Chapter 106

Chapter 106: Spirit Transformation of the Magical Weapon

"Hah!" Lou Yun was truly driven to laughter by the Silver Thread Sect members. "You people from the Silver Thread Sect really are the epitome of arrogance! You won’t let me leave? Watch me leave right now!"

After saying this, Lou Yun really turned and started to walk away. Yet Feng Wendu, without seeming to move, instantly appeared in front of Lou Yun. He lightly waved a sleeve. "Lie down!"

In Feng Wendu’s view, with his cultivation as an Earth-level magical weapons master, dealing with Lou Yun, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, should have been as easy as grabbing something ready at hand. He couldn’t even be bothered to draw his magical weapon, simply intending to knock Lou Yun down with his spiritual energy alone.

Had this been any other seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, Feng Wendu’s assumption would have been perfectly reasonable. But the person standing before him was Lou Yun, someone who had already created numerous miracles in the cultivation history of the Spirit Weapon Star. Forget Feng Wendu being merely an Earth-level magical weapons master; even a heaven-level magical weapons master wouldn’t succeed in knocking Lou Yun down just by waving a sleeve and releasing a bit of power.

Instead of getting angry at Feng Wendu’s condescension, Lou Yun secretly chuckled inside. He raised a hand to block while simultaneously flicking out two balls of Fusang Fire, hurling them straight onto Feng Wendu’s sleeve.

With Lou Yun’s current strength, his control over the heat of Fusang Fire had improved again. However, it still fell far short compared to Hellfire. While it could reduce a primary magical weapons master to ashes, against an Earth-level magical weapons master, it could at most cause a brief moment of fluster.

Sure enough, Feng Wendu never expected Lou Yun to throw fireballs. Caught off guard, his waving sleeve instantly ignited. He frantically tried to extinguish the flames with his spiritual energy but found it wasn’t that easy. Genuine fluster ensued.

A mocking smile appeared on Lou Yun’s face. "I thought you were so impressive! Turns out your skills are only this much! You take your time putting that out; I’m leaving first!"

Just then, loud laughter erupted from behind him. Wuchou bellowed, "Kid, that was satisfying!"

Lou Yun ignored Wuchou. If this guy hadn’t deliberately tried to make an alliance earlier, causing the Silver Thread Sect people to mistake Lou Yun for his accomplice, Lou Yun wouldn’t have ended up in this situation. Though, it had also let him witness the Silver Thread Sect’s high-handed arrogance firsthand. It could be considered a wash.

Shrugging his shoulders, Lou Yun walked around the still flailing Feng Wendu and headed towards the exit. Suddenly, however, a layer of silver armor clad his body. Immediately following this, a crisp "clang!" rang out.

Lou Yun felt a sharp pain shoot through his chest – something had struck him squarely there, with such immense force that he stumbled several large steps backward before finally regaining his footing.

He glanced down. The suddenly appeared silver armor showed not a single mark. Then, Chang Xiang’s voice urgently sounded in his mind. "Retreat fast! Do not give your name later!"

Lou Yun froze briefly. Clearly, Chang Xiang had summoned this armor to protect him. But there was no time to inquire about the specifics; he could only obediently leap back rapidly. The retreat put more distance between him and Feng Wendu, but brought him closer and closer to Wuchou!

As Lou Yun retreated far back, a figure abruptly appeared beside Feng Wendu. This person merely gave a light wave of his hand towards Feng Wendu, who was still frantically battling the Fusang Fire, and the flames instantly snuffed out.

Feng Wendu, looking extremely awkward, bowed respectfully. "Gratitude, Sect Master, for your assistance!"

This sudden arrival was none other than the leader of the Silver Thread Sect—Hai Yixiao!

Hai Yixiao possessed a majestic build, a white beard encircling his jaw, a straight nose, and a square jaw. His expression was solemn. Despite the faint smile on his face, he radiated an imposing air of a tyrant that inspired awe.

By this time, Lou Yun had retreated to the vicinity of Wuchou and the four locked in fierce combat. Yet, his full attention remained fixed on Hai Yixiao.

Staring at Hai Yixiao, Lou Yun felt the first trace of fear blossom in his heart. He clearly saw Hai Yixiao casually toying with a handful of pine nuts. Recalling the object that had struck his chest—inflicting such intense pain even through the protective armor Chang Xiang had conjured—could only have been one of those pine nuts.

The resilience of his physical body was undoubtedly extraordinary. Earlier, Tao Heng had struck him with six-tenths of his staff’s force, and Lou Yun had barely flinched. Yet this single pine nut from Hai Yixiao… without the armor’s protection, his body would likely have been pierced clean through. From this, Lou Yun could only imagine: Hai Yixiao’s strength vastly, overwhelmingly exceeded his own.

Hai Yixiao was likewise studying Lou Yun. He spared only the briefest glance for Wuchou before speaking calmly. "Wendu, what is happening?"

Feng Wendu also lowered his voice, whispering briefly into Hai Yixiao’s ear. Hai Yixiao’s expression didn’t flicker. He merely gave a slight nod. "Since you know he possesses the Thirteen Demon Banners, why are you standing there idle?"

Feng Wendu instantly bent into a deeper bow. "Your subordinate understands!"

As he spoke, Feng Wendu’s figure blurred. Shockingly, he appeared beside Wuchou and immediately joined the besieging quartet. Thus, Wuchou found himself fighting single-handedly against four opponents. Given Feng Wendu’s strength was already significantly higher than his, Wuchou instantly found himself at a severe disadvantage. He could only rely on his vicious ferocity to stubbornly hold on.

At this moment, Hai Yixiao turned his faint smile towards Lou Yun. "I am Hai Yixiao, Sect Master of the Silver Thread Sect. Young brother, what is your name? Possessing such superb skill at such a tender age is truly surprising!"

Lou Yun remembered Chang Xiang’s warning and did not reveal his name. "I am merely a passerby. My name is unimportant."

"Hmm, no matter," Hai Yixiao said dismissively. "However, since you have come here today, you shall not be leaving…"

Before he could finish, a pained grunt interrupted him. Lou Yun hastily turned his head. He saw that Wuchou had sustained a long, deep gash on his right arm—deep enough to reveal bone—from which blood was gushing forth.

Immediately afterward, he suffered another heavy blow from Tao Heng’s staff. The force sent Wuchou flying through the air, coincidentally landing right beside Lou Yun. A torrent of blood spewed from his mouth.

Truthfully, even though Lou Yun himself would gladly kill Wuchou, seeing the Silver Thread Sect gang up on him—four against one—unconsciously stirred a sliver of sympathy in Lou Yun’s heart.

Wuchou raised his head, his skull-like face filled with rich killing intent, glaring fiercely at Lou Yun and saying, "Kid, aren’t you also thinking of killing me? Just come on together, save me the extra effort!"

Lou Yun said coldly, "I do want to kill you, but I disdain to do it like them, bullying with numbers when there are few! Wuchou, if you have the guts, don’t die today; I will kill you alone in the future!"

Wuchou was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into wild laughter, "Good, good, good, kid, do you think I would die here today? I tell you, impossible! And today, I will kill you first!"

Wuchou suddenly roared violently, "Spirit Transformation!"

"Boom!"

A loud noise came, and Wuchou’s two arms unexpectedly swelled in an instant, muscles bulging high, veins coiling; what was more terrifying was that dozens of sharp thorns slowly grew on the arms, like a porcupine, covering the entire limb!

The two arms looked like two thick stumps covered in thorns, appearing filled with terrifying strength and powerful explosive force!

At the same time, a strong energy wave radiated from his body!

This was the new ability a magical weapon possessed after a magical weapons master cultivated to the human level… Spirit Transformation!

However, the Spirit Transformation ability was not gained by every human-level magical weapons master; it depended on one’s insight into the magical weapon, control over spiritual energy, and even factors like luck!

But once one mastered the Spirit Transformation ability, that magical weapons master’s power could far surpass companions of the same level!

What was called Spirit Transformation was making the magical weapon change form; the ability of the magical weapon would be exerted more thoroughly and fully; after Spirit Transformation, the magical weapon could let the magical weapons master gain five to ten times the previous strength!

However, this Spirit Transformation consumed too much spiritual energy, so the duration was limited and couldn’t be used for long periods; generally, magical weapons masters wouldn’t use it lightly unless it was a desperate situation.

At that moment, Wuchou was clearly at a critical life-or-death juncture, so he unleashed Spirit Transformation recklessly!

And Wuchou’s Spirit Transformation shocked everyone present, even including Hai Yixiao, because no one expected this demon from forty years ago could make the magical weapon undergo Spirit Transformation!

Thus, Wuchou’s current power, even if just multiplied fivefold, was still stronger than Feng Wendu who had reached the Earth level!

The number of people who could witness a magical weapons master’s Spirit Transformation personally was truly few; like Lou Yun, who saw it for the first time, he was both envious and stunned!

But what surprised everyone more was that Wuchou, after Spirit Transformation, didn’t attack Tao Heng and the others, but suddenly raised his massive arm and slammed it toward Lou Yun!

Lou Yun was startled, but luckily reacted fast; he jabbed the ground with his foot, and his body leapt out like flying fluff, just dodging Wuchou’s Spirit Transformed arms.

"Boom!"

A deafening collision sound erupted, and a huge shockwave spread outward from the ground struck by Wuchou’s fist.

This move was rather similar to Nie Jiu’s Zhen Yue, so Lou Yun knew its danger; being in mid-air, he didn’t dare to land and kept drifting with the wind to another direction.

Wuchou missed his strike, looked up with a strange laugh, and chased along the direction Lou Yun fled, shouting as he pursued, "Kid, didn’t you say you’d kill me one-on-one? Have the guts not to run!"

Facing Wuchou with his magical weapon in Spirit Transformation state, Lou Yun didn’t dare to oppose him head-on; he could only run wildly for his life, trying to escape Wuchou’s attack.

But at that point, Lou Yun felt extremely puzzled in his heart, wondering if Wuchou saw him as easy to bully; just before, it was clearly Tao Heng and Feng Wendu with the others ganging up on and injuring him; with his power greatly enhanced after Spirit Transformation, why didn’t he trouble them but chased relentlessly after him instead?