Yet, this bit of change did not escape the keen perception of the little devil. He could even see a glimmer light up in the little devil’s eyes, a smile hung on his lips that was both adorable and extremely annoying. Next, he tasted the magic of the Fireball Technique again. He had slowed down, but the little devil had not. The gaps he left were sufficient for the little devil to dodge with ease, then bring his fingers together, gather energy, and form the Fireball Technique. It was exceedingly fast. In almost an instant, it was conjured, and in a flash, it came whistling toward him. Boss Jiang had never seen such a fast Fireball Technique in his life. It was, again, aimed at his face. Boss Jiang shielded his face with his arms, blocking the fireball, but his arms were scaldingly hot, a wave of intense pain surged, and his figure staggered a few steps. When he looked up again, he saw Mo Hua had already pulled away and was once more bringing his fingers together to form the Fireball Technique... A hint of despair arose in Boss Jiang’s heart. It was an utterly ordinary Fireball Technique, but combined with a movement technique and swift casting speed, it seemed it had not a single flaw. He couldn’t find any opportunity... He suddenly realized that even if he hadn’t been wounded by the Earth Fire Formation, he might not be able to defeat this little devil purely with his Taoist Skill... Boss Jiang was stunned. "I actually... can’t defeat this little devil?" As this thought emerged, he felt both shame and anger. As a Foundation Building Cultivator and a minor faction leader who had roamed the Tao Cultivation World of Qian State for over a hundred years, having survived countless covert and overt battles, he actually... Couldn’t handle a child in his teens?! A crack appeared in Boss Jiang’s Taoist Heart, he took a deep breath, stared at Mo Hua with a chilling hatred in his eyes. Then he withdrew, increasing the distance between himself and Mo Hua. Mo Hua, who was in the middle of forming a fireball, was somewhat astonished. What does this mean? He’s given up? If he increases the distance, wouldn’t he just be a sitting duck for the Fireball Technique? "Could it be that hitting him in the face with the fireball accidentally damaged his brain?" Mo Hua murmured to himself. Your adventure continues at freewebnovel Suddenly, he too was startled, his gaze turned stern as he looked at Boss Jiang. Out of nowhere, Boss Jiang had pulled out a Jade Talisman, activated it, and a layer of golden light enveloped his body, as if he had been "plated" in gold. Then, from his storage, he retrieved another sword. This sword, the length of a forearm, etched with golden patterns, was extremely lavish and its Sword Qi was formidable. Mo Hua came to a realization with a bit of shock. This Boss Jiang was actually a true Sword Cultivator! Previously, when he was in close combat, using the sword to attack, all his moves were martial arts based, and Mo Hua thought he was just a "Body Cultivator" pretending to wield a sword. But now, Mo Hua realized that this Boss Jiang indeed seemed to be a Sword Cultivator who knew the Sword Control Technique! Boss Jiang let out a cold laugh, then channeling his Spiritual Power, he activated the Sever Gold Sword. The Sever Gold Sword shone brightly with golden light, accumulating astonishing Sword Qi. Boss Jiang’s gaze turned fierce. This was his trump card technique. It was also the sword technique he never revealed to others! Once the sword moved, he must kill all witnesses, leaving no survivors! Otherwise, his identity would be exposed. He was once a disciple of the Sever Gold Sect at the Qian Learning State boundary, and what he learned was the sect’s Sect Protecting Sword technique, the Sever Gold Sword Control Jue! This Sword technique was purloined by him. If the sect ever found out that he had learned the Sect Protecting Sword technique and used it for the business of "trading Cultivators", he would become a disgrace to the sect, shaming it. He would sure be pursued relentlessly by the Sever Gold Sect! He could not withstand the wrath of the Sever Gold Sect. That’s why over the years, he seldom used his sword. Once he did, he had to be thorough in his killing, leaving no survivors! But at this life-and-death moment, he must employ all his trump cards to kill the boy before him, otherwise his chances were grim! Boss Jiang stepped forward, chanted the incantations, and gathered the Sword Qi, its formidable presence showing the enormity of the sword’s power. But great power meant a longer time to accumulate energy. Mo Hua would not give him this opportunity. 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶 With a light tap of his fingers, a Fireball Technique flew out in an instant, hitting Boss Jiang squarely in the chest. However, a flash of golden light on Boss Jiang’s body seemed to have absorbed some of the power of the Fireball Technique. Although Boss Jiang was slightly injured, his Sword Qi continued to accumulate. Mo Hua frowned and then cast another Water Prison Technique. The First-Grade Water Prison Technique could only bind a Foundation Building Cultivator for a moment, interrupting their spellcasting. But this Water Prison Technique was mitigated by that golden light as well. Boss Jiang’s sword controlling was not interrupted. Mo Hua was a bit perplexed; he then remembered that Boss Jiang had activated a Jade Talisman earlier, plating his body with a golden light. This golden light fortified him with a "metal body". It seemed to buffer part of the force of the spells and also immunize against some controls so that spells wouldn’t interrupt his techniques... This allowed him to focus on charging his energy, unleashing this remarkably powerful Sword Control Technique. Mo Hua was amazed in his heart. You can play like this? Having come from the Second-Grade Prefecture Border, Mo Hua was seeing such a spell and Jade Talisman effect for the first time... This Boss Jiang was a master! "What should we do?" "Should we run?" "Drag out the time on this ’Golden Body’ and then come back to kill him?" Mo Hua pondered in his heart. But... could he escape? Mo Hua frowned. He didn’t know just how fast this Sword Control Technique was... If the speed of the Sword Qi was faster than his Water Passing Step, he reckoned he wouldn’t be able to dodge it... Just then, Mo Hua felt a Divine Sense sticking to him, as if it was trying to "lock" him in place... Divine Sense Lock? Mo Hua was startled, his expression turning subtle... On the other side, within just a few breaths, Boss Jiang had finished accumulating the Sword Qi of the "Sever Gold Sword Control Jue". The Sever Gold Sword shone with dazzling golden light, its power terrifying. Once this sword was unsheathed, anyone at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage was doomed! That brat was no exception! As long as he used his Divine Sense to lock onto that brat, the Sever Gold Sword would automatically seek the enemy. The sword light would hunt for souls, chasing a thousand zhang to completely obliterate that despicable, detestable little brat! As long as he used his Divine Sense to lock on... Lock with Divine Sense... Lock... Boss Jiang "locked on" for quite a while, then suddenly looked stunned, his eyes widening in shock. Couldn’t... lock on??? A sense of ludicrous absurdity washed over him, leaving Boss Jiang in utter shock. Divine Sense... can’t lock on?! What the hell... is this a joke?! He looked intently and there stood little Mo Hua, just ten zhang away in front of him, motionless. But in his Divine Sense, there was nothing. Not a trace of the little cultivator could be found! "Why?" Boss Jiang briefly pondered, his pupils contracting. His Divine Sense... had it been crushed?! By this brat... crushed?! Boss Jiang’s face filled with horror. Utter nonsense! How could the Divine Sense of this whelp, a greenhorn cultivator, overpower his own, a cultivator who had been cultivating for over a hundred years within the Foundation Establishment Realm?! On what basis? Beyond belief, Boss Jiang then remembered another, more severe issue: What to do with his "Sever Gold Sword Control Jue" that was fully charged with Spiritual Power? Not striking would lead to backlash. But... how to strike? How could he make a move if the Divine Sense couldn’t lock onto the target? Then... aim with eyes? Boss Jiang found the idea preposterous. Since when did Sword Cultivators need to rely on their eyes to strike down an enemy with their swords? There are myriad phenomena in the world, bizarre and varied, and Spells are even more numerous and changeable. The least reliable thing for a cultivator is their own eyes. Control the sword with Divine Sense, seek the enemy with gaze, wouldn’t that be the height of folly? But if he couldn’t trust his eyes, what could he trust... Trust Divine Sense? There was nothing in his own Divine Sense... what to trust then? Boss Jiang looked around with Sword Control, feeling listless in his heart. Mo Hua watched Boss Jiang with "sympathy". When Boss Jiang met Mo Hua’s gaze, he grew even more furious. However, as the Sword Qi had been building up for too long, his meridians began to ache slightly, and if he didn’t act soon, the Sword Qi would backfire, and he would undoubtedly die! Boss Jiang gritted his teeth. Forget it, life and death are determined by fate, the killing and sparing by heaven! If not by Divine Sense, then by eyes! "The arrow is on the string; it must be sent." If Divine Sense couldn’t lock on, then he’d use his eyes to see and bet it all on this one sword strike! Boss Jiang’s spirits lifted as he gathered all his strength to wield the Sever Gold Sword, sending a torrent of Sword Qi toward Mo Hua’s current position with a fierce thrust! But the very moment he made his move... Mo Hua had already initiated the Water Passing Step, slipping away without a trace... Boss Jiang stood dumbfounded, only to watch helplessly as his powerful Sword Control attack, "locked" by gaze, unable to change direction or turn, struck a deserted eatery, splitting it in two... ... The Sever Gold Sword Control Jue chopped down an empty hut... Boss Jiang’s face turned ashen, utterly hopeless. The moment he took action, he knew... he was already a dead man... Only then did he understand what Mr. Tu meant by "not to complicate matters"... Not to complicate matters, so as not to encounter troubles. And so as not to run into such a scheming, malevolent little monster with astonishing Formation skills, whose Divine Sense was even too terrifying to lock onto...