Chapter 114 The Demeanor of a Young Master

The sinkhole resembles a large, sloping bowl, with the intense light and mist becoming denser the deeper one goes.

Although the bottom of the giant pit was not dark, it was blocked by colorful spiritual mist, so even after Qin Ming removed his armor, no one could see whether his arms were bare.

Of course, there are very few exceptions; Li Qingyue’s spiritual eyes can break through the fog and miasma.

Wearing a cool inner armor, Qin Ming stood on the slope, constantly practicing Yang Fist and Yin Fist. When he reached a high level, they merged into one, transforming into Wuji Fist.

At this moment, his fist technique, combining yin and yang, increased in power dramatically. His fist emitted a hazy mist, and the yang and yin forces could erupt at any moment.

Then, the essence of the earth veins rose from beneath Qin Ming’s feet, expanding along his feet to all parts of his body, filling him with power.

First, this is the Wuji Fist, representing the power of the earth element. Second, it is divided into Yang earth force and Yin earth force, thus it can be called the Yin-Yang Fist.

Standing here, Qin Ming felt a sense of weight and solidity, as the essence of the earth spread from his feet to every inch of his flesh, filling him with a feeling of power.

He himself was surprised that after leaving the Mountain and River Spirit Nest, it was difficult to capture the essence of the earth outside, because that was the method of an external saint.

But now he has done it. With his feet firmly on the ground, he feels an indescribable sense of security, as if he has a continuous and inexhaustible source of strength.

“The terrifying and extraordinary nature of the Wuji Classic lies in this: it can draw power without leaving the earth’s surface.” Qin Ming finally understood why Xiang Yiwu said that this extraordinary skill might be even more precious than the Li Huo Classic.

He was overjoyed because the Wuji Fist should only be mastered at the Outer Saint stage!

Qin Ming was certain that this was related to his trip to the Mountain and River Spirit Nest. There, he absorbed a large amount of earth vein essence and forcibly mastered Yang Fist and Yin Fist. Now that he was here, he used the light of heaven to fuse with it, which naturally made his efforts twice as effective.

Even more importantly, he has deepened the foundation of the Mountain and River Spirit Nest.

“No wonder the founders of the Sky-Supporting Force and the Six-Control Force tried every means to borrow the methods of outsiders to improve their foundation. There are many wonderful benefits!” Qin Ming pondered for a moment. He had surpassed the young extraordinary people by a certain degree. Could he be considered a “young founder” level figure?

From this perspective, it’s normal for him to have mastered some external saintly techniques during his early stages. Which “patriarch” could be judged by common sense?

“I’m already a young master-level figure. How can just mastering the Wuji Fist be enough? I need to improve it further.” Qin Ming demanded of himself.

As fellow masters, others have all sorts of legends surrounding them; he can’t afford to lose face!

Qin Ming used Yin Earth Force in his left hand and Yang Earth Force in his right hand. Then, he switched between Yin and Yang Forces in both hands and could unify them at will, transforming them into Wu Ji Force. He became more and more proficient and gradually developed a sense of artistic conception.

In a daze, on this vast land, a young man is forging ahead alone, clearing a path with his fists and breaking through the many obstacles in front of him.

On the ground, Li Qingyue was surprised. It was the first time she had seen Qin Ming practice like this, and he really did have a bit of the charm of a young grandmaster.

She recalled the records of the founders of the Six Imperial Forces and the Sky-Supporting Force in the Land of the Outer World. They must have been no different when they were young.

Beneath the bowl-shaped pit, Qin Ming’s entire body was enveloped in the Wuji Force, as if he had become one with the earth. He exhaled a breath of heavenly light and concluded his practice there.

He felt that as a young patriarch, it was not shameful to have mastered the Wuji Sutra to this level.

Next, he used the rich sunlight to practice the Overlord’s Wind Force and Overlord Force, and he vaguely understood why the Overlord had become stronger and stronger since the Spirit Field Realm.

“Combining the force of wind and the domineering force with his spiritual field, he borrows the power of heaven and earth. His spiritual field is very special. The wind stirs up dark clouds and attracts lightning. It is integrated into the domineering force. How can an ordinary person withstand it?”

Qin Ming pondered that the Overlord could borrow power from the spiritual field in several ways.

He certainly can’t use it now, but there’s one method that might be worth trying in certain areas.

He has mastered the Wuji Scripture, which allows him to temporarily become one with the earth. The earth veins here are filled with rich heavenly light. If he were to use the Overlord’s wind force and domineering force to borrow its power, it would be worth a try!

Qin Ming’s “Grass-Walking” movement technique also included wind force, but it was completely different in style and form from the wind force in the Overlord’s Legacy. The latter was devastating, sweeping away everything in its path, and possessed boundless dominance. Soon after, he pushed the wind force and domineering force to their limits, pondering for a long time how to combine them with the Wuji Classic, but finally stopped at the crucial stage.

If he were to trigger the light within this giant pit, even a small burst would cause a huge commotion. Moreover, he’s still at the bottom of the pit; if he accidentally “sent himself away,” things would get really messy.

After mastering the newly acquired Wind Force, Overlord Force, and Wuji Force, Qin Ming did not rush to integrate them into one.

He began to practice other techniques again. Since the process of rebirth always lasted one or two days, he could take advantage of the inexhaustible daylight to study other techniques.

In particular, he focused on comprehending the two extraordinary skills that had once greatly increased his strength: the Fire Scripture and the Golden Silkworm Skill. The key points that he couldn’t master in the past are now possible.

After all, his journey to the Mountain and River Spirit Nest had given him the foundation of a young ancestor.

Sure enough, after he re-comprehended the Fire-Separating Skill, he was different from before and could continue practicing it.

On Qin Ming’s body, the Li Huo Jin transformed into flames, and the dazzling divine flames gradually detached from his body, enveloping him without harming his flesh and hair.

After the fire appeared, it could nourish his own flesh and blood and burn the opponent’s heavenly light. He tried it carefully, and a piece of naturally existing heavenly light in front of him exploded.

“What a great technique! This is a terrifying nemesis for many Heavenly Light Force practitioners!” Qin Ming exclaimed.

No wonder Xiang Yiwu, a disciple of Buddha, insisted on exchanging with him and couldn’t wait to start practicing.

“He has the Golden Cicada, and I have the Golden Silkworm. Can we use the Fire of Separation to refine the Golden Silkworm here?”

Before refining the Golden Silkworm in fire, Qin Ming first practiced the Golden Silkworm Technique separately, aiming to elevate its level.

As expected, he was able to continue practicing this extraordinary skill. Dense golden threads appeared on his body, weaving into a net to protect him.

When he launches an attack, all the golden threads rise from his body, about three inches away, with an indestructible force that can break through the opponent’s Heavenly Light Force and even pierce through the flesh.

“Refining the golden silkworm with fire is really effective! Fire overcoming metal is also a kind of spur and a driving force!”

Clearly, Qin Ming gained a great deal from this trip into the deep pit.

The Fire Force and Golden Silkworm Force that he has now mastered have reached the level that only Outer Saints can access, and are already at the same level as the Earth Force.

“Yellow Mud Palm, Silk Reeling Force, Vajra Force… all need to be improved!”

When Qin Ming got tired, he would eat some dry food and then find a place with less light and fog to take a nap.

Time flies, and more than a day has passed. Qin Ming’s sixth rebirth is almost complete.

During this time, the disciples of the Fangwai Sect used various methods to startle Qin Ming several times. They used explosives, a byproduct of alchemy, to try to blast through the giant pit and “release” the sunlight. However, apart from causing an explosion, it did not achieve much.

Some even wanted to bring in a fire spring to flood the sinkhole.

Some people even used “mechanical beasts” crafted by otherworldly beings, but they were completely destroyed by the celestial light shortly after being placed inside.

“How about this? Each of us will refine a drop of pure Yang blood essence and a wisp of pure Yang consciousness light from within our bodies, both of which must be completely free of the ‘Yin spirit’ attribute. Don’t tell me you can’t do it, that it’s just a drop and a wisp. Then, we’ll attach these blood essence and consciousness light to a few Outer Saints to protect them as they go in and bring out the near-immortal artifacts. How does that sound?”

The suggestion caused quite a stir.

Because this method is feasible and relatively safe, no one needs to take any risks. Although there is some consumption involved in cutting off a drop of pure yang blood essence and a wisp of pure yang consciousness light, one can recover after a period of recuperation.

However, with a large number of people, opinions are bound to be divided, especially among the elite disciples who feel that they are doing all the work for nothing and losing their pure yang spirituality for no reason, so they are not very willing.

After some twists and turns, the core disciples discussed the matter and insisted that it had to be done this way, and the other disciples from outside the sect all reluctantly agreed.

After all, many people were already attached to the core disciples and came to help them. They had already gone through the ninety-nine prostrations, so what difference would one last tremor make?

However, their efficiency was not very high, as they were all supervising each other, fearing that the essence blood given by each disciple would not have pure yang attributes.

At this moment, Qin Ming’s sixth freshman year has ended for some time, and he is carefully experiencing and feeling the changes within himself.

“My strength is probably over nine thousand jin!” This was his instinctive intuition, and he believed that this judgment was correct.

Ultimately, his current achievements are inseparable from his trip to the Mountain and River Spirit Nest.

“We really have to thank Qingyue,” Qin Ming said with some emotion.

Cui Chongxuan’s use of the Six Imperial Heart Sutra to cultivate his body and enhance his inner strength is merely a step towards becoming an extraordinary person.

What level has Qin Ming reached now?

If converted to the level of a newborn, his foundational strength has now reached 1,500 jin.

Even after nine rebirths, the young extraordinary person only possessed a strength of over 8,000 jin. Yet, after six rebirths, he already possessed a strength of 9,000 jin. What level is this? The demeanor of a young ancestor, or even stronger!

In fact, concrete power is merely a facade; what it truly reveals is inner strength and foreshadows future potential!

Because this allows us to determine how far a person can go on the path of rebirth.

“Hmm, this is the path of a grandmaster, unpredictable,” Qin Ming chuckled to himself.

He began to gather and merge the various celestial energy forces.

Qin Ming used silk calligraphy to master all methods and control all celestial light, achieving a fusion and unification.

In an instant, the three extraordinary skills and eighteen kinds of power techniques he had practiced roared and resonated simultaneously, forming a layer of mysterious radiance around his body.

The light was exceptionally brilliant and sacred, as if blessed by a divine halo, enveloping his body and making him appear ethereal and transcendent, like a god walking among mortals.

Qin Ming exhaled a breath of stale air, the brilliant light of the sky receded, and he returned to his original simplicity, becoming a handsome and refined young man once again.

Without needing to test it, he knew that his unified Heavenly Light Force had undergone another qualitative change, its power increasing significantly.

At the same time, he discovered a “strange light” within his flesh and blood, and realized that it was an ability that had emerged after his rebirth.

Those who walk this path will develop special abilities after their sixth rebirth. Some of these abilities are useless, while others are quite extraordinary.

Qin Ming did not activate the light, because if he did, he didn’t know when it would recover. With a major battle imminent, he didn’t want to prematurely deplete a means of power.

He trembled slightly, and the energy of the heavenly light surged, instantly making his body clean and flawless, even the strands of his hair were crystal clear, without a speck of dust.

Qin Ming put his golden clothes and armor back on and walked out of the sinkhole. He did not approach the legendary item, because whoever touched it first would become a target.

Now, let those people consume their pure yang blood essence and spiritual light. He can take advantage of the chaos to strike at the crucial moment, and it would be best to drag everyone into the battlefield.

He came to the surface, breathed in the fresh air, and looked down at the giant pit where the sky flowed. He really liked it!

Qin Ming wanted to stay here permanently and continue to regenerate his body.

Unfortunately, everyone has a buffer period, and for the average person, it shouldn’t exceed five times a year.

He has broken this limit and remains unaffected, but the intervals cannot be too close. A sixth freshman within a year would be beyond the scope for others and could damage their foundation.

“I think if I wait another ten days or half a month, I can continue my seventh rebirth. Unfortunately, the people outside the mortal realm probably won’t give me that time,” Qin Ming sighed.

Out of curiosity, he went to see what the pure yang blood essence of the lay disciple looked like.

He saw some acquaintances, such as Zheng Maoze and Zeng Yuan.

Although neither of them were core disciples, they were quite strong and were waiting for their opportunity.

Qin Ming didn’t like them, but he had to admit that the two of them were quite strong and had already entered the second major realm—the Yellow Court.

No wonder even Li Qingxu’s cousin had secretly mocked him in Chixia City, saying that after Qin Ming reached the peak, he might be able to come to this secluded place to see his old friend.

Reality is indeed cruel. Qin Ming is only now beginning his new life. If he were not exceptionally talented, he would probably end up as the other party said.

Wang Caiwei, Lu Zhenyi, and Chen Bingyan walked together. They hadn’t given up and were all waiting for a special opportunity to appear.

“Their pure yang blood essence is nothing special. In that case, my blood’s pure yang attribute isn’t bad.” Qin Ming pondered. His ability to receive the light from beyond the world and enter and exit it made sense.

“The disciple from the outer sect has only refined a drop of pure yang blood essence, which is clearly not enough.” Just then, Hu Tingwen, a core disciple, spoke up.

“I…” Zheng Maoze had just offered a drop of pure yang blood and was already about to curse. This kind of blood was very precious. Did they expect him to refine a second drop?

Hu Tingwen said, “Senior brothers, please don’t misunderstand. What I mean is that we also need to ask the Outer Saints present to refine a drop of pure Yang blood essence.”

“That’s feasible,” many of the disciples from outside the sect nodded.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming turned and left. Why should he offer his pure yang blood essence to them? It was simply impossible.

“No one is allowed to leave!” someone shouted.

Ignoring the other golden-armored guards, Qin Ming strode forward.

Zheng Maoze happened to be in this area, so he naturally had to protect the reputation of the Fangwai Sect, saying, “I’m talking to you, why don’t you stop?”

Qin Ming turned around and said, “I came to lend a hand, not as anyone’s follower. Moreover, my collaborator has already left, so I have no obligation to help you consume your pure yang blood.”

Zheng Maoze said, “Support? Since you’re here, you should be prepared to come over quickly.”

“I am a disciple abandoned by Buddha, how dare you deceive me?” Qin Ming said.

“His identity as a traitor to Buddha has been revealed; he is not here,” Zheng Maoze said with a smile, walking forward to force the golden-armored guard to donate blood.

Qin Ming said in a deep voice, “Then I will tell you the truth. I am a direct descendant of the Six Imperial Forces. Even if you are a disciple of the outside world, you are not qualified to order me around.”

“Why don’t you say that you are the Six Emperors in person, or that the Buddha himself has arrived?” Zheng Maoze actually attacked directly.

Qin Ming now possesses the foundation of a young patriarch, having even mastered parts of the three extraordinary skills of the Outer Saint stage, and uses the silk calligraphy to govern all scriptures. He is truly not afraid of him now.

Since he couldn’t avoid it, he really wanted to test his current strength.

The next moment, Qin Ming made a decisive move, merging the three great skills and the eighteen kinds of Heavenly Light Force into one, bursting out with divine radiance, making him look like an immortal descending to earth.

“Ah…” Zheng Maoze exclaimed in surprise.

His consciousness was shattered and ignited by the opponent’s fist. His physical body was also hit by the punch, and the cracking sound of breaking bones rang out. He was sent flying a full twenty meters away.

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