Nightmare Immortal Era

Chapter 50: Starting to Make a Move

"In the first grade, 4,000 students entered, but only 2,738 came out. 1,252 died."

"Wei Daocheng's ship had 800 people. 58 died in Qinshan, 18 withdrew due to the death of their masters, and 724 entered the school. Now, only 11 remain."

"Not only did 713 people on Wei Daocheng's ship die, but also 539 innocent people!"

"All because of a whim of a high-ranking individual!"

Yang Ning looked at Ming Yuxiu smiling at him in front of him. He understood that this was a gesture of goodwill, as if telling him, "I saved you!"

But what is the fundamental difference between Ming Yuxiu and Lin Tianheng?

There is none!

He knew the inside story of this trial, but still allowed this incident to happen.

On the contrary, other inner disciples may not know the truth and think it was an accident.

Yang Ning noticed Lin Yuanxi's gaze, which was filled with sorrow and relief.

"This girl is kind-hearted. She must have been well protected since childhood!" Yang Ning thought.

Just like himself, Yang Ning was also well protected by the country since childhood, which made him willing to treat the world with kindness. It wasn't until his conversation with Tuobu Chuan that his attitude slowly began to change.

"This trial is an attempt by our Immortal Ascension Academy, but it seems that the risk is still too great!" Fang Zhuo sighed from above and said, "You are unfortunate, but compared to those classmates who died, you are lucky. Go and receive a Treasure Essence Pill each, it is what you deserve. That's it, Xun Hu's team, stay behind!"

The first-year students who were just feeling anxious heard Fang Zhuo's words and saw that so many people were missing beside them. They suddenly felt that they were quite lucky.

As for reasoning with Fang Zhuo? Don't be ridiculous. The royal descendants are heartless. They can even kill their own brothers, so how could they seek justice for others who have died?

What? Your servant, servant boy, or maid died? Is that a big deal? Write a letter home and send some more.

As for the death of the master, I'm sorry, but you are no longer a disciple of the Immortal Ascension Academy and have no right to speak.

The crowd quickly dispersed, and in no time, only Xun Hu's group of four remained on the field.

Unlike the others who looked messy and miserable, the four of them had neat clothes and rosy complexions. Only their foreheads were sweating, which was because there was no air conditioning in the tank and it was too hot.

When there were many people just now, the four of them didn't feel much pressure. But now, with only four people left, facing seven or eight inner disciples, the pressure suddenly increased.

"What is that moving fortress?" an inner disciple asked.

"This gentleman's name is Li Mingyuan, and he is the best at refining tools among the inner disciples!" Fang Zhuo introduced.

Oh, it's the Li family. My surname is Li, and my name is Feiyu!

"That is called the Kun-12 Mobile Infantry Fighting Vehicle, or tank for short!" Xun Hu answered.

"I understand the concept of a mobile infantry fighting vehicle, but how did it get the name 'tank'?" Li Yuanxi asked.

"Uh..." Xun Hu scratched his head, then turned to look at Yang Ning. Yeah, why is it called a tank?

"Uh..." Yang Ning was also speechless. Why is it called a tank? Because it's a transliteration of the word 'Tank'!

"The word 'tan' means peace, and 'ke' means overcoming enemies. The meaning of 'tank' is to protect oneself and defeat the enemy at the same time!" Fortunately, Yang Ning's mind was quick, and he explained without hesitation, "It means having both defense and offense!"

"Defense?" Li Yuanxi scratched his head.

"Having strong defense and high offense!" Yang Ning replied.

"I see!" Li Yuanxi nodded. "That's quite fitting. Those body cultivators have strong defense and high offense. They can be called human tanks, right?"

"Your comprehension is excellent, sir. That's what it means!" Yang Ning exclaimed.

"Mm, Tank, that's a good name!" Li Yuan nodded.

"Of course, Yang Ning is a rare talent in the cultivation world with a soaring literary style!" A female voice behind Li Yuan said.

"Huh?" Li Yuan was taken aback. Wasn't this the girl in the green dress just now? Why is she speaking up for him?

Yang Ning looked at Lin Yuanxi and clasped his hands together, saying, "Thank you for your praise, miss. Yang Ning is unworthy."

Lin Yuanxi's face remained calm. She thought Yang Ning didn't recognize her.

But you've changed your appearance completely, both in looks and temperament. But your maid hasn't changed, she's still the same as before, even wearing the same clothes!

Upon hearing this, Lin Tianheng suddenly turned his head. My sister never cares about anything, so why is she suddenly speaking up for a weapon refiner?

No, this doesn't make sense!

If I had murderous intent towards the people on Wei Daocheng's ship before, it was only because they saw my embarrassing side. But now, if I have murderous intent, there must be another reason!

With a thought, Wang Yi immediately stood up and said, "Xun Hu, can you bring out your tank for us to see?"

"Of course!" Xun Hu quickly took out a storage bag and released the tank.

A dull buzzing sound was heard, and Li Yuan's eyes lit up. No wonder even the bear couldn't move it. So this thing is so heavy?

"This thing!" Wang Yi came to the front of the tank, turned around it, and suddenly asked, "This thing is quite similar to Meng Qingyun's Dao Weapon, the Eight Treasures Dragon Carriage from the First Heaven Sect. Have you seen that Dao Weapon?"

The four of them shook their heads together, saying, "We haven't seen it or even heard of it!"

"Haven't heard of it?" Wang Yi sneered, "I'm afraid that's not true. Ten years ago, Meng Qingyun came to my Extreme Eternal to attend Senior Brother Lin Tianheng's Gold Core ceremony. When he left, he disappeared within Extreme Eternal for half a month. I wonder what he did. It turns out he planted a spy in my Extreme Eternal? Yang Ning, let me ask you, did you invent the Quyuan Plow ten years ago?"

"Yes," Yang Ning nodded, "But I have never seen this Meng Qingyun. The Quyuan Plow was invented by me!"

"You, Yang Ning, a farmer by birth, without any knowledge or family heritage, were only two years old at the time. How could you improve something that no one had discovered for thousands or even tens of thousands of years? Someone must have taught you," Wang Yi said sternly.

"You've misunderstood!" Yang Ning hurriedly said, "The Quyuan Plow was indeed invented by me, but it wasn't created out of thin air. It was an improvement on the Straight Plow, and the difference between the two is not significant."

Is that so?

Wang Yi had only seen the words "Quyuan Plow" in Yang Ning's profile, so how could she know that it had a predecessor?

She used to be a Saintess of the Qianhuan Sect and had no knowledge of farming tools, let alone distinguishing between a Quyuan Plow and a Straight Plow.

But she wasn't slow-witted either. She immediately asked, "Alright, even if it's your improvement, tell me, at the age of two, how could you have the ability to improve something that no one had discovered for thousands or even tens of thousands of years? Someone must have taught you."

"You said that no one has made any improvements to this thing for thousands or tens of thousands of years. Then who taught me?" Yang Ning shrugged, "Could it be that the First Heaven Sect uses the Quyuan Plow for farming?"

How would I know what kind of plow the First Heaven Sect uses for farming? If I knew, wouldn't I be the spy?

Wang Yi never expected that Yang Ning, who seemed dull and foolish, would be so eloquent. She was left speechless and turned to Lin Tianheng for help with her eyes.

"What a useless person!" Lin Tianheng rolled his eyes. He used to sweet-talk her so much when competing for favor, but he couldn't even argue with a little kid when it came to serious matters.

He turned his head and gestured with his eyes, telling her to go ahead.

With a sigh, Wang Luo gracefully walked down from the viewing platform, wearing a gentle smile on her face as she looked at Yang Ning.

"Yang Ning, I heard that girl say you have an amazing literary talent, and I also think so. I've read the poems you wrote!"

"Huh?"

(End of this chapter)