novelraw Chapter 167 : How Many Years Have You Been Cultivating Immortality?
Chapter 167 : How Many Years Have You Been Cultivating Immortality?
Chapter 167: How Many Years Have You Been Cultivating Immortality?
"Junior, with your talent, you will soon stand at my level. You’d better discard those naive thoughts of yours quickly!"
"As your senior, I tell you this—our pursuit of immortality is for the sake of following our hearts, for freedom and ease. To reach the level I have today, all worldly matters are but a single thought to us."
"Just a single thought."
"Abandon those childish ideas! We are people of talent and spiritual roots—why should we make ourselves miserable for the sake of the order we ourselves have set?"
Though facing Li Tianwei’s words, Su Qianhe’s expression remained calm. In his eyes, Li Tianwei was an excellent junior—able to slay Out-of-Body cultivators while still in the Golden Core Realm. He would surely one day stand on the same level as himself.
To people like them, the so-called rules and order of the cultivation world were merely frameworks crafted to aid their own Ascension.
"Is that so?"
"Since one should act according to their desires, then my desire lies in my stance. Between right and wrong—you and he are wrong, and I am right. Does that answer satisfy you?"
Li Tianwei smiled as he looked at Su Qianhe and spoke.
"Junior, I have already given you enough face by speaking this much. Do not think that just because you are exceptionally gifted, that even Out-of-Body cultivators cannot handle you, I would talk to you so calmly. It is merely for the sake of those few figures in the Sacred Land of Lingxu."
"How many years have you even cultivated immortality?"
Seeing Li Tianwei’s stubborn defiance, Su Qianhe’s face turned ashen and ugly.
As for Fei Xuzi and the others nearby, seeing Li Tianwei daring to confront a cultivator of the Union Realm so boldly, they couldn’t help but shrink back in fear.
Moreover, after hearing from Su Qianhe’s own mouth that Li Tianwei could contend with Out-of-Body cultivators, they were inwardly shocked—and at the same time relieved that they hadn’t acted rashly.
At this moment, they finally understood why Li Tianwei, a Golden Core cultivator, could become the First Disciple of the Sacred Land of Lingxu. With such talent, who could possibly deny it?
Meanwhile, the standoff between Li Tianwei and Su Qianhe had not ceased.
"Oh, so cultivation must be judged by seniority now?"
When Li Tianwei heard Su Qianhe’s words—“How many years have you been cultivating?”—he had already formed an impression of this man.
Just another pompous pretender.
"You keep talking about ‘levels’ again and again. I truly wish to see what kind of quality you actually possess."
Li Tianwei no longer intended to reason with Su Qianhe. In his view, the man was already guilty.
Just as he now stood above all others—if one could pull him down into the dust, the truth would reveal itself.
With that thought, Li Tianwei unhesitatingly unfurled the Saint Soul Banner in his hand. In an instant, countless vengeful ghosts and evil spirits howled forth, covering half the sky.
"You refuse the toast and insist on drinking the forfeit. Let me give you a lesson—this world is not yours to decide."
Seeing Li Tianwei attack, Su Qianhe felt no fear whatsoever.
The gap between the Out-of-Body Realm and the Union Realm was immense—two entirely different worlds.
Li Tianwei might be able to defeat an Out-of-Body cultivator, but to Su Qianhe, whose soul and flesh were fully merged in the Union Realm, the boy wasn’t even qualified to harm him.
Because Li Tianwei’s battle in West-Ling City had ended too swiftly, the news of him killing the Ancestor of Heavenly Blood and Yun Danzhi had yet to spread.
Thus, Su Qianhe had no idea what he was about to face.
Waving the Saint Soul Banner, Li Tianwei simultaneously formed a hand seal.
"Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, Golden Core—manifest!"
With the empowerment of the Heaven-Ending Yin Fiend, the evil spirits within the Saint Soul Banner became even more ferocious.
At the same time, under Li Tianwei’s control, his Golden Core—half core, half infant—emerged, imbued with a hundred Dao Intents.
In an instant, a terrifying aura descended, pressing upon everyone’s hearts, suffocating them as though facing the blazing sun directly.
The fissioning, surging energy of destruction erupted, intertwined with the countless Dao Intents around it.
Su Qianhe’s brow furrowed slightly. He had once heard rumors of Li Tianwei back in the Sacred Land of Lingxu, thinking them exaggerated—but now, he realized the young man had truly condensed an unprecedented Golden Core with a hundred Dao Intents.
"No wonder he could suppress Out-of-Body cultivators."
Su Qianhe couldn’t help but sigh in astonishment.
Even as Li Tianwei revealed so many formidable means, Su Qianhe still appeared calm and unruffled, not taking it seriously in the slightest.
Li Tianwei’s methods were indeed strange—but Su Qianhe himself was far stronger.
He circulated his divine soul power, and ripples appeared beside him.
Even though Jing’an City was thousands of li away from the Sacred Land of Lingxu, to Su Qianhe, it was but a thought away.
As a Union Realm cultivator, his soul and body were one; even across great distances, his divine soul could ignore such separation.
"Heavenly Net Scripture, Earth-Suspending Art!"
Su Qianhe clapped his hands together and formed a new seal.
In an instant, countless runes surged forth, densely filling the heavens and the earth, weaving together a massive curtain of pure law and power.
With this probing strike, the world itself seemed overturned.
Yet Li Tianwei’s speed surpassed his. The Golden Core shot straight toward Su Qianhe like a blazing comet.
At the same time, under the control of the Saint Soul Banner, countless evil spirits refined by Li Tianwei lunged toward Su Qianhe.
Seeing this, Su Qianhe sneered.
"Petty heretical tricks—what can a swarm of little ghosts possibly do to me?"
He didn’t even bother to defend himself against them, maintaining only his primary spell. In his mind, Li Tianwei’s only real threat was that single Golden Core.
"So that’s all."
Seeing this, Su Qianhe mentally downgraded his evaluation of Li Tianwei’s talent.
"Let me show you what true power looks like."
With that, his hand seal shifted once more.
"Heavenly Net—Annihilating Hand!"
At once, Su Qianhe reached forward. From the void, a colossal hand emerged, tearing through the clouds above.
In an instant, all of Jing’an City plunged into darkness. Day turned into night as destructive energy poured from the massive hand.
A sealing force enveloped Li Tianwei from all sides.
"Submit quietly! You are the First Disciple of the Sacred Land of Lingxu. Once you mature, you will surely surpass me—but before that, you must recognize that we are not the same as these ordinary cultivators."
After seeing Li Tianwei unleash his techniques, Su Qianhe simply stood there, assuming the young man was already captured.
He even awaited Li Tianwei’s plea for mercy.
But just then, Su Qianhe instinctively sensed a wave of death from behind him.
Realizing this, he immediately turned around.
Behind him lay the area where Li Tianwei had earlier sent forth countless evil spirits.
And among those very ghosts he had scorned—there lurked a power that made even him tremble.
"That is…"
At once, Su Qianhe found the source of that force—a face all too familiar to him.
"What—?!"
Su Qianhe’s eyes widened in shock.