There's No Way My Dad Is A Legendary Cultivator - Chapter 130 - The Power of the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk

Chapter 130 The Power of the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk

Liu Fang’s eyes were still staring at the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk as if he had discovered something. His expression began to show some joy as he said to Jiang Ping.

“It seems that the immortal weapon in your hand is somewhat different from the immortal weapon I know.”

“Even the quasi-immortal weapon just now has a trace of spiritual intelligence.”

“But that eight trigrams disk in your hand, although it’s a middle-grade spiritual artifact, it doesn’t have a trace of life.”

Jiang Ping looked at the eight trigrams disk in his hand. Liu Fang was right because the weapons produced by the system wouldn’t have any spiritual intelligence.

Without spiritual intelligence, it meant that the weapon couldn’t fight on its own.

After all, it was produced by the system. Although it didn’t have spiritual intelligence, its power wasn’t inferior to the weapons in this world, and it was even more powerful.

Liu Fang didn’t know about this, so Liu Fang felt that even if Jiang Ping took out a middle-grade spiritual artifact, and even if it was in the perfect divine baby nascent soul realm. But against him, who was at the earth immortal realm, and with a Crimson Cloud Sword which had intelligence equivalent to a child’s.

He still had a higher chance of winning. Jiang Ping didn’t explain but only said to Liu Fang. “Then, Sect Master, do you want to try the power of a middle-grade immortal artifact?” Liu Fang held the sword and snorted coldly. Without any nonsense, he shouted, “Then let’s try it.”

Then, he moved forward to stab Jiang Ping. Jiang Ping held the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk in his left hand and slid his right hand’s finger on it. He was even muttering. “Gen is the mountain, rise.”

Liu Fang was still rushing in the direction of Jiang Ping. Suddenly, a huge mountain rose from the lawn in front of him.

Then, he quickly stopped. Without taking a detour, he held the Crimson Cloud Sword and hacked at the mountain.

After three consecutive slashes, the mountain cracked open a gap that allowed Liu Fang to pass through.

Liu Fang passed through the crack and slashed towards Jiang Ping in the distance.

The blade of the Crimson Cloud Sword lit up with a touch of red, and then the cry of a phoenix rang out in the sky. The spiritual energy that burst out of the sword turned into a flaming red phoenix and flew towards Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping turned the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk and put himself in the Kan position in front of him.

Kan was water, so when the flaming red phoenix rushed towards him, a giant dragon that was entirely made of water appeared out of thin air.

The phoenix with burning feathers collided with the transparent water dragon.

When a fire is boiling water, a gurgling sound is created. A sizzling sound is produced when water puts out a fire.

The two sounds went off at the same time. The water dragon and the fire phoenix were evenly matched.

At this time, Jiang Ping turned the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk again.

He shouted in a deep voice.

“Xun position, the wind rises!”

Then, a gust of strong wind blew over the originally calm open space. That gust of strong wind blew towards the fire phoenix, weakening the fire.

When Liu Fang saw that the eight trigrams disk in Jiang Ping’s hand was so unpredictable and especially difficult to deal with, his brows knitted together.

He held the Crimson Cloud Sword and infused a lot of spiritual energy into the sword, then threw the Crimson Cloud Sword out.

The Crimson Cloud Sword, which had slipped out of his hand, flew quickly in the air like a child, and the cries of the phoenix sounded from time to time.

The Crimson Cloud Sword directly shot towards the water dragon.

The water dragon was still fighting against the fire phoenix, and then it was directly pierced by the Crimson Cloud Sword.

The dragon formed from flowing water directly dissipated, and water droplets scattered all over the ground.

Liu Fang laughed loudly.

“How is it? This is the benefit of having spiritual intelligence in an immortal artifact. When you defend against the Crimson Cloud Sword, don’t forget that you still have me.”

“Let me see if Patriarch Jiang has the ability to multitask.”

After the Crimson Cloud Sword pierced through the water dragon, it headed straight towards Jiang Ping. At the same time, Liu Fang also rushed towards Jiang Ping. Jiang Ping turned around to face the Crimson Cloud Sword that was heading towards him and rotated the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk.

“Qian and Kun swap, reverse.”

The Crimson Cloud Sword’s tip that was facing Jiang Ping, for some unknown reason, changed to the hilt facing Jiang Ping.

Moreover, the Crimson Cloud Sword, which was originally aimed at Jiang Ping, was now deflected in the opposite direction.

Jiang Ping only turned around after the Crimson Cloud Sword had flown far away. At this moment, Liu Fang was already in front of him, and his fist was about to smash towards Jiang Ping.

Jiang Ping hurriedly turned the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk.ραпdα `nᴏνɐ| сom

Immediately after, Liu Fang’s fist smashed into a golden brick wall.

Seeing that he had managed to block Liu Fang’s attack in time, Jiang Ping slowly exhaled and said.

“Five elements, gold!”

Liu Fang bypassed the golden wall and raised his leg to kick at Jiang Ping’s head.

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Instead, he raised his arm to block Liu Fang’s kick.

However, despite protecting his head, Jiang Ping was still sent flying by the kick.

Holding the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk, Jiang Ping was dragged far away on the ground.

Seeing that his sneak attack had succeeded, Liu Fang immediately beckoned for the Crimson Cloud Sword.

The Crimson Cloud Sword steadied its body and sensed its master’s summons. It turned the tip of the sword and flew back. After flying to Liu Fang’s side, Liu Fang pointed at Jiang Ping who was lying on the ground. The Crimson Cloud Sword shared the same spirit as its master and directly pierced forward with a bright red light.

The Crimson Cloud Sword let out a long howl towards the sky and transformed into a fiery red phoenix that was exactly the same as before. It shot down towards Jiang Ping.

At this moment, Jiang Ping, who was lying on the ground, had a smile on his face. Just as the Crimson Cloud Sword was about to approach him.

He immediately turned the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk.

A door appeared in the direction the Crimson Cloud Sword was pointing towards. The Crimson Cloud Sword did not suppress its speed and directly pierced through the door, then disappeared.

Jiang Ping stood up and looked at Liu Fang’s astonished expression.

“Sect Master Liu is being too arrogant. Can’t you tell that this is a trap?”

Liu Fang asked angrily when he heard this.

“Where did you put the Crimson Cloud Sword?”

Jiang Ping pointed at the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk in his hand.

“I wonder if Sect Master Liu has heard of the eight-door god-trapping formation?”

Of course, Liu Fang had heard of it. Even though the eight-door god-trapping formation’s name sounds domineering, it was very easy to break it.

It was just that the method to break it was a bit special. One could not use brute force. One could only rely on intelligence to find the door of life in order to break out of the formation.

Jiang Ping did not wait for Liu Fang’s reply and said.

“Although this eight-door god-trapping formation cannot even trap a normal adult who has not cultivated, your Crimson Cloud Sword only has the spiritual intelligence of a ten-year-old child.”

“How long do you think it will take for a ten-year-old child to break out of the formation to help you?” Liu Fang clenched his teeth and gazed at Jiang Ping fiercely. Jiang Ping just smiled calmly.

“Now Sect Master Liu is left alone to experience the power of a middle-grade immortal artifact.”

After saying that, Jiang Ping used his spiritual energy to activate the Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Disk.

His other hand turned the eight trigrams disk. “Detonate the fire to burn!”

A raging fire started under Liu Fang’s feet.

Jiang Ping didn’t give Liu Fang a chance to breathe.

“Wood fuels fire!”

The raging fire wrapped around Liu Fang burned even more fiercely.

Liu Fang wanted to escape from the fire, but when he moved, the fire followed him and surrounded him tightly.

Therefore, he could only use his spiritual energy to protect his body and wait for an opportunity to attack.

He brought the fire close to Jiang Ping, wanting to pull Jiang Ping over to suffer the burning together.

Before he could reach out, Jiang Ping turned the eight trigrams disk again. Then, the same mountain that Liu Fang had broken into appeared on the empty ground.

However, the mountain did not rise from the ground. Instead, it fell from the sky and pressed down on Liu Fang.

With a bang, Liu Fang was firmly pressed down by the mountain. There was no movement.