I cultivate the Chaos Technique

Chapter 156 Ganoderma Lucidum Acquired

In the heart of this misty forest, various forces were embroiled in a frenzied battle over the ancient Ganoderma lucidum. Spiritual energy crisscrossed, magical artifacts whistled through the air, and shouts of battle mingled with explosions, causing the trees of this ancient forest to tremble and their branches to fall in a rustling sound.

Amidst the chaotic battle, Zhang Yifan remained calm and clear-headed. He knew that panicking now would lead to utter destruction. Relying on the abundant spiritual power gained from breaking through the bottleneck of the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm, and the unique and extraordinary advantage of the Nine-Turn Nascent Soul's spiritual power circulation, he nimbly weaved through the crowd like a nimble fish, skillfully dodging one deadly attack after another.

His eyes were sharp as an eagle's, constantly monitoring the changing battle situation and searching for any possible opening. Whenever an attack came at him, he could use his exquisite control of the Xuanqing Sword Technique to unleash perfectly timed sword moves to defend himself. The crisscrossing sword energy, while unable to inflict fatal damage on many enemies, bought him precious time to evade.

In the heart of the chaotic battle, the soft light emanating from the ancient Ganoderma lucidum was like a beacon in the darkness, drawing the crowd to it like moths to a flame. However, they were unaware that Zhang Yifan had already quietly set his sights on a weak point on the edge of the battle. There, several rogue cultivators were locked in a fierce fight over a magical artifact, oblivious to everything else and completely unaware of the commotion behind them.

Seizing the opportunity, Zhang Yifan flashed forward, moving silently in that direction like a ghost. His speed was incredible; he lightly touched the ground, kicking up a fallen leaf, and in an instant, he was behind the rogue cultivators. At this moment, the rogue cultivators were still engrossed in the struggle for the magical treasures, completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Zhang Yifan's eyes were resolute, without the slightest hesitation. His arm muscles bulged slightly as he gripped the longsword tightly, then swung it violently. In an instant, an incomparably sharp sword aura erupted, tearing through the sky like lightning!

The sword energy hurtled forward with a whooshing sound, tearing the air apart wherever it passed. It contained incredibly powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, as unstoppable as a surging, turbulent sea.

Those previously aggressive rogue cultivators were caught completely off guard by such a terrifying attack, unable to react in time. A loud "bang" resounded as the sword energy slammed into them.

These rogue cultivators were violently shaken, as if struck by a heavy hammer, and flew backward with screams. They crashed heavily to the ground, spitting out blood, and the magical weapons they tightly gripped flew out of their hands due to the enormous impact, scattering haphazardly to the side. In the blink of an eye, these rogue cultivators were severely injured and completely incapacitated to continue fighting.

After easily defeating his enemy, Zhang Yifan found the road ahead clear and unobstructed. He looked closely and saw the long-desired ancient Ganoderma lucidum growing quietly not far away, just inches away from him.

Overwhelmed with excitement, Zhang Yifan took a deep breath and began to fully mobilize the spiritual energy within his body. As his thoughts turned, the spiritual energy in his dantian surged forth like a wild horse, rapidly circulating throughout his body along his meridians.

Just as he was about to successfully harvest the Ganoderma lucidum, suddenly, an incredibly powerful force swept in from the side. Zhang Yifan's heart tightened, and he knew something was wrong, so he quickly dodged to the side.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a cultivator dressed in a magnificent robe who had quietly appeared at some point. This person had a cold face and sinister eyes, clearly having long coveted this ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and had been secretly waiting for an opportunity to act. Now that he saw Zhang Yifan about to succeed, he finally couldn't hold back and made an attempt to stop him, trying to seize this rare treasure for himself.

The cultivator held a staff radiating multicolored light, its tip inlaid with a massive spirit crystal. With each swing, powerful beams of magical light shot towards Zhang Yifan. Zhang Yifan's eyes sharpened; he dodged the attack to the side while simultaneously unleashing the ultimate move from the Xuanqing Sword Art—"Clear Wind Breaks the Clouds"—with his longsword. A dazzling white sword aura shot forth from the sword, like a roaring dragon, directly piercing the opponent's magical light.

With a deafening roar, sword energy and magical light collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a powerful surge of spiritual energy. The surrounding air seemed to be instantly torn apart, creating visible ripples. Using this momentum, Zhang Yifan moved like lightning, rushing towards the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum.

At this moment, the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum was almost within reach. Zhang Yifan reached out, about to claim this precious treasure. However, just as his fingers were about to touch the Ganoderma lucidum, an invisible barrier suddenly appeared, repelling him. Zhang Yifan was startled; he realized that this ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum must have its own defense mechanism to prevent others from easily stealing it.

But Zhang Yifan was not discouraged. He calmed down and carefully observed the barrier. He discovered that although the spiritual energy fluctuations on the barrier were strong, they were slightly weak at certain points. An idea struck him, and he immediately mobilized the power of his Nine Revolutions Nascent Soul, concentrating his spiritual energy at a single point and thrusting it fiercely at the weak point of the barrier.

With a crisp "crack," a crack finally appeared in the barrier under his attack. Zhang Yifan was overjoyed at the sight. He seized this hard-won opportunity, reached out again, and with a forceful grab, finally managed to hold the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma in his hand.

The moment Zhang Yifan grasped the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, he felt a surge of powerful and pure spiritual energy flow into his body through his arm. This spiritual energy was incredibly strong, yet exceptionally gentle, like a clear spring nourishing his meridians and internal organs. He was filled with excitement and joy; after countless hardships, he had finally obtained the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum he had dreamed of.

However, Zhang Yifan didn't bask in his joy for long. He knew that although he had obtained the Ganoderma lucidum, the surrounding enemies wouldn't let him off easily. He quickly stored the ten-thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum in a specially made storage magic item to ensure its safety. Then, he gripped his longsword tightly, warily surveying his surroundings, preparing to deal with any attacks that might come next.

As expected, the cultivators and rogue cultivators who had lost their target, after a brief moment of astonishment, all turned their attention to Zhang Yifan. Their eyes were filled with anger and resentment, as if Zhang Yifan had stolen all their hope. A series of fierce attacks swept towards Zhang Yifan once more, intending to kill him on the spot and reclaim the ten-thousand-year-old spirit mushroom.

Seeing this, Zhang Yifan inwardly cried out in alarm. He knew that with his current strength, it would be extremely difficult to deal with so many enemies simultaneously. But he did not back down in the slightest; his eyes revealed a firm determination, ready to rely on his wisdom and strength to fight his way out of this desperate situation.