Night Without End
Chapter 423 - 251: Exchange Meeting

Chapter 423: Chapter 251: Exchange Meeting

The slightly tipsy talking sparrow covered her mouth with her little wing, but it was already too late; an old case was solved today.

The purple-haired girl almost smashed the crystal wine cup in her hand. She wiped away her lazy demeanor and now stared wide-eyed.

How could she forget the so-called "single rider subjugating Jinji Ridge"? After all, she was the "rider" in question.

In a sense, she was also the protagonist, one of only two participants that night.

On that night, one went on a rampage, while the other trudged forward with burdens.

Every time she thought about that night, she felt immense shame and anger. To think that she, a direct descendant of the Zi dian Ancestor, would experience such a tragic encounter.

What drove her even more insane was that later, outside Chixia City, just after she had bathed, she was "requisitioned" again, turned into a mount for the second time.

The most crucial thing was that this person eventually exposed himself as that very person from before.

The purple-haired girl couldn’t think of eating or drinking for a long time, eager to drag out that villain and take revenge.

The talking sparrow threw away the small wine cup and quickly advised, "Princess, calm down. Look at the occasion. Here are Immortal Seeds, Divine Seeds, Ghost Species, and others from various paths, all of great renown. Don’t make a scene here."

The purple-haired girl suddenly grabbed it, filled with indignation, her pretty face full of anger. This little guy knew the secret all along and still dared to keep it from her!

"Princess, it hurts! Put me down first; drawing attention wouldn’t be good," the talking sparrow slurred with a drunken hiccup.

"Why not!" The enraged purple-haired girl stood up, preparing to settle a score with Qin Ming.

The talking sparrow said, "Princess, you don’t want everyone to know what happened that night, do you?"

The purple-haired girl froze; why did that sound so ambiguous and infuriating?!

At that moment, she wanted to squeeze this bird to death!

The talking sparrow quickly indicated that she should look around; there were curious eyes glancing over.

"Think long term, don’t make a scene here," the talking sparrow further persuaded, then whispered, "It might not be a bad thing; you could talk it over with him."

Qin Ming was standing with Xiang Yiwu, chatting agreeably.

He suddenly felt a chill on his back, turned around, and saw the purple-haired girl staring at him.

Qin Ming smiled slightly, took a glass of wine from the tray held by a nearby attendant, signaled to her, and then sipped it lightly.

The purple-haired girl had just calmed herself, but seeing him raise his glass from a distance almost broke her guard again, causing her purple, shimmering hair to float up without wind.

The talking sparrow said, "Princess, look at him. He’s pretty nice, well-mannered, quite the gentleman."

"You’re the spy he planted by my side!"

The mastermind talking sparrow said, "Princess, you’re mistaken. He doesn’t even know you now. You’ve just met by chance here; you can completely take advantage of it!"

How could Qin Ming not recognize her? He had seen her transformation in the Divine City of the Blue Big Centipede.

However, he thought it best to pretend to be a stranger for now.

...

In the vast Giant Palace made of Lapis Lazuli, the crystal lamps refracted dazzling colors.

Many people were invited here, gathering in groups to chat.

Qin Ming recognized many familiar faces, like Xin Youdao, Jiang Ruoli, and Ling Yu, who all approached warmly to greet him.

Amongst the clinking glasses, the atmosphere on-site was harmonious.

"Brother Qin, you’re truly amazing. The battle on the highlands really raised the banner for the young disciples on the Newborn Road, sweeping away the previous decline," Ling Yu praised.

He was walking both paths and was now so impressed by Qin Ming’s achievements on the Newborn Road that he admired him immensely, submitting completely.

Previously, he harbored some thoughts of challenging Qin Ming after advancing further, but now he realized there was no need to compete.

Qin Ming laughed and said, "We’re all on the same side, so no need for flattery."

Xin Youdao knew more, thinking to himself, back in the Secret Realm, "Qin Yao Yi" had already consecutively defeated Immortal Seeds, even giving Old Cao a thrashing!

If this were exposed, Kunleng City would surely boil over.

He believed that any stunning performances from this character in the future would be unsurprising.

"Qin Ming!" the Esoteric Buddhism’s Divine Seed Zhao Yaoting approached, holding a Crystal Cup, smiling, and clinking glasses with him. "Why did you suddenly disappear on the Vermilion Bird spaceship that day?"

Qin Ming didn’t have a bad impression of him and sighed, "I accidentally fell into the void, barely escaping death."

Another Divine Seed from Esoteric Buddhism, Cai Jingcheng, also walked over, having similarly shared the flight on the Vermilion Bird spaceship.

He said, "You vanished that day, giving us quite a fright. It’s good that you’re safe. When we first met, we didn’t know your background. By the time we met again, you were already famous in Kunling, with many saying you’re the future Ancestor Master of the Newborn Road."

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "This is flattery to the point of harm; such words shouldn’t be said too often. For newcomers like us, from the Second Realm onwards, we must slow down. The path is obstructed and arduous, relying solely on years of effort."

Zhao Yaoting replied, "You are too modest. There are always a few exceptions, and I feel you won’t be trapped by time, able to break through rapidly, which will astonish your peers, who will find they cannot shake you off."

Suddenly, quite a few people nearby turned their attention.

Many knew that Qin Ming was currently unafraid of those on the same level, but his future path was extraordinarily difficult. From now on, the slow cultivation pace would torment him for hundreds of years.

"Is this the Tathagata’s outstanding disciple?" Cai Jingcheng shifted the topic.

"Just a small discarded disciple." Xiang Yiwu said. With his physique, robust and imposing, he drew attention wherever he went.

Those nearby were amazed that the two geniuses of the Newborn Road were so low-key.

It should be noted that, just a few days ago, the Ancestor Masters of the Newborn Road, one more hot-blooded and reckless than the next, had beaten Cao Qianqiu into Cao Si.

Everyone sighed that these two generations had truly reversed themselves.

The people on the Newborn Road, the young as steady as an old dog, while the elderly remained "young and aggressive," their hot-blooded spirit undying!

In the distance, Zheng Maoze’s expression was complex. He navigated the connections and managed to obtain an invitation, smoothly entering the venue. Seeing Qin Ming standing alongside Divine Seeds and Immortal Seeds, he could only sigh, his heart unsettled.

"This is his most brilliant moment, able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Immortal Seeds and Divine Seeds, but soon he will be left far behind. His cultivation speed can’t keep up!"

This was not only Zheng Maoze’s thought, but also the view of others, with ninety percent holding this belief.

In the distance, Cui Chonghe stood with several top heirs of the ancient Immortal Dojo, glancing over indifferently, unconcerned.

His faith was powerful and firm, unshakable. In his eyes, no matter if it was that discarded child on the Newborn Road, or those who would emerge more brilliant later, they could only look at his back until they saw nothing.

On another side, Li Qingxu spoke less, compared to the past he seemed much quieter, and in many eyes, a bit desolate.

Beside him, the Immortal Seed from the Pure Land, Sun Jingxiao, comforted, "Junior Brother Li, don’t take it to heart. It’s just a ’defeated’ moment. The so-called strong enemies on the Newborn Road are at most short scenery on your long Immortal Road, travelers you don’t need to mind. When you step into the Third Realm, you will no longer intersect, and in the future you two will be of different worlds."

Then, he smiled and said, "When we roam the world with Pure Yang Consciousness, like a great sun across the sky, he would likely still be struggling at the bottom."

Someone beside nodded, "Yes, didn’t the Ancestor Masters of the Immortal Road also suffer defeat early on? But where are their opponents on the way? They gradually faded into the crowd."

Sun Jingxiao nodded, "As Immortal Seeds from the Outer World, we must possess such confidence, after all, we are the most gifted in the Night Fog World, while the disciples on the Newborn Road are ordinary people left over by the Immortal Road and the God Road, in terms of understanding, root bone, or others, they can’t compare to us."

Another nodded, "This gathering is bound to have people bringing up some difficult cultivation issues, or carrying fragmented Scriptures for exchange and exchange. By then, you will understand why the Outer World can keep expanding its roads."

In the bright hall, most of the attendees had arrived, all starting as geniuses, the young celebrities of the various roads.

Today, many were willing to attend the gathering not only to meet the geniuses of various roads but more importantly for discussions on scriptures and exchange.

The people of the Outer World and Esoteric Buddhism were not unfamiliar with this, having engaged in such exchanges and competitions, knowing the methods involved.

Some to outdo their opponents, sometimes brought unresolved puzzles left by their predecessors, or even invited Ancestor Masters to set problems in advance, then bring them to challenge opponents.

Quickly, someone couldn’t hold back, presenting an "unsolved problem," entering a friendly exchange stage.

Chu Pianran’s eyes sparkled, "No wonder this era has a Hundred Schools of Thought, with various roads competing, vibrant and thriving, such exchanges truly hold significance."

She was very interested and participated, directly taking out an Ancient Book, saying, "This scripture, in our era, was rarely understood by anyone, hope people of this era can solve my doubts."

Immediately, everyone perked up and gathered forward.

"Is the material of this book... immortal skin?!" Someone was shocked on the spot.

For, once in hand, he sensed the book’s extraordinariness, runes woven together, as if inherent rules and reason were contained within, stirring the heart and spirit.

However, it carried no immortal’s oppressive force, merely an embodiment of scripture meaning.

"Yes, it should be refined from Immortal Skin." Chu Pianran admitted, in that distant ancient era, important text was often recorded on extraordinary materials.

Qin Ming showed a different color, just not long ago he had exchanged with Chu Pianran, learning that special Power Warriors would use Divine Bone and Immortal Skin to complement themselves, becoming top masters.

Yet in the blink of an eye, she produced such a material book.

Qin Ming could only sigh, the ancient environment was so beneficial, "Heavenly Materials" were not short in supply.

Naturally, he too became interested, following the others forward.

"This is a scripture from the ancient Immortal Dojo, and it’s of the type that’s difficult to comprehend, surely worth untold fortunes." Someone whispered.

In fact, it was precisely because of this that everyone was moved, wanting to try, to see if they could grasp the true essence of the scripture.

Zhao Shuyu self-spoke, "I didn’t expect Sister Chu would bring it, people of our era found that scripture difficult to comprehend, can people of this era grasp it? It might stump them too."

A genius from the Ghost Road showed an unusual look, having heard of this Strange Book, immediately realizing that Chu Pianran intended to give the later generations a lesson.

We’ll look at Chapter two in the morning.