vrcanaries Chapter 380 The difference between immortals and mortals
Chapter 380 The difference between immortals and mortals
The metal arena was already in pieces. On the bumpy surface, Hu Qing and Gu Yang lay side by side, their chests heaving violently, their robes soaked with sweat.
Gu Yang's huge black sword was stuck diagonally to the side, the blade was dull and lifeless, and it was obvious that its spiritual power had been exhausted.
"Ha... finally... I beat you once..." Gu Yang panted, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.
Hu Qing was equally exhausted, but there was a look of relief in his eyes:
"Sure. That last earth wall... was ridiculously hard. My spiritual energy bullets felt like a tickle when they hit it."
Gu Yang chuckled: "Your illusion is outrageous. I was clearly aiming at you, but the knife fell to the ground by itself. It's like you're possessed by an evil spirit!"
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.
"Hahahahaha! Lao Li, write the IOU quickly!"
Xin was so excited that he slapped his thigh. He took out a yellowed contract paper from somewhere, quickly wrote down the details of the bet, and then handed it to Master Li with a smile.
Master Li looked at the words "owed one hundred top-grade spirit stones" with a bitter face, and the corner of his mouth twitched: "Xin, do you really need to do that?"
"Of course!" Xin said confidently, "Who knows if you'll default on your debt? Come, press your fingerprints and leave a spiritual imprint!"
Master Li had no choice but to bite his fingertip, press a blood seal on the contract, and then separate a wisp of spiritual consciousness to imprint it.
Xin was satisfied and carefully put the contract away, as if afraid that someone would snatch it away.
On the other side, the Sword God had a cold face as he watched Old Xia smilingly take away his one hundred top-grade spirit stones, and the corner of his eye twitched slightly.
"Hey, Xiaobai, don't be so stingy~" Xin came over triumphantly, deliberately dangling in front of the Sword God, "I admit defeat and I'll win it back next time!"
The Sword God glanced at him coldly, and with a slight movement of his fingers, sword energy flowed through his fingertips. Xin was so frightened that he quickly took two steps back: "Hey, hey, hey, you're not going to fight, are you?"
Old Xia smiled and weighed the bag of spirit stones in his hand, feeling very happy: "Not bad, not bad, today's harvest is quite good."
Seeing that both Sword God and Master Li had dark faces, Xin was even more pleased. He twisted his body and started a strange dance in front of them, humming a little tune:
"Oh my, today is a good day~"
Master Li's forehead was throbbing with veins: "...Believe me, old ghost. Do you believe that I will fight you to the death right now?"
The Sword God silently held the hilt of his sword, his eyes dangerous.
Xin finally calmed down, but a provocative smile still hung on his face: "Don't get excited, don't get excited, come on, come on, I'll buy you a drink!"
"Use the spirit stones we lost to you?" Master Li gritted his teeth.
"Of course!" Xin said confidently.
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After a long time, Hu Qing and Gu Yang finally recovered and walked off the stage, supporting each other.
The white fox also returned to its mini form, nestling in Hu Qing's arms, also looking a little exhausted.
"Let's compete again next time. It's not satisfying yet." Gu Yang said with a smile.
"Okay, but I won't lose next time." Hu Qing raised his eyebrows.
The two men smiled at each other. The dim light stretched their shadows very long, casting them on the broken arena, like the aftermath of a fierce battle.
In the distance, Xin was being hunted down by Master Li and the Sword God, his screams echoing throughout the training grounds:
"Help! Mr. Xia! They want to kill people!!!"
Old Xia sipped his tea with a smile, pretending not to hear.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang dragged their tired bodies down from the ring, only to see chaos behind the spectator seats.
Master Li and the Sword God were chasing Master Xin all over the field. The three of them left trails of shadows in the air, and from time to time, Master Xin's exaggerated plea for mercy could be heard:
"Ouch! Be gentle! I just won a few spirit stones from you!"
Mr. Xia sat there leisurely, sipping tea slowly.
Seeing the two approaching, he smiled and took out a heavy brocade bag from his storage ring and threw it to Gu Yang:
"Here, this is what your teacher earned for you. Take it and practice well."
Gu Yang hurriedly caught the brocade bag, opened it and took a deep breath -
A total of fifty top-grade spirit stones shone with a crystal luster under the lighting stone.
His hands were shaking as he held the sachet: "This...this is too much..."
Hu Qing's eyes turned, and he looked at the chaotic scene in the distance, and suddenly he realized:
"Are they using our competition to start a bet?"
Old Xia smiled without saying anything, just nodded slightly.
At this time, a loud "bang" was heard in the distance, and Master Xin was pinned to the ground by Master Li's grappling hand, while the Sword God was taking out the spirit stone from his arms with a cold face.
The two smiled at each other and simply sat down next to Mr. Xia.
Hu Qing took the teacup handed to him by Old Xia, while Gu Yang curiously teased Xiao Zi who was lying on Old Xia's legs.
The little dragon squinted its eyes comfortably after being rubbed, making a "gurgling" sound.
Old Xia's gaze lingered on Hu Qing for a moment, and he suddenly raised his hand and waved.
Hu Qing only felt his dantian lighten, and the seal instantly disappeared without a trace.
But what surprised him even more was what Mr. Xia said next: "Do you see the shackles on your body?"
Hu Qing's expression froze and he nodded solemnly.
Ever since he broke through to the Dust-Breaking Stage, he discovered that his Nascent Soul was bound by nine mysterious chains.
Those chains were completely black and engraved with ancient runes. Although they did not affect his cultivation for the time being, they always made him feel imprisoned.
Mr. Xia gently put down the teacup, and the porcelain and stone slabs made a crisp sound when they touched each other.
His deep gaze penetrated the curling tea smoke and he spoke slowly, "Do you know why this realm is called 'Dust-breaking'?"
Hu Qing and Gu Yang held their breath at the same time. They saw Old Xia's skinny fingers lightly stroke the air, and a flash of light appeared, outlining a map of the human meridians in the air.
"Because from this moment on..." Elder Xia's voice suddenly became ethereal and distant, "You are no longer ordinary people."
The teacup in Gu Yang's hand cracked with a "click" sound, and amber tea slowly seeped out.
Hu Qing felt that the nine chains in his dantian suddenly vibrated, making a clear "clang" sound that only he could hear.
"This..." Hu Qing's Adam's apple rolled as he swallowed hard, "This is completely different from the cultivation knowledge we have learned."
Old Xia chuckled and flicked his sleeves. The meridian map drawn by the spiritual light suddenly turned into light spots in the sky.
"Because this is the truth that separates immortals from mortals." He tapped Hu Qing's brow with his fingertips. "Until you reach that level, knowing it will only add to your troubles."
Hu Qing only felt a shock in his sea of consciousness, and when he looked inward, the patterns of the nine chains suddenly became clear.
Each chain is engraved with ancient inscriptions, emitting a terrifying pressure.
"Eyes, ears, head..." Every time Old Xia said a word, the corresponding chain glowed faintly, "Hands, legs, torso... and heart."
When talking about the heart, the chain suddenly shook violently, making a "clattering" sound.