The Transmigrator’s Cultivation-Chapter 193 - Arc 12: Ruyi Xianzhuang | : Result

Translator: Lynn

Yun Lie’s sword technique was awe-inspiring, transforming into a streak of white light as he swiftly approached the sacred tree. His determination was steadfast, unmoved by the chaos around him as various cultivators engaged in their struggles. He was focused on a singular purpose. Thus, he was the first to reach the base of the tree. With a swift movement of his right arm, he propelled his sword intent into the tree.

Though the sword intent itself was invisible, Yun Lie’s tremendous effort brought about a phantom image in the air—a translucent colossal sword that pierced straight into the crown of the tree!

“Boom—”

The enormous sword’s influence reverberated in all directions, causing the branches on the treetop to tremble violently.

Suddenly, countless seeds rustled down, like torrential rain, continuously “splashing.” There were hundreds, if not thousands, of seeds.

Yun Lie swiftly extended his hand to catch them. The sleeves of his robe exerted a strong pull, effortlessly gathering the seeds before they touched the ground and swiftly tucking them away.

Guided by Yun Lie’s control, the sword intent boldly traversed through the canopy of the tree, producing a thousand sword auras. Everywhere it went, more sacred tree seeds fell, and Yun Lie wasted no time in collecting them.

This entire process transpired in less than a single breath. There were many formidable cultivators behind him, but they were half a step behind Yun Lie. This slight delay granted Yun Lie an overwhelming advantage!

Those who arrived later only had the opportunity to witness the black god tree seeds being swiftly gathered by the white-clothed sword cultivator, resembling a gathering of black clouds. Their awe and admiration were palpable.

Truly deserving of being ranked fifth in the Tianlong list, already surging ahead of everyone else!

As many cultivators arrived at the Immortal Sacred Tree in the blink of an eye, a considerable number were left trailing, unable to compete at all.

Now that they were here, their priority was not to challenge each other but to collect as many Immortal Sacred Tree seeds as possible before addressing anything else.

One cultivator utilized their wind-filled palm to swiftly knock down a batch of Immortal Sacred Tree seeds, deftly collecting them in their storage ring. Another cultivator released a colorful silk that shot directly into a branch, vibrating continuously. The Immortal Sacred Tree seeds were dislodged, falling onto the silk, which they then reeled in.

Moreover, there were cultivators wielding sledgehammers, skillfully striking thick branches and dislodging numerous god tree seeds, which were promptly stored in their storage bag.

Some cultivators clapped their hands, generating a powerful gust that sent Immortal Sacred Tree seeds raining down, which they gathered. Others employed sky-lifting claws, wind manipulation, and an array of spells and supernatural abilities to coax the sacred tree’s seeds down.

The Immortal Sacred Tree, thousands of years old, possessed an incredibly tough exterior. Even magical weapons barely made a dent. However, due to the seeds being ripe, a slight jolt was sufficient to dislodge them.

Observing his brother taking the lead and harvesting a plethora of seeds before many cultivators caught up, Xu Ziqing felt a surge of excitement. It was regrettable that the other cultivators were no slouches, and they were hot on Yun Lie’s trail, causing Xu Ziqing to grow nervous once again.

Yet, when these cultivators closed in, Yun Lie had already accumulated a substantial number of divine tree seeds outside the tree’s canopy.

He chose not to linger amidst the throng, instead swiftly maneuvering deep into the canopy of the sacred tree.

Witnessing this, Xu Ziqing’s eyes lit up.

His brother was exceptionally decisive!

He observed that flickering white figure darting within the depths of the tree crown, propelling a fierce gust of sword wind. Each harvest led to countless Immortal Sacred Tree seeds falling into his possession, and his sword intent was as steadfast as a mountain. Anything destroyed cascaded down one after another. Yun Lie’s movements were lightning-fast. With a mere flick of his fingers, the sword light surged, and his body moved like the wind.

As the saying goes, people tend to follow the crowd. If Yun Lie wanted it, others would do the same after witnessing it.

Consequently, witnessing Yun Lie’s success spurred all the cultivators to rush into the canopy of the tree one after another, desiring to seize some more Immortal Sacred Tree seeds for themselves.

However, it was regrettable that even though they followed Yun Lie, it was hard to spot any oversight on his part, and they couldn’t obtain a few god tree seeds. At one point, someone exclaimed anxiously, “Damn it, they’re gone here!”

Another person shouted, “That Yun Daoist is too dominant, not leaving a single seed!”

Realizing the situation wasn’t in their favor, some later arrivals hastily shifted their focus and rushed in different directions, asserting, “We’ve all come here to compete for the seeds. Who will show mercy? Let’s change locations!”

There was a smarter Golden Core Daoist who had also followed Yun Lie, sneaking into the tree canopy. However, knowing Yun Lie’s superior cultivation from the start, they didn’t stay with him. In the end, they managed to gather a lot of Immortal Sacred Tree seeds in other places.

Gradually, the number of Immortal Sacred Tree seeds atop the tree crown diminished, making it very challenging for many cultivators to locate a substantial amount.

Yet, there were only eighteen Immortal Fruits. If it wasn’t the last moment, who would be willing to give up?

This led to some cultivators engaging in skirmishes. A towering nine-foot man swung a large knife at a young man in Chinese clothes. The knife, as lengthy as ten feet, was extremely fierce. However, the young man in Chinese attire unleashed a forceful punch, shattering the blade. He then advanced, seizing the storage bag from the big man’s waist.

Yet, someone sneaked up from behind. Before the young man in fine clothes could secure the storage bag, a strong gust came from behind. He managed to evade it, but unexpectedly, a sword light aimed for his wrist. To prevent his wrist from being severed, the young man in fine clothes had no choice but to let go. Unfortunately, the storage bag was swept away by a long whip, and another individual secretly lurked nearby to benefit from the situation.

In this melee, many cultivators’ storage rings, storage bags, and even storage bracelets, belts, and other magical storage items became the target of others. If they weren’t careful, they would fall into the hands of opportunistic adversaries.

Despite this, many cultivators were unwilling to stop. It took just a moment to collect the god tree seeds. If they didn’t give their all, they would be embarrassed to fall behind!

Xu Ziqing’s eyes remained fixed on Yun Lie. He clearly observed that among the numerous cultivators, his senior brother was the most at ease, likely amassing the most seeds.

It wasn’t that there weren’t cultivators trying to gain an advantage from Yun Lie. However, before they could get close, the sword energy detected their intentions, swiftly intervening and disrupting their attempts at a sneak attack. If they engaged in a direct confrontation, not one of the many Golden Core Daoists below the Nascent Soul stage could surpass this “fifth dragon list” expert!

Suddenly, a bell chimed, resonant and distant, seemingly never-ending.

Upon the whirling sacred tree, the cloud-like crown withered abruptly. Many leaves turned dark gray and earthy yellow in an instant, visibly transforming into ashes carried away by the wind.

In no time, all the leaves on the sacred tree desiccated and disappeared, leaving only the bare trunk and branches, persistently extending in all directions.

The female cultivator ascended and declared solemnly, “The time has arrived. Please step forward one by one to display the Immortal Sacred Tree seeds, allowing the owner to make a decision.” Upon hearing this, numerous cultivators hastily knelt down, meticulously tallying the magical treasures they had stored. They checked with their spiritual sense to ascertain the number of god tree seeds they had acquired.

Yun Lie noticed the moment the tree withered and promptly stepped out, standing by Xu Ziqing’s side.

In the recent skirmish, many cultivators were left a bit disheveled due to the group battle. However, Yun Lie remained pristine, but the exertion was evident, and the lingering aura of battle still clung to him.

Xu Ziqing was well accustomed to this sort of aura, so he asked with a smile, “How did the battle turn out, brother?”

Yun Lie reached into his sleeve and retrieved a black ring, a mid-grade storage ring capable of holding several mountains, indicating its substantial capacity.

Taking the storage ring from Yun Lie, Xu Ziqing noticed it wasn’t owner-restricted—anyone could use it. He probed with his spiritual sense and scanned the contents, gasping in astonishment.

It was densely packed…

Before he could say anything, the female cultivator began the count. She methodically went through the many stored magical items, reporting the numbers one by one.

“Liu Chengjing of the Shengyun Sect obtained 1,200 Immortal Sacred Tree seeds—”

“The World Honored One dispatched Deng Hetong, who secured 113 Immortal Sacred Tree seeds—”

“Shenfengguan Wuxuzi gathered 220 Immortal Sacred Tree seeds—”

“Wushu Sect…”

After reporting these numbers, discussions rippled through the crowd.

Many female cultivators from Ruyi Xianzhuang had already gathered there. The formidable Twelve Ruyi Envoys sat on the stone platform, their robes billowing like fairies in the wind.

The preceding skirmish had not escaped their notice, and now the number of Immortal Sacred Tree seeds acquired by many cultivators reached their ears.

Among them, a woman in purple attire sneered among the attendants, “Is this all you have, just a few grains?”

The woman in a yellow shirt beside her shook her head, saying, “The more formidable ones are yet to present themselves; these are merely the frontliners. How capable could they be!”

On the other side, a red-clad girl giggled mischievously, winking playfully, “My dear sister, this man doesn’t need much prowess; he can’t handle it.”

The woman in purple raised her brows, “If you have nothing meaningful to say, then be silent and don’t disturb my sister’s peace!”

Another beautiful woman in a colorful gown spoke softly, “If you have nothing to say, then don’t. Look, someone formidable is coming.” As expected, the woman in the Chinese dress could instantly recite many more numbers.

“Ou Mubai from the Wuling Immortal Sect, obtained 11,000 divine tree seeds—”

“Cheng Zifeng from the Wuling Immortal Sect, obtained 7,025 divine tree seeds—”

“Shen You of Xiaoshui Immortal Sect, obtained six thousand three hundred divine tree seeds—”

“Wuling Immortal Sect…”

The smaller sects, who had harbored some hope initially, heard the numbers of Immortal Sacred Tree seeds their cultivators acquired were vastly different from those of the major sects. They resigned themselves to the reality with a wry smile.

“After all, those sects will always benefit. They’re practically scrambling for the spoils.”

“How can we compare with those giants! Immortal Sacred Tree seeds are quite good, though!”

Gradually, the female cultivator read out more than half the numbers, but all the wishful envoys on the stone platform wore frowns.

Among them, the beautiful woman in the green skirt exclaimed in surprise, “This is peculiar; there were 108,000 Immortal Sacred Tree seeds. Now, after counting, the total is less than half. What could be the reason?”

The woman in the yellow shirt sighed softly, “Someone must have taken the lion’s share.” Saying this, she gazed into the crowd below with her captivating eyes.

The black-robed woman, whose aura was as profound as the sea, finally spoke, “It must be him.”

The Ruyi Ccultivators, accustomed to hearing the elder sister’s praises, were all curious, “Who is it?”

Then they heard the female cultivator recite a number.

“Wuling Immortal Sect’s Yun Lie acquired 54,000 Immortal Sacred Tree seeds!”

Suddenly, a hush fell over everyone in astonishment.

After a while, the beauty in the green skirt murmured, “He obtained half of them on his own…”

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