Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao c1-1294

by Flying Alone 孤单地飞

  In other words, amongst the seven of them, one had to face Ling Han.

  “I’ll go.” Ao Jian Cheng came forward.

  “Alright, then it’s up to you, Seventh Brother.”

  “That’s right, he’s merely in the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier. If any other of us was sent out, then that would truly be thinking too highly of him.”

  The other six sons nodded one after another, then each searched for their own opponents.

  “Admit defeat and forfeit.” Ao Jian Cheng stood in front of Ling Han with his hands behind his back and his chin slightly raised, revealing an air of arrogance.

  “Has no one ever told you your mouth stinks?” Ling Han snorted. “Speak less with that stinky mouth. If you must pollute the air, then it looks like I’ll have to slap you a few times and wake you up a bit.”

  “What an arrogant guy.” Ao Jian Cheng frowned. “Where do you get such courage from?”

  “Obviously from my strength!” Ling Han hooked his finger in provocation. “Come at me. If I don’t beat you into a pig head, then I won’t be surnamed Han.”

  “Haha, I certainly want to see how you will beat me into a pig head.” Ao Jian Cheng laughed coldly, revealing a baleful expression; he was really infuriated.

  Ling Han attacked; this was Ao Feng’s son who chased behind his butt in the previous exam. Since he didn’t want to unleash the Demon Birth Sword and there was a strong cultivator secretly watching, it was hard to kill him even if he wanted to.

  Now, he advanced into the Spiritual Ocean Tier, having the true qualifications to fight him head-on without relying on external forces.

  Hong , he fired a punch; the earth spiritual ocean’s Origin Power burst out violently and poured into his fist as martial intent manifested, forming bright vein-like lines and firing towards Ao Jian Cheng.

  Ao Jian Cheng had a stern expression. He dared not to be careless, since his opponent could defeat Yue Kai Yu, meaning he had a battle prowess of at least a shocking fourteen stars. He drew his sword, and with a qiang , a chilling light like an expanse of autumn waters formed six flashes of Sword Qi, firing at ling Han.

  Six flashes of Sword Qi meant great mastery!

  Being able to rank in the Seven Sons of Ao Family—even last—Ao Jian Cheng’s strength was extremely powerful.

  This was a Spirit Tool that could increase his battle prowess by two stars.

  …The higher the tier, the better effects of Spirit Tools, medicinal pills, and Spirit Talismans were. This was obviously the case, so a two star increase in battle prowess was already quite considerable.

  Now, Ao Jiang Cheng’s battle prowess skyrocketed to sixteen stars. As the sword struck out with six flashes of Sword Qi moving unhindered, the air was torn apart, forming swirls that kept spinning in the air.

  In all fairness, Ling Han’s cultivation was certainly a shortcoming, and even though his power could rival the seventh layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, Ao Jian Cheng was in the ninth layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier, not to mention that he might be stronger than an average cultivator with that power.

  More importantly, fist techniques were Ling Han’s forte. Fourteen stars, nearing fifteen stars was his limit at this moment, and it was impossible to increase it.

  No matter, he also has a Spirit Tool.

  Purple Star Handguard.

  He immediately activated this Spirit Tool. Weng , under a power boost, his battle power instantly skyrocketed. Power was the most essential core aspect of battle prowess; as power increased, his battle prowess increased correspondingly by a step.

  However, fifteen stars near sixteen stars still was a level inferior to Ao Jian Cheng.

  Ling Han still had moves. Heaven Tier’s experience was there; Ao Jian Cheng’s every move could be immediately seen through, including where the next attack would land. Such foresight not only offset the difference in battle prowess of one star, but also made Ling Han have the upper hand.

  Hiss , the people that watched standing in a circle all cried out; this was too inconceivable.

  “Looks like the new friend I made is a downright freak!” Yue Kai Yu muttered, and reached to feel the Restore Origin Pills inside his pocket; he now felt a sense of unrealiness.

  Chapter 342

  Chapter 342: Face-slapping Starts with the Seventh Oldest

  Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

  Ling Han had the absolute initiative. He hadn’t activated the Eye of Truth, or else, Ao Jian Cheng’s weaknesses would be plain for him to see. As long as their battle prowess wasn’t too different, this would definitely be lethal, allowing him to win in a few moves.

  After all, this was a Mystical Power.

  “Impossible!” Ao Jian Cheng bellowed in anger. He was now near his full battle prowess, but he not only couldn’t suppress Ling Han, but also lost the upper hand; he couldn’t accept this at all.

  Ling Han smiled slightly, and said, “Nothing’s impossible, just behave and get slapped!”

  “You wish!” Ao Jian Cheng was very conceited; ranking last amongst the Seven Sons of Ao Family was something he had to bear temporarily, and sooner or later he would soar into the skies. He hadn’t soared yet and already suffered a heavy hit to the head, making everything look chaotic and gloomy.

  He actually couldn’t beat someone at the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier!

  He absolutely couldn’t believe and accept it.

  “Ah!” he yelled angrily, took out a Spirit Talisman, and pressed it onto his chest. Instantly, violent Origin Power overflowed like a sea as his power increased sharply—his battle prowess soared by two stars.

  This allowed him to directly suppress Ling Han, retaking the initiative.

  The Spirit Talisman he used was called Small Devil Sky Talisman—it could temporarily increase power, and its effects lasted about ten minutes. So, he definitely had to defeat Ling Han within this time, or else this precious Spirit Talisman would go to waste.

  “No way, seventh eldest Ao was forced to use a Spirit Talisman!”

  “It’s truly unbelievable, so the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier can be so strong!”

  “I’ve heard of a prodigy called Ling Han in the Desolate North. At the first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier, he defeated Feng Yan who was at the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier. I always thought it was impossible, but seeing this situation, I actually believe it now.”

  “That’s too surprising, how can someone at the first layer of the Gushing Spring Tier possess such terrifying battle prowess?”

  “Just how many stars does this guy’s battle prowess have?”

  Everyone looked on, shuddering with fear. It was too unacceptable that a person could be so strong; even the old Spiritual Pedestal Tier cultivator’s brows twitched. They really picked up a jewel, such a prodigy could be counted first-rate even in the middle state.

  “Why don’t you lose?! Lose! Lose!” Ao Jian Cheng shouted. If he still couldn’t win after activating the Spirit Talisman, then he would really be disgraced.

  Ling Han snorted and said, “Quit daydreaming!” He finally activated the Eye of Truth; light golden vein-like lines flashed by, and Ao Jian Cheng’s each and every move was infinitely slowed down in his eyes.

  Here, here, and here, full of weak points!

  Ling Han was shocked; with his Heaven Tier experience, he only found seven of Ao Jian Chen’s weak points, but considering both the power and attack speed, none of the seven weak points could be used… if he picked any of these seven points to attack, the result would bring destruction to both sides.

  He had the Indestructible Heaven Scroll and definitely could endure more than Ao Jian Cheng, but he refused to win like this.

  This was Ao Feng’s son, so he had to win with ease and verve.

  Under the Eye of Truth, the number Ao Jian Cheng’s weak points was enlarged to nineteen. He immediately began calculating in his mind, simulating the result of an attack on each weak point. An instant later,
he found an answer.

  Hehe!

  He charged towards Ao Jian Cheng.

  “What!?”

  “Impossible!”

  “Did my vision blur?”

  In the midst of everyone’s cries, Ling Han avoided all of Ao Jian Cheng’s attacks. His body swayed continuously as if he’d turned into a man made of paper. It looked unbelievable and completely unreasonable, but it turned out to be perfect evasion, which allowed him to arrive in front of Ao Jian Cheng with ease.

  Pa!

  Ling Han raised his hand and threw a slap, landing a solid blow on Ao Jian Cheng’s face, crisp and clear-sounding.

  Ao JIan Cheng’s eyes turned red. He yelled furiously, “I’ll kill you!” He was beyond furious. How humiliating was it for one of the dignified Seven Sons of Ao Family to be slapped in public?

  He attacked in frenzy.

  However, before Ling Han who activated the Eye of Truth, what meaning did such counterattacks have? Their strength was about the same, and the effects of the Eye of Truth were extremely amazing.

  Pa! Pa! Pa!

  Ling Han threw slaps continuously, and Ao Jian Cheng kept being slapped. One tooth after another fell out, but he couldn’t resist at all; he could only shout angrily in vain. What meaning did it have that his attacks were brutal if they couldn’t land?

  “Enough!” The Spiritual Pedestal Tier cultivator could watch no longer. This wasn’t called a battle, but a one-sided torture. It wouldn’t be a big deal if it were someone else, but Ao Jian Cheng was Ao Feng’s son, so he couldn’t possibly stare blankly while Ao Jiang Cheng was humiliated; otherwise, Ao Feng would definitely give him a hard time.

  Ao Feng could at least cross into the Flower Blossom Tier in the days to come, and he wouldn’t want Ao Feng to bear a grudge against him.

  Pa, pa, pa, pa, Ling Han whipped out for more slaps, cleaning out all of Ao Jian Cheng’s teeth before withdrawing his hand and backing down.

  “Ah!” There was no way Ao Jian Cheng could stomach an insult like this, so he leapt out again towards Ling Han.

  “Sir already said to stop yet you continue to fight, are you looking down on sir?” Ling Han taunted Ao Jian Cheng.

  Ao Jian Cheng was almost driven mad. ‘Earlier, when the Spiritual Pedestal Tier overseer said to stop, you damned still slapped me four times, and now you’re trolling me? How shameless can you be!’

  Too base, too lowly, and too treacherous!

  The Spiritual Pedestal Tier warrior’s expression was somewhat gloomy, annoyed at both Ao Jian Cheng and Ling Han. These two guys didn’t take him seriously at all. One was Ao Feng’s son, and the other had freakish battle prowess which meant boundless prospects; he couldn’t do anything about either of them.

  This naturally made him very morose.

  “Enough!” he said coldly. “In this battle, the seventh son loses, and Han Ling wins.”

  Yue Kai Yu touched his face and said, “Compared to the seventh son, I only lost three teeth. I guess that counts as preferential treatment, right? What sort of medicine did this guy eat that made him so fierce!”

  The other battles ended one after another, and the other six sons of Ao family won, but their expressions were quite terrible.

  No matter how competitive the atmosphere within the Ao Family, they were all Ao Family’s people as far as outsiders were concerned. Now that the seventh son was slapped publicly and even had all his teeth cleaned out, how could they not be livid?

  “This guy actually dares to humiliate Ao Family’s people in public, we can’t forgive him!” Ao Jian said coldly.

  “However, he can defeat Seventh so easily, I’m afraid that other than the eldest, the other sons wouldn’t be his match.”

  “More importantly, that guys is only in the first layer of the Spiritual Ocean Tier! No matter what—Spirit Tool, Spirit Talisman, or medicinal pill—he has used to give him such battle prowess, it’s still terrifyingly shocking.”

  The six sons of Ao family frowned at the same time as an intense sense of danger arose among them.

  Chapter 343

  Chapter 343: Fifth Oldest

  Translator: Reverie_ Editor: Kurisu

  Ling Han stood on the side, feeling slight pain in his right eye. This was because his cultivation was not sufficient, causing a sense of discomfort after using the Eye of Truth for a short while. He immediately activated the Indestructible Heaven’s Scroll, and with that supreme art circulating, his right eye soon recovered.

  After all, he’d only used it for a short while; but if he used it for a longer period of time, then it definitely wouldn’t recover so easily.

  Ao Jian Cheng no longer had the face to stay. He had no chance for top ten anyways, so he naturally turned to leave—otherwise, wouldn’t he be a laughingstock for others?

  Everyone looked at Ling Han with shock in their eyes. This guy made his mark with this victory. The Seven Son’s of Ao Family were definite prodigies among the younger generation; although above them were Spiritual Pedestal Tier warriors, all of them were over thirty years old.

  In the world of marital arts, thirty years of age was the demarkation between the young and the mature. You were young below thirty and mature above—of course, the boundaries had to be renewed after crossing into the Flower Blossom Tier, when martial artists’ lifespan greatly increased.

  It could be imagined that after today’s exam, the entire Winter Moon Sect would be in a commotion, and the old monsters that stayed hidden for a long time could appear, fighting over this exceedingly talented guy to become their direct disciple.

  “Now the battles for top ten will be carried out,” the formidable Spiritual Pedestal Tier said. “Only the ten of you remain, each person has to fight the other nine once. A win marks three points, a draw marks one point, and a loss marks none. Each battle will be at most a little over half an hour and if it runs out, that would be treated as a draw.”

  “Start!”

  He swept Ling Han a glance, somewhat irked, but Ling Han’s talent was too freakish—it didn’t matter even if he was annoyed; in a few years, Ling Han’s cultivation might surpass him to the point where he could only look up to him.

  In the martial arts world, only cultivation and strength mattered; who would look at age and experience?

  Everyone picked opponents with caution.

  There was a strategy to this; for example, if one could originally rank in the middle but encountered a formidable foe right away and ended up heavily injured, then one’s rank might end up at the bottom. After entering top ten, the reward they received would be much better with every rank, so everyone naturally wanted to scoop up more points.

  Ling Han was too strong, and Ao Xing Lai was probably the only one qualified to be his opponent, so most people wanted to avoid him, facing him and Ao Xing Lai as the last two opponents.

  But, how could this be possible?

  Ao Xing Lai also didn’t decide to challenge Ling Han first, and instead picked another person as an opponent.

  Amongst the top ten, six were from the Ao family, so Ling Han chose one at random—the chance of encountering Ao Family’s men reached two thirds.

  His opponent was Ao Jian who ranked fifth—everyone called him Ao the Fifth or Fifth Eldest Ao.

  Ao Jian dared not to be careless; he stepped forward with a stern expression and his sword in hand.

  Ling Han smiled slightly, a baleful look in his eyes. He had no positive feelings for anyone in the Ao Family, so if he caught one, he’d give them a fierce beating. If he weren’t at the Winter Moon Sect, he would definitely take the Fifth Eldest into the Black Tower—whether he’d just imprison him or kill him, that would be entirely up to his mood.

  Ao Jian didn’t speak superfluous words, simply striking with an ultimate move. As the sword struck out, surprisingly whole six flashes of Sword Qi flew unhindered.

  The Seven Son’s of Ao Family ruled the roost in the younger generation of the Winter Moon Sect, they certainly shouldn’t be underes
timated. Just looking at the six flashes of Sword Qi, one would know. In the Rain Country, even the older generation of sword users didn’t have such strength.

  The amount of Sword Qi represented one’s understanding of the sword path.

  Ling Han opened the Eye of Truth, dashing forward and forcibly shuffling through the space between Ao Jian’s attacks and arriving with ease before Ao Jian, whose gaze was full of disbelief. Pa, pa, pa, pa , he attacked his face.

  With each punch thrown, Ao Jian would spit out a mouthful of blood along with a cracked teeth. Ling Han threw a total of thirty-two punches, and Ao Jian also spat out thirty-two mouthfuls of blood and thirty-two broken teeth.

  Peng , when Ling Han threw the final punch, Ao Jian was sent flying in a parabolic arc, landing heavily on the ground and passing out right away.

  What!?

  Everyone gasped in astonishment. The saying went: beat someone but not their face, but Ling Han specially beat the face—that was too vicious, right? Martial artists wanted face the most, not to mention such proud people like the Seven Sons of Ao Family.

  However, the two that fought hand to hand against Ling Han had all of their teeth cleared out; would this lead up to a death feud?

  He was too vicious.

  Yue Kai Yu involuntarily touched his face, feeling even luckier that he only lost three teeth. Ling Han said that he wanted to be friends with him, and it was quite true, but something felt off?

  This fight ended very quickly. From the start of the battle, Ling Han extremely dominatingly slapped Ao Jian thirty-two consecutive times, so fast like it was a gust of wind. After the wind blew by, the battle’s outcome was decided.

  That Spiritual Pedestal Tier overseer’s expression was a bit gloomier. This was the second son in the Ao Family to be cleared of all his teeth. Ao Feng would definitely have a grudge against him for this since he was the supervisor. This was an undeserved catastrophe, making him feel a bit more displeased with Ling Han.