I Have A Special Cultivation Talent

Chapter 91: Golden Mountain and Sword Shadow

Unlike the golden ray produced by the lotus magic stage, the new golden ray was even more majestic.

The light was a little diffused by the cloud, but after focusing on its source, they realized it was from a person.

“Mountain!” Divine Flame Peak’s Lin Feiyang’s voice pierced through the clouds.

A huge mountain glowing in golden light appeared right in front of Chen Jingzhai.

Although the mountain was floating above the cloud, one could feel its heaviness.

The clouds around it stopped raging and gathered around it.

“Chen Jingzhai,” Lin Feiyang roared. “Let’s see if you can break this divine mountain! If you can, I’ll call you Master-Uncle from now on!”

He didn’t even plan to hide his hostility toward Chen Jingzhai.

The disciple from Divine Flame Peak was shrouded in a golden light, and he moved as fast as a comet.

One could tell from his tone that he was prideful and even arrogant.

Everyone knew how dejected he was after the secret zone exploration.

Because of his failure to secure good resources from the secret zone, he gathered other disciples to plot against his Master-Uncle.

He was punished for doing that the moment he returned to his branch.

The punishment wasn’t humiliating, but the disdain from his peers and senior brothers was.

Just like Feng Liuyun, he had decided to stop Chen Jingzhai from advancing in the Zhengdu battle.

He wanted to teach Chen Jingzhai a lesson.

However, unlike Feng Liuyun, Lin Feiyang was resolute.

His pride was already hurt to the point where he didn’t mind addressing Chen Jingzhai as his Master-Uncle if he had failed.

Not only that, but Chen Jingzhai had proven to everyone else that he was really talented.

He wasn’t the nobody who had just joined the clan anymore, but a powerful cultivator who had established his foundation.

Lin Feiyang knew that if he continued to oppose Chen Jingzhai, he would eventually suffer the consequences.

Most of the disciples of Divine Flame Peak were smart. They would never do things that would make them suffer in the long run.

And that kind of thinking led to the current situation.

There was no way Lin Feiyang was going to admit that he was just trying to find a way to at least regain a little of his pride.

Chen Jingzhai was not fazed despite the huge golden mountain blocking his path.

It was as if he did not hear what Lin Feiyang had said, nor did he see the mountain in front of him.

He even sped up.

Red and blue hues suddenly appeared on the swords on his back, making them even more magnificent.

Just as he was about to fly into the mountain, a mirror appeared in front of him.

It was the palm-sized Great Heaven Mirror.

A ray of purple light shot out from the mirror and pierced through the mountain.

The heavy and sturdy-looking mountain was like a piece of paper in front of the ray.

Chen Jingzhai put the mirror away, flew through the hole in the mountain he had made, and continued to advance forward.

Lin Feiyang could only watch everything unfold before him with a wide-open mouth.

“Remember to call me Master-Uncle the next time you see me!” Chen Jingzhai said as he left. “Or else you’ll have to get punished for not respecting someone in a higher position than you!”

When Lin Feiyang turned to look in the direction Chen Jingzhai was flying toward, he realized that his Master-Uncle was already nowhere to be seen.

With a dumbfounded expression, he lost control of his spiritual power, and the mountain disappeared.

He then covered his entire body in golden light before chasing after Chen Jingzhai.

“Divine Flame Peak teaches the summary of the Luotian Celestial Scripture and focuses on utilizing celestial patterns,” Mrs. Yang said. “They turn their words into powers and are able to form mountains and rivers with a single word.”

“That doesn’t mean that their disciples are strong,” Peak Master Yang said. “Lin Feiyan isn’t even the strongest among the disciples, but he is favored by his master. He even got the Golden Raiment from his master.”

“Perhaps he just borrowed it from his master.” Mrs. Yang laughed. “The Golden Raiment is a Grade 3 magic apparel that can amplify the spells of the Divine Flame lineage. That effect alone is a rare find.”

“Still, he’s considered a genius to be able to summon a mountain with just the help of the apparel. However, he needs to change his temper if he wants to improve.”

“That’s his master’s business. Instead, the mirror that junior brother has just used seems powerful. It’s at least an Intermediate Grade 3 magic treasure.”

“No, at least an Advanced Grade 3,” corrected the Peak Master. “He got that mirror from the secret zone, and Senior Brother Qin allowed him to keep it in exchange for the items he had gotten from the immortal abode. So it’s a fair trade.”

“I see.” Mrs. Yang nodded and didn’t pry too much into it.

Although the immortal abode was not a well-kept secret among the clan, in the end, she was just the wife of a Peak Master, and prying too much would only result in unwanted attention.

She was curious, but she knew when to suppress her curiosity.

The disciples were about to reach the stage, and the Golden Core Sages, even the Nascent Plane cultivators, of each branch were completely focused on who would reach first.

Cultivation did not matter in the Zhengdu battle, only the methods the disciples used.

The ranking might not mean anything, but it would showcase the prowess of each disciple.

As the end was near, everyone was naturally anxious.

Even though Lin Feiyang’s and Feng Liuyun’s actions weren’t against the rules, many people were still unhappy that they tried to stop their Master-Uncle.

Due to its long history, it was natural for the Luo Sheng Sword School to have old-fashioned disciples. However, these people could not stand Lin Feiyang and Feng Liuyun’s disrespect toward Chen Jingzhai.

If it were other battles, the two would’ve been punished for their actions.

Chen Jingzhai had already caught up with the leading group of disciples.

Next to him was Zhang Kui on a flying puppet, and not far in front of him was Jiang Youning from Lijiang Peak, who was shrouded in sword light that was comparable to the disciples of the sword branches.

The fanciest among them were the disciples from Yunchao Peak, as they breezed through the sky on a cloud.

The methods they had trained in were similar to the Soaring Clouds Clan. Both of them walked the Path of Cloud and Fog and focused more on the water attribute.

“Master-Uncle! You’re finally here!” greeted Chu Jingsong, riding his blue sky whale. “Let me give you a hand!”

The whale suddenly twisted its body, and a surge of air appeared behind them.

It was as if Zhang Kui was not surprised as he simply dodged it while Jiang Youning slowed down a little.

With the gust of wind, Chen Jingzhai was forced to speed up even more.

This time, instead of using the swords as wings, the ends of their hilts touched each other and formed something similar to a propeller.

In just a few seconds, Chen Jingzhai had already reached the group that was the furthest ahead.

“Greetings, Master-Uncle!” a man with a deep, cold voice suddenly shouted next to Chen Jingzhai. “I’m Qiao Haisheng from the Golden Jade Sword Branch.”

Instead of turning to look, Chen Jingzhai used his divine mind and spotted a normal-looking young man who had formed 12 sword shadows.

“The same Qiao Haisheng who ranked third in the last battle forum?” Chen Jingzhai was speechless. “Is this how you greet your Master-Uncle?”

“My apologies, but disciples of sword branches are a competitive bunch. Since you joined the clan later than us and we are all still in the Foundation Establishment Plane, isn’t it natural that we greet each other with our swords?”

A hint of disdain could be heard in Qiao Haisheng’s tone, and Chen Jingzhai understood why he was so arrogant.

Everyone in the clan knew that the disciples of the sword branches were prideful.

Yet, it still annoyed him a lot.

Chen Jingzhai nonchalantly evaded the 12 sword shadows that were shot at him. Then, with a blank expression, he made a sign with his hands.

Inside his body, where no one could see, his backbone began to shine.

The five elements essence power began to gather around him when he was done with the signs.

“Pierce through him!” Chen Jingzhai shouted as the gust of wind behind him stopped for a second before forming into countless needles.

The needles were then shot toward Qiao Haisheng like heavy rain falling to the ground.