“Huh, how come there’s no sign of anyone?” the purpled-clothed youngster said.
The other youngster that wore a blue garment lowered his gaze, looking at the traces left from the battle, and said, “The battle just now was not between two people, but between a person and a beast.”
“Senior Brother Jian Cheng, how so?” the purple-clothed person asked.
The blue garment youngster let out a smothered laugh and said, “There’re claw marks everywhere, can’t Junior Brother Yue tell?”
The purple-clothed person laughed too, and refuted, “Couldn’t it possibly be one person who used a claw-type weapon?”
“It’s certainly possible!” The youngster in the blue garment nodded. He then pointed to the ground and said, “However, there are still several footprints here, enough to prove that one side was a beast.”
“Couldn’t it be possible that two people battled, and one brought their pet beast?” The purple-clothed person seemed to like nitpicking.
The youngster in the blue garment laughed and said, “The footprints that belong to a human look exactly the same, don’t you tell me that the two people were wearing the exact same shoes and their sizes are exactly the same.”
Under this rebuke, the purple-clothed person paused, then muttered, “Could it not be possible?”
This seemed to be his favorite expression.
“From the traces of destruction, the battle prowess of the person and the beast were quite astonishing.” The youngster in the blue garment no longer spoke sarcastically to his companion, and looked at the battle traces seriously. He revealed a stern expression and said, “This battle prowess is at least nine stars.”
“Nine Stars?” The purple-clothed person was slightly shocked, and said, “Senior Brother Jian Cheng, not to mention the people in the current exam, there aren’t many Spiritual Ocean Tier practitioners that possess nine star battle prowess even in our Winter Moon Sect.”
The youngster in blue garment nodded and said, “There certainly aren’t many, but not too few either, at least several hundred. Who exactly was it that came here to battle with a beast? Huh, this blood!” He revealed a shocked expression. There were large amounts of blood left by the Nine-Eyed Beast Wolf, which the traces had glowing crimson-colored lines of fabric in them. As the blood itself was red, if one didn’t examine them closely, one would really overlook it.
He thought of a possibility and cried out abruptly, “The Nine-Eyed Beast Wolf!”
“What?!” The purple-clothed person also revealed a shocked expression. “I certainly heard that there was a Nine-Eyed Beast Wolf roaming around here, but the Spiritual Pedestal Tier experts have searched for it and even Flower Blossom Tiers swept over with their awareness, but they all found nothing at all.”
“It should be it, this blood can’t deceive me!” the youngster in the blue garment said, revealing a smile at the corner of his lips. “Interesting, interesting, one who could battle so fiercely with the Nine-Eyed Beast Wolf… such a person is a worthy opponent.”
“Hahaha, even you as one of the seven sons of the Ao Family feel the urge to battle?” The purple-clothed person laughed loudly.
The youngster in the blue garment, Ao Jian Cheng revealed an arrogant expression and said, “What’s so interesting about bullying the weak. If I battle, I’ll battle geniuses—only stepping on geniuses is pleasurable enough.”
“Hahaha, Senior Brother Jian Cheng, the one I’m most impressed with amongst the seven sons of the Ao Family is you, and that is precisely because you possess a strong cultivator’s desire for battle,” the purple-clothed person said.
Ao Jian Cheng smiled faintly, but the arrogance in his expression didn’t disappear as he said, “Let’s go, there’s nothing left to see here.”
The two came quickly and left quickly.
Inside the Black Tower, Ling Han revealed a hostile expression—this guy was actually Ao Feng’s son.
Chapter 329
Chapter 329: Slaughter
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu
Ling Han had previously heard the title ‘the Seven Sons of the Ao Family’, and now that he’d seen one, it was certainly a well-deserved reputation.
Ao Jian Cheng was at the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, and to be able to rise above hundreds of those with the same cultivation, his battle prowess had to have surpassed nine staras.
Ling Han never underestimated himself, but his battle prowess now was only at nine stars at the Spiritual Ocean Tier. Unless he used the Demon Birth Sword, that is—then his battle prowess could certainly increase by a few stars; after all, it was a Tenth Tier Spirit Tool.
But, using the Demon Birth Sword in front of so many of the Winter Moon Sect’s people? Not only would he be unable to get the Thunder Battle Armor, he also would have the Demon Birth Sword taken away… unless he hid inside the Black Tower.
In any case, he definitely wouldn’t get the Thunder Battle Armor.
This was contrary to his plans.
Fortunately he already obtained the Nine-Eyed Beast Wolf and digested the benefits. After compacting his last fundamentals, he would be able to charge into the Spiritual Ocean Tier. Other people who wanted to charge into the Spiritual Ocean Tier could only dream if they didn’t have a few months’ time, but for Ling Han, one to two hours was enough.
…Even Feng Yan used only less than ten days’ time, could he be inferior to Feng Yan?
Speaking of Feng Yan, this guy should’ve already returned to the Winter Moon Sect, and with the Winter Moon Sect’s ability, they could probably get him a prosthetic. Would he also attend this exam? After all, not to mention other people, this Thunder Battle Armor would move him as well.
Ling Han nodded inwardly. He definitely had to break through to the Spiritual Ocean Tier, or else, continually beating opponents at the Spiritual Ocean Tier with the cultivation of the first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier would inevitably cause suspicions.
However, he first had to recover his power.
Pa, pa, pa , with a thought, a piece of Origin Crystal instantly shattered and intense Origin Power surged out, surrounding Ling Han.
Inside the Black Tower, Ling Han could do whatever he wanted.
Instantly, Origin Power seeped into his skin, and after only a little “processing” from the Spirit Base, this Origin Power would be completely available for his use. This was why Origin Crystals could become the holy item of cultivating—it was easily absorbed.
Unfortunately, it required one’s complete concentration to be refined, and couldn’t be used during battle. Thus, speaking of recovering in battle, one had to rely on medicinal pills, but for cultivating, normally, Origin Crystals and medicinal pills worked both.
One Origin crystal needed a Spiritual Ocean Tier warrior spending an entire month to refine it, so the Origin Power within was abundant enough that, after refining this piece of Origin Crystal, Ling Han’s strength was entirely recovered.
However, he lost quite a lot of blood; even if he ate several hundred year old ginsengs, he couldn’t immediately recover it all. His expression was somewhat pale, but under the disguise, it was hard to tell.
He exited the Black Tower. The Nine-Eyed Beast wolf was already in his pocket and wouldn’t leave his grasp no matter how hard it struggled. He now had to find Qi Yong Ye and the others.
Although he didn’t care about the Yellow Dragon Fruit, he naturally wouldn’t give up what should belong to him. Moreover, he wanted to relieve Qi Yong Ye and the others, telling them that he was still alive.
After he received the Yellow Dragon Fruit, he would find an excuse to leave to charge into the Spiritual Ocean Tier, and there should still be enough time for him to collect tokens. If he didn’t even make it into top hundred, then that would be really amusing.
He walked towards the place which they agreed upon, and very soon arrived there. However, before he’d gotten close, he heard ping, ping, pang, pang —they were sounds of weapons clashing—and i
ndistinct shouts of indignation.
Could it be an internal conflict because of the Yellow Dragon Fruit?
Ling Han frowned and leapt upwards, appearing on top of a tree. Looking downwards, it looked practically like hell on Earth.
On the ground lay at least ten corpses—severed heads, cut intestines, chests torn open… too horrible to look at. And these people… were ones from the Rain country, with only a few still alive. They were now lingering with one last breath of life, being attacked from all sides by seven people; they could die at any time.
Ling Han’s gaze swept by. Of those he knew, several had died—such as Li Dong Yue, Xia Chong Guang, Huang Wei Ze. Those who weren’t dead were Qi Yong Ye, Baili Teng Yun, and a few others, riddled with scars and barely surviving by relying on their Spirit Tools.
There were only seven people in the other party, but six were in the late stage of the Gushing Spring Tier, and one was even at the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier—it was precisely because of his existence that Zhao Huan, Qian Wu Yong, and Hu Feng Yue, the three of the best, were completely suppressed, forming a one-sided slaughter.
” Ga, ga, ga 1 , you refused a toast only to drink a forfeit, so all of you go to hell!” Zhan Yuan laughed coldly. He multitasked, not only suppressing the three in the ninth layer of the Gushing Spring Tier, but also blocking those who sought to escape the battlefield.
“You guys will die a painful death!” QI Yong Ye said with his teeth clenched as blood dripped down his eyes.
“Hmph, cursing belongs only to the weak—a useless groan. You guys aren’t the first to be annihilated by me, and won’t be the last!” Zhan Yuan said coldly, without any pity.
Ling Han’s forefinger twitched, signaling that he harbored killing intent.
“I heard that in the Rain Country, there’s a person called Ling Han who’s very arrogant, daring to harm one of our sect’s eldest chief’s disciple?” Zhan Yuan said like a cat toying with a mouse. In reality, there weren’t many who died in his hands, but he achieved the essential result.
“Hmph, if Ling Han were here now, you guys would be cruelly killed!” Zhao Huan yelled out.
“Haha, a bunch of frogs at the bottom of a well dare to speak conceited nonsense. What genius could come out of a mere small country of the Desolate North?” Zhao Yuan smiled haughtily. “Some time later, I’ll go to the Desolate North, murder that Ling Han or whatever, and carry his head back!”
“Senior Borther Zhan is most imposing!”
“Hehe, maybe Elder Chief Shi would be in good spirits and take Senior Brother Zhan as a disciple!”
“Then we’d have to rely on Senior Brother Zhan’s guidance and support.”
The other six boot-licked one after another.
Zhao Yuan laughed aloud, appearing self-satisfied.
“Bullsh!t, Ling Han is already an Earth Grade alchemist, the Winter Moon Sect’s sect master wouldn’t dare touch him, let alone you! Besides, with Ling Han’s strength, killing you is as easy as killing livestock!” Qian Wu Yong shouted sharply.
“Earth Grade alchemist?” Zhan Yuan was startled momentarily, then burst into laughter. What a joke, an Earth Grade alchemy master could rise up from the tiny Nine Nations of the Desolate North? These country bumpkins were truly idiotic, dreaming right before their death.
“What’s so funny, let me have a laugh too.” A cold voice sounded as Ling Han appeared on the field, both hands behind his back, his gaze baleful.
“Hu Yan!” Qi Yong Ye and the others cried out one after another. First was exultation that this guy was actually alive after luring away the Nine-Eyed Beast Wolf, but then came worry, immediately leading to a change in their expressions; a mere youth at the first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier couldn’t do much—they were still destined to be slaughtered, weren’t they?
Not everyone was a freak like Ling Han.
“Oh, another one that has come to die?” Zhan Yuan sneered, snapping his fingers. “Junior Brother Tu, kill him!” It was just a mere small fry at the first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier.
“Yes!” A youngster jumped out, and revealed a vile smile. “Remember, the one who killed you is called Yu Gang Liang!”
“A mere dreg, stop with all the rubbish!” Ling Han raised his legs, and with a pa , the kick hit the other’s chest. Under the power’s shock, that person was immediately sent flying, and as he floated in midair, with a pa , his entire body imploded.
‘Hiss.’ In an instant, the entire place was silent, and everyone involuntarily stopped what they were doing.
Chapter 330
Chapter 330: Completely Exterminated
Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu
Honestly, the one called Yu Gang Liang was only in the seventh layer of the Gushing Spring Tier, not very strong; but even if he wasn’t that strong, the seventh layer of the Gushing Spring Tier’s battle prowess was enough to crush the first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier by tenfold. However, he exploded from a kick—how was anyone supposed to accept this?
“This is called Wind God Kick.” Ling Han randomly came up with a name. He didn’t use his sword nor fists or palms only because he didn’t want Qi Yong Ye and the others to be suspicious of his identity. But how many Gushing Spring Tier warriorss like this were there? It was practically impossible not to be suspicious; Qi Yong Ye and the others’ eyes already lit up.
“C-courting death!” Zhan Yuan was infuriated, and yelled, “Go all together, and slaughter him! Slaughter him!”
This was supposed to be their hunt but one of them was killed, how could he not be infuriated.
The remaining five charged at the same time. Their cultivation was higher than Xu Gang Lian’s, and even if they couldn’t annihilate Ling Han five against one, it shouldn’t be a problem to fight on par.
However, they were up against Ling Han!
“Wind God Kick!” Ling Han sprung out, pa, pa, pa, throwing kicks continuously.
Comprehension of one law meant comprehension of all other laws in martial arts. He already cultivated seven flashes of Sword Qi on the sword’s path, so as he flicked his legs, a flash of Qi fired out, turning into a sharp sword and sweeping towards the five people.
Every movement was a sword.
His battle prowess now was enough to annihilate a normal opponent at the fifth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, so how could these five people rival him? Pa , his kick landed between the legs of one of them and powerful Qi rose upwards, turning into a sharp sword and tearing that person in half!
Hua la la , intestines, heart, liver, and brains spilled everywhere—an extremely gruesome sight.
Even Ling Han didn’t expect that his kick would fire out Sword Qi, having such an effect. But this explained that he was somewhat accomplished on the sword’s path, able to turn his body into a sword, forming swords in all ways.
Pa, pa, pa, pa , Ling Han threw four consecutive kicks, and four more corpses that were completely indistinguishable lay on the ground.
Everyone felt chills. Those were five late stage Gushing Spring Tier experts, but they were almost all killed instantly at the same time. How could anyone believe it?
Zhao Huan and the others thought: could this guy really be Ling Han? Although he looked completely different, there couldn’t be so many freaks at the first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier in the world!
Ling Han looked balefully at Zhan Yuan and said, “Now it’s your turn.”
Zhan Yuan instinctively felt a chill from Ling Han’s gaze. Just what kind of gaze was it that could make him tremble from the bottom of his heart, as if his soul was frightened? He hurriedly encouraged himself: this was only a small fry in the first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier—although his battle prowess was somewhat nature-defying, but no matter what, it was impossible for it to reach all the way over the Spiritual Ocean Tier threshold. Or else, wouldn’t the martial arts tiers be just for looks?
“Daring to kill Winter Moon Sect’s disciples, you’re seeking your own de
ath!” he bellowed, initiating an attack.
“Those who murder will also be murdered by others, how can you guys be the exception?” Ling Han threw another explosive kick. Pu , the kick undoubtedly broke through Zhan Yuan’s defense, landing fiercely on his face.
Zhan Yuan instantly staggered backwards, but in a few steps, pa , his head instantly exploded. The headless body swayed for a while, finally falling loudly onto the ground.
Qi Yong Ye and the others were already stupefied. Zhan Yuan and the other six killed from hundred till there were only twenty left, but once Ling Han attacked, he annihilated the seven in a clean sweep—just how great was the difference between the two parties?
“Ling… Master Ling?” Zhao Huan asked tentatively.
Ling Han glared at him and said, “What Master Ling, where’s my Yellow Dragon Fruit. You guys couldn’t possibly be thinking of swallowing up my share, right?
Zhao Huan hurriedly took out the Yellow Dragon Fruit, handing over the entire stalk, and said, “Please receive it, sir!”
Seeing that Ling Han didn’t admit his identity, he didn’t dare to acknowledge him carelessly—he could only address him respectfully.
Ling Han took away half the Yellow Dragon Fruits. With his contributions, even taking away ninety percent was reasonable. Moreover, he just saved these people and his martial arts abilities were laid bare, so even if he took all of them, Qi Yong Ye and the others would only be able to nod.
Meeting acquaintances, Ling Han naturally wouldn’t take all the gains. Leaving them half, he said, “I’m taking half, you guys don’t have any objections, right?
“No!” They hurriedly shook their heads like rattle drums.
Ling Han left half the Yellow Dragon Fruits; the rest he stored inside the Black Tower. He was about to leave to charge towards the Spiritual Ocean Tier, but frowned, turning to look to the left side.
Xiu, xiu , two figures appeared almost at one step after the other. They were precisely Ao Jian Cheng and the purple-clothed youngster.
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