Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 532

Chapter 530: A Spiritual Treasure Combining Technology and Cultivation

On the stage, over a hundred ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators faced off, each holding a spiritual treasure crafted by a different refiner.

Due to limitations on both the materials used and the specific use cases for Foundation Establishment cultivators, these spiritual treasures were all low-level magical instruments, barely sufficient for Foundation Establishment cultivators.

A Foundation Establishment cultivator representing the Luban Sect’s leader faced off against a Foundation Establishment cultivator representing a Luban Sect elder.

“Master, what are you refining? They look a lot like guns,” the Luban Sect leader and the elder exchanged words in the audience.

The Luban Sect leader nodded, “These are twin pistols I designed based on the world of bells. They’re powered by spiritual energy and are far more powerful than gunpowder.”

The Foundation Establishment cultivators held the pistols with somewhat awkward movements, unfamiliar with this kind of fusion of technology and cultivation.

Bang, bang, bang, bang—

four spiritual energy bullets pelted the Foundation Establishment cultivator representing the Luban Sect elder. The cultivator wore armor, and the bullets left only dents on his armor.

Two Foundation Establishment cultivators clashed. The cultivator representing the Luban Sect’s leader was at a disadvantage, unable to pose a threat.

“Haha, Sect Leader, you’re no match! You can’t even penetrate my defenses. Your bullets are too weak,” a Luban Sect elder remarked, amused. “If you could refine a powerful weapon, my armor wouldn’t be able to stop it. It’s a shame you don’t have one.”

Just as the Luban Sect elder was gloating, the situation shifted.

The parts of the two pistols disintegrated, transformed, and fused, forming a small bazooka.

Aura energy poured in, and boom—

the aura shell launched. The Luban Sect elder’s expression changed dramatically, and he decisively intervened, blocking the shell.

The power of this shell was far beyond the capacity of his own armor.

“Elder Sun, I’ve told you before: don’t be so sure.”

“Before the battle, I told this young cultivator to fire a few shots first to test our accuracy. Then, based on where they hit the armor, we’d identify the weak points. Finally, we’d combine our muskets and unleash a small cannonball,”

the Luban Sect leader said with a chuckle.

The elder shook his head helplessly, “After all, we’re still no match for the Sect Master.”

The Luban Sect leader triumphed.

…

“Peak Master Tang Ben, while your small shield is sturdy, this young cultivator is clearly not skilled in shield-wielding. The slightest mistake and he’ll be defeated by my sword.”

“Does that mean your Foundation Establishment cultivator can wield a sword?” Tang Ben rolled his eyes.

“I don’t know if he can, but I know attacking is definitely more effective than defending.”

Tang Ben spoke with a weapon master.

As the weapon master predicted, the Foundation Establishment cultivator representing Tang Ben dodged hastily, narrowly avoiding being struck several times.

The weapon master felt victory was within reach. He saw his opponent stumble, unable to dodge the sword.

Unexpectedly, the small shield transformed into particles, clinging to his skin and appearing precisely where the sword had struck.

The small shield seemed to have a life of its own, constantly moving. The cultivator representing the weapon master launched several consecutive thrusts, but each was blocked.

“What is this?” The weapon master had never seen such a magical treasure.

“A fusion of nanotechnology and magical treasures. It can detect enemy movements and automatically defend.”

As the small shield revealed its true power, the situation on the battlefield shifted. The small shield attached itself to the cultivator’s palm. The cultivator clasped his hands together, clamped the incoming sword, and snatched it away.

With sword and shield in hand, there was no need to continue the fight.

Tang Ben had won.

Before leaving, Tang Ben patted the weapon master on the shoulder and said, “If you’re feeling down, try visiting the world of ringing bells. You’ll find unexpected rewards.”

…

“Here, just do as I say.” Ji Zhi handed an ordinary iron rod to the young cultivator representing him, and gave him some instructions.

The young monk, bewildered, followed Ji Zhi’s instructions.

“Let me think. First, squat down immediately after the match begins.”

The opponent threw a punch, but the crouching monk missed.

“Then sweep the iron rod across your calf and roll backward twice.”

The opponent tripped over the iron rod and fell, spewing two iron needles from his mouth.

The young monk dodged the hidden weapon attack and continued chanting: “Stand up, sideways, and punch forward.”

“After two breaths, jump upward.”

“Twist the iron rod as fast as you can four times.”

The young monk spun the rod, knocking away several hidden weapons.

“After four breaths, take five steps to the left.”

The opponent opened his palm, which was covered with iron filings. He threw the iron filings at the young monk, but the young monk, having foreseen the situation, had already moved away, and the iron filings fell into the air.

The master refiner of the hidden weapons was furious. His hidden weapons were always effective, injuring countless people, but he never expected them to fail here.

The young monk subdued his opponent with the iron rod, and Ji Zhi won.

…

“Refined a stick?” The young weapon refiner saw that there was nothing surprising about Bai Hongtu’s weapon and wondered what the other party wanted to do.

On the ring, the two young monks fought each other, and the young weapon refiner found something wrong.

The opponent swung the stick down, and the young monk representing him took the stick, and the ring began to crack.

Another stick, and the young monk representing him had his feet smashed into the ring.

“This is impossible. The strength of both sides should be similar. It is impossible for there to be such a big difference in the first fight.”

The young weapon refiner stared at the battle and quickly figured out the reason.

“It’s the weight. This stick weighs a thousand pounds!”

The iron stick has no fancy functions. Its only function is to be heavy enough.

But the young weapon refiner still couldn’t figure it out. How could a stick weighing a thousand pounds be a weapon that the young monk could lift.

“Show me your secret weapon!” shouted the weapon master from years ago, and took out a powerful magnet on behalf of his young monk.

Since you can’t beat them, then grab the weapon! Now that

the weapon is in my hand, I can win however I want.

The iron stick flew out of control and flew to the opposite side.

The iron stick weighing thousands of pounds flew to the opposite side at high speed, and the result can be imagined. The opponent was directly knocked away.

If it weren’t for the magnet as a buffer, this blow would have made the opponent lie in bed for half a year.

Of course, Yu Yin would not let this happen. If someone was really injured in the game, there would be ways to remedy and compensate.

“My thousand-pound stick is not only heavy enough, but when the owner of the weapon picks it up, it will be very light, but if someone else picks it up, or if it hits someone else, it will return to its original weight.”

Bai Hongtu’s weapon-refining level is ranked second in Jiuzhou, and it is not exaggerated.

“Luckily I didn’t use Jiang Li’s statue, otherwise the other party’s magnet would have sucked the statue and the person along, ultimately defeating the young monk representing me.” Bai Hongtu was thankful and temporarily changed his strategy. Inspired by Jiang Li’s tale of “Journey to the West,” he forged a magical staff.

Jiang Li hadn’t memorized the entire Journey to the West, but he had shared some of its stories with Bai Hongtu.

“I’ve always been lucky.”

As long as he hadn’t met Jiang Li, everything Bai Hongtu did in his life would have gone smoothly. But

after meeting Jiang Li, Bai Hongtu was facing headwinds.

(End of Chapter)