Chapter 11: Showdown! Core Formation Cultivator Jiang Ren (1/2)

The Spirit Martial Continent had countless Human Sect cultivators, each person’s True Essence refined during the Refining Qi Realm varied based on their physique and the techniques they practiced.

The greater the amount of True Essence, the more solid the foundation of the Qi Sea would be.

In the future, the chances of achieving the Spirit Sea Realm and officially cultivating the Spiritual Qi Sea would increase, and the upper limit would also rise.

However, if the amount of True Essence was too low, it essentially meant bidding farewell to the path of cultivation, with the strongest achievement being the Core Formation Realm.

This was merely a difference in the quantity of True Essence; in terms of attributes, True Essence also had distinctions.

True Essence could have up to nine attributes, but the vast majority of cultivators condensed a chaotic “Disordered True Essence,” meaning the attributes of their True Essence were inconsistent and even conflicted with each other.

Those prodigies from noble families had their cultivation paths designed for them since infancy, and every attribute of the True Essence they refined was consistent, which was referred to as “Heavenly Harmony True Essence.”

The combination of Qi, Spirit, and Heaven could unleash tremendous power, far surpassing the chaotic True Essence of ordinary cultivators!

Li Luobing and the current Ning Wuxie both possessed Heavenly Harmony True Essence.

In his previous life, Ning Wuxie had only broken through to the Spirit Condensing Realm with eight Disordered True Essences.

The condensation of True Essence was a rare opportunity; it was not guaranteed that one could condense True Essence simply by advancing. Besides the natural talent, this time he had completely benefited from Xuan’er’s influence.

Outside the training arena of Hermit Valley, although it was morning, it was already crowded with people.

Various loose cultivators stood below the stage, each with different appearances, but all were filled with excitement.

It was unclear who spread the news that the renowned Master Wuyuan’s closed-door disciple Jiang Ren would duel someone today, and the opponent had just completed a week of training in the valley.

For Master Wuyuan, loose cultivators in the martial world held deep respect, after all, he was a powerful figure who had stepped into the Immortal Realm over three hundred years ago.

A century ago, he had single-handedly exterminated an entire sect of demons, filling the valley with corpses, hence the title “Wuyuan.”

His top disciple, Li Luobing, truly lived up to his master’s reputation, coming from a noble background, cultivating rapidly, and possessing unparalleled beauty, making him the dream of three hundred million male cultivators in the Spirit Martial Continent.

However, the closed-door disciple Jiang Ren was a different story altogether.

His aptitude was merely above average, and his character was arrogant and overbearing, leading many to suspect that Master Wuyuan had inadvertently taken him in along with Li Luobing.

The onlookers eagerly anticipated the duel; some hoped Jiang Ren would suffer, while others sympathized with his opponent for facing such a calamity.

Ning Wuxie brought Xuan’er to the training arena and found Elder Xuanji sitting by the ring, asking him to look after Xuan’er.

Elder Xuanji wore a worried expression, feeling somewhat regretful.

“Little friend Wuxie, why did you agree to duel Jiang Ren?”

“In Hermit Valley, duels have no bottom line; if you cannot withstand three moves, he can directly kill you!”

Ning Wuxie waved a hand, not wanting to discuss such matters in front of Xuan’er.

“Rest assured, Elder Xuanji, I will not die.”

“Brother…”

Xuan’er, who had initially been excited to see so many people, turned pale upon hearing Elder Xuanji’s words, clutching Ning Wuxie’s sleeve and refusing to let go.

Ning Wuxie squatted down and gently touched Xuan’er’s round face.

“Don’t be afraid, brother keeps his word and will not leave you.”

Xuan’er looked at Ning Wuxie with her ink-like big eyes, filled with fear and anxiety.

Ning Wuxie hugged her tightly for a moment.

“Brat Ning Wuxie, come out and die!”

A sharp and arrogant shout suddenly came from the arena behind.

“Brother is going up now, will be back soon, and will bring you candied hawthorn.”

Ning Wuxie revealed a gentle and reliable smile, pushed Xuan’er away gently, grabbed his long knife, and turned to walk onto the stage.

Seeing someone truly accept the challenge, the crowd erupted into a commotion.

“Wow, he really came, so young!”

“No way… this person looks like only… Refining Qi?”

“Indeed, the weapon he holds is a steel knife! A steel knife for mortals!”

“Why would a Refining Qi cultivator fight a Core Formation cultivator? Is he tired of living?!”

Many cultivators had already discerned Ning Wuxie’s cultivation level, and they began to express their astonishment and confusion.

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