Chapter 236 – What? This thing can beat up a holy son? (4000 words)
Chapter 236 What? This thing can beat up a holy son? (4000 words)
“Master …… why are you here?”
Hearing the voice of Dugu Qingshang, Li Drunken Moon shivered violently, hiding the Soul Fighting Machine in his hand behind his back, and smiled sarcastically.
“Hiding what?” Dokgo Kiyoshi glanced at him and said.
“No …… nothing!” Li Drunken Moon was a little weak, master teacher seems to have a lot of opinions about master Wang Xiu during this period of time, this Soul Fighting Machine is from master Wang Xiu’s handwriting, if he is known, he still does not know what kind of fire he is going to send!
“Bring it!” Dugu Qingshang stretched out her hand, her tone was flat, not angry and authoritative.
Li Drunken Moon swallowed her saliva, and finally submitted to her master’s lustful authority, handing the thing over.
“Hmm?”
Dugu Qing Shan received the Soul Fighting Machine, her eyebrows lightly raised, her expression slightly grave.
This palm-sized token was engraved with incomparably complex arcane patterns, giving off a very extraordinary feeling.
“What is this thing?” Duchess Qing Shan asked.
“Soul Fighting Machine!” Li Drunken Moon answered truthfully.
“What the hell?” Duchess Qing Shan raised her eyebrows, having never heard of it.
“It’s …… a new organ puppet developed by Master Wang Xiu that can be used to sharpen the Dao!” Li Drunken Moon busily said, “I’m not lazy, but I’m using this thing to sharpen my sword dao, and the effect is very good! It’s much faster than practicing the sword everyday ……”
“Ridiculous!”
Hearing Wang Xiu’s name, Dugu Qing Shao came to be angry, let alone Li Drunken Moon saying something as outrageous as that, a huff surfaced on her cold and lonely face, “How many times has the teacher told you?
The way of cultivation, most avoid being overly ambitious and wanting to take shortcuts!
Especially my sword road, want to step on the sword road extreme realm, must be down-to-earth, firm sword heart, break through thousands of difficulties and dangers, through the cold of the bones ……
Only then can it be accomplished!
With the help of external forces, even if you do achieve something for a while, how far can you go?”
“Master ……,” Li Drunken Moon was scolded by his head, shrinking his neck and wanting to defend.
“You really let your master down!”
Duchess Qing Shan looked at Li Drunken Moon and slowly shook her head, her eyes filled with a disappointed look.
“But Senior Brother Wang Xiu, he ……”
“You still dare to mention him?” Dugu Qingshang hated him and said, “I told you to lessen your dealings with him but you just didn’t listen! He is the future Saint Son, twelve-colored Yuan Ying, even if he only cultivates for one hour a day to ponder on these strange techniques, his future achievements will still be higher than yours ……”
“You follow him around like this, have you ever thought about how far you can go in the future?”
Li Drunken Moon was depressed, “Why would I want to compete with Senior Brother Wang Xiu? It’s not like we are rivals! If we can’t compete, we can’t compete. ……”
Dugu Qingshang rebuked, “Nonsense! The main road is like a river, a hundred boats compete for the flow, if you don’t advance, you will retreat, do you need me to repeat such a truth?
As a sword cultivator, one should have a proud sword bone, invincible sword heart, and step through all difficulties!
How can you become a great man if you are so self-absorbed?”
Li Drunken Moon muttered in a low voice: “Then you have been fighting with Master Luo for your entire life, and you haven’t won a single time ah……”
When these words came out, Dugu Qing Shao’s face stiffened, black lines sprouting from her forehead.
In an instant, Li Drunken Moon felt like she was enveloped by a thick killing intent, her scalp tingling and her bones creeping.
“Ahem, Master! This Soul Fighting Machine is really useful, disciple doesn’t dare to lie to you, why don’t you try it out?”
Li Drunken Moon had a jolt and hastily changed the topic.
“Hmph! This seat is dedicated to the sword, and will never touch such strange and lewd skillful things!” Duchess Qing Shallow tilted her head, proud and bony, her slender legs were as straight as a sword, crystal glowing in the sunlight.
“Uh, I heard that there is a brand in this Soul Fighting Machine, it is the brand left by Master Wang Xiu himself …… ” Li Drunken Moon’s eyes turned around and said this.
As soon as these words came out, Dokgoo Qing Shan jerked her head around, “Really?”
Li Drunken Moon nodded.
Dokgo Kiyoshi asked, “Can we fight?”
Li Drunken Moon said, “Of course I can, as long as you can beat it, Master, you can hang it up and beat it!”
Sure enough.
He believed that as long as Master Teacher put aside his prejudices and felt the magic of this Soul Fighting Machine.
He would definitely be able to experience the mysteries of it very quickly.
“Not early enough!”
Duchess Qing Shan picked up the Soul Fighting Machine, and battle intent surged in her eyes.
Li Drunken Moon: “……”
She flipped around and looked at it for half a day before suddenly stopping.
“What’s wrong, Master?” Li Drunken Moon’s heart thumped, she wouldn’t change her mind again, would she?
“This, how does it work?” After holding her tongue for half a day, Dokgoo Qing Shao asked numbly.
“……”
……
On the Dragon’s Head Peak.
In the Great Hall of Deliberation.
Zhuo Canglang’s gaze looked around as the many Immortal Sect executives present almost had a Soul Fighting Machine in their hands.
“Ouch, ouch, ouch …… just a little bit closer!”
“This sixty-six passes old man stuck for half a day, every time is just a little bit worse!”
“Heh, hot chicken, I’ve already hit the sixty-seventh level!”
“……”
The place was very lively, and everyone was having a great time.
You talk and I talk, it’s like a food market.
“Cough cough cough ……”
Zhuo Canglang cleared his throat, signaling the crowd to stop.
However, people just looked up at him and lowered their heads again to continue.
“Vixen, look at the stick!”
“This demon is too vicious, thick skin and flesh …… How did you guys pass the ancient demon elephant in the 65th level?”
“The Demon Elephant has infinite strength and extremely strong defense, but it’s not invulnerable, try to break its back door!”
“It really works!”
“……”
Zhuo Canglang: “……”
He was helpless and coughed aloud once again.
It drew everyone’s eyes over.
“Senior brothers, all stop and talk about your respective feelings!” He was the first to speak.
Upon hearing this, the crowd was then filled with reluctance as they put down their soul fighting machines.
“How can I say this? It’s been at least two hundred years since I’ve fought so soundly like this, it’s like I’ve returned to my youth!” An elder exclaimed.
“This Soul Fighting Machine of the Saint Son, it’s simply too well done, we don’t have to worry about dying, we just devote ourselves to fighting, honestly if I had such a treasure when I was young, I would never have stopped here!”
Another person exclaimed, causing everyone to resonate.
“The most important thing is the reward after each pass, it can accelerate the speed of our perception of the Dao, and we will develop a new understanding of our own divine abilities, this is the most precious of all, comparable to a supreme treasure medicine!”
Some people marveled, their eyes gleaming, having experienced that kind of extraordinary.
“This is very similar to the Divine Demon Mural, but it works better than the Divine Demon Mural! It can be popularized ……,” the Shadow Vein Head exclaimed.
Divine Demon murals were ancient relics that only appeared in the Holy Realm.
Moreover, the current period of time is uncertain, not every batch of pride that enters the inner world has such a chance.
Even if they had the chance to encounter the Divine Demon Mural, those with slightly poorer qualifications and insufficient chance would still not be able to comprehend anything from it.
But the Soul Fighting Machine is different, no matter how poor, as long as one consumes enough time in it, the improvement in strength is obvious. Moreover, the branding of the dao texts in the soul fighting machine was clearly visible, and the comprehension of the dao would be smoother.
The most crucial thing is that, at present, it seems that the soul fighting machine can be manufactured in large quantities, which is an advantage that is hard to match with the divine and demonic murals.
“If everyone in my Immortal Sect disciples use the Soul Fighting Machine, in the long run, I don’t need to talk about the revival of my Three Purities, but I can also surpass my past heyday and go to a new peak!” A pretty-looking female headmaster was very excited, her full breasts constantly rising and falling, her face flushed.
Everyone was praising from the bottom of their hearts, and they all saw the significance that the Soul Fighting Machine represented.
It was enough to bring the Three Clear Immortal Sect back to its peak.
“The only regret is that the strongest strength that can be exerted in this Soul Fighting Machine is only at the YuanYing stage …… Our cultivations in it are suppressed, and we can’t exert all of our means!” A female headmaster said with slight disappointment.
“I’ve heard that the soul fighting machines produced by the Fuck Vein are all like this, and that the only soul fighting machines that can satisfy the needs of cultivators above the out-of-body stage are those made by the Saint Son himself!”
In total, Wang Xiu had not made many soul fighting machines of that level.
It hadn’t been popularized.
“It’s already very good …… there’s no need to expect more!”
“But there’s a problem, with such a treasure, the Holy Son set the selling price at only five hundred spirit stones, I’m afraid it’s difficult to make back the capital, right?” Suddenly, someone frowned.
When these words came out, the crowd froze, thinking that this was the reasoning.
No matter how one thought about it, the cost of the Soul Fighting Machine would never be only five hundred spirit stones.
“Hahaha …… This is where the Holy Son pattern lies!”
Outside the main hall came the sound of a bright laugh, and the head of the Fuck Vein, Gong Tu Wu Mao, came striding in, looking around at the crowd and said, “I think everyone has already seen that if the Saint Son really wants to use this to earn Spirit Stones, even if it is to be treated as an extremely high quality Spirit Weapon to be sold, there are many people who want to have this kind of treasure ……!
But the holy son said, the intention of developing this soul fighting machine is to allow many fellow disciples to sharpen their own avenues and improve their strength as soon as possible!
If the price is set too high and the disciples can’t afford it, what’s the point?”
After a pause, Gong Tu Wu Mao added: “Of course, you can rest assured that after many days of research and discussion between my Fuck Vein and the Holy Son, there is already a mature system!
The cost of the materials used to manufacture the Soul Fighting Machine has been minimized.
Selling five hundred spirit stones, earning is definitely no profit, but there won’t be any loss either.”
In the end, the most precious thing about the Soul Fighting Machine was the crystal core chip in it.
The material of the chip, Wang Xiu was using the mountain stone that carried the God and Demon murals, fused with other materials and melted into it.
It was then supplemented with many Dao texts.
Other than that, it was secondary, and many substitutes could be found to minimize the cost.
With a full hundred and eight divine and demonic murals, all of which had been engraved on ancient stone walls hundreds of feet high, the core material aspect was currently manageable.
When it was exhausted, Wang Xiu estimated that he should be able to find the rest of the materials to replace it as well.
Hearing Gongfu Wu Mao’s explanation.
The crowd suddenly realized.
Zhuo Canglang was the first to lament, “Saint Son is righteous!”
Putting themselves in Wang Xiu’s shoes, if they were Wang Xiu, even if they didn’t set the Soul Fighting Machine at a sky-high price, they definitely wouldn’t sell it at such a low price.
This was a true mountain of gold.
It was enough to move an ancient power at the Immortal Sect level.
“Saint Son’s high righteousness, we admire it!” The crowd spoke in unison, their words filled with sincerity and heartfelt admiration.
“However, later on, we still need to discuss with him, selling this price within our own family is also even, later on getting it outside can’t be so ……” Zhuo Canglang played a reckoning in his heart.
Even if it is not a lion’s mouth, but also can not let the outside so cheap to take away.
“By the way, Senior Brother Gongtu!” One of the headmasters suddenly asked, “Within this Soul Fighting Machine, how many levels are there in total?”
Hearing this question, quite a few people became interested and pricked up their ears in unison.
Gongfu Wu Mao said, “This one in your hands has a total of three levels of [Simple] [Difficult] [Inferno] difficulty, with one hundred levels in each difficulty!
Only after clearing the previous difficulty first, can you unlock the subsequent ones.”
“What?”
“No way?”
“Three hundred levels in all? Each level is harder than the last?”
The crowd was stunned, none of them were weak, but they were all currently stuck at about dozens of levels of progress.
Originally, they still felt good, having explosively killed dozens of powerful ferocious beasts in front of them.
But now they learned that they hadn’t even passed the easiest difficulty.
“The Holy Son has divided the difficulty of each level very clearly, where your level stops roughly means …… among the same realm, where your battle power ranks!”
Gongtu Wu Mao slowly said, said, suddenly if there is a deep meaning: “By the way, if you are willing, you can summon the brand left by the Holy Son himself after passing the easy difficulty, and spar with the Holy Son!”
“There is actually this matter?”
“Does that mean that we can compete with the Saint Son in the same realm?”
“The Saint Son is really confident, is this the conviction that he is already standing at the apex of the YuanYing realm, and has no fear of being challenged by anyone in the world?”
“Heh, what are you kidding? Twelve-colored YuanYing, doesn’t he have this qualification?”
“Not bad, I, the Holy Son of the Three Purities, deserve this! All beings here below, no one here above ……”
“In that case, old me is even more motivated to try to break through the barrier and try to rush to the Holy Son ……”
“The poor Taoist also wants to try, what is the difference between the twelve-colored YuanYing!”
The crowd was excited, their bodies raging with battle intent.
Unexpectedly, it was actually possible to fight the Saint Son?
This could be too exciting!
“How old is this group of you combined? Actually thinking of splitting the difference with a latecomer? Don’t you want to lose your face?” Zhuo Canglang raised his eyebrows, his face showing displeasure.
He then flicked his sleeve and turned to leave.
The crowd looked at each other speechless.
There was silence in the room.
Zhuo Canglang returned to his palace in an instant.
Then he was busy pulling out a soul fighting machine and directly opened it, “Punch punch punch, Wang Xiu boy, let this seat see …… how big the gap between you and me is!”
……
Thunder Peak.
“What did you say? After passing the easy difficulty, you can fight Wang Xiu boy?” Ji Yan was surprised to hear the news.
“Yes dad!” Ji Kunpeng nodded and handed over a soul fighting machine saying, “Why don’t you try it too?”
“Hehe, are you kidding? What kind of status is this seat, how could I possibly think of challenging my son-in-law? How would others look at this seat when it’s spread out?”
Ji Yan said with great poise.
“Don’t worry, father, as long as you don’t say anything yourself, pass it on, no one will know ……,” Ji Kunpeng said.
Ji Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Is this true?”
Ji Kunpeng nodded: “Of course!”
“Hehe, you brat, trying to stir up the relationship between me and my good son-in-law …… You go out, I won’t fall for it!” Ji Yan glanced at him and insisted.
“Ow!” Ji Kunpeng bristled and prepared to leave.
“Wait!” Ji Yan suddenly spoke, “Leave the Soul Fighting Machine behind! This seat suddenly has some interest in the art of puppets and wants to study it!”
Ji Kunpeng: “……”
……
The same scene continued to play out in the various veins of the Three Clear Immortal Sect.
Overnight.
Wang Xiu suddenly became the “public enemy of the Three Qing” once again!
(End of chapter)