Versatile Sword Cultivator

Chapter 147 – An ant to shake a tree

Never expected the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect to show up so early.

Everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.

The Grand Elder hadn't even been dealt with, and now the final boss appeared.

How could they fight this?

The Grand Elder was already giving them a hard time. With the Sect Leader joining in, the outcome would be a foregone conclusion.

"What should we do? Should we retreat?" Jiang Luoyu frowned.

Ren Lan didn't argue, as she also felt it was pointless to continue.

On the other side, Dang Jinchuan was even more straightforward, having already slipped away, leaving everyone behind.

Lin Jichen glanced at the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, then at the Grand Elder, whose health was down to a third.

He was unwilling to give up just like that.

"I can handle the Sect Leader alone, but can you guys hold off this green-haired one?"

Lin Jichen asked them, clearly not wanting to give up halfway.

If they ran now and the green-haired one's health regenerated, all their battle merit would be for nothing.

After all, once the enemy's health was fully restored, they'd have to start all over again.

This was something Lin Jichen didn't want to see. Besides, he didn't believe that having more players would solve the problem of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect Leader.

The Sect Leader was at least in the early-Golden Elixir stage, capable of manipulating his spiritual shield at will, and could absorb surrounding spiritual energy to replenish his mana.

In other words, his shield was always up, as long as there was spiritual energy around to feed his mana.

The spiritual shield was specifically designed to counter skills; you had to inflict significant physical damage to break it.

This meant your strength had to surpass the opponent's defense to deal skill plus base damage.

Otherwise, no matter how many skills you threw, it would be useless.

So, the advantage of numbers became less effective as the battle progressed. A true master could hold off an army alone!

Hearing Lin Jichen's determination to fight, Ren Lan and Jiang Luoyu didn't hesitate and changed their minds.

"Alright! Panda Xiong and I should be able to hold off the green-haired one. Let that woman deal the damage. Besides, I still have my ultimate move," Ren Lan said.

Jiang Luoyu also gave Lin Jichen a reassuring look and said, "Go ahead, leave this to us."

Lin Jichen nodded and took off his Mysterious Grade Spring Thunder Belt, handing it to Ren Lan.

"Equip this belt; it has a blood pool skill that will help you."

"No, you should use it yourself. The one you're fighting is much stronger than this green-haired one," Ren Lan refused.

But Lin Jichen insisted, pushing it into her hands. "This belt's defense and health boost are of little use to me. If I can't dodge his skills, I'll die anyway. It's more useful for you. The added health and resilience suit you perfectly."

Hearing this, Ren Lan no longer refused. After equipping the belt, she felt more durable and confident.

"Do your best. If it gets too tough, just run. Survive if you can," Lin Jichen advised the two women before flying into the air.

On the other side, Chu Hongling and her group were also preparing to retreat.

Seeing Lin Jichen fly towards the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, they were stunned, a bold guess forming in their minds.

"He's not planning to solo the Sect Leader, is he?" Chen Yuan said in disbelief.

"Looks like we don't need to leave just yet. Let's hold on and see how his fight goes," Chu Hongling decided, abandoning the retreat and turning back to continue engaging the red-haired Grand Elder.

"But Dang Jinchuan already left," Chen Yuan hesitated.

"If you lack confidence, you can leave too," Chu Hongling said impatiently.

Having just dealt with the opportunistic Dang Jinchuan, she was in a foul mood.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan had no choice but to stay and continue fighting the red-haired Grand Elder.

At the center of the battlefield, Lin Jichen and the Sect Leader of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect were already facing off.

Neither seemed interested in exchanging harsh words; they started fighting immediately!

Lin Jichen's Dark Night Sword slashed at the opponent, a negligible "-20!" appearing.

[Demonic Cultivator: Sect Leader · Li Chang'an]

[Sect: Ten Thousand Poison Sect]

[Cultivation: Early-Golden Elixir]

[Vitality: /]

[Strength: 301]

[Defense: 260]

[Speed: 285]

Good, as long as he could break the defense. Otherwise, he'd have to rely on hitting weak points, which would be ten times harder.

He struck, and Li Chang'an responded with a palm strike!

In his haste to test things out, Lin Jichen didn't react in time. The opponent was too fast, and Lin Jichen took a hit to the shoulder.

The blow almost sent him flying.

"-1440! Poisoned!"

"Poisoned: Lose 100 health per second, lasts 5 seconds."

Damn, as expected of a Golden Elixir opponent.

Lin Jichen looked at the green handprint on his shoulder, his face grim.

A single normal attack had dealt over two thousand damage.

Seven normal attacks would be enough to kill him.

This was going to be tough...

Although he could break the defense, the opponent's stats were far superior. His normal attack dealt 20 damage, while the opponent's dealt 1400, with a poison effect...

Lin Jichen took out an antidote pill and a Vitality Elixir.

The Vitality Elixir was something Nangong Yue had given him, and he still had a few left.

Although the healing effect was halved in combat, without a healer present, any recovery was better than none.

In addition, Lin Jichen took out two more elixirs and popped them into his mouth.

A Power Elixir and a Jade Essence Elixir, each adding 3 points to strength and defense.

Unfortunately, they couldn't stack and only lasted twenty seconds.

But it was better than nothing, helping him deal a bit more damage.

Just as he finished taking the elixirs, Li Chang'an attacked again, seemingly not wanting to give him any respite.

A palm strike enveloped in green mist came crashing down.

This time, Lin Jichen wasn't going to sit idly by. Using Phantom Step, he quickly created distance, followed by a Frost Moon Slash!

With his increased skill proficiency, Frost Moon Slash now dealt 500 damage.

"-520! Slowed! Bleeding!"

"Slowed: Reduces opponent's speed by 30% for 15 seconds."

"Bleeding: Loses 120 health per second, lasts 6 seconds!"

Taking advantage of this, Lin Jichen closed in again, striking swiftly.

During his fight with the green-haired Grand Elder, he had greatly improved his Gale Sword Technique, now seamlessly using it against Li Chang'an.

Slash, stab, thrust, chop!

In just a moment, Lin Jichen had swung his sword four times.

Each strike was swift as the wind, killing with abandon.

There was a sense of ethereal speed, like lightning in the night.

Lin Jichen's control over the sword was becoming more and more proficient.

He gradually realized that being a Sword Cultivator seemed to be his true calling, as he began to resonate with the sword.

But... the damage was too low.

Four strikes dealt only eighty damage, way too low.

For the first time, Lin Jichen felt that his Dark Night Sword was a bit dull~

Li Chang'an, having been struck repeatedly, felt only a tickling sensation, but the insult was strong.

"Kid, it's not easy for an ant to shake a tree. My turn now!"

Li Chang'an sneered, turning into a streak of light, launching another palm strike.

But his speed was no longer as fast as before.

Lin Jichen's movements were agile, dodging Li Chang'an's palm strikes with ease.

Li Chang'an, relentless, pursued him, continuously attacking in mid-air.

Explosive sounds echoed through the air.

Each of Lin Jichen's dodges felt like dancing on a knife's edge, incredibly dangerous.