latelenovela Chapter 98 Rogue Cultivator Su Ruoyun
Chapter 98 Rogue Cultivator Su Ruoyun
Gao Huohuo was completely shocked. Although they were both at the first level of the Golden Core stage, the female cultivator in front of him exuded an unfathomable aura.
She secretly assessed that even if she were to go head-to-head with these three, she had no confidence whatsoever in a one-against-three confrontation.
Her gaze swept back and forth over the female cultivator, becoming increasingly certain that she was definitely not a disciple of a sect.
In the world of cultivation, all major sects have unwritten rules: whenever they go out for training, they must wear clothing that reflects their sect's identity.
It is both an honor and a deterrent.
The Shadowmoon Sect was an exception. They were used to being carefree and dressed however they pleased unless it was a special occasion, without any sense of sect restrictions.
Take this trip for example. The group of five dressed in a variety of styles, creating at least six distinct looks.
The eighth senior brother took the mix-and-match style to the extreme, wearing a Taoist robe on top, Confucian trousers on the bottom, and a pair of Western Region leather boots on his feet, making him as bizarre as possible.
Gao Huohuo was caught up in the whirlpool of thoughts about the clothing issue when he suddenly noticed the shifty-looking guy among the three. Still harboring wicked intentions, he tried to sneak up on the female cultivator while she was off guard.
With a light flick of her wrist, Gao Huohuo sent a seemingly ordinary stone precisely striking the cultivator's wrist.
With a clang, the hidden weapon in his hand fell to the ground.
"Who dares to interfere in Grandpa's affairs? Come out here!"
Enraged, the attacker roared at the top of his lungs.
"Oh ho, your grandson is calling me grandpa now, how dare I, grandpa, refuse? I'll show myself right now!"
Gao Huohuo strode out with a carefree smile on his lips.
His gaze swept casually over the three people opposite him, and his tongue, sharp as a knife, instantly unleashed a barrage of sarcastic remarks:
"Look at the pathetic state you are in! Three grown men bullying a weak woman, aren't you ashamed?"
I wonder which good-for-nothing grandson of mine is so rude and uncouth!
After speaking, she generated power in her palm, and three pebbles, imbued with spiritual energy, shot towards the three people like sharp arrows.
The three reacted quickly, simultaneously swinging their swords to shatter the stones.
However, in an instant, a sudden change occurred.
Before the smug look on the three men's faces had faded, they felt their spiritual energy vanish like mud oxen entering the sea, and their limbs and bones felt as if they were bound by thousands of threads, unable to move.
"What, you're so unhappy to see your grandpa? If you dare glare at me again, believe me, I'll gouge your eyes out and feed them to the dogs!"
Gao Huohuo crossed his arms and looked at him with a mocking expression.
"Witch, take this sword!"
One of them suddenly broke free from the immobilization talisman, roared, and thrust his sword forward.
Gao Huohuo's eyes narrowed suddenly, and his figure flashed like a ghost as he instantly drew a long whip from his waist. The tip of the whip was like a nimble venomous snake, pouncing straight at the man's throat.
"Grandson, it is not the act of a gentleman to bully the weak with numbers!"
The long whip, accompanied by a whooshing sound, lashed heavily across the man's shoulder, tearing his clothes and leaving his skin ripped open.
"Not greeting elders is considered impolite!"
Another whip, lashed down in fury, left the man struggling to defend himself, utterly astonished. The whip seemed to possess sentience.
No matter how his form changed or where he fled, the whip tip always followed him like a shadow, leaving him nowhere to hide or avoid.
Moreover, this newly arrived female cultivator is truly extremely strange!
Looking at her slender figure, it's hard to imagine that she possesses such terrifying strength.
He was filled with astonishment and suspicion, for his attire was a genuine defensive magical artifact.
It has blocked countless attacks for him on a daily basis. Although its rank is not top-tier, it is by no means an ordinary creature.
Ordinary attacks would leave no mark on it, but this time it was so easily destroyed.
It's unbelievable that he could injure his own body without any hindrance!
"Could it be that this female cultivator is hiding her cultivation level?"
The thought flashed through his mind; otherwise, it would have been difficult to explain.
Why is it that with just one whip, I, a cultivator at the sixth level of the Golden Core stage, who is about to enter the late stage of the Golden Core stage, cannot withstand the attack of a cultivator at the first level of the Golden Core stage?
The gap was like an insurmountable chasm, something he simply couldn't understand.
"Could it be that my body is too weak? Have I neglected physical exercise over the years?"
He pondered this to himself, but quickly dismissed the idea.
The next moment, another cultivator beside him, who was skilled in body tempering, had his muscles taut and exuded a powerful aura.
With his superior physique, he broke free from the immobilization charm and charged towards Gao Huohuo with a fierce expression, sword in hand.
Judging from his stance, he was determined to kill her with his sword to save face.
However, reality delivered a harsh slap to everyone's face.
The female cultivator remained calm and composed, and with another flick of her whip, the tip of the whip struck the body-tempering cultivator precisely.
A tearing sound rang out, and the cultivator's clothes instantly turned into strips of cloth that flew everywhere.
His exposed skin was also torn and bleeding profusely, and he fell to the ground in a sorry state.
The two exchanged a glance, both seeing a look of seriousness in each other's eyes.
They initially thought it was just a coincidence. It was one thing that the female cultivator was a bit difficult to deal with before, but they never expected that another powerful helper would appear in the blink of an eye.
Who exactly are these two people?
"Could it be that we've offended the Liuli Sect, a first-class sect?" one of them muttered under his breath.
Speaking of the Glazed Tile Sect, it has a very prestigious reputation in the cultivation world.
The sect is entirely composed of female cultivators. Although their numbers are not large, each one is an elite and possesses terrifying strength.
Legend has it that when female cultivators travel, they are always adorned with top-grade spiritual artifacts and countless magical treasures.
Look at the whip in the female cultivator's hand. It exudes an eerie light and is made of neither gold nor wood. There are faint runes flowing within it, making it clearly no ordinary item.
It seems that only sects with profound foundations like the Glazed Tile School possess such treasures; otherwise, it would be impossible to break through their defenses so easily.
"Are you two disciples of the Glazed Tile School?" After hesitating for a long time, the man finally mustered up the courage to ask.
Her voice carried a mixture of apprehension and expectation. She hoped they weren't guilty, yet she feared that if they truly offended the Glazed Tile School, their future would be anything but peaceful.
Gao Huohuo frowned slightly and carefully searched through the original owner's messy memories, quickly finding a few words about the Glazed Tile Sect.
This sect is indeed as rumored, dominated by female cultivators, with immense power, and ordinary people simply cannot afford to offend it.
"So what if it is? So what if it isn't? Do you take someone's background into account when you're robbing them?"
Gao Huohuo's eyebrows furrowed, her beautiful eyes filled with rage, and her cold voice echoed throughout the surroundings.
The three people opposite each had their own thoughts, and upon hearing this question, they all smiled bitterly to themselves.
That's a perfectly valid question. In the cultivation world, it's a dog-eat-dog world, and background and identity are of paramount importance.
Disciples of major sects or scions of long-established families may possess magical treasures of extraordinary origin.
The forces behind them are deeply entrenched. If you rob them, trouble will come one after another like a tidal wave, and you might even bring about your own death.
But independent cultivators and disciples of minor, insignificant sects are different; they have no power or influence.
Even if you manage to steal something, you can just hide for a few years, and once the heat dies down, everything will be fine.
At first glance, the woman seemed like an ordinary rogue cultivator, but the three of them inadvertently noticed that her storage bag was bulging and gleaming with the light of treasures.
Driven by greed, he made up his mind to rob the place.
Unexpectedly, a maverick appeared out of nowhere and messed things up completely.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist. I am a rogue cultivator, Su Ruoyun."
These three only tried to steal my spiritual weapon because they saw I was a rogue cultivator with no background or connections.