Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 262: Side Effect of the Huang Doudou Fist

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Not far away, Meng Jingzhou almost stumbled when he witnessed what had happened, nearly falling victim to the lion demon’s sharp claws.

“F*ck, Lu Yang, aren’t you getting a bit too fancy with this? You bastard dare to transform into this?!”

When the Everlasting Immortal Fairy had just been resurrected, Meng Jingzhou and Man Gu had seen her appearance.

Further away, Man Gu was flabbergasted. He thought his devout heart had summoned the Everlasting Immortal Fairy, which fueled his ferocity in his combat moves.

“Who has Senior Brother Lu turned into?” Only Tao Yaoye didn’t know about the Everlasting Immortal Fairy. She was perplexed as to why Lu Yang had suddenly changed his gender.

“But she’s so cute.”

The Nine-Infants Jiuying’s expression became grave as it sensed immense danger from Lu Yang, one that could cost it its life.

“This is impossible!” I’m different from those wild mongrels in the jungle. I am a direct descendant of the Jiuying Tribe. My cultivation is at the Apex Advanced Golden Core Stage, the cream of the crop among Golden Core demons. How could I possibly feel threatened by a human at the Advanced Foundation Establishment Stage?

And a lethal threat at that!

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The Lu-Style Animal Form Fist appeared to be a fist technique but was actually a spell that summoned a “god” to possess one’s body.

Lu Yang’s Animal Form Fist mimicked those he was more familiar with, such as the tiger demon he had fought, Meng Jingzhou, and Man Gu. Such transformation methods provided a small boost to Lu Yang’s combat strength.

Another target of Lu Yang’s mimicry was individuals far beyond his cultivation realm, such as Yun Zhi. Once he transformed into Yun Zhi, he could borrow her power and enhance his combat abilities holistically.

A major drawback of the second scenario was its uncontrollability.

Lu Yang had tried transforming into Yun Zhi, but the borrowed power exceeded his capacity and forced him to return to his original form. He speculated that if Yun Zhi lent him less power, he might be able to use it without issue.

But Lu Yang didn’t have the courage to suggest that to her.

Therefore, Lu Yang usually treated the Big Senior Sister Animal Form Fist as the Big Senior Sister Summoning Technique. He was brooding over how he should develop his Animal Form Fist to borrow power from formidable individuals when he suddenly remembered that the most powerful immortal of the ancient era resided in his mental space.

If the Everlasting Immortal Fairy is willing to share a portion of her power, wouldn’t that make me stronger?

In the midst of this crisis, he consulted with the Everlasting Immortal Fairy and immediately performed a set of the Huang Doudou Animal Form Fist.

It really works!

Lu Yang stretched himself, finding himself as light as a feather and as swift as lightning. Every part of his body seemed perfectly constructed, allowing him to unleash his power to the fullest potential. Moreover, after transforming, he felt that the strength he wielded had increased drastically, as if he had shed his mortal body and exchanged his bones, undergoing a complete rebirth.

“Why does it feel like my brain isn’t working as well?”

Lu Yang hesitated for a moment, feeling a change in his thought process, but he didn’t dwell on it. “Forget it, it doesn’t matter as long as I can get stronger.”

He raised his sword with his right hand, the gleaming tip aimed at the Nine-Infants Jiuying. A confident smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Have you decided how you’re going to die?”

“You’re courting death!” The Nine-Infants Jiuying was enraged. It had never been treated with such blatant disregard. Howling toward the sky, its infant-like wails pierced the air like waves crashing over each other.

“You two, attack together!” It ordered the two demon beasts.

They knew how terrifying the Nine-Infants Jiuying was; resistance would only lead to death. Not daring to disobey, they pounced toward Lu Yang.

Lu Yang maintained his composure, his gaze as tranquil as an ancient well.

He took half a step forward and contacted the ground with his toes, slowly tracing an arc. With a twist of his waist and a flick of his right hand, the Qingfeng Sword followed along, outlining an elegant semicircle.

“Slash.”

The heads of the two demon beasts flew five to six meters away, blood spraying forth as they died on the spot.

Slashing Word Mantra—decapitation in one sword strike.

Whoosh! One of the Nine-Infants Jiuying’s snake heads passed through the blood spurting from the demon beasts’ necks, making use of Lu Yang’s blind spot to bite him. The snake's head revealed its dagger-like fangs that dripped with venom. Just one drop could turn an entire small lake into a death zone.

Lu Yang grabbed the venomous fangs with his bare hands, unfazed by the poison.

The snake's head realized something was amiss and desperately twisted its neck to struggle free of Lu Yang’s grasp.

Lu Yang’s soft hands appeared weak and harmless, but in fact, they brimmed with a frightening immense power that an Advanced Foundation Establishment cultivator shouldn’t possess. He gripped the venomous fangs so tightly that the Nine-Infants Jiuying couldn’t break free.

Lu Yang pushed his arms outward, forcibly plucking the two fangs out, causing the snake's head to scream incessantly in pain. Seizing this opportunity, he pressed down on the snake's head and slammed his knee upward, and the snake's head exploded into smithereens.

While Lu Yang was focused on dealing with that one snake head, the other eight snake heads ambushed him from eight different directions. No matter how insane his methods are, he won’t be able to block the attacks from eight angles!

“Arhat Fist.”

Lu Yang struck several punches with a compassionate countenance like a Bodhisattva bemoaning the pitiful state of the world. Sounds of Buddhist scriptures echoed, displaying supreme authority.

The so-called eight-headed attacks posed no threat in the face of the Arhat Fist. Putting its hair loss effect aside, the Arhat Fist was one of the supreme fist techniques of Buddhist Sects.

After taking on the Everlasting Immortal Fairy’s appearance, Lu Yang felt like his comprehension of the Arhat Fist had deepened.

The Nine-Infants Jiuying seemed to have been struck by eight punches simultaneously and flew backward.

“Fire of Infant Transformation!” It tapped into its hidden trump card—the power of its bloodline. Activating its bloodline, it spewed toxic fire from its mouth.

In its wake, grass and trees withered, unable to regrow for a hundred years. The Fire of Infant Transformation contained deadly poison and was second only to true fire. To wield such a flame at the Golden Core Stage was a rare feat.

“Three Flavor True Fire.” Lu Yang fought fire with fire.

The two flames clashed, crackling loudly. In the blink of an eye, the Three Flavor True Fire overwhelmed the Fire of Infant Transformation, devouring it entirely.

“Impossible! That’s impossible!” The Nine-Infants Jiuying roared madly, unable to accept that it had been defeated by a mere human at the Advanced Foundation Establishment Stage. “What kind of demonic sorcery is this?!”

“I’ve already told you, it’s the Huang Doudou Fist.” Seeing the Nine-Infants Jiuying flustered, Lu Yang flashed a smug smile.

Nearby, Meng Jingzhou watched the scene, sensing that something was off. “Why do I feel like Lu Yang is smiling like a dumbo? Am I imagining things?”

Lu Yang’s smile faded as he gathered his entire essence, qi, and consciousness into the Qingfeng Sword, slowly bringing it down in a strike.

“Break!”

The Nine-Infants Jiuying felt as though its body had been nailed to the ground, rendering it paralyzed. It watched helplessly as the Qingfeng Sword approached, the sword’s shadow reflected in the snake’s eyes.

With a swing of the sword, it resembled the setting sun, symbolizing the end of all things. The Nine-Infants Jiuying was split into two. Its Golden Core erupted, poisonous blood spilling across the ground.

Lu Yang was worried about the poisonous blood contaminating the jungle, so he used the Three Flavor True Fire again to sear the Nine-Infants Jiuying’s flesh, turning it into charcoal.

“Smells so good!” Lu Yang sniffed and drooled.

“Wait, no, the jiuying is poisonous! I can’t eat it!” Lu Yang quickly snapped out of it.

“Strange, why did I have such an unreliable thought just now?” That doesn’t feel like my usual thought process. He tried to ponder deeper but found it too troublesome and gave up.

“Aiya, Lu Yang, you’re wasting my body! If you had learned my yangsheng health-maintenance fist technique, you could have killed the jiuying in one punch. Why go through all this trouble?” The Everlasting Immortal Fairy hopped around in his mental space.

“Is that so?” Lu Yang found her logic reasonable, but something still felt wrong.