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Chapter 222 - 137: Can’t Stand It Anymore, Deciding to Become the Human at the Top of the Food Chain!

Chapter 222: Chapter 137: Can’t Stand It Anymore, Deciding to Become the Human at the Top of the Food Chain!

It was soon known that Master Lu had the godly skill of reversing old age and maintaining eternal youth, and this news quickly spread, helped along by some who undoubtedly had a hand in it, yet it was indeed true.

After perfecting the strength of a hundred beasts and entering the state of Electric Current Propulsion at one hundred volts, Huang Yanshan’s hair, once white, had turned jet-black, and after a thousand volts, his previously aged appearance was also disappearing, gradually reverting back to that of a middle-aged man.

Now he had reached ten thousand volts and returned to his original physiological peak.

Of course, Gu Shanhai’s "Purple Profound Thunder Skill" was not a legitimate magnetic field rotation system, it was a same-named edition, and whether its combat ability could reach the level of the original remained to be seen by Huang Yanshan himself.

The reversal of aging was also impossible to hide. During this time, Huang Yanshan had been handling the affairs of resigning from office. He couldn’t simply say he was quitting and then walk away; he still had to go through the official process. He wasn’t one of those famous scholars or celebrities who enjoyed privileges like hanging a seal or receiving a stipend in gold.

More importantly, the royal court had always been preventing Huang Yanshan from leaving, planning to use this to hold Gu Shanhai.

For this reason, every advancement made Huang Yanshan’s youth impossible to conceal, and he had never considered hiding it. Over the past few days, he had been inquiring about Gu Shanhai’s situation.

The reputation Gu Shanhai held in the martial arts world made Huang Yanshan incredulous; he had originally thought the title of "number one in the world" was a joke, but now it seemed to be true.

"Electric Current Propulsion·Spring Thunderstorm."

With a simple slash of Purple Thunder Power from Huang Yanshan’s long knife, it was plain yet effective, its strength highlighted by its minimal energy consumption.

Zi la~

Electricity burst forth from his body, forming a thunderous slash that swept across the air.

"The Purple Thunder Power at the Electric Current Propulsion level is still somewhat lacking, but even so, the fierce and domineering electric power is still more than what ordinary weapons can withstand."

"This is only at ten thousand volts. If it were a hundred thousand volts, I’m afraid there wouldn’t be many weapons in the world capable of withstanding the explosion of Purple Thunder Power from the seven strikes of purple thunder."

Looking at his long knife, full of cracks, he did not wish to practice with a wooden sword as it simply could not withstand the force.

And this was merely the first move of the seven strikes of Purple Thunder Power. Beyond this, according to Gu Shanhai, there were also two more secret moves; once Huang Yanshan mastered the seven strikes, he would pass them on to him.

He withdrew his long knife with a stern look: "Come out; you’re not afraid that I’ll split you in two with a single stroke, skulking around like this?"

"I have seen Master Huang; I never imagined that Master Huang possessed such a profound Inner Strength, with True Qi released like thunder, quite impressive." A middle-aged man dressed in luxurious black robes looked at Huang Yanshan greedily.

"You’re also here for my uncle’s ’Purple Profound Thunder Skill’, aren’t you?" currents of electricity emerged around Huang Yanshan’s body.

"Rejuvenation, eternal youth, or even immortality, who wouldn’t want such a peerless divine skill?" The man admitted frankly but then added, "However, Master Lu’s martial arts reach the skies, and I’m no match for him."

"So you have set your sights on me or rather, you’re probing on behalf of those behind you. If you can obtain it from me, all the better," Huang Yanshan followed, picking up on the other’s words.

"Yes, as long as you, Master Huang, hand over the Cultivation Technique, whether it is wealth and honor or beautiful wives and concubines, or even power that reaches the heavens, all can be offered to you." The man was reasonable. To kill Huang Yanshan would not only be a wasted effort but would also provoke Master Lu, hardly worthwhile.

If it weren’t for the various factions having noticed Master Lu’s absence from the capital for a month, he wouldn’t have dared come here.

"My uncle has said the ’Purple Profound Thunder Skill’ can be passed down, but with conditions. Forget wealth and honor or beautiful wives and concubines; we just need your backing power to help investigate why my Huang Mansion and Muyu Village were eradicated, and afterwards, I will personally deliver this Cultivation Technique to you. Even if you want my uncle’s ’Heavenly Gang Child Skill’, I will gift it as well," Huang Yanshan spoke calmly.

These, of course, were what Gu Shanhai had told him. Gu Shanhai had never cared much for these two martial arts techniques; what made one strong was oneself, never simply the techniques. Revealing them was no issue; he did not believe anyone could surpass Huang Yanshan in talent or understanding and certainly did not believe anyone could be more compatible with the techniques he had custom-made for himself.

As for finding a weakness in him through the techniques, that was naive. The "Heavenly Gang Child Skill" was merely a part of the "Green Emperor Longevity Scripture"’s first layer—cultivating the spirit; to threaten the whole using just a part, if that could succeed, then Gu Shanhai would have cheated.

"Are these words true?" the man asked with a hint of excitement in his voice.

"Why would I deceive you? My uncle is the world’s number one, a man whose word is law. As long as anyone can find out why we were exterminated, I will give it all to you," Huang Yanshan said assertively, knowing that this was essentially a move to drive off a wolf by swallowing a tiger.

Whether it was Heaven Sect, Demon Sect, or other sects, whoever had the ability, or even managed to touch upon something, would likely be pointing at the Martial Arts True Immortal.

And the problem within his condition was significant: it was to clarify why the Martial Arts True Immortal wanted to eradicate them entirely, not who the culprit was—two very different difficulties.

Of course, the likelihood was that if they traced anything, they might very well stop halfway; the truth was probably not easy to grasp.

What he did not only served to drive off a wolf by swallowing a tiger but also bought time. If he could reach Electric Current Propulsion at fifty thousand volts and combine it with the seven strikes of Purple Thunder, he was confident that he could contend with a Grandmaster.

If his opponent weren’t the unimaginably strong Martial Arts True Immortal, perhaps he would have already been complacently smug by now.