Dragon's Origin

Wang Sheng had always known that Ling Xu was powerful, but he only had a vague idea. For example, he knew Ling Xu was more powerful than Grandmaster Lu, who had just entered the eighth level. But was Ling Xu in the mid or late stages of the eighth level, or even the ninth level? He had no clue.

However, this palm strike showed Wang Sheng just how terrifying the old Daoist was. It was both firm and gentle, yet it pasted the man onto the wall without damaging the wall, turning the man into a painting. This single move was enough for Wang Sheng to understand the vast difference between himself and the old Daoist.

That was a person, a living person whose cultivation was definitely not weaker than Wang Sheng’s, not a balloon. To be flattened against the wall, bones and flesh, with a single palm strike, how strong would that power need to be? What terrifying skill would it require? Wang Sheng couldn’t even imagine it.

What surprised Wang Sheng was that Ling Xu’s own shock at Wang Sheng was no less than the shock he had given Wang Sheng.

"What kind of fist technique was that you used just now? What kind of fighting style?" Ling Xu didn’t care about the fate of the old formation master he had just sent flying with a palm strike. He rushed to Wang Sheng’s front at almost full speed, asking urgently.

"It’s a kind of fist technique I developed myself, called Tai Chi." Wang Sheng shamelessly claimed the invention of Tai Chi for himself. Anyway, neither Grandmaster Zhang Sanfeng nor any of the later masters from Earth could come after him for intellectual property rights.

"Tai Chi?" As soon as Ling Xu heard the name, he felt it had a flavor he had been seeking in his dreams.

"Tai Chi originates from Wuji, the pivot of movement and stillness, the mother of Yin and Yang," Wang Sheng said pedantically, and then saw Ling Xu begin to stare blankly as if he had been frozen by a spell.

Wang Sheng had expected this. The development of Daoism in this world was quite good, but in some theoretical aspects, it was far behind that of Earth. The concepts of Tai Chi, Yin and Yang, and so on, were not yet complete. This general outline of Tai Chi was enough to fascinate a pure Daoist like Ling Xu, who had always adhered to tranquility and non-action.

Not only Ling Xu, but even Grandmaster Lu looked fascinated, occasionally flipping his wrist and shaking his hand, as if he had already integrated something into his skills.

With both of them deep in thought, the remaining work could only be done by Wang Sheng. Alas, he was born to be a busybody.

After searching around the village, Wang Sheng found that the old Daoist and Grandmaster Lu were still reliable in their work. Dozens of men in black had been piled up in one place, so none of them had escaped. Wang Sheng only needed to drag the few here over.

The dead young man and the old formation master were easy to deal with, but the two sixth-level men in black were troublesome. One had all his flesh and skin peeled off by Grandmaster Lu with a hammer and chisel, and the other was completely plastered to the wall.

Wang Sheng had to use a dustpan to transport the two of them to the pile of corpses. Then, he began to check the spoils.

All kinds of weapons were collected, so Grandmaster Lu could take them back. The income from selling them would be given to the villagers as compensation for their shock.

A pile of metal engraved with patterns was specially gathered together by Ling Xu. Without asking, it must be the array disks mentioned by the old formation master. This thing was a good thing. A complete set would fetch a sky-high price at auction. No need to say more, he would collect it first.

Most of the young men's organization were mixed in Worry-Free City, hidden among them, so they naturally had no shortage of symbolic killer tokens. Thus, Wang Sheng had a good harvest.

The worst were white killer tokens, a full fifty-two of them. In addition, there were three blue killer tokens, taken from the two sixth-level men in black and the young man who led them.

Putting aside everything else, just the sheer number of killer tokens was enough to turn Wang Sheng’s level five white killer token into a level six blue one.

Overall, that was the extent of the harvest. Wang Sheng didn’t think it was too little. He quickly dug a large pit in the place the old Daoist had already chosen to pile up the corpses and threw all the corpses into it. Although the corpses of these high-level cultivators would not naturally rot, that was only for a short time. Over the years, they would still rot clean.

This was something Wang Sheng only learned later. Monster beast meat also had a shelf life of about half a year. After that time, the spiritual energy contained within would dissipate, and it would slowly rot and deteriorate.

After dealing with the corpses, Wang Sheng returned to the place where everyone had been sitting and eating. The smell of blood was strong, so they definitely couldn’t eat. However, Grandmaster Lu and Ling Xu were still deep in thought. Wang Sheng knew how rare such an opportunity for enlightenment was, so he didn’t interrupt them. He sat down at the original table and began to ponder himself.

Originally, Wang Sheng’s intention was to summarize his battle with the sixth-level man in black. But when Wang Sheng’s consciousness entered the Yuan Soul space, he saw a scene that made him dumbfounded.

Two of the combat consciousness avatars were simulating Wang Sheng’s battle with the man in black, which seemed normal. Two were simulating the way the old Daoist plastered the old formation master on the wall with one palm strike, which also seemed normal. But the other two were actually simulating and optimizing the scene when Grandmaster Lu used a hammer and chisel to deal with the first man in black.

How was this possible? Wang Sheng was very clear about this combat consciousness avatar in his Yuan Soul space. As long as it was related to combat, he would be extremely active in simulating and optimizing it. But as long as it was not related to combat, he probably wouldn’t even bother to move.

Wang Sheng had learned the basics of carving before, and he didn’t know how many times he had used a hammer and chisel, but he had never seen the combat consciousness avatar move in the Yuan Soul space. However, today, Wang Sheng had never thought that the combat consciousness avatar would simulate the carving technique, but he had actually taken the initiative to simulate it.

That’s right. Wang Sheng instantly understood everything. Grandmaster Lu’s intention in demonstrating to Wang Sheng was to tell Wang Sheng that grandmaster-level carving could perfectly carve any material, and that carving skills could also be used to protect oneself. He was originally talking about skills, but since the target was the man in black, it was not just a skill, but a means of killing.

As long as it was killing, the combat consciousness avatar immediately regarded it as a combat method and naturally began to simulate and optimize it. Wang Sheng hadn’t seen whether it had been optimized yet, but the combat consciousness avatar could already completely replicate Grandmaster Lu’s previous two attacks.

If it was just like this, it would not be enough to surprise Wang Sheng. But the professional carving technique displayed by the combat consciousness avatar almost made Wang Sheng want to laugh. Some skills, when mastered by the combat consciousness avatar, meant that Wang Sheng also mastered them at the same time.

Grandmaster-level carving skills!