Chapter 92: The Spellcaster of Thunder and Fire Dual Cultivation

On this day, Xiao Kaitian was dressed to perfection: a silver-gray bespoke suit by Giorgio Armani, worth one hundred and sixty thousand, a Patek Philippe on his wrist, and a pale-gray Armani shirt beneath it all. He looked strikingly handsome and dashing, so much so that even Guo Lei, who had already long since become “immune” to him, could not help glancing his way more than once.

It had to be said that Xiao Kaitian was, in fact, very tight-fisted when it came to money. Yet he was absolutely a man obsessed with cleanliness and with the image he presented. The clothes he wore had to be bespoke pieces from international luxury brands; his watch, tie, and shoes were all items whose price would be enough to terrify anyone if casually tossed out on the table.

He was equally exacting with his employees. Everyone at Tanabata Media Consulting had two tailored suits from Hermes as their work uniforms, and the staff he recruited were all model-like beauties and handsome men. Thus, merely standing there was enough to give the company an entirely different overall image.

In this respect, Xiao Kaitian’s investment was lavish beyond measure, his spending almost extravagantly generous. Who knew how his mind was wired? Today they were going to a challenge match, and he had dressed in a suit worth well over a hundred thousand. What exactly was he trying to do?

Xiao Kaitian did not know what was going through Guo Lei’s mind. After Guo Lei got into the Porsche Cayenne, he started the car. The venue for the challenge match was still the same public arena as last time, and before long the two of them arrived.

What was different from last time was that the opposing side had not come with Duan Fei alone; Xue Rong had also come. He wanted to keep a close watch and see for himself what on earth was going on with Xiao Kaitian, this impossibly hard-to-kill bastard.

As the actual person in charge of Tanabata Media Consulting, Guo Lei had already gathered information on several notable people in Hai City. She leaned close to Xiao Kaitian’s ear and reported softly, “That man is Xue Rong. He is one of the three great noble families of Hai City, sharing the city’s commercial market with the Du and Tang families. It is said that the power behind him is the Xiao family in the imperial capital.”

Guo Lei did not really know Xiao Kaitian’s true identity, nor did she think to connect the surname. In her eyes, Xiao Kaitian was merely a boss who spent money recklessly yet possessed ideas and ability.

Xiao Kaitian glanced at Xue Rong. Just an ordinary man. So the reason they had come after him was this. Still, judging by the current situation, their attack would proceed through lawful channels, a formal assault against him.

But after he made his move today, it might well change Xiao Zhenglv’s attitude toward him. The methods used against him in the future could become even harsher. Even so, Xiao Kaitian’s lips curved into a faint, teasing smile. His parents’ misfortune likely had something to do with Xiao Zhenglv, and this already irreconcilable conflict did not frighten him just because it arrived early.

There was no need for either side to speak. Xiao Kaitian found a seat and sat down. His gaze swept over Duan Fei and paused slightly. This was a man with a combat power of 282, whose strength was not much weaker than his own.

More crucially, the practitioners of the Hidden Mountain Mystical Gate were skilled in arts and divine techniques, something Xiao Kaitian had never seen before. Last time, he had acted too quickly and knocked Su Lie flat with a single blow. He had no idea what those arts and divine techniques actually looked like.

A trace of anticipation arose in his heart for the battle about to come.

Duan Fei was also resting with his eyes closed. Aside from opening them briefly when Xiao Kaitian entered, he returned to a meditative state. He had not indulged himself for a long time; the pleasure from the previous night was still lingering, and he wanted to savor and ponder it carefully.

As for the match, to him it was like stepping onto a stage and casually making a few gestures. There was nothing to worry about.

When the time came, Duan Fei was the first to fling off the overcoat draped over him, revealing the tight-fitting clothes beneath. He strode toward the center of the arena.

At the sight, Xiao Kaitian smiled faintly as well. He stubbed out the cigarette in his hand and stood up. That single motion made everyone in the arena, except Guo Lei, catch their breath.

Xue Rong’s eyes widened in shock. He tugged at the subordinate beside him. “That man is Xiao Kaitian, right? I’m not seeing things, am I?”

“No, it’s Xiao Kaitian. I have his photo.” The subordinate wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and answered in a trembling voice.

“Wasn’t he supposed to be an idiot? Wasn’t he an idiot?” Xue Rong let out a rough breath and lowered his voice, asking in disbelief, “Why has he come down onto the field? Don’t tell me he’s a martial cultivator.”

The thought was so absurd that Xue Rong could hardly convince even himself. Everything had gone completely beyond his plans and expectations.

“You’re the opponent this time?” Duan Fei frowned. The quality of Xiao Kaitian’s clothes was excellent; he was clearly a young master from a wealthy family. Yet he could not sense the slightest trace of martial cultivation aura from him. Was he coming out here to die?

The challenge match was an arena where death was permitted by default. This was not child’s play.

“Let’s start already. I’m busy.” Xiao Kaitian did not have the time to drag out endless fighting. He was a peaceful, reasonable man. Once he had seen what this world’s martial cultivators’ arts and divine techniques were like, he intended to end the fight. He had no interest in small fry.

“Arrogant!” A flash of light crossed Duan Fei’s eyes. “Since you’ve come to die, don’t blame me.” He immediately drew out a yellow talisman and flicked it into the air. “Heaven and earth without limit, borrow the power of the cosmos!”

With a sudden boom, the talisman transformed into two fireballs. One appeared in each of Duan Fei’s hands as he sneered. “Behold my Fire Control Art.”

Interesting. Xiao Kaitian could clearly feel the four-dimensional power flowing within the fireballs. Even from the art Duan Fei had just cast, he had instantly sensed an exchange of energy with the four-dimensional space. Unfortunately, the power was too weak to open a spatial passage.

“Go!” Duan Fei pressed down with both hands, and the two fireballs shot toward Xiao Kaitian like arrows.

Who would have guessed that Xiao Kaitian would not dodge at all? With a boom, he was swallowed whole by the flames.

“I won! That idiot!” Xue Rong finally let out a breath of relief, and on the other side, Guo Lei’s face had turned deathly pale.

“Fool!” Duan Fei cursed under his breath as well. He relaxed his stance, preparing to leave. Unexpectedly, a whirlwind suddenly rose within the fireball, instantly sweeping the flames away. Xiao Kaitian’s figure appeared once more, and aside from some damage to his clothes, he seemed completely unharmed.

“Impossible!” A flicker of surprise crossed Duan Fei’s face. The fire he controlled was flame refined through arts and transformed from true essence. Even ordinary earth-rank martial cultivators would not dare meet it head-on. Why could Xiao Kaitian block it so easily?

“So that’s it. You’re also a fire-element sorcerer.” After much thought, Duan Fei finally understood. There was only one explanation: Xiao Kaitian was also an arts practitioner!

“Unfortunately, unfortunately, do you think I only know Fire Control Art?” Duan Fei drew out another talisman. “Before you die, I’ll tell you the truth: I am actually a dual-cultivation sorcerer of lightning and fire!”

“Lightning, come!”

He flung the talisman into the air. It vanished instantly, and in the blink of an eye, more than ten bolts of lightning as thick as bowls—like venomous snakes flicking out their tongues—surged toward Xiao Kaitian!

“Not bad.” Xiao Kaitian offered rare praise. “Too bad, you’re still a little lacking.”

He stepped forward and extended his right hand in a sweeping motion.

“Take it in!”

That vast expanse of lightning was swept away as though caught in a tornado, spiraling toward Xiao Kaitian’s right hand and sinking into his body. Silver light coursed through his limbs.

“Damn it!” Duan Fei could not help blurting out an oath. Was this still a human being? He had actually taken his own technique away. What kind of ability was that!