C551 To the End
C551 To the End
"Oh?" Han Chen raised his handsome eyebrows, and his eyes lit up. The Seven Profound Peaks's training of the disciples was actually so comprehensive, and did not slow down in any way.
Up ahead in the sky above the Dao Pillar, massive waves were still crashing down. The angry roar of the blue sea compared to the sky.
The nearly one hundred young silhouettes on the stage didn't move at all. They sat as steady as mountains, immersed in the state of 'Martial Arts' as though they couldn't extricate themselves.
"Junior Brother Han Chen, what you are seeing right now is very different from what you are seeing in the illusion world. Only when you enter the martial cultivation realm will you feel that what you see in front of your eyes is not worth mentioning. "At that time, you will understand what is the true meaning of changing the color of the world and changing the weather …"
"Is that so? Hearing you say that, I really can't wait to go try out that martial cultivation realm! " Han Chen's curiosity was piqued, and a sense of anticipation rose in his heart.
"Then before that, you must adjust your body to its optimal condition. Otherwise, don't waste this opportunity. Because, you new disciples, use three times a month to cultivate. You must not exceed two hours each time. "
"What?" Only three times? " Han Chen was a little dumbfounded. Three times a month, wasn't that a little too little?
"There are already quite a few, because this martial cultivation realm is a special illusion created based on formations. Every time a martial cultivation realm opened, a large amount of spirit crystals or demon beast cores would be consumed. If this was not the Seven Profound Peaks, any other small sect or sect would not be able to handle such a consumption. "
"So that's how it is." Han Chen then suddenly realized something, nodded his head, and asked: "Then how many times can the senior disciples use the cultivation realm a month?"
Han Chen recalled Wang Zhaoyi's special reaction before, that she did not care about martial skills nor medicinal pellets. Now that she thought about it, she was probably thinking about the number of times she could use it in the Martial Cultivating Stage.
To be able to stimulate the potential within the martial cultivation's body as much as possible, and also be able to comprehend the 'Five Elements force', the martial cultivation realm was indeed the most attractive thing in the Seven Profound Peaks.
"The disciples that enter the sect three times every month, the middle level disciples six times every month, the high level disciples ten times every month and the Inner Sect Disciples fifteen times every month. As for those seven core disciples … "Wu Ling's voice paused for a moment, and great envy gushed out of his eyes." The core disciples can use the cultivation realm without any restrictions. "
"Hiss" Han Chen could not help but take in a breath of cold air. Using the martial cultivation realm without any restrictions? The treatment of core disciples was a bit too high. However, after thinking about it for a bit, one could understand that the next successors of the seven headmasters were naturally groomed to the best of their abilities.
It could be said that the core disciples could enjoy all the privileges within the Seven Profound Peaks. The elites selected from the few dozen strong Inner Sect Disciples were definitely geniuses amongst geniuses. Just by thinking about it, one could imagine what sort of monster it was.
"However, junior brother, you don't have to worry." Wu Ling patted Han Chen's shoulder, and laughed sincerely: "Senior brother, I have also become a senior disciple, and every month I will have ten times the chance to use the cultivation realm. I can lend you three chances. "
"Oh? You can even borrow this? "
"Of course, they only recognize keepsakes and not people. Even if a disciple with the seventh level of morphogenesis were to use a Inner Sect Disciples's keepsake to cultivate. "
Surprised and surprised, Han Chen laughed and said, "Senior Brother, there's no need. I should be enough for three times a month."
"Look at you, these words are too formal. If not for your Three Spirits Immortal Fruit, I would still be a middle ranked disciple and would only have six chances per month. Now that you've been given three chances, I still have seven chances.
Receiving the sincerity and sincerity from Wu Ling's eyes, Han Chen could not help but feel warm inside. Such a friend was a person worthy of making friends with. "Alright, then I won't be polite. Once I've used up all three of my chances, I'll speak to you."
"No problem, haha."
Han Chen finally understood the basic situation of Seven Profound Peaks. Seven main peaks. Seven headmasters. Seven core disciples. Seven cultivation realms.
It seemed like this sect was related to the number seven.
Han Chen and Wu Ling chatted as they prepared to leave Haiqiong Peak for their home. Just as the two of them returned to the plaza, a few figures stopped the two of them. To be more precise, they stopped Han Chen.
Without even thinking, one could tell that the people blocking in front of Han Chen and Wu Ling were naturally Shang Beiliu, Shang Nanliu and his group.
"Kid, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Shang Beiliu tilted his head slightly, and a disdainful smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
"Oh?" Han Chen spread out his hands, pretended to be surprised, and said, "What? What business do you have with me? "
"Brat, you still dare to pretend to be ignorant." Shang Nanliu's face was cold, his eyes full of anger.
"Heh." Han Chen laughed lightly, and replied with interest. "Your dog paws and lackeys have recovered pretty well! "However, if you are still gesticulating in front of me, I don't mind breaking your arms and legs again."
"You?" Shang Nanliu's expression changed as a trace of fear flashed across his face. Honestly speaking, he was still resentful towards Han Chen's ruthless methods yesterday. He could not help but retreat behind Shang Beiliu and continued to insult him, "Hmph, smelly brat, don't be too proud. With my brother here, you won't even know how you died. "
Shang Beiliu laughed coldly, "Do you want me to do it myself, or do you want me to immediately kneel on the ground and kowtow three times towards us?"
"Hur hur, what do you think?" Han Chen rubbed his chin, showing that he did not care.
"Very good. I like your character very much. However, normally, people with this sort of character will not be able to live for long."
The air smelled of gunpowder, and a cold killing intent surged from Shang Beiliu's body.
Wu Ling had also heard some clues from the conversation between the two of them. He did not expect Han Chen to have a grudge with Shang Beiliu, who was ranked third, as he entered the sect.
"Brother Shang, what do you want to do?" Don't tell me that you all want to challenge the dignity of the sect as soon as you've arrived? " Wu Ling took a step forward and spoke to protect Han Chen.
"Hur hur, I know you." Shang Beiliu cast his gaze onto Wu Ling with disdain, "Wu Ling, right? the middle level disciple who entered the Seven Profound Peaks two years ago. "
"Hmph, you are wrong, I am now a senior disciple." Wu Ling let out a cold snort. With a move of his palm, a high ranking disciple's keepsake appeared in his hand. It was a purple jade pendant.
The expressions of the few people behind Shang Nanliu changed slightly.
However, Shang Beiliu still had a mocking smile on his face, "So what? After working for two or three years, he had only just reached the level of a senior disciple? With just this bit of achievements, you still dare to brag about it? "
"You?" Wu Ling frowned, he was furious.
Speaking of which, Shang Beiliu indeed had the qualifications to be arrogant, and directly soared from a new disciple to a senior disciple. There was no doubt that with his potential, he would not have much of a problem entering the Inner Sect Disciples in the future.
"Hehe, Wu Ling, I advise you not to meddle in my affairs. I thought that just because you entered the sect two years before me, you could use your seniority's name to suppress me. If you know what's good for you, then stay far away from this brat. "
"You …" Wu Ling was so angry that his face turned ashen, and both of his fists were clenched tightly. Shang Beiliu, don't be too arrogant. This is the Sea Sky Peak, you cannot act recklessly. "
"I know." Shang Beiliu raised his eyebrows, showing that he did not care at all. I am clear about the rules of the Seven Profound Peaks, you can't kill people here, right? But, "Shang Beiliu's eyes turned cold, and his tone became filled with coldness," I can break all of this stinking brat's legs, hahahaha.
Shang Beiliu's wanton laughter did not stop. Behind him, Shang Nanliu's group also revealed a dense amount of sinister intent.
However, Han Chen's face didn't reveal the slightest bit of fear, his arms crossed in front of his body, and laughed indifferently: "What? Are you that confident that you can cripple me? "
"What do you think?" Shang Beiliu asked.
"I don't think so."
"Hmph. Stinking brat, do you dare ascend the Heaven Shining Life and Death Stage with me?"
Shining Sky Life and Death Stage?
Wu Ling's expression immediately changed, and he promptly advised Han Chen, "Junior Brother, don't promise him. If he ascended to the life and death arena, then no one would hold him accountable. Ignore him now, he won't dare to touch you. "
"Shut up, it's troublesome." Shang Nanliu, who was standing behind him, scolded.
"Who do you think you are to dare to talk to me like that?"
"Alright, senior brother." Han Chen reached out his hand to stop Wu Ling, and a strange luster faintly gushed out of his clear eyes. Senior brother Beiliu, I wonder if you ate that 'Celestial Golden Dragon Pill' of yours? "
When those words were said, everyone present was stunned. What did Han Chen say? Why did it have to do with this?
"Hmph, what did you say? So what if he ate? "So what if you haven't eaten?" Shang Beiliu focused his gaze.
"Hehe, if you still haven't eaten, then you might as well be the prize!"
"What do you mean?"
"My meaning is very simple. Didn't you want to kill me? "Then I shall ascend the life and death arena with you, but," Han Chen said as the corners of his mouth curled up, revealing a hint of a playful smile. I need to add another bet. If I win, you have to give me the 'Heavenly Chief Gold Dragon Pellet' and 'the keepsake of a senior disciple'. "
Han Chen's words stunned everyone present.
Even Wu Ling had a face full of shock, and looked at Han Chen as if he was looking at a monster. Did I hear wrong? This junior who relied on her relationship to enter Seven Profound Peaks through the back door looked extremely arrogant.
Was he trying to trick Shang Beiliu? It was very possible.
Shang Beiliu was startled at first, but soon after, he began to ridicule loudly, "Hahahaha, truly ridiculous. Stinky brat, are you not afraid of losing your tongue by saying such big words?"
"What is it? Are you scared? " Han Chen's words resonated.
"Hmph, what kind of joke is this? You are courting death, so don't blame me. But I want to ask first if you lose. Other than you losing your life, what else did you lose to me? "
"There's nothing else." Han Chen shrugged his shoulders.
"You?"
"I already promised to ascend the life and death arena with you, what else do you want? At most, I can just let you have my disciple's keepsake, at least it's a three times chance to reach the Martial Cultivating Stage. "
Han Chen said casually, as if he did not put Shang Beiliu in his eyes. The latter was infuriated to the point that her lungs were about to explode. His killing intent towards Han Chen suddenly rose to another level.
"Brat, you brought this upon yourself. I promise you, tomorrow afternoon, amnesia peak, the Heaven Shining Life and Death Stage! "
"I'll follow you to the end."