novelraw Chapter 211 : I Don’t Use a Sword, Yet I Face Six Alone
Chapter 211 : I Don’t Use a Sword, Yet I Face Six Alone
Chapter 211: I Don’t Use a Sword, Yet I Face Six Alone
A Sword Cultivator, short in stature but quite handsome, was currently being choked by Jiang Zhi.
Standing to the side, Chu Huaixu immediately understood why this Sword Cultivator was the first one subdued.
‘Among these six—four men and two women—he’s the best-looking of the men.’ He muttered inwardly.
He could easily imagine it now: on this demon-slaying expedition, the most handsome among the evil cultivators would undoubtedly be the first to suffer at the hands of this peerless killer from the Dao Gate.
Chu Huaixu even felt somewhat enlightened.
‘The more that old man used to hate me, the more it was probably just his way of acknowledging my peerless looks.’ He’d thought this way for a long time now.
With this mindset, every time Jiang Zhi irritated someone, he’d let it go in one ear and out the other, automatically filtering everything into: “Handsome, handsome, you’re so handsome!”
At this moment, Chu Yinyin was pulling Chu Huaixu’s arm. She also glanced back at the battle and frowned.
“This isn’t good—we need to move farther away!”
“There are too many powerful cultivators!”
“That one being choked by Little Martial Uncle... seems to be at the Eighth Realm too!” she said aloud.
Because of her lower cultivation, this old girl couldn’t assess someone’s strength before they made a move.
But once they acted, her sharp eyes could see it all clearly.
Chu Huaixu, however, could only think this was absolutely insane.
A dignified Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator—undoubtedly a top expert even within the Sword Sect—had been subdued by Jiang Zhi with a single move in a six-on-one fight?
‘What the hell did I just miss?!’ he regretted silently.
But honestly, even if he’d watched carefully, he wouldn’t have been able to follow the speed of these experts. He still wouldn’t know what had happened.
The only reason he could even see this scene was because that rather handsome Sword Cultivator had used some neck-related secret technique to lock down one of Jiang Zhi’s hands, which had shocked the remaining five into momentary inaction.
They hadn’t followed up with more attacks immediately, giving Chu Huaixu a rare chance to witness the scene.
What was even more bizarre was that, being choked like that and lifted by the neck, anyone else would be struggling violently.
But this Sword Cultivator didn’t move an inch, as if this Dao Gate’s Little Martial Uncle was holding up a “petrified chicken”.
“His entire flow of spiritual energy has been sealed off by Little Martial Uncle,” Chu Yinyin explained, sounding like a commentator.
She was also intentionally giving Chu Huaixu a chance to broaden his horizons.
“Is that a technique?” he asked.
“Mhm. One of Little Martial Uncle’s signature techniques, called the 【Qi-Locking Seal】.”
“So long as one identifies the opponent’s weak spot in an instant and touches it, all their spiritual energy can be sealed,” Chu Yinyin replied.
Then, the old girl added with some eagerness, “I can do it too, but it’s not very suitable for me, so I only learned the basics. Want to try it yourself?”
“Maybe now’s not the best time?” Chu Huaixu reminded her to mind the situation.
“True,” Chu Yinyin replied.
But she quickly added, “Still, this technique is actually quite suitable for you body cultivators.”
Chu Huaixu nodded in deep agreement.
Just then, Jiang Zhi’s voice suddenly transmitted to his ears.
“Since you’re interested—watch closely.”
This old man was actually in the middle of fighting six people alone, and still had the leisure to eavesdrop on their chatter?
He continued to hold that Sword Cultivator with one hand while casting the 【Qi-Locking Seal】.
The remaining five immediately seized upon this “advantage” and swarmed forward.
A flash of intense light followed.
Chu Huaixu saw nothing.
He could only hear Chu Yinyin’s commentary beside him.
“Eh? Was that the 【Six Heavens-Splitting Axes】?”
“No way—that woman named Ji-something also broke through to the Eighth Realm?”
“...”
Chu Huaixu listened on the side, but his eyes couldn’t focus in that direction at all. This level of combat was far beyond his visual threshold.
It was like an ordinary person trying to stare directly at the sun—too overwhelming to see anything clearly.
“Tenth Elder, don’t you have some way to help me see better?” he couldn’t help asking.
“Nope, nothing I can do,” Chu Yinyin replied.
In truth, there had been times even she couldn’t make out Little Martial Uncle’s moves.
But that was okay—she could just make stuff up for Chu Huaixu.
“Boom—! Boom—!”
In the next instant, Chu Huaixu only heard two thunderous crashes.
The burly man wielding an axe was the first to be sent flying.
Next was a dark-skinned woman.
According to Chu Yinyin’s earlier commentary, this man named Li Meishan had already reached the Sixth Heaven of the Eighth Realm years ago. His current strength was unknown.
But now, just like that, he had been injured?
The battle reached a brief stalemate. These members of the 【Divergent Path】 halted their attacks, allowing Chu Huaixu another rare chance to observe a still moment.
“What?! He’s still choking him?!” He was utterly speechless.
Just because the man was a bit good-looking?
Or was this what the old man meant by “watch carefully” at the 【Qi-Locking Seal】?
That poor Sword Cultivator was still firmly gripped by Jiang Zhi, hanging in mid-air.
He couldn’t move at all, but his expression constantly shifted.
From fear, to humiliation, then rage... and finally, all light vanished from his eyes.
Sword Cultivators were the proudest among cultivators.
As a rogue cultivator with swordsmanship equal to the Sword Sect’s upper echelons, his pride was sky-high.
But now, he was thoroughly crushed by Jiang Zhi.
Yet before long, Chu Yinyin and Chu Huaixu both exclaimed, “Not good!”
Because one person was missing in the distance.
Two were struck down, one was sealed—and only two were hovering mid-air.
Clearly, someone had taken advantage of the chaos and charged their way!
Their goal had always been to get their hands on the 【Origin Fragment】!
In the next instant, a gray-robed figure appeared before them.
“Han—”
Before the word “hand it over” could fully escape his mouth, a white-robed figure seemed to teleport in.
Chu Huaixu still couldn’t see Jiang Zhi’s movements at all.
He only saw that Little Martial Uncle Ancestor had positioned himself before them—and that gray-robed figure was already flying backward.
Of course, that Sword Cultivator being choked had also been dragged along.
This resulted in an awkward moment of eye contact between him and Chu Huaixu.
This rogue senior, seeing the junior staring at him, felt a fresh wave of unbearable shame ignite within.
He was probably regretting his decision to come here in the first place.
Right now, he couldn’t even close his eyes—couldn’t even escape by looking away!
Yet Jiang Zhi still had the leisure to glance at him.
Because Chu Huaixu was standing right there, both faces entered his field of vision.
With the two faces side by side, Jiang Zhi suddenly found this Eighth Realm Sword Cultivator not so unpleasant-looking after all.
Chu Huaixu’s face was just slightly more annoying.
“This 【Qi-Locking Seal】—did you manage to understand it?” he asked.
The black-robed youth could only look blank.
Understand what? What was there to understand?
Jiang Zhi looked a bit puzzled.
After all, he had taught Xu Ziqing before, and that kid had been able to grasp a few things instantly.
Chu Huaixu’s comprehension shouldn’t be inferior.
After all, he had brought a Mystic-rank Technique to full mastery in no time—a level of comprehension rare in the world.
By now, the three who had been sent flying were hovering mid-air again.
Chu Huaixu glanced at them. Li Meishan had blood at the corner of his mouth, and his left arm hung limply—clearly injured.
The dark-skinned woman had it even worse.
It looked like the left side of her chest had caved in…
One side was now distinctly lower than the other!
This clearly wasn’t from a direct physical blow—it must have been spiritual energy.
Jiang Zhi still held up his right hand, which was “restrained” by the neck, and turned his head slightly.
“Still want to fight?” he asked calmly.
As soon as the words left his mouth, the five on the opposing side exchanged glances.
In such a moment, this kind of silent exchange meant they were already wavering.
Li Meishan, holding his axe, looked deeply unwilling.
But his frustration wasn’t from defeat.
“Senior Jiang, is this the power of a cultivator who possesses Origin Power?”
“Even after your cultivation fell to the Sixth Heaven of the Eighth Realm, you didn’t even need to draw your sword, and you could still fight the six of us single-handedly!”
“Cheng Yuyan is at the Ninth Realm, so even when I sparred with him, I didn’t really feel it that clearly.”
“But now I understand—the 【Fragment of Xuanhuang Origin】 truly deserves its reputation as the greatest treasure of heaven and earth!”
Li Meishan’s frustration stemmed from the fact that he had already reached the Seventh Heaven of the Eighth Realm.
But now, it was clear he would never have strength like Jiang Zhi’s—not to mention the Ninth Realm.
All he lacked was that single Fragment of Xuanhuang Origin! Just that one peerless treasure!
Hearing this, Chu Huaixu couldn’t help but glance down at the object in his palm, his heart ablaze.
However, the very next moment—
The white-robed Dao Gate Little Martial Uncle looked toward Li Meishan from a distance and cast a casual glance.
“Origin Power?”
“I haven’t even used it,” he said flatly.