It's not that it's difficult to control, but rather that any Cultivator using it must be proficient in numerology and arithmetic.
The Tianji Abacus, when combined with numerology and arithmetic, can often predict the enemy and achieve victory, finding a sliver of life in a desperate situation.
However, when Qian Duoduo took a closer look, he found that one bead was missing from the top row, immediately lowering its grade to a mid-tier Mortal Weapon.
Guan Tusheng shook the Tianji Abacus, and a wisp of Spiritual Qi shot out, touching Qian Duoduo's body.
This Spiritual Qi did not dissipate; it attached to Qian Duoduo's robes like a spider silk.
The Tianji Abacus could sense Qian Duoduo's every move in advance.
"Human calculation of fortune and misfortune!"
Guan Tusheng roared, and seven golden beads flew out, either up or down, forward or backward, like seven Spirit Ant Bees attacking Qian Duoduo.
Qian Duoduo condensed a Soul Blade, blocking all the golden beads.
"Earth calculation of Yin and Yang!"
Guan Tusheng pulled the Tianji Abacus back into his embrace, and twenty-one golden beads from the three rows flew wildly, attacking Qian Duoduo's Upper Road, middle, and Lower Road.
However, as soon as these golden beads landed on the Soul Shield in front of Qian Duoduo, they immediately transformed from fierce poisonous bees into slow-moving crawling insects, which were then struck back by the Soul Blade.
"Heaven's calculation of existence!"
Following Guan Tusheng's roar, the Tianji Abacus seemed to self-destruct, and sixty-two golden beads instantly appeared three feet away from Qian Duoduo, striking through various defensive gaps.
"Good timing!"
Qian Duoduo wielded his Soul Blade, deflecting all the golden beads that had been slowed down by the Soul Shield.
It wasn't that the Tianji Abacus wasn't powerful, but rather that Guan Tusheng's Spiritual Qi lacked strength.
The gaps the golden beads aimed for were indeed gaps, but their speed was a bit too slow.
By the time they reached him, Qian Duoduo already had a Soul Shield in front and a Soul Blade behind, having been waiting for them.
The Tianji Abacus flashed, re-condensing in Guan Tusheng's hand.
Guan Tusheng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and fell off the Martial Arts Stage.
Unexpectedly, such a tragic defeat still did not satisfy the Disciples watching from below the stage.
"Fake fight! Fake fight! Fake fight!"
Some Green Sword Disciples shouted.
To avoid being judged by the Outer Sect Disciple as passively avoiding battle, Guan Tusheng endured the pain and climbed back onto the Martial Arts Stage.
He took a heavy kick from Qian Duoduo, fell off the stage again, and passed out from the fall, which finally ended it.
Qian Duoduo collected all the Storage Pouches on the Martial Arts Stage, thinking that this peak entrance battle had yielded some results: he had defeated twelve peers, displayed one or two hundred Magic Treasures in front of over a thousand people, and was about to promote himself further when he heard a shout from afar.
"Senior Brother Duoduo, wait for me!"
Looking towards the source of the sound, it was those Blue Sword Sect disciples from earlier, hurrying over on their Flying Swords.
Qian Duoduo jumped off the Martial Arts Stage, landing on both feet, as one of the departing Blue Sword Sect disciples arrived.
"Senior Brother Duoduo, I had an urgent need just now. Come, let's compete on the stage."
This Disciple didn't have much hair on his head, but he had a lot of cunning.
He was probably called back by Guan Tusheng, fearing that the sect gate would judge him as passively avoiding battle.
"Compete for what?"
Qian Duoduo feigned ignorance.
"I bet ten thousand gold coins just now, and I'm ranked seventh; I haven't competed yet."
"It was your turn, but you weren't here. According to the Martial Arts Stage rules, you've already lost. If you want to compete, we can start a new round."
Qian Duoduo said cheerfully.
"You!"
The Disciple's eyes widened, and he was about to get angry but immediately reined it in.
"I'm eighth..."
Another Disciple who had just flown back spoke up.
"That's also passed. We can start a new round."
Two other Disciples who flew back with him simply remained silent upon seeing this.
Qian Duoduo turned and slowly walked back onto the Martial Arts Stage.
"Who else finds me rather cute and wants to play with me?"
Qian Duoduo walked a circle around the Martial Arts Stage.
The Outer Sect Disciples wearing green swords giggled, while the five or six Blue Sword Sect disciples didn't look up.
"I am Qian Duoduo, from Facai City on the Upper Road. I heard that Ba Ling Sect is a place of outstanding people and spirits, and Nose Peak is the number one peak in the sect, which is why I joined."
"In Facai City, I do a small business as an itinerant merchant, a Little Peddler who travels between various cities and sects. I don't have much else on me, just a lot of Magic Treasures."
Qian Duoduo shook his hand, displaying about a hundred Magic Treasures on the Martial Arts Stage.
From Mortal Weapons to Dan artifacts, from swords to bottles and seals, each item glowed with treasure light and exuded Spiritual Qi.
"These are all items I brought back from Facai City and Wuzhu City. I offer door-to-door delivery, saving everyone the trouble of arduous journeys, the hassle of picking and choosing, and the annoyance of bargaining."
"Honest business, reasonable prices. Every item is extraordinary, there's always one that suits you!"
As he spoke, Qian Duoduo put away the Magic Treasures, seeing the bright eyes below the stage, knowing that his future business wouldn't be too bad.
"Senior Brother, where do you live?"
As Qian Duoduo walked off the stage, a voice from the crowd asked.