Chapter 549: The Undaunted Huang Shiwo

Chapter 549 -516: The Undaunted Huang Shiwo

This time, the Star-Picking Sect would take seventy percent of the Primordial Sect’s resources, Mist Rain Tower would take thirty percent, and the Celestial Spirit Palace would get Jinyun Valley. As for the other Evil Cultivators and Loose Cultivators, they would feed on the scraps left behind by these three major powers.

The question now before them was how to deal with the group in their way and ascend Primordial Mountain.

“Chief Huang’s courage is commendable…”

Qu Ming extended a hand, halting the movements of the Mist Rain Tower and Star-Picking Sect members. He looked directly at Huang Shiwo. “Are you truly certain you want to live and die with the Primordial Sect? I’ll give you one last chance!”

“Thank you for your kind offer, Palace Master.”

Huang Shiwo flicked a finger, and a small, twin-handled tripod began to WHIR around him. Before everyone’s eyes, it split into nine, with streams of lightning coursing within each small tripod.

Chen Che’s heart stirred.

‘It seems this Chief Huang also received an offer to defect,’ he thought. ‘But unfortunately, he refused.’

Among the many Golden Core Cultivators present, there were a few who absolutely could not be recruited, such as Chen Che, Duobao, and Chen Jiyuan. In Chen Che’s case, it was because he had killed too many high-ranking members of the Star-Picking Sect, and the powers behind those members were unwilling to let the matter rest.

That was why he had been marked for death from the very beginning.

As for Duobao, Chen Jiyuan, and Qiu Tianshui, they were high-ranking members of the Primordial Sect and had accumulated years of bloodshed.

Huang Shiwo was an exception.

He was a Pill Master who was usually stationed in the rear and rarely took action.

“The Nine Thunder Cauldron?”

Qu Ming gazed at the nine small tripods spinning around his opponent and let out a long sigh. Then, his gaze hardened. “Since Chief Huang has already made his decision, I can only see you off…”

With that, Qu Ming slowly raised the Bone Staff in his hand and gently tapped it on the ground.

CLANG!

A muffled sound followed.

AWOOO—

Countless wretched screams erupted from the Bone Staff. Streams of black mist rose from Qu Ming’s feet, forming a rapidly spinning black hurricane that billowed his cloak and sent his long hair flying, while ripples spread across the flowing river of blood.

Chen Che was extremely curious about Huang Shiwo’s Nine Thunder Cauldron, as well as Qu Ming’s strength and origins.

However, before he could ask, Yu Yunko, up on the high-rise, had already withdrawn her Ring-Headed Saber. Leaning forward with one hand on her knee, her face was alight with interest in the battle as she looked over at Jiang Shaotian, who stood beside her:

“Right Protector, how do you see this fight playing out?”

Chen Che’s gaze swept over Yu Yunko. Her eyes shifted slightly, their gazes crossing for an instant before moving on, not lingering.

‘That was thoughtful of her.’

Chen Che knew she was deliberately drawing everyone’s attention toward them.

Sure enough.

As she spoke, the nearby Golden Core Cultivators all turned to look. Jiang Shaotian’s interest was also piqued. His gaze swept over the two on the battlefield, landing first on Huang Shiwo as he began his commentary:

“That Nine Thunder Cauldron is no ordinary item. It’s said to be a Magical Artifact used by True Master Chixia. It can be used for both offense and defense, qualifying as a Tier Three Top Grade Magical Artifact. This item is well-documented in history, and True Master Chixia himself relied on this cauldron to survive several deadly calamities.”

Within each Tier, Magical Artifacts only have Top, Middle, and Lower Grades.

However, it’s not uncommon for a Magical Artifact’s power to exceed its official Grade.

This also meant the artifact was only a hair’s breadth from Tier Four, with power far surpassing a standard Tier Three High Grade item. In fact, Chen Che’s Sword Pill was also at this level.

“As for Qu Ming, the Palace Master of the Celestial Spirit Palace, he’s a Ghost Cultivator. I’ve never seen him fight, but based on his track record, his strength should be about the same as mine, perhaps a notch or two lower. As for who will win? It will undoubtedly be the latter.”

“What interests me most now is how long this fight will last.”

Jiang Shaotian’s words instantly piqued everyone’s interest.

Even Chen Che was a little curious.

However, his rational mind told him that waiting for an opportunity to escape was the best course of action.

“Wait for the right moment and listen for my command. We’ll escape directly through the Mist Rain Tower’s position.” Chen Che’s gaze was fixed on the battlefield, but he quietly transmitted the message with his Divine Sense to Meng Qianxun, Meng Changtu, Chen Xi, and the others.

“Understood.”

Chen Che’s telepathic message also helped the others regain their composure.

Flames billowed, and black smoke churned like clouds.

Huang Shiwo walked forward, his gait unsteady. His sharp, almond-shaped eyes, full of resolve, calmly locked onto Qu Ming, who stood upon the black hurricane. With every step he took, his aura intensified.

Several Celestial Spirit Palace Cultivators exchanged a look and retreated.

The other Cultivators, as if by tacit agreement, yielded the central battlefield to the two men. Chen Che took two steps back and immediately felt several strands of Divine Sense lock onto him.

Clearly, even while watching the battle, they hadn’t forgotten to keep a target like him under surveillance.

Just then, as he stepped onto the central avenue, Huang Shiwo’s advance suddenly paused, and he seemed to stop. Then, in a flash, he exploded from absolute stillness into sudden motion. His True Essence surged to its absolute limit, and with a single bound, he shot forward like a crack of thunder.

BOOM—

A bolt of lightning seemed to flash across the central avenue.

At the same time, perhaps having already resolved to die, Huang Shiwo made no attempt to defend himself. With a wave of his hands, the nine twin-handled Thunder Cauldrons surrounding him shot toward Qu Ming, moving even faster than he was.

WHOOSH!

The Thunder Cauldrons were so fast that they left nine massive arcs of flame in their wake, looking just like nine meteors streaking across the sky. The terrifying heat they generated as they shot past instantly melted the street’s flagstones and the stones of the houses into crimson liquid.

The Cultivators present below the Golden Core realm all felt as if they had been thrown into a sea of fire or a Pill Furnace. They hurriedly formed Seal Techniques; with flashes of light, a series of True Essence Shields materialized before them.