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Martial Art True Intents also differed in strengths.
No matter how powerful a third-grade martial artist was, they wouldn’t be stronger than a first-grade martial artist.
The Sishui Horned Dragon was extremely powerful when it was with Liu Chenglong.
However, with Liu Chenglong’s death, it had been wearing itself away over the past 400 years.
Currently, the Sishui Horned Dragon only had the power of an ordinary third-grade martial artist.
‘When Liu Chenglong was negotiating the deal with Su Jingxing, he had said that by inheriting his treasure, one could directly advance to the third-grade and finally the first-grade.
The reason for this was that after leaving Liu Chenglong, the Sishui Homed Dragon after a few hundred years was tens of times weaker than when it was at its peak.
If the Sishui Horned Dragon had been at its peak, the Heaven Trampling Elephant that Su Jingxing visualized wouldn’t have been able to suppress it at all.
His soul power would be insufficient!
However, the Sishui Horned Dragon, which only had the power of an ordinary third-grade, was much simpler.
After ingesting the Spirit Accumulation Pill, the boost in soul power helped Su Jingxing to successfully suppress the Sishui Horned Dragon with the help of Heaven Trampling Elephant and devour it. Su Jingxing’s consciousness now had absolute control over it.
This would have taken him at least a month and a half, but he had achieved it in less than ten minutes.
The moment he achieved absolute control
Roar!
The black Sishui Horned Dragon transformed from a virtual entity into a physical entity, coiling and roaring around Su Jingxing.
Swish!
Hu! Hu! Hu!
Worldly energy from within a hundred-meter radius converged on its own, coiling without dissipating.
The Sishui Horned Dragon was ten meters long and covered in vivid scales. It emanated an aura that was both mighty and domineering.
“If the Rising Dragon Saber King were to appear, the Sishui Horned Dragon would be over a hundred meters long, wouldn’t it?”
$u Jingxing subconsciously clenched his fists as he sensed the powerful strength coming from his soul.
It was unknown how much soul power was required for the external release of the Heaven Trampling Elephant.
The suppression of the Sishui Horned Dragon had been realized ahead of time, making up for this flaw.
At long last, Su Jingxing possessed a mental attack.
Of course, the Mind Stirring Rattle was also a spirit weapon in terms of mental attacks.
And it wasn’t weak either.
However, the Mind Stirring Rattle was a crowd-control technique that covered a large area.
Moreover, there was no distinction between friend and foe.
In He Quanmen’s memories, there was a way to control the Mind Stirring Rattle rather than randomly shaking it.
The problem was that He Quanshui knew what it was, as did the two fourth-grade elders of the He Family.
Only He Quanmen did not!
For that, Su Jingxing had no choice but to leave the Mind Stirring Rattle aside.
14 Martial Arts Practice Cards, each with two to three years of practice time.
Su Jingxing thought for a moment and decided to cultivate the 36 Alterations of a Thousand Transformations first.
He wanted to upgrade this manifestation technique to the Peak of Perfection.
It allowed one to create 27 true energy clones at once, each lasting more than 15 minutes.
Every true energy clone contained Su Jingxing’s breath and aura. Unless one had powerful soul power or outstanding senses, it was impossible to tell that they weren’t real people.
After the 36 Alterations of a Thousand Transformations was the Nine Steps Trampling Heaven.
This martial art had always been at the sixth level. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Jingxing raised it to the eighth level.
Not only was the speed at which he condensed the Heaven Trampling True Energy faster, the quality of his true energy had undergone another qualitative change, and his strength tripled when he unleashed it.
The effects of true fluid were even better than before.
Taking the Requiem Cards for example, if he had not extracted them, he could have used the eighth-level Nine Steps Trampling Heaven to completely reduce the time required to suppress the Sishui Horned Dragon from half a month to ten days.
Finally, there was the Energy section of the Colossal Divine Dagger.
Previously, it had been at the Advanced level, but this time, Su Jingxing had upgraded it to the Peak of Perfection.
Asa result, when his throwing daggers were released wrapped in true energy, they flew faster, further away, and were even more lethal. Each dagger could deliver two times more damage.
Only 1 of the 14 Martial Arts Practice Cards were left. It contained three years of practice time. Su Jingxing kept it as a reserve.
He did not unlock the Internal Force Cards and True Energy Cards either.
After getting used to it, he began to feel his strength increase.
After a while, Su Jingxing stopped everything and put on a new cloak and mask before heading to the He Family’s secret base.
He Quanshui had placed the Dragon Melting Pot in a hidden room at the secret base.
None of the elderly, the women, and the children knew about it.
With He Quanmen’s memories guiding him, Su Jingxing snuck into the basement silently, avoiding the elderly, women, and children of the He Family. He found the hidden room, took the Dragon Melting Pot, and left quietly.
The entire process did not cause any commotion.
Back at his small courtyard at the foot of the mountain.
Su Jingxing took out the Dragon Melting Pot and examined it, sensing its sentience.
However, he realized that ordinary flames wouldn’t be enough to cook anything in this three-legged dark gold pot.
Wood, gas, or plastic. None worked.
Only by burning true energy could it be heated up.
Correspondingly, it also had excellent effects. It could 100% preserve the food’s energy and maintain its freshness for a long time.
For the He Family to use it to cook the Heaven Ascension Feast was like killing a chicken with a treasure knife.
Had Liu Chenglong known about this, he might have just killed them with a single palm strike.
Fortunately, this special spirit weapon belonged to Su Jingxing from now on.
Even though Su Jingxing had no intention of using it to cook food before he cleansed it, it did look good.
It was almost dawn.
After putting away the Dragon Melting Pot, he soared into the sky and rode Thunderbolt straight to the prefecture city to bring Feng Tiejian back.
Changyang Prefecture, Prefecture City.
Feng Tiejian woke up early in the morning. Instead of washing up, he unlocked the door and strolled around the hotel. Seeing that it was still early and there weren’t many people on the street, he immediately left the hotel.
“Hahaha! Awesome! Awesome! Woohoo!”
Facing the morning breeze, Feng Tiejian shouted excitedly as he ran.
Having stayed in the hotel room for more than two months, Feng Tiejian felt like he was starting to rot despite having food and drinks sent to his door everyday.
Now that he was free, breathing in the fresh air on the street made him feel indescribably comfortable.
How pleasant!
As he yelled, he ran down a street.
After venting all the pent-up frustration in his heart, he slowed down his pace and strolled leisurely.
Compared to Qinghe City, the prefecture city was only slightly bigger and had more people.
In fact, in terms of environment, it was even inferior to Qinghe City.
Feng Tiejian strolled around the hotel he was staying in. When he was almost done, he leisurely walked back.
He didn’t have any money on him, and could only afford to eat and drink as he pleased at the hotel.
Since he had come out early in the morning, he was already famished. By the time he reached the entrance of the hotel, he couldn’t help but speed up.
In the end, he accidentally bumped into an old man with long hair tied into a braid.
“Sorry, sorry.”
Snapping out of his daze, Feng Tiejian quickly lowered his head and bowed in apology.
“Hmph. Watch your step next time,” a middle-aged man with a long face beside the old man snapped coldly.
“Yes, of course,” said Feng Tiejian, nodding fervently.
He was as polite as one could be.
‘The aura of the old man and the middle-aged man clearly belonged to martial artists. They were fierce, dignified, and gave off an invisible sense of suppression.
So, at this moment, Feng Tiejian’s heart was racing. He felt both fear and regret.
Fortunately, the middle-aged man did not hold him back. Waving his hand, he said, “Scram.”
Not daring to make a sound, Feng Tiejian lowered his head and left.
“Wait.”
The old man with the braided hair swept his burning gaze across Feng Tiejian. He asked curiously with his aged voice, “What’s your name?”
“Feng… Feng Tiejian,” stammered Feng Tiejian, stopping in his tracks. His scalp was numb with fear. “I was wrong, sir. I’m sorry. It wasn’t on purpose.”
“It’s fine.”
The old man smiled. “I don’t blame you. I just thought we were fated to meet. I wish to become friends with you. Would you be willing to be my friend, Little Feng?”
“Huh?”
Feng Tiejian’s mouth fell open.
The middle-aged man beside him also widened his eyes in confusion.
Fated?
Be friends?
Was he deaf?
Others who were entering and exiting the hotel slowed down and scanned Feng Tiejian and the old man when they heard that.
“Why? Are you unwilling, Little Feng?” asked the old man again, his voice softer.
“No, no, no.”
A shiver ran down Feng Tiejian’s spine. He snapped out of his daze and stammered, “That’s not what I meant. I’m just… I’m just…”
“Just surprised? Baffled? Puzzled?” inquired the old man cooperatively.
“Yeah,” said Feng Tiejian, swallowing nervously as his eyes darted around.
“What’s so surprising about that?” commented the middle-aged man quickly. “It’s your blessing that Old Liu has taken a fancy to you. Why are you stuttering and hesitating? If I were you, I would agree to it immediately!”
Lo
“You better think this through,” a voice suddenly interrupted, cutting off Feng Tiejian as he prepared to speak.
Swish!
The old man’s gaze turned cold as he looked towards the source of the voice. His cold gaze was fixed on Su Jingxing.
The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and looked at Su Jingxing.
Su Jingxing, who was wearing a cloak and a mask, ignored the two of them. He looked at Feng Tiejian and said indifferently, “Sometimes, choices are very important, especially when hatred or liking does not exist for no reason in this world.”
“Wh-what do you mean?”
Feng Tiejian was stunned for a moment before returning to his senses. He cried out in surprise, “Senior, you are finally back!”
With that, he prepared to make a beeline for Su Jingxing.
Pa!
With a loud crack, his shoulder was tightly gripped.
It wasn’t a tap, nor was it a scratch, but a grip!
Using his claw-like hands, with fingers as sharp as blades, the old man with the braided hair pierced them into Feng Tiejian’s flesh and bound him.
“ah!”
The sudden attack made Feng Tiejian scream in agony.
Everyone inside and outside the hotel was shocked by his scream.
They tumed to look at Feng Tiejian, then scattered and backed away swiftly upon seeing his miserable state.
This move of the old man clearly told others that he was a martial artist, and an extremely powerful one at that.
Interfering with the affairs of such an expert would only result in death.
Asa result, the three people, the old man, the middle-aged man and Feng Tiejian, were the only ones left at the entrance of the hotel.
The others backed away and stood in corners, gazing at the entrance of the hotel as they waited for further developments.
Feng Tiejian’s scream had reverberated through the hotel lobby and even through the streets at the entrance.
More and more spectators began to gather.
“Shut up!”
The old man warned coldly, “Scream again and I’ll cut your tongue off! You can try if you don’t believe me!”
Clenching his teeth tightly, his face flushed red. He dared not speak.
He could feel it!
The old fellow wasn’t trying to scare him; he was telling the truth! He would really dare to do so!
At this moment, Feng Tiejian’s heart was racing with fear and panic.
He just couldn’t wrap his head around the fact that he was about to get killed by someone just by bumping into him!
“What’s the meaning of this, old fellow?”
‘There was no change in Su Jingxing’s voice. He watched the old man’s movements, maintaining his aura.
“What do I mean?”
The old man sneered. “I don’t care what your relationship is, but I’ve got my eyes on this kid!”
“You want him?” Su Jingxing chuckled. “What do you like about him? He’s handsome? He eats a lot? He sh*ts fast?”
“Senior, save me, senior,” begged Feng Tiejian through gritted teeth.
“Hehe…”
The old man wasn’t offended at all. Instead, he replied with a cold smile. “Both you and I know what I see in him. Only he doesn’t know!”
“Know what?” asked Feng Tiejian through gritted teeth.
The old man ignored him and continued to stare at Su Jingxing. “I don’t care who you are. In any case, I have to take him away. You…”
“Take him away?” interrupted Su Jingxing calmly. “Are you sure?”
“What, you wish to stop me?” Killing intent surged in the old man’s eyes.
“No,” said Su Jingxing coolly. “You can take him away. Kill him and take his corpse away.”
“ah!” Feng Tiejian’s eyes widened in disbelief.
The middle-aged man’s pupils constricted instantly.
“Hahaha!”
Instead, it was the old man who burst out laughing. “Take his corpse away? No, I want him alive!”
‘As soon as he finished speaking —
Roar!
A roar resounded through the air.
As the air twisted, a huge white snake about seven to eight meters long was born in a flash. It interfered with reality through the mind. As it condensed, it circled and coiled around the old man and snarled with its head raised.
An invisible, terrifying pressure was formed. With the hotel entrance as the center, everyone within a hundred-meter radius lost control of themselves. Their legs went weak and they dropped to their knees.
This included the middle-aged man. He knelt before the old man, excitement written all over his face.
Even though Feng Tiejian wasn’t on his knees, his face was ashen and his body was trembling.
Except for Su Jingxing!
Without another word, the old man materialized his Martial Art True Intent.
He clearly didn’t want to waste any more words and was prepared to take Feng Tiejian away by force.
As for the reason.
Clearly, he had figured out Feng Tiejian’s identity as a human medicine!
The old man wanted to take all of Feng Tiejian’s value for himself.
Had it not been for Su Jingxing’s timely arrival, Feng Tiejian would have been fooled into leaving with him.
“Turning to violence since talking didn’t work?”
Su Jingxing who ignored the suppression said with a smile, “A third-grade martial artist simply enjoys abducting people off the streets?”
Roar!
‘The answer to Su Jingxing’s question was a long roar from the Martial Art True Intent of the white snake. Swinging its tail, it pounced at Su Jingxing.
Roar!
An even louder roar erupted.
The black Sishui Horned Dragon darted out like a bolt of lightning, materializing in the air and circling around Su Jingxing.
It opened its gaping mouth and bit and devoured the white snake as it pounced over.
Roar!
The white snake twisted madly.
“ah!”
The old man shrieked at the same time.
With all his might, Feng Tiejian flung him away.
While screaming, the old man pounced at Su Jingxing.
“Tm gonna kill you!”
