dàn bù guǎn zěn me shuō ， zǒng shì zì jǐ de gǔ ròu ， yàn tiān héng yī shǒu jiāng ér zi lā dào shēn hòu ， lìng yī zhī shǒu héng yú xiōng qián ， fǎ jué biàn huàn ， dàn huáng sè de líng lì ， cóng tā de shēn tǐ biǎo miàn yì sàn chū lái ， xíng chéng le yí gè hù dùn de mú yàng 。
但不管怎么说，总是自己的骨肉，燕天衡一手将儿子拉到身后，另一只手横于胸前，法诀变幻，淡黄色的灵力，从他的身体表面逸散出来，形成了一个护盾的模样。
But regardless, it was still his own flesh and blood. Yan Tianheng pulled his son behind him with one hand while the other stretched out in front of his chest. The technique changed rapidly as a faint yellow qi shield formed from the surface of his body.
huǒ qiú yǔ líng lì hù dùn xiāng zhuàng ， chī chī zuò xiǎng ， dàn piàn kè hòu ， què rú tóng ní niú rù hǎi ， xiāo shī bú jiàn ， huǒ yàn fú fēng yìn de jǐn jǐn shì dī jiē fǎ shù ， xiǎng yào gōng pò yàn jiā jiā zú de fáng yù ， shí zài tài miǎn qiǎng 。
火球与灵力护盾相撞，嗤嗤作响，但片刻后，却如同泥牛入海，消失不见，火焰符封印的仅仅是低阶法术，想要攻破燕家家族的防御，实在太勉强。
The fireball collided with the qi shield, sizzling loudly, but after a moment, it vanished like a stone thrown into deep water. The flame talisman had sealed only low-grade spells; breaking through Yan Family's defenses was too much to ask.
zhāo shù méi yǒu qǐ dào xiào guǒ ， lín xuān de biǎo qíng yuè fā yán sù ， tā méi yǒu zài jí zhe jìn gōng ， zhè shí hòu cāng chǔ chū shǒu yě méi yǒu yòng 。
招数没有起到效果，林轩的表情越发严肃，他没有再急着进攻，这时候仓储出手也没有用。
Seeing that his move hadn't worked, Lin Xuan's expression grew even more serious. He no longer rushed to attack; using the storage room now would be futile.
wèi xué dǎ rén ， xiān xué ái dǎ ， xiū zhēn zhě jiān de zhēng dòu shí fēn xiōng xiǎn ， yī bù liú shén jiù yǒu kě néng diū diào xìng mìng ， suǒ yǐ yīng gāi xiān bù xià fáng yù ， tōu xí jì rán méi yǒu qǐ dào xiào guǒ ， nà me jiē xià lái lín xuān jiù yào wèi chí jiǔ zhàn zuò zhǔn bèi le 。
未学打人，先学挨打，修真者间的争斗十分凶险，一不留神就有可能丢掉性命，所以应该先布下防御，偷袭既然没有起到效果，那么接下来林轩就要为持久战做准备了。
Before learning to strike, one must first learn to endure blows. The struggle between cultivators is extremely perilous; a moment’s carelessness could cost one their life. Therefore, he should set up defenses first. Since the sneak attack hadn't worked, Lin Xuan was preparing for a long-term battle.
tā kě bú shì yàn míng nà zhǒng fèi wù ， jǐn guǎn miàn duì qiáng dí ， kě lín xuān yī rán lěng jìng de sī suǒ 。
他可不是燕鸣那种废物，尽管面对强敌，可林轩依然冷静的思索。
He wasn’t like Yan Ming, that waste of talent. Despite facing a formidable opponent, Lin Xuan remained calm and thoughtful.
lín xuān bù zài yóu yù ， diào dòng tǐ nèi de líng lì ， tóng yàng zài tǐ biǎo xíng chéng le yí gè hù zhào ， rán hòu cóng huái lǐ tāo chū liǎng zhāng fú lù ， lín xuān yǎn zhōng wēi wēi shǎn guò yī sī bù shě ， dàn xià yī kè ， yǎn shén jiù biàn dé jiān jué qǐ lái le ， jiāng liǎng zhāng fú wǎng kōng zhōng yī pāo 。
林轩不再犹豫，调动体内的灵力，同样在体表形成了一个护罩，然后从怀里掏出两张符箓，林轩眼中微微闪过一丝不舍，但下一刻，眼神就变得坚决起来了，将两张符往空中一抛。
Lin Xuan no longer hesitated; he调动体内灵力，在体表形成一个护罩，然后从怀里掏出两张符箓。His eyes briefly flickered with reluctance, but his gaze soon hardened as he threw the two talismans into the air. The first one emitted golden light, transforming into a large golden coin above Lin Xuan. With a wave of his hand, it descended to block him.
dì yī zhāng fú jīn guāng dà fàng ， huà wèi le yí miàn jīn sè de jù dà tóng qián chū xiàn zài lín xuān de shàng fāng ， lín xuān shǒu yī zhǐ ， nà tóng qián jiù fēi le xià lái ， dǎng zài tā de qián miàn 。
第一张符金光大放，化为了一面金色的巨大铜钱出现在林轩的上方，林轩手一指，那铜钱就飞了下来，挡在他的前面。
"Golden Technique!"
“ jīn gāng shù ！”
“金刚术！”
The Yan Family was taken aback; this was a mid-grade defensive technique of the metallic type, extremely sturdy. A solitary cultivator, how could he have such precious talismans?
yàn jiā jiā zú bó rán biàn sè ， zhè kě shì jīn shǔ xìng de zhōng jiē fáng yù fǎ shù ， fēi cháng jiān gù ， yí gè sàn xiū ， zěn me huì yǒu zhè me zhēn guì de fú lù ？
燕家家族勃然变色，这可是金属性的中阶防御法术，非常坚固，一个散修，怎么会有这么珍贵的符箓？
But his astonishment only began as the second talisman also took effect, transforming into a pale blue bubble that enveloped Lin Xuan.
dàn tā de jīng yà cái gāng gāng kāi shǐ ， lìng yī zhāng fú yě fā huī zuò yòng le ， huà wèi le yí gè dàn lán sè de jù dà shuǐ pào yàng de dōng xī ， jiāng lín xuān bāo guǒ zài lǐ miàn 。
但他的惊讶才刚刚开始，另一张符也发挥作用了，化为了一个淡蓝色的巨大水泡样的东西，将林轩包裹在里面。
"Water Spirit Talisman!"
“ shuǐ líng fú ！”
“水灵符！”
It was another mid-grade defensive spell!
tóng yàng shì zhōng jiē de fáng yù xìng fǎ shù ！
同样是中阶的防御性法术！
Originally, when his son mentioned that some solitary cultivators were buying techniques with middle-grade pills, despite the many witnesses, Yan Tianheng had always been skeptical. Now, he believed it; someone really did do this. With years of experience in judging people, this young man wasn’t a mere solitary cultivator; his attire was merely to mask his true identity.
yuán běn tīng ér zi shuō yǒu sàn xiū yòng zhōng pǐn dān shōu gòu gōng fǎ ， suī rán yǒu zhòng duō de páng guān zhě wèi zhèng ， kě yàn tiān héng xīn lǐ yì zhí yǒu xiē jiāng xìn jiāng yí ， dàn xiàn zài ， tā xiāng xìn le ， zhēn yǒu rén zhè me zuò ， píng zhe duō nián kàn rén de jīng yàn ， zhè xiǎo zi jué bú shì shén me sàn xiū ， nà shēn dǎ bàn ， bù guò shì wèi le yǎn rén ěr mù 。
原本听儿子说有散修用中品丹收购功法，虽然有众多的旁观者为证，可燕天衡心里一直有些将信将疑，但现在，他相信了，真有人这么做，凭着多年看人的经验，这小子绝不是什么散修，那身打扮，不过是为了掩人耳目。
"Who are you?" Yan Tianheng’s face turned black as he spoke slowly and deliberately.
“ nǐ jiū jìng shì shén me rén ？” yàn tiān héng liǎn sè fā hēi ， yī zì yī dùn 。
“你究竟是什么人？”燕天衡脸色发黑，一字一顿。
Lin Xuan said nothing. The situation had reached an impasse where neither side could back down without dying. It would be foolish to reveal his identity.
lín xuān méi yǒu shuō huà ， shì qíng fā zhǎn dào xiàn zài ， shuāng fāng yǐ shì bù sǐ bù xiū zhī jú ， duō shuō wú yì ， shǎ guā cái huì bào lù zì jǐ de shēn fèn 。
林轩没有说话，事情发展到现在，双方已是不死不休之局，多说无益，傻瓜才会暴露自己的身份。
Having used two mid-grade defensive talismans, Lin Xuan felt a sharp pain. After all, defensive talismans were far more difficult to craft and much more precious than offensive ones. Even with the inheritance from Zhang Yu and Zhou Yan, he only had these two left, and now they were gone.
yī xià zi yòng diào le liǎng gè fáng yù xìng de zhōng jiē fǎ shù ， tā yě hěn ròu téng ， yào zhī dào duì fú lù lái shuō ， fáng yù xìng de yuǎn bǐ gōng jī de gèng nán zhì zuò ， yě gèng zhēn guì 。
一下子用掉了两个防御性的中阶法术，他也很肉疼，要知道对符箓来说，防御性的远比攻击的更难制作，也更珍贵。
Lin Xuan didn’t respond but instead activated his qi, several ice needles appearing in the air, flying towards the opponent.
jí biàn jì chéng le zhāng yǔ hé zhōu yàn de shēn jiā ， lǐ miàn yě jǐn yǒu zhè liǎng gè ， ér xiàn zài yī xià zi jiù yòng diào le 。
即便继承了张羽和周燕的身家，里面也仅有这两个，而现在一下子就用掉了。
"Humph, trivial tricks!"
lín xuān méi yǒu huí dá ， ér shì cuī dòng líng lì ， shù gè bīng dàn chū xiàn zài le kōng qì lǐ ， xiàng zhe duì fāng hū xiào ér qù 。
林轩没有回答，而是催动灵力，数个冰弹出现在了空气里，向着对方呼啸而去。
Yan Tianheng’s face showed a sly smile. As a master of the Flexible Spirit Period, he wouldn't take low-grade techniques like Ice Needle Technique seriously.
“ hēng ， diāo chóng xiǎo jì ！”
“哼，雕虫小技！”
With one hand stretched out, Yan Tianheng curled his index finger and thumb together while muttering under his breath. His body’s qi rushed through him in an instant, forming a large flame at the tip of his palm that transformed into a bird shape.
yàn tiān héng liǎn shàng fú xiàn chū yī sī yīn hěn de xiào yì ， tā kě shì líng dòng qī dà yuán mǎn jìng jiè de gāo shǒu ， qǐ huì jiāng bīng dàn jué zhè yàng de dī jiē fǎ shù fàng zài yǎn lǐ 。
燕天衡脸上浮现出一丝阴狠的笑意，他可是灵动期大圆满境界的高手，岂会将冰弹诀这样的低阶法术放在眼里。
He didn’t even glance at the Ice Needle Technique; it would do no harm to him once it hit the qi shield.
yàn tiān héng dān shǒu píng shēn ， shí zhǐ yǔ mǔ zhǐ kòu zài yì qǐ ， kǒu zhōng niàn niàn yǒu cí ， tǐ nèi líng lì jí sù yùn zhuàn ， chà nà jiān ， zhǎng xīn de qián miàn jiù chū xiàn le yī tuán dòu dà de huǒ yàn ， rán hòu biàn huà chéng le niǎo de xíng zhuàng 。
燕天衡单手平伸，食指与拇指扣在一起，口中念念有词，体内灵力急速运转，刹那间，掌心的前面就出现了一团斗大的火焰，然后变化成了鸟的形状。
Firebird Technique, this was a mid-grade fire attribute spell. No wonder he was such a formidable opponent—his first move was already impressive.
zhì yú bīng dàn jué ， tā lián zhèng yǎn dōu méi yǒu kàn ， dǎ zhòng líng lì hù dùn ， yě duì zì jǐ zào bù chéng rèn hé shāng hài 。
至于冰弹诀，他连正眼都没有看，打中灵力护盾，也对自己造不成任何伤害。
But Lin Xuan remained unperturbed. He reached into his chest and pulled out five more talismans. Ice freezing, water and fire cancel each other out; though it was still a low-grade technique, with the quantity, facing one with five, they could match the Firebird Technique evenly.
huǒ niǎo shù ， zhè kě shì huǒ shǔ xìng de zhōng jiē fǎ shù ， bù kuì shì lín jìn zhù jī de gāo shǒu ， dì yī zhāo ， jiù chū shǒu bù fán 。
火鸟术，这可是火属性的中阶法术，不愧是临近筑基的高手，第一招，就出手不凡。
Yan Tianheng’s eyes widened in surprise and shock. He was both amazed and angry—this young man had so many talismans! Excluding solitary cultivators, even elite disciples of sects couldn’t be this wealthy!
dàn lín xuān sī háo yě bù huāng luàn ， shēn shǒu yī tāo ， jiù yòu cóng huái zhōng mō chū le wǔ zhāng fú ， bīng dòng shù ， shuǐ huǒ xiāng kè ， suī rán zhè yě shì dī jiē fǎ shù ， dàn yī * shù liàng ， yǐ wǔ dí yī ， tóng yàng néng yǔ huǒ niǎo shù pīn gè bàn jīn bā liǎng méi yǒu wèn tí 。
但林轩丝毫也不慌乱，伸手一掏，就又从怀中摸出了五张符，冰冻术，水火相克，虽然这也是低阶法术，但依*数量，以五敌一，同样能与火鸟术拼个半斤八两没有问题。
But no matter what, he couldn’t let him return alive.
yàn tiān héng dèng dà le yǎn jīng ， biǎo qíng è rán ， yòu shì jīng qí ， yòu shì fèn nù ， shí zài tài chū hū yì liào le ， zhè xiǎo zi jiū jìng shì hé lái lì ， shēn shàng zěn me huì yǒu nà me duō fú ？
燕天衡瞪大了眼睛，表情愕然，又是惊奇，又是愤怒，实在太出乎意料了，这小子究竟是何来历，身上怎么会有那么多符？
With that thought, Yan Tianheng launched a storm of mid-grade spells at Lin Xuan.
sàn xiū xiān pái chú ， biàn shì zōng pài de jīng yīng dì zǐ yě bù kě néng nà me fù yǒu a ！
散修先排除，便是宗派的精英弟子也不可能那么富有啊！
Lin Xuan’s expression remained indifferent. In his heart, he was shocked—indeed, a master of the seventh layer technique. At this moment, he realized how lucky it had been to use traps to kill Zhou Yan.
dàn wú lùn rú hé ， yě jué bù néng ràng tā huó zhe huí qù 。
但无论如何，也绝不能让他活着回去。
If not for Zhou Yan's underestimation and lack of defensive measures due to his low power, Lin Xuan would have perished in that small valley long ago.
niàn jí zhì cǐ ， yàn tiān héng fā dòng le kuáng fēng zhòu yǔ bān de gōng jī ， zhōng jiē fǎ shù yí gè jiē yí gè de xiàng zhe lín xuān zá le guò qù 。
念及至此，燕天衡发动了狂风骤雨般的攻击，中阶法术一个接一个的向着林轩砸了过去。
Now, the current head of the Yan Family was putting all his efforts into this battle with no room for tricks. Of course, he wasn’t that mediocre disciple who lingered at the first layer of the Flexible Spirit Period anymore.
lín xuān shén sè mò rán ， qí shí xīn zhōng hài rán ， bù kuì shì dì qī céng gōng fǎ de gāo shǒu ， cǐ shí cǐ kè ， tā zhī dào zì jǐ dāng chū yòng xiàn jǐng guà diào zhōu yàn shì duō me xìng yùn le 。
林轩神色漠然，其实心中骇然，不愧是第七层功法的高手，此时此刻，他知道自己当初用陷阱挂掉周燕是多么幸运了。
Lin Xuan began to pull out more talismans from his chest. He didn’t use his own qi to cast spells because while his progress had been significant, it was too short a time; his power was still three layers behind the opponent’s, and so his qi would be weaker. In a spell duel, technique was merely an auxiliary; what mattered most was the depth of one's qi. Since he was weaker than the other side, using his own weakness to attack their strength would only lead to death.
rú guǒ bú shì zhōu yàn jiàn zì jǐ gōng lì dī wēi ， tài guò qīng dí ， lián qǐ mǎ de hù zhào yě méi yǒu kāi ， zì jǐ dāng chū zǎo jiù yǔn luò zài le xiǎo shān gǔ lǐ 。
如果不是周燕见自己功力低微，太过轻敌，连起码的护罩也没有开，自己当初早就陨落在了小山谷里。
Secondly, Lin Xuan had received a spirit artifact, which made his focus different from ordinary disciples. He knew only a few spells.
ér xiàn zài de yàn jiā jiā zhǔ ， zé shì quán lì yǐ fù ， sī háo méi yǒu kě yǐ qǔ qiǎo zhī chù ， dāng rán ， zì jǐ yě bú shì nà ge gōng fǎ zài líng dòng qī dì yī céng pái huái de lā jī dì zǐ le 。
而现在的燕家家主，则是全力以赴，丝毫没有可以取巧之处，当然，自己也不是那个功法在灵动期第一层徘徊的垃圾弟子了。
To defeat a strong enemy, one must avoid their strengths and exploit their weaknesses. Compared to Yan Tianheng, what were his advantages? More talismans.
lín xuān yòu cóng huái lǐ kāi shǐ tāo fú ， tā zhī suǒ yǐ bù yòng běn shēn de líng lì yùn shǐ fǎ shù shì yǒu yuán yīn de ， yī lái zì jǐ de jìn bù suī rán hěn dà ， dàn shí jiān tài duǎn le ， gōng lì hé duì fāng xiāng bǐ ， zhěng zhěng de chà le sān céng ， xiāng yìn de ， líng lì yě jiù yào ruò hěn duō ， ér fǎ shù duì hōng ， jì qiǎo jǐn jǐn shì fǔ zhù ， zhǔ yào hái shì kàn shéi de líng lì gēng shēn hòu ， zì jǐ jì rán ruò yú duì fāng ， zài yǐ jǐ zhī duǎn gōng dí zhī zhǎng qǐ bù shì zhǎo sǐ ？
林轩又从怀里开始掏符，他之所以不用本身的灵力运使法术是有原因的，一来自己的进步虽然很大，但时间太短了，功力和对方相比，整整的差了三层，相印的，灵力也就要弱很多，而法术对轰，技巧仅仅是辅助，主要还是看谁的灵力更深厚，自己既然弱于对方，再以己之短攻敌之长岂不是找死？
They could be used instantly with minimal qi consumption, making them invaluable against stronger opponents.
qí cì ， lín xuān yīn wèi dé dào le líng qì ， suǒ yǐ yǔ pǔ tōng dì zǐ xiū liàn de cè zhòng diǎn bù tóng ， tā zhǐ huì shǎo shù jǐ zhǒng fǎ shù 。
其次，林轩因为得到了灵器，所以与普通弟子修炼的侧重点不同，他只会少数几种法术。
As for the Ice Needle Technique and spirit artifact—these were his trump cards. Since this had turned into a long-term battle, he couldn’t afford to reveal his bottom card so easily.
xiǎng yào zhàn shèng qiáng dí ， jiù yào bì shí jiù xū ， yǔ yàn tiān héng xiāng bǐ ， zì jǐ de yōu diǎn shì shén me ， fú duō 。
想要战胜强敌，就要避实就虚，与燕天衡相比，自己的优点是什么，符多。
Having made a rough plan of his situation and how to fight, Lin Xuan remained calm and began using talismans to engage in a direct confrontation with the opponent.
jì kě yǐ shùn fā ， hái zhǐ xiāo hào hěn shǎo de líng lì ， miàn duì bǐ zì jǐ qiáng de duì shǒu ， bù yòng bái bù yòng 。
既可以瞬发，还只消耗很少的灵力，面对比自己强的对手，不用白不用。
Boom, boom, boom…
zhì yú bīng zhēn jué yǔ líng qì ， zhè liǎng zhě kě shì zì jǐ de shā shǒu jiǎn ， jì rán zhè yǐ jīng yǎn biàn chéng le yī cháng chí jiǔ zhàn ， nà me dǐ pái dāng rán bù néng gòu qīng yì bào lù le 。
至于冰针诀与灵器，这两者可是自己的杀手锏，既然这已经演变成了一场持久战，那么底牌当然不能够轻易暴露了。
Explosions echoed non-stop. The battle between cultivators was nothing short of intense. Yan Tianheng was both shocked and angry. Although he was at the peak of the Flexible Spirit Period, mid-grade spells were no trivial matter; his qi consumption was increasing rapidly, and his magical power was dropping quickly. But the opponent’s talismans seemed inexhaustible. If this continued…
But regardless, it was still his own flesh and blood. Yan Tianheng pulled his son behind him with one hand while the other stretched out in front of his chest. The technique changed rapidly as a faint yellow qi shield formed from the surface of his body.
Puff!
The fireball collided with the qi shield, sizzling loudly, but after a moment, it vanished like a stone thrown into deep water. The flame talisman had sealed only low-grade spells; breaking through Yan Family's defenses was too much to ask.
Seeing that his move hadn't worked, Lin Xuan's expression grew even more serious. He no longer rushed to attack; using the storage room now would be futile.
Before learning to strike, one must first learn to endure blows. The struggle between cultivators is extremely perilous; a moment’s carelessness could cost one their life. Therefore, he should set up defenses first. Since the sneak attack hadn't worked, Lin Xuan was preparing for a long-term battle.
He wasn’t like Yan Ming, that waste of talent. Despite facing a formidable opponent, Lin Xuan remained calm and thoughtful.
Lin Xuan no longer hesitated; he调动体内灵力，在体表形成一个护罩，然后从怀里掏出两张符箓。His eyes briefly flickered with reluctance, but his gaze soon hardened as he threw the two talismans into the air. The first one emitted golden light, transforming into a large golden coin above Lin Xuan. With a wave of his hand, it descended to block him.
"Golden Technique!"
The Yan Family was taken aback; this was a mid-grade defensive technique of the metallic type, extremely sturdy. A solitary cultivator, how could he have such precious talismans?
But his astonishment only began as the second talisman also took effect, transforming into a pale blue bubble that enveloped Lin Xuan.
"Water Spirit Talisman!"
It was another mid-grade defensive spell!
Originally, when his son mentioned that some solitary cultivators were buying techniques with middle-grade pills, despite the many witnesses, Yan Tianheng had always been skeptical. Now, he believed it; someone really did do this. With years of experience in judging people, this young man wasn’t a mere solitary cultivator; his attire was merely to mask his true identity.
"Who are you?" Yan Tianheng’s face turned black as he spoke slowly and deliberately.
Lin Xuan said nothing. The situation had reached an impasse where neither side could back down without dying. It would be foolish to reveal his identity.
Having used two mid-grade defensive talismans, Lin Xuan felt a sharp pain. After all, defensive talismans were far more difficult to craft and much more precious than offensive ones. Even with the inheritance from Zhang Yu and Zhou Yan, he only had these two left, and now they were gone.
Lin Xuan didn’t respond but instead activated his qi, several ice needles appearing in the air, flying towards the opponent.
"Humph, trivial tricks!"
Yan Tianheng’s face showed a sly smile. As a master of the Flexible Spirit Period, he wouldn't take low-grade techniques like Ice Needle Technique seriously.
With one hand stretched out, Yan Tianheng curled his index finger and thumb together while muttering under his breath. His body’s qi rushed through him in an instant, forming a large flame at the tip of his palm that transformed into a bird shape.
He didn’t even glance at the Ice Needle Technique; it would do no harm to him once it hit the qi shield.
Firebird Technique, this was a mid-grade fire attribute spell. No wonder he was such a formidable opponent—his first move was already impressive.
But Lin Xuan remained unperturbed. He reached into his chest and pulled out five more talismans. Ice freezing, water and fire cancel each other out; though it was still a low-grade technique, with the quantity, facing one with five, they could match the Firebird Technique evenly.
Yan Tianheng’s eyes widened in surprise and shock. He was both amazed and angry—this young man had so many talismans! Excluding solitary cultivators, even elite disciples of sects couldn’t be this wealthy!
But no matter what, he couldn’t let him return alive.
With that thought, Yan Tianheng launched a storm of mid-grade spells at Lin Xuan.
Lin Xuan’s expression remained indifferent. In his heart, he was shocked—indeed, a master of the seventh layer technique. At this moment, he realized how lucky it had been to use traps to kill Zhou Yan.
If not for Zhou Yan's underestimation and lack of defensive measures due to his low power, Lin Xuan would have perished in that small valley long ago.
Now, the current head of the Yan Family was putting all his efforts into this battle with no room for tricks. Of course, he wasn’t that mediocre disciple who lingered at the first layer of the Flexible Spirit Period anymore.
Lin Xuan began to pull out more talismans from his chest. He didn’t use his own qi to cast spells because while his progress had been significant, it was too short a time; his power was still three layers behind the opponent’s, and so his qi would be weaker. In a spell duel, technique was merely an auxiliary; what mattered most was the depth of one's qi. Since he was weaker than the other side, using his own weakness to attack their strength would only lead to death.
Secondly, Lin Xuan had received a spirit artifact, which made his focus different from ordinary disciples. He knew only a few spells.
To defeat a strong enemy, one must avoid their strengths and exploit their weaknesses. Compared to Yan Tianheng, what were his advantages? More talismans.
They could be used instantly with minimal qi consumption, making them invaluable against stronger opponents.
As for the Ice Needle Technique and spirit artifact—these were his trump cards. Since this had turned into a long-term battle, he couldn’t afford to reveal his bottom card so easily.
Having made a rough plan of his situation and how to fight, Lin Xuan remained calm and began using talismans to engage in a direct confrontation with the opponent.
Boom, boom, boom…
Explosions echoed non-stop. The battle between cultivators was nothing short of intense. Yan Tianheng was both shocked and angry. Although he was at the peak of the Flexible Spirit Period, mid-grade spells were no trivial matter; his qi consumption was increasing rapidly, and his magical power was dropping quickly. But the opponent’s talismans seemed inexhaustible. If this continued…