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Chapter 115

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When Little Fatty left Su Zimo's cave abode, he was still filled with doubts and was in a daze – he could not react to what had just happened Just Now.

In the cultivation world, there was no lack of advanced body tempering techniques. However, he had never heard of any body tempering techniques that allowed one to grab a weapon barehanded.

Furthermore, he was completely unharmed!

Even demons who were known for their strong physiques would not dare to do something like that, right?

Suddenly, Little Fatty recalled the scene when he first joined the sect.

Su Zimo was able to carry him on his back and deal with a spirit demon crane on a steep cliff – that was not something that could be done through body tempering techniques alone.

Frowning, Little Fatty suddenly recalled that the moment the gigantic axe collided with Su Zimo's palm, there was a strange sound mixed in with the dull thud.

It sounded like something sharp had collided with a weapon and let out a crisp sound.

Because it was sudden, Little Fatty did not think too much about it. Now that he thought about it, it was rather strange.

Instinctively, Little Fatty took out his gigantic axe and swept his gaze across it. Instantly, his pupils constricted and the hairs on his neck stood on end – his eyes were filled with shock!

On the surface of the giant axe, there were actually five small holes!

Taking a deep breath of air, Little Fatty suppressed the shock in his heart and reached out with his palm, gesturing on the surface of the axe.

Grabbing his palm on the edge of the axe, his fingers landed on the five holes!

Gulp!

Little Fatty's throat moved as he gulped.

Hurriedly, Little Fatty put away his gigantic axe and adjusted his state of mind before leaving the spot.



In the cave abode.

Su Zimo looked at his palm and sighed gently.

Earlier on, he had only wanted to grab Little Fatty's axe on a whim. However, he did not expect that he would not be able to suppress the power of his bloodline and force out his razor-sharp fingernails.

If this scene was seen by Little Fatty, it might not be a big deal. But if it fell into the eyes of the seniors of the sect, it might arouse suspicion and even expose his demonic bloodline!

"This matter is ultimately troublesome." Su Zimo shook his head, a trace of worry hanging between his brows.

There was only a month left before the year-end face-off.

Su Zimo had also just broken through to Level 8 Qi Condensation.

Su Zimo took out the Weapon Refining Cauldron from his storage bag.

In the remaining month, Su Zimo had to master the Tripartite Sword Formation no matter what. It would be best if he could master the Hexagonal Sword Formation. Only then would he have a greater chance of defeating Feng Haoyu.

The prerequisite for cultivating a sword formation was to refine a set of flying swords.

Su Zimo already had one low-grade flying sword, so he still needed to refine five more.

For Su Zimo, refining low-grade flying swords was no longer a problem.

In terms of spirit gathering, Su Zimo had a 100% success rate with the help of his spirit perception. However, he was still unable to refine middle-grade spirit weapons for some unknown reason.

After a day, Su Zimo finally managed to refine five inferior-grade flying swords to complete a set.

In the cave abode, Su Zimo recalled the contents of the Tripartite Sword Formation and began cultivating.

The control of flying swords was extremely high in order to set up a sword formation – it had to be done perfectly.

Thankfully, with Little Fatty's help last month, Su Zimo had already established a foundation in sword wielding. Right now, all he had to do was to learn how to control multiple flying swords.



In the final month, the atmosphere in the five peaks was clearly tenser.

Most of the disciples were cultivating in seclusion in their cave abodes, preparing to showcase their prowess at the five peaks face-off.

The commotion caused by the mysterious challenger of Array Peak had gradually died down as well.

Some time ago, the identity of the mysterious challenger was the most popular topic among the disciples of the five peaks and there were people making guesses almost every day.

As the end of the year approached, the number of people discussing the matter gradually decreased.

This day, a bell rang continuously from Ethereal Palace – there were a total of five rings.

The five peaks face-off had officially begun!

Many trial disciples walked out of their cave abodes one after another. Energized, they sped towards Weapon Peak.

The five peaks face-off was held over five days.

Because Weapon and Elixir Peak were the weakest, the two peaks' face-offs were arranged on the first and second day according to previous arrangements.

However, things were different this year.

Everyone in the five peaks knew about the challenge between Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo.

Coincidentally, both of them would be participating in the Weapon and Elixir Peak face-offs at the same time. Be it weapon or elixir refinement, it was draining on spirit qi, stamina and mental state.

In order to ensure that both of them would be able to participate in the face-off in peak condition, the five peak masters decided to separate the two peaks this year.

First day, Weapon Peak face-off.

Second day, Talisman Peak face-off.

Third day, Elixir Peak face-off.

Fourth day, Array Peak face-off.

Fifth day, Spirit Peak face-off.

Spirit Peak's face-off was the most popular among the five peaks and would always be held last every year.

The reason why Array Peak's face-off was arranged earlier was to allow Feng Haoyu to rest after Elixir Peak's face-off in preparation for Spirit Peak's face-off.

The Weapon Peak face-off was held in Weapon Peak's Weapon Refinement Hall.

On the first day, almost all disciples of the five peaks were gathered outside the Weapon Refinement Hall. In fact, there were even many inner sect disciples who rushed over.

Weapon Peak had never been so lively before.

At a single glance, it was densely packed with people.

The reason for that was because the first day of the Weapon Peak face-off was also the first match between Feng Haoyu and Su Zimo!

Everyone was watching!

In terms of weapon refinement, everyone wanted to know if Spirit Peak's Feng Haoyu who possessed a wind spirit root was better or if Su Zimo who had cultivated a Level 3 Spirit Fire would have the last laugh.

Prior to this, the disciples of the five peaks had already made bets in private to see who would win.

In the Weapon Refinement Hall, the five peak masters sat at the front.

Below them stood more than a hundred participating disciples.

The spectating disciples could only stand outside the hall and were not allowed to enter lest they disturb the weapon refinement process of the sect disciples.

"Make way, make way!"

A holler sounded from outside the crowd, as though someone had arrived.

The crowd parted to the sides, revealing a path.

A Qi Refinement Warrior in purple robes strode in with his hands behind his back. He had an arrogant expression as he entered the Weapon Refinement Hall – it was Feng Haoyu who was here for the face-off!

"Amazing! He's already at Perfected Qi Condensation!"

"Hmph, that's not all. Let me tell you, Senior Brother Feng was already at Perfected Qi Condensation half a month ago. Right now, he's only a step away from Foundation Establishment!"

"I wonder what cultivation realm Su Zimo is at right now. If it's too far apart, there's really nothing to look forward to in the final spar between the two of them."

Right then, another shout sounded from the crowd, "Su Zimo is here!"

Everyone turned to look.

Not far away, Su Zimo flew over on his sword. He was still dressed in green robes and had a calm expression, looking as though he was not under any pressure at all.

"Ha!"

A disciple could not help but scoff. "Am I seeing things? He's only at Level 8 Qi Condensation?"

"Fufu, you're right. There's a difference of two levels. We don't even need to fight to know the outcome of the final battle," Another disciple shook his head and chuckled, unable to conceal the disdain in his eyes.

"If I were Su Zimo, I would admit defeat as soon as possible lest I get beaten up too badly in front of everyone and embarrass myself."

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