"Father?"
Upon hearing her fatherâs voice again, Lu Zhiwei was slightly distracted.
Father also came to the Spirit Field?
Instinctively, she wanted to look around for Lu Pingâs figure.
"Donât look around, I wonât show myself."
Lu Pingâs voice came again: "First deal with this Insect King."
"Okay."
Lu Zhiwei nodded obediently, thinking that her father was watching this battle, possibly nearby, her heart eased a lot.
Actually, the Insect Kingâs attack just now left her a bit apprehensive.
Although her cultivation surpassed the Insect King, and logically, she wouldnât fail here, she hadnât fought for many years, becoming rusty in techniques and body.
Being injured by an insect due to negligence was quite possible.
Studying is like rowing a boat upstream; if you stop moving forward, you fall back.
Cultivation is the same.
As Lu Pingâs youngest daughter, the youngest elder of the Cyan Mountain Sect, Lu Zhiwei had decent talent, with Gold and Wood Dual Spirit Roots, even surpassing Lu Ping, who had Three Spirit Roots.
Her main Spirit Root was gold, and her primary cultivation technique was a gold attribute technique, namely the Golden Palace Sword Technique, known for high output.
Before losing her Dao Heart, Lu Zhiwei cultivated diligently, worthy of her talent, with good understanding.
Even as the youngest, she quickly caught up with her elder brothers, reaching the Ninth-Layer Qi Cultivation.
With one or two Foundation Establishment Pills, she could smoothly establish her Foundation.
However, her luck ran out once, coupled with a significant psychological burden during secluded cultivation for Foundation Establishment, fearing failure and disappointing the sect, which greatly affected her, ultimately leading to failure.
Subsequently, her lost Dao Heart left her discouraged in her cultivation path.
Now, with Lu Pingâs help, Lu Zhiwei regained her Dao Heart, her mindset changing significantly, slowly becoming once more the potential-filled, Dao-pursuing female cultivator she once was.
In the following battle, Lu Zhiwei became more cautious and steady, avoiding further mistakes, executing the killing move âCloud Chasing Flying Swordâ from the Golden Palace Sword Technique.
Magical power surged from her meridians, pouring into the Zhaoyun Sword, supported by the gold attribute techniqueâs energy, Lu Zhiwei unemotionally swung her sword, slicing through the azure sky.
This move was swift and resolute, with insight, she had already predicted the Insect Kingâs movement trajectory, precisely cutting in front of it.
The Insect King was shocked, instinctively dodging, but there was a sharp crack, a sound of shattered hard shell.
Its scythe-like front arm was severed by a sword, blood spilling on the spot.
Lu Zhiwei pressed her advantage, launching another consecutive killing move.
With one front limb severed, its combat power greatly reduced, the Insect King wasnât reckless, retaining some reason, disregarding its brutality, violently flapping its wings, turning to flee away from the Spirit Field.
As a result, Lu Zhiweiâs sword strike hit nothing but air.
"Donât let it escape."
Lu Pingâs voice came at this moment.
Seeing the Insect King unable to resist choosing to flee, Lu Ping didnât intend to let the tiger return to the mountain.
An injured Insect King was still dangerous, who could ensure it wouldnât return to devour the Spirit Rice?
Leaving an Insect King within the Cyan Mountain Sect also endangered the disciplesâ safety.
There were some Second and Third-Layer Qi Cultivation disciples within the Cyan Mountain Sect.
There were also a dozen or so commoners busy with sect affairs, whose safety the sect had to ensure.
"Understood, Father."
Lu Zhiwei responded, controlling her Flying Sword to pursue the Insect King.
As the daughter of a Golden Core Ancestor like Lu Ping, Lu Zhiwei wasnât limited to gold attribute techniques alone.
Lu Ping had actually taught her quite a few techniques.
Body techniques and other types, Lu Zhiwei had learned one or two, and their tiers werenât low.
Meanwhile, Song Minghui, Zhang Nianchuan, and some sect disciples, hearing the sounds of battle, had gathered near the Spirit Field.
Seeing Lu Zhiwei pursuing a wounded Insect King, they exchanged a glance and quickly understood the situation, immediately assisting in driving and intercepting, helping Lu Zhiwei.
Seeing this, Lu Ping was finally at ease.
With a few disciples and Lu Zhiwei dealing with a wounded Insect King, if they still couldnât kill it, Lu Ping would have been furious.
Fortunately, Lu Zhiwei and the others didnât drive Lu Ping mad.
After just a moment, the Insect King, under their encirclement, had nowhere to escape, repeatedly shrieking, hit by several Flying Swords, its body cut into segments, scattered within the Spirit Field, ultimately becoming nutrients for the soil.
The insect threat thus ended.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Li Ziqi and Zuo Luo showing relieved smiles.
[Insect Threat Cleared]
Lu Ping was considering instructing Lu Zhiwei and the others to thoroughly search the Spirit Field for any lingering Mantis Locust remnants when the system provided this prompt.
Since the system had spoken, further searching the Spirit Field was unnecessary.
However, after this fuss, the scattered Spirit Rice in the field needed organizing.
Fortunately, Spirit Rice has strong vitality, so it wasnât much of a problem.
"Zhiwei, keep the pair of scythe arms from the Mantis Locust; theyâre excellent refining materials."
Hearing Lu Pingâs communication, Lu Zhiwei searched the Spirit Field, quickly finding the Mantis Locustâs scythe-like front arms.
"Father, are you going to use this for artifact refining?"
Looking at the scythe arms in her hands, Lu Zhiwei followed up with a question.
The material was hard and well-preserved, with a length comparable to a sword. It indeed made a good choice for artifact refining.
With her artifact refining mastery, creating two Tier One Middle Grade Spiritual Artifacts from it was feasible.
However, Lu Zhiwei wasnât currently thinking about artifact refining. She looked around, unable to find Lu Pingâs figure, feeling a bit disappointed.
Did Father not show up for some unspeakable reason?
Lu Zhiwei wondered but didnât ask.
Not seeing Father wasnât a problem as long as he was well.
"Yes."
Lu Ping replied simply: "Among the Mantis Locust, only this pair of scythe arms is worthy of attention. Refining them into a Magical Sword or Tier One Spiritual Artifact is a good choice."
Speaking of which, Lu Ping couldnât help but chuckle.
In his prime, Tier One Spiritual Artifacts might not have caught his eye, let alone these scythe arms.
However, with the Cyan Mountain Sectâs treasury empty and Spiritual Artifacts sparse, even adding one more piece was invaluable really, leaving no room for pickiness.
"Deal with it as soon as you can. After refining, you can store it in the sectâs treasury for disciples to exchange, or keep it for yourself."
"If nothing else, selling it to exchange for some Spirit Stones to subsidize the sect would be great. A Tier One Middle Grade Spiritual Artifact is worth about a hundred Spirit Stones. Although not many, Spirit Stones are always useful to the sect."
"Understood. Iâll refine it as soon as possible within these two days."
Lu Zhiwei nodded, wondering when her father had become so frugal. His extravagant spending in Lushan County had often earned him the title of a âfoolish spenderâ behind his back.
Even at the Cyan Mountain Sect, a âwealthyâ Ancestor was known.