Heaven Refining physique-Chapter 134: Amusing Show

Jiang Hao nodded. He didn’t care if one of them was hurt or not—it wouldn’t matter to him. Either of them could tell him where Senior Sister Ming Yue was, so who won and who lost, he didn’t care for it.

"One minute. If the battle isn’t decided in one minute, then I will end it by killing the one who is least injured. And do not use any protective talismans."

Jiang Hao stated it as a matter of fact. He didn’t want to waste more time. Although senior sister had minor teleportation arrays, he didn’t know if she was stuck in the same kind of array as this one or not.

Although he did not doubt her capabilities, it was better to be cautious.

When the disciple of the Azure Sky Sect heard that, his heart skipped a beat. He had to finish off the disciple of the Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary in one minute. It wasn’t easy at all. Even with injuries, the disciple of the Ethereal Cloud could easily survive if it was only for one minute.

The injuries weren’t fatal after all. Given this new condition, his opponent might not even attack him and instead try to appear more injured than him.

He gritted his teeth—now it was unfair to him.

The disciple of the Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary became calm. Now he had hope. All he had to do was survive one minute without protective talismans. It was quite easy, in fact.

He could even take some non-fatal attacks to become more injured.

"Start."

The disciple of Azure Sky moved immediately upon hearing Jiang Hao. It looked like he was using some kind of wind-based movement technique.

He reached his opponent, who didn’t move but remained calm as he saw him approach.

Seeing this, he used his short sword to pierce the heart, but his opponent put his arm in the way. There was an intense sound, like the sword had struck metal.

It was true. The disciple of Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary had used some metal-related ability. His skin had turned golden-colored for a short duration.

After blocking the attack, the disciple of Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary smiled. He had only a small cut on his hand.

The situation turned grim for the disciple of Azure Sky. He knew it was impossible to kill this guy in one minute now. He couldn’t kill a metal-attributed cultivator in one minute with his attacks—it was impossible.

He looked at the smiling face of his opponent. It was as if he had already won. Still, he moved again and attacked. It was similar to his previous attack.

The result was the same, but he didn’t stop and kept attacking.

The onlookers shook their heads. It was already determined who was going to win. They were still in disbelief about what had just happened. Two top sects of the world—wherever their cultivators went, they gained respect and admiration, always acting like rulers of the world...

Their orders were like decrees from heaven itself—yet they were forced to a state where their disciples had to fight among themselves not for treasure, not because they were enemies, but simply to survive and appease a traitor.

A traitor who had been put on the must-hunt list by these very sects. It was truly an unbelievable scenario. Once this information spread, there would definitely be an uproar throughout the world.

The reputation of these two sects was definitely going downhill after this. No matter what actions they took afterwards, it wouldn’t change anything. This stain would be left on them forever—unless they killed everyone who knew of this incident, which was impossible.

The fight had already gone on for fifty seconds. Only ten seconds remained. The disciple of Azure Sky had used the same attacks until now, which were blocked easily by the disciple of the Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary, receiving only slight injuries—something that worked in his favor.

When only five seconds remained, the disciple of Azure Sky stopped, looking resigned to his fate. He glanced at his sword in annoyance.

Just as one second remained, the disciple of the Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary sighed in relief and thought it was over. Even if the disciple of Azure Sky wanted to attack now, he wouldn’t be able to reach him. As expected, the disciple of Azure Sky raised his sword—it looked like he was going to use his last attack.

Everyone shook their heads. It wouldn’t change anything. But just as everyone thought that, they were stunned at the scene. The disciple of Azure Sky did attack—but not at the disciple of the Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary. He stabbed himself in the lung. The short sword went all the way through.

Everyone was stunned at this, but they suddenly had a realization. It wasn’t suicide, but...

"Stop. It’s over now. The least injured right now is you."

As expected, Jiang Hao appeared in front of the disciple of Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary, who was stunned to the core. He didn’t react to Jiang Hao approaching. His eyes were fixed on the disciple of Azure Sky Sect, who was on the ground coughing blood.

Forget about him—even Jiang Hao was stunned by that. Even he had thought that the one he would be killing was the disciple of the Azure Sky Sect. But this last move truly took him by surprise. What an amusing show—to keep their lives, cowards can go to any length. It was proven here.

Others looked toward the disciple of the Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary in pity. He had been smiling throughout the entire fight, but now, only despair was present in his eyes.

Jiang Hao didn’t wait. He merely flicked at the forehead of the disciple from the Ethereal Cloud Sanctuary. The disciple tried to protect his forehead with his metal ability on reflex. He wasn’t going to die just because Jiang Hao wanted it. But it didn’t matter. The moment Jiang Hao’s finger struck the golden forehead, an intense sound was heard.

Shhickkkk!

The head of the disciple jerked back with unimaginable force, breaking all the bones in his neck. The forehead bore a depression where Jiang Hao’s finger had struck. He was dead before he even hit the ground.

Jiang Hao had already disappeared and reappeared in front of the Azure Sky Sect disciple.

"Take a Heavenly Oath that you will tell me the correct location of Sister Ming Yue."

The disciple gulped inwardly when Jiang Hao appeared in front of him. Jiang Hao was like a grim reaper—whenever he had teleported, someone had died. Fear had already rooted deep in his heart. Forget about him—even cultivators within the safe zone who had been watching were afraid of Jiang Hao.

The disciple didn’t want to anger Jiang Hao, so he immediately took a Heavenly Oath to speak only the truth.

"I... I have taken the Heavenly Oath. Now can you take a hea—Heavenly Oath to let me leave?"

He asked, though his voice trembled slightly.

Jiang Hao looked at him nonchalantly and said,

"You do know that all I need to do is go to the next safe zone, do the same process, and capture someone alive, right? It will waste some time, but I think it’s still manageable."

The disciple gritted his teeth and said,

"She was on the right-hand side. She too seemed to have moved inwardly, not toward the nearest safe zone. So if you move at this level, then the sixth city is the location where you might meet her. This was all the information we had about her."

Jiang Hao nodded and took out his sword. The disciple flinched, and before he could move, Jiang Hao slashed the sword four times. It was enough to sever every single limb from his body.

"I said that I will let you leave by using a minor teleportation talisman alive, so..."

Jiang Hao went near and took his storage bag. He pulled out a minor teleportation talisman and tore it in a direction that would definitely take this disciple very far away from any city.

He threw the disciple inside along with his storage bag. He didn’t take anything from it, as it could become the cause of the disciple’s death.

Greed is human nature. Even if this disciple encountered someone and asked for help using his sect’s name, they might not help him just to steal his storage bag. Killing him would be easy, and they would definitely do it.

Jiang Hao could have gone through the portal himself, but he refrained. It didn’t matter—even if by a minuscule chance this disciple survived, Jiang Hao’s abilities had already been seen by many. Sooner or later, this news would spread thoroughly. There was nothing to hide by not killing that disciple.

He looked toward the only disciple who was still alive among the original thirty-one—it was the monk, sitting on the ground in a lotus posture.

He walked up to him and said,

"You still haven’t told me about your monastery name. I doubt it’s a secret, so I will eventually come to know of it. So why not just mention it?"

"Sigh... Patron, I can’t do that. You might come to know about it, but it shouldn’t be from me—or I will be labeled a traitor to my monastery."

Jiang Hao looked at him deeply and said,

"Tell me, Monk. If I asked your monastery to kill themselves—all of them—in return for me sparing one of these sects, would they do so? After all, it is the lesser evil, right? Since your value is far less than theirs in the protection of the world, is it not?"