Traveling through the world of immortal cultivation: My system is amazing

Xiao Bei narrowed his eyes and scanned with his spiritual sense, and found that the people coming were the artifact plunderers he had repelled before, and there were more of them and their aura was stronger.

"Good boy, are they calling the parents?" He sneered, not afraid at all.

Bei Li held Xiao Bei's arm, snuggling up to him like a little bird, and kept muttering: "Brother Xiao Bei, they look so fierce, you have to be careful!"

The old sealer stroked his beard, his expression solemn: "Among the people who came this time, there is a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage. He is not easy to deal with." Xiao Bei patted Bei Li's small hand and comforted her: "It's okay, Li'er, watch me show you." He turned to look at the old sealer and said in a relaxed tone: "Old man, just watch, I will let them know why the flowers are so red!"

Before he finished speaking, a powerful spiritual pressure swept over from afar, and a monk in a black robe with a sinister face appeared in front of everyone.

He stared coldly at the dagger in Xiao Bei's hand, and said in a cold tone: "Boy, hand over the artifact and I will spare your life!"

Xiao Bei laughed loudly and pointed at the black-robed monk's nose and said, "Just you? Are you worthy?" A cunning light flashed in his eyes, the dagger in his hand trembled slightly, and a heart-pounding power began to gather.

"Today, I will let you witness the power of a divine weapon!"

The black-robed monk's face changed. He felt a little fearful when he felt the terrifying aura coming from the dagger.

But he has many subordinates behind him, and he himself is a powerful person in the early Nascent Soul stage. How could he be frightened by a green boy?

"Hmph, arrogant! Let's go together, kill him and seize the artifact!" He gave an order, and the plunderers behind him took out their magic weapons and launched a fierce attack on Xiao Bei.

Xiao Bei snorted coldly and swung the dagger in his hand violently. A black arc of light cut through the void and instantly cut several predators who were rushing in the front in half.

"That's it?" Xiao Bei curled his lips in disdain, "It seems that's all it is!" His figure flashed, turning into a shadow, rushing into the crowd, the dagger in his hand was like the scythe of death, reaping lives one after another.

"This...how is this possible?" The black-robed monk watched Xiao Bei slaughtering his men as easily as cutting melons and vegetables, his heart filled with shock and fear.

He finally realized that he had underestimated the power of this artifact and the strength of this young man.

Suddenly, Xiao Bei stopped moving. He raised his head and looked into the distance with a strange smile on his face.

"Here it comes..." he said softly, and the black light of the dagger in his hand became more dazzling.

The strange smile on Xiao Bei's lips made the black-robed monk feel uneasy, and an inexplicable sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

Before he could react, a golden light flashed across the distant sky, so fast that it was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

"Fuck! What the hell?" Xiao Bei cursed subconsciously and stopped waving the dagger in his hand.

The golden light fell to the ground, the smoke and dust dissipated, and an old man in a golden robe with an immortal look appeared in front of everyone.

The old man had white hair and a youthful face, with kind eyes, but the terrifying pressure he exuded made everyone present feel suffocated.

"Grand Elder!" The black-robed monk was overwhelmed with joy and delight, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He quickly ran to the old man, pointed at Xiao Bei and cried, "Grand Elder, this kid got a sinister magical weapon from nowhere and slaughtered our disciples. Please, Grand Elder, help us!"

The Supreme Elder nodded slightly, his gaze fell on the dagger in Xiao Bei's hand, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"Hmm? This breath..." He seemed to have sensed something and frowned slightly.

Xiao Bei ignored this sudden change. He was busy studying the dagger in his hand.

Just now during the battle, he accidentally discovered that this dagger, in addition to being extremely sharp, seemed to be able to release a mysterious power that could weaken the enemy's spiritual power.

"Weakening spiritual power? This function is quite interesting!" Xiao Bei was secretly delighted and began to try to control this power.

He pointed the dagger at the remaining plunderers and muttered to himself, "Weaken!" A black light flashed on the dagger, and an invisible force spread out, enveloping the plunderers.

"What's going on? My spiritual power..." "Why can't I use my magic power?" The plunderers were horrified to find that their spiritual power was rapidly dissipating, and their cultivation seemed to be sealed.

"Good opportunity!" Xiao Bei seized the opportunity, swung the dagger again, and easily dealt with the remaining minions.

"That's it? A bunch of weaklings!" Xiao Bei curled his lips in disdain, then turned his gaze to the black-robed monk and the supreme elder.

Although the black-robed monk was terrified, he relied on the presence of the Grand Elder and continued to shout fiercely, "Boy, you're dead! The Grand Elder is a powerful late Nascent Soul cultivator. You..."

Before he could finish his words, the Grand Elder raised his hand to interrupt him. He stared at the dagger in Xiao Bei's hand with a burning gaze and said slowly, "Young man, this magical weapon is not an ordinary thing. Where did you get it?"

Xiao Bei sneered, played with the dagger in his hand, and said, "It's none of your business!"

Xiao Bei glanced at the black-robed monk sideways, his eyes as if he was looking at a buzzing fly.

"Old man, are your ears not working well? I say, it's none of your business!" His arrogant attitude completely infuriated the black-robed monk, but fearing the power of the artifact in Xiao Bei's hand, he could only suppress his anger and look to the Supreme Elder for help.

A hint of displeasure flashed across the eyes of the Grand Elder, but he did not lash out. He continued calmly, "Young man, don't be impulsive. I just want to know the origin of this magical weapon."

Xiao Bei rolled his eyes and didn't bother to talk nonsense. The dagger in his hand flashed with black light, and several afterimages appeared in an instant, surrounding the black-robed monk and the remaining plunderers.

"What the hell? The art of clone?" The black-robed monk was horrified. He never expected that this dagger could have such a magical function.

"Li'er, look carefully, this is the real shadow clone technique!" Xiao Bei blinked at Bei Li, with a hint of boasting in his tone.

Bei Li looked at him with admiration, nodding like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah! Brother Xiao Bei is so awesome!"

"Go!" Xiao Bei gave an order, and several clones launched an attack at the same time, moving through the crowd like ghosts. Every time the dagger was swung, a life was taken away.

The black monks and the remaining plunderers were caught off guard and overwhelmed, and the scene instantly turned into a one-sided massacre.

"What kind of monster is this... this kid?" The black-robed monk was filled with fear. He had never seen such a weird fighting method. It was as if he was in a nightmare.

Seeing Xiao Bei killing everyone, the Supreme Elder's expression became solemn.

He originally thought that this was just a powerful magical weapon, but he didn't expect it to have such a strange ability.

"This boy cannot be kept!" The Supreme Elder secretly made up his mind, and a powerful spiritual pressure burst out from him.

Xiao Bei was not afraid at all, and an evil smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Old man, you want to fight? Come on!" The dagger in his hand suddenly burst out with a more dazzling light, and a heart-pounding force was rapidly condensing.

"Wait!" The Grand Elder suddenly raised his hand to stop Xiao Bei. He looked at the dagger in his hand with complicated eyes and said slowly, "Young man, this magic weapon..."

"...It's a serious matter. I want to make a deal with you."

Xiao Bei sneered disdainfully, "Deal? Are you worthy of it?" The dagger in his hand flashed with black light, and a black blade of light shot out instantly, heading straight for the black-robed monk.

"Ah!" The black-robed monk screamed as the light blade pierced his chest and he died on the spot.

"You!" The Supreme Elder was furious, and a terrifying pressure swept out, causing the surrounding trees to bend down.

"Young man, you dare to kill someone in front of this old man. This is truly an unforgivable crime!"

Xiao Bei didn't care at all. He shrugged his shoulders and said with a look that asked for a beating: "I'll kill them, so what? Come and fight me if you don't agree!" The dagger in his hand flashed with black light again, and several black light blades shot towards the remaining plunderers like lightning.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" After a few loud noises, all the plunderers were knocked away, spitting blood and looking miserable.

Xiao Bei controlled the artifact and released a powerful force, which directly knocked away several plunderers in the late Jindan stage. They vomited blood and looked miserable.

"That's it? A bunch of noobs!" Xiao Bei curled his lips in disdain, then turned his gaze to the Grand Elder.

The Supreme Elder's face turned ashen, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

He never thought that such a young boy would dare to challenge him like this.

"Junior, you are looking for death!" He shouted angrily, his figure flashed, and turned into a golden light, rushing towards Xiao Bei.

Xiao Bei sneered, "Come on!" The black light of the dagger in his hand became brighter, and an even more powerful force was rapidly gathering.

At this moment, a sudden change occurred!

The black light on the dagger suddenly retracted, and a strange energy wave spread out, covering the entire battlefield.

Xiao Bei and the Supreme Elder stopped their movements, and both felt an inexplicable sense of oppression.

"What's going on?" Xiao Bei was shocked and hurriedly checked the dagger in his hand, but found that the black light on the dagger had disappeared, replaced by a faint golden light.

The Supreme Elder was also stunned. He felt that the spiritual power in his body was suppressed and he could not move at all.

"What kind of power is this?" He was filled with shock and fear.

Suddenly, an ancient and majestic voice sounded in their minds: "I am the spirit of a divine artifact. How dare you ants try to touch my body!"

Xiao Bei and the Supreme Elder looked up at the sky at the same time, only to see a huge golden figure slowly emerging, emitting a suffocating pressure.

"The spirit of the divine weapon?" Xiao Bei's heart was shocked, and an inexplicable sense of excitement arose spontaneously.

The Supreme Elder was horrified. He finally understood that he had provoked someone he shouldn't have provoked.

The golden figure looked down at the two of them and said in a cold voice, "Your dispute ends here."

Before he finished speaking, a powerful force descended from the sky, enveloping Xiao Bei and the Supreme Elder.

"Shit! What's going on?" Xiao Bei felt a black screen in front of his eyes and then lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Bei slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on a piece of soft grass.

"Brother Xiao Bei, you finally woke up!" Bei Li threw herself into his arms with a worried look on her face.

"Li'er?" Xiao Bei rubbed his still dizzy head and asked, "What happened?"

Beili shook his head. "I don't know either. I only saw a huge golden figure appear, and then you fainted."

Xiao Bei frowned, his heart full of doubts.

What exactly is that golden figure?

Where did the spirit of the artifact go?

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard a familiar voice in his ear: "Boy, are you awake?"

Xiao Bei turned his head and saw an old man in a golden robe standing in front of him. It was the spirit of the artifact that appeared before.

"You...you are..." Xiao Bei looked at the old man in surprise.

The old man smiled slightly, "I am the spirit of the artifact, you can call me..."