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Chapter 70 - 70 45 The True Transmission A Piece of Paper

70: Chapter 45 The True Transmission: A Piece of Paper 70: Chapter 45 The True Transmission: A Piece of Paper The young noble, Huang Jingjun, wore a faint smile, and even at this time, the teenager still had a gleam in his eyes as he gazed at the Three Colored Flower, clearly just a hunter from a remote area who did not understand his own situation.

His elder brother, Huang Jingde, was very calm, it didn’t matter whether this young man was overly simplistic or was pretending to be innocent to buy time.

“Who would have thought that such a mysterious substance exists underground, eating it allows one to cultivate Heavenly Light Force?” Qin Ming asked.

He was genuinely seeking guidance, his gaze clear and pure, characteristic of youth, sincerely wanting to understand this knowledge he had never been in contact with before.

“First, you need to choose a suitable type of Heavenly Light Force, and cultivate it to the beginner stage, only then eating the Three Colored Flower will have the best effect.

Hmm, when I go back, I need to choose another type carefully,” he thought.

Huang Jingde was chuckling, ready to answer any question as there was plenty of time and nothing else to do.

What storm can a young hunter who has only been reborn once stir up?

As a Third time Newcomer, he could squash the opponent with a flip of his hand.

“Are there many types of Heavenly Light Force, and does choosing one also require great care?” Qin Ming, diligent and eager to learn, did not hold back his questions regardless of the situation.

Huang Jingde nodded, saying, “Of course, for a Third time Newcomer, it’s good enough to barely cultivate one type of Heavenly Light Force.

As one’s realm improves, one can cultivate more types of Heavenly Light Force, and pairing them sensibly can unleash even more terrifying power.”

Qin Ming frowned and said, “How to choose and how to pair them logically, this must be the True Word that is not lightly passed on among the families with Advanced Will Power, right?”

Huang Jingde smiled, saying, “Right, true transmission is a piece of paper, false transmission is thousands of books, this is the essence on that piece of paper.”

Qin Ming sighed; who would easily tell others such core and crucial True Word?

Because Huang Jingde himself was cultivating Heavenly Light Force and had some feelings on it, he said, “What do you think those rare types of Heavenly Light Force come from?

They are all blended from various techniques by the predecessors constantly trying and erring.

Like, the legendary Heaven Supporting Strength, Tathagata power, they are even more precious, who knows how many kinds of Heavenly Light Force have been mixed, even casual leakage of a few words is priceless.”

As Huang Jingde spoke, his face filled with longing, those legends were incredibly far from him, unattainable.

He sighed and said, “Let’s not talk about those legends, back to reality, even the somewhat renowned types of Heavenly Light Force are ‘thousand-hammered and hundred-refined,’ blending many kinds of techniques.

Thus, the path for our generation is tough; even if the true transmission is right before your eyes, you still have to cultivate all the types of Heavenly Light Force recorded densely on it.”

Qin Ming felt overwhelmed, it seems there’s no record of this aspect in the silk scripture?

Or is it on the third page?

Now he was confused, what should he do?

He asked, “Does that mean ordinary people have no way to advance, without the true transmission on a piece of paper, they can’t cultivate strong Heavenly Light Force?”

Huang Jingde said, “Of course they do, those rare types of Heavenly Light Force, and the legendary core true meanings, are all derived from the predecessors’ continuous blending.

You can also learn those more commonly circulating types of Heavenly Light Force in the world, practice more of them, and blend them yourself.”

Seeing Qin Ming actually pondering deeply, the young noble Huang Jingjun’s lips curled slightly, barely restraining himself, he said, “You think Heavenly Light Force is just superficial knowledge?

It is difficult to cultivate, each type is quite complex, how many can you master in your lifetime?”

Qin Ming, as if snapping back to reality, said, “Since you’re going back to choose a new type of Heavenly Light Force, not eating the Three Colored Flower here, aren’t you afraid the efficacy will diminish?”

Huang Jingde said, “No matter, the weather is so cold, once matured, it can be preserved for over two months, and placing it in a Jade Box will extend that time.”

He looked at Qin Ming with scrutinizing eyes and asked, “You asked me so many questions, are you playing dumb, or do you really have the confidence?”

Qin Ming replied indifferently, “Zhou Wubing is my grand-disciple, and Master Xu Kong is my fellow disciple, and they’re just around.

What do you think, do I have the confidence?”

Huang Jingde first stared blankly, then scoffed, saying, “You probably don’t know, Master Xu Kong left this remote area with Zhou Wubing just yesterday.”

Qin Ming was startled; the sick boy had already traveled far, seems like he won’t be able to beat him up anytime soon.

“Let’s go pick the Three Colored Flower later.” Huang Jingde tossed a Jade Box to Qin Ming, not worrying about him damaging it, as he carried more than one.

Qin Ming caught it and then walked to the side, burying the Jade Box at the bottom of a pile of rocks, appearing very cautious, fearing damage.

“What do you mean by this?”

“Fear of it getting shattered during battle,” Qin Ming honestly replied.

He had already noticed that Huang Jingde, despite his smiling demeanor, showed no flaws; relying on a surprise attack was already impossible, this was another tough battle.

Playing dumb won’t change anything,” said the relatively younger Huang Jingjun stepping forward, “Let me teach you a lesson first.”

“You are not capable.

Even Nie Rui and Shen Jiayun are not my match, and you are far inferior to them,” Qin Ming stated truthfully.

Huang Jingjun’s face bore a cold smile, “You don’t think just because those young people in Chixia City boasted about you, you really think you’re something remarkable?”

He scoffed, “You, a person who’s been reborn for the first time, dare to show off in front of me, you are nothing before reaching the Second Rebirth Domain!”

With a clank, he drew a cold, gleaming long blade, saying, “You’re skilled in gun techniques, but don’t even have a decent weapon.”

“I can use any weapon just the same,” Qin Ming said, pulling out a bright long blade from behind, the quality of which was even higher than Huang Jingjun’s.

After all, it was a weapon of a Third time Newcomer from Jinji Ridge.

Huang Jingjun’s expression turned cold, he said no more, suddenly accelerated, and charged towards Qin Ming, his long blade slicing through a glaring light, cleaving straight down.

In his view, after his second rebirth, he had a strength close to twelve hundred catties, enough to crush this young hunter.

With a single strike of his blade, he could split him open.

Qin Ming made only two moves.

First, he smashed the back of his blade horizontally onto the opponent’s blade.

Not holding back at all, he shook Huang Jingjun’s arms so vigorously, that Huang could not hold onto the handle and involuntarily let go.

Moreover, his hands were covered in blood from the great force that tore apart the flesh between his fingers.

He was extremely shaken and frightened, retreating rapidly.

Qin Ming’s second move was to swing his sword forward.

Even though Huang Jingjun reacted quickly and leapt backward, he still couldn’t avoid it entirely.

Amidst the sparks flying, his finely crafted armor shattered, sending fragments drenched in blood flying in all directions.

From his shoulder to his abdomen, a terrible wound appeared, nearly cutting him in two from shoulder to hip.

He wailed as he fell to the ground, where a huge gash exposing some of his internal organs was visible.

“So weak!” Qin Ming remarked, and then turned away from him, looking towards Huang Jingde opposite.

“Brother…” Huang Jingjun cried out with a trembling voice.

Even though he was not dead yet, he knew that without immediate medical attention, he would not survive.

Huang Jingde, holding a silver spear, charged forward, the calm and composed expression previously on his face nowhere to be seen.

Initially, he looked down at Qin Ming with a superior attitude, speaking jovially without any concern, subtly mocking.

But now, seeing the danger Qin Ming posed, he burst forth.

Qin Ming, unafraid, and having had encounters with a Third Time Newcomer before, already had experience.

This time he wielded the long blade from the elder of Jinji Ridge to meet his opponent.

Clang!

With a swing, he deflected the fiercely thrusting long spear aside, altering its original path.

Continuing, he pushed his blade forward, the shining blade trembling and churning like the vast waves of the sea between the heavens, threatening to engulf his opponent.

Huang Jingde, with a cold gaze, held the spear in one hand while the other emitted a white Heavenly Light, striking towards the side of the blade, trying to deflect it aside as well.

However, while he did hit the side of the blade precisely, he couldn’t completely deflect it.

The force behind the blade was too strong.

He faintly felt as if the blade light was a rumbling white wave crashing down from the line where the sky meets the sea.

Huang Jingde dodged at great speed, but despite this, his armor still shattered partially.

That strike, merely grazing him, demonstrated immense power, far exceeding his expectations, even above that of a Third Time Newcomer!

A light trace of blood appeared on his chest.

“How is this possible?” Lying on the ground in immense pain, Huang Jingjun couldn’t believe his eyes; his brother, a Grandmaster of the Third Time Newcomer realm, was at a disadvantage from their first encounter?

Yet, he clearly saw, during the combat, there was no flow of Heavenly Light, meaning his opponent had not experienced Third Rebirth.

How could he possess such terrifying strength?

“I underestimated him, I did not expect that someone who hasn’t mastered Heavenly Light Force could be so strong, fully capable of contending with a Third Time Newcomer,” Huang Jingde said with a grave expression, holding the silver spear with both hands, concentrating deeply, preparing for a life-or-death battle.

Hearing this assessment from his brother, Huang Jingjun, covering his wound, coughed violently, blood flowing more freely.

He truly couldn’t accept that the young hunter could be so incredibly powerful.

Qin Ming also became serious.

This Huang Jingde, although much younger than the elder of Jinji Ridge, might be even stronger.

Indeed, during their subsequent exchange, Huang Jingde was much more ferocious.

His spear moved like a dragon swimming through the clouds, its claws and teeth bared as if coming to life, constantly targeting Qin Ming’s vital points.

At the same time, occasionally Huang Jingde’s other hand would transform into a Hand Blade, slicing forward when close enough.

However, he never managed to break through Qin Ming’s defenses, his attacks consistently blocked by layers of blade light.

What frustrated him the most was that the young man also held a Big Hammer in his left hand, hitting his Hand Blade precisely several times, causing him intense pain.

The battle between the two was prolonged and fierce.

Qin Ming, facing a Third Time Newcomer with Heavenly Light Protection, had no better tactics, and could only keep attacking, relying on his powerful strength and his exquisite Blade Technique to force his opponent to use Heavenly Light Defense repeatedly, quickly depleting his energy.

In the distance, the Three Colored Flower shone with flowing light, some of the petals opening, the light mist in the area growing denser, indicating that the Spirit Flower was about to mature.

Even from a distance, the fragrance of the flowers could be detected, especially as the Three Colored petals became more crystalline and dazzling, emanating large swathes of light rain, quite mysterious and extraordinary.

“What types of Heavenly Light Force can this Spirit Flower help cultivate?

Really looking forward to it!” Qin Ming’s eyes glowed with eagerness.

His fighting spirit soared even higher, hoping to end the battle soon so he could collect the maturing Three Colored Flower.

He burst forth with all his might.

In an instant, Qin Ming swung his strongest blade, as if transported to a rainy night, thunder rumbling, heavy rain pouring.

In that dark night, his blade intent boiled over, the power of his spirit elevating, his long blade sweeping across, as if wanting to sever the entire dark night sky and cut through the floods of lightning.

Huang Jingde’s face showed horror, because the opponent’s blade was too terrifying, seeming to carry endless thunder and mist, aiming to split the Underground Cave, cutting through all obstacles.

He dodged quickly, but the long blade drew ever closer, impossible to avoid.

He used his Silver Spear to block, but it was shaken off by a tremendous force.

As he turned deathly pale, the blade reached him.

Huang Jingde roared, holding his spear in both hands, crossing it in front of him against the long blade – how could he allow himself to be split in half?

With a clang, he felt as though a mountain was pressing down on him, his silver spear was cut away, and at the same time his shoulder seared in intense pain, his right arm falling to the ground, blood spurting.

Although he temporarily saved his own life, he had completely lost the ability to fight, staggering back as his body was soaked in blood.

“You… aren’t you just good with the gun skill?” Huang Jingjun, lying on the ground severely wounded and dying, voiced his despairing question.

“I’m pretty good with the blade too,” Qin Ming answered.

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