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Chapter 302 - 196: Just This Confident
Chapter 302: Chapter 196: Just This Confident
"To transform from a snake into a dragon requires a baptism of blood, but it is a life-level enhancement, a rebirth after catastrophe, with incomparable strength."
Qin Ming thought about the various wonderful aspects of the "Dragon and Snake Scripture," feeling as if his heart was being clawed at, very much longing for it.
He felt that the current situation was very suitable to practice the "Dragon and Snake Scripture."
"Bro, have you mastered the ’Golden Cicada Scripture’?" Wu Yaizu was surprised.
He was dubious, wondering if Brother Ming was quickly changing scriptures again because he got bored, or was his practice efficiency so terrifyingly high?!
...
"You’ve mastered them, and it’s completed? Well, that’s not too bad," Tang Jin spoke up.
Ling Yu knew Senior Sister Tang had very high expectations of him, so to receive such praise was exceptionally rare.
He realized that perhaps this time he could challenge the youth from Black and White Mountain!
Indeed, Tang Jin, clad in black, had made her decision.
She suddenly turned around, her delicate and flawless face framed by flowing hair, saying, "Then you should be ready."
Ling Yu was excited, having been pent up for days, waiting for this moment for a long time.
Tang Jin stood tall, taller than many men, walked a few steps in the room, and said, "Don’t embarrass me. Master Wu has always been complaining, blaming me for not choosing that person, and he even bet against me this time."
Upon hearing this, Ling Yu clenched his fists, instantly filled with fighting spirit. Master Wu actually didn’t favor him? Then he’d have to win to prove him wrong!
The night was like an abyss, yet someone was standing upon the heavens.
Sun Taichu stood with his hands behind his back on a cloud, saying, "The winds arise from the heavens, dragons and snakes emerge on land. Kunleng, getting hotter and busier, all factions have arrived, that highland will be stained with blood."
This was his Pure Yang Consciousness Spirit Light, no longer as brilliant as the fierce sun, but now identical to his true self as he walked upon the dark clouds.
He turned back and asked, "Will Cao Qianqiu come?"
Pu Heng followed behind, responding, "My teacher will arrive."
Nowadays, in Kunling City, people are coming every day, all yearning for the blood of the auspicious beast, even the ancestor of a sect is longing for it.
That highland has already been sealed off, the auspicious beast is enormous as a mountain, and has long been targeted.
However, it is not alone, calling for friends and dispatching Exotic Birds, seeking aid from other territories, even intending to counterattack all those near Kunleng.
Lately, some inscrutable demons have appeared, the highland outside the Third Forbidden Zone is becoming increasingly dangerous, terrifying demonic winds often howl through the night, stirring up clouds and fog.
A sturdy young man entered Kunling City, his palms large as fans, his legs thick as pillars, head large as a basin, hair hard as steel, bushy brows, big eyes, wide mouth and square nose.
His stature was so large, it could be considered extraordinarily unique, at a glance looking like a "mutant"!
In truth, even if a mutant stood before him, it would seem less extraordinary; he was the Abandoned Disciple of Tathagata, Xiang Yiwu, who had appeared here.
"Hmm?!" Li Qingxu, from a distant tower, gazed upon him.
Xiang Yiwu sensed, and turned swiftly, gazing towards the tower area of the Feixian Academy, smiling with no care for being watched.
"Should we deal with him?" A middle-aged man beside Li Qingxu asked.
Li Qingxu didn’t look pleased, recalling the past when he struck the Abandoned Disciple of Tathagata, and ended up receiving two slaps in return, which shook him until he spat blood.
The key issue was, their ages were similar, yet the other was a Newcomer, achieving the Outer Saint Domain surprisingly without falling behind him in realm, which was frankly astonishing!
"Do not act recklessly." Li Qingxu shook his head, saying that he was someone nurtured by the Tathagata Lineage, soon to be abandoned.
However, analysis suggests this is likely one of the people highly valued by the old masters of that lineage, and if harmed through vile means, might need to be repaid tenfold.
Similar incidents happened in the past.
That was five hundred years ago, provoking the present Buddha to personally act, blasting many people.
"Cousin, is what you say true or false? During my seclusion, my brother Qin Ming has mysteriously risen, is he very strong now?" Ning Siqi queried.
He, always in white clothes and slightly obsessive about cleanliness, had also arrived at the Kunleng Territory.
Many had distanced themselves from Qin Ming, but Ning Siqi had traveled thousands of miles solely to deliver him the invaluable "Lihuo Scripture."
"Only a few people know," Wang Caiwei nodded.
Then she sighed, saying, "It’s a pity he’s on the Newborn Road, his later cultivation speed will suddenly slow down, unable to keep up with the team. Otherwise, given his past performance, as long as he’s in the same realm, he might be able to rival the Quasi Immortal Seed."
"Alas, there’s no way around it," Ning Siqi sighed, the Newborn Road has significant issues, something that no one can change, not even the Ancestor Master.
He further said, "I just hope he can finally persevere to become a Grandmaster Level figure."
Wang Caiwei, dressed in black, said, "I don’t know if he will appear here, but as far as his concern, this territory is too dangerous."
Ning Siqi lamented, "I haven’t seen him for a long time, don’t know when we’ll have the chance to reunite."
This time, those following the Immortal Road or Esoteric Path with any foundation, like Zheng Maoze and Zeng Yuan, have also arrived.
The two were uncertain, having encountered strange occurrences in recent months, every time they ventured to explore opportunities in relics, they’d inexplicably get beaten, with broken bones and tendons. Hopefully, this time won’t be the same!
...
"Bro, we’ve already entered four academies consecutively," Wu Yaizu said skeptically, wondering if there was still a need to continue.
"Hmm," Qin Ming nodded, saying, "Let’s register and attend the test, ultimately might not actually join."
Currently, it’s the reporting season, and classes haven’t officially begun. Qin Ming, yearning for the miracle techniques of various academies, naturally wants to visit each one, gaining a temporary identity.
Jin Xiang ran with the mahogany cart in front, saying, "You two are really bold. Think back, in old goat’s generation, there were no students like you. Are you two going to be enrolled in every academy?"
This senior from Shanhai Academy, with bright golden fur, was very talkative today, hired with a cart, offering advice to the two on the road, discussing the advantages and disadvantages of various dojos and academies.
Eventually, Qin Ming and Wu Yaizu passed the tests of Qiyuan Academy, Longxiang Temple, and others, totaling six, before temporarily pausing.
Qin Ming had looked into it—these six families had profound foundations, having accumulated a series of renowned Miracle Techniques that intrigued him greatly.
Xiao Wu was also quite satisfied, as he needed Miracle Techniques as well. His Rainbow Transformation Path’s main problem was viewing the body as a cage, and ultimately discarding the foul flesh. Currently, he was actively tempering his body.
"Junior, call me next time you need a car, I’ll give you a discount." Jin Xiang turned and left, having persisted for twenty years, always treading the path of cultivating the mind amidst worldly affairs.
"Senior, we await your rise amid worldly affairs, and, in the future, becoming a deity." Xiao Wu waved his hand.
Jin Xiang shook his head, saying, "Ah, how difficult it is to cultivate the mind amidst worldly affairs! I lost my beloved in the first step."
Xiao Wu remarked, "Ah, did you kill?"
"No, I was refining my heart, she married someone else." Jin Xiang walked away, his nostrils filled with the worldly energy of the city coming and going.
Qin Ming and Xiao Wu had just returned to their residence at Shanhai Academy when someone came looking for them.
"Are you Shen Wubing?" It was a senior student of the academy, seemingly quite famous, named Tang Jun.
"That’s me, what’s the matter?" Qin Ming asked.
Tang Jun smiled and said, "Well, there’s an exchange meeting at the academy. There may be sparring, battles, and the victor can receive Day Gold. I’m wondering if you two are interested in participating?"
"How much Day Gold for winning a match?" Xiao Wu became interested because Brother Ming spent money like water; he spent 600 zhou jin just to learn a few pages of the Golden Cicada Scripture, quickly nearing bankruptcy again.
"Ten zhou jin," Tang Jun replied.
Xiao Wu was very pleased, and was about to say, "Arrange a hundred matches for me in the same realm!"
However, upon seeing Brother Ming calm and unfazed, sitting steadily, he too quieted down. After contemplating, he said, "We don’t know you; why seek us out? Whose errand are you running? Could it be from a defeated opponent of old?"
Thinking he’d uncovered the truth, he said, "Let them prepare a thousand..."
Xiao Wu paused, looked at Qin Ming, and asked, "Bro, should we have them prepare two thousand Day Gold?"
Qin Ming shook his head and said, "No reason to battle them."
Xiao Wu immediately understood and said, "That’s right, we’re not participating. You can leave now. Who do they think they’re looking down on? Offering just ten Day Gold, it really pisses me off!"
Tang Jun’s expression slightly changed; he initially thought one of the youths was rather naive, but then realized they were progressing visibly fast, looking down on him.
He hurriedly said, "Brothers, don’t misunderstand, let’s chat properly."
Neither responded to him.
Tang Jun said, "Brothers, I swear I won’t make any profit. This time, I was indeed entrusted by someone. This... I truly apologize for earlier."
Wu Yaizu said, "Even if the actual party came, we might not agree."
Tang Jun found that these two were rather composed, running off to the lakeside to fish for Dragon Carp, flagrantly violating rules without fearing reprimand.
In the end, he left helplessly and reported the outcome to the principal party.
Ling Yu arrived personally, straight to the point, demanding a battle with Qin Ming.
Wu Yaizu glanced at him and said, "Why should my brother fight you? You’re already a defeated opponent, carrying this defeat your whole life."
Ling Yu was initially calm, but upon hearing this, he felt a block in his chest, countering, "You ambushed us; I didn’t lose!"
"Just leave!" Xiao Wu gestured him away.
"One thousand Day Gold, how about a match?" Six Imperial had heard from Tang Jun that these two seemed to have a significant desire for Day Gold.
Xiao Wu said, "Are you treating us like beggars? My brother earned over a thousand Day Gold with just one palm last time; need he only use one palm now?"
Ling Yu’s forehead veins were about to pop; he wanted to say: Was that the Day Gold you earned? It was stolen from my pocket!
Additionally, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.
Ling Yu realized that this seemingly simple youth was not simplistic at all!
He had figured out that although the young man claimed not to fight him, his words were a provocation—what defeat, what single palm; they wanted to raise the price, sitting on ground.
"What do you actually want?" Ling Yu asked in a deep voice.
Xiao Wu said, "My brother lacks Miracle Techniques; he needs the Dragon and Snake Scripture. I’m in health cultivation; I need a secret classical script for body controlling spirit. Besides, we’re not financially liquid, in debt outside with ten thousand Day Gold, you understand right?"
Ling Yu clenched his fists, wanting to rush over for a brawl, because this was indeed extortionate greed!
Wu Yaizu gestured dismissively, saying, "Don’t be indignant; let me calculate for you. You fought Su Youdao, the focal point of all attention; were there not many dividends? You were hailed as Young Ancestor, yet both you and Su Youdao are our defeated opponents. If my brother and I were to go public and fight, how much dividend would there be?"
"I haven’t lost!" Ling Yu corrected.
"Then leave, carrying this heart knot forever." Xiao Wu cast his line and continued fishing, ignoring him.
Ling Yu turned and left, as these two were too greedy, too ruthless, beyond his decision-making, although he really wanted a fight.
Finally, Tang Jin appeared, dressed all in black, gracefully elegant, with delicate black hair cascading in the wind, her exquisite flawless almond face strikingly cold yet alluring.
Because Lu Zizai had given advanced notice, even though Qin Ming knew she had discovered who he was, and understood her Taoist skills were profound, he was unafraid.
"Miss Tang, we meet again." Qin Ming put down his fishing rod and stood with a smile.
"To think, such a jade-like youth would extort like a lion." Tang Jin’s figure was slender, waist slim, walking with a graceful swaying."
Qin Ming remained calm—having exposed himself before her, he naturally did not hold back—and said, "Actually, my brother asks for too little, too unassuming."
Beside him, upon hearing, Ling Yu clenched his fists—this was unassuming?!
Qin Ming had his own valuation; Young Ancestors were focal points of all attention, providing many dividends; if he acted, how could it be too little?
Tang Jin spoke softly, "Since you ask for such a high stake, if you lose, what can you offer?"
"Two Miracle Techniques!" Qin Ming replied.
Tang Jin’s icy expression melted into a smile, unexpectedly radiant, saying, "Quite confident."
Qin Ming nodded and said, "Indeed, I’m always confident. Actually, I’m more eager to spar with Miss Tang in the First Realm; may I?"
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