The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 574 - 410 Sword Cultivator

Chapter 574: Chapter 410 Sword Cultivator

The red dragon scale floated silently in the grand golden palace, emanating a powerful energy field that extended for kilometers. As the energy field emerged, the concentration of cosmic energy increased rapidly, affecting not only those within the palace but also the disciples outside.

Even the cultivators from Xuanxian Continent couldn’t help but have their expressions abruptly shift.

"A dragon scale? Are you joking? Dragons still exist on Earth? And that’s definitely the scale of a dragon that has achieved immortality. The spiritual energy radiating from it is astonishing—I can feel its overwhelming waves even here. If it were used to forge a magic treasure, it would undoubtedly become an extraordinary artifact."

"Who would’ve thought that the Golden Academy possessed such a treasure? It seems they call it a ’miracle,’ and it’s exceedingly rare and precious."

"Using this dragon scale as the stakes—they’re bold, I’ll give them that. But to me, it feels a bit reckless. Their evolvers aren’t particularly strong; if they engage in a duel, they’re bound to lose. I wonder who will be lucky enough to claim this dragon scale."

The cultivators’ gazes grew fervent and full of greed. They all desperately wished to seize the dragon scale for themselves. Even if they couldn’t use it personally, exchanging it for a treasure would be effortless.

Taixian Weng squinted his eyes slightly and studied the dragon scale.

This could not be mistaken.

It was indeed a True Dragon scale, with an extraordinarily pure bloodline—not comparable to the likes of Jiao, Qiu, or chilong. Furthermore, the dragon that had shed this scale was definitely no ordinary being; it must have achieved True Immortal status, or perhaps even higher. Otherwise, a single scale wouldn’t possess such immense power.

Earth had only developed cultivation practices for about a decade. Despite its impoverished conditions, who would have thought rare treasures could still be found here?

As expected, the Sky Tipping region is indeed unique.

"This is a dragon scale, a complete miracle. If my disciple wins in the duel, the Golden Academy will offer this dragon scale to me willingly," Sun Boxiu stated earnestly.

Taixian Weng responded, "This dragon scale is indeed remarkable. If it’s treated as the stakes, I would gain too much advantage. In that case, I shall add an Immortal Pill – this pill is called the Creation Immortal Pill. It can regrow flesh from bones, resurrect the dead, and has boundless mysteries. It was refined five hundred years ago by a True Immortal from my sect."

As he spoke, he brought out a jade box. The box shimmered with runes, and within it was sealed an Immortal Pill resembling lustrous jade.

This pill was the sect’s reward for him during this journey, meant for protection.

But for the sake of sincerity and to avoid disputes after obtaining the dragon scale, he could afford to be generous. After all, he was extremely confident in his judgment and didn’t believe he would lose the duel.

Sun Boxiu didn’t refuse and nodded immediately, saying, "Taixian Weng, you are too modest. I’d just like to ask—what cultivation level of disciple will you have competing in the duel?"

"Whatever you prefer—Qi Cultivation, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, or even Nascent Soul cultivators. The disciples accompanying me on this trip are quite diverse," Taixian Weng said, stroking his beard with a smile. Naturally, he had come prepared, bringing elites from various sects at all levels.

If these disciples were to lose, he would simply accept defeat.

The pressure then shifted to Sun Boxiu. He glanced at the Soul Realm disciples outside the palace and the Spirit Power Realm experts behind him.

Clearly, to engage in a duel, he could only choose from these two groups of disciples.

"Dean Sun, let me go. I’ll challenge their Golden Core cultivator," Wu Zuo Hua, clad in ancient armor like a valiant general, stepped forward and stated solemnly, his voice full of determination and confidence.

Sun Boxiu glanced at him but said nothing. He was well aware of Wu Zuo Hua’s strength. As the Golden Academy’s security officer, he obviously had the ability to keep the other disciples in check. However, speaking of combat prowess, Wu Zuo Hua wasn’t the top choice. Sun Boxiu’s gaze shifted to Luo Tianyou.

Luo Tianyou, who combined Martial Arts with cultivation, had exceptionally ferocious battle strength and was known for pulling off miracles in life-and-death scenarios.

Yet, as a martial artist, he was slightly extreme.

Sun Boxiu then surveyed Ouyang Bing, Cui San, Wang Hu, Zhang Tianxing... before finally looking beyond the palace doors.

Should he trust a Spirit Power Realm talent, or rely on a Soul Realm prodigy?

"Luo Tianyou, you go," Sun Boxiu measured for a moment and ultimately pinned the victory on Luo Tianyou’s shoulders.

"Understood." Luo Tianyou clenched his fists and stepped forward, an intense wave of Qi-Blood surging forth from him like a blazing fire.

His fighting spirit was overwhelming; with every heartbeat, it felt as though a war drum had been struck.

Wu Zuo Hua, seeing Dean Sun choose Luo Tianyou, retreated silently. He was aware of Luo Tianyou’s formidable strength: undefeated in the Academy’s Spirit Power Realm duels and unrivaled in life-and-death battles. If even Luo Tianyou couldn’t overpower the opponent, then it would be the same for everyone else.

Taixian Weng once again squinted slightly to assess Luo Tianyou, silently praising him as an extraordinary talent.

Despite lacking guidance from a renowned mentor or access to top-tier cultivation techniques, his physical prowess was incredibly strong—resembling a rare demon beast. He hardly seemed like someone born into this world’s cultivating standards. Unfortunately, not practicing immortal cultivation meant he would always remain insignificant on the grand stage.

"Taixian Weng, let me fight him," a plain-looking cultivator said eagerly, his eyes brimming with desire for the dragon scale.

"I’ll fight him—I’m proficient in Thunder Technique and will definitely win," another cultivator impatiently offered, unwilling to miss the opportunity.

Taixian Weng’s gaze swept across the Golden Core cultivators present, but in terms of combat ability, a Sword Cultivator would clearly be the most apt.

He spoke slowly: "Li Chengyu, go challenge him—remember, abide by the rules."

Li Chengyu was a young man dressed in a long robe, his sword-like brows and starry eyes exuding charisma. On his back rested a treasured sword, and his aura was sharp and overwhelming. As a Golden Core Sword Cultivator, his battle prowess was astonishing.

Being chosen, he smiled slightly and bowed, saying, "As you command, Taixian Weng. I will ensure the rules are upheld."

"Go." Taixian Weng nodded.

Li Chengyu stepped forward, casting his gaze upon Luo Tianyou.

Their eyes met, and tension surged, their fighting spirits flared.

"Let’s fight outside," Li Chengyu declared, soaring into the sky like a piercing sword radiating its brilliance as he flew out of the grand golden palace.

"Don’t think I’m afraid of you."

Luo Tianyou, the martial artist, clenched his fists and leapt forth, his burning Qi-Blood swirling and blazing like fire.

"As expected, they’re going to fight. Well said—how can we determine our strengths and realms without battling it out?"

"So it’s Luo Tianyou fighting. As expected, Dean Sun chose him. That guy’s a martial artist, proficient in Martial Arts techniques; his combat ability is terrifyingly fierce. In life-and-death duels, almost no one can defeat him. No wonder Dean Sun dared to stake the dragon scale—he must be confident in Luo Tianyou’s victory."

"I agree. I’m betting on Luo Tianyou. He’s never lost in the Golden Academy. Though we don’t know who his opponent is, I doubt they can take him down."

Outside the golden palace.

The disciples began whispering among themselves upon witnessing the scene unfold.

Li Yi, blending into the crowd, shifted his silver eyes slightly, curious to see whether the duel would end in victory for Luo Tianyou or for the Golden Core cultivator. Which system was superior—Immortal cultivation or martial arts?

"Do you think Luo Tianyou can win?" asked Di Zhu’an, frowning as he stood nearby, also observing the event.

"Hard to say. The cultivation systems of both worlds are different; comparing their combat power is tricky. Our Evolution Method might be primitive and coarse, but its advantage lies in the ability to merge seamlessly with other practices—whether Martial Arts or Genetic Warrior techniques. So instead of viewing this as a clash between the Evolution Method and Immortal cultivation, it’s more of a contest between Luo Tianyou’s Martial Arts Skills and Immortal cultivation methods."

Li Yi continued, "Let’s observe carefully. I’m curious, too. I trust the other Spirit Power Realm experts also want to understand the power of a Golden Core Cultivator."

Di Zhu’an nodded, saying no more as he focused on watching the battle unfold.

The visiting Xuanxian Continent cultivators began transmitting messages via Divine Sense, exchanging thoughts among themselves.

"This Li Chengyu of the Sword Control Sect is truly fortunate to have been chosen by Taixian Weng. I thought he’d pick Zhang Yihua of the Shenxiao Sect. Shenxiao Sect recently faced a crisis of destruction—the sect was annihilated. However, its immortals still remain, issuing proclamations to summon disciples traveling abroad and to merge sub-sects to rebuild the mountain gates. By logic, Zhang Yihua, a renowned Golden Core Cultivator of the Shenxiao Sect, should have been given some level of consideration."

"Though Zhang Yihua’s Thunder Technique is refined, he’s inexperienced in life-and-death battles compared to Li Chengyu. Li Chengyu, evidently, has traversed far and wide, flying his sword to slay demons and monsters in countless conflicts. Now, he’s the premier disciple of the Sword Control Sect, which explains why Taixian Weng favored the Sword Cultivator for this initial duel."

"Regardless of which Golden Core Cultivator steps forward, the Spirit Power Realm disciple will lose. Their experience is shallow; they’ve never fought a Golden Core Cultivator and lack understanding of their overwhelming strength."

"You’re absolutely right. A Spirit Power Realm evolver boasting they can handle a Golden Core cultivator is laughable. Honestly, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator could handle them effortlessly."

Meanwhile.

High in the sky.

Golden Core Sword Cultivator Li Chengyu’s expression grew icy as he said, "You don’t have any magic treasures—are you planning to fight me barehanded?"

"Do I have any other choice?" Luo Tianyou replied, furrowing his brow.

"Fine. In that case, I won’t use my weapon against you either."

Li Chengyu put away his lifebound sword and refrained from activating his protective magic artifacts. He understood the meaning behind Taixian Weng’s instructions about rules.

If a fight was to happen, it must be fair.

If he used magic treasures, it would risk accusations of unfairness—of winning without honor. More importantly, it would create the impression of bullying the weak, which could lead to complications even after winning.

"Without weapons, your defeat will be miserable," Luo Tianyou stared at him, his voice filled with confidence.

"No matter. You have no weapons; I won’t use weapons. We’re both equal. If I lose, I’ll fully accept it." Li Chengyu said loftily, "Strike with all your might. This battle will end quickly."

"You’re courting death."

Enraged by the arrogance of his opponent, Luo Tianyou let out a long roar that reverberated across the surroundings. His entire Qi-Blood surged skyward, forming a crimson beam of light that illuminated half the skies. The sheer impact from his aura caused the surrounding air to explode into fragments.

The martial artist’s unparalleled ferocity was on full display.

The Qi-Blood flowed out of his majestic physique like a dragon of blood, coiling tightly around his arm.

Disregarding the opponent’s strength, Luo Tianyou resolved to unleash his full power with this strike.

Feeling the overwhelming energy, Sword Cultivator Li Chengyu’s expression subtly changed.

Even the observing Xuanxian Continent cultivators silently dropped their dismissive attitudes.

"Kill!"

Luo Tianyou’s eyes widened sharply, stepping forward onto empty space with a force that seemed to shake the earth itself. He punched out, and a burst of blood-red light exploded from his fist. The roaring fist wind conjured the image of a True Dragon as if ready to obliterate everything within its path.

At the same time.

A resonant sword hum rang out amidst heaven and earth, as a brilliant azure glow emerged from within Li Chengyu. The light gleamed coldly, illuminating the skies. Li Chengyu pointed his sword finger toward the heavens, transforming his entire being into an indomitable blade.

The sword, though ephemeral and ethereal, radiated terrifying sharpness. Merely dispersing its Sword Qi slashed the surrounding skies, leaving behind clear, tangible sword marks.

As a Golden Core Sword Cultivator, Li Chengyu didn’t even need a weapon; his entire existence was a mighty sword.