Could it be that I am the cruel villain?
Chapter 500 - 302 I Say, One Stick of Incense_2

Chapter 500: Chapter 302 I Say, One Stick of Incense_2

Isn’t defeating this brat head-on as easy as pie?

But who would have thought that the moment they clashed, his expression would change.

"This little beast is just a low-grade Core Formation; why is the power of his Daoist magic so fierce? Damn this thing!"

With a low growl, he continued to pour Spiritual Energy into his palm, as every disciple from a wealthy family has a common ailment.

Competitiveness.

In their minds, the cultivation technique passed down by their elders is the best in the world, especially for those from prestigious families. For them, admitting defeat is probably worse than dying.

If he were rational, in this situation he shouldn’t forcefully suppress his opponent, but let the two Daoist techniques offset each other and conserve his strength. Since his cultivation realm is higher, as long as he ensures his Spiritual Energy doesn’t deplete, he has greater chances of winning.

Like those two Purple Cloud Palace disciples he previously captured; mainly it was because they couldn’t withstand the first round and were easily subdued by him later.

But the young master before him couldn’t care less; he only cared about showcasing his own formidable and strong side, completely unaware that the spells he practiced are all mediocre.

It’s like a six-year-old holding a gun but unable to pull the trigger, so he can only smash it against your head with beauty.

Meanwhile, Jiang Feng’s expression remained calm. Realizing that Xuan Yinzi continued to frantically infuse Spiritual Energy to suppress him, taking the lead in momentum, he even actively lowered the intensity of the Thunder Technique, allowing the opponent to suppress him at a slow pace.

The flow of Spiritual Energy in his arms and body was directly divided into two parts, with only two lines continuing to maintain the release of the Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art.

In other parts, his meridians had already started circulating other spells, which would likely scare any expert observing him.

Within just three short years, he had already achieved Dao Heart Clarity, grasping a multitude of skills, be it Daoist magic or curses, he could handle even those evil techniques and illusions with ease, simply a natural talent for practicing Daoist magic.

Otherwise, if Jiang Feng truly lacked any skills, how could he have entered Swordmaster Peak?

Previously, Liu Tangxi had mentioned that indeed, Jiang Feng wasn’t particularly suitable for following her to cultivate sword techniques. She was the type who would proceed down a single path to the bitter end, while her junior brother was adept at integrating various styles, seizing opportunities and adapting strategically, using his strengths to counter the enemy’s weaknesses.

A path like his junior brother’s would be best suited to join the ranks of carefree cultivators, having enough experience and time to roam where they wish, free to explore the world; that was Jiang Feng’s destined place.

However, due to selfishness, she took Jiang Feng away, though Liu Tangxi did one thing smart.

Knowing she had no capacity to teach Jiang Feng the Daoist skills, nor did she have much insight in learning them herself, she chose the simplest and most effective method.

"Junior Brother, you should learn the Daoist skills and curses on your own and become proficient; your senior sister won’t teach these messy things."

"Ah?"

"Feel free to flip through the Daoist magic and curses in the study room, organize them once you’ve read them, and if you don’t understand something, just casually ask a senior uncle."

"I..."

"If you fancy any senior uncle’s Daoist magic, just tell me, and I’ll get it. If I can’t, you can go find their disciples and spar, after a few rounds you’ll learn."

"Huh?"

"Oh, remember to bring your junior sister; she has a great memory, so let her help remember for you."

"...6."

For Mr. Jiang years ago, you could never understand just how explosive it was hearing these phrases.

His senior sister’s instructive methods indeed had a unique approach.

However, Liu Tangxi did indeed show intelligence; every time Jiang Feng made some minor achievements in swordsmanship, she would afford her junior brother plenty of free time, allowing him to roam around various mountaintops.

Besides researching other Daoist magic and curses, it wasn’t uncommon for him to tinker with his collection of incredibly potent firearms on the back hill.

Every now and then, she could hear powerful explosion sounds from the back mountain, and a while later, she would see her junior brother return home, covered in soot, for a meal.

To some degree, Liu Tangxi quite appreciated the trickery her junior brother concocted; her assessment of Jiang Feng’s current strength was approximately at the level of barely high-grade Core Formation.

But.

That was only regarding the sword she gave to Jiang Feng, the one in his hand that reached that level.

As for all those things in his hand...

"Brat, watch my skill to subdue you!"

Two top-tier Daoist techniques collided in the air.

A smile crept at the corner of his mouth, clearly with him holding the advantage. As long as he could suppress this brat in momentum, there would be no fear of losing; even the Bone Dragon was right behind under his divided control.

The youth simply interlocked the middle and index finger of his left hand and vertically held two fingers of the right hand to make a sword technique.

His body nearly completely divided left from right; if anyone carefully sensed, they would notice Jiang Feng’s body simultaneously circulating Sword Qi and Daoist magic!

Dangerous glints emerged from his eyes. Previously, he didn’t know why his senior sister had him get some good items from Yu Ying; anyway, with his character, he certainly wouldn’t be polite and flipped through almost all high-grade ones.

Taoism respects thunder, and in their pursuit of Thunder Techniques, they are utterly relentless, being the most potent and explosive attribute among the Five Elements.

The Scarlet Sun Infinite Heavenly Thunder Art, originally a unique skill of Divine Thunder Valley, happened to fall into Yu Ying’s hands because a dispatched person to the border offended her, resulting in his demise orchestrated by this madwoman.

But now he finally understood what he needed more was not quality.

But quantity.

The greater the quantity, the more advantageous his multi-tasking and control became.

Leaning back, he directly squeezed the remaining infused Spiritual Energy from both hands outwards; the residual Thunder Technique blocked the Bone Dragon for about two seconds, and then his body twisted sideways, abandoning frontal confrontation.

"Demolishing Demon Frost Palm."

The cold voice scared Xuan Yinzi into immediately recalling the Bone Dragon.

"Come back!"

Boom—

The fusion of lightning and frost caught Xuan Yinzi off guard, even with all bone layer covering his body, causing him to stagger a few steps before stabilizing after a few seconds.

White mist dispersed, ice shards broke.

Anger filled his eyes, and just when he was about to command the Bone Dragon to continue the chase, Jiang Feng had already adjusted himself, while the flying sword continued to float, searching for openings.

Even he gripped the iron wire and lunged directly.

"Boy, you’re looking for trouble, watch as I break your trash bones!"

Weapons clashed once again.

It was just a touch and go, a streak of Sword Qi passed through the bone layer, hitting him, making Xuan Yinzi feel his body slightly numb, which he instinctively dispelled with Spiritual Energy.

Truthfully, no matter how many times Jiang Feng engaged Xuan Yinzi head-on, he suffered the most; the gap brought by cultivation realm was still somewhat challenging to bridge, not to mention his terrifying Lifebound Magical Treasure.

But Jiang Feng leveraged the counterforce to step back, gaining tens of meters, while still in mid-air before landing, a bone spike emerged from the ground.

The youth just steadily landed on the flying sword that conveniently bounced off.

Expressionless, but answers slowly began to form in his mind.

One common ailment of elite family disciples.

Cowardice.

The higher their status, the more they fear death, enjoying unparalleled rights in their hands, basking in their elders’ blessings; to such individuals, exchanging lives with them isn’t worth it.

They would flinch.

For instance, earlier Jiang Feng used the last remnants of the Thunder Technique to delay for two seconds and deploy spells for a flanking maneuver; clearly, that Bone Dragon should have attacked him sooner.

If it had struck, even if it didn’t result in immediate death, he would likely lose chunks of flesh; if the Bone Dragon’s power was terrifying, it might have devoured an arm.

The price Xuan Yinzi would pay was an internal injury, albeit not severe, with two mouthfuls of blood and half a month’s rest to fully recover.

But the opponent’s instinct was to abandon offense and ensure his safety; rationally, with his cultivation realm, he should exchange injuries for a decisive and quick attack on the opponent.

Not fearing harm with nothing to lose, Jiang Feng adeptly exploited this characteristic, flicking three papermen in different directions.

He glanced at the marks on Xuan Yinzi, the flying sword had previously left traces all over him, but he utilized the bone layer to completely wrap his skin, preventing the blade from penetrating.

But Jiang Feng discerned the target points on those strike locations, estimating the Spiritual Energy within him and then looking at Xuan Yinzi.

"One incense stick."

A smile curved his lips.

It was a smile of utmost confidence.

"What?"

Even this young master for a brief moment didn’t comprehend what this brat intended, yet the person simply held a sword, and within him erupted an exceptionally dreadful demon aura!

"I said, one incense stick... to finish you off."