novelnext Chapter 173 Being fooled is only a matter of once or countless times.
Chapter 173 Being fooled is only a matter of once or countless times.
Chapter 173 Being fooled is only a matter of once or countless times.
"Oh, right, there's one more thing." After reasoning with Jing Tian and appealing to his emotions to get him to accept his fate, Russell reached out and took the Demon Sword from Jing Tian's arms. "To avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings later, it's better to talk things out now."
"What?" Jing Tian instinctively shrank back. For some reason, whenever he heard Russell speak in this "I'm doing this for your own good" tone, a chill ran down his spine.
Russell held the sword hilt, and with his left hand, he pushed a wisp of dark blue smoke from the guard down the blade to the tip. The smoke condensed in front of him and materialized into a ragged girl with her arms crossed. As soon as the girl appeared, she pitifully tugged at his sleeve.
[Host has encountered the story quest Longkui (Blue), current causal connection 0%, triggering a lottery draw *White 1, draw now?]
"Who is this?" Jing Tian cautiously took half a step back. Could it be that this girl was the lover he had wronged in his past life, and she had come to settle scores with him?
"Her name is Long Kui, and she's your sister," Russell said calmly, casually flicking a golden light towards Jing Tian's brow. This was all of Long Yang's memories left behind by Fei Peng.
Jing Tian's body stiffened abruptly, his pupils dilated suddenly, and his gaze became visibly dull as he entered the illusion of the Jiang Kingdom a thousand years ago from a third-person perspective.
In the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, Jing Tian's expression changed several times. After regaining his senses, the look in his eyes when he looked at Long Kui changed from confusion to pity.
"Longkui, your brother is back." Jingtian tenderly rubbed Longkui's head.
"Brother Wang!" Long Kui could no longer control her emotions and threw herself into Jing Tian's arms, her shoulders shaking violently as she sobbed.
At the doorway, Russell nudged Chonglou with his elbow: "Such a heartwarming scene, you demon lord should learn from it."
"Fragile creatures." Chonglou smiled dismissively. "A boring scene."
Russell shrugged. He had made his point; whether or not to learn it was up to Chonglou.
"Longkui, sit down and rest for a while. I'll go find you some clothes." Jingtian patted Longkui's back, gently pushed her away from his arms, and wiped away the tear stains that hadn't dried yet with his fingers.
Longkui raised her head, her tear-filled eyes suddenly brightening: "Brother, are you looking for a flowing, wide-sleeved fairy dress for Longkui?"
Without a second thought, Jing Tian patted his chest and readily agreed, "A flowing, wide-sleeved fairy dress, right? No problem!"
Upon reuniting with his younger sister after a thousand years, Jing Tian wished he could pluck all the stars from the sky for Long Kui, let alone a mere dress.
Besides, it's not like he doesn't already have a dress like that—
Wait, it seems he didn't. Half a month ago, he personally sold him to—
Jing Tian's smile froze on his face. He turned his head stiffly, only to see Russell waving at him with a smile.
Fifteen minutes later, Jing Tian, his face green, signed the second contract.
And so, seven days later.
When Xu Changqing arrived in Yong'an with Xuejian, he saw this scene: in the courtyard, Jingtian, shirtless, was being mercilessly thrown around by Luo Su.
Longkui and Mao Mao sat on the veranda, grimacing as they watched, occasionally letting out suppressed gasps, as if they were the ones being beaten, not Jing Tian.
There's a saying, "The pain you feel is my pain," that's exactly how it is.
"What's going on here?" Xuejian asked curiously, standing at the courtyard gate. She noticed that although Jingtian was being beaten, he didn't seem angry at all; in fact, he seemed a little excited.
"Boss is cultivating," Mao Mao replied憨憨地.
"Cultivation?" Xu Changqing opened his mouth, but he was ignorant and had never heard of such a cultivation method. However, considering that a cultivator of Russell's level might have some secrets that were not passed on, he had even less to say. As a disciple of Shu Mountain, it would be a great taboo for him to rashly inquire about the secret methods of other sects.
Moreover, judging from Jing Tian's broad shoulders, narrow waist, straight back, and well-developed muscles, his training must have been very effective.
In the courtyard, Jing Tian lunged at Russell once again, thrusting his demonic sword straight at Russell's chest. Russell dodged to the side and then delivered a whip kick to Jing Tian's abdomen. Jing Tian's body instantly bent into a shrimp shape and flew backward, his back slamming against the courtyard wall, shaking off a layer of dust.
"Is this also cultivation?" Xuejian's eyes widened. Why did she feel like Jingtian was about to be beaten to death?
"This is a targeted training program that Boss Luo developed for my brother." Although Long Kui felt the same heartache, she also knew that it was indeed effective for her brother.
According to Russell, Jing Tian, as the reincarnation of the divine general Fei Peng, had his true spirit and divinity activated twice by him, and his potential had already been unleashed. Ordinary cultivation methods would be meaningless. In addition, he had signed a contract with Chong Lou to fight him in three hundred days. Therefore, Russell prepared the most efficient training method.
Well, there are many different training methods, so I won't go into detail, but in general, there is only one core principle: to take a beating.
"Um, there's something I've wanted to ask for a long time." Xuejian's gaze shifted from Jingtian to Longkui's face, her brows furrowing slightly, her tone carrying a barely perceptible wariness: "Who are you, young lady?"
"My name is Longkui, and I'm your sister." Longkui introduced herself softly, her voice gentle and harmless.
But this couldn't fool Xuejian. As a tea connoisseur, she could tell at first glance that this guy who called himself her sister had designs on the wild boar she had her eye on.
After all, what kind of sister in the world looks at her brother like that?
They're brother and sister now, but from now on they'll be romantic brothers and sisters: "Explain yourself, what brother, what sister?"
"Hey! You pig! Don't bully Longkui!" In the midst of being hit, Jingtian managed to take a second to turn around and shout at Xuejian.
Then Russell delivered an uppercut to his jaw, the fist striking his chin with a dull thud. Jing Tian's head snapped back, he was thrown off the ground, somersaulted in mid-air, and then crashed heavily to the ground, his head and back hitting the ground simultaneously with a loud thud.
KO.
Jing Tian lay sprawled out in the middle of the courtyard, his eyes rolled back, his mouth slightly open, and he remained motionless.
"Well done!" Xuejian clapped and cheered, saying that she deserved it.
"Brother." Longkui covered her mouth, her voice urgent yet soft, making Xuejian's brows throb with anger. This woman, she really is a connoisseur!
"Training, and you're still flirting here." Russell curled his lip, raised his hand, and threw a modified healing spell at Jing Tian.
Jing Tian took a deep breath, like a drowning person being pulled to the surface, and his eyes snapped open.
"Ouch, ouch, ouch!" He writhed on the ground a few times, clutching the spot where he had been beaten, before finally getting up and assuming a fighting stance once more.
These past few days, he's been going through a cycle of being knocked unconscious, receiving treatment, and then being knocked unconscious again. He's gotten used to it and even enjoys it.
Before leaving, the Demon Lord fed him a essence formed from the lifelong cultivation of a high-level demon. This essence was like a warm fire, sinking into his dantian. As he was beaten every day, it continuously merged into his meridians and internal organs, gradually transforming into his true cultivation.
Each time he was hit, a portion of his essence melted away; with each portion melted, his strength increased by a fraction, until after three hundred days, when he had completely converted his essence into combat power and honed his martial arts to the limit, it would be time for him to have a final battle with Chonglou.
Of course, the decisive battle here doesn't refer to a full-scale battle. If it really comes to that, it doesn't matter whether he cultivates or not, since the outcome will be the same anyway.
In their contract, Russell would provide the location for the final battle three hundred days later. Russell would limit Chonglou's combat power to the same level as his own. What he needed to do now was to become as strong as possible within three hundred days, strong enough to fight Chonglou to his heart's content after his power was restricted.
One hour later.
Russell ended today's training with a clean and crisp elbow strike, letting out a satisfied sigh: "That's it for today's training. We'll see you again tomorrow."
"Ah~ I'm finally free!" Upon hearing Russell's words, Jing Tian didn't immediately get up from the ground. Instead, he rolled over, lay on his back with his limbs outstretched, and slumped there like a lump of mud, letting out a sigh of relief.
Although he would never die during training, and although it was very rewarding to gradually become stronger, getting beaten up really hurt!
"Ahem, Brother Jing." Only then did Xu Changqing step forward to greet Luo Su, and then looked at Jing Tian: "Master sent me to pick you up for Mount Shu."
"Didn't that old Taoist priest say he was coming to pick me up seven days ago? Why are you only arriving now, Bai Doufu?" Jing Tian asked curiously.
Xu Changqing coughed awkwardly, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards Russell.
Could he say that his master and superiors were worried that he would be drawn into the war between gods and demons between Russell and Chonglou, which is why it was postponed until today?
Master Qingwei was actually quite helpless. When it comes to receiving people, it doesn't matter if it's seven days earlier or seven days later. But if Xu Changqing is caught up in the aftermath of the war between gods and demons, it won't be a matter of seven days earlier or seven days later, but a matter of being reincarnated decades earlier or later.
"Uh—some things delayed me on the way." Xu Changqing finally chose the safest explanation. Well, Shushan disciples don't speak in riddles, so what he said was the truth and not a lie.
"It's not a big problem." Jing Tian didn't pay much attention to it, as long as he could eventually get to Mount Shu.
You should know that he was able to get the flowing fairy dress back from Russell, but he had to pay the price of the Five Elemental Pearls.
Shushan.
Standing in front of the mountain gate, Master Qingwei felt his eldest disciple and Jingtian's auras return to Mount Shu together, and he was in a great mood, a smile appearing on his face.
The gloom of the past few days dissipated somewhat in this smile, and even the frown lines between his brows eased a little.
Noticing his senior brother's emotions, Cang Gu couldn't help but ask, "Has Chang Qing returned?"
Master Qingwei nodded with a smile, his gaze fixed on the direction at the end of the mountain path: "Let us go and greet them."
"That's how it should be." Elder Heyang nodded in agreement.
Jing Tian came here to seal the evil thoughts that were entrenched in the Demon Locking Tower into a box. In other words, he came to clean up their mess. In addition, Jing Tian's previous life was the number one general in the God Realm. From any perspective, it was not inappropriate for them to go and greet him.
The Five Elders of Shushan then arrived at the square. Qingwei stood at the front, with Canggu and Heyang on the left and right, and Jingming and Youxuan half a step behind. But when they raised their heads, the smiles that had been plastered on their faces froze.
There was no other reason than that, besides Jing Tian, whom they had expected, there was another person with them.
Elder Cang Gu's Adam's apple bobbed, and his fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the handle of his whisk. Why did this jinx come here too?
Changqing was his personal disciple, and he regarded him as even closer than his own son. He was just afraid that Luo Su would settle scores later and implicate Changqing.
"Please calm down." Master Qingwei stepped forward first, waved his whisk, clasped his hands together in front of him, bowed slightly, and said loudly, "Senior, your presence is an honor. Mount Shu has failed to greet you properly, and it is truly an offense."
"It's good that you know." Russell slowly landed in front of the Five Elders of Shu Mountain and nodded seriously.
Master Qingwei's smile froze for a moment. This was supposed to be a polite greeting, but Russell didn't play by the rules at all. So, what should he say now?
At this moment, Jing Tian stepped in to help Qing Wei out of the predicament: "You old Taoist priest, what can't you say in a dream? Why did you have to call me here?"
The stiffness on Master Qingwei's face eased somewhat with these words: "It is for a major event concerning all living beings under heaven."
Jing Tian gestured towards Xu Changqing with a puzzled look: "Although I have no reason to refuse, why won't you let Bai Doufu go? Just because I'm Fei Peng's reincarnation?"
"Yes and no." Master Qingwei originally wanted to play hard to get and use some PUA-like rhetoric, but after remembering that Russell was also present, he immediately gave up the idea: "All things in heaven and earth are within the scope of the Dao. This matter can only be done by you. Changqing can only play a supporting role."
Without the identity of Jing Tian Fei Peng reincarnation, it would be impossible for Xu Changqing alone to enter the God Realm through the Well of Gods and Demons in the Demon Realm.
Not to mention that there is also a descendant of Nuwa who is eyeing them covetously. If Xu Changqing goes down from Mount Shu alone, his family of three or even four can return together in two or three months at most.
Therefore, they also need a carefree hoodlum like Jing Tian to teach Chang Qing, who doesn't yet know how to behave, how to properly handle emotions.
This answer greatly satisfied Jing Tian's vanity. During this time, he had been treated like a toy by Russell, constantly being mocked and abused, which had left him in utter despair: "So what exactly should we do now?"
"Please follow me." Qingwei nodded to Russell, then with a wave of her sleeve, she moved everyone present to the plaza in front of the Demon Locking Tower.
Because Demon Lord Chonglou had recently destroyed the Demon-Sealing Tower, many disciples were still stationed there to maintain the restrictions on the tower.
On the outer layer of a certain tower, there is a layer of purple mist, clinging to it like a maggot clinging to a bone.
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