Chapter 67 – Capture the Spiritual Secret Art
Translator: Seventh Peril Editor: Anuvrat
Everyone’s eyes were somewhat curious as Yue Hao’s voice faded. They looked at the scene above their heads. The sky was filled with stars, appearing extremely strange. And according to what Yue Hao said, the true Third Floor of the Spiritual Art Hall was there? Shouldn’t the Spiritual Secret Arts be recorded on scrolls? How could they be somewhere above their heads?
“*Zoom— Zoom— Zoom—*”
Just as the five of them were stunned, the sound of wind breaking could be heard. They saw a star falling from the sky, turning into a beam of light and shooting towards them.
“What’s going on?” The five figures instinctively retreated with serious expressions on their faces.
“Heh—”
Yue Hao who was standing to the side suddenly extended his hand. Under the astonished gazes of them, he actually managed to grab that ball of light.
The flowing light struggled. After this, it transformed into a silver-white scroll within Yue Hao’s hand. A faint luster flickered on the scroll.
“Spiritual Secret Art!?”
Upon seeing this, Ye Zhong and the rest were momentarily stunned, and only then did they realize that all the Spiritual Secret Arts on the Third Floor were in such a form, how is this possible?
All these scrolls that recorded Spiritual Secret Arts possessed such an extent of intelligence. Then, the Spiritual Secret Arts that existed on the Third Floor should all be Spirit-rank!
The Xingxiang Sect’s background was indeed shocking!
“So, this is how this place works.” Su Yu also nodded with a face full of curiosity and spoke softly. It was obvious that this was her first time entering this place.
“*Whoosh—*”
“Since you guys know how to capture them, then, put in your best effort!” Yue Hao casually let go of the Spiritual Secret Art in his palm and smiled. When he turned around and left the palace, and along with his departure, the entrance gate was slowly closing.
The five of them focused their attention on the scene in mid-air. The stars that covered the sky were extremely attractive to them at this moment.
“*Whoosh— Whoosh— Whoosh—*”
After a short while, the stars in the sky seemed to have all fallen, turning into a meteor shower that rained down from the ceiling of the hall, falling down to the ground.
A hint of curiosity appeared in Ye Zhong’s eyes as he witnessed this scene. He pushed off the ground with his toes and his body soared into the sky. His right hand stretched out, and as he landed, a Spiritual Secret Art was already in his palm.
Ye Zhong gave a casual glance and his eyes narrowed, “Low-grade Spirit-rank Secret Art of Movement — Ghost Track.”
This was clearly a rather special Spiritual Secret Art. If one was able to cultivate it successfully, one’s speed would become extremely fast. Moreover, Spiritual Secret Arts like this were extremely rare.
Ye Zhong was interested in this item and was about to put it in his bosom right away.
“Youngest Junior Brother Ye Zhong, once you enter this place, you can only take away one scroll.” Su Yu, who seemed to understand him quite well, stood to the side and said before letting out a sigh.
Hearing that, Ye Zhong hesitated for a moment before releasing the hand, allowing the Spiritual Secret Art to escape his grasp. Since Yue Hao was secretly observing them, he did not dare to have any other ideas. It was better for him to obediently fight for the Spiritual Secret Art that he really needed.
“Let’s move together.”
Ye Zhong did not say any more nonsense, his figure flashed out once more. Upon seeing Ye Zhong’s actions, Xiao Xin and the rest reacted as well. Their figures flashed and flew out to catch the streams of starry light.
Light and shadow suddenly flickered in the entire hall. As Ye Zhong and the rest moved like ghosts, chasing after the nearest stream of light. However, when they discovered that the item in the light wasn’t suitable for them, they immediately threw it away and rushed towards the next one.
“Hehe, mid-grade Spirit-rank Secret Art of Attack?” Suddenly, a chuckle could be heard in the empty hall. Ye Zhong and the rest turned their heads and saw Cheng Xuan holding a white scroll in his hands. Joy appeared in his eyes.
However, in the instant that joy appeared in Cheng Xuan’s eyes, a powerful rebound came from the white scroll. It directly exploded Cheng Xuan’s palm, turned into a ray of light, and disappeared.
Seeing the cooked duck fly away [1], Cheng Xuan was momentarily stunned. His handsome face became extremely gloomy.
However, now that it had run off, it would be quite difficult to find it again in these myriad streams of light.
“This is getting somewhat interesting.” When Ye Zhong saw this scene, his eyes narrowed slightly. “It seems that the low-grade Spirit-rank ones are easy to obtain, but the mid-grade ones are not that easy to capture. However, that’s what makes it more interesting.”
Once he said that Ye Zhong’s gaze turned slightly strange as he looked at the streams of light covering the sky. It was clear that the scrolls that Cheng Xuan had just obtained were completely different from the others. At the very least, the fluctuations from it were much stronger.
Therefore, Ye Zhong did not continue to catch the flying scrolls. Instead, he landed on the ground and raised his head to look at the streams of light in the sky.
After staring for a while, Ye Zhong could guess that the streams of light were divided into different sizes, but overall, there were many small ones and only a few relatively big ones. If he did not look at them carefully, he could not tell.
Judging from Ye Zhong’s analysis, these few streams of light should be the mid-grade Spirit-rank ones, right?
This level of Spiritual Secret Art should be considered the highest one in the Xingxiang Sect.
“*Zoom— Zoom— Zoom—*”
While Ye Zhong was deep in thought, the others were still trying to catch the Spiritual Secret Art. But even so, they still could not find anything good.
“*Whoosh—*”
Ye Zhong who did not make any move for a while, his feet suddenly moved, and his body pounced forward. Under Cheng Xuan and the rest’s curious gaze, he grabbed the red ball of light.
“*Bang—*”
The moment Ye Zhong grabbed it, an extremely violent force was pouring out, resisting his grasp and forcibly turning his hand away. He was prepared for it though. The Four-Layered Shura Sword Seal appeared on his palm, attempting to capture the red scroll.
“*Boom—*”
A deep muffled sound rang out and the scroll trembled for a moment before the recoil force finally disappeared.
The eyes of Su Yu and Xiao Xin’s group landed on Ye Zhong almost at the same time. Even in this hall, such a scroll was something that could be discovered but not sought. Could it be that he was able to accurately calculate the movement of the scrolls and obtain something from it?
The gazes of Xiao Xin and the rest had become strange.
Ye Zhong, on the other hand, did not have much of an expression on his face. He casually opened his palm, and his expression changed slightly as he appraised the item.
“Not bad, this is indeed a good item!”
“Mid-grade Spirit-rank Secret Art of Attack — Ninth Fire.” Su Yu, who was standing to the side, glanced over and said in a slightly surprised tone, “Youngest Junior Brother, your luck is quite good. This is one of the few Signature Spiritual Secret Arts of our Xingxiang Sect. The fact that you managed to obtain it is all because of your luck.”
“Does Senior Sister like it? Then I’ll give it to you!” Upon hearing her words, Ye Zhong instead tossed the scroll to Su Yu.
Su Yu was stunned but quickly reached out her hand to catch it. She said with a smile that was not a smile, “You really gave it to this Senior Sister.”
Hearing that, Ye Zhong shrugged his shoulders. Although he did not read the Spiritual Secret Art carefully, just the name alone made him feel that it did not fit his aptitude. After all, Ye Zhong came here to find the most suitable Spiritual Secret Art for himself, not to pick one at random.
Seeing Ye Zhong’s expression, Su Yu smiled and kept the item. She actually quite liked it.
At the side, Xiao Xin and the other two looked on speechlessly. The three of them couldn’t even get a single mid-grade Spirit-rank Secret Art, but Ye Zhong actually gave it to someone after he got it.
“Youngest Junior Brother Ye Zhong, you’re only going to give your Senior Sister Su Yu a Spiritual Secret Art, won’t you find one for this Senior Sister as well?” Xiao Xin smiled sweetly at Ye Zhong.
“About this, we don’t seem to be too familiar with each other, right?” Ye Zhong frowned. How could this woman be so thick-skinned? Wasn’t this the first time they met each other?
“This…” Xiao Xin’s face instantly turned somewhat red. For the first time, she realized that her flawless appearance seemed to have lost its effect. Originally, she had thought that as long as she opened her mouth, this Youngest Junior Brother would eagerly do all the work for her.
“Pfff—”
Su Yu, who was at the side, instantly laughed out loud. She was convulsed with laughter, but her laughter was still extremely graceful. She knew very well that her Youngest Junior Brother would act in such a way. Even she, an unparalleled beauty, was nothing in his eyes. If Xiao Xin knew that Ye Zhong had the intention to kill her, she would probably vomit blood out of anger.
“Junior Sister Xiao Xin, this sort of Spiritual Secret Arts is something that requires luck, you can’t force it.” Guo Yan, who was standing behind Xiao Xin, said in a soft voice. It was obvious that he saw that Xiao Xin was losing some face.
“Humph, you’re right. It was already lucky enough to get a scroll of mid-grade Spirit-rank Secret Art. I don’t believe that his luck will be so heaven-defying that he could capture another one.”
Xiao Xin snorted coldly. She shifted her gaze towards the streams of light that filled the sky and then her body instantly flashed out. At this moment, Su Yu had already obtained a mid-grade Spirit-rank Secret Art. No matter what, she had to obtain a scroll of the same level. Otherwise, she would be inferior to Su Yu!
Now, not only did Xiao Xin hate Su Yu but also Ye Zhong, who sided with her.
However, Ye Zhong did not care about her change in mood. He just focused on the streams of light in the sky, preparing to make his move.
TL note(s):
[1] “the cooked duck flew away” a proverb means “to let a sure thing slip through one’s fingers”.