Chapter 135 Young Master

In the night fog, a young man appeared. He was tall with slightly broad shoulders. Although not burly, he had a strong presence.

He walked over unhurriedly, with an inexplicable rhythm. Each step he took was like striking a special spiritual drum, resonating in people’s hearts.

So they’ve already made their move?

Nearby, some teenagers felt a tightness in their chests and were very uncomfortable; their hearts seemed to resonate with the sound of his footsteps.

Many people realized that the person who came was no ordinary person.

In the dead of night, the desolate wilderness, devoid of fire, is as if soaked in ink, and ordinary people can see nothing at all.

As the boy approached, his eyes shone brightly, like two lamps in the darkness. His steps were steady, each one as if precisely measured, with no deviation in either distance or force.

The ground trembled slightly as he arrived with a peculiar “force.” Some of the teenagers watching nearby felt as if their hearts were being gripped, and they felt increasingly uncomfortable.

With a clang, a sound of a blade rang out in the darkness. Qin Ming, who stood still, slightly drew the mutton-fat iron sword on his back, instantly breaking the rhythm.

The boy opposite was disturbed, his steps faltered, the special resonance disappeared, and wisps of earth essence dissipated into the night mist.

“Yu Zhuohan!” the visitor announced his name.

The mountains standing not far away were all swallowed by darkness, and not even a blurry shadow could be seen. This is the true face of the world of night fog.

Qin Ming had excellent eyesight; after six rebirths, he could see clearly through the night fog. Gazing ahead, he introduced himself, saying, “Qin Ming.”

Yu Zhuohan has a head of silver hair that falls to his shoulders, each strand glistening and even glowing in the dead of night. His face is chiseled and has a very three-dimensional look.

The two men sized each other up but did not rush to make a move.

Where did the Cui family find this helper? Even Meng Xinghai frowned slightly, feeling that this silver-haired youth was quite extraordinary.

The rules he set were rather “strict,” and he made it clear in advance that no external saints were allowed to participate in the battle, for fear that Cui He would invite help from those whose cultivation far exceeded the bounds of the Dao.

“This is probably not a pure newcomer,” said Qi Daoming, who had an ethereal air about him. He was the son-in-law of the Li family and was here purely to observe.

Moreover, the appearance of direct descendants from three generations of the Li family is clearly intended to undermine the Cui family. They are happy to see who wins and who loses, and they are all smiling.

Upon seeing the direct descendants of the Li family, Cui He and Cui Shuning’s expressions immediately turned cold, with no goodwill or warmth whatsoever between them.

Suddenly, the two sensed something and turned to look, only to find Wang Caiwei’s fifth uncle and her elder brother, who were also standing on the other side watching the battle.

In the past, the Cui family was in the wrong because they hadn’t informed the Wang family of the fake Cui Chonghe’s identity beforehand. Afterwards, when facing the Wang family’s direct descendants, they felt somewhat guilty.

In particular, this fake Cui Chonghe, who once traveled with Wang Caiwei, has shown signs of “transforming into a dragon” since embarking on the path of rebirth.

Most importantly, the Cui family had already abandoned him, sending him and a group of old men with little life left to lure away the main force of the Li family, so that he could die and contribute his remaining energy.

Even though some people within the Cui family wanted to “make amends,” they all had reservations, believing that there was an irreparable rift between the two sides that could lead to future trouble.

In the distance, Zheng Maorong whispered fiercely, “Look at Cui He, the fourth brother who practices the Yi Mu Gong. His green hair and pale face look as ugly as if he ate a dead rat. He actually dared to slap me. I’ll definitely get my revenge later!”

He had relied on his status and, without personally taking action, had used his eyes and a faint smile to incite others to harm Qin Ming.

The other people of his age, both men and women, all from prominent families, wore complex expressions as they looked at Qin Ming in the night fog, thinking about the past. Some of them had once been very close to him, belonging to Qin Ming’s old friends.

This time, these scions of prominent families heard that many acquaintances would be coming to watch the match, so they all came in droves.

More than two years have passed. Some of these people have long since disdained to associate with the fake Cui Chonghe, but others once wanted to visit him in this remote place, and today they took the opportunity to come to the scene.

In the distance, amidst swirling black mist, Li Qingyun appeared, sitting on a large blue stone with a wine jar in one hand and a wine cup in the other, gesturing to Fifth Master Cui to drink together.

Cui Laowu didn’t want to pay attention, finding the atmosphere too overpowering; he was completely being coerced. He had already realized that unless Qin Ming entered a sect’s ancestral court or joined a prestigious university, he wouldn’t be able to escape.

Under the night fog, the two boys made their move!

The battle broke out, and everyone in the surrounding area fell silent; there was no sound.

In the darkness, astonishing celestial energy flowed from the bodies of the two, like two bolts of lightning piercing the night, illuminating the wilderness, and colliding fiercely.

Yu Zhuohan quickly retreated, his chest heaving violently as he gasped for breath. In that brief exchange of blows, he had felt an immense pressure.

The Cui family members remained calm, showing no signs of worry.

The Lu family members, who were only there to watch the show and had no connection to the matter, were now showing signs of surprise. It seemed that it had been confirmed that Qin Ming was indeed an extraordinary person!

Lu Yuzhi stared intently. She truly hadn’t expected that Qin Ming, whom she had met by chance in Jinrui City, would possess such astonishing comprehension and might even be an extraordinary individual. With such a foundation, he was absolutely qualified to enter the Yuqing lineage.

“He has grown to this level in such a short time?” Zheng Maorong’s expression changed, and it didn’t look good.

In the night fog, Qin Ming remained calm and composed, his tall figure like a mountain, exuding a sense of oppression as he approached his opponent.

He knew this opponent was extremely strong; he had managed to withstand his punch without injury, and seemed quite confident.

He assessed the situation; the silver-haired youth possessed extraordinary physique, boasting a strength exceeding eight thousand jin, practically qualifying him as a superhuman. If he were to use six…

Using the Heart Sutra and the Tathagata Sutra to nourish one’s body will inevitably lead to rapid entry into that realm.

Yu Zhuohan looked up in the night fog, his whole body becoming translucent, as if mysterious patterns were spreading and expanding within his flesh, and his body surface shone with a bright silver light.

Regardless of his confidence, Qin Ming was fearless. He took a step forward, traversing the uneven wilderness, and arrived in an instant, pressing down with his palm.

Yu Zhuohan’s entire body seemed to be surrounded by rising silver-white flames, and his temperament was completely different. This time, he still dared to confront his opponent head-on, and even brought out a terrifying fist light.

Sure enough, his strength increased significantly. He fought Qin Ming with lightning speed, colliding with him repeatedly. It seemed as if the earth’s energy was rising from beneath his feet, while his body was bathed in flames.

Qin Ming was deeply surprised. At this stage, newcomers could hardly absorb the essence of the earth. Had the other party also practiced the Wuji? And mastered the fist techniques of the fire domain? The combination of the two seemed to be quite powerful.

The next moment, the soil beneath Qin Ming’s feet trembled, the earth’s essence surged, and his Wuji Fist erupted, striking out with lightning speed.

The two collided like two meteors, emitting brilliant sparks and surging the sky. There were multiple large collisions, and wherever they passed, huge rocks in the wilderness crumbled and towering ancient trees exploded.

With a bang, Yu Zhuohan was thrown a long way, crashing into an old tree that was over a hundred years old. He staggered and landed on the ground, breathing heavily.

In the night sky, it was as if a brilliant rainbow had streaked across the sky. Qin Ming gave him no time to breathe, approaching at lightning speed. His fiery energy erupted, and his right palm shone brightly as he pressed forward, like a golden crow soaring through the sky, dazzlingly bright and crushing all the night mist.

With a deafening roar, sand and stones flew everywhere, ancient trees crumbled, and figures leaped about as Qin Ming relentlessly pursued Yu Zhuohan. The Cui family members’ expressions changed slightly, but they showed no signs of anxiety.

Someone said, “This Qin Ming is incredibly strong in his freshman stage. He can calmly suppress such a powerful opponent, which is quite remarkable.”

Then, the Wang family members looked at Cui He, and Wang Caiwei’s eldest brother asked, “Just how many times has Qin Ming been reborn?” Because many people felt that something was wrong.

Yu Zhuohan, practically an extraordinary individual, was surprisingly suppressed by Qin Ming. As far as they knew, Qin Ming had only been on the path of a new student for less than six months. It should be noted that within this timeframe, there was a red line: new students could not exceed five attempts!

Meng Xinghai smiled and said, “Qin Ming is a lucky kid. In the past, in order to avoid starvation, he became a hunter. He once dug up a’Spirit Bamboo Shoot’ in Black and White Mountain. After eating it, he was purified by it. The red line that he could not be reborn more than five times a year was no longer binding him.”

Many people were astonished. Could someone really have such luck? A single ethereal bamboo shoot is priceless; it can neutralize toxins and curses, making it a rare and precious medicine.

Of course, if it can grow into an ethereal bamboo, its value will be even greater. It doesn’t need to be ingested; simply carrying it around will purify your flesh and blood at all times.

Meng Xinghai had to make up a story, otherwise the problem would be too serious.

Even when he learned that Qin Ming had undergone six rebirths and his arm strength had reached nine thousand jin, he still felt it was too unbelievable and was somewhat stunned. If this got out, he was afraid that some incredibly terrifying seniors would come in person, not just the strong on the path of rebirth, and those people would study Qin Ming’s body.

If that happens, even if Li Qingyun is nearby, he won’t be able to protect Qin Ming.

Upon hearing this, Wang Caiwei’s elder brother glanced at Cui He indifferently and said, “Even after he embarked on his journey, he was more powerful than Cui Chongxuan, who was nurtured by the Cui family with the’Six Imperial Heart Sutra’. If this continues, could he rival Cui Chonghe, who has the potential to become an immortal?”

Cui Shuning said with some displeasure, “How can someone on the path of rebirth compare to a near-immortal seed from the land beyond the mundane world? Even if he is one of the best among the extraordinary beings, in front of Chonghe, he is just a divine armor guard, or a follower at a higher level. He has reached the end of the road!”

Cui He also spoke up, disliking what the Wang family said, “His upper limit is set; there are insurmountable hurdles. There are countless newcomers, but how many ultimately become patriarchs like Qingtian, Rulai, or Liuyu? Moreover, even such a sect leader only managed to hone his cultivation level by enduring the passage of time.”

Meng Xinghai interrupted him rudely, saying, “You all talk a lot. Have you prepared the fragments of the *Yi Mu Jing* and the *Zhu Shi Jing*?”

“It’s still uncertain who will win or lose!” Cui Shuning replied, her face shrouded in night mist, but her expression was still incredibly cold.

With a boom, as if in response to their words, Qin Ming’s body was filled with wind energy, as if he were flying through the air, stepping on the fresh wild grass, chasing after Yu Zhuohan who had already been knocked away. The fire energy burst out, like a raging flame burning the night sky, and once again blasted his opponent away.

A group of teenagers were shocked. This old acquaintance, who had been exiled to a remote place and almost killed off, had managed to get to this point through his own efforts.

“You’re too arrogant and proud!” Cui Shuning shouted at the silver-haired boy when she saw that things were not going well.

Yu Zhuohan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood in the wilderness, and said, “I’m not just helping you, but also exchanging blows and honing my skills.”

The next moment, the obvious abnormalities on his body became even more pronounced. Silver flames actually flowed out of his body, and his entire body emitted a dazzling light. His head of crystal-clear hair seemed to be on fire, and every pore on his body was surging with intense flames.

In the thick night fog, he seemed to be standing in a burning silver moon!

“Warlocks from the Outer Lands?” Some people looked surprised. As for the group of teenagers, they were greatly shocked.

“He’s a member of the esoteric sect, and a very rare one at that—he’s a natural-born ability user!” someone said, revealing the silver-haired boy’s true background.

This is quite astonishing. Yu Zhuohan’s physical body is already close to that of an extraordinary person, but his expertise lies in the methods of the esoteric sect. This young powerhouse is clearly no ordinary person.

Qin Ming was fearless and pressed forward, displaying a calm and composed demeanor, completely unconcerned about the other party’s background.

Yu Zhuohan was dazzling, standing in the burning silver moon. He waved his hand violently, and instantly, a crescent-shaped halo of light flew out and slashed towards Qin Ming.

Qin Ming didn’t pause at all. He simply tilted his head slightly to avoid the attack and stepped forward with a powerful surge of Heavenly Light Energy.

Yu Zhuohan swept his hands across the air, and countless flames burst forth, transforming into silver blades that blazed fiercely and slashed forward at lightning speed.

Qin Ming continued to approach, showing no sign of stopping, but a brilliant golden light emanated from his body, enveloping his entire being, while the Heavenly Light Force was three inches away from his body.

His protective technique—the Golden Light Shield—expanded completely.

All the fiery spirit blades struck the golden light shield, faintly producing metallic clanging sounds, but they couldn’t break through the defense.

Yu Zhuohan formed hand seals, rapidly changing his hand gestures, and then conjured a silver spear that flowed with dazzling light, carrying a flame that seemed capable of burning the night sky. He then hurled it out.

Qin Ming remained unmoved. The golden light shield faded, revealing golden threads covering and spreading across his hands, extending three inches beyond his body. He slammed his palms forward, then with a bang, caught the blinding flaming spear. Next, he forcefully crushed the spear with both hands, causing it to shatter with a deafening boom, transforming into dazzling streams of light that vanished into the night sky.

Qin Ming strode forward steadily, closing in on his opponent as if a mountain had descended upon him!

Someone sighed, “Composure! He can easily neutralize the powerful innate abilities of such a cult member. Lately, I’ve been hearing a lot about the so-called ‘young master’s demeanor’ in the nightly newspapers, but I think this young man truly possesses that aura!”

Qin Ming’s left fist and right palm both emitted dazzling golden light, like two golden suns crossing the night sky, shining with divine radiance and suppressing his opponent!