Chapter 269: Pure Yang, Impervious To Ghosts And Spirits!
Translator: AstralGhost Editor: Kurisu
Jin Sanjue and the rest felt completely crushed in their hearts. Of the three Evolved Jing masters in their lineup, the strongest among them was only a middle stage Evolved Jing master. From the powerful display of the group before them, even the weakest was a late stage Evolved Jing master!
"That... should we go back?" Jin Sanjue asked weakly. A fire on the city gate brings disaster to the fishes in the moat!
His heart lurched as he looked upon that familiar young man with hair extending to his waist, currently in the middle of the fight. He was suddenly fearful that that fellow would take the chance to settle the scores with him again.
'I'm going to really give it to that little idiot back home when I return. The stupid kid only knows how to create trouble for his father all day long!'
Jin Sanjue became angry every time he thought of the matter. He had to warn that idiot son of his to avoid this malignant star as much as possible. Otherwise, even he would not be able to rescue him!
"En, brother Jin's words make sense. Let's go back!" the middle stage Evolved Jing master finally spoke. With one final glance at the impressive battle before them, they quickly turned around and slipped away. This place was truly too dangerous! A smart man did not stand under a crumbling wall!
Seeing the two claws grabbing towards him, Bei Feng remained expressionless as he stepped forward and waved his hand lightly in front of him. As he did so, the Giant Bear behind him also stood out and smacked out with a huge furry paw, sending a classic backhand slap towards them!
"Peng!"
The two solid claws were directly smashed apart without any suspense. The furry paw continued unimpeded, ruthlessly striking across all the Evolved Jing masters!
The Evolved Jing masters seemingly invincible to ordinary eyes could not even withstand a single strike from Bei Feng and were sent flying and tumbling all over the place!
"Kacha! Kacha!"
"Ah!"
A series of ear-numbing crackling sounds filled the air, accompanied by Qin Wutian's wretched cries.
"Thump!"
Bei Feng released his grip abruptly, causing Qin Wutian to fall unceremoniously to the ground. As he lay feebly on the ground, he could not stop himself from throwing a venomous stare at Bei Feng.
"Pop!"
Bei Feng shrugged off the hateful glance and pointed lightly at Qin Wutian's dantian. A light sound like a bubble popping rang out and Qin Wutian felt his vision going dark as he fainted on the spot.
"Young clan leader!"
"You actually crippled the young clan leader's cultivation?!"
The group of Evolved Jing masters felt their hearts drop sharply as their faces went pale. In that moment, they were gripped with a terrifying fear!
Bei Feng did not even spare a glance at these people and directly left.
Lin Mei who had followed them here was still staring dumbly at the scene in front of her. The events today had shocked her beyond all her imaginations!
Ultimately, Bei Feng had still held back and shown mercy. But that did not mean that Qin Wutian's fate was much better!
To fall from being a lofty Xiantian Lord to becoming an ordinary person again, an extreme transformation like this was enough to consign any person to a life worse than death!
There was even lesser need to mention his fate in the Qin clan where only strength mattered. Losing his cultivation meant that he'd lost any chances of being a core member of the clan. At the most, he would only live his life out in the future as a silken pants young master who didn't lack money.
"What should we do now?"
The numerous Evolved Jing masters looked at each other helplessly. Who would have expected such a result?
They thought that this was just a simple trip, and with the young clan leader acting personally, they would definitely be able to capture their target easily. In the end, the young clan leader's cultivation was crippled! At this moment, all of them could imagine the chaos in the clan once they received this news!
The group of Evolved Jing masters felt a dreadful gloom hanging over their hearts. With the young clan leader's cultivation crippled, their own fate would not be much better. As for escaping? The thought did not even cross their minds.
With how long they've lived in the Qin clan, they naturally understood how deeply the foundation of the clan was hidden!
The group of them took out a few white pills and made Qin Wutian swallow them. When his condition finally stabilized, they quickly carried him into the car and sped off.
After a matter like this, Bei Feng did not have to mood to continue shopping with Mystic Moon and the rest anymore. He instructed Mystic Three to follow the two girls and returned to the villa by himself.
He did not regret crippling Qin Wutian's cultivation at all. From the beginning, he had never acknowledged the Qin family, and they were no different to strangers on the road as far as he was concerned.
Since they dared to provoke him and raise their claws against him, he would not mind breaking that claw!
Still, he could not help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart. Now that he'd crippled Qin Wutian, the Qin clan would definitely not let the matter rest!
...Unless he decided to acknowledge the Qin clan as his family and join them. Otherwise, even Qin Wufa would not be able to stop the upper echelons of the Qin clan from acting against him!
The position of young clan leader was something with a significant meaning in the Qin clan. It represented the strongest person in the clan's younger generation, and also represented the face of the clan!
Crippling Qin Wutian meant that this face had been brutally slapped until it was bruised and swollen! How could the mighty Qin clan endure such a thing?
'I hope that the Qin clan doesn't force me to go on a killing spree!'
A cold light flashed past Bei Feng's pupils, one colder than the winter's frost!
He was well aware that Qin Wufa's cultivation was exceptionally high. The last time they exchanged blows, Bei Feng felt like the other party was like a deep pool with unfathomable depths. Even a conservative estimate would place him at the peak of Xiantian!
With a light wave of his hand, the golden flying dagger shot out of his body and circled around Bei Feng's outstretched hand. It gleamed and reflected the golden rays of the sun as it darted through the air like an agile fish.
This was the trump card in Bei Feng's hands; as long as he was not facing a Controlled Dan Heavenly Expert, he could thrash any opponents!
At this time, Indigestion was lying in the yard and observing Bei Feng with squinted eyes. The sinister-looking flying dagger emanated a cold aura, appearing extraordinarily dangerous. A moment later, it turned its head away and continued sleeping.
At around 5pm, Mystic Moon and the rest came back to the villa and continued their lessons. Bei Feng remained in the yard, circulating his blood and Qi to nurture his newly cleared blood vessels, reinforcing them and making them stronger!
Heat waves emanated from Bei Feng's body, sending faint mist into the cold air. The mist coiled in a mystical manner around him as he breathed, causing him to look like a celestial being!
A peaceful and otherworldly aura hung around him, growing stronger and stronger until it looked like he was about to turn into an immortal and ascend into the heavens at any moment!
Nurturing blood vessels was a delicate process, and required sufficient patience. Otherwise, it was easy to achieve the opposite effect.
Bei Feng calmed his mind and freed himself of all thoughts. The bountiful mental power also moved to nourish his veins, achieving double the results with half the effort.
As he cultivated, a faint wisp of golden hue could be seen flashing through the bright-red blood occasionally. Its speed was so fast that one might think that it was an illusion. However, Bei Feng was sure of his eyes. The percentage of golden in the blood was much too low, to a point of being almost negligible.
"The purity of this golden blood is incomparably pristine. The energy it contains is also extremely monstrous. Could this be the so called Pure Yang body?" Bei Feng mumbled to himself as he examined his blood with his perception. Perhaps his blood might come to be completely golden one day, achieving the Pure Yang body which was impervious to ghosts and spirits!
Pure Yang was without Yin, symbolizing the divine! Pure Yin nurtured ghosts and demons! Half Yin and half Yang made humans!
Pure Yang practitioners couldn't be conquered by spirits, while Pure Yin practitioners rejected divine beings!
Half Yin and half Yang were the creators of mysteries!
The human body was divided into two sides. One was inclined towards the path of divinity, and the other was demonic in nature!
Humans were born with weak constitution, and had an average lifespan of less than 100 years. However, the advantage humans held over stronger species were their abilities in comprehension!
The Demonic races were born with strong physiques, and some species with stronger bloodlines were born with immense abilities and cultivation. However, the rate at which they cultivated was too slow. They could spend thousands of years cultivating and only improve by a minor realm!
In comparison, humans had frail physiques and short lifespans. However, they improved quickly, and could create countless miracles in their short lives!
The Pure Yang body was a legend among cultivators, but in actuality, it was just a realm in the martial path. Bei Feng did not spend more time thinking about how far away he was from that realm. Right now, the trace of golden in his blood was not even 1/100,000th of his blood. He was still inestimably far from achieving such a realm!