Chapter 347: The All-Angle Humanoid Weapon of Mass Destruction
Qin Mu looked at the other two. One was a man, the other a woman, both exceptionally elegant. Wang Muran had once said that there were few in Little Jade Capital who were his age. These two had likely grown up with Wang Muran, though they were slightly older than him.
The girl was around seventeen or eighteen, already blossoming into a striking beauty—serene, ethereal. Her attire was green tinged with blue, with blue embroidery at the cuffs and lapels. Her sashes were one green and one white, and on her forehead hung a chain of emerald beads, one end draped across her brow while the other was tied to her hair bun.
She seemed fond of jade-green, as her hair ornaments were also made of emerald.
Whether it was the mountain wind or her own primal energy, her sashes floated behind her, the long green and white ribbons writhing like spirit serpents.
"A bit thin, but not as beautiful as Ling Yuxiu. Yuxiu's chest is much fuller than hers."
Qin Mu shifted his gaze to the other man. This one was more mature than the jade-green girl, and his attire and grooming were less meticulous than hers. He wore a long robe with a jade pendant at his waist, yet he still exuded an air of Daoist immortality.
His eyes were lively, sometimes sparkling like scattered starlight, other times blazing like a fiery sun, emitting rays of light.
"Little Jade Capital is the foremost sacred land under heaven. The techniques they cultivate seem to differ from one another, yet none are inferior to those of the Great Thunderclap Monastery or the Daoist Sect," Qin Mu mused.
"Senior Brother Qin."
When Wang Muran saw him, a glimmer of light shone in his dark, deep eyes. He clearly remembered Qin Mu, but then his expression dimmed. Evidently, Qin Mu reminded him of his master, Sanren Zhen.
Back then, he had come to Yanguo with Sanren Zhen to stop the Yanguo National Preceptor from heading south to suppress a rebellion, and that was when he had met Qin Mu.
Qin Mu, Shen Wanyun, Yue Qinghong, and Yun Que were all around his age, so despite their brief encounter, they had left a deep impression on each other.
Sanren Zhen was killed by the Yanguo National Preceptor. Wang Muran had taken his master's body back to Little Jade Capital, and they had not seen each other since.
"Brother Muran."
Qin Mu greeted him and asked, "And these two senior brothers and sisters are?"
"This is Senior Sister Mu Qingdai, and this is my senior brother, Long Yu."
Wang Muran said, "Senior Sister Mu is a disciple of Sanren Dingqian, and Long Yu is a disciple of Tianyun Shanren."
Qin Mu's heart stirred. Little Jade Capital had many lineages. It was likely that they could produce over a dozen techniques comparable to the Great Thunderclap Monastery's Tathagata Great Vehicle Sutra or the Daoist Sect's Primordial Tai Xuan Technique.
The so-called immortals of Little Jade Capital each mastered one or several techniques. But did Little Jade Capital possess any supreme art that surpassed all these techniques?
If not, even if there were countless top-tier techniques here, a person's energy was limited. No one could cultivate all of them to the pinnacle, unless they were like him—a Dominator Body.
Suddenly, the voice of Qingyou Shanren came through, saying, "Xusheng Hua's skill is extraordinary. Mu Qingdai lost to him in twenty-seven moves, Long Yu in twenty-four, and Wang Muran in twenty-three. But don't think Wang Muran is weak. In fact, among the three, Muran is the strongest. However, when facing Xusheng Hua, the stronger you are, the faster you lose."
Qin Mu was slightly startled. He looked down at the pit, and sure enough, Qingyou Shanren was no longer there.
At that moment, Qingyou Shanren stood off to the side with the Village Chief, looking as if nothing had happened. There were no injuries on him, no dirt or wrinkles on his clothes, as if Qin Mu had never beaten him.
"Old immortal, you are truly remarkable. Your speed is incredible."
Qin Mu praised, "I didn't even see when you got up or when you straightened your clothes."
Qingyou Shanren's face darkened slightly. Qin Mu continued, "Why did Immortal Qingyou say that when facing Xusheng Hua, the stronger you are, the faster you lose?"
Qingyou Shanren glanced at Wang Muran and said, "Muran, you explain."
Wang Muran nodded and said, "Xusheng Hua's technique is strange. It grows stronger when facing a stronger opponent. His divine abilities are also peculiar, belonging to the adaptive type. Many of his abilities seem to be improvised on the spot, created in the moment. The stronger the opponent, the stronger he becomes. The more exquisite the opponent's abilities, the more exquisite his own."
Qin Mu's expression turned serious. "Has he already transcended technique and reached the realm of principle?"
Wang Muran said, "I can't tell. It might be related to his technique, or it might be that he has already entered that realm."
Qin Mu was lost in thought. If such a technique existed, it would indeed be an interesting matter. Techniques that developed creativity were rare. In the past, his incomplete Dominator Body Three-Dan Technique required him to develop and create, and the Woodcutter's transmission of scriptures was also a method to develop creativity.
However, that was because the true Dominator Body Three-Dan Technique was only preserved in the Qin family of Carefree Village. After Qin Mu received the complete technique from his father, Qin Hanzhen, there was no longer any need for that.
If Xusheng Hua's technique could truly develop creativity, it would be a technique on another level altogether.
Against such a person, how many moves would it take for him to decide the outcome?
One move?
Or dozens, or hundreds of moves?
"Indeed a fearsome opponent. No wonder he's called the Pseudo-Dominator Body," Qin Mu murmured.
Qingyou Shanren's face stiffened. He looked at the Village Chief and whispered, "Daoist brother, the Dominator Body is one thing, but where did this Pseudo-Dominator Body come from?"
The Village Chief's face also darkened. He snorted, "Your knowledge is shallow. Don't ask anymore."
Qingyou Shanren snorted and said to Wang Muran and the other two, "Qin Renhuang is both the Heavenly Saint Cult Leader and the Human Sovereign, inheriting two great lineages. His techniques and divine abilities are extremely peculiar, and his dharma power is vast. When fighting him, don't try to match him in dharma power, or you'll be crushed."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. Just now, he had clashed dharma power with Qin Mu and was directly overwhelmed, unable to execute any refined moves.
Wang Muran, Mu Qingdai, and Long Yu quickly listened attentively, committing it to memory.
"His attack methods are varied. His body and footwork are bizarre, and his speed is extremely fast. Don't let him get close, or it will be hard to break free."
Qingyou Shanren continued to instruct the three, saying, "His fist technique is the Great Thunderclap Monastery's Thunderclap Eight Forms, a divine ability at the level of the Shakradeva Realm. Its attack power is extremely high. If you clash fists with him, you'll be suppressed by his dharma power and strength, so be careful. He has also cultivated the Ling family's Nine Dragons Emperor Technique, so his divine abilities are not weak either. Moreover, he incorporates the art of artifact refinement into his combat—you must guard against this!"
What troubled him most was this point. Qin Mu had pulled up the bronze pillar, using it as a spear, his attacks fierce and domineering. He even used his primal energy to melt the bronze pillar, turning it into a sword.
That strike had completely defeated him.
And what Qin Mu used was precisely the method of artifact refinement.
Refining artifacts in the midst of battle, turning artifact refinement into offensive power—he had never encountered such a fighting style in his life!
Mu Qingdai looked troubled and said, "Uncle Master, then how are we supposed to fight?"
Qingyou Shanren was stunned. He suddenly realized this problem too. This young Human Sovereign was so fierce, his dharma power so vast, his body and footwork endlessly changing, his speed fast, his fist technique excellent, his divine abilities strong, and he even integrated artifact refinement into combat—how could they fight?
The three disciples of Little Jade Capital had no chance of winning!
"Defeat him with swordsmanship!" Long Yu said solemnly.
Qingyou Shanren glanced at the "old man stick" beside him. This "old man stick" was beaming, barely holding back his laughter.
"Swordsmanship? Mu'er has already entered the realm of principle," the Village Chief said, holding back his laughter, offering a kindly reminder.
Qingyou Shanren ground his teeth. This was the first time he had felt so troubled. When Xusheng Hua came to Little Jade Capital and asked to see their techniques and divine abilities—essentially challenging Little Jade Capital—Qingyou Shanren hadn't been this troubled.
Qin Mu was clearly a human-shaped combat weapon with full marks in every aspect, capable of crushing and ravaging any challenger of the same cultivation level at his peak!
Moreover, this guy's confidence was at a pathological level. He looked down on everything, believing himself to be a so-called "Dominator Body," arrogantly thinking no one could compare to him.
Such immense confidence combined with such immense strength was indeed a crushing situation.
"I wonder about his endurance?"
Qingyou Shanren's eyelid twitched. "If his endurance is poor, we could wear him down by dragging out the fight..."
But looking at Qin Mu's physique, he was clearly a sturdy young bull. After beating him, he had said it was just to loosen up his muscles and bones, his body brimming with an almost unnatural amount of energy.
"What about his combat experience?"
Qingyou Shanren shook his head again. Qin Mu's combat experience could be considered top-tier among divine ability practitioners. His fighting style was wild, even incorporating artifact refinement into combat—he was clearly a battle maniac!
As a battle maniac, he naturally had rich fighting experience. In contrast, Little Jade Capital lived in seclusion from the world, so their disciples' combat experience was certainly inferior to Qin Mu's.
"And his ability to adapt on the spot? If he lacks adaptability, even with high cultivation and strength, he could still lose... Wait! This brat is so arrogant, yet he hasn't been killed yet. His adaptability must also be top-notch!"
Qingyou Shanren glanced again at the "old man stick" beside him. The old man stick had completely emerged from the shadow of his shattered confidence, wearing a smug smile, clearly ready to watch Little Jade Capital make a fool of itself.
Qingyou Shanren gritted his teeth and said to Wang Muran and the other two, "Adapt as the situation demands!"
The three exchanged glances, inwardly complaining: "Uncle Master said a lot, but it seems like he said nothing at all. Instead, he's put a lot of psychological pressure on us. He might as well have said nothing!"
Long Yu's eyes flickered. He stepped forward and said, "Young Human Sovereign, I wish to duel you with swords."
Qingyou Shanren nearly spat out a mouthful of black blood, grinding his teeth in frustration. Long Yu, this brat, had to pick a duel in swordsmanship of all things!
The "old man stick" beside him had just said that Qin Mu's swordsmanship had reached the level of principle. Reaching the level of principle meant he had begun to create his own sword techniques, and his understanding of the sword had reached the level of a grandmaster or was on the verge of it.
Of course, if his vision was low and his starting point low, the sword techniques he created might be mediocre. But the key point was that Qin Mu's swordsmanship starting point was definitely not low. Not only was it not low, but even Little Jade Capital's swordsmanship might not compare to the foundation of his sword arts!
Now that Long Yu had already spoken, he couldn't stop him.
Qin Mu also looked surprised and said, "Senior Brother Long Yu, I have studied the Dao Sword. How does Little Jade Capital's swordsmanship compare to the Dao Sword?"
Long Yu smiled slightly. "The fourteen chapters of the Dao Sword may not necessarily surpass Little Jade Capital's swordsmanship."
Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief. If it wasn't inferior to the Dao Sword, then dueling him in swordsmanship wouldn't result in him being killed in one move.
"My sword is quite heavy, and I sometimes like to use the weight of my sword pellet to ambush others. But since this is a duel of swordsmanship, I won't use the weight of my sword pellet to ambush you, Senior Brother Long Yu."
Qin Mu kindly reminded him, "Senior Brother, be careful."
Shwish—
A rain of swords filled the sky. Eight thousand swords shot up from the Taotie pouch on his back and stabbed into every corner of this immortal mountain, covering the entire area.
"Please." Qin Mu smiled.