Invincible Kungfu Healer

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The defensive power of the light shroud that enveloped the coffee table was not weak, being able to withstand an intermediate stage ancient martial art practitioner for fifteen minutes. However, it could not block the power of a later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner.

After the light shroud shattered, Mo Wen rolled his sleeve up. The mace immediately flew backward, straight into the hand of Chen Wuhui who was standing to the side.

A low-level spiritual weapon was useless for Mo Wen. But for Intentionless Sect, it was of great significance. Mo Wen had very generously given the spiritual weapon to Chen Wuhui. After all, the more powerful Intentionless Sect, the more beneficial it was for him.

"Many thanks, little friend Mo Wen." Chen Wuhui concealed the spiritual weapon in his sleeve. He respectfully saluted Mo Wen with his fists, a look of gratitude in his eyes.

Maybe a low-level spiritual weapon would not catch Mo Wen's eye, but it was still an extremely valuable item. Even if Chen Wuhui could not personally use it, it could be exchanged for other treasures. Even sects like Five Beasts Sect and Purple Qi Pavilion would not simply give a spiritual weapon to others as Mo Wen had just done

Mo Wen did not say anything. With a flash of his silhouette, he appeared in front of another light shroud. With two direct punches, the light shroud shattered, dissipating into light spots in the air. Once again, a spiritual weapon was exposed. Mo Wen waved his hand, and the spiritual weapon flew towards Chen Wuhui again.

Mo Wen was quickly able to shatter three more light shrouds by using the same method, obtaining three more spiritual weapons for Intentionless Sect.

In the same amount of time, a Purple Qi Pavilion elder had only barely shattered one light shroud. The other ancient martial art practitioners had not even shattered one. The difference between their efficiencies and that of Mo Wen was clearly displayed.

Bu Zhangkun tried again a few more times but finally gave up trying to fly up the stone pillar. He knew that with his ability, he could not possibly reach the top.

He glanced at the scene below him. His raised his eyebrows slightly and coldly snorted. Then, his silhouette dashed down, directly flying at the light shrouds on the ground. The other later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners had already given up and had returned to the ground one by one. They began to shatter the light shrouds and obtain more treasures for their sect.

After all, if they were too fixated on the stone pillars they would be wasting their time on useless things. They would most likely have no luck with the treasures on the stone pillars and would also lose out on many of the treasures on the coffee tables. In the end, they would be left completely empty-handed.

Once a few later stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners joined in, Mo Wen's advantage decreased greatly. However, he had a head start over the others. meaning the Intentionless Sect had still obtained the most treasures among all the sects.

After a while, all the light shrouds had been shattered and the treasures on the ground had all been divided cleanly among the various ancient martial art sects.

"Humph, Intentionless Sect sure has hit the jackpot," the leader of Medical Sect, Jiang Pingzhou, coldly snorted. He looked at Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui with an unfriendly gaze. Mo Wen had ignored the treasures on the stone pillars and focused on the treasures on the ground, obtaining more treasures than Medical Sect. Of the thirty treasures on the coffee tables, at least ten had ended up in Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui's hands.

"What's the matter?" Mo Wen asked plainly. "The dignified leader of the Medical Sect has meat to eat yet still ran over to snatch our soup? And you envy us for drinking more?"

His words were clearly mocking Jiang Pingzhou for overestimating his own strength and attempting to snatch the treasures on top of the pillars. When Jiang Pingzhou had failed, he had become envious and jealous of those who had held back and found treasures elsewhere.

"Indeed, how can such a large sect like Medical Sect have a sect leader that doesn't take care of his status and fails to keep up his appearance?" Chen Wuhui said as he played along with Mo Wen, shaking his head and sighing.

"You all are looking to die!" Jiang Pingzhou had not expected that Mo Wen and Chen Wuhui would actually dare to ridicule him in public. Perhaps Medical Sect was not the strongest sect in the Green Ancient Mystery Dimension, but he was the most experienced ancient martial art practitioner among everyone present here. In terms of cultivation, it was likely that even Bu Zhangkun and Pavilion Leader Ye Rong couldn't be compared to him. Normally, nobody would dare to speak to him in this manner. If he endured this brat's taunts any further, it was likely that he wouldn't be seen as an effective sect leader of Medical Sect anymore.

A terrifying aura exploded from Jiang Pingzhou. His white robes puffed up with the wind as a gale swept past the surroundings. The ancient martial art practitioners around him moved frantically backward, some fumbling in their haste to get out of the way.

A white shadow flashed and Jiang Pingzhou's silhouette appeared in front of Mo Wen. A terrifying Inner Qi came down on Mo Wen. A hand grabbed at his throat at lightning speed. The surrounding space seemed to have been sealed off by Jiang Pingzhou's terrifying Inner Qi. A beginning stage Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioner, would not be able to avoid his claw at all and would simply be at its mercy.

However, Mo Wen merely slightly shook his shoulder and a slight breeze swept passed. The seal of Jiang Pingzhou's coalesced Inner Qi was instantly gone. Mo Wen's silhouette seemed to blend with the breeze. Once the wind had disappeared, his silhouette appeared more than ten meters away. All of this had happened naturally, without a sound nor presence.

Jiang Pingzhou's blow had completely missed its mark.

Pavilion Leader Ye Rong and Bu Zhangkun who were standing nearby suddenly looked at Mo Wen. Their eyes were full of astonishment. Even they had been unable to see through Mo Wen's strategy in evading Jiang Pingzhou's attack and had not been able to see any trace of movement. What sort of physical movement had Mo Wen just used? It was actually so amazing!

The look in Jiang Pingzhou's eyes also changed slightly. He looked at Mo Wen with a serious expression. He knew that Mo Wen was very powerful, hence in his attack just now, he had utilized all of his cultivation advantages. He had hoped that with his rich cultivation, he could suppress Mo Wen. He had not imagined that no matter how high his cultivation was, Mo Wen was like a piece of cotton and it was impossible for the force used by Jiang Pingzhou to affect him.

Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for such a thing to occur. Mo Wen must have practiced some mysterious martial arts teaching in order to be able to do such a thing.

"Old thing, don't blame me for not reminding you. Be aware that if you choose to waste time infighting now, you may well lose your life," Mo Wen said with a cold face.

The reason he had dodged was not that he was afraid of Jiang Pingzhou, but because there were other dangers in the great hall.

"Arrogant!" Jiang Pingzhou was practically going to explode. This youth was truly not your normal kind of arrogant. Mo Wen's words were like pointing to Jiang Pingzhou and saying that he was acting recklessly.

"Lose my life? I want to see how I am going to lose my life!" He was so angry that his body was somewhat shaking. He was prepared to disregard everything and fight Mo Wen to the death, killing this b*stard with his own hands.

But at that moment, something unexpected occurred.

Between the eight large stone pillars, a brilliant light suddenly exploded. The next moment, a white light screen descended from the sky, instantly enveloping the entire great hall.

"It's snowing!" An ancient martial art practitioner subconsciously shouted out.

"So cold!"

"What's going on? It's so cold! My body is frozen stiff."

All the ancient martial art practitioners in the great hall immediately noticed that something was off with the surrounding environment. Snowflakes gradually fluttered down from the sky. A surprising chill filled the great hall. Even Golden Elixir realm ancient martial art practitioners would be frozen in this chill, let alone ordinary people.

In just a short while, a thick layer of snow covered the great hall. Everywhere one's eyes looked, all was covered in a silvery layer.

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

There were walls on all four sides, but a gale suddenly swept up in the great hall. The gale caused the air to turn even colder as if knives were scraping unceasingly on the bodies of the ancient martial art practitioners. It was as though knives were colliding with their bodies, causing them to have to regulate their Inner Qi and form protective layers to withstand the assault of the cold winds.

For a moment, it was as though all the ancient martial art practitioners were standing in a blizzard, and it was not an ordinary blizzard.

Mo Wen narrowed his eyes slightly. A formless flame circulated within his body, slowly dissipating the shocking chill. They had clearly triggered some mysterious power for such a bizarre scene to have occurred in the great hall. It was similar to Intentionless Sect's Snow Storm Stratagem, but the cold effect was equal to ten times that of the Snow Storm Stratagem.

With such a turn of events, Jiang Pingzhou was forced to give up attacking Mo Wen. He looked warily at his surroundings.

"Another stratagem." Pavilion Leader Ye Rong's eyebrows raised slightly as she kept circulating her Inner Qi to dissipate the frightening chill. Even she felt that such as environment was taxing, let alone other ancient martial art practitioners. There was more than to this great hall than they imagined.

Suddenly, Bu Zhangkun turned around. His gaze was fixed on the rosewood coffin in the center of the great hall. Although all the ancient martial art practitioners had seen it, no one had paid heed to it, instead focusing on the treasures in the great hall.

After all, when faced with such treasures, no one would be interested to bother with a person who had died long ago.

Right now, the rosewood coffin was emitting a mesmerizing red, ruby-like glow. In the snow-covered great hall, it was exceptionally bizarre.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the coffin at almost exactly the same time. No one had expected that the coffin would actually act in such a strange manner.

Mo Wen clenched his fists. His eyes were full of caution. With a flick of his wrist, the Green Primordial Mirror appeared in his hand.

"What is that thing?" An ancient martial art practitioner suddenly pointed at the sky. The rosewood coffin shot out a beam of red light, shooting at the ceiling of the great hall. Then, something that resembled a painting scroll fell from the sky.

When the painting scroll was about fifty meters from the ground, it suddenly opened up. Golden beans fell from the sky one by one.

The ancient martial art practitioners witnessed this scene in bewilderment. They did not know what was going on. Why were beans falling from the sky?

However, Mo Wen's expression changed slightly. He furiously waved his sleeve and swept up a gale, sending all the beans falling towards him flying away.

Although Chen Wuhui who was standing beside him did not understand, upon seeing this, he also followed along, furiously sweeping away all of the beans around him.

After a short while, the beans dropped onto the ground one by one.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

Almost at the same time, endless screams began to sound. The sound of metal clashing and of swords and spears clashing together echoed unceasingly.

Unforeseen by the ancient martial art practitioners within, armor-clad soldiers wielding swords and spears had suddenly appeared in the great hall. The soldiers waved the weapons in their hands and mercilessly attacked the ancient martial art practitioners. Many ancient martial art practitioners were caught off-guard, being struck down in an instant.

"As expected of the legendary transforming beans into soldiers. Such a powerful talisman technique." Mo Wen swept a glance across the great hall. He felt his heart shiver. More than a hundred armor-clad soldiers had suddenly appeared. The soldiers were also not ordinary soldiers, but the legendary transforming beans into soldiers.