From a loser to an immortal sage

Chapter 234 Secret Manual of Glory: Xiao Yao's Peak Standing

The old man approached step by step, and with each step he took, my heart pounded violently.

His surging spiritual energy pressed down on me like a tsunami, making it almost impossible for me to breathe.

The air inside the library seemed to have solidified, so heavy it was suffocating.

Space began to distort, and the ancient books on the bookshelves trembled and emitted low, mournful sounds, as if they were lamenting the impending battle.

"Little girl, obediently hand over the secret manual, and I may give you a quick death!" The old man's voice was as loud as a bell, making my eardrums buzz.

He slowly raised his withered hand, and in his palm, a dazzling white light gradually condensed, radiating a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.

I gritted my teeth, trying to suppress the suffocating pressure.

The lotus trembled slightly in my hand, emitting a faint golden light, as if responding to my determination.

I know I can't back down, I must fight!

"Dream on!" I roared, channeling all my spiritual power into the lotus flower.

The lotus flower suddenly shone brightly, and the golden light transformed into a barrier, firmly protecting me within it.

"Overestimating yourself!" The old man sneered, and the white light in his palm suddenly burst forth, transforming into a sharp bolt of lightning that struck my golden barrier.

With a loud bang, the golden and white lights collided violently, bursting out with dazzling light.

I felt a powerful impact coming towards me, and my body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.

My internal organs felt like they had shifted, and a metallic sweetness rose in my throat, which I forced myself not to vomit.

I struggled to get up from the ground, my vision blurred and my ears ringing.

I felt as if my body was being torn apart; the intense pain made it almost impossible for me to breathe.

I tried to steady myself, but the old man in front of me appeared like a ghost in an instant.

A greedy glint shone in his cold eyes, and a cruel smile curled at the corner of his mouth…

"Do you think this will stop me?"

His withered fingers, like eagle claws, carried a sharp, swift force, aiming straight for my throat.

I instinctively leaned back, barely dodging the fatal blow.

However, the old man's attacks did not stop. He moved like lightning, and his moves were ruthless, each strike aimed at my vital points.

My golden barrier teetered precariously under his attack, as if it would shatter at any moment.

I endured the excruciating pain and continuously mobilized the spiritual energy within my body to maintain the stability of the barrier.

I know that once the barrier breaks, I will be powerless to resist.

The old man's speed increased and his attacks became more and more fierce. I felt that my body had reached its limit.

"Little girl, I've seen through your defensive weaknesses. You're doomed!" The old man's chilling voice rang in my ears like a death knell.

As soon as he finished speaking, I felt a powerful force concentrate on a single point of my barrier.

That point of golden light flickered violently, as if it might collapse at any moment.

My heart sank, and a feeling of despair welled up inside me.

The air around me grew increasingly oppressive, and the sense of danger intensified. I felt as if I were trapped in a giant spider web, unable to move.

The old man's figure flickered before my eyes, like a deadly ghost, sending chills down my spine.

I am not willing to die like this!

I desperately circulated the spiritual energy within my body, trying to repair the weaknesses in the barrier.

Various spells from the immortal manuals kept flashing through my mind as I searched for a way to counter them.

"Break!" the old man roared, and the white light in his hand suddenly intensified, striking the barrier's weak point hard.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the golden light barrier finally shattered.

I felt a powerful impact coming towards me, and my body flew backward again, crashing heavily to the ground.

"It's over!" The old man approached step by step, his eyes flashing with bloodlust.

I struggled to stand up, but found myself unable to move.

My vision blurred, and my consciousness began to fade.

"The secret manual... is mine now..." The old man stretched out his withered hand and grabbed at the lotus flower in my hand.

"Don't even think about it!" I used the last bit of strength to hold the lotus tightly in my hand.

"Hmph! A desperate struggle!" The old man sneered, tightening his grip on the lotus flower, trying to snatch it from my hand.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flashed into my mind...

"You think... you really won?" I uttered weakly.

The old man paused slightly, a mixture of suspicion and greed on his face.

Those around me were also slightly taken aback by this seemingly weak rebuttal, and several pairs of eyes turned to me simultaneously.

I took a deep breath and tried to steady myself. Although I was exhausted, the fire in my heart burned even brighter.

"Forbidden Technique, Heavenly Thunder Soul Devouring!" I silently chanted, gathering all my spiritual power in my dantian, and then suddenly unleashed it.

Instantly, a powerful energy surged from my body, transforming into a massive bolt of lightning that struck the old man.

"What!" the old man exclaimed in surprise. He quickly mobilized his spiritual power in an attempt to defend against the sudden attack.

However, the power of the heavenly lightning far exceeded his imagination. The shield he had managed to hold up was shattered in an instant, and a powerful electric current spread rapidly along his meridians, causing him unbearable pain.

"Damn it!" the old man roared, his body involuntarily retreating backward.

A strong sense of accomplishment welled up inside me, and my eyes became even more determined.

I continued to control the heavenly lightning, relentlessly pursuing the old man and forcing him to retreat step by step.

Inside the library, everyone's attention was drawn to this breathtaking scene, and they all exclaimed in amazement.

Master Ziyang and Fairy Feiyu looked shocked, while Elder Moyun's Youmeng's eyes widened, her gaze filled with a strange excitement.

"Impossible!" the old man roared, trying to forcefully reverse the situation, but his body was already swaying and he was clearly powerless to change the outcome.

I watched the old man's disheveled state with a cold eye, and a strong sense of satisfaction welled up inside me.

The power of the heavenly lightning gradually weakened, but the old man had lost the ability to resist. He huddled in a corner, his breathing heavy and rapid.

"You...you actually know forbidden techniques..." The old man's tone was filled with disbelief.

I gave a soft, cold laugh, gripped the lotus flower in my hand, and said with piercing eyes, "This is just the beginning. You didn't lose unjustly."

The old man's body trembled, as if he understood something.

I said coldly, word by word, "Now, it's your turn."

Just then, I sensed a powerful force gathering behind me, ready to be unleashed.

I slowly turned around and saw Ling Feng standing behind me, holding a dagger that gleamed with a cold light.

A sinister smile curled at the corner of his lips. "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind," he sneered. "This secret manual will ultimately be mine."

My heart sank, and a chill ran from the soles of my feet straight to the top of my head.

I never expected that after defeating the old man, I would have to face a new enemy.

I endured the excruciating pain in my body and tried my best to gather my spiritual power to prepare for battle.

However, at that moment, a golden light descended from the sky, blasting Ling Feng away.

I looked up and saw Wen Chen's figure appear at the entrance of the Scripture Pavilion. His eyes were cold and he exuded a powerful aura.

"Who dares to touch her!" Wen Chen's voice echoed like thunder throughout the Sutra Repository.

Ling Feng scrambled to his feet, looking disheveled.

Wen Chen walked up to me and asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

I shook my head and forced a smile: "I'm fine."

Wen Chen's gaze swept over everyone present, finally landing on Elder Mo Yun: "Elder Mo Yun, this manual is now mine."

Elder Mo Yun nodded and solemnly announced, "From this day forward, this immortal technique manual belongs to Xiao Yao!"

Thunderous applause erupted inside the Scripture Pavilion, and my name was sung throughout the entire cultivation world.

Standing in the center of the crowd, feeling the cheers and admiration of everyone, my heart was filled with joy and pride.

"Xiao Yao, are you ready?" Wen Chen's voice rang in my ears.

I looked up and met Wen Chen's deep gaze: "Ready?"

"Then, let's begin." Wen Chen reached out, took my hand, and led me deeper into the Scripture Pavilion...

“Wait,” I stopped and turned to look at everyone, “I have one more thing to do before the special training.” My gaze fell on Ling Feng, a cold smile curving my lips…