Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)

Chapter 1118: Creating Techniques

On Heaven’s Gate Peak, the majority of the Everlasting Lineage and Great Dou Dynasty members had gathered together, the atmosphere joyous and harmonious.

The once-desolate Heaven’s Gate Peak had been reduced to the secret base of the Everlasting faction.

The Dragon and Phoenix ancestors used the chessboard to represent the world. The black and white pieces represented their respective forces vying for supremacy.

The three leaders of the Everlasting Lineage stood around to watch, while the Great Dou Dynasty’s scribe recorded the event.

Despite being one of the three Great Generals, only Jin Caiwei did not involve herself in court intrigue. She focused solely on developing new uses for the recording orb.

“A Child of Heaven and Earth!” Jiang Lianyi set down a white piece carefully, and it transformed into a beam of light that shot skyward.

“Severing Black and White!” Ao Ling refused to be outdone. She cut off the white stone’s path, erupting with a dazzling radiance that was evenly matched with the white stone’s.

“The Great Dao Blossoms!”

“Lotus Blooms with Every Step!”

On the chessboard, aside from beams of light shooting upward, bi-colored lotuses also bloomed. The entire chessboard resembled a square pond, teeming with countless possibilities. It was so bright that Lu Yang had to squint.

Finally, Jiang Lianyi seized an opening in Ao Ling’s defense. Placing her final piece, five white pieces aligned, transforming into a flawless white phoenix that soared through the nine heavens, proclaiming her victory.

“Another round?” Ao Ling was unsatisfied with the results and wanted to make a comeback.

“Bring it on!” Jiang Lianyi was riding high and brimming with confidence.

“Wait, the new pieces have been baked. The old ones are ready to eat,” Yun Mengmeng suddenly said, trotting over to a nearby oven.

This was an oven that Yun Mengmeng had recently built, with Three Flavor True Fire burning inside.

She brought out a baking tray filled with small, round biscuits that were black and white—the very same chess pieces that Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi had been using for their game.

The cookies contained mint, giving them a particularly refreshing fragrance.

The previous round’s cookies had been shared among everyone. The freshly baked ones were soon laid out on the chessboard for another battle.

“Five in a Row is pretty fun,” Yun Mengmeng remarked. She hadn’t grown tired of it even after watching for so long.

“Of course. The Nine-Layers Immortal painstakingly invented this based on the Dao of yin and yang. As soon as it was created, it received widespread acclaim, earning him the nickname ‘Supreme Nine-Five[1] Sovereign,’”the Everlasting Immortal Fairy said. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Even Lu Yang was hearing this nickname of the Nine-Layers Immortal for the first time.

Just as Lu Yang was watching the battle with his hands behind his back like a retired old man, he saw Meng Jingzhou climb up Heaven’s Gate Peak in high spirits to seek him out.

“Old Lu, let’s have a duel.”

“Oh? So confident? You learned a new move?” Lu Yang raised an eyebrow. If Old Meng dares to issue a challenge, how could I refuse?

“You’ll find out when you try!”

“Then let’s try!” Lu Yang stopped watching the chess game. Dueling Old Meng is far more interesting than watching chess.

Coincidentally, everyone else thought the same.

All the half-immortals set aside what they were doing to watch the battle between the two Divine Transfiguration mighty experts.

The two assumed their stances. Without anyone declaring the commencement of their duel, they struck simultaneously.

“Three Flavor True Fire! Golden Crow True Flame!”

“Nirvana True Fire! Pure Yang True Flame!”

The collision of the four true fires was merely a prelude. Neither feared the other party’s flames. They engaged in combat at the heart of the inferno.

Through the veil of fire, the two figures clashed and intertwined, the flames surging in rhythm with the intensity of their collisions.

Lu Yang figured that Meng Jingzhou had definitely mastered some new skill, and knowing he couldn’t match Meng Jingzhou in physical resilience, Lu Yang didn’t hold back. He drew the Qingfeng Sword and slashed it downward, unleashing a burst of sword light.

“Ha!”

Meng Jingzhou didn’t dodge. His gaze sharpened as he clenched his fist at his waist and suddenly punched forward, dispersing the sword light.

“Nice hit!”

Lu Yang laughed heartily and moved forward in large strides, sending wave after wave of sword light at Meng Jingzhou, who answered every one of them with his fists, exuding an aura of absolute dominance.

Soon, Lu Yang noticed something amiss. Though his sword light continued to flow from his hands, he narrowed his eyes. He saw traces of many fist techniques in Meng Jingzhou’s style, yet none completely matched. “What fist technique is this?”

Noticing that Lu Yang had finally taken notice of his creation, Meng Jingzhou was elated, his punches growing fiercer. “Didn’t expect this, did you, Old Lu? This is the fist technique I created during my seclusion—the I Alone Am Honored Fist. Perfect timing to test it on you!”

“Not making a sound and suddenly pulling out something like this—pretty impressive, Old Meng. Then let me see if your fist technique can withstand my sword!”

With a thought, Lu Yang expanded his Incipient Sword Field. Countless sword qi took the form of Qingfeng Swords, merging with the one in his hand.

“Ten Thousand Swords Return to One!” Lu Yang roared and slashed downward at Meng Jingzhou.

“I Alone Am Honored Fist!”

Meng Jingzhou’s black hair danced wildly. His fists turned golden, raining down upon the Qingfeng Sword arrogantly with unrivaled momentum. The aura generated by their collision was enough to leave any Divine Transfiguration cultivator aghast.

Crack.

The golden fist’s outer shell cracked. Meng Jingzhou stepped back twice before steadying himself.

“Hmph, don’t get too smug. My I Alone Am Honored Fist has eleven layers of realms. What I just performed was only the first layer—the Ten Heavens Realm!

“Once I have created the remaining ten layers of realms, I’ll come back to fight you!”

With that, Meng Jingzhou turned and left. This visit was just to test the power of my fist technique on Old Lu. It doesn’t matter even if I had lost.

Although Lu Yang had won, he felt no joy. I won only because I relied on the power of predecessors’ techniques, while Old Meng had used a fist technique he created himself.

“Who can’t create a technique? I’ll do it too!” Lu Yang refused to let it go. Only by using my self-created technique to defeat Old Meng would it truly count as a win.

Crunching on two chess pieces, Lu Yang entered seclusion.

In terms of swordsmanship, no one at his level could match him. Even among Fusion sword cultivators, only mighty experts like the Sword Tower Leader were slightly stronger.

But whether it was One Sword Into Ten Thousand Swords or Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, these were all sword techniques from predecessors. Without something of my own, it always feels like something is missing.

He turned himself into a crucible of Sword Dao. Basic sword moves flashed through his mind, followed by One Sword Into Ten Thousand Swords and Ten Thousand Swords Return to One, and then all the formidable enemies he had encountered.

As Lu Yang was in seclusion within his cave abode, immersed in research, Ao Ling and the others made sure to keep their noise level down, afraid of disrupting his line of thought.

In truth, their worries were unnecessary. At this moment, Lu Yang was free of distractions, wholly devoted to the Sword Dao. He seemed to be swimming through an ocean of Sword Dao, searching for a sword technique uniquely his own.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck. Lu Yang grasped it, and in that instant, a path opened before him.

The spark of insight was like a seed, taking root and sprouting in Lu Yang’s heart. He watered it with everything he had learned, letting it grow even more robust.

It was unclear how much time had passed before Lu Yang opened his eyes. Within them, it seemed as though two immortal swords were concealed, making one instinctively avert one's gaze. “Success!”

“Old Meng, don’t think you’re the only one who can create techniques!

“Immortal Fairy, what do you think I should name this sword technique I’ve developed?” Lu Yang was bad at naming things, so he sought the Everlasting Immortal Fairy for her input.

“Hmm~ Since this is our dynasty’s first created sword technique, let’s call it the Great Dou Sword Technique!”

“Alright, I’ll listen to you, Immortal Fairy. It shall be called the Everlasting Sword Mantra!” Although I’m bad at naming things, as long as the Immortal Fairy suggests a name first, whatever name I come up with afterward will be a good name.

1. This term typically just refers to the exalted status of an emperor, but it includes the character for “nine” and “five,” which I believe corresponds to “nine” in Nine-Layers Immortal and “five” in Five in a Row. ☜