Night Without End

Chapter 1423 - 594: Why Am I Treated So Coldly? (Part 2)

"Do you want me to teach you?" Qin Ming asked.

The Chairman’s silver hair swayed as she glanced sideways at him.

Qin Ming said, "If you’re willing, from now on, you’ll be Wen Rui’s elder sister, the sect leader’s eldest disciple."

"No way!" The Chairman responded impulsively without even thinking, her form and spirit resonating, reminding herself that she absolutely couldn’t bow down like this.

In this world, no one can accept her formal obeisance.

Qin Ming reminded her, "According to the agreement, if you can’t master it, you must sincerely bow, and henceforth have no second thoughts or rebellious spirit."

The Chairman said, "There is still time left; only tomorrow morning counts as the deadline."

"Okay." Qin Ming agreed calmly.

Then, he very down-to-earth, joined Wen Rui in snatching the last plate of Crimson insect.

"Uncle, don’t eat it, leave this plate for the fairy." Wen Rui spoke up, unable to compete with his uncle, he became magnanimous.

He looked at the Chairman and softly said, "Elder fairy sister, if you wish to practice my uncle’s cultivation technique, you must first understand his past and become familiar with his style. You see, merging with the ordinary, tasting regular food and drink, is a form of cultivation too. Standing high in the Nine Heavens, enlightened with immortality, is too fateful; you must lower your status. Without entering the mundane world, how can you transcend it?"

Qin Ming nodded upon hearing and said, "A promising student indeed."

He continued, "Where were you born, where do you take root? If you cut off the road from where you came, relying only on the ethereal clouds above, though you might glimpse the Golden Palace and Jade Mansion, shining brilliantly for a time, but like the Grotto Heaven suspended in the Night Fog Sea, eventually it will decay and fall."

Immediately, he asked, "Do you want to eat something?"

The Chairman was slightly lost in thought, after form and spirit resonance, it seemed someone from the old times was murmuring by her ear, "From ancient times to the present, many Supreme Martial halls flourished and then dimmed. Despite countless gods and Buddhas replacing each other, shining in those great eras, ultimately they couldn’t surpass the Heavenly Chasm of lifespan, vanishing like clouds."

Her eyebrows furrowed tightly, her expression was serious.

Suddenly, she felt something, with food in her mouth.

She was just lost in thought, reminiscing old whispers.

When Qin Ming asked her, she subconsciously nodded. Then, she was fed, eating insects.

Beside her red lips, there were petals formed by Chaos Power, dazzling and long-lasting, it supported the Crimson insect just now, seemingly reminding her that this skill is not that difficult to master.

Qin Ming was also lost in thought, contemplating. The figures appearing around him now are remarkable and splendid, such as Liu Mo, Lu Zizai, the Chairman... and potentially the Two Puppets, Little Worm.

He is already looking towards the future. One day, if he can organize these people to explore the deepest part of the Yewu World, they might be able to take a risky venture and possibly glimpse a corner of the mysterious outline enveloped in thick black fog.

However, he didn’t get carried away, thinking of the golden silk parasol, how strong would it be? Yet it still withered and was beaten into dust, obscurely submerged for long ages.

On that day, the Chairman’s green hair was bowed over the desk, immersed in texts, truly devoting heart and soul, forgetting oneself entirely, completely absorbed, enlightened in technique and Tao.

Finally, she forced herself to cultivate, even bleeding from the corners of her mouth.

However, her eyes grew brighter, and she never gave up.

Qin Ming timely reminded, "Be cautious, don’t disassemble and perish."

"I have a clue!" The Chairman raised her head and stood up; she wanted to enter the Black and White Mountain and attempt to sort out the final obscure parts of the True Scripture.

At that time, she might cause quite a stir.

Qin Ming nodded and said, "Go ahead."

Could she really master it? Qin Ming didn’t believe it and shook his head.

Without a doubt, the golden silk parasol would accompany her.

The fine rain obscured, Little Huang transformed again, no longer in the Emperor’s Umbrella form but into an exquisite Lady Umbrella, shrouded in the rain, somewhat ethereal, rich with the true rhythm of immortal Tao.

Qin Ming transmitted his voice, saying, "Little Huang, are we always of one heart, right? In the end, won’t it be ’man flies, umbrella runs’?"

The golden silk parasol replied, "Then you’ll need to be careful and act prudently in the future; have you treated me lightly recently? Having just washed away worldly gloss, again richly adorned, truly difficult for me to unfold freely."

Qin Ming was in a daze, secretly pondering: The rebellious spirit on the head... won’t it be contagious?

However, judging by the golden silk parasol’s temperament, if it can say it face to face, the problem isn’t significant.

After a day and night of fermentation, the outside discussion about Qin Ming breaking through the barrier increased.

Rebirth, a twenty-two-year-old Heart Lamp Realm expert, seemingly like a fairytale, stirred up a huge wave.

Little Tathagata appeared solemn and said, "This progress is too fast, incredibly fierce!"

How many years did he spend breaking through the Fourth Realm? Compared to this young man practicing Chaos Force, he was too embarrassed to report his age.

If it continues like this, will he be caught up to?

Little Tathagata doubted whether the other party might reach the Fifth Realm—True Form before him; he felt a heavy pressure.

Li Wanfa’s eyes shone with divine light, his demeanor was calm, he leisurely put down his teacup and said, "Indeed, very fast, but still far from the Grandmaster Realm, it still needs one or two decades."

Little Tathagata’s expression was serious, "Could he be this fast?"

Li Wanfa nodded and said, "The Five Layers of Heaven Iron Law once failed on him, considered an anomaly. However, the road ahead is increasingly difficult, despite his extraordinary talent, one or two decades of honing are still inevitable."

Little Tathagata’s gaze was profound, "No guiding, self-treading the road... Grandmaster!"

At this moment, the Cui Family’s direct descendants were holding a closed-door meeting.

Qin Ming’s fierce breakthrough was like seeing a great mountain initially appearing in the depths of the Night Fog for them, bringing a suffocating feeling to some.