The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 584 - 417 Compensation for a Magic Duel

Chapter 584: Chapter 417 Compensation for a Magic Duel

Seeing the formation dissipate, Li Yi finally exhaled a sigh of relief. Only now could he be certain that this Lin Caiyi, the cultivator of the Xuanxian Continent, was truly dead and not feigning death in an attempt to ambush him. After all, the people of the Xuanxian Continent were far too cunning, carrying countless hidden cards up their sleeves, making them impossible to guard against—utterly despicable.

Thankfully, he himself was no paragon of virtue. Likely, they couldn’t have imagined that a martial artist from the Four Seas and Eight Continents would stoop to using poison when facing an enemy.

"Lin Caiyi."

As soon as the formation was lifted, the cultivators of the Xuanxian Continent became visibly agitated.

"Damn it! Miss Lin was poisoned to death. This poison is so savage it can even corrode Divine Sense. This bastard resorted to trickery!"

"This duel was unfair! That needle of his actually pierced through the Xuan Turtle Armor, a high-grade spiritual artifact. This is clearly cheating! How could a mere Soul Realm evolver from Earth possess the means to break a high-grade protective spiritual artifact? Someone must have secretly aided him."

"Even the Heavenly Thunder Talisman failed to kill this guy! He’s obviously not just at the Soul Realm. He’s hiding his true power. To wield such a formidable bloodline, immune to thunder techniques... I suspect his opponent should have been someone at the Golden Core Stage, not Foundation Establishment!"

Countless divine senses swept across the battlefield.

They quickly pieced together the chain of events while harboring suspicions about the needle by Li Yi’s side.

But as their Divine Sense touched the needle, it pricked them, causing intense pain. If not for that accursed artifact, a single high-grade spiritual artifact would have left Li Yi utterly despairing. After all, at that moment, Lin Caiyi had already consumed an elixir, restored her mana, and overcome her perilous situation.

Faced with the cultivators’ grievances, the students of the Golden Academy grew equally enraged.

"You cultivators from the Xuanxian Continent spew nothing but filth! You bastards with no honor—if anyone cheated, it was you! A Foundation Establishment cultivator actually unleashed a blow rivaling that of a Golden Core cultivator, and you wielded a high-grade spiritual artifact to boot. Isn’t that something only Golden Core cultivators are qualified to have?"

"Exactly! How could a Foundation Establishment cultivator possibly have so many life-saving trump cards? If you Golden Core cultivators didn’t assist from the shadows, I’d never believe it!"

"This was a life-and-death duel with no restrictions on the rules. If you can’t stand losing, then don’t play. Go crawl back to the Xuanxian Continent!"

Though they couldn’t match their opponents in combat, there was no way they’d lose in a battle of words. Insults about ancestors spanning eighteen generations flowed unrestrained.

Li Yi, observing the noisy chaos beyond the battlefield, immediately understood: his killing of Lin Caiyi had humiliated these cultivators, and they couldn’t stomach the result. They sought to stir up trouble.

But at its core, it was nothing more than an attempt to suppress him with power. If their strengths were equivalent, would these cultivators dare say such things?

Li Yi remained silent, striding forward with long steps. He intended to strip all valuable treasures from Lin Caiyi’s body. She possessed storage artifacts, and as the victor of the duel, these items should rightfully belong to him.

Yet, at that very moment—

A chilling gleam descended from the skies, transforming into a flying sword. Hovering midair, its tip pointed menacingly at Li Yi, halting his advance.

"If you dare make another move, I swear you’ll taste the sharpness of a high-grade Spirit Sword," a Golden Core cultivator said as he landed on the Magic Battle Platform, his expression frosty and voice laden with threat.

"So, you can’t admit defeat? My needle is also plenty sharp," Li Yi retorted fearlessly, the Fei Mu Needle shimmering with divine light. It surged toward the enemy’s flying sword like a lethal strike.

The Golden Core cultivator instantly erupted in fury. "How dare you!"

He immediately maneuvered his flying sword to dodge the needle’s attack and redirected it to slash at Li Yi’s wrist instead.

Given the sharpness of a flying sword, if Li Yi were struck, his hand would undoubtedly be severed.

"Reckless!" Li Yi roared, equally incensed. Unfazed, he prepared to extract a golden coffin to unleash its spectral powers, intending to trap the Golden Core cultivator within a ghost realm. If worse came to worst, they’d perish together.

But just then—

A terrifying pressure descended upon the Magic Battle Platform.

In an instant—

The high-grade flying sword lost control and plummeted to the ground. Even the Golden Core cultivator stumbled midair and fell hard to the platform. Flattened against the ground, his body emitted cracking sounds as countless bones fractured. Fresh blood spewed from his mouth.

"Mercy, Taixian Weng!" the Golden Core cultivator cried out in fear.

A Divinity Transformation Realm expert—someone who could effortlessly slaughter Nascent Soul cultivators, let alone a mere Golden Core cultivator like him.

Taixian Weng?

At this name, all the cultivators fell silent, hurriedly lowering their heads. They stood respectfully to one side, not daring the slightest movement.

This pressure left even Golden Core cultivators immobilized, yet Li Yi, standing nearby, remained unaffected—an evident testament to Taixian Weng’s masterful control over his mana.

At that moment—

Everyone noticed an elderly man with white hair and a youthful face hovering above them, his eyes narrowed as he surveyed the surroundings.

When death occurs on the Magic Battle Platform, as its master, Taixian Weng naturally senses it.

From the recorded images of the duel, Taixian Weng quickly deduced the sequence of events. Though Lin Caiyi’s death was undeniably humiliating, life-and-death battles on the platform were inherently so. Both sides had their cards to play, and if one lacked skill, there was nothing more to be said.

Besides, what time was it now? They were here to visit the Golden Academy, study Earth, and gather information about the Divines.

Normally, victory or defeat in a duel wouldn’t matter—even death wouldn’t be an issue—so long as the fight was fair, and the Golden Academy had no reasonable grounds to object.

But if favoritism occurred here... Taixian Weng knew it would render this whole visit utterly meaningless.