bestfiction Chapter 196 General Thunder Couldn't Hold Back Anymore
Chapter 196 General Thunder Couldn't Hold Back Anymore
"You old bastard, are you going to do anything about it or not! If you don't, I'm going to kill you!" At the Cat Mountain Taoist Temple, the White Girl seemed to want to devour the old Taoist priest alive. Her powerful aura dispersed all the clouds above the temple, as if she were about to use a divine sword to slowly peel away all the bones and flesh from the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest was quite stubborn, and with his neck stiffened, he launched into a long, old-fashioned lecture on the young lady:
"You're just too impatient. You throw a tantrum at the slightest inconvenience. There's no such thing as perfect success. Time is long and the road ahead is long; why be so hasty? Follow your heart. The Tao Te Ching says: 'He who does not stand firm cannot stand; he who strides cannot walk far; he who sees only himself is not enlightened; he who is self-righteous is not distinguished; he who boasts of his achievements has no merit; he who is arrogant will not last.' In the Tao, these are called superfluous actions and unnecessary deeds. Things may dislike them, therefore those who possess the Tao do not dwell on them..."
"You big idiot, come out here!" The white-clad girl's clothes gradually took on color, like heavenly splendor draped over her body, making her look radiant and captivating.
"No, come down here if you dare!"
The old Taoist priest had mostly disappeared underground, leaving only his head wearing a somewhat comical hat, shaking his head and acting quite roguish.
"Get up here right now, or I'll chop your whole cat mountain to pieces."
"No way! Let me tell you, the spiritual energy underground is abundant. Staying down there is as comfortable as taking a bath. Do you want to watch me take a bath?" The old Taoist priest was in high spirits and never avoided any questions, grabbing the other party and launching into a barrage of rebuttals.
Seeing that Miss Bai was really about to draw her sword, the old Taoist priest finally calmed down.
"Oh, it's just that other artifact spirits helped out. What's the big deal? Why are you jealous?"
The old Taoist priest looked indifferent. This kid was both blessed and cursed. He didn't know how to tell fortunes, but he had a headache looking at the bunch of messy "influences from other powerful beings" on the kid.
Putting everything else aside, the Human Ancestor's Heaven-Slaying Technique alone is enough to give anyone a headache. Tracing it is like walking on a spider web, with clues everywhere, and the more clues there are, the more chaotic it becomes.
The young woman was so angry she couldn't express it. After a long pause, she finally blurted out, "You think everyone is like me?"
The old Taoist priest glanced at her and muttered, "Isn't it just that you like having that kid use the Body Refining Technique on you? What else could it be..."
"What did you say?"
"If I said you were everywhere, wouldn't that kid be invincible?"
"Get out of here, I have to go, don't try to stop me."
"What are you going to do there? Be the director of that spirit retirement home? At your age, you'd be a beautiful eighteen-year-old girl in the human world. Why are you hanging out with those old idiots all the time..."
"That's true, having one old blockhead like you is already a headache enough... No, my avatar needs to take up more space."
"Alright, alright," the old Taoist priest said helplessly, "I'll find an opportunity to go and trick him into replacing the mother-and-child swords with another incarnation, okay? Hmm? Okay? Okay..."
With a single sword strike, the old Taoist instantly shrank the distance between himself and the surrounding area, disappearing far away from the Cat Mountain territory.
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The ranking battle is in full swing, as lively as an auction.
Moreover, it's a large auction at the top and a small auction at the bottom.
Even a cultivator like Zhong Ming, whose injuries were horrifying and whose appearance was equally frightening, attracted a crowd. "Brother, are you selling what you obtained in the secret realm?"
"I won't sell it, because besides these wounds, I have nothing left."
"Please forgive me, sir. I see you are tall and handsome, you must be an enlightened immortal. Have you obtained anything in the secret realm? Name your price and we can discuss it."
Matt also suffered a lot of harassment. These guys frantically bought items from ordinary recruits, forming a powerful force in an attempt to "overcome difficulties" and secure a place on the rankings.
Young Master Yan was so busy competing with the other scions of prominent families that he had no time to spare and was so eager to use the treasures he had that he wanted to break them in half.
In the end, he only managed to secure fifth place.
Zhong Ming was truly amazed this time. He subconsciously compared each treasure with his own spirit retirement home, and every one of them seemed much better than his.
Capture a spirit from a weapon? What's the use? To have a spirit, it has to be at least a magic weapon level, right? How could someone as lowly as Qi Refining stage cultivator like myself possibly control or defeat it?
You might as well wash up and go to bed early.
He actually got to see the saturated grass as he wished. Compared to the grass in his dentures, it was no different except that it was fresher, and it was even of higher quality than the grass smuggled from the north.
However, just as the highest ranking was about to be determined, things completely fell apart.
The old general of Huling County punched a refined gentleman flying, then jumped down himself, shouting at the top of his lungs:
"Alright, alright, I've had a go at you. All you new recruits, you're in luck today. Watch and learn carefully, and grasp as much as you can."
"Don't bully others too much."
The scholar drew his sword, his demeanor shifting dramatically, just as the old general had hoped. Laughing, he put on his Thunder Gauntlets and threw a punch.
The aftershocks of their clash were already formidable. At a height of three hundred feet, the shockwave from their collision shattered the recruits' formation. The power of lightning spread throughout the sky, instantly darkening the clear blue expanse with dense clouds. The colossal lightning warship was concealed within the thick black clouds, as if a heavenly tribulation was imminent.
"You old scoundrel, stop your arrogance!"
Seeing that a fight had broken out, several cultivators who had tried to break it up immediately jumped down. If these two fought, there wouldn't be many survivors around.
The old general appeared reckless but was actually very shrewd, scolding his opponent while fighting.
"It was you who prevented the support from setting off, causing so many fine young men to lose their lives in vain. What were they in your eyes? Were they the risk of your mistakes? Were they slaves whose lives were taken from you by your tyranny? Their lives vanished like snowflakes because of your incompetence, and you bear full responsibility for this."
"Old fool, stop making trouble. The new recruits' trial has never been restricted in its advance or retreat. The organization of the teams is left to the outstanding captains of each team. How can you blame us for not doing our job?"
The two fought fiercely, and those who tried to break them up were accidentally blasted away.
The other peacemakers from Huling County immediately rushed into the great formation. After a brief discussion, they decided to use the formation to suppress the two, since the secret realm had already closed and there was no need to use the formation.
Thus, the great formation began to operate under the frenzied drive of spiritual power. Zhong Ming suddenly felt the earth shake and the stones under his feet bounced up and hit him on the head.
"Old Ma, something bad has happened! Quickly activate the defensive artifact!"
Before Zhong Ming could finish speaking, Matt and the second captain's magical artifact halos had already enveloped him. Their swift reaction left him speechless.
But Young Master Yan on the high platform was not so lucky.
When everyone was pulling out all the stops, this trick was used: the high platform was originally built by a great formation, but now that the formation was in operation, all the power surged into the trapping formation, and the high platform immediately disintegrated automatically.
The problem is that flying is prohibited here. If you fly too far off the ground, you will be attacked by the formation, and the platform will be instantly destroyed. Anyone on it will be considered to have "flew too high".
Caught off guard, most of the "noble" young men on the stage were left looking disheveled.
They are rich, so many of them didn't choose defensive artifacts but chose to fly.
Then, they were blasted down by the no-flying restrictions imposed on those below the Golden Core realm.