Invincible Starts From Dao Fruit
Chapter 107 - 85 Unmatchable in One Lifetime! [3rd Release, 200 Monthly Tickets Extra Release!]

Chapter 107: Chapter 85 Unmatchable in One Lifetime! [3rd Release, 200 Monthly Tickets Extra Release!]

From that day, Chen Jichuan reined in his slightly inflated ego.

He directed more energy toward cultivation and building his core team.

In the past, White Jade City had to operate covertly, recruiting with caution, always fearing discovery by the three sects.

Now with the Martial Alliance under Chen Jichuan’s control, he could easily screen talented and virtuous individuals to bring into White Jade City.

With miraculous artifacts like the Iron Lotus Seed, anyone with a hint of aptitude could rapidly develop their skills.

Harnessing the 400-fold time compression.

Chen Jichuan leveraged Da Liang World’s Baozhi Forest to develop numerous medicinal aids for cultivation. While these weren’t heaven-defying, they unquestionably boosted cultivation speed by several percentages.

Coupled with the Iron Lotus Seed, the strength of these new recruits in White Jade City advanced even faster.

Cultivating his team was merely a side project.

It didn’t consume much of his energy.

As for the financial and human resources required for concocting these elixirs, to Chen Jichuan, they were as insignificant as floating clouds. The consumed Iron Lotus Seeds were well within his tolerable range.

It was no cause for concern.

His own cultivation remained unaffected and progressed steadily.

However, the consumption of Source Power increased significantly.

Since knocking Mu Junxiong and Wang Quan into line, the oversight over Black Prison and Water Mansion had become much stricter. After a few heads were chopped, those pests stealing Spirit Stones and Bivalve Pearls finally had their arrogance crushed.

The production visibly increased.

The crackdown’s results were immediate, dispelling much of Chen Jichuan’s anger and bringing him considerable joy.

But Source Power is ever in demand, and never enough.

Whether for cultivation, refining techniques, or entering the Dao Fruit World in the future, major amounts of Source Power were required.

Black Prison was vast and boundless.

Chen Jichuan instructed Mu Junxiong to send people throughout Black Prison for an exhaustive search for Spirit Stone mines.

Simultaneously, he recruited manpower from the Martial Alliance to mine Spirit Stones within Black Prison.

Spirit Stone production gradually increased.

Daily, about five stones could now be unearthed, each containing anywhere from sixty to eighty units of Source Power. Over a month, this equated to approximately ten thousand units of Source Power.

Adding the Water Mansion’s Bivalve Pearls from Lishui Gang...

He could now comfortably rake in around sixteen or seventeen thousand units of Source Power monthly.

That figure made Chen Jichuan feel immensely satisfied.

Feasting alone was indeed a gratifying experience.

The only issue he worried about was that Spirit Stones and Bivalve Pearls greatly benefited Inner Strength cultivation. With him monopolizing them, it’s likely that discontent would brew among the Martial Alliance members, especially the top echelon.

Shared benefits secure longevity.

This principle was well understood by Chen Jichuan.

After careful consideration, and for the sake of long-term planning, he reluctantly decided to distribute two Spirit Stones each to Mu Junxiong, Wang Quan, and Xue Zhong every month.

For Innate cultivators...

One Spirit Stone was only enough for six days of cultivation, far from meeting their needs.

But this was all Chen Jichuan could afford to provide without incurring significant losses himself.

As for anyone beyond Mu Junxiong, Wang Quan, and Xue Zhong?

Only Chen Shaohu received ample Spirit Stone supplies.

However, Chen Shaohu’s cultivation level was still low, requiring at least a month to fully absorb one Spirit Stone.

One Stone per month.

Chen Jichuan could afford that.

Time flowed like water.

Before long, October passed, and November arrived.

Soon, it was the second day of November, the date of the showdown between ’Yangg Qiu,’ the Iron Leaf Island Master, and ’Tushan Ji,’ the Biqing Cliff Leader.

On this day.

Within Mingtang Mountain.

Chen Jichuan had long set up the Dharma Platform, hung a copper mirror above, performed Gang Steps, and channeled the Circular Light Skill.

In truth, with Chen Jichuan’s Daoist expertise, he didn’t need the Dharma Platform to perform the Circular Light Skill.

But utilizing the Dharma Platform made the skill more stable and potent.

After all, it would be most unsightly if the Circular Light Skill failed at a critical moment during today’s observation.

"Lying Tiger Ridge."

"Let’s see what tricks these two are up to!"

Chen Jichuan pointed his finger, and the copper mirror emitted a brilliant light, revealing a mountainous ridge.

It was none other than Lying Tiger Ridge.

...

A true dragon coiled in rest atop the high ridge.

Yangg Qiu, dressed in white, had arrived early.

Standing upon Lying Tiger Ridge, with a gentle breeze brushing past, he exuded an aura of immortality, at odds with the massive blade planted beside him.

However, anyone familiar with Iron Leaf Island would know that the island boasted two Absolute Skills — one being the ’Jade Sun Palm,’ and the other, the ’Yin Yang Chaos Blade.’

As the Iron Leaf Island Master, Yangg Qiu practiced the latter.

A single blade cutting across Yongg State, reigning over four counties—few dared challenge him.

Despite his outwardly refined, ethereal demeanor, he was a completely different person when wielding his blade.

Yangg Qiu waited.

All around, many others also waited.

Among them were Iron Leaf Island experts accompanying Yangg Qiu and Biqing Cliff masters arriving ahead of Tushan Ji.

There were also spies and martial artists from various factions beyond the two sects.

Both overtly and covertly.

All gathered in one place.

The forces of Yongg State had gathered, including Martial Alliance spies scattered across the area, craning their necks to observe, aiming to record every detail of this fight and report back to Shi’an County.

They weren’t alone.

Up in the trees atop the ridge, within the canopy, a Ghost Sparrow hid furtively, revealing only its eyes as it closely monitored the exterior.

Having been discovered once by Chen Jichuan...

The Ghost Sparrow had since learned its lesson, no longer brazenly spying, instead concealing itself carefully.

It was on high alert.

The pain in its wings from that previous encounter hadn’t faded; the Ghost Sparrow still remembered vividly. At the slightest sign of trouble, it was ready to flee.

The wind rustled.

The clouds shifted.

Yangg Qiu remained still.

Though Tushan Ji was long overdue, Yangg Qiu showed no trace of impatience, standing quietly. The crowd at Lying Tiger Ridge also waited in silence; no one uttered a single word of mockery.

Everyone knew.

Given Biqing Cliff’s power and Tushan Ji’s stature, it was inconceivable for him to retreat before fighting.

The crowd waited.

Chen Jichuan also waited.

Standing on the Dharma Platform, he observed the scene at Lying Tiger Ridge through the Circular Light Skill.

With the Ghost Sparrow hiding nearby, he had a two-fold safeguard. After the battle, he could use the Ghost Sparrow’s black mist to rewatch the fight in greater detail.

As he intently observed—

Suddenly.

"What’s that?"

"What a tremendous bird!"

Exclamations erupted from Lying Tiger Ridge. Before Chen Jichuan could react, a massive black shadow loomed over, diving toward Yangg Qiu as if the heavens themselves were falling.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A gust of wind roared!

The shadow burst into the Circular Light Skill’s vision.

"Rise!"

Chen Jichuan hurriedly adjusted the Circular Light Skill, raising and widening the view to encompass the entirety of Lying Tiger Ridge’s summit.

Finally, he saw it clearly—

The black shadow turned out to be a Divine Eagle crowned with golden markings, magnificent and majestic.

As it appeared, it flapped its wings and dove toward Yangg Qiu. With the Golden Crowned Divine Eagle’s size and speed, even an Innate Grandmaster would meet their end if struck directly.

"Island Master!"

"Master!"

Cries of alarm echoed from the Iron Leaf Island crowd, their hearts in their throats.

Yangg Qiu was the stabilizing force of Iron Leaf Island.

If something were to happen to him...

Iron Leaf Island wouldn’t necessarily fall apart, but its morale and strength would undoubtedly take a massive hit.

They couldn’t help but break into a cold sweat.

But just as panic set in...

A sudden burst of golden light flared where the Golden Crowned Divine Eagle dove, followed by the metallic clang of colliding forces, sparks flying everywhere.

The Divine Eagle, its momentum spent, quickly pulled up and circled back into the sky.

Hovering over Lying Tiger Ridge.

Below.

Yangg Qiu stood firm, one hand gripping his blade, the other holding an activated talisman, its golden light enveloping him.

It was the Golden Light Talisman that had thwarted the Divine Eagle’s ferocious assault.

"Tushan Ji, so this is why you so readily accepted my challenge—you had a secret weapon all along!"

Yangg Qiu was both shocked and furious, his eyes flashing sharply as he glared at the Divine Eagle above. Naturally, he also noticed Tushan Ji standing atop the eagle, weapon in hand, looking down at him with a mocking grin.

"I’ve been set up!"

Yangg Qiu clutched the Golden Light Talisman tightly, his mind racing.

Seven years ago, he had discovered an ancient cultivator’s legacy from ’Fushengzi’ within the ’Mysterious Jade Cave Heaven,’ learning Immortal Cultivation Methods and the Talismanic Skill.

He had kept it hidden, practicing in secret.

Until a month ago, feeling confident in his newfound powers and ambition to dominate Yongg State, he issued a challenge to Tushan Ji.

Little did he know...

Tushan Ji had somehow acquired such a majestic eagle.

With the upper hand from the skies, Tushan Ji was already invincible.

Despite Yangg Qiu’s impressive Immortal Techniques and talisman prowess, the inability to reach his opponent rendered him helpless. Instead, he found himself on the defensive!

"Hahaha!"

"Yangg the old thief, did you think a few talismans would be enough to kill me?"

"Keep dreaming!"

Standing atop the Golden Crowned Divine Eagle, Tushan Ji laughed heartily.

He was utterly elated.

Yangg Qiu had secretly mastered talismanic skills, thinking Tushan Ji was unaware.

Unbeknownst to Yangg Qiu, Tushan Ji’s Ghost Sparrow had long uncovered everything.

Over the years, he had kept a low profile and tolerated Iron Leaf Island’s bullying precisely because he knew he couldn’t match Yangg Qiu’s strength—so he endured in silence, pouring all his energy into beast taming.

After years of effort...

Half a month ago, the Golden Crowned Divine Eagle finally surrendered from its icy prison.

The ice thawed.

The Divine Eagle emerged.

Soaring across the skies, Tushan Ji was no longer a target for mortal men. He had achieved true invincibility.

"No more need for restraint!"

Now triumphant, Tushan Ji slung his soft sword onto his belt and reached for a mighty bow. Fitting an arrow, he aimed at Yangg Qiu below, shouting, "Yangg the old thief, take my arrow!"

"Hmph!"

"A petty man drunk on success!"

Yangg Qiu fumed.

Gripping his blade, the ethereal aura around him vanished, replaced by a fierce, primal ferocity.

With chaotic, disordered movements...

His blade sliced through the air like lightning, deflecting the arrow meant to demolish city walls, sending it flying into the unknown.

"Not bad, not bad."

"Let’s see how many arrows you can withstand!"

Undeterred by the miss, Tushan Ji continued to laugh, firing arrows one after another at Yangg Qiu. Though he clearly couldn’t kill him, he persisted.

Driving Yangg Qiu into a fit of rage, his face flushed red with fury.

The spectacle left the gathered crowds utterly stunned.

Who could have imagined that the usually reserved and humble Biqing Cliff Leader harbored such a mischievous side? Even among those from Biqing Cliff, few had seen Tushan Ji behave like this.

Unbeknownst to them...

Tushan Ji’s personality had always been flamboyant. Recent years spent under the oppressive shadow of Iron Leaf Island and Yangg Qiu had simply suppressed his true nature.

But with the Divine Eagle tamed, he no longer needed to conceal himself.

All at once, he unleashed his unbridled character.

"The Martial Alliance?"

"The Wenyang Zhou Family?"

"The Five Immortals Sect?"

"Iron Leaf Island?"

Tushan Ji sneered inwardly. From now on, not just Yongg State, but the entirety of Great Chu, would revolve solely around Biqing Cliff.

"Madman!"

Feeling thoroughly frustrated by Tushan Ji’s incessant arrows, Yangg Qiu abandoned the stalemate. He grabbed his massive blade and swiftly retreated into the dense forests of the mountain.

The masters from Iron Leaf Island, sensing the unfavorable situation, had already begun to withdraw long before Yangg Qiu’s retreat.

Now, they fully scattered, vanishing without a trace.

Atop Lying Tiger Ridge.

"Hahaha!"

Tushan Ji alone remained, riding his eagle in circles and laughing uncontrollably in his moment of triumph.

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