Chapter 493: Terror of the Heavenly Extermination Union (2/2)

How the Great Qin Nation’s outstanding talents as well as people from the Holy Land suffered miserable defeat at Xiao Chen’s hands in the Heavenly Saber Pavilion.

How Xiao Chen had fooled a group of half-step Martial Monarchs and openly snatched away a peak high-ranked Demon Core from under their noses.

How Xiao Chen gained a hundred consecutive victories in the wrestling ring, reducing the powerful Gao Yangyu of the southern islands to bankruptcy.

Many such stories made everyone sigh. This person had created legends.

Now, many people anticipated how far he would go in the Wind Cloud Arena one and a half years later.

The Great Jin Nation had dominated the top ten positions for a long time already. Could Xiao Chen represent the four nations to break into the top ten and end this monopoly?

Many people also compared him to the geniuses of thousands of years ago, generating intense discussions.

As for the main character of these discussions, Xiao Chen had been bothered to the point of frustration in the past month.

Xiao Chen finally understood why Desolate City was known as one of the two centers of the continent.

In the past month, countless sects from the four nations extended an olive branch to him, inviting him to join their sects.

The benefits they offered grew increasingly larger; even Xiao Chen was dumbfounded at them.

They offered many thousand-year-old Spirit Herbs, unlimited Medial Grade Spirit Stones, and hundreds of Superior Grade Spirit Stones every month.

Xiao Chen remained calm, keeping in mind what he wanted. He rejected them all; he only wanted to be able to cultivate in peace.

However, even after changing his place of residence several times, Xiao Chen would be found soon after. Everyone approached him with smiling faces and polite gestures. So, he could not lose his temper and had to reject them nicely.

In the end, Xiao Chen had no other choice but to use the Shapeshifting Spell. He quietly found a serene courtyard under such conditions before he could settle down in peace.

Xiao Chen spent half a month this way. He used the day to comprehend Bai Shuihe’s attack and the saber intent, which he had suddenly formed.

Xiao Chen understood that it was hard to form saber intent. However, during the fight, the conditions had felt right. With a thought, his Qi had spewed out and formed a saber intent, an inextinguishable sharpness.

Then, Xiao Chen would use the night to stabilize his cultivation. After all, he had raised his cultivation vastly within one day.

Although there were no side effects to the mysterious light barrier of the Ancient Desolate Tower, his foundations were still unstable. He needed to strengthen them; otherwise, he would not be able to last in a fight.

On this particular night, the moon hung high in the sky like a bright silver dish. It shone its light onto the earth, illuminating the courtyard.

Xiao Chen sat cross-legged in the bedroom, holding two Medial Grade Spirit Stones in each of his hands as he circulated the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation’s sixth layer.

The Spiritual Energy of the four Medial Grade Spirit Stones poured endlessly into the Qi whirlpool before becoming drops of purple liquid.

After an hour, the glow of the Medial Grade Spirit Stones dimmed, leaving them as four useless rocks.

Xiao Chen calmly tossed away the four drained Medial Grade Spirit Stones. Then, with a flip of his hand, another four Medial Grade Spirit Stones appeared.

Four Medial Grade Spirit Stones in an hour meant eight for two hours. Night consisted of twelve hours; that meant forty-eight Medial Grade Spirit Stones.

[TL note: The above paragraph might seem weird in the sense that it bothered to calculate the amount needed for two hours. This is because the ancients counted time by two-hour intervals, and there are twelve two-hour periods in a day. The time periods mentioned in this paragraph are written as: Half-a-two-hour period, one two-hour period, and six two-hour periods.]

Such a great expenditure was hard for others to imagine, not too mention having the Spirit Stones to do this. Even if they did, they would not dare to use them like this. The capacity of their dantians was on a different level from Xiao Chen’s.

They would not be able to endure that amount of Spiritual Energy. This was the benefit of a Heaven-Ranked Cultivation Technique. This had created a love-hate relationship for Heaven-Ranked Cultivation Techniques.

“Si! Si!”

Suddenly, Xiao Chen felt some heat in the room. He was stunned for a while as he slowly came out of his cultivating state.

It is almost midnight, the coldest time of the night. Why would there be any heat?

Xiao Chen abruptly opened his eyes and extended his Spiritual Sense outside. He discovered that the buildings connected to the bedroom were all burning.

This was no ordinary fire. Xiao Chen quickly grasped the Lunar Shadow Saber and broke out through the roof, flying out immediately.

A person with a sword on his back sat on a wall of the courtyard. He looked at Xiao Chen with a relaxed expression.

“Xiu!”

Xiao Chen landed on one of the courtyard’s walls and looked suspiciously at the arsonist. “Chu Chaoyun, what do you mean by this?”

“Nothing, just calling you out.”

Xiao Chen was flabbergasted at this answer. “Is this how you call someone out? The moment you come over, you set fire to my house?”

A golden light flashed in Chu Chaoyun’s eyes, and the ferocious flames died immediately. They turned into spots of golden light and entered his eyes.

“It is convenient. I don’t even have to say anything. I just have to glare at it. Don’t you feel the same?”

A courtyard was not something worth any frustration for Xiao Chen. So there was no point in lingering on this topic. Xiao Chen directly asked, “Why are you looking for me?”

“Pa!”

Chu Chaoyun gently pushed off the courtyard wall with his hand. Then he flew off it and landed above the gates.

“Do you know that you are going to die soon?”

Xiao Chen smiled faintly and asked, “Do you think I will believe you?”

Chu Chaoyun said, “Not everybody is happy to see you rise. Those whom you have offended mildly might tolerate you, but not every power would care about the Heavenly Extermination Union.

“Remember what I said to you before? The title of genius is an illusion. The one with the last laugh is the final winner; the survivor is king!”