Chapter 770
by fanqienovelChapter 770: The Importance of BGM
Wang Xiangchi stood in the void, holding his Spiritual Sword with one arm, his eyes filled with determination.
A silver treasure, about the size of a ping-pong ball, floated above him.
The piercing sound of a suona echoed, instantly setting the tone for a desperate yet fierce battle.
The Lava Beast King looked around, confused, trying to find where the sound was coming from.
As the suona’s sound resonated, Wang Xiangchi’s aura began to rise dramatically.
An invisible sword intent gathered around him, forming a river of swordsmanship behind him.
Within this river, countless powerful sword wills flowed.
As the BGM grew more intense, a sword intent burst from the river and merged with Wang Xiangchi.
“Master, only now do I truly understand the swordsmanship you spoke of,” Wang Xiangchi said, his eyes locked on the Lava Beast King as massive waves surged in the river of swordsmanship behind him.
Another sword path, infused with thunder intent, merged with Wang Xiangchi.
Watching from a distance, Xu Gang and Li Xingci felt their excitement rise.
The scene of Wang Xiangchi gaining insight in such a dire situation, combined with the BGM, made them feel invincible, even against the Invincible Beast King.
Xu Gang could hardly hold back.
“Master, let me take junior brother back; I’ll fight this beast king!” Xu Gang’s eyes burned with intense battle intent.
“No way. Wang Xiangchi has just had a breakthrough in this desperate moment. Why would I stop that?” Xu Fan gave his eager disciple a sharp look.
“Wait a bit longer. Wang Xiangchi still has more potential to unleash. We’ll just watch from here,” Xu Fan advised.
The essence of wind and thunder surged from Wang Xiangchi, transforming into swordsmanship. With his newfound understanding, he struck out.
The BGM continued to play, and Wang Xiangchi’s aura solidified into a sword intent that shot through the sky.
The wind and thunder sword intent grew stronger around him.
Yet, the strike only left a faint scratch on the Lava Beast King’s battle armor.
“To have such an epiphany in desperation, how intriguing.”
“If your sect finds out you died like this, they’d be devastated!” the Lava Beast King laughed wildly.
A giant lava hand appeared in the sky, aiming to crush Wang Xiangchi.
Wang Xiangchi moved like lightning, darting around the Lava Beast King at incredible speed, striking occasionally.
But every strike was blocked by the beast king’s armor.
“Master, shouldn’t we step in?” Li Xingci asked, looking at the scratch on the Lava Beast King’s armor.
To him, the injury seemed barely more than a scratch.
“Not yet. Wang Xiangchi is still processing the insights of the wind and thunder swordsmanship. He needs more time. Just wait,” Xu Fan replied.
“At least wait until the BGM reaches its peak,” Xu Fan added, pointing to the silver, ping-pong ball-like treasure floating in the air.
The BGM’s boost to the Sword of the Heart is no laughing matter.
As the BGM intensified, the lightning flash from Wang Xiangchi sped up more and more.
Each sword strike became heavier, leaving deeper marks on the Lava Battle Armor.
When the suona sounded again, the BGM hit its climax.
At this point, the Lava Beast King began to panic, shifting his focus away from Wang Xiangchi.
He turned to attack the artifact playing the BGM.
But the artifact was too nimble; with Wang Xiangchi keeping him busy, he couldn’t destroy it.
He was stuck between a rock and a hard place: ignore the artifact, and Wang Xiangchi grows stronger; attack it, and with Wang Xiangchi in the way, it’s nearly impossible to destroy.
“You little insect, you’re pushing me too far!!”
The Lava Beast King plunged into the magma sea.
The entire sea erupted, forming a massive sphere of molten rock that trapped both Wang Xiangchi and the Lava Beast King.
“Interesting. Xu Gang, doesn’t this beast king’s power remind you a bit of your own?” Xu Fan remarked with a smile, unconcerned about Wang Xiangchi’s predicament.
“That was a long time ago. I don’t use that kind of power much anymore,” Xu Gang replied, explaining his usual strategy of long-range bombardment followed by ion ray attacks.
As they chatted, a surge of Wind Thunder Sword intent burst through the molten sphere, shooting into the sky.
Inside the lava giant, the Lava Beast King let out a roar of frustration.
Then, the entire molten sphere collapsed, falling back into the magma sea.
Wang Xiangchi, using the last of his spiritual energy, landed on a giant rock in the magma sea.
Just as he was about to take out some healing pills, his expression froze.
He realized he had thrown his space ring and Daoist artifact palace into the magma.
If he survived, he could retrieve them with his spiritual energy.
But his true spirit was completely drained, like a dry riverbed.
“Talk about a self-inflicted wound!”
Wang Xiangchi cursed himself, then sat down cross-legged, enduring the pain to start gathering spiritual energy.
But surrounded by the intense, fiery spiritual energy of the magma sea, absorbing it was no easy task.
It was like trying to drink boiling water—each sip was agonizing, but he had to keep going.
“Alright, Wang Xiangchi’s fine. Let’s head back,” Xu Fan said, leading the others back to Hidden Spirit Island.
“Master, at least leave a healing pill for Wang Xiangchi before we go,” Xu Gang said after they returned.
Xu Fan turned to Li Xingci.
“You caught me, Master. Please punish me,” Li Xingci said quickly.
“Given your brotherly bond, I’ll…”
Before Xu Fan could finish, Li Xingci’s face showed he expected this.
With such a strong bond, how could the Master punish him?
“I’ll just make you play a little game.”
A cluster of dark blue orchids surrounded Li Xingci.
Suddenly, he found himself in a world filled with ducks.
Li Xingci’s calm vanished.
He remembered the dread of his Master’s duck-counting game.
Facing endless ducks, Li Xingci knew he’d be stuck in this Mystical World until he counted them all.
“Quack~” Li Xingci reluctantly called out.
A duck jumped into a stream and disappeared into the mist.
The Mystical World now had one less duck.
Meanwhile, in the volcanic magma sea, Wang Xiangchi, struggling to absorb fire-type spiritual energy, felt something hit his head.
He picked it up—a Water Spirit Pill with the Hidden Spirit Sect’s symbol.
Perfect for healing fire injuries and restoring spiritual energy.
“Master must have been here,” Wang Xiangchi said, touched as he looked at the pill.
“Master, I didn’t let you down this time.”