2107 Martial Cultivator

“Hold up young castle master…” Xun Hongyi knew Ye Mo was strong and immediately stopped Wei Xuanming from attacking him.

Dong An sneered “Xuanming, tower master Ye is a guest I invited, don’t be rude.”

To him, if Ye Mo was a pill divine, then he was worth more than anything. Even Wei Xuanming must not offend him.

“Castle master, this person is clearly being unreasonable with his pet. I suspect he took over that shop by force. Otherwise, how can that shop only be sold for 450k G.o.d crystals?” Wei Xuanming didn’t dare to be too rude to Dong An.

Fu Fei suddenly got up and pointed at Wei Xuanming “Wei Xuanming, you took over my Fu G.o.d corner shop by force and now you’re saying that Ye qian bei took it by force? Do you have any face? You killed more than ten people in the shop, I’m going to tear you apart…”

Ye Mo sneered “So that’s it. I’ve seen the young castle master’s power. I didn’t buy the shop from young castle master but you knew the exact price.”

Ye Mo then smiled to Dong An “Castle master Dong. I’m not sure who is right or wrong based on Fu fei and young castle master’s words. I have an idea. Let them fight together. They’re both immortal emperor middle stage anyways. Whoever wins is right. What do you think?”

He dared to say this because Ye Mo saw that despite having a better cultivation method, Wei Xuanming’s was actually weaker than Fu Fei. Wei Xuanming barely went through life or death situation while Fu Fei was always living life on the edge.

Everyone in here looked dazily at Ye Mo, what reason was this? Whoever was stronger was right.

Fu Fei got up and said “I’m willing to fight young castle master. If Fu Fei loses, then I am wrong.” He had long wanted to kill Wei Xuanming and knew this was an opportunity Ye Mo got for him. How could he let it go.

Wei Xuanming sneered and stood up “Then let’s fight. I’m not going to be scared of a mere immortal emperor middle stage.”

Wei Xuanming said as though forgetting he was an immortal emperor middle stage too.

Then he looked at the Dao Moulding Divine Emperor next to him. Clearly, he knew that even if he lost, there would be someone to intervene.

Shadowless saw this and laughed “What if someone’s about to lose and his cloney is going to intervene?”

“If someone dares to interrupt the fight then the people watching can kill whoever intervenes.” Ye Mo said coldly.

Wei Xuanming s.h.i.+vered and said in contempt “You’re a mere immortal emperor and you dare to say kill people.”

Ye Mo said calmly “It’s fine if I can’t kill but with castle master Dong here, I believe he will uphold justice.”

Dong An saw this and laughed “In that case you two can fight. We’ll fight peacefully. Otherwise, my palace can’t withstand two immortal emperors fighting.”

Ye Mo waved out tens of formation flags and drew out a big circle in this palace “Don’t worry castle master Dong. I know a little bit of formation. They can fight however they like in my formation, I promise your palace will be fine.”

There was a sliver of shock in Dong An’s eyes but it soon receeded. He was thinking just who was Ye Mo. How could he set up a formation in such a short time that couldn’t be broken by immortal emperors? Just what formation skills was this? If he really was a pill divine, it was too shocking.

But he wasn’t worried about Wei Xuanming and Fu Fei’s battle. He trusted that Wei Xuanming definitely wouldn’t be scared of Fu Fei. Wei Xuanming was the disciple of a Dao Essence Divine Emperor in the Great Sun G.o.d Mountain.

Fu Fei landed in the circle without saying anything.

Wei Xuanming never took Ye Mo’s formation seriously. He went up without hesitation too and released his magic artefact. It was a black half bell. Half of the bell was gone.

Compared to this, Fu Fei had a half G.o.d artefact, a true martial spear.

Fu Fei pierced out with his true martial spear and a virulent killing intent spread out through the entire palace.

Ye Mo waved out a few formation flags and the killing intent that filled this palace immediately receeded back into the formation.

Seeing Ye Mo set up this formation so easily, Wei Xuanming’s Dao Moulding Divine Emperor’s face changed. He could feel that Ye Mo didn’t seem to be an immortal emperor. He thought that even if Wei Xuanming was outmatched, he would be able to save Wei Xuanming but now, he wasn’t so sure. Thinking about this, he subconsciously walked forward wanting to get closer to the battle.

Ye Mo saw this and sneered but did nothing. He didn’t believe a Dao Moulding Divine Emperor could save someone from his hands. If Fu Fei was no match for Wei Xuanming then there was nothing he could do.

Everyone in the palace looked at the battle. Fu Fei fought with his life immediately. He knew this opportunity didn’t come easy.

Wei Xuanming saw Ye Mo seal the formation. He frowned and then the bell completely smashed out.

Black bell shadows struck out with a hum. These sounds came out of Ye Mo’s formation making Qiu Rang almost unable to bear it.

Ye Mo waved his hand again and a few more formation flags flew out. Those bell sounds were immediately much much weaker.

Fu Fei’s spear carried out ten thousand spear shadows that clashed with the bell shadows creating huge explosion whirlpools. It seemed powerful but none of them could get past Ye Mo’s formation.

Ye Mo was a little shocked. He saw that Fu Fei didn’t use G.o.d art or magic arts, he used a complete set of spear art. The countless spear shadows broke open Wei Xuanming’s immortal emperor domain.

Wei Xuanming didn’t take Fu Fei seriously but as they fought, it was clearly becoming a life or death battle. Eventually, Ye Mo’s battle circle was completely filled with bell and spear shadow. One could barely see Fu Fei and Wei Xuanming.

Ye Mo saw this and knew that Fu Fei wasn’t just an immortal cultivator. He thought about the other type of cultivator Zhen Bingyu mentioned to them. They weren’t really cultivators, they were martial artists.

Ye Mo hadn’t seen a pure martial artists. Zhen Bingyu said that cultivating martial arts to the extreme could allow you to break open the void. Fu Fei might be an immortal and martial dual cultivator.

Just when Ye Mo was thinking if martial artists could cultivate to Primordial Essence Divine Emperor level, the victory had been decided.

The bell and spear smashed head on creating a heaven shocking sound. Even Ye Mo’s formation couldn’t completely block this sound.

The half bell swept Fu Fei’s spear away. If it wasn’t for Ye Mo’s formation, the two magic artefacts might’ve flown out of the palace.

Ye Mo guessed Fu Fei was a martial cultivator and now that his spear was swept away, Ye Mo frowned. It wasn’t good for a martial cultivator for his weapon to leave his hand but he set the rules. Even if Fu Fei was killed he couldn’t intervene.

Just when the spear was taken away, Wei Xuanming showed a smirk. He was very annoyed with Fu Fei’s fighting style. It wasn’t magic arts nor G.o.d art. Now that Fu fei’s greatest reliance, his spear, was gone, Fu Fei was like dead to him.

In a heavy thud, the bell smashed towards Fu Fei.

Now, the Dao Moulding Divine Emperor who followed Wei Xuanming breathed easy. He could tell Fu Fei was a martial cultivator so his body would definitely be strong. But no matter how strong it was, it couldn’t be stronger than that slumbering bell spirit. The young castle master clearly activated the bell spirit.