novelraw Chapter 571: Spells! How Do You Have Spells? I’ll Bet My Life Against Yours!
Chapter 571: Spells! How Do You Have Spells? I’ll Bet My Life Against Yours!
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As a result, the current situation told them that the thing they had pursued their entire lives was already in someone else’s hands at the Second Restriction!
And what’s worse, it actually worked!!
How could this not push people to lose control?
It is not scarcity they fear, but unfairness!!!
The heavens are unjust!!
Jealousy can warp a person’s face beyond recognition.
Greed swelled slowly in the hearts of the Yellow Heaven Sect emissaries!!
They had to seize his spells!!
Spells usable at Second Restriction!Something that had never appeared before.
They must obtain it, at all costs!!
At this moment, the way he looked at Lu Ding was hot, covetous.
When Lu Ding heard those words,
a chill prickled his chest.
This was the first time anyone had shouted the word “spells.”
As for why he could use them...
By normal logic, he shouldn’t be able to.
After all, he did not meet that cultivation prerequisite.
But these spells weren’t learned by him;
they were given by a golden finger.
In plain terms, this was another kind of innate knowing!
Why shouldn’t he be able to use them!?
Did these people think they could see his “effort and sweat” just by looking?
Lu Ding sat on his throne, looking down at the man from above.
His disdainful, arrogant gaze thoroughly stabbed at the Yellow Heaven Sect emissary’s pride.
No matter what Lu Ding’s expression actually meant,
he read his own interpretation into it.
“You want me to tell you? As if you deserve it.”
“You trash, never seen spells before? You poor peasant.”
“Ha ha ha ha ha ha...”
The man ripped off his clothing, locking eyes with Lu Ding.
He pointed at him: “I’ll bet my life with you!!!!”
“If you lose, the spells belong to me and I spare your life;
if I lose, cut off my head and take my hands!!!”
As he spoke, the man clasped his hands and bowed;
the giant tree behind him made the scene even stranger—roots floated out, sinking into the man’s flesh and continuously channeling power into him!
“Yellow Heaven Sect, Yi Qing Covers the Heavens, Taogu!!!!”
Yellow Heaven Sect?
Lu Ding caught the important name. This was an evil cult similar to the Tianli Sect of the third circle, but even more vicious in nature.
A surprise today?
An unexpected gain.
His gaze landed on the man’s clasped-bow...
That move?
Lu Ding sneered: “You think you deserve it!?”
He raised his hand and grabbed, directly using a no-windup forced seize—Corpse-Roasting Execution.
A bronze shrine burned with charcoal fire, erupting from the ground;
the forced-grab effect immediately seized Taogu, binding him to a bronze pillar to be burned.
Sizzling sounds rose.
Flesh seared and curled.
“You have no martial ethics!!!!”
Taogu yelled at Lu Ding, refusing to return the bowing courtesy!
This was the highest respect enemies could give each other in jianghu.
But Lu Ding didn’t like to give courtesy to such wicked cultists and monsters;
they didn’t deserve ritual or manners.
They only deserved death!
The divine tree trembled;
roots embedded in Taogu’s flesh increased their charging intensity,
pouring endless power into him.
He struggled fiercely, and every binding chain on his body shattered one by one, forcibly breaking the seize mechanism of Corpse-Roasting Execution.
Truth be told, third-circle strength did have some power.
Lu Ding remained seated on his throne;
his words obeyed law, his mouth held celestial decree: “Seal!”
Snake-Pit Toad Well closed, confining the struggling Taogu within.
On the well walls the toad mouths opened wide;
gorgeous venomous snakes surged out, tearing and injecting poison into Taogu.
“You’re an extremist of an evil cult, vile in your deeds—do you deserve my courtesy?!”
Pain drove him to scream: “Rooster Sun, why are you just standing there!!!!!”
“Attack!! I can’t struggle my way out by myself!!!”
“If I die, do you think you alone can beat him!?”
Old Chicken Woman angrily flicked her feathered cape;
a cold gleam attached to it—this wasn’t just a shawl, it was a talismanic blade forged from her own feathers.
“Wasn’t it you who said you wanted to bet your life and duel him...?”
Taogu was on the verge of collapse!!
How did he end up teaming with this idiot to fight?!
If you can beat him, that’s a duel;
if you can’t, why pick a duel?
Do you think I care that much?
I lied to him!
He just didn’t fall for it.
Rooster Sun flicked her feather-knife at Lu Ding.
Thousands of feather-shaped flying blades shot forward, spiritual energy interwoven on them, forming little golden chickens that spread wings to hunt.
Lu Ding casually raised a hand and shattered those illusionary golden-chicken flying blades.
The last one flew straight at him.
Lu Ding flicked it with his finger.
It snapped crisply, the flying blade shattered into dust.
“Cluck cluck cluck—you fell for it!!!”
Taking that chance, the chicken spirit lunged at the Snake-Pit Toad Well that held Taogu, but just as she neared it, she froze, unable to move.
Her eyes rolled slowly to the side.
Thin transparent threads glinted coldly.
Following those threads toward her eyeballs, she saw the sharp filaments had already cut into her flesh, deep and immovable.
Rooster Sun’s heart jolted.
“When did—”
“How did I not see him make hand seals or cast spells!?”
Raising her hand to perform magic is neat and tidy;
spells follow the mind, they are subtle.
A wind-up can exist, but it’s not mandatory.
Inertia of thought is the greatest trap.
Lu Ding replied with her very words just now: “You fell for it!!!”
He tugged the threads.
Rip!!!
Blood spurted from Old Chicken Woman as Lu Ding pulled, splashing everywhere.
Over sixty percent of her flesh was torn away by the Cured Silk Scattered Meat Technique, blood pooling like basins, meat turning to jerky strips.
“Ah!!!!!”
Agonizing pain produced a terrible scream.
The chicken spirit forced her battered body onward, swinging the feathered cape;
its razor edge slashed at the Snake-Pit Toad Well, leaving a deep cut.
As the thousand-mile dike collapses because of an ant hole, the integrity of spiritual energy circulation inside and outside the Snake-Pit Toad Well was compromised;
in the instant the balance altered,
Taogu burst out of the well—stone-splitting, sky-shocking!!!!
With a boom,
Taogu, half-charred on his back, burst from the smoke.
He charged straight at Lu Ding, leaving these words behind.
“His techniques are fierce;
his spells are ferocious. His physical body must be relatively weak. Our demon bodies are brutish—my main, you assist, attack his flesh!!!”
The chicken spirit, barely holding on, answered with injured resolve: “Good!!!”
As the words fell, she followed, pulling two short blades from her back and gripping them in her hands.
Lu Ding listened to them.
He felt helpless inside.
Who taught these people that powerful technique equals weak body?
Can’t I choose not to move my fists and feet for elegance and show?
And you scheming in front of me—don’t you take me for a person?
Watching too many dramas, thinking villains are idiots?
Huh?
No.
I am not the villain!
Lu Ding waved and cast spells in quick succession, constantly attacking.
It looked like he was trying to stop the two from approaching.
But those who understood Lu Ding knew these spells, despite their apparent power,
carried no real substance;
not a single move had weight—he didn’t even use his signature Way of the Jinche.
All of it was meant to lure them in.
Want to get up close and personal?
Fine!
I’ll indulge you both.
Just don’t regret it.
Lu Ding cast forward with one hand while the other clenched into a fist, gathering power;
one of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Methods, Mountain-Shaking Earth-Quaking, quietly activated.