I Just Won't Play By The Book Chapter 132

“Wang Yanqing lost?”

“Yes.” Wu Qingce cupped his hands and replied.

“The two of them exchanged a few moves.”

In the earlier matches, Mu Jiuri had defeated his opponents with a single move. Not a single disciple from a righteous sects could survive a single round when fighting Mu Jiuri. However, Wang Yanqing was still a level 3 great mystic practitioner. He should not have lost so badly.

“The two of them fought for more than 20 rounds. In the end, Wang Yanqing…” Wu Qingce paused for a moment before continuing, “was defeated by Mu Jiuri with a yellow grade cultivation technique.”

“Yellow grade cultivation technique!”

Jiang Beiran was slightly surprised.

Just like how magical items had grades, cultivation methods naturally had grades as well. Most of the cultivation methods practiced by the disciples were divided into tier 1 to tier 5. Although they were divided into five tiers, ordinary cultivation methods did not have any significant difference. Therefore, most of the disciples would choose the cultivation technique was suitable for them to cultivate.

However, once the cultivation method broke through tier 5 and reached the yellow grade, there would be a qualitative change.

This qualitative change was not only in the power of the cultivation method, but also in its uniqueness. It would often unleash unexpected attacks, which were extremely powerful.

However, if one wanted to cultivate a yellow grade cultivation method, just having a background and family background was not enough. This was because if one's talent was not enough, one would not be able to cultivate

it.

Therefore, Jiang Beiran, who was at the bottom level, had rarely seen anyone used a yellow grade cultivation method. He did not expect that there would be one in today's Gathering of Young Heroes.

“Geniuses really do whatever they want…”

Sighing in his heart, Jiang Beiran asked, “What kind of yellow grade cultivation method is it?”

“According to the Sect Master, Mu Jiuri's cultivation technique is called Ten Thousand Phantoms. It's a middle tier yellow grade cultivation method. Every time he makes a move, there will be countless phantoms, and no one knows how to defend against it.”

“Phantoms…”

Jiang Beiran nodded after hearing it. “Do you really want to defeat him?”

“Yes!” Wu Qingce nodded firmly.

Jiang Beiran didn't say anything after hearing it. He directly took out a medicinal pill that was emitting green mystic energy from his storage ring.

“Do you still remember that Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill I gave you last time only had 30% of its medicinal strength?”

“Yes.”

“This one has 70% of its medicinal strength. I originally wanted to give it to you after you broke through a few more times, but it seems like you can't wait anymore.”

Wu Qingce immediately bowed and said, “Thank you, Brother Jiang!”

“Don't thank me yet. The reason why I wanted to give it later was because I was worried that your weak body wouldn't be able to withstand its medicinal strength. So, are you sure… that you want to take it now?”

Actually, Jiang Beiran had some thoughts when he took out this 70% power Thunder Flame Body Tempering Pill. Firstly, he did not expect that Mu Jiuri, as a great mystic practitioner, had already cultivated a yellow grade cultivation method. This was simply unbelievable. He did not want to watch his little brother being beaten up by a cheating player.

Secondly, he felt that the righteous sects and the demonic cults were about to make a big move. The disciple who managed to get first place in this Gathering of Young Heroes might receive even greater benefits than he had imagined

Therefore, despite the risk, Jiang Beiran decided to give Wu Qingce a choice since he had a fervent desire to win.

“Yes!” Wu Qingce answered without hesitation.

Hearing the expected answer from Wu Qingce, Jiang Beiran nodded and said, “Come with me.”

Jiang Beiran brought Wu Qingce to a high slope. He took out eight Scarlet Sun Stones and set up an Eight Yang Formation on the ground. Then, he sprinkled the spirit powder made from Moyun Flower and the petals of winter daphne in the formation.

When the Scarlet Sun Stone gradually heated up, Jiang Beiran took out a pot of red wine and poured it on it.

With a sizzling sound, a silver-gray mystic energy filled with the fragrance of wine rose from the Eight Yang Formation.

Just as the mystic energy was about to spread out, Jiang Beiran placed four heavenly heroic formation flags on four directions, locking the smell and mystic energy inside the formation.

“I wonder when I will be able to set up the formation as easily as Brother Jiang…”

Looking at Jiang Beiran setting up the formation skillfully, Wu Qingce was envy. He had learned formation for two years. Every time he set up formations, he would use an astrolabe to determine the direction, and sometimes he would even take out a ruler to measure it. However, he would still make mistakes frequently.

However, his senior brother seemed to be able to easily activate the formation every time.

“No matter how many times I look at it, I still feel that Brother Jiang is really amazing…'

After setting up the Eight Yang Formation, Jiang Beiran walked to the position of the core of the formation. No matter what kind of formation was set up, the most important thing was always the core of the formation. The items used to act as the core of the formation were never fixed. This was because placing different treasures in the core of the formation, it would produce completely different effects.

Therefore, there would never be the best formation core, only the most suitable formation core.

Jiang Beiran placed the Eight Yang Formation in order to strengthen Wu Qingce's essence, qi, and spirit. This could increase his chances of withstanding the medicinal effects. Therefore, using treasures that could increase qi and blood as the formation core was the best.

“The shell of the Yan Tuo Turtle is a good choice, but I didn't bring it…”

Just as Jiang Beiran was thinking of a replacement, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Under Wu Qingce's curious gaze, Jiang Beiran took the Ruyi Fortune Bucket in his hand.

He offered the incense as he did before.

Then, he took the Ruyi Fortune Bucket and shook it three times. Then, a green-glowing fortune stick fell out.

However, it didn't go so smoothly this time. He only threw out the yin and yang at the third time.

No matter what, the ceremony had already been completed. Jiang Beiran held the shimmering green stick. Just as he was about to shout “change”, a light suddenly flashed past and he changed his words.

“Ruyi, Ruyi, follow my heart!”

In the next second, the green stick turned into a red and black turtle shell. It was exactly the Yan Tuo Turtle shell that Jiang Beiran wanted.

“It's done!”

Jiang Beiran clearly remembered Sect Master Guan telling him one day that the Ruyi Fortune Bucket would grant any request without any restriction.

Therefore, Jiang Beiran could ask anything from it.

“It's too powerful…”

Although Jiang Beiran had not seen many yellow grade magical items, this Ruyi Fortune Bucket was definitely the most useful one to him. He knew everything, and it could provide everything “Amazing!”

However, Jiang Beiran was curious again. What would happen if he turned the stick into charcoal and burned it?

Although Sect Master Guan didn't say it, after he turned the stick into a Scale-armored Cloak last time, he turned it back into a stick and put it back into the bucket.

Then, if he burned the stick into charcoal, would it mean that there was one less stick in the bucket?

“Hmm…”

Jiang Beiran picked up the Ruyi Fortune Bucket and looked at it for a while, thinking that he might as well ask Sect Master Guan tomorrow. “Come here.”

Putting away the Ruyi Fortune Bucket, Jiang Beiran waved at Wu Qingce.

Chapter end