Chapter 9: Crazy Madman, Mysterious Space
Li Tianyi stood there with a stern face.
One second, two seconds.
At ten seconds, Ju Douluo's gentle, joyful expression hardened, and he secretly nudged Li Tianyi from behind.
Li Tianyi still didn't move.
"Disciple, do Master a favor and reveal your peerless twin weapon spirits!" Li
Tianyi still didn't move.
"Disciple, release your spirits!" Ju Douluo's tone was already tinged with anger.
A clamor of discussion began to rise from the hall.
Ju Douluo, feeling embarrassed, swung Li Tianyi's arm and forcibly poured his soul power into him.
"Ah!" Li Tianyi screamed in pain, the power Ju Douluo was pouring into him too overwhelming.
He had just been thinking about how to avoid embarrassment for Ju Douluo, but he hadn't expected Ju Douluo to go so far as to forcefully activate his spirit to manifest.
Seeing Li Tianyi's pained expression, Jian Douluo maintained a calm expression, his hand slightly raised from beneath him.
A hand suddenly grasped him. Sect Master Ning gave him a look and shook his head.
"Huh?" Ju Douluo gasped in surprise, realizing that the soul power he had poured into Li Tianyi had vanished like a stone sinking into the ocean.
But seeing that Li Tianyi still hadn't released his martial spirit, a stern look crossed his face, and he increased the soul power output in his hand.
"Roar!" Li Tianyi felt waves of tearing pain ripple through his body, as if his body, tempered for years, was now as fragile as paper, threatened to rupture at any moment by this feminine and vast force.
Ignoring the pain in Li Tianyi's eyes, Ju Douluo seemed to hear the countless voices and pointing fingers around him. His eyes instantly turned bloodshot, and he muttered frantically, "No one can embarrass me!"
"Boom!"
As if reaching a critical point, something within Li Tianyi's body suddenly detonated.
"Puff!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, splattering the ground.
Jian Douluo's indifferent eyes suddenly sharpened. He tore free of Ning Fengzhi's grasp and raised one hand.
"Enough!" Pope Bibi Dong, who had been silent on the stage for a long time, observing the audience with a cold gaze, suddenly shouted.
"Yue Guan, didn't you hear me?" Bibi Dong emanated an imperial majesty, crushing down directly.
Red-eyed and mad, Yue Guan suddenly regained consciousness and released the semi-conscious Li Tianyi with a sullen look. There was regret in her eyes, but not a trace of sympathy.
Bibi Dong glared down with her phoenix eyes, scanning the crowd with authority. Then, she said coldly, "Excuse me, Sect Master Ning, but could you please help me?"
Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and smiled gently, "It's a small matter, no problem."
"The Seven Treasures transform into Glaze."
A brilliant rainbow of colors emanated from him, the light converging in his palm, ultimately forming a seven-colored glaze pagoda over a foot tall.
Looking at the pale, semi-conscious Li Tianyi, Ning Fengzhi's spirit rings lit up beneath his feet.
"The Seven Treasures have names, the third is: Soul Power."
"The Seven Treasures have names, the sixth is: Attributes."
The colors of the two spirit rings followed Ning Fengzhi's finger and pointed towards Li Tianyi.
In the darkness, Li Tianyi was lost.
What was going on?
Haha, now I remember. I've met a lunatic who only cares about face, not a disciple.
I had actually forgotten that an orphan like Ju Douluo, who had suffered the pain of losing his sister and various mental traumas since childhood, was already mentally unstable. I was so ashamed that I was still trying to convince myself to accept him.
"Kid, wake up!" an old voice called from the side.
Li Tianyi whipped his head around to look into the darkness beyond and shouted, "Who, who is speaking?"
"Oh, who am I? Tell me my name, and you'll scare me."
Li Tianyi ignored him and searched for a way out in the darkness.
"I am the number one artifact in China!"
Li Tianyi looked up at the darkness and asked in surprise, "The number one artifact in China?"
"Then you are the Pangu Axe of Creation?"
"No."
"Then you are the Donghuang Zhentian Bell?"
"No."
"The Kongtong Immortal Seal?"
"No." The voice seemed to be starting to feel a little awkward.
"Tsk, none of those? Then how can you be the number one artifact in ancient times?"
The voice in the darkness said angrily, "That was a slip of the tongue. I am the number one divine sword in China!"
"Oh? Xuanyuan Xia Yu Sword?"
"No!"
"The innate treasure Qingping Sword?"
The voice instantly shouted in anger, "What kind of crap is that? You're not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
Li Tianyi stopped searching for a way out. Suspicions began to form in his mind, and his expression instantly turned cold.
"You're the one who brought me to this hellish place? Are you that shadowy silhouette? You'll have to pay for my twin martial spirits!"
"Ahem," the voice in the darkness said, its voice lowering slightly as if it knew it was in the wrong. "If I hadn't saved you, you'd have been blown apart by that lunatic outside."
Li Tianyi took two steps forward, trying to locate the source of the voice in the darkness.
"Kid, don't waste your energy. This is my dimension. You can't find me."
"Stop talking nonsense and let me out first," Li Tianyi said coldly. He didn't know what was going on outside, and he felt a little worried.
"Kid, I can let you out, but I have a few things to tell you."
"Speak quickly!"
"First, you need to quickly find energy to absorb. This will accelerate the transformation of the artifact from virtual to real."
"So you're not a divine artifact?" Li Tianyi said with a strange look on his face.
"Um, okay, I admit it. I'm just a messenger."
"Then?"
As if sensing something, the voice in the darkness suddenly became urgent. "Time is running out. The Sword Spirit Master asked me to tell you that before it revives, it can attack you once, provided you can call out its true name."
Li Tianyi curled his lips in disdain and said, "What's the point of attacking once? Can it make up for my lost spirit?"
The voice in the darkness shouted urgently, "Don't underestimate it."
"Whoosh!"
Before the other party could finish his words, Li Tianyi's consciousness was suddenly pulled back to his body by an inexplicable force.
He opened his eyes and saw Ning Fengzhi treating him, and also saw Ju Douluo with a grim expression.
Ju Douluo saw that he had awakened, and with great disrespect, he pushed Ning Fengzhi away and grabbed Li Tianyi's collar.
Sword Douluo frowned and took a step forward. Ning Fengzhi, his face as calm as a spring breeze, raised his shoulder to stop him.
"Boy, this Douluo treats you well, do you really want to embarrass me today?"
Li Tianyi saw the cruelty and madness hidden in the whites of the other's eyes, completely disappointed with this psychopath. The corners of his mouth curled coldly, and he said, "Are you sure you want me to release you now?"
The anger in Ju Douluo's eyes faded, and he patted his shoulder, saying with satisfaction, "Wouldn't it have been better if you did this earlier? That's what a good disciple of mine would be!"
Li Tianyi endured the excruciating pain and glanced coldly around at the various figures in the hall, their expressions varying.
He saw the majestic female pope and the ordinary old man from before, but he didn't look at Jian Douluo, for he himself felt extremely mocked.
He refused to pay homage to a good teacher, and in the end, he was taken in by a madman. And this Ju Douluo probably only saw his talent and used it as a suitable tool for showing off.
The Spirit Hall tolerated his behavior so much, didn't it just think that a level 95 Super Douluo was above all else?
Haha, what a Spirit Hall, what a place where strength is everything.
It's probably places like this that transformed the innocent Bibi Dong into the all-hating Rakshasa God of her later years.
If you want to slap yourself in the face, don't blame me. Li Tianyi turned to look at Ju Douluo with a sneer on his face. He extended his right hand and summoned his current martial spirit.
A dim light emanated from Li Tianyi's right hand, and a flake-like object, neither gold nor jade, slowly emerged...
(End of Chapter)