Second Week, I’m Really Not A Villain

Chapter 45: Apex Level Perception and Apex Level Beauty

Qin Luo could tell that Tian Wenjing wanted to discourage him, and found it amusing. "This is the first time you've seen me, how do you know that my perception is mediocre?"

"I can tell your perception with just one glance," Tian Wenjing said disdainfully.

"If you don't believe me, answer me this: how old are you this year, and what is your cultivation level?"

"I'm eighteen, just promoted to the ninth level of Qi Refining," Qin Luo replied.

"Haha!"

Tian Wenjing burst into laughter. "I'm also eighteen, but after thirteen years of hard cultivation, I have already reached the Nascent Soul stage. You, on the other hand, are only at the ninth level of Qi Refining. It's clear how much your perception lags behind mine!"

Qin Luo fell silent for a moment and said, "There is indeed a big gap between our cultivation levels, but I only started practicing three days ago."

"Hehehe, just three days ago—hmm?!"

Tian Wenjing's mocking laughter abruptly stopped, replaced by a shocked and disdainful expression. After a while, she angrily said, "You must be shameless! If you really reached the ninth level of Qi Refining in just three days, not only will my mother teach you the Heavenly Evolution Art, she will even marry you!"

Qin Luo was taken aback. "Are your words reliable?"

"..."

"I won't argue with your nonsense!" Tian Wenjing waved her hand impatiently, no longer wanting to argue with this spoiled person.

"Alright, I'll give you a technique to test your perception. When you have mastered this technique, it will prove that you are qualified to practice the Heavenly Evolution Art. Then you can come find my mother."

With that, Tian Wenjing lifted her delicate hand and took out a technique from her storage ring, throwing it to Qin Luo.

Since he had nothing else to do at the moment, Qin Luo casually flipped through the technique. Unexpectedly, after just a few glances, he felt a mysterious Dao Rhyme insight in his heart.

Thinking that Qin Luo had fallen into her trap, Tian Wenjing secretly rejoiced.

The technique she gave Qin Luo was called "Great Desolation Breaking Heaven Palm," a Heavenly Rank Middle Level technique with an extremely difficult cultivation difficulty. Even she herself took several years to master it. She believed that with Qin Luo's qualifications of reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining at the age of eighteen, it would take at least several decades of hard practice to fully comprehend the Great Desolation Breaking Heaven Palm.

"Although sacrificing a Heavenly Rank Middle Level technique, as long as it prevents this thief from coveting the Heavenly Evolution Art, it's worth it!"

"Sizzle..."

While Tian Wenjing was secretly delighted, a sound of electricity suddenly reached her ears.

Instinctively, she looked down and saw Qin Luo flipping through the technique with one hand, while the other hand gestured and pointed in the air, emitting a blue-purple electric glow in his palm.

"What cultivation technique is this thief practicing? How can he control the power of thunder?"

Tian Wenjing was puzzled by the electric light emanating from Qin Luo's palm.

Then, in the next moment, she witnessed a scene that would stay with her for the rest of her life.

"Rise."

Qin Luo shouted lowly, and the hand that was gesturing and pointing in the air suddenly lifted up.

"Boom!"

A palm print completely condensed from thunder rose into the air, carrying a desolate and destructive aura. It seemed that in the face of this palm, even the sky would shatter.

Σ（дlll）

Tian Wenjing was instantly startled and her expression turned into a meme. With just one glance, she recognized the Thunder Palm Print that Qin Luo had struck, which was the same as the Great Desolation Collapse Palm she had just thrown!

Moreover, the desolate aura contained in his Great Desolation Collapse Palm was even more authentic and profound than her own!

"Bo." Qin Luo was just testing his hand a little, and the Thunder Palm Print rose into the air and dissipated into electric light, without demonstrating the power of this technique, nor causing any damage to the surrounding buildings.

"This technique is too simple. If you want to test my comprehension, you should give me a more difficult technique."

Qin Luo didn't know that the Great Desolation Collapse Palm was a Heavenly Rank Middle Grade technique. He thought that Tian Wenjing had casually thrown out a low-level technique to fool him, so he returned the technique to her.

Tian Wenjing silently took the manual, her cherry-like mouth opening and closing, finally only managing to say, "When... did you learn the Great Desolation Collapse Palm?"

Qin Luo didn't understand and asked, "Didn't you just teach it to me?"

"I just taught it to you..." Tian Wenjing repeated in a whisper, her little face filled with doubt about life.

If she didn't know that the Great Desolation Collapse Palm was a rare book treasured by her mother, and that there was no such technique in the outside world, she would definitely assume that Qin Luo had practiced the Great Desolation Collapse Palm in advance.

"I just taught you a fart..."

"I spent years studying this Heavenly Rank technique with great effort, and he actually learned it at a glance... Could it be that he didn't lie to me, and he really only took three days to advance to the ninth level of Qi Refining?"

Tian Wenjing couldn't understand and was greatly shocked.

"Wen Jing, has Young Master Qin arrived?"

At this moment, a soft and gentle female voice came from upstairs.

Qin Luo turned his head and, with an inadvertent glance, his pupils constricted.

He saw a beautiful noblewoman coming down the stairs. She was draped in a bright red robe, her three thousand strands of black hair coiled into an exquisite bun on top of her head. Her skin was as smooth as jade, her face like peach blossoms. The most eye-catching thing was the two bulging folds of fabric on her chest, which were visibly full and plump. Her whole body exuded an elegant and mature aura, completely different from the noble and cold Qin Qingyue.

"Is she Xiao Meiying?"

Qin Luo immediately guessed the identity of the beautiful noblewoman. At this moment, he suddenly understood why there were so many LSP players on the official website who wanted to talk to Tian Wenjing about national essence.

Those players must have seen Xiao Meiying.

Everyone curses Cao Cao, but everyone wants to become Cao Cao.

Tian Wenjing also turned her head to look at the beautiful noblewoman, but she was still in shock from the impact Qin Luo had brought her, and for a while, she was speechless and didn't know what to say to her own mother.

"I am Qin Luo, I have met Master Xiao."

Qin Luo bowed and displayed the standard etiquette of a junior meeting a senior.

Xiao Meiying's gaze fell on him, and a hint of surprise appeared in her peach blossom-like eyes. Then her rosy lips lifted into a gentle smile, "Nephew Qin, there's no need to be so polite. Your mother and I were old acquaintances. If you don't mind, you can call me Aunt Xiao."

Qin Luo understood that the other party was being polite. Xiao Meiying might know his mother, but their relationship couldn't be too close, otherwise, Fu Lin would have told him before he came to the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion.

"Alright, I have met Aunt Xiao."

Qin Luo changed his address. He wanted to cultivate the Heavenly Evolution Art with Xiao Meiying and bring their relationship closer.

Seeing Qin Luo's respectful and cultured demeanor, Xiao Meiying's peach blossom-like eyes revealed a hint of appreciation.

(End of this chapter)