The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud

Chapter 605: True Embryo Body Cultivation

When Qiu Yaoyao stepped back, Su Jingzhen had already taken out the black brick. 

He was not afraid of anyone under the age of fifty. 

He believed that a significant portion of ordinary Heavenly Dragon disciples at this age had already reached the Divine Intention Realm. 

But back in Qingzhou, he had killed countless Divine Intent Realm cultivators when his own cultivation was only at the fifth or sixth level of Flesh Body Nascent Embryo. 

And at that time, he hadn’t even learned the Creation Heaven Scripture and the Great Desolate Creation Palm. 

Now, with his cultivation at the peak of the Flesh Body Nascent Embryo and his ability to break through at any time, along with his various other strengths, the ordinary cultivators of the Divine Intent Realm might not be much of a challenge for him.

He also believed that among the younger generation of the Heavenly Dragon race, there must be some under the age of fifty who had reached the Unity Realm. 

However, such geniuses would definitely not be among the ordinary disciples. 

After all, Qiu Yaoyao was such a talent, and she was a first-sequence disciple.

“I am Meng Hu, thirty-eight years old, at the late stage of Nascent Soul. Please, Daoist Su , give me your guidance,” said the first black-robed man to step forward, his aura suddenly rising. 

His late Nascent Soul cultivation at this age was indeed quite impressive. 

His gaze towards Su Jingzhen was filled with fervor, still fantasizing about defeating Su Jingzhen and winning Qiu Yaoyao’s favor. 

In his eyes, even if Qiu Yaoyao only played with him and then discarded him, it would still be the highlight of his life.

At this moment, he pulled out a water and fire staff, with his fighting spirit rising. 

Su Jingzhen nodded with a smile, his face showing a serious expression. “Please!”

Without further ado, he tightened his grip on the black brick, ready for battle. 

Meng Hu didn’t want to waste any time. 

As his aura surged, the water and fire staff suddenly burst with crimson light, and from over ten zhang away, he swung the staff at Su Jingzhen. 

As he swung, a terrifying shadow of the staff stretched tens of zhang, completely enveloping Su Jingzhen. 

This strike had at least the power of the early Divine Intent Realm.

Su Jingzhen praised him inwardly. 

This guy might not have been just a sacrificial pawn. 

Without hesitation, he didn’t choose to dodge with the Netherworld Ghost Technique. After all, a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn’t force him to do that. 

He suddenly swung the black brick at the staff’s shadow without using the Great Desolate Creation Palm for support. 

The blood energy in the nine human secret repositories surged, and most of it erupted.

“Boom!”

In the next instant, under the eyes of countless people in the square, the two attacks collided without any tricks. 

A loud boom echoed, and Meng Hu’s staff shadow was instantly dissipated. 

However, Su Jingzhen seemed to be unable to hold back and took a dozen steps back. 

His face also turned pale correspondingly, looking equal and even slightly inferior.

This scene stunned everyone present.

“Ah? I thought Meng Hu would be easily defeated by Su Jingzhen. He actually managed to get to this point? 

He seems to have the upper hand. 

This… this is different from what everyone expected.”

“With such strength, does he really think he can win Big Sister’s heart? 

I’m more sure that Big Sister is just playing around. This opportunity seems to be available to everyone.”

“Heh, Meng Hu has fought him to this extent, so there’s no need to wait for the strongest few to act.”

This round of an even match greatly surprised everyone. The countless ordinary Heavenly Dragon disciples around the square began to discuss again.

At this moment, Qiu Yaoyao’s eyebrows also furrowed. 

She had seen Su Jingzhen’s terrifying fighting power in the Evil Moon Sect. 

This time, she had full confidence in Su Jingzhen and dared to bring him here openly. 

This strike was indeed beyond her expectations, but when she saw the expression on Su Jingzhen’s face, her lips couldn’t help but curl into a faint smile.

“Playing the pig to eat the tiger? This guy is really cautious. 

Even with our ordinary Heavenly Dragon disciples, he’s so cautious. 

But with so many outstanding disciples in the Heavenly Dragon race, you can’t hide forever.”

After muttering to herself, Qiu Yaoyao was no longer worried and watched silently.

As the crowd discussed, Meng Hu’s expression became even more excited. 

He seemed to see some hope.

“Hehe, take another hit from me!”

Meng Hu’s first strike was just a test, and he didn’t expect to get such results. 

Now, this strike was more serious.

“A strike to open the heavens!”

Meng Hu’s expression suddenly became somewhat fierce. 

Then he swung the staff at Su Jingzhen again, this time coming closer by ten zhang. 

The staff locked onto Su Jingzhen, and the space around him instantly twisted. 

Su Jingzhen’s face turned serious again. 

He still didn’t dodge. 

He swung the brick at Meng Hu’s staff.

Another loud boom echoed, and the two suddenly separated, each taking a dozen steps back. Su Jingzhen still seemed to be at a disadvantage.

Meng Hu’s blood energy surged within him, and he felt an uneasy sensation. 

In this round, he felt that Su Jingzhen’s strength seemed inexhaustible. 

However, it was clearly at an equal level. 

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Soon, he launched another attack. 

“I can’t believe it. How much combat power can a body cultivator have?” 

After muttering, Meng Hu didn’t hesitate and picked up his water and fire staffs to unleash a continuous barrage of attacks on Su Jingzhen.

The square was filled with staff shadows, and each strike could create a considerable storm with Su Jingzhen. 

However, each strike seemed to be evenly matched. 

Under the recoil force, Meng Hu’s injuries became more severe.

“Something seems to be wrong. Meng Hu can’t defeat Su Jingzhen. Is Su Jingzhen playing the pig to eat the tiger?”

“It seems to be an even match, but as a body cultivator with a strong physique, he doesn’t fear any recoil force, unlike Meng Hu. 

Every time it recoils, it causes him considerable injuries. Meng Hu is clearly in a severely injured state.”

There were still many discerning people in the audience. 

After dozens of rounds, Meng Hu’s aura had completely collapsed. 

Blood was already seeping from the corners of his mouth, and he had put away his water and fire staff.

“I surrender. I admit defeat. I am indeed no match for you in terms of endurance. But if you only have this level of strength, you will probably become someone else’s stepping stone today,” Meng Hu said to Su Jingzhen, his tone filled with unprecedented reluctance. 

He was too weak to continue and had to step down.

As soon as he stepped down, another man who looked quite rugged and bare-chested like an iron tower stood in front of Su Jingzhen.

“I am Ge Meng, forty-nine years old, also a Body Cultivator, at the first layer of the True Embryo stage. 

Please give me your guidance!” 

His deep voice echoed, and Su Jingzhen’s heart trembled again. 

He never expected to encounter a True Embryo Body Cultivation in the Heavenly Dragon Race territory. 

This was a realm higher than his own. 

However, he was also excited. 

As a body cultivator, it was rare for him to find his peers, so he felt a bit lonely. 

Now, he could easily test the level of other body cultivators.

He could understand this, as the Heavenly Dragon race mostly had a trace of dragon bloodlines, even if they were mostly from sub-dragons or giant snakes, similar to half-demons. 

Their strong physiques were natural. 

It wasn’t surprising that some Body Cultivators could emerge from them.

“Please!” 

Su Jingzhen still didn’t waste any words and only said one word. 

In the next instant, when he saw that Ge Meng had no weapon, he also put the black brick away. 

It seemed like he wanted to have a fist-to-fist fight. 

This fighting style was clearly Ge Meng’s favorite.

As soon as Su Jingzhen put down the brick, Ge Meng took a big step forward and charged at Su Jingzhen like a human-shaped tyrannosaurus. 

When he reached Su Jingzhen’s front three zhang, he jumped up and soared into the air. 

His large fist smashed directly into Su Jingzhen’s head just like a falling meteor. 

The space between them seemed to produce a sonic boom.

“So powerful! So fierce! I love it!” 

Su Jingzhen was in a state of excitement as he saw a worthy opponent. 

He didn’t use the Great Desolate Creation Palm, and the nine human secret repositories instantly surged, all converging on his right Labor Palace acupoint. 

He also clenched his fist and punched at Ge Meng.

“These Body Cultivators are all human-like beasts. This kind of battle style is too brutal.”

“But the battle between two body cultivators is so straightforward that it makes people’s blood boil.”

“When Su Jingzhen exerted his strength just now, it seemed like his cultivation was only at the peak of the Flesh Body Nascent Embryo stage. 

Ge Meng is much stronger than him, both in terms of physique and cultivation. 

He should be able to handle him this time, right?”

“Yes. Although Ge Meng is not a geniius, in terms of body cultivation, he is indeed among the best under fifty years old in our Heavenly Dragon race.”

The countless ordinary Heavenly Dragon disciples around them had strong faith in Ge Meng. 

However, before their words could be finished, their fists had already collided. 

A dull sound of physical impact echoed. Su Jingzhen’s feet suddenly sank into the ground, while Ge Meng’s body was pushed back.

“Ah, another equal match? 

What does that mean?”

“Su Jingzhen was evenly matched with Meng Hu, and now with Ge Meng. 

Can I take this as an insult to Ge Meng?”

“This guy must be doing it on purpose. 

How annoying!”

As the crowd continued to grumble with dissatisfaction, Ge Meng’s eyebrows suddenly furrowed. However, he didn’t say much and stomped his feet again. 

His entire body leapt into the air once again. 

This time, his tightly clenched right fist seemed to ignite a layer of intense flames.

“Meteor strike!” 

After a deep shout, Ge Meng once again struck at Su Jingzhen. 

This time, he was like a burning meteor, with a power several times stronger than the last time.

Su Jingzhen’s eyes became even more excited. 

It was said that today’s body cultivators were several times weaker than qi cultivators, both in terms of fighting power and cultivation. 

However, he didn’t see this characteristic in Ge Meng. 

Although Ge Meng was at the first level of the True Embryo stage, the power of these two punches made Su Jingzhen feel that it was stronger than the full power attacks of many Divine Intent Realm cultivators at the second or third level. 

Seeing this, he felt a sense of relief.

This time, he decided to show respect to Ge Meng. 

“Then I will let you experience my Great Desolate Creation Palm.”