Chapter 13: Experience It Firsthand in a Few Years

Chapter 13: Chapter 13: Experience It Firsthand in a Few Years

RUMBLE!

The moment Zhou Santong made a move, the earth shook as if turning over, and everything inside the deep well trembled.

WHOOSH!

In an instant, all the air currents were drawn in by the qi mechanism of his entire body. Like a surging tide, the force from Zhou Santong’s fists pressed toward the old demon, the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Gu Hualong!

"Hahaha, so you brought this brat here to let him witness my Martial Arts!"

Bound by chains, Gu Hualong’s hair flew wildly and his beard quivered like a raving lunatic. Seeing Zhou Santong’s fists pressing down, he burst into laughter, "I was just itching for a fight!"

Though his entire body was immobilized by the chains specially forged by Chen Canxuan, and he could only watch Zhou Santong’s fists approach, he was not entirely helpless. Even if it was just a passive counterattack...

BOOM!

Gu Hualong jerked his head back. The space around him instantly transformed into an oceanic vortex, devouring every inch of the air currents and the True Qi that Zhou Santong was crushing over!

CLANK CLANK CLANK!

Then, he shook his arms, swinging the chains wrapped around his body. The deafening, frenzied clatter of the iron chains sounded like the roar of a celestial dragon. Wrapped in a terrifying magnitude of True Qi, they lashed out at Zhou Santong.

SWISH!

SWISH!

SWISH!

Every thick iron chain seemed to come alive, whipping the air until it exploded. Like living beasts baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, they struck with overwhelming might!

Even though he was over a hundred feet away, Chen Sha could feel the wind whipped up by the chains slicing toward him like knives. He immediately channeled his True Qi to form a barrier over his body.

BANG BANG BANG!

Fortunately, he blocked it just in time. The surface of his barrier crackled like exploding firecrackers as the residual force of the chains lashed against his Protective True Qi, leaving Chen Sha’s expression filled with shock.

He wondered, "If the residual qi force that wasn’t even aimed at me holds such power, just how much pressure is Little Uncle-Master enduring in direct combat?"

Chen Sha watched without daring to blink as the two old men clashed.

First, their True Qi collided, erupting like gunpowder.

BOOM!

A sound like a thunderbolt from a clear sky rang through the air!

BANG!

BANG BANG!

Next came Zhou Santong’s fists, as massive as golden alms bowls, pressing down one after another and smashing right in front of Gu Hualong!

RUMBLE!

As fists met palms and chains clashed, the subterranean space teetered on the verge of collapse. It made Chen Sha wonder if the two of them would cave the place in and bury all three of them alive.

Despite this thought, Chen Sha kept his eyes glued to the exchange between the two. He marveled, "Is this the true terror of the Great Innate Realm?"

RUMBLE!

As the two old men fought to their hearts’ content, he thought, "Their momentum is gradually revealing itself."

In Chen Sha’s eyes, these two peerless experts—who could contend for the absolute peak of the world—seemed more like two clashing manifestations of intent rather than flesh-and-blood people.

WHOOSH!

Amid the battle, Gu Hualong, surrounded by surging True Qi, resembled a primeval beast from the Ancient Era. His entire being exuded a terrifying momentum of greed, cruelty, and a ravenous desire to devour!

In contrast, Little Uncle-Master Zhou Santong remained utterly composed in the face of Gu Hualong’s madness. He was like a sturdy reef weathering the crashing waves—no matter how much monumental force was thrown at him, he stood immovable.

BOOM!

BOOM!

BOOM!

The battle between the two old men at the bottom of the well lasted for a full two incense sticks of time. Until, Zhou Santong pulled his hands back, retreated, and shouted at the top of his lungs, "I’m not fighting anymore! No more fighting! This old geezer practiced the Qi Stealing Technique orthodoxly for his first twenty years, and then practiced it in reverse for the next thirty! His True Qi is like an impenetrable fortress. I can’t even dent him, yet he keeps absorbing my True Qi! What a shameless bastard!"

With that said, he walked over to Chen Sha and asked, "Your uncle here doesn’t know how to teach a disciple, so I could only let you watch for yourself. What did you see just now?"

Hearing this, Chen Sha placed his hands behind his back and pondered thoughtfully for a moment. Then, he answered, "So the journey through the Upper Three Grades—from Grandmaster, to Great Grandmaster, and finally to Great Innate—is an endless breakthrough of one’s own momentum?"

Zhou Santong scratched his head and pulled at his ears. He didn’t understand it either. Regardless, he had just kept practicing and naturally arrived at his current Realm.

Instead, it was Gu Hualong, who had ceased fighting not far away, who sneered coldly upon hearing this, "I was wondering why you came down here today. It turns out you wanted to use a fight with me to help Chen Canxuan’s son comprehend the heaven and earth of the Upper Three Grades?"

Zhou Santong glared at him. "So what if I did? That’s about the only use you have left, you old monster."

Gu Hualong sneered. "Doesn’t he just want to know the true essence of the Upper Three Grades? You can’t even teach him that. You truly bring shame to the title of Chen Canxuan’s junior brother."

He then looked at Chen Sha mockingly, "Your father was the number one in the world, yet he didn’t even tell you the distinctions after the Grandmaster Realm?"

Chen Sha was left speechless. Could he say it was because his predecessor had only been at the peak of the Lower Nine Streams before his old man died? At that time, he was still in the Lower Nine Streams and hadn’t yet reached the Grandmaster Realm. Why would he take the initiative to ask his father about the cultivation of the Upper Three Grades? That would have been completely biting off more than he could chew.

Infuriated by Gu Hualong’s scolding, Zhou Santong shot back, "My martial nephew is a peerless genius! He doesn’t even need me to teach him! He understood just by watching our fight! Combat is always the best way for Breaking Realm!"

Gu Hualong chuckled coldly, "That’s not wrong. Then why not let him exchange blows with me personally and find out?"

Zhou Santong’s eyes bulged. "Don’t listen to him!"

Chen Sha smiled faintly. Naturally, he wasn’t foolish enough to step up.

The man in front of him was an Emperor of a mortal dynasty, a First-Grade Great Innate whom only his father back in the day could capture! Even if placed among the current top ten experts in the world, he could probably secure a spot. How could he be so stupid as to throw his Third-Grade Grandmaster Skill against the terrifying might of a First-Grade Great Innate?

Seeing that Chen Sha wasn’t coming over, Gu Hualong didn’t mind. He merely scoffed, "What a waste that you cultivate the Dao Yi Sect’s Great Yellow Court. This orthodox Daoist Sect Inner Power ranks in the world’s top ten. It’s a First-Grade Divine Skill that originally only required step-by-step cultivation to reach the First-grade Level."

Chen Sha’s eyes flickered slightly. "Do you have any pointers, Senior?"

Gu Hualong sneered, "For any First-Grade Divine Skill, you only need to deeply comprehend the intent behind the Martial Arts itself. Take your Dao Yi Sect’s Great Yellow Court—do you really not know what its true essence is?"

Hearing this, Zhou Santong grew anxious. "Little Chen Sha, don’t listen to his nonsense! I might not know how to teach, but you definitely can’t trust his words. This old bastard is wicked to the core. He’s definitely trying to lead you astray and make you succumb to your inner demons."

Of course, Chen Sha wasn’t foolish enough to place absolute trust in Gu Hualong’s words. He smiled. "Don’t worry, Little Uncle-Master."

Deep down, however, he was lost in thought. He mused, "Gu Hualong isn’t entirely wrong, but he definitely has no good intentions. When it comes to Martial Arts, a single mistaken word can throw you off by a thousand miles. However..."

He suddenly thought of the Cosmic Light Fragments behind the Southern Heavenly Gate. No matter what kind of injuries he suffered there, they wouldn’t affect his real body. In that realm, he had been shattered by Hong Qi’s palm strikes over a thousand times. Yet, his body remained perfectly fine.

He considered, "Could I try out different breakthrough directions within the Cosmic Light Fragments? Even if I suffer qi deviation, have my True Qi reverse its flow, and die on the spot, it’ll just be a collapse of consciousness before returning to my real body."

With this idea in mind, Chen Sha turned to his Little Uncle-Master and said, "I have gained a massive harvest today, not just from watching the battle between you and this old demon, but also from finding a few new directions in my heart. Let’s stop here for today. Let’s head back up."

"A harvest? Good that you got something out of it!" Zhou Santong chuckled, then turned to Gu Hualong. "Keep rotting down here, you old geezer!"

Chen Sha also turned to look, his gaze meeting Gu Hualong’s eyes beneath his unkempt hair and filthy face. They were profound, sneering, lonely, and deranged... There was a trace of every emotion, yet it also felt as if there were no emotions at all.

"Senior, we will meet again." Before heading up, Chen Sha spoke, "It won’t be long. In a few years, I will personally come and experience the power of the Qi Stealing Technique!"

"In a few years? Hahahaha!" Gu Hualong laughed, as if he had just heard the greatest joke in the world.