Chapter 132, Part 15

“I still need to cultivate diligently and strive to improve myself,” Qin Ming muttered to himself, looking in the direction where Li Qingyue had disappeared.

The realm beyond the mundane world is far larger than he imagined, encompassing Pure Land, Immortal Land, Yang Land, and Calamity Land. The struggle for near-immortal items involves all the lineages of the Pure Land system.

The departure of his old friend left Qin Ming somewhat lost in thought.

At this moment, Qi Daoming, like him, stood motionless.

However, their feelings were completely different. Lord Qi felt like the sky was about to fall. Several betting odds outside the venue were related to him, and now they had collapsed!

Who placed such a huge bet? Two big bettors placed their bets on Qin Ming to win at the exact time. He had no idea that anyone was betting so big.

Qi Daoming gritted his teeth and said, “Compensation? What? You’ll just run away with the money right now. One of the villains is definitely Meng Xinghai. This time, let’s just flip the table and screw him over!”

One of the partners, looking dejected, said, “Lord City Lord, where do we go? That’s a direct descendant of the Meng family, and he’s incredibly powerful. If he catches us…”

Qi Daoming said in a low voice, “You should go deep into the mountains shrouded in night fog and keep going until you reach the higher-level aliens to lay low for a while.”

Then he shut up, because the black mist filled the air and an old man with white hair and a youthful face appeared. Most importantly, there was another old man tucked under his armpit.

“Young man, are you trying to swindle me out of Zhou Jin?” Li Qingyun asked with an unfriendly expression.

Qi Daoming could hardly believe his eyes. He didn’t know who the old man who asked the question was, but he recognized the seventh master of the Cui family at a glance. He was actually being held like this.

He was exceptionally talented, valued by the Li family, and as their son-in-law, he naturally knew some of the direct descendants of rival families. He immediately felt a chill run down his spine; not to mention the main figure, even that Cui Laowu under his arm could pose a threat. Qi Daoming dared not hesitate and immediately said, “Senior is joking; you will not lose a single coin of the prize money you won!”

Li Qingyun nodded and said, “You’re smart enough to do business with integrity. Don’t cause any trouble and ruin my drinking time with my old brother.”

Fifth Master Cui’s mentality was on the verge of collapse, just like Qi Daoming’s. Was this how one drank? He really wanted to spit out, “Pah!”

The black mist flowed, and Li Qingyun, along with Cui Laowu, vanished in an instant.

In an inn in Zhuguang City, Cui He and Cui Shuning looked grave. Qin Ming actually had a hidden family behind him, which was very bad.

They are indeed a family with a thousand-year history, but they are unwilling to confront such a behemoth lurking in the mist.

The reclusive families don’t have that many members, but they are all highly skilled, making them quite feared by all sides, mainly because it’s difficult to ascertain their true strength.

When they are weak, they are almost invisible. At their peak, they can crush even ancient families. No one wants to break ties with a reclusive family unless absolutely necessary.

Qin Ming pondered, “There are so many powerful figures in a secluded paradise.”

In that instant, he thought of many things. When the “products” in the special nodes of Black and White Mountain matured, a young woman in green robes stole the greatest fortune.

Qin Ming obtained a mysterious liquid from the “scraps” that it had discarded, which allowed him to resonate with the items that contained the fruits of the predecessors’ hard work.

Clearly, the girl in blue was also a person from outside the secular world.

“Could he be from a celestial land beyond the mortal realm? He doesn’t seem to be from the Yang Earth.”

Qin Ming knew that she must have a very important background, as her mount was a golden roc!

Furthermore, her strength was quite extraordinary; she dared to snatch food from the jaws of the tiger in Black and White Mountain, and she succeeded.

The seemingly ordinary “scraps” that Qin Ming obtained caused an unusual change in his mental perception. He wondered what benefits the colorful “main ingredients” in the woman’s blue dress had given her.

Although he believed that his “leftovers” might be a case of nature’s resources being wasted, he could not deny the extraordinary nature of the “main ingredient” in the woman’s hands, which might be priceless.

When Qin Ming thought about these things, he naturally recalled that there was also a girl in white accompanying the woman in green.

Although the girl in white meant no harm, she once laughed at his simplicity, saying that when he stood atop the mountain, there might be a slight chance that he could see them from afar and point out the difference between them, as if they were separated by mountains and seas.

Qin Ming couldn’t help but sigh at the abundance of talented people in this secluded place.

And this is only what we see on the surface; this path is truly unfathomable. Most importantly, the Celestial Land, Yang Land, and Calamity Land have not yet clearly emerged.

“Everyone’s gone, and you’re still lost in thought?” Meng Xinghai walked over, grinning. He’d made a fortune this time. “I hope everything goes well for Qingyue; the competition on her side is fierce,” Qin Ming said.

“It’s the same everywhere,” Meng Xinghai said.

Qin Ming nodded and said, “The Night Mist World is vast and boundless, teeming with powerful beings. The few lineages I know of have only just begun to surface, yet they already seem unfathomable. And there are some paths that I haven’t even come into much contact with yet, such as the esoteric sects and higher beings.”

Under the night fog, Crimson Cloud City came into view, and they returned quickly.

In the city lord’s mansion, Meng Xinghai was counting large sums of gold notes, his face beaming with smiles.

Qin Ming tilted his head to look. Old Meng wouldn’t let him bet, but he himself was radiating the aura of Daylight Gold. “Uncle Meng, when is the next round?” Qin Ming was envious, planning to bring all his Daylight Gold next time. “Here, take a look at your winnings this time.” Meng Xinghai handed him a small bag about the size of a palm.

When Qin Ming opened it, a burst of five-colored light shot out, dazzling him so much that he couldn’t open his eyes. Inside were fruits the size of fingernails, some lush and green, some as red as blood diamonds, and some as white as jade. They were similar in size and shape, but different in color.

These are fallen fruits, not very big, because in early spring they haven’t grown much yet.

Qin Ming said, “If the fruits that fell to the ground early are already like this, then the ripe five-colored fruits… it’s really unimaginable.”

Meng Xinghai smiled and told him, “The ripe fruit can be as big as a fist, and the five-colored divine light emanating from the tree can illuminate the heavens and the earth.” Qin Ming could only marvel; the fallen fruit, no bigger than a fingernail, was nothing compared to it.

Meng Xinghai said, “I’ve never eaten it either. That kind of fruit is produced in very small quantities and has extremely strong medicinal effects, so it’s impossible for it to be widely known.”

Qin Ming smiled and said, “If there is an opportunity in the future, I will offer Uncle Meng a few ripe five-colored fruits as a token of my respect.”

Meng Xinghai smiled and said, “Then you’ll have to work hard. If a master-level figure were to visit, the Five-Colored Fruit would be served as an ordinary fruit.”

The fallen fruit contained a rich celestial light. Qin Ming planned to consume it after his seventh rebirth, which would strengthen the celestial light within his body and allow him to integrate various martial arts techniques.

However, less than a few days had passed since his sixth rebirth on Mount Luofu, and even his extraordinary physique was nearing its limit.

Others get five rebirths a year, which is already the limit; crossing the line would cause serious health problems. Qin Ming felt that if he took about half a month to recover, he might be able to get another rebirth.

The main reason is that he has a very strong foundation!

The local edition of the evening paper published the news of Qin Ming’s victory over Chen Yuan, praising him lavishly and saying that his performance was remarkable and extraordinary.

As for the official night report, the version distributed to many major cities, it didn’t mention this showdown at all.

Because Chasing Light City and Crimson Cloud City are relatively remote and not yet of a high enough level, no one cares about the fight between two teenagers in such places.

Of course, a few members of prominent families were exceptions. They knew about Qin Ming’s past and paid a little attention to him, but only as gossip during their leisure time.

After all, the fake Cui Chonghe had already faded out of their circle.

Undoubtedly, the competition among the cities for the “first place” has a huge impact, and many people are currently paying attention and discussing it.

Therefore, the evening paper continued to follow up, often reporting on it extensively on the main page.

Prodigies emerging from influential megacities become sought-after figures, and new talents are constantly emerging, with some exceptionally gifted teenagers gradually becoming well-known.

“Ling Yu of Liuguang City has amazed the world. He truly deserves to be hailed as having the demeanor of a young grandmaster. He has already defeated several formidable figures who are currently enjoying great success.”

Moreover, according to reports, Ling Yu was very modest, saying that there were people more powerful than him, like the blazing sun waiting to break through the black clouds.

Qin Ming didn’t stop and started racking up battle records as well, because some major sects’ ancestral temples and special higher education institutions were already selecting top talents.

Over the next two days, Qin Ming played four matches, betting on himself in advance each time.

Unfortunately, Meng Xinghai made a fortune in Zhuguang City, almost bankrupting Qi Daoming and ruining his reputation. Many people are already on guard against the people from Chixia City.

Moreover, they have already realized that Qin Ming’s strength is indeed terrifying!

Therefore, betting on him to win has extremely low odds, and there’s almost no chance of making a profit.

By this point, Qin Ming had won five consecutive games, making him quite famous locally, but he still couldn’t make it onto the main page of the night newspaper, which was dedicated to the City Prodigies.

During this period, a young extraordinary person emerged in Jinrui City, and the news spread throughout the cities under the night fog, with the night newspapers continuously reporting on it.

“Finally, an extraordinary person has appeared.” Qin Ming was also reading the night newspaper.

Among the “firsts” in various places, an extraordinary person appeared for the first time, and their identity was confirmed, causing a huge sensation.

Although people believe that Ling Yu, who has the demeanor of a young master in Liuguang City, is also an extraordinary person, he himself has never responded.

Over the next two days, Qin Ming traveled to three more locations, achieving an eight-game winning streak.

After returning, he took a short rest and had a small gathering in Chixia City with Xu Sheng, Wu Zheng, Sister Fenfang, and Zhou Lin. “Look, a giant white peacock is descending from the sky.”

Xu Sheng had once been a traveling merchant and had excellent eyesight. From his window seat, he immediately spotted a strange bird circling down from the clouds in the night sky.

Following closely behind, a five-colored spirit bird pierced through the clouds and descended into the city. Then, a large blue bird appeared, circling as it approached Crimson Cloud City.

They are extraordinary flying mounts, and each of these exotic birds has some young faces on its body.

Soon people learned that these people were not ordinary individuals; they came from Shenzhao Academy, Wuxing Palace, and Wenxin Academy, respectively.

“Are you here in Crimson Cloud City to select disciples?” Yu Que flew over, showing no stage fright, and greeted the group warmly.

“We’re passing through here to resupply before heading to a giant city. We’ve heard that a young extraordinary person has appeared there,” someone replied.

Clearly, after the three forces met on the road, they were close to each other and all wanted to recruit that extraordinary person.

“We have a young powerhouse here who has won eight consecutive matches. Don’t miss out!” Yu Que informed them. “Then let him register himself.”

Yu Que asked, “Can I become your core disciple?” “In this region, even a winning streak of forty-eight games is not enough.”

Undoubtedly, all three sides acted rather indifferently, showing little concern for their performance in remote areas. Soon after, they hurriedly set off.

A few days later, Qin Ming had won fifteen consecutive matches.

Finally, the main page of the night report mentioned it briefly, but still did not name anyone. The gist of it was that in remote cities such as Chimei and Jinxi, several young people with impressive battle records had emerged, some of whom had won more than ten consecutive matches.

Meng Xinghai told Qin Ming, “Make some preparations recently. I guess Cui He is getting restless. They don’t want you to enter the prestigious ancestral temple of the great sect, and they’re probably going to find someone to challenge you.”

He smiled and said, “Now that they know you are an extraordinary person, I will provoke Cui He by saying that you want to enter the ancestral court of the Six Emperors lineage. Hmm, they will probably be very worried, afraid that you will steal Cui Chongxuan’s core disciple spot.”

Meng Xinghai felt it was time to make appropriate arrangements, and then asked Cui He to bring out the “Yi Mu Jing” (Book of Wood).