Chapter 17: Only Huang Wei Is Going In
Sensing the evolved martial spirits behind him, Huang Xiaolong was genuinely shocked.
This, how could this be called a double-headed serpent martial spirits, this totally are Primordial Divine Dragons! A double Divine Dragon at that!
“Twin martial spirits!” A thought flashed across Huang Xiaolong’s mind, finding it hard to believe. In Martial Spirit World, people who possess twin martial spirits are exceedingly rare; and each one is considered to be the pride of Heaven.
Moreover, Huang Xiaolong’s twin martial spirits are super-talent martial spirits!
Even though the martial spirits behind him is a far cry from resembling a Primordial Divine Dragon; however this is its first time evolving, when he breakthrough to Seventh Order his martial spirits will experience its second transformation, and at that point, his martial spirits will truly become a Divine Dragon.
After the shock, enthusiasm burst forth from Huang Xiaolong’s heart.
He did not expect the martial spirits evolvement that he was looking forward to will map out this way, his martial spirits actually turned into a superb talent twin martial spirits!
Then, what is the awakened martial spirit’s talent?
“There are two; there’s actually two!” Within Huang Xiaolong's mind, an inherited memory was transferred to him from the twin black and blue dragon.
Others martial spirit that had undergone a first-time transformation will have only one innate talent skill from the heritage memory of their martial spirits; and since Huang Xiaolong possess twin martial spirits, he gets two innate ability.
Going through the heritage memory in his mind as he sat cross-legged on the cold jade bed; his silhouette suddenly turns blurry then disappear entirely in the end. Roughly about six breaths later did his silhouette slowly reappear on the cold jade bed.
This is Huang Xiaolong’s first martial spirit innate skill – Space Concealment!
Space concealment, concealing within space, shadowless, formless - invisible!
“This ability’s too awesome!” A twinkle flickers in Huang Xiaolong’s eyes.
Imagine, if Huang Xiaolong were to disappear suddenly in the middle of an intense battle, silently sneaking behind the opponent delivering the killing blow; and the opponent is unable to guard against it. This skill is simply perfect for assassination!
Although for now Huang Xiaolong only could hide for six breath’s time, as he grows stronger, the duration will increase parallel as his strength increases. The stronger he gets, the longer he could remain conceal within space.
If the first innate skill is space concealment, then what will the second one be?
Thinking about it, Huang Xiaolong’s body floated up from the cold jade bed without warning, shifting into a phantom figure floating out of his room to his small courtyard.
The second martial spirit’s innate talent skill – Phantom Shadow!
While testing the second ability, Huang Xiaolong noticed his speed increased about a third of his usual speed!
Fighting with an opponent of similar strength, to grasp victory speed plays a crucial role, with the combination of both martial spirits’ innate skill, he is utterly fearless.
Huang Xiaolong inhaled a deeply, as emotions of pride filled him; a domineering aura emanated from his body.
Moments later, Huang Xiaolong’s surge of emotions gradually calms down.
Suddenly, Huang Xiaolong leaps up into mid-air, his hands moving.
One after another Ethereal Palm print condensed in the night sky.
This time’s breakthrough, Huang Xiaolong could feel his agility has doubled, and each of his attacks, his muscles’ explosive powers were fierce and intense; this did not occur when he was in the Third Order.
In the initial warrior stages, from First to Third Order battle qi in the meridians strengthens the entire body’s muscles, allowing the flesh to be firm, strong and powerful whereby at Fourth Order, the battle qi in the meridians refines not only the muscles but also the tendons!
One of Huang Xiaolong’s palms hit the half-meter big rock at a corner of the small courtyard before he landed back on the ground; the night breeze blows, and the half-meter big rock disintegrated into powder spread to every corner of the small yard.
From First to Third Order, each order’s breakthrough increases one's strength by one stone, and upon advancing the Fourth Order the strength doubles; currently one of Huang Xiaolong’s strike contains force and power of six stones!
Dawn approaches, and the soft sunlight caresses Huang Xiaolong’s skin as if his body is coated with a layer of golden light.
Huang Xiaolong stood just like that in his small courtyard, letting the sun’s warmth filled his body before he stepped out in the Eastern Courtyard’s direction; but when he reached the Eastern Courtyard’s hall, his father Huang Peng was not there, only his Mom Su Yan is in the hall.
“Dad went to the Main Hall?” Huang Xiaolong was puzzled.
Su Yan nodded, said: “This morning your Grandfather asked him over, even Huang Ming and the Manor’s elders also went over; not sure what they are discussing about.”
Hearing this, Huang Xiaolong decided to wait until his Dad return.
In the Main Hall, Huang Qide sat on the first seat, and took a glanced at everyone before opening his mouth to speak: “Tomorrow, Spirit Pool opens; and Huang Wei will practice inside for one month.”
In the Main Hall, all present exchanged a knowing glance; then turn to look at Huang Peng.
Huang Qide established Huang Clan Manor with his bare hands; none of the elders dare to contradict matters that he had already decided. According to predetermine rules, the winner of the sparring event after the awakening of martial spirits are eligible to enter the Spirit Pool to practice for one month. Obviously, Huang Xiaolong was the winner and should the one entering the Spirit Pool this time.
When Huang Peng heard his father’s announcement, he was flabbergasted for a moment; rage rose in his heart, and he stood up angrily: “Dad, this is unfair! This year’s Clan Assembly clearly Xiaolong defeated Huang Wei; why is the Spirit Pool’s opening Huang Wei is going in to practice instead!”
Huang Qide was slightly embarrassed. He does realize the unfairness of the situation, and neither right nor reason is on his side thus he couldn't reprimand his second son's behavior, he could only mutter unconvincingly: “Although this year’s assembly Xiaolong won over Huang Wei, it’s only a fluke; comparing talent Huang Wei’s talent are much higher than Xiaolong. This time he could breakthrough to Second Order was due to the three Yang fruits he swallowed. I initially set the winner will be able to enter the Spirit Pool, I actually meant each years’ most talented awaken martial spirits disciple is eligible to enter the Spirit Pool to practice!”
The fury within Huang Peng wasn't so easy to pacify, he abruptly cut in: “Bullsh*t! Only the most talented disciples are eligible to enter the Spirit Pool to practice? Why wasn’t this brought up before? Why wait until Xiaolong won that it turned into the most talented disciple?”
Huang Qide faltered, not knowing how to answer.
At this moment, Huang Ming spoke: “Second Brother, Dad’s the Manor Lord or you are? You have yet the qualification to question or comment on Dad’s decision.”
Huang Peng’s hands tightened into fists; his angry gaze bore into Huang Ming, but he’s unable to refute the truth in Huang Ming’s words.
“Second Manor Lord, the decisions Old Manor Lord’s makes are all for the benefit of Huang Clan Manor.” Elder Zhou Guang opened his mouth: “Everyone knows Young Lord Xiaolong’s talent is worse than Young Lord Huang Wei’s talent. If Young Lord Xiaolong enters the Spirit Pool to practice, it will only waste the potency of the Spirit Pool!”
Pointing a finger at Zhou Guang, Huang Peng thundered: “Shut your dog mouth, this isn’t a place for you to speak.”
Zhou Guang squirmed, and his face flushed a deep red, not daring to utter another syllable.
A moment later, forcefully suppressing his anger, Huang Peng turn to look at Huang Qide: “Okay Dad, since you said this time was a fluke, what if during next year’s assembly Xiaolong still precedes Huang Wei?”
Huang Qide was stumped.
“In your opinion, during next year’s Clan Assembly, Xiaolong will run into some dog shit luck again?” Huang Ming said: “Fine, if Xiaolong wins again during next year’s Clan Assembly, I will compensate you one hundred Battle qi dans and apologize to you!”
One hundred Battle qi dans are almost equivalent to one month’s practice in the Spirit Pool.
“Good!” Huang Peng stared fixedly at Huang Ming: “Remember what you said today!” Dropping this sentence, Huang Peng turned and walked out of the Main Hall, not bothering to greet Huang Qide before leaving.
'dog mouth' lit. translation.
*Amazing how compliments inflate one's (my) ego.