Free Web NovelChapter 391: Chapter 374: Two Heavens
In the Dragon Transformation Hall, the Cultivators were all training diligently. The whole affair with Wang Meng had long been forgotten. Life and death were far too common, and besides, they felt that precious resources shouldn’t be wasted on trash. The resources saved could be used for them instead.
Ever since Wang Meng left, an air of cold indifference permeated Mingren’s calm. It wasn’t hatred or anything of the sort, but rather an apathy toward the world.
’Wang Meng... Our relationship was special. He was... a very special enemy, a rival.’
’Mingren had always held high hopes for Wang Meng. He hoped that one day, he and Wang Meng would ascend to a grand stage together, a place where all would look up to them. At that time, he would have a spectacular battle with Wang Meng. In Mingren’s cold and detached life, that was the only passion he desired.’
Those who seem to love smiling are often the calmest on the inside.
’It was just a bit of a shame that Wang Meng had fallen behind.’
’In this brutally competitive Cultivation World, only the strong survived. The likes of Tang Wei, Liangyuan, and Ning Zhiquan had all been eliminated. As for Li Tianyi, he failed to pique Mingren’s interest in any way, be it emotionally or in terms of strength.’
’Ma Tian’Er, Yan Yuyue?’
’They weren’t "rivals." They had no value. This was a tacit acknowledgment on some unseen level.’
Ma Tian’Er might still be clinging to some fantasy, but Mingren knew the Extreme Dao Alliance would never let Wang Meng go. This was no charity.
’Ever since meeting the Elder from the Celestial Secret Sect, he knew that even though the man’s words were extravagant—and perhaps even true—in the Cultivation Realm, right and wrong weren’t the point. The point was value.’
’As a Cultivator, if you receive resources, can you give the other party what they desire in return?’
’Perhaps it’s time to look ahead!’
’The Star Alliance, the Extreme Dao Alliance, the Saintess, the Ten Great Holy Statues?’
’Perhaps crushing them one by one, annihilating them one by one... that would be his new interest in life.’
When Mingren’s Life Mark advanced to the fortieth layer, he began using Dragon Transformation Pool Number One. To be precise, the Spiritual Liquid and Pills from Number Two had been added to Number One as well.
This was because his Holy Light Demon Collapse Body manifested with unbelievable clarity. For a typical Holy Statue Potential Body, this was an unprecedented phenomenon, and it sent shockwaves through the Celestial Secret Sect. Under these circumstances, all resources were naturally funneled to Mingren.
Once a month, the Dragon Transformation Hall would hold an assembly. But after each one, the situation would change, as everyone could clearly feel the growing gap between them.
Some had also reached their limit. These Cultivators were either eliminated or assigned new duties based on their abilities.
Reaching this stage meant they wouldn’t be casually killed off; the purpose of the Dragon Transformation Hall was simply to help them form an Artifact Soul and a Shadow of the Holy Statue.
Zheng Dasheng was gone, so three Elders from the Celestial Secret Sect were presiding personally—and this was all because of Mingren.
The clear Holy Light Demon Collapse Body that Mingren manifested had left the three Elders completely stunned.
Even when they spoke, the three Elders used an extremely respectful tone.
Another twenty people were sent away. Great Elder Master Xu walked up to Mingren. "Is there anything else you need? Please, don’t hesitate to ask!"
Mingren glanced coolly at the Great Elder. "The Spiritual Liquid is too diluted, and the Pills are garbage. I’m going to need a lot more."
Everyone was stunned. At a time when they were all begging the Elders not to be kicked out, this Number Two was being far too arrogant.
Number Three, Number Five, Number Seven, and Number Nine, though arrogant themselves—even disdaining Zheng Dasheng—were still very respectful toward the Elders of the Celestial Secret Sect. The Celestial Secret Sect held a significant position within the Extreme Dao Alliance; the Saintess herself hailed from their sect.
The Great Elder’s expression was also grave. Number Three sneered, thinking, ’This kid has really forgotten his place. It was bad enough that he got Cave-dwelling Number One, but now he’s actually complaining that Dragon Transformation Pool Number One isn’t good enough.’
Just as everyone expected the Great Elder to erupt in anger, he instead nodded gravely. "The conditions here are indeed lacking. Give me three days. I will find a solution!"
Mingren gave a faint nod and turned to leave. The Great Elder showed not the slightest hint of displeasure.
However, when his attention turned to the others, the Great Elder’s expression was not nearly as accommodating.
It was a complete mess.
"His progress has been incredibly rapid lately!"
"It’s beyond anything I could have imagined. Most importantly, I’ve never heard of a Holy Statue becoming so clear before its user has even reached Minor Perfection."
"This must be reported to the Saintess. The Holy Light Demon Collapse Body is one of the Ten Great Holy Statues. If he truly succeeds, it will be a monumental achievement!"
The three Elders’ focus was now entirely on Mingren. Holy Statues varied in quality, and Mingren’s was one of the rarest. To be honest, the three of them hadn’t held out much hope at the beginning. They had been doing this for decades, and aside from the Saintess, every other candidate had failed.
But Mingren’s current situation was very similar to the Saintess’s back then.
’Perhaps it’s time to activate the special protocol.’
"Move Ma Tian’Er to a better location."
The voice transmission echoed in the Great Elder’s mind, and his heart jolted. Mingren was already nowhere to be seen. The most terrifying part was how silent and traceless his transmission had been.
’Despite my strength at the Minor Perfection realm, I didn’t sense it coming at all.’
’And he’s only at the fortieth layer... Is this the power of the Holy Light Demon Collapse Body?’
Wang Meng fled frantically. Today, Zheng Dasheng was being especially tenacious, and his speed was increasing. Wang Meng was quite confident in his own endurance, and his speed was much faster than the average person’s, but this time, he had truly met his match.
"You little bastard, do you really think you can escape from the palm of my hand? I’m just looking for a quieter place to finish you off!"
Zheng Dasheng sneered. In the night sky, he moved with the effortless grace of an Immortal, and the distance between him and Wang Meng was steadily shrinking.
The voice followed him like a phantom, but Wang Meng couldn’t spare the breath to retort. All his energy was focused on flying. In this boundless desert, there was no cover whatsoever. If Zheng Dasheng caught up to him, it would mean certain death. Unless it was his absolute last resort, Wang Meng didn’t want to perish together with a bastard like that.
But Zheng Dasheng was getting closer and closer. This couldn’t go on. "Sanmao, let’s split up! Run for your life!"
’If we stay together, we’re both dead for sure.’
From a distance, Zheng Dasheng sensed them splitting up. A cold sneer touched the corners of his lips. "How naive..."
Suddenly, Zheng Dasheng froze. Of course he was going to chase Wang Meng, but the problem was, Wang Meng was just the small fry. What he really wanted was the Celestial Fire Cauldron—the Life Artifact.
’Is the Life Artifact on Wang Meng, or on that Spirit Beast?’
Surprisingly, this actually made Zheng Dasheng hesitate. Seizing the opportunity, both Wang Meng and Sanmao widened the distance.
’In this situation, Wang Meng would definitely prioritize saving his own life. And if he’s trying to save his life, then the Life Artifact must be on that Little Spirit Beast.’
Zheng Dasheng snorted coldly. His Elemental Power erupted, and he streaked across the sky like a silver ray of light in pursuit of Sanmao.
Wang Meng flew with all his might. After a short while, he realized something was wrong. ’That guy isn’t chasing me?’
Wang Meng stared blankly at the Life Artifact in his hand. He had been sure Zheng Dasheng would chase him, and had been prepared to take him down with him if he was caught.
Staring off into the distance, Wang Meng gritted his teeth. ’Goddamn it.’ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote with recommendation tickets and monthly passes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
