Clan Cultivation: I Transmigrated With My Smartphone

Chapter 804 650: The Gathering of Heaven's Chosen

The crowd dispersed, believing it deserved to be struck by the Princess a few times.

The burly man stepped forward and said, "Zhaoyang, are you feeling a bit better? If not, you can strike Uncle a few times; my skin is tough, and my Qi and Blood are strong…"

The Princess of Holy Light squatted down, her body trembling slightly, as if recalling that strike, it was so stunning.

That strike seemed like the supreme Heavenly Dao.

When that strike descended, it was as if the Heavenly Dao had delivered punishment, transforming into endless calamity, into terrifying death.

Recalling that strike, she thought of various ways to break it, but had no clue.

The Princess of Holy Light said, "Uncle, am I somewhat incompetent…"

The burly man said, "It's not that you're too weak, but that Xue Star King is too strong. That strike, you couldn't block it, I couldn't block it, many geniuses of the Feather Demon Race couldn't block it. Perhaps the three prodigies of the Undead Race, perhaps at the time of your father the Emperor, maybe…"

The Princess of Holy Light said, "That strike was too strong. I feel that even with the three great Mysteries at small Perfection, stepping into the Harmonization Realm, I may not be his match!"

Thinking of this, she felt dejected and spiritless.

An invincible Daoxin is only a failure away from a fragile heart.

Many seemingly strong Daoxins are merely self-deception, merely self-hypnosis. Just a little setback, and the Daoxin shatters, breaking like glass.

The burly man tentatively asked, "In that case, should I take action to kill him… so you'll have one less enemy!"

"That is inappropriate!"

The Princess of Holy Light immediately refused, "That is inappropriate, he's one of our Feather Demon Race, appointed as a prince by Your Majesty, we cannot."

The burly man said, "But if he doesn't die, your Heart Demon will always exist."

The Princess of Holy Light fell silent.

The burly man advised, "In life, one must learn many things, learn to fail, learn to concede. No one dares claim invincibility under Heaven; there are always others stronger than oneself. If you see someone more talented, do you kill them? If defeated by a cultivator, do you kill them. How many people would you offend in a lifetime, how many enemies would you make?"

The Princess of Holy Light said nothing, only nodded.

The burly man asked, "Zhaoyang, what do you plan to do?"

The Princess of Holy Light said, "I plan to go back and continue honing my cultivation!"

The burly man shook his head and said, "No, that's incorrect. What you need to do now is go to challenge Xue Star King and challenge him at intervals!"

The Princess of Holy Light said, "But I am not his match!"

"If you're not his match, does that mean you don't dare to challenge? Or do you only dare challenge the weak?" The burly man said coldly, "Or are you saying you can only ever fight winning battles, never losing ones? Do you expect only to encounter some mediocrities, some ordinary geniuses, and never run into top-tier talents, keeping a record of a hundred wins and no losses?"

The Princess of Holy Light shook her head and said, "That's impossible!"

The burly man said, "Zhaoyang, understand your position; you are a top-tier genius, but you're still a bit away from those peerless prodigies. You cannot expect to be undefeated all your life. This time you lost to Xue Star, the next time you meet other strong ones, you might fail again."

"The path of the strong cannot always be smooth sailing, forever undefeated; that's impossible."

"He is an excellent whetstone, breaking through your false invincible Daoxin. You can engage with him repeatedly, improving through failure, becoming stronger."

"If you can't do these, you should return home early and just get married. You could leave strong bloodline for your clan, and if you become useless, you could focus on nurturing the next generation!"

The burly man spoke and then disappeared.

As the Guardian of the Princess of Holy Light, he not only protected her safety but also imparted knowledge and dispelled doubts, guiding her actions, ensuring she didn't go astray.

If she strayed, it would be corrected promptly.

He said these things in hopes that the Princess of Holy Light would understand, and if she didn't, then she should just return home!

…

In the void, there was a Magical Treasure palace.

Inside this palace, a fierce collision was taking place.

The palace's walls were exceptionally strong, yet even so, in the midst of this intense battle, they emitted a crisp sound, the intense rumbling unceasing.

The walls echoed with resounding noises, amidst fierce explosions, amidst intense tremors, the energy ripples spread outwards, making sizzling sounds.

Within the palace, a shocking duel was unfolding.

This battle was primarily a spar, yet the combat was incredibly intense.

In the void, golden light flickered, the golden-haired woman, driven by Secret Techniques, her body flashing swiftly, the Holy Sword continuously thrusting forth, waves of destructive flames raining down like a meteor shower amidst the void.

Lu Xuanji, his aura restrained, seemed like a mortal, yet the Long Saber in his hand flashed.

The Sword Light was dim, seeming like an ordinary Long Saber.

Yet as the Long Saber swept out, the meteor shower flames dissipated, like fireworks dispersing.

Boom boom!

The Long Saber and Holy Sword clashed, weapons emitting the sound of metal colliding.

The blonde woman's longsword flickered, continuously vibrating, buzzing like bees, transforming into a destructive melody, the void shifting, becoming eighteen sword shadows attacking from all sides.

Lu Xuanji wielded the Long Saber, the Long Saber flashing, unmoved in all directions, amidst the storm.

The sword shadows shattered one by one, each being destroyed.

The Sword Light flickered, the golden-haired woman's aura rising, closing in to strike, the longsword thrusting out with speed and ruthlessness.