Chapter 347: No Blind Spots Humanoid Weapon

Qin Mu looked at the other two people, a man and a woman, both remarkably graceful. Wang Muran had once said that there were few people his age in Little Jade Capital, so these two must have grown up with him, though they were slightly older than Wang Muran.

The girl, seventeen or eighteen years old, was already strikingly beautiful, serene, and ethereal. She wore green-blue clothes with blue embroidery along the cuffs and lapels. Her sashes were one green and one white, and a chain of jade beads adorned her forehead, with one end hanging down and the other tied to her hair bun.

She seemed to have a preference for jade, as her hair ornaments were also made of it.

Whether from the mountain wind or her own vital qi, her long green and white sashes fluttered behind her, coiling and moving like spiritual snakes.

"A bit thin," Qin Mu thought, "but not as pretty as Ling Yuxiu. Yuxiu's chest is much fuller than hers."

Qin Mu shifted his gaze to the man. He appeared more mature than the jade-adorned girl, and his clothes and grooming were less elaborate. Dressed in a long robe with a jade pendant at his waist, he exuded an aura of immortal refinement.

His eyes were remarkably lively, at times twinkling like stars, and at other times blazing like a fiery sun, emitting light.

"Little Jade Capital is the foremost sacred ground in the world," Qin Mu mused. "Their cultivation techniques seem varied, and each is no less profound than those of Great Thunderclap Temple or the Dao Sect."

"Senior Brother Qin."

Seeing him, Wang Muran's dark eyes lit up with a spark of recognition, then immediately clouded over. Clearly, Qin Mu reminded him of his master, True Person Zhen.

He and True Person Zhen had come to Eternal Peace Kingdom to obstruct the Imperial Preceptor from suppressing the rebellion in the south, and it was then that he met Qin Mu.

Qin Mu, Shen Wanyun, Yue Qinghong, Yun Que, and others were all roughly his age. Though their encounter was brief, they left a deep impression on each other.

True Person Zhen was killed by the Imperial Preceptor, and Wang Muran returned to Little Jade Capital with his master's body. They had not seen each other since.

"Brother Muran."

Qin Mu greeted him, asking, "Who are these two senior siblings?"

Wang Muran replied, "This is Senior Sister Mu Qingdai, and this is my senior brother, Long Yu."

Wang Muran continued, "Senior Sister Mu is a disciple of True Person Ding Xi, and Long Yu is a disciple of Heavenly Cloud Mountain Man."

Qin Mu’s heart stirred slightly. Little Jade Capital possessed numerous legacies; it was likely they had over a dozen cultivation methods comparable to the Great Thunderclap Temple's Mahayana Sutra of Tathagata or the Dao Sect's Innate Grand Profound Art.

The so-called immortals of Little Jade Capital each mastered one or several cultivation methods, but Qin Mu wondered if there were any ultimate techniques in Little Jade Capital that surpassed these.

If not, then even with many top-tier cultivation methods, a person's energy was limited, making it impossible to cultivate all of them to their peak. After all, not everyone was a Hegemon Body like himself.

Suddenly, the voice of Tranquil Mountain Man came through: "Xushenghua's abilities are extraordinary. Mu Qingdai lost to him in twenty-seven moves, Long Yu in twenty-four, and Wang Muran in twenty-three. However, don't assume Wang Muran is weak; among the three of them, Muran is actually the strongest. But when sparring with Xushenghua, the stronger you are, the faster you lose."

Qin Mu was slightly taken aback. He looked down and saw that Tranquil Mountain Man was indeed no longer at the bottom of the pit.

Tranquil Mountain Man now stood beside the village chief as if nothing had happened, without a single scratch on his body or any dirt or wrinkles on his clothes, as if Qin Mu hadn't just beaten him.

"The old immortal is truly extraordinary; his speed is incredible," Qin Mu praised.

Qin Mu continued, "I didn't even see when you got up or when you tidied your clothes."

Tranquil Mountain Man's face turned slightly green. Qin Mu then asked, "Why did you say that when sparring with Xushenghua, the stronger one is, the faster one loses?"

Tranquil Mountain Man looked at Wang Muran and said, "Muran, you explain."

Wang Muran assented and explained, "Xushenghua's cultivation technique is peculiar; it grows stronger when facing a stronger opponent. His divine arts are also very strange, adapting to situations. Many of his divine arts seem to be spontaneously created on the spot. The stronger his opponent's power, the stronger his own becomes. The more refined the opponent's divine arts, the more refined his own become."

Qin Mu's expression grew serious: "Has he transcended techniques and reached the realm of principle?"

Wang Muran replied, "I can't tell. It seems to be related to his cultivation method, but it also seems like he's already entered that realm."

Qin Mu was lost in thought. If such a cultivation method truly existed, it would be fascinating. Techniques that foster creativity were rare. Previously, his Hegemon Body Three Elixir Art was incomplete, requiring him to develop and innovate, and the Woodcutter's scripture transmission was also a method for developing creativity.

However, this was because the true Hegemon Body Three Elixir Art was only preserved by the Qin family in Worryfree Village. After Qin Mu received the complete Hegemon Body Three Elixir Art from his father, Qin Hanzhen, he no longer needed to innovate in that manner.

If Xushenghua's cultivation method truly could develop creativity, it would represent another level of attainment.

Against such a person, how many moves would it take for him to decide victory or defeat?

One move?

Or dozens, or hundreds of moves?

"He is indeed a formidable opponent, worthy of being a pseudo-Hegemon Body," Qin Mu murmured.

Tranquil Mountain Man's face stiffened. He looked at the village chief and whispered, "Brother Dao, a Hegemon Body is one thing, but where does 'pseudo-Hegemon Body' come from?"

The village chief's face also darkened. He scoffed, "Your knowledge is shallow; don't ask any more questions."

Tranquil Mountain Man snorted and addressed Wang Muran and the other two: "Emperor Qin is both the Heavenly Saint Cult Master and the Human Emperor. He holds two great inheritances, and his cultivation techniques and divine arts are extremely peculiar, with abundant vital qi. When engaging him, do not directly clash vital qi with him, or you will be suppressed and overwhelmed."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed. He had just directly clashed vital qi with Qin Mu, and as a result, he was completely crushed, unable to even unleash any subtle moves.

Wang Muran, Mu Qingdai, and Long Yu immediately listened intently, taking careful note.

"His attack methods are diverse, his movement and footwork are strange, and his speed is extremely fast. Do not let him entangle you, or it will be difficult to escape."

Tranquil Mountain Man continued instructing the three: "His fist techniques are the Eight Sounds of Thunder from Great Thunderclap Temple, a divine art of the Indra Realm, with extremely high attack power. If you clash fist techniques with him, you will be suppressed by his vital qi and strength, so be careful. He also cultivates the Ling family's Nine Dragon Emperor Technique, which is equally potent in divine arts. Moreover, he incorporates artifact refining into his combat; you must be wary of this!"

This was what troubled him the most. Qin Mu had pulled out the bronze pillar, used it as a spear with overwhelming attacks, and even melted the bronze with his vital qi, transforming it into a sword.

This single move had completely defeated him.

And what Qin Mu used was precisely an artifact refining technique.

Refining artifacts during combat, transforming artifact refining into an attacking force—he had never encountered such a fighting style in his life!

Mu Qingdai looked troubled and asked, "Martial Uncle, then how are we supposed to fight him?"

Tranquil Mountain Man was stunned, suddenly realizing the same problem. This young Human Emperor was so fierce, his vital qi so profound, his movement and footwork ever-changing, his speed so quick, his fist techniques so good, his divine arts so strong, and he even integrated artifact refining into combat—how could they possibly fight him?

The three disciples of Little Jade Capital had no chance of winning!

"We'll defeat him with swordplay!" Long Yu said gravely.

Tranquil Mountain Man glanced at the "old stick" beside him, who was beaming with a smile, almost laughing out loud.

"As for swordplay, Mu'er has already entered the realm of principle," the village chief said, suppressing a laugh, offering a kind reminder.

Tranquil Mountain Man gritted his teeth, experiencing such a headache for the first time. When Xushenghua came to Little Jade Capital and specifically asked to see their cultivation methods and divine arts, it was essentially a challenge to Little Jade Capital. Tranquil Mountain Man hadn't felt this much of a headache then.

Qin Mu was clearly a human-shaped combat weapon, excelling in every aspect, capable of crushing and devastating any challenger of the same realm at peak performance.

Moreover, this fellow's confidence was abnormal; he was arrogant, believing himself to be some kind of "Hegemon Body," conceitedly thinking no one could surpass him.

Such immense confidence combined with such formidable strength indeed created an overwhelming situation.

"I wonder what his stamina is like?"

Tranquil Mountain Man's eye twitched: "If his stamina is poor, we could try to wear him down by dragging out the fight..."

However, Qin Mu's physique clearly resembled a sturdy calf. After beating him, Qin Mu had merely said he was stretching his muscles and bones, brimming with unbelievably vigorous energy.

"What about his combat experience?"

Tranquil Mountain Man thought of this, then shook his head again. Qin Mu's combat experience could be considered top-tier for a divine artist; his fighting style was wild, even incorporating artifact refining into combat. He was clearly a battle maniac!

As a battle maniac, he naturally had extensive fighting experience. In contrast, Little Jade Capital was isolated from worldly strife, so its disciples' combat experience was certainly inferior to Qin Mu's.

"Then what about his ability to adapt on the fly? Insufficient adaptability, even with high cultivation, can lead to defeat... Wait a moment! This young man is so arrogant, yet he hasn't been killed yet, so his adaptability must also be top-notch!"

Tranquil Mountain Man glanced again at the "old stick" beside him. The old stick had completely emerged from the shadow of his shattered beliefs, smiling with a triumphant expression, clearly ready to watch Little Jade Capital's predicament.

Tranquil Mountain Man gritted his teeth and told Wang Muran and the other two, "You must adapt on the fly!"

The three exchanged glances, thinking to themselves, "Martial Uncle said a lot, but it feels like he said nothing at all, only putting immense psychological pressure on us. He might as well have said nothing!"

Long Yu's eyes flickered. He stepped forward and said, "Young Human Emperor, I wish to spar with you in swordplay."

Tranquil Mountain Man nearly spat out a mouthful of black blood, gnashing his teeth in frustration. Of all things, why would that brat Long Yu choose to spar in swordplay with him?

The "old stick" beside him had just said that Qin Mu's swordplay had reached the level of principle, meaning he had begun creating his own sword techniques and his comprehension of the sword was at or near the grandmaster realm.

Of course, if one had a low vision and a low starting point, the created sword techniques might be mediocre, but the crucial point was that Qin Mu's foundation in swordplay was absolutely not low. Not only was it not low, but even Little Jade Capital's sword techniques might not compare to his initial enlightenment in sword arts!

Now that Long Yu had already spoken, he couldn't stop him.

Qin Mu also showed surprise, saying, "Senior Brother Long Yu, I have studied Dao Sword. How does Little Jade Capital's swordplay compare to Dao Sword?"

Long Yu smiled slightly: "The Fourteen Chapters of Dao Sword may not necessarily compare to Little Jade Capital's swordplay."

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief. If it wasn't inferior to Dao Sword, then he wouldn't be killed in a single move when sparring with him.

"My sword is quite heavy, and sometimes I like to use the weight of my sword pellet to trick people. However, since this is a sword sparring match, I will not use the sword pellet's weight to ambush Senior Brother Long Yu."

Qin Mu kindly warned, "Senior Brother, be careful."

Swish—

A rain of swords filled the sky. Eight thousand swords shot out from the Taotie bag on his back and clanged as they embedded themselves into every corner of the immortal mountain.

"Please," Qin Mu said with a smile.