The Post Sky Tipping Era
Chapter 645 - 455: The Failed Calculation_2

Chapter 645: Chapter 455: The Failed Calculation_2

"Li Yi has already become a force to be reckoned with. If we don’t kill him today, and he continues to breach boundaries a few more times, his growth might become a serious threat in the future."

"Indeed, fellow cultivator Yuan Ye speaks the truth. Others may be inconsequential, but Li Yi must die. He has already slain over a dozen Golden Core cultivators in one breath and reverse-slayed two Nascent Soul masters. His progress in strength is far too rapid. If he doesn’t die, I cannot rest easy."

"Taixian Weng, I understand you. You neither want to offend our sect elders, nor dare to blatantly cross the Golden Academy. After all, they do have some experts who have crossed boundaries and left. If they return one day with the intent of settling accounts, you, as a senior, would bear the brunt. How about this: After killing Li Yi today, find a way to apologize to the Golden Academy."

The Nascent Soul cultivators present had united in their resolve: Li Yi must die at all costs.

Taixian Weng merely smiled without speaking, as he knew this outcome was inevitable. However, he could not voice it himself—it needed to come from these Nascent Soul cultivators of the major sects.

"Since everyone has spoken, this old Taoist will follow your lead."

Then he transmitted his voice to Li Chengyu: "In this battle, you must kill Li Yi. At critical moments, do not hold back. If the situation becomes unfavorable, I will assist you in secret. After killing Li Yi, gather his possessions and escape back to Xuanxian Continent. I will handle the aftermath. However, once it’s done, I will take the Xuanhuang Seal."

"Senior, your appetite seems rather large," Li Chengyu said, narrowing his eyes. Frankly, he didn’t need Taixian Weng’s help; he could kill Li Yi alone.

"That bracelet of five colors is also a treasure, not to mention the Divine Needle, and my Glazed Golden Light Mirror, plus the Jiao Long Armor... With so many opportunities, don’t you think they are worth the price of one Xuanhuang Seal?" Taixian Weng replied.

Li Chengyu’s expression flickered as he realized Taixian Weng was set on obtaining the Xuanhuang Seal.

And why not?

That treasure destroyed two Dao Artifacts the moment it appeared and suppressed Nascent Soul cultivators so thoroughly they couldn’t even breathe. It was undoubtedly extraordinary.

Nevertheless, the other items were not inferior, and perhaps Li Yi might have even better treasures hidden on him.

Thinking about this.

"Very well, it’s a deal," Li Chengyu decided to take a gamble, believing in his own luck. At this moment, he also didn’t want to offend a Divinity Transformation cultivator, knowing full well that Taixian Weng’s intervention could ensure his victory—or his defeat.

Out of caution, he made some concessions.

Seeing this, Taixian Weng flashed an amiable smile. "Then this old Taoist wishes you triumph from the outset."

While they were making their arrangements, on the other side...

Sun Boxiu furrowed his brow in worry, acutely sensing that the opponents were aiming to eliminate Li Yi, a talent in cultivation, before he could rise, while coveting the treasures in his possession. These people from Xuanxian Continent were relentless sharks, refusing to stop until their goal is achieved.

Moreover, most of the bold claims made earlier were mere bluffs—he had no means to summon divine beings, obliterate an entire realm, or initiate mutual destruction.

But he had to bluff.

The opposition always fell for such tactics.

Soon...

Taixian Weng flew back over, looking distressed. "Dean Sun, this old Taoist just discussed with the cultivators, but they are eager for revenge and difficult to persuade. For the greater good, their bottom line is that Li Yi must fight with Nascent Soul Sword Immortal Li Chengyu."

"One match to decide the victor, determine life and death, and extinguish grievances."

"Regardless of who wins, all prior matters shall end here. They will not pursue the enmity of Li Yi killing more than a dozen Golden Core cultivators in one strike, and in return, you will forgive previous offenses."

Sun Boxiu’s face darkened: "And if I refuse?"

As expected, the opposition still sought to eliminate Li Yi.

"Then this old Taoist will wash his hands of it and immediately return to Xuanxian Continent, hermiting away from the world," Taixian Weng sighed deeply. "This old Taoist does not wish to see the two realms clash, but I am powerless to intervene further."

Meanwhile, as the two conversed...

In mid-air, sitting atop a cloud, Li Yi had just consumed a Kui Dragon Pill, fully recovering his state. With his current mana at Five Qi Realm First Layer, the successive battles and the use of the supreme Dao Artifact Xuanhuang Seal had drained him considerably. Without regaining mana, facing a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator was truly daunting.

"Li Yi, how much longer do you mean to stall? If you don’t want to fight, just say so, and I might spare you out of kindness," Li Chengyu called out impatiently.

He was anxious.

Taixian Weng was still negotiating with the Golden Academy, and the best way to ensure success was for him and Li Yi to start fighting—then the Golden Academy could no longer argue.

"If you’re in such a rush to die, I’ll grant your wish."

Li Yi raised his hand, summoning the Xuanhuang Seal back to his palm. "I know you want to kill me and take my Xuanhuang Seal, but I also want to take your Miracle Dragon Scale. Let’s fight. After killing you, I’ll settle accounts with the remaining Golden Core and Nascent Soul cultivators to make you all regret coming to the Golden Academy."

"Such arrogant boasts!" Li Chengyu roared in anger, though inwardly, Li Yi’s words aligned with his intentions.

"Sword Transformation!"

With a sharp cry, Li Chengyu pointed his sword at Li Yi and shot forward. Surrounding him was an incredibly fierce sword aura enveloping his entire being, transforming him into a soaring giant sword piercing through the heavens.

The colossal sword spiraled in the sky, accelerating and churning the surrounding cosmic energy.

A massive energy vortex formed, rapidly concentrating onto the sword, making it radiantly brilliant and raising its power to the pinnacle.

Evidently, Li Chengyu was unwilling to prolong the battle. Determined to settle it in one decisive blow, he unleashed his strongest attack to prevent unforeseen circumstances.

Li Yi wouldn’t tolerate this. His vigorous mana surged like a crimson column of fire into the sky, devouring the essence of heaven and earth, channeling his Daoist skills. He spat out twelve streams of Heart Fire Qi.

Call Wind!

A torrential wind swept across the skies, with its might growing larger and larger in an instant, spanning over a hundred miles. A blazing sea of fire emerged, bathing the heavens in a crimson heat.

Such terrifying Daoist skills left no room for escape—one could only face them head-on.

"You’re already at your wit’s end. Watch how I slay you!" Li Chengyu’s voice thundered across the heavens, followed by a massive, radiant treasure sword breaking through the flames, charging toward Li Yi.

With his Sword Transformation and the strength of a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator, he undoubtedly held the upper hand. Yet, he too was struggling.

The Call Wind and Summon Rain Daoist skills were far too fearsome.

This fiery ocean was not ordinary fire—it was Heart Fire, capable of scorching Nascent Souls and decimating organs.

Merely cutting through the flames turned Li Chengyu’s skin bright red, his nostrils spewing black smoke. His Nascent Soul suffered unbearable agony, and even his treasure sword showed signs of melting. It dawned on him that if he forced a confrontation and slew Li Yi, his Nascent Soul would ignite as well. Without special countermeasures to extinguish the flames, he might end up taking Li Yi to the grave with him.

Still, Li Chengyu understood that if he were gravely injured, Taixian Weng would not save him but instead take advantage.

"Dragon Scale Sword!"

Taking cover in the sword aura, Li Chengyu decisively violated dueling norms and summoned his Life-Bound Flying Sword.

A streak of sword light appeared—this low-grade treasure called Dragon Scale Sword manifested out of thin air, transforming into a chilling beam ripping through the fiery sea, reaching Li Yi’s forehead directly.

"I admit your Daoist skills are exceptional, but the victor is me. Only the living can pursue immortality," Li Chengyu shouted inwardly, utterly unapologetic for his cheating.

For the path to becoming a Sword Immortal, some disgraceful tactics meant nothing.

The strike was sudden and ferocious.

Li Yi hadn’t anticipated someone cutting through his fiery sea to reach him unless they were willing to forsake their life. However, the moment his soul’s warning bells blared, something felt off.

In the next instant.

A low-grade treasure, the Dragon Scale Sword hovered inches before his forehead, unable to advance even a fraction.

"What?"

Li Chengyu was dumbstruck by this sight.

The seemingly fatal strike had failed. His Dragon Scale Sword had been immobilized before Li Yi.

Could it be that Li Yi had cheated and used a magic treasure like him?

No, that wasn’t it.

Li Yi hadn’t employed any magic treasures—but someone had intervened in the match.

Who? Who could it be?

Li Chengyu roared in fury, desperately seeking the identity of the one thwarting his meticulously planned attack.