Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan Chapter 2142 1541: Victory or Defeat

"Fellow Daoist, how did you know the red-robed cultivator would emerge victorious?" Fu Chengguang inquired, his own anticipation having been defied by the final outcome.

Li Zhirui's gaze held a flicker of remembrance as he responded, "Because when my own cultivation was less advanced and my strength not yet formidable, such subtle tactics were also my forte, frequently employed."

Individuals possessing the Water-Wood Spiritual Root often encounter a disadvantage, finding their Divine Power and spell attacks less potent compared to other Spiritual Roots, potentially leaving them vulnerable before a major confrontation even begins.

Nonetheless, the cultivation world is rife with peril, and a smooth path is rare. Strength serves as a crucial shield. Therefore, cultivators with these specific Spiritual Roots, when facing adversaries of equal standing in crucial battles, tend to meticulously prepare to deliver a decisive, fatal blow.

Thus, viewing the situation from an external viewpoint, Li Zhirui observed the discreet spellcasting and the imperceptible seeds planted by the cultivator, deducing that a strategy was being meticulously laid, a killing move that would determine the victor being patiently brewed.

However, the potency of the ultimate Secret Technique surpassed Li Zhirui's expectations somewhat. He hadn't foreseen it possessing such terrifying might, appearing to approach the very threshold of the Earth Immortal Realm.

Furthermore, signs indicated the other party was losing control, with Qi threatening to leak, suggesting the Secret Technique might not have been entirely perfected.

Given the opportunity, Li Zhirui harbored a desire to negotiate with that individual for some Spirit Seeds, ideally acquiring the Secret Technique itself.

"I understand now!" Fu Chengguang exclaimed, suddenly grasping the situation, marveling at his own oversight in forgetting that the person before him was also exceptionally skilled in Wood-Attribute Divine Power!

Meanwhile, a short distance away, the second bout of the wager duel was poised to commence!

Having suffered a loss in the first round, the Human Immortal cultivator representing the Loose Cultivators appeared to be under considerable duress, visibly tense.

"Relax, don't let the pressure weigh you down. Even if you lose, no one will hold it against you," an Earth Immortal offered words of comfort.

The cultivator felt an immense burden, for victory in this round would bring the wager duel to an immediate conclusion!

A loss, conversely, would necessitate another battle.

"Chin up, just give it your all!"

Another individual, noticing his strain, offered gentle encouragement.

"The second round of the wager duel commences now!"

With the pronouncements from the arbiters of both sides, the two Human Immortals stepped onto the dueling ground, their contest about to unfold.

"Fellow Daoist, who do you foresee winning this time?" Fu Chengguang posed the identical question.

Li Zhirui's response mirrored his previous one, a simple shake of his head signifying his inability to predict the outcome just yet.

Seemingly having learned from the preceding duel, both Human Immortal cultivators adopted an extremely cautious approach. The ensuing combat lacked intensity, leaving the spectators feeling profoundly bored, an atmosphere bordering on somnolence.

"Excessive caution can lead to errors, yet it also depends on the opponent's capacity to seize opportunities, thereby laying the foundation for victory," Li Zhirui commented softly, a slight frown creasing his brow.

"So, Fellow Daoist, you favor the Loose Cultivator Sword Cultivator?"

"Barring unforeseen circumstances, he should secure this round."

The surrounding cultivators, unable to discern the conversation between the two, unconsciously disregarded their presence.

This was a minor technique involving Restrictions, skillfully employed by Fu Chengguang.

As moments ticked by, the duel between the two combatants drew towards its conclusion. With mounting tension, the Sect cultivator grew increasingly anxious, while the Sword Cultivator had seemingly found his tranquility, beginning to seek the opportune moment to claim victory.

"Now is the time!"

Due to the opponent's hesitation, his reluctance to commit decisively, his spell cast a fraction of a second too late, the Sword Cultivator seized the inspiration to launch a swift, decisive sword strike.

Swoosh—

A glint of cold steel forced an immediate dodge, but his subsequent maneuver was anticipated by the Sword Cultivator, who moved faster, raising his long sword to aim directly at the opponent's vital throat.

"I concede!" The cultivator's expression shifted, unable to regain his composure for a considerable period, but he eventually uttered the words with evident reluctance.

The Sword Cultivator promptly sheathed his weapon, offering a slight bow, "Thank you for granting me the victory!"

"Oh, oh, oh—"

"We've won!"

The faction of Loose Cultivators erupted in jubilation and fervent enthusiasm, as though the Pure Spirit Grass had already been secured.

Conversely, the Three Mysterious Sect's side displayed a touch of disappointment, though their overall morale remained largely undiminished.

"I have failed you, esteemed teachers and fellow disciples of the Sect, I apologize," the cultivator expressed his regret with a heavy heart upon his return.

"It is inconsequential; triumphs and failures are part of the journey."

With the outcome settled, there was no benefit in lingering on the past; the crucial focus was on the forthcoming contests!

Before long, two cultivators, both at the Earth Immortal stage, soared forth from the assembled masses.

"Wang Qingshan!"

"Zhao Hongyun!"

The combatants solemnly declared their names, and after exchanging respectful salutations, an atmosphere of amicable calm prevailed.

"It is actually those two! This wagered battle promises to be a truly breathtaking spectacle!"

"Indeed? Are you acquainted with these two esteemed seniors, Fellow Daoist?"

"Naturally! While these two are only late-stage Earth Immortals, each possesses a history of overcoming numerous adversaries. Most significantly, they are both equipped with a formidable Secret Technique, rendering the ultimate victor uncertain until the very conclusion."

"It certainly seems this wagered duel will prove to be exceptionally thrilling."

...

Among the assembled cultivators from both factions, a considerable number recognized their identities, igniting murmurs of anticipation and transforming the atmosphere into a hubbub of excitement. Even the observing Earth Immortals wore expressions of profound gravity and solemnity.

"Let the third round of the wagered duel commence!"