, I’ll let you witness the might of my three bosses! Hmph, if you dare come any closer, you’re dead men!"

Luoo Long and Yee Youmeng were both speechless at such a shameless person. Hearing his words, they could only roll their eyes in resignation.

Even though their combat power far surpassed that of other Cultivators at their level, the group before them was simply not something they could handle.

If Jiang Jichen weren’t there to draw and withstand the vast majority of the attacks, Luoo Long and Yee Youmeng wouldn’t even be able to survive a single blow, let alone fight back.

Their Cultivation Realms were too low, after all. Although they could unleash immense destructive power thanks to their Talent Bloodlines, their defenses couldn’t withstand a single strike from these men.

Jiang Jichen, however, still stood there with his eyes half-closed, remaining silent.

The medicinal power of the Water Spirit Treasure Medicine he had just swallowed was now fully dissolved. He circulated the Source Character Qi Condensing Technique, spreading the Water Spirit Power throughout his body to continuously repair his wounds.

The Water Spirit Treasure Medicine truly lived up to its name as a Holy Medicine for healing. By the time the five Innate Seventh Layer Spirit Cultivators reached him, Jiang Jichen had already finished refining the medicine, and his injuries were ninety percent healed.

In his opponents’ eyes, however, Jiang Jichen’s half-closed eyes and his silence since appearing were a blatant sign of disrespect. He was utterly ignoring their presence, treating them as if they were nothing.

"A piece of trash from the mere Innate Sixth Layer dares to be so arrogant and ignore us? Die!"

"He’s about to die. Let’s see how long he can keep up this act."

"I can smash him into a meat paste with a single palm strike!"

The five Innate Seventh Layer Minor Grandmasters were utterly enraged, their killing intent soaring. They didn’t even glance at Luoo Long or Yee Youmeng, focusing all their attacks on Jiang Jichen.

Five attacks descended upon him: a Spirit Pattern Palm Seal, crisscrossing Sword Qi, a flash of saber light, a devastating Spirit Fist, and a life-stealing mystic skill!

All of them were aimed at Jiang Jichen alone.

Yee Youmeng was the first to... retreat without the slightest hesitation, moving far away from Jiang Jichen.

Seeing her move, Luoo Long naturally followed suit. As for Wei Xiaohao, he had been the absolute first to get away from Jiang Jichen and dodge the attacks.

In truth, after spending so many days with Jiang Jichen and fighting alongside him, how could they not know his true combat strength?

By retreating now, they were actually allowing Jiang Jichen to fight without restraint. As for being worried... they were only worried for the five Innate Seventh Layer Spirit Cultivators. They offered them a silent prayer!

And just as they expected, the very moment the attacks were about to land, Jiang Jichen’s eyes snapped open.

His eyes shone like starlight, dazzling and full of spirit, overflowing with a domineering aura...

In that final moment, the last of his injuries faded away. He had returned to his peak condition.

A cold smile touched his lips. He showed no discernible Sword Technique with the Red Copper Sword in his hand, merely swinging it casually.

A point, a thrust, a flick, a slash, a cut... these were all the most basic moves in any Sword Skill, but when performed by Jiang Jichen, they possessed a natural perfection, an exquisite flawlessness.

He was like a consummate Master Swordsman; every strike was divinely inspired and utterly unpredictable.

"PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!"

Wherever the Sword Light passed, every Spirit Pattern Palm Seal, every strand of Sword Qi, every ray of Spiritual Light, every Fist Seal, and every mystic skill was annihilated, turning to nothingness, unable to get anywhere near him.

Under Jiang Jichen’s Sword Intent, the five men’s attacks were like Cloud Disappearing Rain Scattering, unable to stir up the slightest storm.

"I am arrogant because I have the power to back it up. But you? What gives you the right to say that to me?"

"Come, try and take a few of my sword strikes!"

Jiang Jichen let out an arrogant laugh. His sword hand never stopped, continuing its Sword Forms as he actively stepped forward, taking the fight to the five Innate Seventh Layer Minor Grandmasters.

His Sword Intent flowed ceaselessly, like a great river, surging and rushing like the tide.

Each strike was faster than the last. Jiang Jichen’s figure and the Sword Shadows he created became streaks of residual light, flickering through the Void. When he finally came to a stop, he was already back in his original spot.

But then... fountains of blood suddenly erupted from the bodies of the five Innate Seventh Layer Minor Grandmasters. Every single one of their meridians had been severed.

"SPURT, SPURT..."

The sound of gushing blood was incessant, and in an instant, the five were turned into Blood People.

"What... what was that Sword Skill?"

Their eyes were wide with disbelief, unable to accept even in death that the five of them, all Innate Seventh Layer Minor Grandmasters, had been utterly slaughtered by a single Innate Sixth Layer Sword Master. They’d had no chance to fight back; it was no different from a massacre.

"A Sword Skill for killing people,"

Jiang Jichen said nonchalantly, standing with his sword, exuding the air of a supreme expert.

Then, the five men collapsed, dead.

Behind him, Wei Xiaohao clapped loudly and shouted, "Yes! Fantastic! Guo Qilin, did you see how formidable my boss is? For him, wiping you out is no different from crushing an ant!"

This time, Wei Xiaohao felt completely vindicated. ’Who was it that said I was a disgrace for calling a peasant my boss? Now you see just how incredible the boss I chose is, huh?’

It was impossible to describe how smug Wei Xiaohao felt at that moment. However, Luoo Long chose this time to calmly ask, "Wei Xiaohao, you abandoned us and fled just now. How do you explain that?"

Wei Xiaohao, who had been arrogant and happy, had his expression flicker. But he immediately put on a fawning smile and said, "Brother Luoo, look, for the sake of how carefully I’ve taken care of you, can we just not mention this right now? I’m in a good mood! If you want to bring it up, at least wait until we’ve finished off these bastards. After that, whether you want to kill me or skin me alive, I, Wei Xiaohao, won’t even bat an eye!"

’To speak of running away with such self-righteousness... this guy is truly shameless,’ Luoo Long thought, pursing his lips. "We’ll talk about it later," he said.

Not far away, Guo Qilin’s expression was grim. "So you have some skill, killing a few of my useless men. You lot, go! I want to use his head as a ball!"

Jiang Jichen just gave a heroic laugh. "No need. I’ll come to you!"

As he spoke, Jiang Jichen was already soaring through the air, taking the initiative to charge straight at Guo Qilin with overwhelming force.