Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 455 - 455 454 Yubi Mountain Villa 4

455: Chapter 454 Yubi Mountain Villa 4 455: Chapter 454 Yubi Mountain Villa 4 Above and below the Ice Pond, two people were locked in a stalemate.

Zhao Xintong watched from the side, utterly confused.

She could not understand the content of the battle; it was completely beyond her cognitive range.

She felt she could move now, but this did not mean the villain was gaining the upper hand; she could tell the villain’s face was struggling, like that of someone with constipation, which inappropriately filled her with a sense of pleasure: so you have your bad days, too?

According to the villain’s orders, she should leave the battlefield now, which was the best choice for a low-realm cultivator to not affect the outcome of the battle.

She couldn’t help, but at least she could avoid making things worse.

However, she did not move; this was not out of instinct for the fight, but out of the diviner’s prediction of the battle’s trends, she had a hunch that maybe she could do something?

…

Hou Niao felt his Thunderbolt System was being ruthlessly trampled!

This was the difference between Dao and skill.

He was familiar with skill, but the barrier thunder from Yu Shangque was Dao.

In the collision of Dao and skill, there was both pain and gain.

It was dangerous, but he felt it was worth it, so he persevered.

He didn’t seek to counter the thunder but tried to find the common ground between them.

The battle continued in a stalemate.

As time passed, the scales began to imperceptibly shift towards Hou Niao, an inevitable outcome.

As such heavenly thunder, Yu Shangque could not control; he only borrowed its use but could not wield it.

This gave Hou Niao time to familiarize, learn, accept, and assimilate.

After overcoming the initial awkwardness, the thunder force Yu Shangque borrowed from within the barrier began to become a supplement for him, not by absorbing power but by hastening understanding.

To bystanders, this was a battle, but in Hou Niao’s experience, this was a lesson, a class teaching him the secrets of the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt.

Although it was still beginner level, the layer of paper over the window had been pried open a crack, and its significance for the application of thunderbolt was self-evident.

If Yu Shangque were willing, he would even cooperate to keep this battle going indefinitely.

Regrettably, the heavenly thunder had damaged Yu Shangque’s body, not his mind.

He also felt something was off.

He couldn’t understand why the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt, which he couldn’t dissipate, was seemingly useless against a Tongtian Realm minor cultivator?

He had no time to think it over.

Having experienced countless battles in his several hundred years of life, he knew he had to change his approach at the slightest sign of trouble.

If the heavenly thunder within the barrier did not achieve the desired effect, then he would switch to another method.

This barrier was created after his failed Nascent Transformation in the Upper Realm.

The barrier’s framework was quite ordinary, the impressive part was the integration of two abilities that had deeply impacted him.

One was the passively existing Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt, and the other was his main cultivation focus—prediction.

The reason he failed in ascending to the Upper Realm initially was because his prediction skill suffered a strong backlash from the Heavenly Dao.

This, in another sense, proved the prowess of his prediction skill.

That’s why he thought of changing bodies as a method; he did not want to give up his life’s pride in prediction skill, so he had to switch to a stronger vessel.

The Qingming Body was a good fit.

Now, having proven the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt’s power was lacking in effectiveness, he resolutely decided to switch methods and use the Prediction Skill to resolve this!

This was a method he was very reluctant to use because every time he dared to employ the Prediction Skill, the backlash from the heavenly thunder attached to his body would strengthen.

The Prediction Skill became a double-edged sword due to the presence of the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt.”

He had no choice but to wield this double-edged sword; it was a smaller risk than leaving his body from the Ice Pond.

Prediction Skill murders people, killing the future and the feedback is reality; not judged by Realm, it’s a competition of will, the control over the foreseeable future, some deep predestined matters.

In the darkness, Hou Niao seemed to hear someone shouting in his ear, “A life for a life, causality cycles, the death of the Yu family father and son should fall on this very day!”

He felt as if his life was slipping away, a force he could not comprehend at present, something his Flying Sword could not contend with; and only at this moment did he truly understand why the Yu family went to such lengths, risking the world’s great taboo to save an aged ancestor.

It was not just because of the Realm, but also because this ancestor possessed a somewhat defy-the-heavens Prediction Skill, such a person, if allowed to truly advance to the Upper Realm and undergo Nascent Transformation, could tip the scales significantly, and the Yu family becoming a major Cultivation clan in the Jinxiu Continent was not a mere dream.

Against such methods, he could not treat it like a lesson, it was paying tuition with the ebbing of life; merely commanding a Flying Sword he feared would not solve the problem, other than using the special method within the Qian Character Mantra to forcibly convert the Sword Spirit, he had no other more intense options.

Before that, the final warning, “I’ll say it one more time, I’ve been attacked by this person’s predictions, it’s either we both perish; leave on your own, or stay here and accompany me in death!”

Zhao Xintong understood, and for the first time, a smile appeared on her face; she finally realized what she had been waiting for all these twenty years, it wasn’t hatred, but to prove her worth and ability before this villain.

Now, was this villain begging her?

She liked this feeling!

Having faced each other for almost a month, she spoke to him for the first time, “I won’t leave, it’ll piss you off!”

This was her childhood dream, and now she finally realized it.

She took a few quick steps, leaped, and jumped onto the back of the villain, just as she did in her childhood, eating sweet melon, carelessly smearing the juice on the villain’s neck, the sole act of revenge she could perform at that young age.

Now, the neck was still the same, but her weapons were no longer just sweet melons!

“I want you to be completely unguarded, hand over the Prediction Skill to me, you’re responsible for the Heavenly Dao Thunderbolt!”

She was watching, seeing if this villain would dare to bet whether he truly trusted her or not, if he hesitated not at all, then she could be sure that this was her real kin, the one who had changed her diapers since she was little.

She was very satisfied, because the villain opened himself up to her even before she had finished speaking, accompanied as always by his malicious words,

“Make it brilliant, I don’t want to die here, I haven’t had enough of the outside world’s glories yet!”

She hugged his neck tightly, the neck that made her feel safe, that in the Poplar Forest had countless times swung a sword in front of her; all these, she never forgot, such was the specialization of the Qingming Body, though she was small, she began to gain insight early, and held her unique perspective on the surrounding world.

Prediction Skill, in the Cultivation World, is an extremely rare Daoist Skill that does not discuss heroes by Realm; which is to say, in some respects, it isn’t a Daoist Skill where high Realm necessarily exerts pressure on cultivators of lower Realms, it relies too much on innate talent.

That is why in the Mortal World there are often phrases from children that are eerily accurate; the difference being only that their weak bodies and low Realms cannot bear the intense backlash of predictions.

When she used her Qingming Body to withstand the Yu Shangque’s Prophecy Kill, everything was different.