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Novel: [The Primordial Law]
Volume 3: [Qiu Prefecture Lantern Festival]
Chapter 83 (227): [You Are an Inheritor Level]
(83rd of Volume 3)
Translator: Shadow Knight AK
Editor: Shadow Knight AK
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Luan Sheng Lin You's figure flickered and vanished from the rooftop, heading straight for Long Dian, the top Martial-Mystic Cultivator of the Eastern Territory, at the Dragon Palace.
"Yu Zi's Flowing Silver Mask is no ordinary artifact. Could it be a Seventh-Grade Hundred-Character Scripture Artifact?" Li Weiyi thought.
"It shattered over a dozen Formations with a single strike. It must be!" Qi Xiao nodded.
"Yu Zi's background is extraordinary. He carries the bloodline of an Ancient Immortal Giant Beast. The elders behind him, with his exceptional talent, would certainly have given him some powerful defensive treasures."
On the seventh night of the month, Li Weiyi and Yang Qingxi had planned to kill Yu Zi with their first move. It was the most dangerous opening move, and Yu Zi had only survived thanks to the Flowing Silver Mask. Fortunately, they never gave him a chance to activate it.
Even if Yu Zi had activated it, it wouldn't have been too overwhelming.
The strike just now was powered by over two hundred Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivators, allowing the Seventh-Grade Hundred-Character Scripture Artifact to unleash its full power. Even a Dao Seed Realm Martial-Mystic Cultivator would have had to retreat before such an attack.
Zuoqiu Ting used spiritual energy transmission to send a message into the darkness below the city walls: "Send the signal. Have Zhu Yibai and the others attack the Far Western Ashland's headquarters. Let's see if Luan Sheng Lin You continues to target Dragon Sect or retreats to West City."
Li Weiyi understood Zuoqiu Ting's strategy!
Tonight's battle was crucial. Zuoqiu Ting was treating it as a decisive showdown.
If Luan Sheng Lin You broke through Dragon Sect, the Zuoqiu Sect would attack the Far Western Ashlands' headquarters.
If Ge Xiantong breached the Thundercloud Sect, the other Zuoqiu Sect force would undoubtedly strike the Prefectural Governor's Mansion.
By doing this, even if Dragon Sect and the Thundercloud Sect were eliminated, the two strongest factions - the Far Western Ashlands and the Imperial Court - would be weakened by half.
Only by achieving this could the Zuoqiu Sect hope to emerge as the ultimate victor in the next three days.
Failure to do so...
The next three days would be excruciating.
The outcome hinged on tonight.
The Zuoqiu Sect possessed the most accurate intelligence network, leaving no room for strategic miscalculations.
The enemy's strength distribution was completely transparent to them.
"Long Dian is no match for Luan Sheng Lin You. He cannot die."
Zuoqiu Ting's figure shot out, leaping from the city wall and vanishing into the night in an instant.
Li Weiyi asked, "Are Zuoqiu Ting and Zuoqiu Hong only here to save Long Dian and Lu Cangsheng tonight?"
Qi Xiao nodded: "Once everyone's headquarters have been breached, the final outcome will depend on the clash between the top experts. Only by securing Long Dian and Lu Cangsheng can the Zuoqiu Sect truly claim victory."
Li Weiyi asked, "They must have promised them a certain number of Immortality Pills, Dragon Seeds, and Dragon Bones?"
"That's right! When it comes to keeping promises, the other three sects can't compare to the Zuoqiu Sect."
Qi Xiao opened the Third Class Invitation Card again, revealing a Dragon Bone Ticket inside: "Twenty Immortality Pill Tickets. Most of them are gathered in East City tonight."
"Ge Xiantong has three, Luan Sheng Lin You has four, Tang Wanqiu has four, Long Dian has two, and Lu Cangsheng has one..."
Li Weiyi asked, "Where is the Snow Sword Tang Court stationed?"
Qi Xiao pointed to a location near the edge of the map inside the invitation card: "The Snow Sword Tang Court is guarding the outer city walls, likely to prevent Martial-Mystic Cultivators from Dragon Sect and Thundercloud Sect from escaping Qiu Prefecture City with their invitation cards. Ultimately, the Snow Sword Tang Court's strength still falls short of the Far Western Ashlands and the Imperial Court."
Shi Shishi pulled out his Second-Tier Invitation Card and sighed: "Brother Weiyi, our invitation cards are completely blank. They're just like useless scraps of paper."
"Can't wait any longer?" Li Weiyi chuckled.
Shi Shishi said, "Tonight, we need to secure at least one Dragon Bone Ticket. That will allow us to lock down the locations of all the tickets in the entire city."
"Whoosh!"
A brilliant white light erupted from the direction of the Dragon Sect Stronghold.
A Hundred-Character Scripture Jade Boat soared into the sky, enveloped in a swirling cloud of white Spiritual Qi. It shot straight out of the city, instantly passing over the heads of Li Weiyi and his companions.
Below the Jade Boat, the masters from the Far Western Ashlands, each displaying their unique skills, pursued it across the ground.
The three men immediately jumped down from the city wall and hid.
Qi Xiao opened his Invitation Card: "There are five Dragon Seed Tickets and six Dragon Bone Tickets on the Jade Boat. And the Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Far Western Ashlands chasing it on the ground... between the Dragon Seed Tickets and Dragon Bone Tickets, there are more than twenty in total."
"So many experts! First-Class, Second Class, Third Class, Second-Tier... not a single weakling among them, yet they're all appearing in droves," Shi Shishi exclaimed.
Li Weiyi said, "This is a rare opportunity to fish in troubled waters. Tonight, let's help you secure the Dragon Bone Tickets and Dragon Seed Tickets first."
Qi Xiao immediately slapped his chest and vowed, "If you can help Qi Xiao secure even a single Dragon Seed Ticket, it will be like giving me a second life. From now on, if you two ever need anything, Qi Xiao will gladly walk through fire and water to fulfill your request."
On the outer city wall, six Seventh Sea Martial-Mystic Cultivators from the Snow Sword Tang Court joined forces to conjure a giant sword, which cleaved the Dragon Sect's Spiritual Artifact Jade Boat in two.
Tang Wanqiu stood atop the wall, her hands clasped in a gesture of respect and a smile playing on her lips. She announced in a clear voice, "Five Dragon Seed Tickets, six Dragon Bone Tickets. If you give up, I'll let you pass immediately. Dragon Sect has already been defeated. There's no need to fight to the death anymore. We're all rebels, and the Imperial Court is our common enemy."
Realizing they couldn't escape the city, the dozens of Dragon Sect experts aboard the Spiritual Artifact Jade Boat scattered in all directions.
Tang Wanqiu's expression darkened.
"Pursue them!" She commanded.
Li Weiyi had been observing the night's battle unfold, but something felt off. He couldn't quite put his finger on it. He shared this feeling with Qi Xiao and Shi Shishi.
Shi Shishi said, "Don't overthink it. The entire city is in chaos tonight, with various factions vying for power in a complex web of alliances and betrayals. Even the leaders of the Major Powers who've spent countless hours strategizing for this night can only take things one step at a time. We won't have a clear picture until the battle ends."
"Ah..."
A low, mournful cry echoed from the street nearby.
Li Weiyi stood in the shadows beneath the eaves, concealing his aura as he gazed out at the wide street.
He saw Young Master Yuwen Tuozhen of Night City riding the Nightscale Colossus, relentlessly pursuing a Dragon Sect Martial-Mystic Cultivator. The two were locked in a desperate chase, both wielding long spears as their weapons.
Each clash of their spears sent waves of energy rippling outwards, shaking the street and sending snow flying from the rooftops.
The buildings lining the street were shrouded in shimmering Formation light, flickering brightly and dimly with each exchange.
The Dragon Sect Martial-Mystic Cultivator was already severely wounded, a gaping hole torn through his chest.
"It's Yuwen Tuozhen, the fifth-ranked in the Second Class of the Southern Territory, and Long Jingsong, the fourth-ranked in the Third Class of the Eastern Territory," Qi Xiao said, his eyes gleaming as he looked at the Invitation Card in his hand, "One Dragon Seed Ticket and two Dragon Bone Tickets... What an opportunity!"
"Pfft!"
Yuwen Tuozhen leaped from the Nightscale Colossus's back, his blood flowing like a dragon's roar. The long spear in his hand, tainted with Night Emperor Toad Poison, struck Long Jingsong's neck with lightning speed.
"So this is all the Eastern Territory's top three amount to? In the Southern Territory, they'd only be Second-Tier."
Yuwen Tuozhen sneered and crouched down, rummaging through the corpses.
He had just retrieved Long Jinsong's invitation card when his expression suddenly changed.
The Spiritual Qi within him transformed into a powerful shockwave that surged violently backward.
Qi Xiao, wielding his broad-backed Battle Blade, flew above and behind Yuwen Tuozhen, unleashing a blade of light several meters long.
The shockwave of Spiritual Qi Yuwen Tuozhen had released was cleaved apart by the blade.
"Bang!"
A long spear thrust out.
Caught off guard, Yuwen Tuozhen was knocked back several steps. When he saw his attacker, he roared, "Qi Xiao, are you willing to risk your life for a Dragon Seed Ticket?"
"Who isn't risking their life for a Dragon Seed Ticket?"
Qi Xiao unleashed his second strike, manifesting a five-zhang-tall Battle Technique Intent Divine Shadow behind him.
Both were Pure Immortal Physiques at the Great Perfection of the Five Seas Realm, but one was the Southern Territory's Second Class, while the other was the Southern Territory's Top Three.
In a flash, they had exchanged dozens of blows.
Shi Shishi seized the opportunity, burrowing from the ground behind Yuwen Tuozhen and landing a punch squarely in his back.
After landing a successful blow, Yuwen Tuozhen immediately retreated.
Having endured Shi Shishi's punch and Qi Xiao's blade, he swiftly fled to the right, landing on a rooftop. A trickle of blood escaped from the corner of his mouth as he gritted his teeth and cautiously scanned his surroundings.
Shi Shishi was already waiting on the rooftop, blocking his path. He chuckled, "Young City Lord, do you think you can handle two of us at once?"
Yuwen Tuozhen suppressed his injuries, the crescent mark on his brow glowing brightly as the Battle Technique Intent of his Heterogeneous Battle Technique manifested.
A five-zhang-long crescent moon, radiant and dazzling, hovered above his head and behind him. Spiritual Qi swirled around it like Cloud Mist, exuding an aura of boundless mystery.
He snorted, "Shi Shishi, you just broke through to the Seventh Sea, didn't you? You and Qi Xiao think you can hold me here?"
Yuwen Tuozhen whistled sharply.
In the distance, the Nightscale Colossus roared, immediately spreading its massive wings and soaring toward the rooftop.
On the street below, Li Weiyi finished carefully searching Long Jingsong's body.
He picked up the Dragonscale Spear from the ground and hurled it.
"Pfft!"
The spear pierced through the Nightscale Colossus's abdomen, passing clean through its body and soaring into the night sky.
Blood splattered, and the beast let out a mournful cry.
Li Weiyi, the Yellow Dragon Sword strapped to his back, his Daoist robe pristine, looked up at the roof: "I've been here for so long, and the Young City Lord still hasn't noticed me?"
Qi Xiao, his saber drawn, blocked Yuwen Tuozhen's escape route from another direction, laughing loudly: "One against three - still confident?"
Yuwen Tuozhen recognized Li Weiyi as a Fifth Stage of the Five Seas Realm Martial-Mystic artist, but his wariness of him surpassed even his caution toward Qi Xiao and Shi Shishi.
He said coldly, "You've finally shown yourself! Tonight in East City, there are more people who want you dead than you can count on two hands."
"Care to guess why I dared to reveal myself?"
Li Weiyi activated the Clear Void Cicada-Chasing Step, his feet treading on wisps of blue smoke. His body blurred into countless afterimages, tracing an arc across the street and instantly appearing before Yuwen Tuozhen.
He raised his sword, and the Battle Technique Intent Divine Shadow materialized, illuminating the surroundings.
'So fast!'
Yuwen Tuozhen was shocked.
He channeled all his Spiritual Qi, and his First-Grade Hundred-Character Sutra Spiritual Artifact-grade long spear thrust forward with tremendous force.
One hundred and twenty-seven white scripture characters emerged on the spear shaft, flowing rapidly like a torrential downpour toward the spearhead.
"Boom!"
"Bang bang!"
Swords and spears clashed, the metallic clang of steel echoing endlessly.
After a dozen exchanges, all the white scriptures shattered and scattered.
Yuwen Tuozhen felt an overwhelming force surge from the long spear. The injuries he had been suppressing finally overwhelmed him, and he spat out a mouthful of blood, his body plummeting from the rooftop.
"You... are at the Inheritor-level..."
Had he not fought Li Weiyi personally, Yuwen Tuozhen would never have believed he had grown so powerful. No wonder he had dared to participate in tonight's chaos without restraint.
After all, every Inheritor at the Hidden Dragon Lantern Festival was a dragon crossing the river.
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