Free Web NovelChapter 42: Chapter 41: Wine in the Belly, Heroic Spirit Soars
The Undying Finger Technique had a total of five moves. The final move was a variation, a complete fusion of all the other Finger Techniques. Right now, executing the first three moves was Wen Qingye’s absolute limit. He couldn’t even perform the fourth, so the fifth was completely out of the question.
After Wen Qingye practiced the Undying Finger Technique for a while, the sky gradually began to darken.
Wen Qingye looked at the sky as his mind began to race. ’The Brain-Eating Monkey Group should be long gone by now, right?’ ƒreewebɳovel.com
With this in mind, Wen Qingye quickly headed toward the outer edge of the valley.
Passing through rows of peach trees, Wen Qingye arrived at the spot where he had jumped down. He found his surroundings to be exceptionally quiet. Monkeys generally prefer stillness over activity, so Wen Qingyeg guessed the Brain-Eating Monkeys couldn’t possibly still be nearby.
Wen Qingye leaped, his feet finding purchase on the cliff face as he rapidly scaled it.
It didn’t take long for him to reach the top. Seeing the empty surroundings, Wen Qingye breathed a sigh of relief.
The Brain-Eating Monkey Group was simply too formidable. They had strength in numbers, and to top it all off, they had a leader. Wen Qingye knew that if they discovered him, the best he could hope for was to make a run for it.
Wen Qingye drew his sword and quickly rushed toward the place where the Monkey Wine was hidden.
Before long, Wen Qingye saw the same large tree as before. Next to it stood two Brain-Eating Monkeys, apparently standing guard.
’Looks like I’ll have to take care of these two Brain-Eating Monkeys quickly,’ Wen Qingye thought. ’Otherwise, they’ll definitely call for backup.’
Gripping his sword, a cold glint flashed in Wen Qingye’s eyes.
SWOOSH!
Wen Qingye shot into the air, seemingly walking on nothing as he flew, arriving next to one of the Brain-Eating Monkeys in an instant.
Wen Qingye had clearly unleashed the full power of his Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer Heaven cultivation, making him incomparably faster than he was at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer Heaven.
"Silver Moon Wushang!"
The sword in Wen Qingye’s hand streaked from its sheath, carrying a killing intent as sharp as glacial silk. His strike was like the cold, desolate glint of the moon in the dead of night—with a turn of his feet, his sword lashed out, nimble and fierce.
HSSS—
A single strike to the throat!
The Brain-Eating Monkey hadn’t even had time to react before a fountain of blood erupted from its neck. Its eyes remained wide open as its breathing stopped, and with a heavy THUMP, it collapsed to the ground. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
The other Brain-Eating Monkey reacted instantly. Upon seeing Wen Qingye, it bared its fangs and snarled. A cold smirk touched the corners of Wen Qingye’s lips as he kicked off the ground and shot toward it.
The Brain-Eating Monkey knew how dangerous Wen Qingye was and immediately leaped toward the ancient tree in front of it.
Wen Qingye knew he had to finish it off as quickly as possible to avoid further trouble. With this thought, he rapidly gave chase.
"Bright Moon in the Sky!"
Wen Qingye swung his sword continuously. Layer upon layer of moon-like Sword Qi danced forward, gradually converging to form a brilliant, full moon that hurtled forward to kill.
SCREECH!
The Brain-Eating Monkey had seen its companion’s gruesome death, and now, seeing Wen Qingye swing his sword at it, it was utterly terrified. It turned its body once again and bolted into the distance.
SHLICK!
Several beams of Sword Qi still ruthlessly struck the Brain-Eating Monkey. The creature’s body became unsteady, and it nearly fell. It quickly endured the pain and, in its last moments, began to call for its leader.
SQUELCH!
The Brain-Eating Monkey’s mouth gaped wide, but no sound came out. Its eyes were wide with shock. Wen Qingye withdrew his Cyan Mist Sword and slid it back into its sheath.
"That was close," Wen Qingye said, breathing a sigh of relief. "If I hadn’t quickened my Step Technique at the end, this would have been trouble."
After dispatching the two Brain-Eating Monkeys quickly and cleanly, Wen Qingye’s thoughts turned to the Monkey Wine, and he couldn’t help but feel a surge of joy.
Wen Qingye quickly arrived at the tree hollow. It had been sealed up again, so he simply tore away the leaves, branches, and other debris covering it.
The pale yellow Monkey Wine was somewhat transparent and pure, and it had a fragrant aroma that tickled his nose. Wen Qingye immediately took out waterskins and other such containers from his Sumeru Mustard Seed.
Wen Qingye filled his containers and drank, drank and filled. By the time everything in his Sumeru Mustard Seed was nearly full, the Monkey Wine was almost gone. Only then did Wen Qingye smile in satisfaction.
Wen Qingye’s face was slightly flushed, and his head felt a little fuzzy. He leaped down from the tree and, with a faint smile playing on his lips, departed into the distance.
"No matter where I find myself tonight, with wine in my gut, my heroic spirit will surely soar..." Wen Qingye shouldered his sword, its body still bearing traces of blood.
The past is like the wind, and time is like a song. Wen Qingye couldn’t help but recall his former, extraordinary years—the faint glimmer of a drawn sword, wine entering a sorrowful gut, and the feeling of all grievances and debts dissolving into a gentle breeze.
Wen Qingye’s figure gradually vanished beneath the ancient, moonlit trees.
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「Seven days later」 Wen Qingye appeared on the outskirts of the Hundred Break Mountains. By now, his cultivation had stabilized and solidified.
No one knew that although Wen Qingye remained in the Qi Cultivation Stage, he was actually at the Qi Cultivation Tenth Layer Heaven. This would lay a profound foundation for his rapid cultivation breakthroughs in the future.
"What are you doing? Is this how students of Qig Mountain Academy are supposed to act?"
"Hmph. Cut the crap. Hand over the herbs, or die!"
Wen Qingye suddenly heard the scattered voices. His brow furrowed slightly, and he slowly made his way over.
He saw an old man carrying a bamboo basket, with a little girl standing beside him. The girl was adorable, like a porcelain doll. The old man’s face was flushed with anger as he pointed at several Qig Mountain Academy students before him and said, "I saw this Seven Stars Grass first, and I obtained it first! Since when did it belong to Qig Mountain Academy? You’re going too far! I’m telling you, I’m not afraid of you, even if you are from the Qig Mountain Academy!"
The leading Qig Mountain Academy disciple sneered, "Let me tell you something, old man. The Hundred Break Mountains belong to our Qig Mountain Academy, so the herbs here are naturally ours. Now, if you obediently hand it over, I’ll pretend nothing happened. But if you dare resist, I’ll kill you, and then I’ll kill your granddaughter."
Hearing the Qig Mountain Academy student’s words, the old man’s face turned ashen.
The little girl grabbed the old man’s arm, blinked her big eyes, and said, "Grandpa, just give it to them. Yunshan doesn’t want Grandpa to die. And Yunshan doesn’t want to leave Grandpa."
"But, Yunshan, your sickness... this is the last herb we need..." The old man sighed helplessly. "Fine. Take this Seven Stars Grass."
As he spoke, the old man tossed the Seven Stars Grass toward the Qig Mountain Academy students. A look of glee appeared in the leader’s eyes.
Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed past, as swift as the wind. Before anyone could react, the Seven Stars Grass had vanished.
A short distance away, a young man was standing, examining the Seven Stars Grass in his hand.
"Who are you?" the lead Qig Mountain Academy student demanded in a low voice.
Wen Qingye glanced at their cultivation levels and said, "You all must be new students at Qig Mountain Academy as well, right?"
Seeing the Seven Stars Grass that had been within his grasp vanish into thin air, the lead student couldn’t help but roar, "You know we’re students of Qig Mountain Academy and you still dare to snatch our herb? It seems you’re tired of living!"
Wen Qingye smiled faintly. "My apologies, but I’m a student at Qig Mountain Academy, too."
