Urban Immortal Cultivation Supreme

Handing the small fox over to Huo Ling, Zhu Bufan's figure flashed like a ghost, dragging a lingering shadow as he arrived in the center of the Wenhua Hall, his hand clutching Emperor Yan's Breaker.

"That's Emperor Yan's Breaker, isn't it? I remember back then Sect Master Huo seized it from a Demon Cultivator. Unexpectedly, it was passed to Zhu Bufan; it seems he is quite favored by you, Sect Master Huo. Moreover, to be personally challenged by Ye Gucheng shows his strength is considerable." Seeing the dark, dull broadsword in Zhu Bufan's hands, Wei Tianxian smiled and spoke to the elder Huo sitting beside him.

"Heh heh, to be honest, I sort of regret giving such a good item to him." Chuckling, a hint of regret actually flashed across Elder Huo's eyes. A divine weapon capable of producing a sword spirit like Emperor Yan is without a doubt one of the peerless divine weapons. If it weren't for Zhu Bufan having already bound it with his blood and Emperor Yan acknowledging him, Elder Huo even felt a desperate urge to shamelessly ask for the sword back. Don't doubt the old rascal's capability; his ability for thick-skinned demands is almost limitless.

"In these three months, I've already reached your level of prowess. This time, I want you defeated." Gently caressing the golden dragon decoration on his sword's scabbard, Ye Gucheng said coldly.

"Feel free, as long as you're capable of that." After speaking, Zhu Bufan fiercely drew out Emperor Yan's Breaker, and the Blood Spirit Poison Fire fiercely surged out from him.

"What kind of flame is this?" Feeling the overflowing murderous aura and blood scent from the Academic Poison Fire bursting out from Zhu Bufan, Wei Tianxian frowned and asked in surprise, Elder Cangyun was even more shocked. Although much weaker in cultivation compared to Elder Cangyun, Zhu Bufan's flames were far fiercer. Elder Cangyun could imagine that if he possessed the Blood Spirit Poison Fire, his efficiency in alchemy would probably rise a whole level!

"This young man will definitely not be simple in the future. Merely with this blood fire, he qualifies to challenge opponents two realms higher than himself. But to fight from Body Tempering Realm against Bone Forging Realm, it's still a bit forced. Ye Gucheng too, at such a level, choosing a cultivator from Body Tempering Sixth Layer Heaven, it really is..." Elder Cangyun hadn't finished his words, when suddenly, the scene in the arena made him swallow his words.

'Clang!'

Suddenly drawing his long sword, Ye Gucheng turned into a stroke of sword light stabbing towards Zhu Bufan, so fast that the bystanders only saw a flash of light.

Ye Gucheng struck with full force, unsurprisingly for Zhu Bufan. It can be said Ye Gucheng's sword is meant for killing, not for show with elegant moves, caring only about speed and a sure kill, each strike bearing immense force aimed straight for vital points, leaving absolutely no leeway.

"Ha!" With a cold shout, Zhu Bufan didn't choose to dodge Ye Gucheng's direct stab, instead meeting it head-on, his broadsword swung, and a purple-red Fire Chain smashed directly at Ye Gucheng, breaks all with brute force, as its heavy sword does not need sharpness, it's the great art in its clumsiness!

"Separation Style!"

Feel of the intense heat pressing down from above, Ye Gucheng suddenly transformed into four figures; this isn't any Primordial Qi clone, but a transformation created purely by rapid motion. Facing attacks from four Ye Guchengs in all directions, Zhu Bufan's eyes sharpened, then, Zhu Bufan suddenly spun around.

The Blood Spirit Poison Fire fiercely soared, forming a tornado of flames. The temperamental Blood Spirit Poison Fire, feeling the threat of Ye Gucheng's sword qi, exploded out instantly and shockingly repelled Ye Gucheng. Yet Ye Gucheng's unmatched sword qi wasn't erased, 'swoosh swoosh' sounds made, and Zhu Bufan's black gown now had four slashes.

The two's lightning-fast clash stunned everyone, especially Elder Cangyun. His words hadn't even finished falling, and the two had already collided head-on. The strength displayed by Zhu Bufan, how could it be just at the level of a Body Tempering Realm cultivator?

"What's going on, Sect Master Huo?" Watching Zhu Bufan's still undisturbed strength, Elder Cangyun immediately asked in astonishment, turning to Elder Huo.

"Heh heh, as if there aren't artifacts that can conceal cultivation levels. What's there to be surprised about?" Seeing several people staring dumbfoundedly at him, Elder Huo felt quite proud, chuckling before speaking.

"Artifacts that hide one's aura aren't something any ordinary Artifact Refiner can refine. Don't be secretive anymore, Sect Master Huo," Wei Tianxian asked with a slight smile to Elder Huo.

"Ha ha, who else in the Heavenly Sword Sect could refine such a thing? Ah, it's also a curse how good my eye for disciples is; it indeed did attract a peculiar one. When that Old Wu saw him, he immediately shouted to take Zhu Bufan as his disciple, even saying he'd let me be the Grandmaster. With Old Wu saying so, I had no choice but to reluctantly accept, recalling Old Wu's pleading to me, it was tough to refuse~" After saying this, Elder Huo gently stroked his long white beard.

Upon hearing Elder Huo's words, the expressions of those present all turned peculiar. Regardless of whether his plea to Elder Wu was true or false, everyone present, including Wei Tianxian, held great respect for Wu Yingzhong. Firstly, because of Wu Yingzhong's identity as a Fifth Rank Artifact Refiner; secondly, it was due to Wu Yingzhong's cultivation at the Condensing Spirit Level. Wu Yingzhong, Wei Tianxian, and Elder Huo were the three great Condensing Spirit level masters of the Heavenly Sword Sect. Although Wu Yingzhong rarely involved himself in the affairs within the sect, his formidable presence was something no one dared forget.

"Who would have thought that Zhu Bufan would have such good fortune to become the direct disciple of two Condensing Spirit masters within the Heavenly Sword Sect, truly remarkable." With a slight smile, Elder Redflame shook his fiery-red beard and spoke.

"Hmph! I have plenty of abilities myself, why would I need Elder Wu to teach me? Elder Wu only teaches the art of Artifact Refining! Zhu Bufan's talent in refining is extremely good; Elder Wu is simply too jealous!" Coldly snorting, Elder Huo cast a glance at Elder Redflame. Hearing that Zhu Bufan was an artifact refiner, Wei Tianxian was also somewhat moved.

"Unexpectedly, Master Wu is willing to accept an apprentice in artifact refining. It seems our Heavenly Sword Sect will gain another artifact refiner!" Wei Tianxian stroked his beard, showing a trace of a smile.

"Indeed, he controls flames that are far from ordinary, knowing that better flames increase the quality and success rate of alchemy and similarly for artifact refining. For someone so young to possess such an abnormal fire is indeed a fortune. He will definitely become an exceptional artifact refiner in the future." Elder Cangyun also nodded and added.

While the hall was abuzz discussing Zhu Bufan, Zhu Bufan himself was engaged in a tight struggle with Ye Gucheng.

Ye Gucheng's swordsmanship flashed like fleeting lights, incredibly fast, the saying 'killing without seeing blood' might not even adequately describe such rapid swordsmanship—it was so fast one wouldn't be able to feel it at all.

In contrast, Zhu Bufan's sword technique at that moment was extremely slow, akin to an ordinary old man in his seventies or eighties wielding a sword, seemingly feeble and powerless. The moment he employed his sword technique, it immediately triggered mocking laughter from the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, except for the real person of Heavenly Sword on the pavilion, who showed a contemplative expression.

Likewise, after a brief laugh from the disciples around, they could no longer continue laughing. They realized that Zhu Bufan's soft and weak sword movements, devoid of any strength, were actually blocking all of Ye Gucheng's rapid sword moves. Seeing Zhu Bufan moving as leisurely as if strolling in a courtyard, the crowd began to wonder if they were hallucinating!

"Manifold Style!"

Countless shadows of Ye Gucheng, from every direction in the sky, charged towards Zhu Bufan, each shadow conveying intense sword energy. Seeing this move of Ye Gucheng, the disciples of the Dark Sect silently wiped a cold sweat; with so many shadow splits coming from all directions, this was a relentless attack without any blind spots, and no one present dared to guarantee they could escape unscathed.

Similarly, situated at the core of the attack, Zhu Bufan was also frowning deeply. Faced with Ye Gucheng's assault, Zhu Bufan sensed an extremely dangerous aura. Without further thought, Emperor Yan's annihilating force shook in his hand, promptly bringing out the Purple Cloud!

"Purple Cloud? Is that from the Nine Sword Technique?" Seeing the Purple Cloud in Zhu Bufan's hand, Elder Cangyun almost stood up, clearly remembering Elder Huo had once shown him the heart method of Purple Cloud. He still couldn't comprehend how to summon the Soul Sword. Today seeing Zhu Bufan actually summon the Purple Cloud, which even he didn't understand, how could it not amaze him.

However, soon Elder Cangyun sat back down, shaking his head before sighing, "What a pity, the Nine Sword Technique only has one chapter, at most it is a Human Rank inferior mental method, it might be sufficient now, but in the future, a Human Rank mental method will not support the growing energy consumption needed for martial arts, truly a pity."

"Ah, I've advised him too, but he insists on cultivating the Nine Sword Technique, well, when he realizes this himself one day, he'll naturally come to seek me." Elder Huo sighed and shook his head, unaware that Zhu Bufan had already mastered the second sword technique Emperor's Hatred, and neither Huo Ling nor Wang Hui had told Elder Huo since Zhu Bufan had not mentioned it himself—the spiritually attacking technique of Emperor's Hatred was indeed too bizarre and unthinkable.

"Tai Chi Sword? Black Dragon Tail!"

Facing the onslaught of shadow attacks from Ye Gucheng filling the sky, Zhu Bufan crouched slightly, then his Purple Cloud swept across violently. The snake-shaped sword energy on Purple Cloud swung like a real dragon, with the Spirit Snake Swinging Tail sword energy carrying the Blood Spirit Poison Fire, violently sweeping several shadow splits into scattered Primordial Qi. Meanwhile, Zhu Bufan kept moving, spinning wildly like a top, with the Purple Cloud in his hand turning into a flame whip, continuously dividing Ye Gucheng's sword energy split.

"Break the technique! Chenjiang Duanliu Break – Rolling Momentum!"

Just when Ye Gucheng's technique reached its peak, Zhu Bufan unleashed the Rolling Momentum, the rising sword energy colliding with Ye Gucheng's sword energy splits in midair producing a series of clashing sounds, 'clang clang' incessantly ringing in the ears, and the duel between the two finally escalated from probing to an intense stage.