115 Sure Enough, The Awakening Type Is Doomed To Be Short-Lived... (1/2)

Wen Bao and Zhu Qin’s confrontation didn’t last long. Zhu Qin was fuming with anger, but before he opened his mouth to make things worse, Junior Sister Yue promptly interrupted, “Let’s continue our talk inside, what do you guys think?”

Zhu Qin froze for a moment before he said with a smile, “Yeah, this is not a good place to talk, let’s go inside first.”

With that, he turned and started to walk, without asking for Wen Bao’s opinion.

Wen Bao stared blankly for a moment before he also said with a smile, “Go inside? Okay, since you’ve given your approval, then after you, Junior Brother Zhu Qin.”

Zhu Qin’s footsteps immediately stopped.

“I haven’t seen you for a few months, but you’ve changed a lot, Junior Brother Wen… But, not all changes are good. As your fellow martial brother, let me give you a piece of advice. Our Spirit Sword Sect is one of the Five Unique in the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals, so compared to the other low-level sects, we are a notch above them. Therefore, when you descend the mountain, you may have had an illusion that you are stronger than when you were still on the mountain, but this strength is only relative to those Loose Immortals, you…”

What a pity before he could finish his words, Wen Bao had impatiently interrupted him, “Just now, I let you go in first, didn’t you hear that? If you still want to talk, then make a way, don’t just block the entrance like that.”

Then he strode forward, trying to enter the room. Zhu Qin looked at him in surprise, somewhat couldn’t believe himself. He just stood there, wanting to see how Wen Bao was going to get past him.

After several months of not seeing each other, Zhu Qin naturally could also see that Wen Bao’s cultivation had undergone an enormous advancement. However, any Spirit Sword Sect’s cultivator knew that cultivation stage and level did not equal to the true strength. Several months ago, the scene where the Spirit Sword Sect’s Fifth Elder, who was a Jindan Stage cultivator, easily defeated a Yuanying Stage cultivator from the Shengjing Sect was still fresh in the disciples’ memory.

Wen Bao’s current cultivation was peak level Qi Cultivating Stage, which was also happened to be the same as Zhu Qin! In these eight months, his experience was even more bizarre than that of Yue Xinyao; his accumulated practice in the sect in the last two years suddenly broke out. Not only his cultivation level surged up, his sword art, spell casting, and Primordial Spirit cultivation has also undergone enormous advancement; compared to eight months ago, his strength had more than doubled! He also hasn’t really believed that the same waste dead fatty could surpass him in eight months, even if Wen Bao’s spirit root was indeed a grade higher than him.

Therefore, he stood motionless. At the same time, his right hand’s little finger and thumb touched each other. A ripple of magical power spread all over him, and his skin became as hard as steel. Simultaneously, his feet was linked to the ground, steady as a rock.

At this point, even if one hit him with a siege hammer that required a dozen of strong men to wield, he was confident that he would not take even half a step back. Nowadays, many people’s impression on cultivators was that they could fly on their flying sword, jump walls, and mount roof, but actually, if needed, they definitely could stand more steady than anyone else.

“Senior Brother Zhu Qin, Senior Brother Wen Bao, you guys…” Yue Xinyao wanted to prevent this senseless clash, unfortunately, before she could do something about it, Wen Bao had rushed forward a step and bumped against Zhu Qin in front of him!

Bump!

After that muffled sound, Zhu Qin, with a look of disbelief, staggered back. His last step stepped on the doorstep. With a crack sound, that thick doorstep was directly trampled.

“You… cough!”

Zhu Qin was going to say something, but who knew he suddenly felt a burst of pain on his chest, which caused him to continue to cough, unable to say anything. That fierce bump just now not only dispersed the bulk of his magical power, but it also let his breath go off and hurt his lungs.

The injury was not heavy, and his magical power would be able to return in one circulation. However, he actually lost one move, and not just to anyone else, but for god’s sake, he lost to Wen Bao! Zhu Qin’s complexion changed several times in succession; he was extremely embarrassed.

As for Wen Bao, when he was about to take this opportunity to walk through the door, his peripheral vision caught the sight of Junior Sister Yue, whose eyes were filled with surprised; inwardly, his joy uncontrollably surged up.

He thought, “Hahaha! Zhu Qin, you retard! You actually didn’t clash with me on anything else but brute force! I, your father, have been the head of the infrastructure department for eight months, which required huge physical strength! If we compete on the spell casting or a one on one duel in an arena, perhaps my odds to win are not too high, but you actually wanted to compete with me in brute strength? Even those Foundation Establishment Stage department heads in the sect can’t win against me, much less you, a low-level Qi Cultivating Stage; you have just brought about your own doom, hahaha! I’m sorry, although Senior Brother Wang Lu always said that acting like a pretentious prick to put people down is one of the three world’s most vulgar scene, your father, I, love it!”

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In that front door confrontation, Zhu Qin’s momentum suddenly weakened, thus, after the three people entered the room and took their respective seat, the dominant power was completely in the hands of Wen Bao.

Despite Zhu Qin trying to prevent Wen Bao with his eye signal, Wen Bao went straight for the main seat and then took the initiative to open the conversation, “Hahaha, I never thought us, fellow brother and sister to meet again this time, at least not until we go back to the mountain in a few months. The Blue River Region is so vast, but we could actually meet at the Great Ming Country, what a coincidence!”

Zhu Qin grunted and turned to look at the back of the room, not saying anything. Yue Xinyao lightly smiled. “It’s indeed a coincidence.”

Wen Bao continued, “It’s rare for the three of us to get together, why don’t we talk about what are all our experiences in the last eight months? Junior Sister Yue, I heard that you explored an Ancient Tomb, is there any danger?”

Yue Xinyao gawked; she wasn’t too adapted to this assertive and cheerful Wen Bao. However, since he had asked her a question, Yue Xinyao earnestly replied, “Nothing dangerous… It’s more scary than dangerous.”

“Junior Sister is too modest. If it’s really more scary than dangerous, then it’s impossible for your Primordial Spirit to become this strong. Although your cultivation is just middle seventh level, your Primordial Spirit is actually comparable to the common level sixth Qi Cultivating Stage cultivators.”

Junior Sister Yue shook her head. “Senior Brother can so accurately judge the strength and limitation of my Primordial Spirit; I still need to mull it over.”

Wen Bao said, “Cultivation of Primordial Spirit and Qi Cultivating have to be synchronized in order to have the optimum result. So, Junior Sister doesn’t need to wholeheartedly focus on Primordial Spirit cultivation.”

“Mm, thank you for reminding me, Senior Brother, I’ll definitely pay attention.”

During that few exchanges, Wen Bao’s complexion was calm and composed. However, inwardly, he was actually so happy that he almost fainted with joy. Over the past two years at the Spirit Sword Mountain, he could never have such a dialogue with Yue Xinyao, but right now, this awesome Senior Brother didn’t want to miss this chance—it was too invigorating and immensely satisfying!

Awakening type Wen Bao was really good!