My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife - Chapter 1294

Chapter 1294: Flaw of the Refinery King Kettle

 

Talisman scriptures were like writing words; every talisman script was like a Chinese character. Its strokes were created from left to right, and different sizes and distances had to be taken into account.

Qingfeng, who had just listened to Dark Night Emperor’s lecture on talisman script knowledge, looked towards the inner walls of the Refinery King Kettle.

“Such powerful talisman scripts.” Qingfeng only took one look at the Kettle’s inner walls, and he was already in shock.

Before he learned talisman script knowledge, Qingfeng didn’t know what these characters meant. However once Dark Night Emperor explained it to him, Qingfeng could recognize the power of the talisman script in the Refinery King Kettle’s inner walls with one look.

Average talisman scripts were clearly separated into 10 veins, 20 veins, 30 veins, 40 veins, and with more veins, the more powerful the talisman script it represented.

The more powerful the talisman script, the more powerful the attack.

Qingfeng saw roughly 300 veins intertwined into one talisman scripture.

300 veins meant that 300 talisman characters were interconnected, even though the entire script was smaller than the size of a pea. Some were only the size of a needlepoint, which couldn’t be seen without close inspection.

Despite the small size of these talisman scripts, it contained immense power inside.

These talisman scripts ranged in size and length. Some were thick, while some were thin, and they were interconnected in every direction, like a tightly knitted spider web. Every single script looked different yet similar.

Only self-cultivators who understood talisman scripts could understand these deep scripts. Normal people definitely wouldn’t understand, and it would be like reading alien characters.

“Senior, these are all heavenly dao talisman scripts, ice talisman scripts to be exact. Every talisman script represents ice root energy, and every stroke contains frigid energy that can chill one to the bones,” Qingfeng looked at these talisman scripts and said to Dark Night Emperor.

Dark Night Emperor nodded and looked at Qingfeng with appraisal.
Dark Night Emperor only passed talisman script knowledge to Qingfeng, but he never taught him how to approach it.

However, Qingfeng had used the basic knowledge in his mind to recognize the talisman script’s category. He was definitely extremely talented.

“Little guy, do you know how to crack talisman scripts?” Dark Night Emperor asked Qingfeng with a light smile.

Qingfeng shook his head, and said, “Senior, I don’t know.”

Qingfeng had just learned basic talisman script knowledge, and it was limited; he still had things he didn’t know and naturally didn’t know how to crack the scripts.

Dark Night Emperor pointed at a talisman script before him, and said, “Look at this talisman script, there is a weakness in the left bottom corner of its veins, because it was too short, the heavenly dao ice energy didn’t reach it.”

Qingfeng nodded and said, “Senior, I see it, this talisman script vein is problematic.”

Dark Night Emperor said, “Little brat, remember that talisman scripts represents the heavenly dao rules. Every stroke, every movement, every vein has its own rules. It can’t be too long, too short, too thick, or too thin, or else it will be imbalanced, and its power would diminish.”

Qingfeng listened to Dark Night Emperor’s explanation while he looked at the inner walls of Refinery King Kettle and inspected the other talisman scripts.

On the inner walls of the Refinery King Kettle, there were dozens of talisman scripts tightly packaged together. These scripts each looked like an odd word, like prehistoric words, yet also like gibberish. It was completely different from modern words and were impossible to comprehend.

These talisman scripts were part of the heavenly dao’s natural rules, so it wouldn’t be easily understood. If it could be easily understood, then it wouldn’t be heavenly dao laws.

Qingfeng suddenly realized, after he saw a flaw in the talisman script, that a powerful energy blossomed in his body. This powerful strength blocked off the Refinery King Kettle’s attack and prevented the Kettle from invading his body and melting his physical vital essence.

Qingfeng’s eyes appeared joyful as he continued to inspect these talisman scripts and applied the knowledge he had just learned. He began to recognize that there were differences in these talisman scripts’ lengths, and every vein moved in different tracks.

“Senior, it is quite thin in the middle of these three talisman scripts. It must have been caused by the lack of force when the talisman script was sculpted,” Qingfeng said as he pointed at the third talisman scripture.

Dark Night Emperor nodded with appraisal and said, “Good job, find more of these flaws. It will help your training later on.”

With Dark Night Emperor’s help, Qingfeng found nine flaws in the talisman scripts.

“Senior, I’ve only found nine flaws, but can’t find anymore.” Qingfeng shook his head with hints of regret.

Dark Night Emperor smiled and said, “Qingfeng, you’ve done very well, there are 18 flaws amongst these talisman scripts. You’ve already found half of them. This has already surprised me since you’ve only just learned about talisman scripts.”

Dark Night Emperor exclaimed in his heart that Qingfeng was indeed very talented. Qingfeng could understand talisman scripts so quickly after only learning about it for a bit.

Dark Night Emperor was happy to have met Qingfeng and accepted him as a disciple. He believed that Qingfeng was destined for greatness, and no matter where, he would shine regardless.

He looked at the inner walls of the Kettle, and said, “Qingfeng the 18 flaws in the Refinery King Kettle talisman scripts are, the first, second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth….”

Qingfeng looked in the direction of where Dark Night Emperor pointed and found all the talisman script flaws he missed.

“Senior, we’ve found all the talisman script flaws, but how do we break it?” asked Qingfeng.

The inside of the Refinery King Kettle was an independent dimension, and Qingfeng could just speak to Dark Night Emperor normally and wouldn’t be heard by others.

Dark Night Emperor smiled and said, “Very easy. Use the golden flame to burn all the talisman script flaws and the kettle will crack. You’ll then just have to punch it to break it.”

Qingfeng was overjoyed, because he believed that if he followed Dark Night Emperor’s orders, the kettle will definitely be cracked. It didn’t matter if it was the saint’s treasure; it had to be broken as long as it was in his way.

At the same time, outside of the Refinery King Kettle, everyone looked at the Kettle and heard nothing, so they all wondered if Qingfeng was still alive.

However, the kettle was Binger Zhao’s treasure, and only Binger Zhao could feel it. No one else knew whether or not Qingfeng was dead or alive.

Chapter 1295: Breaking the Refinery King Kettle

 

“Do you think Qingfeng is dead now? Has he turned into a puddle of blood?”

“Definitely! Qingfeng must be dead, since no one can hide from the Refinery King Kettle’s melting process. In ancient times, the Kettle even melted saints, and even they were turned into just a puddle of blood, not to mention average self-cultivators.”

“That’s right, even if the Refinery King Kettle had declined in power, it would still be able to melt a king level self-cultivator.”

Everyone around looked at the Refinery King Kettle in Binger Zhao’s hand, and discussed endlessly. They all thought Qingfeng had already died and had became a puddle of blood inside the kettle.

Outside of the kettle, everyone thought Qingfeng had died; no one believed he could survive, unless he was a saint.

Flower Fairy’s pretty face grew worried, as everyone around had already come to the conclusion that he had died. This tormented her.

“Puppy, do you think Big Brother Li is dead?” Flower Fairy asked Black Puppy with great concern.

Black Puppy shook its head and said, “Don’t worry, Qingfeng won’t die that easily.”

Black Puppy knew Qingfeng intimately, and he knew he had hidden powers. The golden flame wasn’t used yet, and once it was taken out, it could definitely destroy the Refinery King Kettle.

Inside the Kettle, Qingfeng reached out with his finger and a ray of golden flame lightly bounced on the tip of his finger. Like a golden fairy, it bounced around beautifully.

However, if you felt the golden flame’ temperature, you wouldn’t think it was beautiful anymore, because it was five thousand and five hundred degrees high.

Humans would be instantly turned into ashes at this temperature. Only Qingfeng’s body could withstand this heat; if it were someone else, they would’ve turned into ashes.

“Qingfeng, I’ll enter the sword, you crack the 18 talisman script flaws I just mentioned, and then destroy the Refinery King Kettle to get out,” Dark Night Emperor said and pointed out the 18 talisman script flaws to Qingfeng once again.

After he spoke, Dark Night Emperor formed a black ray of light and entered the sword.

Qingfeng placed the sword into the interspatial ring, and, with concentrated eyes, he inspected the talisman script flaws before him.

Swoosh!

Qingfeng waved the golden flame in-between his fingers, and, with his careful control, he shot one onto the first talisman script flaw. The talisman script burned and disappeared with a hint of green smoke.

If the talisman script flaws weren’t discovered, Qingfeng would never have been able to burn it, no matter how powerful the Golden Flames were.

As soon as the talisman script flaws were revealed, it would be rendered weak, and the Golden Flames would find its weak spots, and naturally attack it and burn it.

After the first talisman script was burnt, a crack appeared on the surface of the Refinery King Kettle, and it was massively apparent on the smooth surface of the Kettle.

“What’s happening, why did my Refinery King Kettle crack?” Binger Zhao looked at the Refinery King Kettle in her hands with great terror and shock.

The kettle could increase or decrease in size. When Binger Zhao sucked in Qingfeng, she decreased its size and held it in her hands.

However, this small kettle, that once ruled the self-cultivation realm, was now cracked.

Everyone around heard Binger Zhao’s voice, and they all looked towards her. They saw the crack on the Refinery King Kettle’s surface, and they were shocked with disbelief.

“My gosh, why is there a crack on the kettle? This is a saint’s treasure, what is happening?”

“Does this mean Qingfeng is cracking the kettle from the inside?”

“What are you saying, that’s impossible, Qingfeng might be powerful, but he can’t crack a saint’s spiritual treasure.”

All the self-cultivators around discussed endlessly, their eyes filled with shock. In the Huaxia self-cultivation realm, the Refinery King Kettle was an invincible treasure, an undefeatable presence in everyone’s mind.

Everyone would rather offend Spirit Emperors than offend the owner of the Refinery King Kettle. Because once they were sucked inside, they were bound to melt into blood without any remnants of their corpse left.

Black Puppy saw the crack on the kettle, and it became joyful. It knew Qingfeng had cracked it, because no one else was sucked into the Refinery King Kettle other than Qingfeng.

Meanwhile inside the Refinery King Kettle, Qingfeng saw the crack on the destroyed talisman script and became excited because he knew Dark Night Emperor’s orders were correct.

“Binger Zhao, you despicable woman, I’ll destroy your Refinery King Kettle completely.” Qingfeng smiled coldly, and with the control of the flames in his hands, he charged at the second talisman script flaw.

Bang!

With a loud sound, the flames in Qingfeng’s hands cracked the second talisman script flaw, and burned it into ashes.

The third talisman script followed, then the fourth, the fifth….

All the way until the 18th talisman script flaw, all were burned into nothingness by the Golden Flames.

More and more cracks appeared on the kettle, beginning with one crack, two cracks, and, soon, 18 cracks that closely knitted together like a cob web.

Bang!

With a loud sound, the Refinery King Kettle suddenly exploded into countless pieces and disappeared.

Along with the Refinery King Kettle’s explosion, Qingfeng’s body emerged out of the Kettle and appeared before everyone.

This was a kettle once used by a saint, so it was extremely powerful. Even when it exploded, the talisman scripts pieces charged outwards and wounded those that stood around it.

“My Refinery King Kettle! Qingfeng you asshole, why would you destroy my Kettle?” Binger Zhao’s face turned gruesome and her eyes filled with anger.

The Refinery King Kettle was the most prized treasure of the Sword Emperor Sect, and not even the sect master himself dared to use it.

However now, the Refinery King Kettle was destroyed in Binger Zhao’s hands. Binger Zhao had no clue what to tell her father.

The self-cultivators around were all stunned, even more shocked than as if they saw their parents die.

“How did the Refinery King Kettle shatter? It was a saint’s spiritual treasure.”

“Qingfeng is too powerful! Not even the Refinery King Kettle could trap him. He is invincible.”

“From now on, Qingfeng is my idol. I think he will become a saint in the future! That’s why he could crack the Refinery King Kettle.”

All the self-cultivators around discussed endlessly, their eyes filled with shock and looking at Qingfeng with great admiration.

For some self-cultivators, they even saw Qingfeng as an equivalent to a saint.

Chapter 1296: Saint’s Drum

 

“Big Brother Li is so powerful! he broke the Refinery King Kettle!” Flower Fairy’s pretty face glowed with excitement and joy.

Everyone else beside Flower Fairy was very happy to see Qingfeng escape from the Kettle as well.

“Qingfeng always manages to surprise me,” said Black Puppy to itself with its head lifted.

Black Puppy knew that if it was the one inside the Kettle, it would be extremely hard for it to escape. However, Qingfeng escaped easily, which showed how much more talented Qingfeng was.

Qingfeng stood on the outside and listened to everyone’s discussion. When he saw the shattered Refinery King Kettle, his expression was calm.

When he was inside the Kettle, he learned about talisman scriptures, and acquired its practical skills. Now that he looked at those around again, he clearly saw that there were talisman scripts inside people’s bodies.

Human skin, the veins in the skin, veins in the muscle, the veins in bones. The human organs, pulses, and nerves all had veins.

He looked at the talisman script veins on these self-cultivators and tried to find their flaws. No matter how powerful the self-cultivator was, they all had flaws on them. With one look, Qingfeng had discovered clear flaws amongst some of the self-cultivators.

If these people battled with Qingfeng, Qingfeng could defeat them within seconds with only a lift of a finger to point out their flaws.

Qingfeng turned to closely inspect Binger Zhao in front of him. He noticed that the flaws on Binger Zhao weren’t so clear to discover because Binger Zhao was more powerful than him.

However, if Binger Zhao used self-cultivation technique during battle, Qingfeng will be able to find her flaws.

Qingfeng looked at Binger Zhao and said, “Your Refinery King Kettle was too weak! You call this a treasure? I don’t think so. It shattered with a light touch of my finger.”

He spoke in a nonchalant yet arrogant manner, as if he didn’t care about the Refinery King Kettle or Binger Zhao at all.

Everyone around was dumbfounded when they heard Qingfeng. They thought deep down, “Dude, the Refinery King Kettle was a saint’s spiritual treasure! Even saints and ninth level Spirit Emperor Realm Masters were melted by it. How could it become weak in front of you?”

Of course everyone around only thought that and didn’t dare to say it out loud. Who knew if Qingfeng might become angry and take it out on them? They would die from one slap from him! Who would want to die like that?

“Qingfeng, you think I only have one Refinery King Kettle? I’ve got plenty of other treasures! I must kill you today!” Binger Zhao’s face grew cold with murderous rage.

The Refinery King Kettle might have been Binger Zhao’s strongest tool, but she also had other powerful skills left.

After all, Binger Zhao was the daughter of the sect master of the number one orthodox sect, the Sword Emperor Sect, so she certainly had more than one treasure.

“Qingfeng, I’ll show you how powerful my Saint’s Drum is.” Binger Zhao triggered a thought, and a white drum appeared from her interspatial ring.

This white drum was the size of two palms, and it had a smooth surface with complex, deep, and powerful talisman scripts closely knitted together that breathed out the energy of the heavens and earth.

“It’s the Saint’s Drum.” Black Puppy said with shock when it saw what Binger Zhao took out.

If it could shock Black Puppy, it definitely was a rare treasure, because Black Puppy had seen all sorts of treasures and gems as an ancient demonic beast.

During the ancient era, the Saint’s Drum was the treasure of saints. It was a powerful spirit attack weapon.

With the drum sound of the Saint’s Drum, it could attack one’s soul, and suck it in.

Qingfeng frowned as he felt a dangerous premonition from the Saint’s Drum, his soul was trembling as if it was going to be sucked in.

Qingfeng felt the immense power of the Saint’s Drum in Binger Zhao’s hands, and that its power was no less than his Golden Calabash.

He knew, this Saint’s Drum was definitely a saint’s spiritual treasure, or it wouldn’t have felt so dangerous. He felt hints of unfairness, because he had acquired his treasure with great pain, torment, and sometimes at the risk of his life.

However, Binger Zhao didn’t have to put herself through any adventure. She naturally accepted these treasures as gifts since she was the Sword Emperor Sect’s princess.

If Binger Zhao was privileged, then Qingfeng rose from nothing. At a shallow level, Qingfeng might appear privileged as well, since his father was the Sky-Conquering Sect’s god son, but sadly his father went to the Three Thousand Grande Worlds and left him with nothing.

Binger Zhao smacked the surface of the white Saint’s Drum, and the drum sounds formed a massive spirit whirlpool.

This white whirlpool was incredibly terrifying. Like black whirlpools and the black holes in outer space, it had a great suctioning force.

The spirit energy of the flowers, trees, and plants around the white whirlpool were all sucked into the Saint’s Drum.

Not only plants were sucked in, even some demonic beasts, spiders, ants, soil, and rocks were shattered and pale as their spirit energy was sucked dry.

All the self-cultivators around looked with shock, their faces pale, and their ears covered in fear of the sound. They all stepped back to escape it.

Even so, the ones closer by trembled and felt parts of soul sucked away.

Amongst some of them, the skin of some of the female cultivators became wrinkled as they began to age dramatically.

All the self-cultivators looked at Binger Zhao with terror. This woman they were admiring was now a demon that engulfed souls.

Qingfeng’s face turned pale and he began to sweat as he felt his soul tearing apart and about to enter into the Saint’s Drum.

“Dammit, this Saint’s Drum is a saint’s spiritual treasure that specializes in swallowing souls! I can’t fight it,” Qingfeng cursed endlessly and was furious with Binger Zhao.

He had just shattered the Refinery King Kettle and thought he could kill Binger Zhao, but now it seems like it was impossible. This woman had too many spiritual treasures on her.

The white whirlpool arrived above Qingfeng’s head and released white light with immense power. It was more powerful than earth’s gravity as it tried to suck in Qingfeng’s soul.

At the moment of life and death, the Black-White millstone rushed out from Qingfeng’s mind.

Chapter 1297: Face-Slapping Binger Zhao

 

The Black-White Millstone appeared in Qingfeng’s mind and shook uncontrollably, as if it ate something yummy.

The white whirlpool became to tremble when the Black-White Millstone appeared, like it encountered its natural enemy and wanted to flee.

Everyone around looked on with shock and confusion when they saw this.

The white whirlpool was extremely domineering when it was swallowing everything, but now it looked like a rabbit at the sight of a wolf; it ran off faster than anyone.

“Did I see clearly? The white whirlpool is fleeing? Why would it do that? It’s a spiritual attack on the level of a saint!”

“You are seeing this correctly, I saw it too! The Black-White Millstone from Qingfeng’s body is stronger than the white whirlpool! It is easily overpowering it.”

“Qingfeng is truly too powerful! He always manages to surprise us.

Everyone around discussed endlessly as they looked at Qingfeng with surprise. They hoped that Qingfeng would defeat Binger Zhao and destroy her white whirlpool.

The white whirlpool wanted to flee, but naturally Qingfeng’s Black-White Millstone would never let it get away.

The Black-White whirlpool shot forward like a bolt of black lightning with white sparks inside, and it immediately caught up to the white whirlpool.

The Black-White whirlpool began rotating like the Eight Diagrams of Taiji, and emitted large amounts of Yin-Yang energy.

The black represented Yin, and the white represented Yang.

After the Black-White Millstone engulfed the white whirlpool, it didn’t stop at all and remained like a bolt of lightning as it struck towards Binger Zhao.

It moved like a black-white whirlpool that contained the gravity of a blackhole, which intended to swallow the Saint’s Drum. The Saint’s Drum wanted to flee but was unable to.

The Saint’s Drum was a saint’s treasure and was immensely powerful during the ancient era, but before the mysterious Black-White Millstone, it was like a defenseless little ant.

In an instant, the Saint’s Drum had entered the Black-White Millstone.

The white Saint’s Drum screeched in pain inside the Black-White Millstone. It was only a dharma treasure but it contained its own consciousness. Once it was sucked into the Black-White Millstone, it would disappear forever.

Only after a few seconds, the screams of the Saint’s Drum disappeared as it was entirely engulfed by the Black-White Millstone.

The Black-White Millstone formed into a bolt of black lightning once more, and returned back to Qingfeng’s mind, disappearing.

Everyone around was shocked as if they had just seen a ghost.

“Whoa! Even the Saint’s Drum was defeated by Qingfeng! How powerful is this guy?” Everyone discussed with disbelief.

In reality, Qingfeng was shocked himself and couldn’t believe it.

Qingfeng naturally knew the powers of the Saint’s Drum. It was created from a saint level demonic beast’s skin, which contained invincible energy that could engulf all. However, the Black-White Millstone easily swallowed it.

Qingfeng was wondering what this powerful thing inside his mind was.

At the same time Binger Zhao was shocked, standing there dumbfounded.

Binger Zhao could never imagine that Qingfeng could swallow her Saint’s Drum.

She thought she had met with tragedy. Ever since she met Qingfeng, nothing good has happened. First the Refinery King Kettle was shattered, and now the Saint’s Drum was eaten.

Qingfeng was her arch nemesis.

Qingfeng looked at everyone’s frozen shock with hints of joy.

He was the first to recover from shock. He couldn’t miss this chance to punish Binger Zhao, and let this woman feel the consequences of offending him.

He stepped heavily on the ground with his foot, and flew up into the air like lightning, and suddenly appeared before Binger Zhao.

Binger Zhao’s expressions changed and woke up from the shock, but it was too late.

Qingfeng had already appeared before her, giving her no chance to respond.

Qingfeng reached out with his right hand, and, swinging an arc with immense energy, his five fingers slapped onto the right side of Binger Zhao’s face.

With a slap sound, five-finger prints appeared on Binger Zhao’s face. It was very obvious, as it bruised her attractive face and left a mark.

Everyone around saw this and was once again shocked into a dumb state.

“What did we just see? The Sword Emperor Sect’s princess, Binger Zhao, was slapped by Qingfeng?”

“Qingfeng is too arrogant, how could he slap Binger Zhao, the princess of the Sword Emperor Sect?”

“That’s it, I don’t like Binger Zhao, but her status is still there. Qingfeng is bound to be targeted by the Sword Emperor Sect after that.”

“Sigh, I do feel sympathy for Qingfeng. I admire him, but now he will never stay alive.”

Binger Zhao’s face turned green when she heard the gossip. She was the Sword Emperor Sect’s princess, and with great status and privilege, no one in Huaxia’s self-cultivation world dared to do that to her.

“Ah! Qingfeng, how dare you slap me?! I’ll kill you, kill you, kill you!” Binger Zhao roared in anger, and her eyes filled with murderous rage.

Binger Zhao wanted to chop Qingfeng into eight pieces to release her anger.

“What a stupid woman, you still want to kill me after all this? With all that you’ve got, do you think you’ll be able to manage it?”

Qingfeng smiled coldly with mockery in his eyes.

Slap!

Qingfeng raised his left hand and slapped Binger Zhao on her left face, and it turned her left face swollen and red. Just like her right side, there were five clear red fingerprints.

Now the two sides of Binger Zhao’s face were symmetrical, swollen like two red dinner rolls. Her once pretty face was no more; she was now a cranky bag lady, without any of the class and grace that the Sword Emperor Sect’s princess should have.

Qingfeng was invincible, powerful, and glorious. Binger Zhao clearly wasn’t his opponent.

The saint’s treasures in Binger Zhao’s hands had already been shattered, and, with no ability to stop Qingfeng, her face was brutally beaten up by him.

Chapter 1298: Blade-Emperor Sect’s Young Sect Master

 

Leng Bing, who was beside them, woke from his shock, and his face changed dramatically when he saw Binger Zhao’s face, his eyes growing furious.

Leng Bing had a crush on Binger Zhao. They grew up together, and the entire self-cultivation realm knew this. No matter who it was, that he saw his woman had been slapped by Qingfeng, no man could accept this.

Plus, Leng Bing was the junior sect master of Blade Emperor sect, so he was very powerful and had many dharma treasures, so he had to punish Qingfeng.

“Qingfeng, you asshole, how dare you hit Binger Zhao’s face?! I’ll beat you into a swollen pig head today, destroy your teeth, and turn you into an ogre,” Leng Bing yelled at Qingfeng with murderous rage and a cold face.

His words were filled with murderous anger, it made all the self-cultivators around tremble in fear.

Qingfeng was just slapping Binger Zhao’s face, but when he heard someone cursing him, he turned to find Leng Bing.

“Damn you, what does me hitting Binger Zhao have to do with you? Do you want to get slapped as well? I’ll slap you until you match her!” Qingfeng cursed back with anger.

Leng Bing’s eyes grew cold when he heard Qingfeng’s arrogant words.

In Huaxia’s self-cultivator world, the Blade Emperor Sect was definitely the most prestigious self-cultivation force. Even the Sword Emperor Sect couldn’t beat it in terms of raw power.

Leng Bing was the Blade Emperor Sect’s young master, and he existed like a god in Huaxia’s self-cultivation realm. If Binger Zhao was the Sword Emperor Sect’s princess, then Leng Bing was the Blade Emperor Sect’s prince.

Leng Bing flipped his wrist, pulled out a long black blade and pointed it towards Qingfeng with coldness.

The long blade was four fingers wide and a meter long. It was entirely made of meteorite, and black crystal stones from middle-tier planets, which was a precious yet incredibly sharp stone.

This black long blade was called the Black Emperor Blade, and was also known as the Black Emperor Stone Blade. It was incredibly powerful and famous in the self-cultivation world.

As soon as Leng Bing pulled out the Black Emperor Blade, its blade energy soared through the sky and shook everything. Like the first-dimension layer of Hell, it tore a large crack in the sky, because the blade energy was too powerful.

In others’ eyes, Leng Bing’s Black Emperor Blade breathed out blade energy, but Qingfeng saw differently. It wasn’t blade energy, but instead it was blade intent.

Blade intent was very difficult to grasp, and average self-cultivators would never understand it. Even if they trained in blade techniques for several decades, or even centuries, most self-cultivators powers wouldn’t be able to understand it, because it had to take high levels of comprehension and not just effort.

Qingfeng understood the fire-element sword intent because of his natural talent, and Leng Bing had also understood saber intent because of his incredible talent.

Leng Bing waved the Black Emperor Blade in his hands and charged forward suddenly. It tore through the air and shook the surroundings, his strike containing invincible saber intent as it appeared before Qingfeng.

Qingfeng was extremely careful, so he immediately unsheathed the emperor level treasure, the Fire Emperor Sword.

Qingfeng’s Fire Emperor Sword breathed out immense sword energy with red flames that rushed into the clouds, with no less strength than Black Emperor Blade.

Qingfeng channeled his inner vital essence and filled up the Fire Emperor Sword. As it pierced towards Leng Bing, the fiery sword energy combined with the sword intent pouring out with invincible power, heat, sharpness, and power.

Boom!

With a loud explosion sound, the Black Emperor Blade’s blade energy clashed with the Fire Emperor Sword’s sword energy. The collision exploded loudly in the sky, and the dimension of the first level Hell was broken, causing a black whirlpool to appear.

Once again, the black devil head appeared from the whirlpool.

This black devil head was the one that had appeared earlier when Qingfeng fought Binger Zhao.

The devil head looked at Qingfeng and Leng Bing, it had sharp teeth and long hair all over, and it breathed out chilling and deadly energy.

“You two as*hole humans, you dare to break into the first dimension of Hell again? This time I won’t let you two get away.” The devil head’s face grew grim with strong murderous intent.

In Hell, devils and self-cultivators were natural enemies, and a great battle was bound to happen when the two met.

The devil’s head opened it mouth and screeched brutally, forming two ferocious devil shadows. It was a sound wave attack, and it charged towards Qingfeng and Leng Bing to kill them.

The ferocious devil sound wave attack was extremely powerful and all those around became pale, falling to the ground as they rolled around uncontrollably while screaming out in pain.

These were only those who stood far, because the devil didn’t attack those people. If they were also the attack targets, then they would be dead now, but the devil only targeted two people, Qingfeng and Leng Bing.

“AH!”

Leng Bing screamed out in pain, the devil’s sound wave just attacked his mind and began tearing apart his spirit energy.

Leng Bing was very powerful, but his attacks were mainly physical and self-cultivation technique attacks, so he had defense ability against spirit attacks.

Leng Bing was tortured, but Qingfeng was different. The devil’s spirit energy entered into Qingfeng’s mind to tear up his spirit.

However, the devil’s spirit energy cried out in pain, because it saw the Black-White Millstone that directly charged at it in the form of a black whirlpool and immediately swallowed the devil’s spirit energy.

The devil’s spirit energy once thought it was invincible, however in front of Qingfeng’s Black-White Millstone, it turned into a mouse that had caught a glimpse of a cat. It was defenseless and dissipated as it turned into the Black-White Millstone’s food.

The Black-White Millstone was very happy now, because it had just eaten the Saint’s Drum spirit energy, and now the devil’s spirit energy. The Black-White Millstone breathed out immense mysterious gusts of primitive power.

At the same time, the devil’s head in the black whirlpool felt its spirit energy attack swallowed by the Black-White Millstone in Qingfeng’s mind and grew scared.

The devil’s head even felt the chaotic energy, which was the energy of heavenly dao, or even more powerful. Its body trembled in terror, and nearly lost its soul.

The devil’s head looked at Qingfeng with terror, as if he had just saw the King of Hell, and immediately fled back into the whirlpool and disappeared.

Everyone around were shocked; the invincible devil had fled like a weakling.

Everyone thought it was impossible. The ferocious devils were the most terrifying things in Hell, but one of those monstrosities had fled just like that.

Chapter 1299: The Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind

 

(TL: Title is a chinese proverb that means covet gains ahead without being aware of dangers behind.)

Certainly, the devil’s appearance wasn’t in vain. It had injured Leng Bing’s spirit, leaving him looking uncomfortable with a pale face and bleeding mouth.

Qingfeng Li wouldn’t let go of this chance. He moved as fast as black lightning and instantly arrived in front of Leng Bing.

Pa!

Qingfeng Li stretched out his palm and slapped Leng Bing while he was still blanking out. Leng Bing’s right face became red and swollen from the slap.

The explicit mark of five fingers instantly emerged on Leng Bing’s right face, just the same as Binger Zhao’s face earlier.

Leng Bing’s spirit energy had been attacked by the devil, so his strength had decreased by a lot. He was no match for Qingfeng Li anymore and could only get beaten up.

All the people around were shocked again when they saw Leng Bing get beaten up. These people didn’t know how many times they were shocked, and every single time it was from Qingfeng Li.
Qingfeng Li just finished slapping Binger Zhao, then he slapped Leng Bing’s face too. He treated those from the emperor level sects so contemptuously.

“Qingfeng Li, you bastard! How dare you slap my face! I’ll show you all I got!” Leng Bing swung the Black Emperor Blade in his hand at Qingfeng Li.

Qingfeng Li laughed carelessly. The Fire Emperor Sword in his right hand chopped out abruptly with powerful strength.

Qingfeng Li blocked the Black Emperor Blade in one move. Soon after, his palm reached out like another bolt of lightning. It flew towards the other side of Leng Bing’s face and left it red and swollen, with five finger marks appearing as well.

Poor Leng Bing, he couldn’t even fight back. All he could do was be slapped by Qingfeng Li continuously.

“Bastard, you will pay back for what you did. The Black-Imperial Sect won’t let you get away either.” Leng Bing was very tough. Even when both sides of his face were swollen, he still threatened Qingfeng Li.

Pa pa pa pa pa pa…

Qingfeng Li used both of his hands alternatively and slapped both sides of Leng Bing’s face consecutively.

After Qingfeng Li slapped the left side, he slapped the right side of the face. He slapped hundreds of slaps and Leng Bing’s handsome face was beaten up like a swollen pig head. Leng Bing’s teeth were all knocked out as his blood flew out through his mouth and dripped everywhere.

Peng!

A loud sound followed Leng Bing’s body dropping onto the ground. He had been knocked unconscious, with his body continuously shaking as he laid on the ground. It appeared as if he was an epileptic and was half-dead.

Seeing Leng Bing’s tragic ending, the people around covered their faces and backed off as if they were afraid Qingfeng Li would slap them.

Not just the people around, even Binger Zhao felt Leng Bing’s pain. Even though both sides of Binger Zhao’s face were swollen, her teeth were still there. Leng Bing was a different story. When he woke up, he might have a problem if he wanted to talk and eat with his teeth.

Qingfeng Li had no compassion for the unconscious Leng Bing because he knew if he lost, his ending would have been worse.

Qingfeng Li drew out his Fire Emperor Sword and moved to kill Leng Bing. Against his enemies, he had no mercy and would do his best to eliminate them for sure.

Qingfeng Li wouldn’t give Leng Bing a chance to pant, or else he would take revenge once he regains his strength.

It had been Qingfeng Li’s principle to eradicate the root to avoid future troubles. Just as Qingfeng Li was about to kill Leng Bing, the surrounding self-cultivators screamed.

“Oh no! Look, the Hell Flower was taken by Yitian Shou,” a short hair self-cultivator said loudly with anger.

Qingfeng Li was fighting with Binger Zhao and Leng Bing. All the people were looking at them and no one paid attention to Hell Flower.

The Beast Emperor Sect’s young master, Yitian Shou, seized the Hell Flower unexpectedly. He was such a despicable guy.

“Hahahaha, keep fighting you guys! The Hell Flower is mine.” Yitian Shou rode on top of the Flame Tiger, holding the Hell Flower that he had just picked, and laughed triumphantly.

Yitian Shou was so pleased with himself that he didn’t even watch Qingfeng Li and Leng Bing’s battle.

Yitian Shou quietly came to the bottom of the Hell Flower, and, when no one was paying attention, he flew up and picked the Hell Flower.

“Crap, Yitian Shou got the Hell Flower. I must get it back.” Qingfeng Li freaked out. He didn’t care about killing Leng Bing anymore. He flew up and chased after the direction that Yitian Shou escaped to.

At the same time, Binger Zhao, Mengyao Fu, Black Puppy, and the other self-cultivators chased after Yitian Shou. The Hell Flower was very important to everybody and everyone wanted to obtain it.
The Flame Tiger was a king level class nine beast and its speed was extremely fast. It ran as fast as a red bolt of lightning and almost reached the speed of the sunbeam. Normal self-cultivators couldn’t catch up to it.

Only Qingfeng Li, Binger Zhao, Mengyao Fu, Black Puppy, Sky-Devouring Snake, and a few others could barely catch up.

Qingfeng Li utilized the Dragon’s Thousand Steps. His body turned into a godly dragon, but he still couldn’t catch up to Yitian Shou.

Qingfeng Li felt like this movement technique wasn’t useful at the moment. It was because he was only a master at the seventh level of the Spirit King Realm.

All the masters that Qingfeng Li was facing were half-step Spirit Emperor Realm. He needed a way stronger movement technique.

“How hilarious! You think you can catch up to me? Flame Tiger, transform! Use your wings!” Yitian Shou laughed as he ordered Flame Tiger.

The Flame Tiger roared when it heard Yitian Shou’s order. The roar of a tiger resounded throughout the first layer of Hell.

At the same time, the sides of Flame Tiger’s body grew out two red wings. The pair of red wings quickly spread out and brought both Flame Tiger and Yitian Shou up in the air. Everybody was so confused by the sudden change.

“What’s going on? The Flame Tiger is a land beast. How does it have flying type beast wings?”
“Yeah, I’ve never seen a tiger beast fly. What is happening?!”

“You don’t know anything about it! The Flame Tiger is a variation breed. It is capable of flying because it possesses the bloodline of the Fire Demon Tiger and Lightning Eagle. ”

All the self-cultivators around were discussing with astonishment.

Some of the knowledgeable self-cultivators recognized the breed of the Flame Tiger. It was a variation of the demon tiger.

Qingfeng Li was surprised after he heard the comments of the self-cultivators. He didn’t expect Yitian Shou’s beast to be this powerful.

Mutated tiger type demonic beasts not only could travel on the mainland but could also fly.
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. Qingfeng Li had utilized this trick to gain lots of benefits before. However, the one who utilized the trick was Yitian Shou now.

Yitian Shou tricked Qingfeng Li, Binger Zhao, and Leng Bing so he could seize the Hell Flower and run away.

Qingfeng Li was extremely angry and his face was gloomy. Only he got to play tricks other people. Since when did someone get to play tricks on him?

Furthermore, Yitian Shou picked up his loot while Qingfeng was battling someone else. Qingfeng Li couldn’t let this go.

Chapter 1300: Yitian Shou Escaped

 

The Flame Tiger was a variation of the demon tiger and its speed was very fast. Adding on a pair of Lightning Eagle wings, its speed had reached a lightning-quick speed, and it instantly disappeared from people’s sight.

All the self-cultivators were dumbfounded when they saw Yitian Shou disappear riding the Flame Tiger. They were so mad, but there was nothing they could do about it.

Qingfeng Li was very furious as well. His strength was very powerful and no matter whether it was spiritual attacks or physical attacks, he was invincible.

Qingfeng Li even had the Golden Flame, which was the Golden Saint’s treasure flame. However, his speed wasn’t fast enough to catch up with Flame Tiger and he had no choice but to see Yitian Shou off.

Binger Zhao, Mengyao Fu, and the other self-cultivators were also very angry. They couldn’t do anything either because they couldn’t catch up with Flame Tiger either.

Binger Zhao glanced at Qingfeng Li coldly and walked away.

She knew that she was no match for Qingfeng Li now, and her treasures had also been destroyed by Qingfeng Li.

Binger Zhao had to find her dad, the sect master of the Sword Emperor Sect, to kill Qingfeng Li. Or she could also ask the seniors of Sword Emperor Sect, since only they could kill Qingfeng Li and avenge her.

Certainly, Qingfeng Li felt Binger Zhao’s intention to kill him, but he didn’t go after her.

Qingfeng Li had things to accomplish. He needed to get the Hell Flower and refine it, as it was the only way to go inside the second layer of Hell and fetch the Saint-Perishing Fruit.

After Binger Zhao left, Mengyao Fu turned around as well. But just when she was about to leave, she glanced at Qingfeng Li. The glance had a mixture of complicated feelings, surprise, and other hidden emotions.

Qingfeng Li wanted to walk over and ask Mengyao Fu about her relationship with Mengyao Xu to see if she knew that woman from Huaxia at all.

However, Mengyao Fu left before Qingfeng Li had a chance to ask. She burned a Burrow Talisman in her hand and disappeared underground immediately.

The people around were all surprised after seeing her departure. Those from the Talisman Emperor Sect were experts in using talismans, and those talismans were very powerful, bizarre, and always caught people by surprise.

The self-cultivators saw that the Hell Flower had been picked by Yitian Shou so, they also dispersed in different directions and left.

After everybody leave, Qingfeng Li looked at Black Puppy and asked, “Doggy, use your nose and find where the Hell Flower went?”

Black Puppy nodded, stuck out its nose, and sniffed all around the air.

After a moment, Black Puppy said, “The Hell Flower is heading towards the North, about a hundred kilometers out.”

Qingfeng Li frowned and said, “Black Puppy and I will go look for Hell Flower. You guys wait over here for me.”

Qingfeng Li knew that the speed of the Wolf Fang Team wasn’t fast, so he had them wait at this spot.

Qingfeng Li knew that Yitian Shou was very smart and was unexpectedly good at being stealthy. It was apparent that he rode the Flame Tiger and went forward. However, after he got rid of everybody, he actually came back to where they had just entered Hell.

No one knew that Yitian Shou would go and loop around to their back. It was more reasonable to assume that, after Yitian Shou obtained the Hell Flower, he would go forward and find a hidden corner to refine it for raising his strength.

Thanks to Black Puppy who was on Qingfeng Li’s side, they sniffed out the location of the Hell Flower.

Without Black Puppy’s assistance, Qingfeng Li wouldn’t have known where Yitian Shou went.

Qingfeng Li and Black Puppy ran towards the direction behind them together.

Qingfeng Li’s speed was very fast because he was scared that Yitian Shou would refine the Hell Flower. If so, he wouldn’t be able to get anything.

At the same time around a hundred kilometers behind him, Yitian Shou was standing in a cave excitedly with the Hell Flower in his hand.

“They are all a bunch of dumbasses, being tricked by me so easily. None of you will think about me looping out behind guys! I, Yitian Shou, am the smartest!” Yitian Shou stood in the cave and laughed excitedly.

The Flame Tiger stood beside him and said, “Young master is the smartest. Qingfeng Li, Binger Zhao, Leng Bing, and Mengyao Fu were all tricked by young master.”

Yitian Shou was happy and flattered by the Flame Tiger’s praise. This tiger was not only a demonic beast with fast speed and incredible power, but was also good at flattering him and made Yitian Shou feel satisfied. Yitian Shou felt simply great about himself.

The Hell Flower had black petals, 5 in total, and each of them was a palm’s size.

Each petal seemed crystal clear. However, it wasn’t crystal white but crystal black. This black had a hint of mystery and depth. By looking at the petals of Hell Flower, one could even see his or her face.

It felt like as if there was another self in another world.

Hell was the most miraculous place. It was said that in Hell, there were demons, the Hell King, Black and White Impermanence, Granny Meng, and the Bridge to Hades.

However, there were some changes in this Hell under the Kunlun Mountains. Hell had eighteen layers before, and all eighteen Layers of Hell were able to suppress the phantoms and ghosts.

Demonic beasts and self-cultivators couldn’t enter since only the souls of the dead could go inside.

However, during the Ancient War of Earth, the King of Hell was killed and Hell was also damaged. The first three layers of Hell were exposed and occupied by absolutely fierce monsters. The phantoms of all eighteen Layers of Hell wanted to break through and harm the human world.

At the crucial moment, the Sky Emperor did everything he could. Even though he was deeply wounded, he suppressed the lowest fifteen layers of Hell as well as all the devils and ghosts.

Yet, before the Sky Emperor had the time to suppress the first three layers, he was killed by the alliance of immortals and Sky Emperors of the three thousand Grand Worlds.

Thus, the first three layers of Hell were occupied by demonic beasts, and human being were capable of entering due to the Ancient War.

Yitian Shou was very pleased. He knew that if he refined the Hell Flower, his spirit energy and physical body could resist the chilling air of Hell. Then, he would be capable of entering the second layer and even third layer to obtain the treasures within.

Yitian Shou crossed his legs and sat on the ground. When he was about to refine the Hell Flower, he heard some noises.

Si si si si si si…

The voice was very low as if it came from the depths of the cave. Normal self-cultivators couldn’t hear it, and only the self-cultivators like Yitian Shou, who were almost half-step Spirit Emperors, could.

“What is that noise? Why is there noise in the cave?” Yitian Shou was surprised. He stood up and look towards one of the caves.