I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

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Just Wanting to Live a Good Life, but Surpassed the Protagonist – 07 The Care of the Clansmen

An audio-visual cultivator fighting a sword cultivator without using cultivation? This must be crazy!

No one present left their seats. There were even those who rushed over to watch the show after being notified by their friends.

Ye Mao’s heart was pounding violently.

Why was the Seven-Colored Foundation Establishment so powerful? Because it had two more spiritual meridians than ordinary geniuses!

In a cultivator’s battle, apart from moves and magic treasures, spiritual power was the key! With more spiritual power, one could use more moves and fight longer. Without using cultivation, a tenth level Foundation Establishment? Seven-Colored Foundation Establishment? Ye Yong , how are you different from a mortal?

Ye Mao was already fantasizing about the delightful scene of himself knocking Ye Yong down and then stomping on him and laughing wildly.

Walking onto the stage, Ye Mao and Ye Yong stood facing each other, “Swords and sabers have no feelings. Are you sure you want to do this?”

Ye Mao deliberately said this loudly, afraid that he would be too excited later and accidentally injure Ye Yong with his sword. So he gave him a heads-up first to avoid being blamed later. He knew that Ye Yong couldn’t back down now , because if he did, he would become a laughingstock to the surrounding senior brothers and sisters.

Ye Mao really wanted to pry open Ye Yong’s head to see what kind of top-notch brain circuit could come up with such an idiotic request.

“Cut the crap.” Ye Yong took out a sword.

The sun was setting in the west, and the afterglow was like blood.

Ye Yong’s back was long and slender in the setting sun. He had a straight figure, and his black hair and white clothes fluttered in the wind. His right hand held a sword, and the blade reflected the red light of the setting sun. His eyes were deep and penetrating. This was probably what a peerless sword immortal looked like.

At that moment, many female cultivators were stunned.

Before the battle even started, Ye Yong had already won more than half.

Seeing this, Ye Mao was so jealous that he almost burst into flames. Ye Mao used to think that Ye Yong was just average-looking, but after he heard about him abolishing cultivation that day, he seemed to have suddenly become much more handsome. That kind of handsomeness was not only in his appearance, but also in his temperament. He seemed to carry an immortal aura with every move he made, as if he were an immortal in the world.

Who cares if you’re an immortal or not, just fall down for me!

Ye Mao couldn’t bear it any longer. He didn’t care if anyone said to start or not. He raised his sword and used a profound-level sword technique, [Overlapping Waves Sword].

This sword move was Ye Mao’s best, and he had already mastered it.

Like ocean waves crashing one after another, it was so fast that it made one’s eyes dazzle. Only the afterimages of the sword remained.

Ye Mao struck straight at Ye Yong.

He didn’t hold back, because Ye Yong was at the tenth level of Foundation Establishment. Moreover, he had practiced swordsmanship for many years. He felt that if there was any danger, he would dodge or use his cultivation. It was impossible for anything to happen.

However, Ye Yong didn’t show any signs of dodging, and there wasn’t the slightest bit of spiritual power flowing on his body. He just raised his sword slightly and flicked it forward, and a suffocating sword intent burst out.

The two swords met.

“Clang.” With a crisp and loud sound, Ye Mao’s sword split in the middle. He opened his eyes wide, his body covered in cold sweat. He couldn’t help but tremble, and he almost couldn’t hold onto the broken sword in his hand.

How is it possible… when did he comprehend such a powerful sword intent?

Sword intent was a cultivator’s understanding of the sword. The stronger the sword cultivator, the stronger the sword intent when they unsheathed their sword.

Sword intent could be seen as a kind of aura. The side with the stronger aura could naturally suppress the weaker side. If sword moves were physical attacks, then sword intent was a special spiritual attack.

It was no joke that a sword intent could kill.

The sword intent that Ye Yong had just released was at least at the early stage of the Golden Core realm.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator actually used a Golden Core level sword intent, and he even majored in music and painting. What the hell is this?

The others gasped, and the two old stewards of the Sword Pavilion Hall looked at Ye Yong as if they were about to burst into flames. Why, why wasn’t he a disciple of the Sword Pavilion Hall?

But on Ye Yong’s side, if it weren’t for the fact that the Nascent Soul level sword intent was too terrifying and could kill people if he wasn’t careful, he wouldn’t mind showing it off. Obviously, the Golden Core level was already showy enough.

With a palm, Ye Mao was knocked to the ground, and Ye Yong looked down at him from above. “I’m disappointed.”

Ye Mao, who had been stunned by the sword intent, came back to his senses and found himself lying on the ground. Ye Yong still had that look of disdain in his eyes, and a strong sense of shame welled up within him.

“You wouldn’t think that I would neglect my swordsmanship just because I entered the Music and Painting Hall, would you?” Ye Yong spoke Ye Mao’s mind.

That was what he thought, thinking that as long as he cultivated a little bit of swordsmanship, he would be able to beat Ye Yong.

“Your progress is slow, yet you are smug and self-righteous. If you had encountered an enemy outside, you would be dead by now.” Ye Yong didn’t mock him too much. He thrust his sword into the ground and turned to leave. “Don’t embarrass the Ye family anymore. Cultivate properly.”

It wasn’t until Ye Yong left the venue that the others came to their senses and began to discuss.

“This Ye Yong is too monstrous, isn’t he? That’s a Golden Core sword intent! No wonder he dared to fight a sword cultivator without advancing his cultivation level!”

“I’ve trained so hard for so many years, and now my sword intent has only reached the late stage of crystallization. He’s still a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he can already use a Golden Core sword intent. It’s really infuriating to compare oneself to others.”

“Damn it, I thought that he could only compete with me in terms of his face, but I didn’t expect his talent to catch up to me so quickly.”

“Shameless!” The female cultivators beside him all despised the male cultivator who had spoken. Then, they mentioned Ye Yong again, their faces filled with longing.

“Junior Brother Ye looks so cool when he’s angry. He’s so domineering.”

“Thinking about his clansmen, he looks so handsome when he’s disappointed.”

“Even if he’s hated by his clansmen, he still hopes that they will wake up. That spirit is really charming.”

“I want him to scold me hard.”

“Indeed.”

This was the method Ye Yong had thought of. He could suppress Ye Mao in public without causing his character to collapse.

From the perspective of caring for his clansmen.

I did beat you up and humiliate you, but I did it for your own good.

Ye Mao, the person involved, got up from the ground. His mood was very complicated. He hated Ye Yong, but he also admired and envied him.

Why had he changed so much? Obviously, he used to be a violent ghost who liked to kill people whenever he was unhappy. How could his strength increase after his temper improved?

He couldn’t figure it out, and he didn’t want to think about it. He pulled out the sword that Ye Yong had thrust into the ground and put it away. From now on, this would be his motivation. Whenever he encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation or wanted to slack off, he would take out this sword and look at it for a few moments, recalling the humiliation he had suffered today and Ye Yong’s strength.

Leaving behind a desolate figure, Ye Mao left silently. He decided to go into seclusion after returning. In the future, he would definitely defeat Ye Yong and win back the face he had lost today.

No one would care about the loser. Everyone was discussing Ye Yong, including Long Tian and the old man Meteor Immortal.

‘Golden Core sword intent… He’s too strong. Are you sure he hasn’t been possessed by some great power?’

‘There’s no problem with his soul. He hasn’t been possessed. This means that in addition to being a natural genius, he might have also cultivated an immortal body.’ Old Man Meteor Immortal pondered for a moment. ‘The chances of a natural immortal body are too small, but there are ways to create one later on. From the looks of it, there must be at least one great figure backing him.’

‘Like you?’

‘The battle back then was too brutal… I was lucky to survive. It’s unlikely that anyone else could, and I didn’t sense any remnant immortal energy on him. I’m guessing that he’s at the Saint Lord level in your lower realm.’

Long Tian nodded. It wasn’t strange for a Saint Lord level expert to master the secret technique of forging an immortal body.

“Ye Yong, he’s indeed a good target to pursue.” Muttering to himself, Long Tian clenched his fists.