Fated Cultivation: I Have Max-Level Divination Skills

Chapter 249 - 249: 13: Madam, Aren ‘t You from a General ‘s Family? (Seeking Monthly Tickets at the End of the Month!)_2

Chapter 249 - 249: 13: Madam, Aren ‘t You from a General ‘s Family? (Seeking Monthly Tickets at the End of the Month!)_2

Translator: 549690339

Whoosh!

In the gap between the thousands of sword qi, Elder Haunted shot out like a bolt of lightning and stood in front of the sword-wielder in an instant.

He clenched his five fingers together, and, with a faint demonic glow, he smashed a fist down!

The elder sword-wielder’s eyes revealed a solemn expression as he controlled the sword using qi. The flying sword managed to block the punch, and counterattacked with flickering sword radiance, containing vast and boundless magic power.

The heavy and mighty sword qi forced Elder Haunted to use both fists to defend.

“Bang!”

As the fists collided with the long sword, an explosion erupted with a terrifying sound, creating tornadolike gusts that shattered the surrounding immortal peak’s rubble.

The visible ripples in the air spread out, and the ground cracked under the dreadful pressure as the disciples scrambled to avoid the aftermath of the two’s battle.

Too terrifying!

Both of them were powerful beings above the Metamorphosis Realm, and even from a distance, one could feel the oppressive aura emanating from them.

In the crowd, Elder Bai watched anxiously.

He knew that the Ten Swordsmen of Limitless Immortal Sect were cultivated using secret methods, focusing on nurturing swords and sword skill realm, but their true cultivation level could not compete with real Metamorphosis Realm experts.

A sword cultivated for a hundred years would also eventually be used up.

The more it was used, the more it dulled.

However, a true Metamorphosis Realm Mighty could absorb spiritual qi from the universe for their use, and in a long battle, would eventually gain the upper hand.

Right now, the new Sect Hierarch could not leave the spiritual pond, and it was difficult for him to make a move. The other Immortal Sects were unaware of the situation, and judging from the lack of news, the remaining nine spiritual mountain gates were likely dealing with the Devil Sect’s invasion and couldn’t spare any attention here.

This crisis could only be handled by the Limitless Immortal Sect itself.

“Hand over the Crown Prince of Yan Country, and your death can be avoided.” As Elder Bai pondered, a refined voice came from the sky.

He looked up and saw that Situ Huan was leading the devil boat, which had finally arrived above the spiritual mountains.

Now, Situ Huan looked down with a condescending gaze, an elegant temperament, and a faint smile on his face, saying:

“Today is the day of my Devil Sect’s turning point.”

With that, several Rebirth Realm Devil Palace Deacons transformed into streaks of light and charged towards the Limitless Immortal Sect disciples.

The elders of Limitless Immortal Sect had prepared earlier and charged forward too, engaging the opposing side.

Situ Huan gave a slight smile, looking at the young disciples of the Limitless Immortal Sect.

“Whoosh!”

A sword radiance arrived in an instant.

Situ Huan’s expression remained unchanged as he stepped back, his long black hair fluttering in the wind. With one hand behind his back and the other forming a black whirlwind, he struck out.

His offensive shot out like a thunderbolt.

It landed on the ambush disciple, causing the True Disciple to fly backwards and spit out a mouthful of blood before collapsing to the ground, unconscious.

Facing such a powerful enemy, the gatekeeper, Xu Muchen, took a deep breath, his eyes blazing as his flying sword shot out from his sleeve and stabbed towards Situ Huan.

“Roar!”

A wolf’s howl sounded, and a dark, ghostly wolf shadow emerged from Situ Huan’s body, blocking the sword along with a pitch-black crescent moon.

Xu Muchen’s attack failed, and he quickly retreated, his face solemn as he said: “Heavenly Devil First Transformation, Heavenly Wolf Moon-Plucking.” He had heard of this ancient cultivation technique before.

The Heavenly Devil Thirty-Six Transformations originated from the ancient devil gods of the Heavenly Devil World. Each ancient devil god was a terrifying existence in ancient times, with a long and ancient inheritance. The full thirty-six transformations grew increasingly powerful, and it was said that no one could withstand Situ Huan’s Ninth Transformation.

No one had ever fully performed the Heavenly Devil Thirty-Six Transformations before.

To win this battle was incredibly difficult.

“Let me handle this.”

At this moment, a firm hand patted Xu Muchen’s shoulder.

He turned his head and saw Gu Tianji wearing a white crane Taoist robe. The playful look on Gu Tianji’s face had vanished, replaced by a serious expression.

Looking at Gu Tianji in front of him, Situ Huan stroked the Demon Ring on his hand and said interestingly:

“Gu Tianji, the number one person of the Taoist Sect, First Disciple of Eternal Taoist Temple, allow me to experience your skills and see if they are truly as amazing as the rumors say.”

In a corner of the spiritual mountain immortal peak.

Yu Qinghan leaned on Zhao Huai’s shoulder, enjoying the long-lost tranquility.

For some reason, Zhao Huai suddenly blankly said, “Madam, you must be real, right?”

Yu Qinghan, who was dozing off with her eyes closed, was directly amused by his words, and with a smile on her face, she pouted and asked, “Why are you asking like that again?

Seeing that she didn’t reply, Zhao Huai reached out his hand, pinched Yu Qinghan’s delicate cheek, and pulled it.

“It feels pretty real.”

“Slap!”

Yu Qinghan slapped away Zhao Huai’s hand, then gave him a glance and said, “I’m so fake that I married you, fake that I had a child for you, fake that I searched for you for a year, worried about you for a year. Are you satisfied?”

“A child? Madam, you’re pregnant!”

“When did this happen!”

Zhao Huai immediately sat up straight, looking at Yu Qinghan with wide eyes.

“Yes, someone is about to become a father but hasn’t even seen his child yet.” Yu Qinghan sat up, arms crossed, humming.

Upon hearing this news, Zhao Huai suddenly became at a loss, his eyes filled with astonishment, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was clearly beyond joyous!

Did he hear wrong?

He was actually going to be a father!

“How many months old is the baby? Where is the child? Where?”

Zhao Huai asked three questions in a row, his tone urgent, and his eyes filled with anticipation.

A child, such a distant word, had now truly arrived in his life.

“It’s only three months old. Since I was too busy in the Mortal World, I entrusted the child to the elders of the Limitless Immortal Sect to take care of the child. The spiritual mountains have the best resources..”