Chapter 1488 – That’s What I Think
Back at Roan’s side, he took out a wooden sword from the Dimensional Realm. If one looked closely, one would be able to see that it was none other than the sword he used back in the Varen Tribe. Then again, he never had a reason to throw them away. Plus, he did use them now and then. A good example was Rafatia and Luan, who used them before Rean forged real swords. Since the girl in front of him was only at the Middle Stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, he didn’t need anything better than that. “First, let me see your skills so that I can feel how you control your Yin Energy.”
Magali looked at Roan’s wooden sword and couldn’t help but get angry. “I know your cultivation is much higher than mine, but you don’t need to try and humiliate me with that.”
Roan then looked at his wooden sword before looking back at Magali, saying in response, “I don’t see any problem with this sword, though. Could it be that you want one as well?”
Magali immediately shook her head after that. “Forget it!” She then took her own weapon out. Her hand reached behind her head before a hairpin that held her hair came out. Naturally, her hair fell as a result.
Roan wasn’t surprised by that since he could tell that the hairpin wasn’t normal from the very start.
Suddenly, the hairpin began to float in front of Magali before Water Element and Yin Energy gathered. Of course, Magali was the one gathering Water Element and Yin Energy, not the hairpin. It’s just that the hairpin seemed to help Magali in controlling those two.
Magali knew she couldn’t possibly win against an Elemental Transformation Realm cultivator like Roan. However, it was then that Roan did something she didn’t expect. “Y-Your cultivation! It’s dropping!”
She was right. Roan suppressed his cultivation all the way down to the realm she was at, Middle Stage Nascent Soul Realm. “What’s the point in overwhelming you with pure raw strength? I told you I want to get a feel of your control over Yin Energy. Fighting you at the same level is the best way to do so.”
“B-But… what about the wooden sword? It will be useless if you don’t use your cultivation advantage,” Magali could not help but ask in response.
Well, those words only made Roan snort. “Hmph! You’re thinking too highly of yourself. I took this wooden sword exactly because it’s perfect. Now, stop wasting time and let’s begin.”
Magali only became furious when he heard that. Now that Roan was fighting at the same level, didn’t that mean he completely underestimated her with that wooden sword? “I won’t hold back.”
*Pah!*
*Pow!*
*Bang!*
*Boom!*
*Crash!*
Well… let’s just say that a wooden sword was indeed more than enough to deal with Magali.
Seeing the girl full of bruises by the corner, Roan put his wooden sword away before looking at Magali’s mother. The woman thought about stopping Roan at some point. However, she could also tell that Roan wasn’t trying to cause any lasting damage to her. Well, except the damage to her pride, that is. “You’re right. Her cultivation technique must be in a pretty bad state for her control over Yin Energy and Water Element to be this ridiculously flawed. I refuse to believe she’s that weak on her own. By the way, I forgot to ask. What’s your name?”
Magali’s mother sighed as she said, “Just call me Sanga.” She then took the cultivation technique out of her spatial ring. “Take a look for yourself, and you’ll understand.”
With that, Roan caught the technique that was written inside a jade slip and began to read. Yes, he didn’t even bother to help Magali get up or anything like that. In the end, it was Sanga that helped her daughter get up again. At the same time, Sanga looked at Roan, thinking to herself, ‘Impressive. Even though Magali’s cultivation technique is flawed, he still won against her with that. Not only that, but it looked like it was just a one-sided fight. Technique alone can’t make up for it.’
Magali, feeling pain all over her boy, finally got up with Sanga’s help. Well, one could imagine her angry she was. Roan cared so little about her that he didn’t pay attention to the places he hit at all. The bruises were literally located everywhere in her body. She then looked at her mother before using Divine Sense, telling her, ‘Mom, why didn’t you stop him? Look at me. Even my breasts are all purple. And my face! My face!’
‘Stop complaining already,’ Sanga didn’t seem to care that much. ‘You’re a cultivator, and he didn’t use any technique whatsoever. As long as you focus your Divine Energy, you can heal yourself pretty quickly. You have Water Element Affinity, after all. What matters at the moment is whether he can help fix your technique or not.’
Sanga was right. As soon as Magali got up, she began to use her Water Element healing skills to recover from all the bruises. It’s just that during their battle, Roan had never given her even one opportunity to do it.
The injuries were indeed nothing serious, all superficial. Even though she couldn’t handle a candle to Rean’s healing skills, she was still able to heal those bruises in a few minutes. That showed how light they were. It was all pain, basically.
Suddenly, Roan’s expression turned dark once he was finished reading. “No wonder her control is this bad. No, in fact, with this shit, even the flow of Divine Energy is pretty messed up. Then again, I can also tell why she can’t use another cultivation technique. This thing… it was made for her special constitution, right?”
Sanga was surprised that Roan noticed it that quickly. “You can tell?”
Roan nodded, saying, “I would kill myself if I couldn’t notice that much. Though, can you tell me more about this constitution of hers? It feels like her meridians aren’t where they should be. No, forget it. Let me check it myself.”
After that, he touched Magali’s shoulder, not giving the girl a chance to refuse at all. At the same time, Roan shared his vision of her insides with Rean through their Soul Connection, asking Rean, ‘You’re better at constitutions than I am. What do you think?’
Rean was surprised by what he saw. ‘What do I think? I’m surprised she’s even alive.. That’s what I think.’