Chapter 493 - 201: Creating a Technique! Transaction
Chapter 493: Chapter 201: Creating a Technique! Transaction
His Realm was extremely high and his Divine Thoughts exceptionally strong. His mastery and understanding of the Physique were practically peerless.
His rate of progress far surpassed Ye Yangfeng’s.
Ye Yangfeng didn’t understand at first, not until the twentieth day after Su Bai’s arrival in this world.
But as he was knocked to the ground, Ye Yangfeng suddenly understood.
He understood what it meant to be extraordinarily gifted, to possess world-class talent!
THUD!
Knocked to the ground yet again, Ye Yangfeng simply lay there.
He stared at the brilliant sun in the sky, his eyes glazed over, and began to question his entire existence.
He was a Martial Artist who had once condensed a Spiritual Aspect. Even though his Martial Dao had been crippled, his body was still partially preserved, far surpassing that of an ordinary person.
Even without refining a True Form, he possessed tens of thousands of pounds of strength.
But...
"Senior, have you... have you refined a True Form?"
He looked at Su Bai, who was lying leisurely in a rocking chair, reading a book.
Ye Yangfeng’s eyes were filled with utter disbelief.
If he remembered correctly, even a prodigy as powerful as Chiyun Immortal had only reached this stage at the age of two, right?
Yet this senior had gone from having not a single trace of cultivation to refining a True Form.
And it had taken him, at most, a mere twenty days!
Twenty days. Twenty days...
’Did the legendary Celestial Kings possess such monstrous talent in their youth?’
Ye Yangfeng’s expression was dazed.
"Almost there."
Su Bai closed his book and suddenly smiled. "The time has come."
...
The red sun began to rise, its boundless light and magnificent might spilling across the heavens and earth.
Its brilliant rays poured down like a vast ocean.
In the early morning, many people in Chiyun City began another busy day.
Vendors of all kinds set up their stalls in an endless stream.
Many others left the city, either crossing the suspended iron-chain bridges to catch Spirit Fish...
...or heading to the various mountains and forests to gather medicinal herbs, or even going to the Spirit Fields within Chiyun City to weed and manage pests.
The entire Chiyun City, with its hundreds of thousands of residents and even more refugees and slaves, was bustling with activity.
The Chi Family hadn’t built the city and taken in refugees and slaves out of the goodness of their hearts.
Rather, they intended to use the strength of an entire city to support their own family’s cultivation.
The resources consumed by Martial Dao cultivation were an astronomical sum, unimaginable to the common person. It took ten thousand mortals to support the cultivation of a single person.
This wasn’t just an empty saying.
CREAK!
Lin San pushed open the door, and a cacophony of noise instantly flooded his ears.
He listened intently to the thousands of different conversations on the long street.
The True Form he had refined was a Long-eared Spirit Elephant, which not only granted him Giant Elephant Divine Power but also the ability to hear a thousand sounds.
"Three hundred *zhang* away, in Ye Yangfeng’s residence, I hear the sound of a burning fire, but it doesn’t sound like he’s cooking a meal..."
Lin San frowned slightly. "There are two people breathing inside that courtyard."
"One of them has very short breaths. That should be Ye Yangfeng; he was injured by the Second Master."
"The other person’s breathing is very faint, yet long and steady. It’s a bit strange..."
He spoke softly, reporting to his companion.
They had been secretly watching Ye Yangfeng for more than ten days.
"Nothing strange about it. The other person is probably just some cripple Ye Yangfeng brought back, a mere mortal with no cultivation."
"Faint breathing just means he’s about to die."
Lin Si sounded unconcerned.
Although that Ye Yangfeng had once been a notable figure, his Martial Dao was now crippled. Even if he could start his cultivation over, it was impossible for him to have made any significant progress in less than a month.
"Hm?"
Just then, Lin San’s expression shifted.
"That Ye Yangfeng has left his house. It seems... he’s heading our way."
"Oh?"
Lin Si raised an eyebrow and sneered. "The kid’s Martial Dao may be crippled, but his awareness hasn’t dulled one bit."
"Might as well see him, then."
Lin San smiled as well.
Although the Second Master had forbidden him from acting within Chiyun City—not that he had the guts to do so anyway—he had nothing to fear from just meeting Ye Yangfeng.
Neither of the two was concerned, and the group of subordinates behind them were even less so.
Why would they need to be wary of a cripple?
At that moment, they were only about three hundred *zhang* away from Ye Yangfeng.
Three hundred *zhang* wasn’t far, of course.
Even an ordinary person taking large strides could walk the distance back and forth once or twice in the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea.
The men didn’t have to wait long before they saw Ye Yangfeng walking down the long street at a steady, unhurried pace.
And next to him, the pale-faced, white-robed young man.
"Do we really have to do this?"
Ye Yangfeng had naturally seen the men, but he was still a bit reluctant.
His hatred for Lin Longbai ran as deep as the sea; how could he be willing to hand over the Celestial Dragon True Form Map to him?
"It’s just a mere Celestial Dragon True Form Map. If someone wants it, give it to them. What’s the big deal?"
Su Bai, however, was perfectly calm.
In a world with a stricter hierarchy, many people placed immense value on Cultivation Techniques and legacies, so they would naturally not pass them on lightly.
However, he didn’t even mind spreading the Cultivation Techniques he had created himself throughout the world.
So why would he care about a mere Celestial Dragon True Form Map?
"Sigh!"
Ye Yangfeng sighed internally.
He lifted his head and walked toward Lin San and the others, who were leaning against a wall with mocking smirks.
Lin Longbai had many subordinates, but the most well-known were the trio of Lin San, Lin Si, and Lin Wu.
Among the three, Lin Wu had already entered the Furnace Platform Realm and was preparing to break through to the Spiritual Image Realm.
The other two both had a Refining Form Cultivation.
With a single gesture, they could unleash tens of thousands of pounds of force; killing tigers and wolves with a finger was a simple matter for them.
"Young Master Ye, it’s been a long time."
Seeing Ye Yangfeng approach, Lin San’s gaze lingered on Su Bai for a moment.
Then, he gave a malicious smile. "Oh, I’d forgotten. You bit off your own tongue, so you can’t speak anymore."
Ye Yangfeng didn’t want to waste words on these people. He got straight to the point.
BOOM!
He stomped his foot, then hooked and dragged it across the ground, carving a line of words: "The Celestial Dragon True Form Map. I can give it to Lin Longbai."
"Hm?"
Lin San and Lin Si exchanged a look, both somewhat astonished.
They had expected this tough nut, Ye Yangfeng, to come over and spout some harsh threats.
They never imagined he would actually be willing to hand over the Celestial Dragon True Form Map!
"That’s not right."
Lin San sneered. "Didn’t you already give the Celestial Dragon True Form Map to that Young Master Chi in exchange for his Shelter?"
"Are you trying to deceive us?"
Ye Yangfeng’s gaze was cold as he once again drew a line of words with his foot:
"The Celestial Dragon True Form Map is both a Dharma Gate and a treasure. Even without the original scroll, the Cultivation Method remains."
"I’m sure your master wouldn’t tell such secrets to a bunch of dogs like you."
"You!"
The men were furious.
Paying no mind to their anger, Ye Yangfeng drew another line of text with his foot, then turned and walked away.
Never mind that Chiyun Immortal was still in the city; even if he weren’t, these few lackeys wouldn’t have the guts to lay a hand on him.
Forget insults; even if he were to kill these two right here, they wouldn’t dare let out so much as a fart in protest.
"One hundred thousand Solidification Pills? One thousand Spiritual Image Pills!?"
Suppressing their rage, Lin San and his men looked at the words on the ground and immediately began to curse. "Ye Yangfeng, are you insane?"
"I think you’re looking to die!"