Immortality begins with meditation puppets

Chapter 202 Third-Order Talisman Painting, Heavenly Sword Crossing the West

"Fellow Daoist's warning is well-intentioned. How could a mere weak puppeteer like myself dare to show my face in such a battle?"

Su Qing thanked Liang Haishun for the reminder, and seeing that the old Taoist seemed to have something to say but hesitated, she asked again in a low voice.

Unexpectedly, the old Taoist hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand slightly, not revealing his true thoughts, only saying that he would visit him in the next few days and talk to him in detail then.

Su Qing assumed the old Taoist wanted to buy some exciting puppets from him, and since the Lord was also in the formation at the moment, he was afraid that the sound of the old Taoist's voice would affect the Lord's image of him as a great and righteous man.

This was, in fact, the first time he had ever met the owner of Yuanlailou.

He stood boldly and imposingly before the group of warriors from Yuanlai Tower, sword in hand.

Although she was beautiful, her aura was so overwhelming that very few cultivators present dared to look her in the eye.

This woman was also the only third-level body cultivator present. Perhaps it was because of her presence that the human cultivators had the confidence to come to the demon king's lair for a life-or-death duel.

Seeing that she was dressed in tight-fitting clothes and armor, with a garlic-shaped round hammer beside her, Su Qing was very worried that she might transform into a giant three or five feet tall at the slightest disagreement and fight like the Explosive Hammer War Bears.

As if sensing Su Qing's gaze, the once fierce look of the Lord of the Yuanlai Pavilion softened upon seeing Liang Haishun beside Su Qing, and he lowered his eyes and smiled and nodded at Su Qing.

Upon seeing this, Su Qing admired Liang Haishun even more. If he could subdue such a fierce and powerful man, then if he had even a fraction of his ability, he would surely be able to defy his superiors on Black Tiger Mountain!
The two chatted briefly about the topic, and when Su Qing noticed that Liang Haishun had popped a black pill into his mouth between sentences, her eyes gradually showed some sympathy.

Insubordination is no simple matter; take ten doses of aphrodisiac pills a day!
While the two were joking around...

The fourth battle arrived as scheduled.

This was Su Qing's first time participating in a gambling battle, and although she got up early, she ended up attending the banquet late.

But since we're already here, we might as well watch it, just to gain experience for the next gambling battle.

According to the agreement, the betting battle can be fought individually or in a group.

You Xianda chose to fight alone.

The man was dressed in a long blue robe, with a face as white as paper. He looked as if he could be blown away by the wind, but he was actually a Foundation Establishment cultivator and a second-level talisman artist. He was probably not a weakling.

The opposing boar king, with its sharp teeth, had a completely different temperament. It was violent and majestic, standing about five zhang tall, and its body exuded a nauseating stench.

His body was shiny and covered in mountain stone oil, a spiritual oil that seeped out from a second-tier spiritual mountain and was one of the essential materials for armor makers to tan their armor.

This pig king has lived in the Hundred Beasts Mountain Range for many years, and has accumulated countless essential oils on its body, making it look like it's wearing second-tier armor, making it truly difficult to deal with.

Seeing You Xianda's confident and fearless demeanor, Su Qing naturally looked forward to seeing what the talisman artist could do.

The battle between the two sides was about to break out. The Scabbard Boar King pulled out its tusks from its mouth, gripped them with its pig hands, and stomped its feet like a swordsman, causing the earth to ripple.

Before You Xianda could even regain his footing, his massive body twisted and dodged, and he had already rushed in front of You Xianda. The blade in his hand was as fast as a hair's breadth, as if he wanted to pierce through You Xianda.

The strength and speed of a second-tier demon king, combined with his innate demon race combat skills.

This set of attacks looks simple, but it is actually quite ingenious. Few people present could handle these three moves.

Coincidentally, You Xianda was one of them.

Although he had not yet stood firmly, he took out a long talisman from his storage bag and made it encircle his body.

With just a few strokes of ink and wash, the painting depicts a solitary traveler boating amidst towering mountains.

Su Qing magnified his divine sense and could see that the traveler, who was about the size of a black dot, seemed to have a long sword tucked into his waist.
The towering mountains and majestic peaks are depicted by talisman artists using the Five Elements runes combined with corresponding materials, employing their talismanic skills to depict real sacred mountains, imbuing them with their spirit and form, thus achieving their effect. The surging, endless river and the swordsman standing on a lone boat also possess their unique essence contained within the painting.

As the saying goes, "a trade is like a mountain," and even though Su Qing recognized the runes, he didn't know what kind of unique effects they would have when used in talismanic paintings.

And he soon witnessed it.

But the moment the powerful, heavy blade of the Scabbard Boar King struck the talisman, a metallic clang resounded.

The seemingly fragile talisman, upon which the sacred mountain appeared, collided with the bladed fang, actually breaking the bladed fang of the Blade-Fang Boar King, which was comparable to a second-tier combat weapon, into two pieces.

The Pig King, true to his pig nature, didn't learn his lesson after losing a fang. Instead, he furiously handed over the other fang.

At this moment, the sacred mountain on the talisman appeared slightly dim, but it was still more than capable of blocking the blade.

In the blink of an eye, with one attack and one defense, Yu Xianda, who looked like he could be blown away by the wind, easily broke the strongest Baki of the Baki Boar King.

A toothless wild boar can't be a good swordsman.

Its hands landed and transformed into forelegs, and it swung its four hooves wildly, trying to use brute force to split the top of Mount Ling.

You Xianda was unwilling to let Lingshan resist any longer, so he activated the talisman, causing huge waves to surge out of the painting. The rolling river water broke through the painting, and Su Qing could even see some fish, shrimp and crabs in the water, which was unbelievable.

The river water, like a ribbon, wrapped around the pig king's body, preventing him from escaping.

The pig king was bound but not afraid; the essential oil it had managed to rub off its body was its greatest asset.

Unexpectedly, a figure flashed within the talisman, drawing a flying sword from his waist. The figure did not leave the painting, but the sword leaped out of it.

The flying sword, gleaming with sword energy, flashed in and out of the painting in the blink of an eye, and then hung on the waist of the boatman.

The enormous head of the Scabbard Boar King had just fallen off its neck at that moment.

Even with its body severed, a second-tier demon king is not easily killed. As long as its demon core remains intact, it can still exert its power for a while longer.

Seeing that the headless pig king remained motionless, Su Qing glanced at its abdomen before his pupils contracted. He then looked warily at You Xianda, who had retrieved the talisman and calmly allowed his clansmen to collect their spoils.

When his people rushed forward and dragged the pig king away, the cultivators discovered that there was also a tiny, needle-like wound on his abdomen.

It was that flying sword that had just slashed the pig's head, while also releasing a wisp of sword energy that passed through its demon core.

"The third-tier talisman of the You family, passed down for thousands of years, the Heavenly Sword Crossing the West Diagram, truly lives up to its name. Baki's death was not unjust!"

Unlike the other demon kings who were filled with sorrow and rage, he was different from the others in the demon king group.

A golden-robed demon king with the head of a roc and the body of a human clapper stepped forward from the crowd, clapping his hands.

He praised the painting, but disdained to praise You Xianda.

His gaze swept over the assembled cultivators, and he arrogantly declared:
"In this competition, we demon kings have lost three out of four battles. We have already lost the entire competition!"
If we lose, we must accept it. As for what we promised you, you can send someone to collect it now.

However, to avoid losing everyone's interest in the fifth match, I may offer another ten thousand catties of Heavenly Spirit Gold as a prize for this match.

If any fellow Daoist from the Yunshan Sect can sever my head, this ten thousand catties of Heavenly Spirit Gold will be my gift to the strong.

I wonder who will come out to kill me, or who will be killed by me!

(End of this chapter)