Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 131: Advance Grade, one step away from fifth rank

The square-faced girl covered her mouth and chuckled, saying, "Perhaps he was born handsome? Or maybe he knows how to please women? But please forgive me for being blunt, there is nothing that can't be tolerated except for the lack of martial arts. What's the point of spending a lifetime with a bookworm or an ordinary person? Do they know what Meridians are? What it means to have a profound understanding of martial arts, a cultivated spirit, and a healthy physique? It's like this person."

She pointed to the young man with a mongrel dog and lowered her voice, saying, "He has a good appearance, but he's a fool."

A long-faced young man scolded, "A Bai, lower your voice. Martial Dao Talent is not something everyone has. Can you really let ordinary people live? You will suffer for this sooner or later!"

Xin Zhuo naturally heard every word of their conversation, but he had no intention of paying attention. He was focused on watching as Lunar Serenity Well swapped the attributes of Bai Xuanji and the others, turning them into Zhao Lao Ye, Ge San Ye, and Ke Qing'e.

There was nothing to say about the process of detoxifying them yesterday. It was just a show, a display of his own efforts.

And after a series of operations, pulling them back from the edge of death, the terrified group not only felt remorse, but also had an overwhelming debt.

After all, it was extremely difficult to repay a debt of life.

His qualification as a sacrificial spirit was also very stable.

"Lunar Serenity Well" was not a righteous and reasonable thing. Whether you steal or rob, deceive or cheat, as long as you qualify as a sacrificial spirit, it's all good.

It was even more outrageous than the star-absorbing technique in the previous life's novels.

And it didn't discriminate at all!

However, it suddenly became a bit picky now.

[Ling Madam: Apology 1, Debt 95, 31 years old, remaining lifespan 50, sixth rank, beautiful, persistent.

Martial Art: Mahayana's Xuanqing Three Yang Decision.

Technique: Mahayana's Xuanling Thirty-Six Sword Technique.

Small Vehicle's Tiyun Body Technique.]

[Zhao Zhengkui: Apology 13, Debt 93, 63 years old, remaining lifespan 10, sixth rank, greedy, lustful, cowardly, hypocritical.

Martial Art: Mahayana's Sanyuan Xiaoling Decision.

Technique: Mahayana's Tiger Crane Technique.

Mahayana's Spring Leg Technique.

Small Vehicle's Lingjuan Step.]

...

These people's cultivation techniques and martial arts were very ordinary, far inferior to Bai Xuanji and He Liansheng. Even their names seemed rough.

So, Lunar Serenity Well became picky, or perhaps the cultivation techniques of the Integrated Union had reached a certain bottleneck, resulting in no martial arts being obtained at all.

The joy of Integrated Union's martial arts was gone.

Fortunately, there were no problems with sharing and obtaining realms, and the consumption of lunar energy was minimal.

Absorb!

Obtain!

Absorb!

Swap!

Absorb!

Swap!

...

After half an hour, he looked back at Lunar Serenity Well.

[Well Master: Xin Zhuo]

[Lunar Energy: 7/100]

[Realm: sixth rank, (nineteen out of ten to reach fifth rank)]

...

All other cultivation techniques and martial arts were the same.

But Zhao Laozi and the other sixty-eight spirits, with their offerings of seventh-rank and sixth-rank realms, actually allowed him to closely follow the fifth-rank realm, only one step away!

His eyes couldn't help but brighten, not in vain did he worry and fret at the Ge Family Manor for so long.

However, where would he find so many spirits next time?

According to the rules, he could only seek practitioners of sixth rank or higher. It's unlikely that anyone would be easily fooled, right?

The higher the realm, the higher the talent. How many good companions are there?

"Hey, kid, do you think it's better to practice martial arts or not?"

At this moment, the square-faced girl broke his train of thought. After some intense discussion among the group, they actually turned to him and asked for his opinion.

Xin Zhuo coughed lightly, "Of course it's better to practice martial arts!"

Is there even a need to ask?

The square-faced girl looked smugly at her companions, "What do you think? Even ordinary people would think that practicing martial arts is better, easy and carefree, rising and falling, wandering the world."

The long-faced boy pointed at Xin Zhuo, frustrated, "Why can't you have some ambition? Even without talent, you can still live a good life without practicing martial arts, right? Why do you long to be a practitioner? You should have your own life. You made me lose one hundred taels of silver."

"Alright, alright!" Lingxi pursed her lips and chuckled, "Don't scare him!"

The square-faced girl giggled and walked over to pat Xin Zhuo's shoulder, "Since you have such thoughts, there is still hope. Remember to find a famous teacher and forcefully open your martial meridians. It's still possible to barely reach the sixth rank!"

"I see, thank you!" Xin Zhuo nodded.

Just then, the voice of the boatwoman came from outside, "Dear guests, we're almost at the ferry. After you get off, there are carriages in the small town twelve miles south where you can buy horses to go to Shilin City."

"Thank you, boatwoman!"

The group of young men and women joked as they walked out of the cabin. Then they paused, realizing that they were still twenty yards away from the ferry, and the boat was still moving, but there were three people standing on the ferry.

Three young men with messy hair, ragged clothes, and bloodshot eyes, but their bodies were straight, exuding an extremely terrifying aura that they couldn't discern.

The square-faced girl was stunned for a moment, then her eyes brightened, "Wow! It's Tang Shize, the young master of Duankang Tower! I recognize him!"

"Tang Shize of Duankang Tower, the chief catcher of the Dukang Mansion?"

The two young men had obviously heard of him and couldn't help but get excited.

To reach the sixth rank before the age of twenty-five, who wouldn't admire that? Within hundreds of miles, who hadn't heard of Tang Shize?

"Do they know each other? Are Tang Shize and the others waiting for this guy?" the square-faced girl muttered quietly.

"Don't talk, something's not right. Don't you want to live?" Lingxi clearly sensed that something was wrong and scolded the square-faced girl.

Just then, they all felt a blur before their eyes. The young man behind them had already moved, like a floating shadow, in an instant, he was eight zhang away at the ferry, landing steadily on the ground.

He still held the little dog in his hand, his brocade robe and long hair fluttering in the breeze.

This Qinggong technique was not only beautiful, but also stunning. Even the boat didn't sway, indicating that he didn't rely on any external force.

Is this person a master? Can't tell his realm?

Did we just make fun of him for a while? Or did he fool us for a while?

Lingxi, the square-faced girl, and the others instantly turned pale.

Xue Huaiwei and the others naturally also saw Xin Zhuo's Qinggong technique clearly, and their pupils contracted.

The combination of "concealment" and "emptiness" in this exquisite body technique is truly marvelous!

Where did he learn this Qinggong technique?

(End of this chapter)