My Immortal Cultivation Game Life

Lu Yi smiled, "Elder, you're too kind. The Heavenly Dragon Saint Son and I don't have any life-or-death grudge."

The old man nodded slightly, "Young friend, you possess exceptional talent and embody the stature of a Sword Immortal; in the future, you should engage in more exchanges with Ao Tian."

Ao Tian?

What a great name, it screams 'main character of an exhilarating novel.'"

Lu Yi nodded with a smile, "Sure, I'll take the opportunity to spar with the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son more often." Your next journey awaits at My Virtual Library Empire

It would be best to spar dozens of times every day; by then, he would have enough True Dragon Essence Blood to enhance the strength of his physical body.

The Heavenly Dragon Saint Son was spitting out blood in great heaves, glaring at Lu Yi with an unyielding gaze, "Lu Yi! Next time, I will definitely win!"

Lu Yi nodded and smiled cheerfully, "Let's have another match next time."

The elder spoke no more and left with the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son.

Lu Yi also returned to the Divine Sword Sect's residence.

Jian Ruyu, Wang Qifeng, and the other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect looked at Lu Yi with expressions of bizarre amazement; they were both shocked and incredulous.

Jian Ruyu ran over to Lu Yi, exclaiming repeatedly and patting Lu Yi on the shoulder, "Junior brother, you're too incredible, aren't you? That Heavenly Dragon Saint Son has been oppressing the younger generation of our Eastern Domain, leaving us gasping for air, yet you defeated him so easily!"

Wang Qifeng's expression was complex as he sighed, "Brother Lu is blessed with unparalleled talent; we cannot compare."

He had been defeated by the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son within ten moves before. Now, seeing how easily Lu Yi defeated him, one can only imagine the gap between them.

The other disciples of the Divine Sword Sect also began talking; Lu Yi's strength was too formidable, even for these disciples of the Immortal Sect, the shock was immense.

Lu Yi chuckled, "That Heavenly Dragon Saint Son is extraordinarily strong; it wasn't easy for me either. I had to use nearly all my strength."

Truth be told, that final move from the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son had indeed surprised Lu Yi a bit.

The spear in his hand was probably no ordinary cultivation treasure; it likely belonged to the same level as his senior sister's Cold Glass Sword, both High Grade Treasures.

Originally, Lu Yi intended to conserve some strength, but unexpectedly, the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son managed to withstand so much of his sword intent.

This was somewhat beyond Lu Yi's expectations.

Ding Qing also came over, looking at Lu Yi with admiration, "Your Sword Tao Realm has improved since the Sword Tao Conference; you are probably close to twenty percent now, right? The Heavenly Dragon Saint Son even used a replica of the Heavenly Dragon Spear, a Sect Guardian Immortal Artifact from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Land, yet he couldn't withstand a single strike from you."

Lu Yi nodded with a smile, "It's about twenty percent now."

Ding Qing sighed deeply, "Indeed, heroes emerge from the young. I have been practicing the Sword Dao for over ten thousand years, and yet now I am not much stronger than you, this young fellow."

Upon hearing this, Jian Ruyu and the others were astounded beyond belief, looking at Lu Yi.

Although they knew that Lu Yi's Sword Dao cultivation was strong, the gap between them was too great, and they didn't have a clear understanding of it.

But now, even their Elder, a Great Mahayana cultivator and a formidable sword cultivator, said his Sword Dao cultivation was not much stronger than Lu Yi's?

One had cultivated for ten thousand years, the other less than a hundred; one was a Great Mahayana cultivator, the other just broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

The fact that their Sword Dao Realms were so close shocked the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect.

It was as if Lu Yi already belonged to a category beyond the younger generation.

Lu Yi and the others chatted for a while and afterward, each went back to rest.

After all, the ruins had not yet opened, the major forces were still discussing matters, and it wasn't the time to enter the ruins.

That day, the earth-shattering battle between Lu Yi and the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son spread at an incredible speed.

The Heavenly Dragon Saint Son had cultivated the Heavenly Dragon Second Transformation while in the Nascent Soul Realm and even used a replica of the Sect Guardian Immortal Artifact, the Heavenly Dragon Spear, from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Land, but still lost under Lu Yi's sword.

It can even be said that it was a miserable defeat. Lu Yi had seriously wounded the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son with a single strike without even using a cultivation treasure.

And the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son had used a replica of the Heavenly Dragon Spear that was also of High Grade Treasure quality.

The gap between the two was very apparent.

If the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son could be considered the pinnacle figure of the younger generation in the Eastern Domain, then Lu Yi could be deemed to stand in a league of his own among his peers in the Eastern Domain.

In no time, the name Lu Yi spread throughout the Eastern Domain, with nearly every cultivator discussing this sensational battle of the younger generation.

Keep in mind; their attacks even shattered the void. Such destructive power is exceedingly rare even among Divinity Transformation cultivators.

Lu Yi's fame even began to spread to other domains.

Throughout this, Lu Yi himself was unconcerned; upon returning to his room, he happily collected his reward.

A full five drops of True Dragon Essence Blood!

This was the Essence Blood of an Immortal Beast; even Tribulation Crossing Great Powers would be envious if it were put on the market.

Lu Yi didn't use it immediately, as there were too many powerful individuals here, and he worried that using it would create too noticeable a disturbance and attract attention.

Besides, the ruins were about to open.

Lu Yi could not enter seclusion now, lest he miss the opening of the ruins.

Early the next day, as soon as Lu Yi left his residence, he heard that Feng Buming and some genius disciples of the Emperor Sword Sect had come to invite him to a feast. Feng Buming greeted Lu Yi, having already booked a lavish banquet at the Immortal Pavilion.

As everyone toasted and the atmosphere warmed, Feng Buming raised his glass to Lu Yi, "Brother Lu has peerless talent and astonishing combat prowess. Your battle yesterday was truly gratifying to witness!"

The genius sword cultivator Lin Yu from the Emperor Sword Sect also laughed heartily and admired, "Exactly, Brother Lu is too formidable! That Heavenly Dragon Saint Son was incredibly arrogant! He came to our Emperor Sword Sect two years ago and caused quite a stir. It's about time he got what he deserved!"

Back then, the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son had defeated many talents of the Emperor Sword Sect, and Lin Yu was suppressed by a single strike, nearly losing his Sword Heart, naturally harboring resentment towards the Heavenly Dragon Saint Son.

Feng Buming lamented, "The Heavenly Dragon Saint Son does indeed possess astonishing strength. I was defeated by his eight punches, and the memory is still vivid."

Feng Buming still felt a rib aching faintly, a remnant injury from that time.

Wang Qifeng clinked glasses with Feng Buming, laughing, "I'm a bit better; I lasted ten punches."

Feng Buming's expression stiffened, and he said speechlessly, "If I had fought desperately, I would also have survived ten punches! It's the pot calling the kettle black."

Seeing the two quarrel, Lu Yi smiled helplessly and asked, "By the way, what's the situation with the ruins now? When will they open?"

Having just arrived, Lu Yi hadn't gone to see the location of the ruins and was very curious about when he could enter.

After all, this was related to the future Cultivation Methods he could acquire.