It had to be said, his magical artifact was indeed quite interesting.
When activated, it could rapidly swap the positions of any cultivators around him with anything near Lu Wuming. This could be flowers, trees, even rocks and insects.
This made it impossible for Lu Wuming to predict what would attack him next, from which direction, or with what technique.
When everything was in a state of uncertainty, he naturally found himself at a disadvantage in the battle.
A normal person, at this moment, should have felt the fear that comes with facing the unknown.
Unfortunately, Lu Wuming had seen all sorts of despair since his previous life. As a result, seeing this situation now, he merely felt a sense of novelty. Beyond that, let alone fear, he couldn't even muster a hint of nervousness.
After all, no matter how flashy this artifact was, combat ultimately came down to strength.
The spiritual energy of these people was far too weak for him.
Even if their attack methods seemed surprising, their attacks were merely a tickle to Lu Wuming.
It was like an insect hitting you at an unknown time and from an unknown direction. Did you really need to be nervous or worried about it?
He conjured a defensive barrier around himself and then Lu Wuming quietly observed their actions, not rushing to counterattack.
He remembered Liu Buli telling him that every magical artifact in this world operated according to certain patterns. Like the one he was facing now, though it seemed incredibly miraculous, once its pattern was discovered, dealing with it would be incredibly simple.
As he thought this, the light in Lu Wuming's eyes deepened.
The opponent was clearly afraid of his counterattacks, because after each attack, they would use the same method to move the attacker away from Lu Wuming's vicinity.
However, even doing so couldn't escape the inevitable pattern…
Taking a deep breath, the moment the middle-aged man on the other side activated his artifact again, Lu Wuming directly raised his hand and released his spiritual energy outwards. The ice sword was far sharper than imagined, as if cutting through tofu, and instantly pierced a large bloody hole in the chest of the cultivator who had been teleported in front of him.
This sword struck the heart, leaving the opponent no chance to survive.
The cultivator's eyes widened.
To his death, he couldn't understand how Lu Wuming had managed to accurately predict his arrival point.
Not only him, but the other cultivators around were also filled with panic. However, the artifact had already been activated, and even if they wanted to stop, the other cultivators who had already prepared themselves were uncontrollably transported to Lu Wuming's front.
The result was the same as the first one; Lu Wuming raised his hand and with a few sword strikes, all of them pierced the heart directly.
By the time the middle-aged man on the other side frantically stopped his artifact, he had already lost four people.
Looking up at Lu Wuming not far away with a face full of astonishment, the middle-aged man asked him in a flustered tone, "How did you know their arrival points? I…"
"My master taught me. It's just things like the Five Elements, Eight Trigrams, and Qiankun positions. These are things with patterns, how could I not figure them out?" Lu Wuming scoffed, responding with disdain.
His master was an omnipotent being who could traverse heaven and earth. There was nothing in this world his master didn't understand. It was perfectly normal for him to teach him such things, wasn't it?
Indeed, upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's expression immediately changed. As if his thoughts had been exposed, his entire face turned pale.
Liu Buli was a cunning fox, knowledgeable in all aspects, and could be considered an encyclopedia. This reputation was widely acknowledged in the cultivation world.
Therefore, it wasn't surprising that Liu Buli knew these things. But his disciple actually knew so much? Had they underestimated the opponent from the very beginning?
A hint of fear appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
However, he didn't expect Lu Wuming to just glance at him, snort, and continue, "Of course, those things are too complicated, I haven't learned them. But I remember my master saying they have patterns, so I just watched you do it a few times and acted on instinct. I didn't expect my intuition to be so accurate?"
This statement was also true.
After all, he truly didn't have Liu Buli's intellect. Even though Liu Buli constantly tried to impart various teachings to him, by now, the only thing he had learned best was reading and writing.
Because his master said that the first step to being cultured was literacy.
And being uncultured could lead to not finding a wife and being disliked. So, to avoid being disliked by his master, Lu Wuming had studied literacy very diligently.
Beyond that, there was no need to learn so many other things.
He diligently cultivated his techniques, but only had a superficial understanding of all other knowledge. Even the most basic alchemy of the Dan Sect, Lu Wuming only learned the fundamentals and stopped. According to his own words, he was an idiot, and learning too many things would make him forget them, so he simply didn't learn them.
Regarding his explanation, Liu Buli knew that he simply didn't want to learn and was making an excuse.
After all, the foolish disciple was quite intelligent, especially when it came to learning. As long as he was willing, he could learn anything thoroughly.
But the problem was whether he was willing or not.
They still had a long time together, so there was no need to dwell on temporary laziness. Liu Buli always consoled himself this way, so he only ever mentioned the subjects Lu Wuming didn't want to learn, never forcing him to learn more.
Over time, Lu Wuming had become the way he was.
In any case, he was quite satisfied with himself.
However, upon hearing his explanation, the middle-aged man's already grim expression became even stranger. He opened his mouth, and after a long pause, he asked with a trembling voice, "You're saying you guessed their positions purely on instinct!?"
"That's right, purely on instinct." Lu Wuming nodded, yawning somewhat boredly, and said, "So I find it uninteresting and will tell you the next thing. My master said that any magical artifact can be dealt with by killing the person using it."
He then continued, "My master said that any magical artifact can be dealt with by killing the person using it."