Translator: Larbre Studio
Editor: Larbre Studio
“Your Majesty, what are potato chips?” Scouring through his mind, Zhuge Ming still could not find an answer to his query, directing it to Lin Qian.
“They are a snack made from potatoes. Let me tell you about it, make them for me.” That question sparked a brilliant idea within Lin Qian.
In the past, the game, Fantasy Dynasty, had offered very high freedom to their players in some aspects.
For example, the players could bring in data from the modern world to the game. With this feature, Lin Qian had introduced the data of vegetables, fruits, plants and medicinal herbs into the game. From there, he had even managed to grow them within the Huaxi Empire.
When the products of modern society’s data clashed with the game’s original items, incredible results could be obtained. Some unfathomable benefits, such as a 30% increase in potency of aphrodisiacs, was captured when Cola was mixed in as an ingredient.
After leaving the critical instructions, Lin Qian returned to the courtyard he stayed at with his teacher. As he returned, the puppet which took his place vanished within a matter of seconds, immediately after he sat on his own bed, he crossed his legs and readied his cultivation stance. Downing an EXP Pot, he quickly began his training.
The Heaven and Earth’s Energy controlled by Heaven’s Slit surged out unceasingly matching with the EXP Pot’s potency.
Lin Qian only had five days before his death match with Lei Qian. His preparation time was tight and little. As the time ticked by, he fumbled to grasp onto every second possible. After all, this bastard was the toughest opponent he had ever faced, there could not be the slightest bit of error.
Despite that, Lin Qian had absolute, unwavering confidence in himself. After these five days, he knew he could bring about a vast and unprecedented advancement to his cultivation.
Lei Qian? Not a source of concern.
Within the Universal Phenomenon Sect, they had fully adopted Lin Qian’s advice, changing their scheme of practice to fit Earth’s Class System. Between each period of lessons, the disciples mingled and chatted. Amongst their gossips, the upcoming deathmatch was highly discussed.
Within the classroom area designated for the Outer Disciples, Bai Ren had just left his own lecture room. As he stepped out, he heard someone calling him.
“Ye Lin, Ye Long, Ye Feng, what brings you guys here?” Looking at the trio, Bai Ren was quite surprised by their visit.
“Brother Bai, is Brother Lin Qian’s opponent that powerful?” Rushing to Bai Ren’s side, Ye Lin grasped onto his robes, looking worriedly into his eyes.
Taking a heavy sigh, he nodded to the little girl, “Yes he is, Within the Inner Disciples, Lei Qian could be counted as the best of the best. Across the entire region of Linhai Province, he had even established quite a name for himself.”
“But, isn’t Brother Lin the Young Emperor? Isn’t there something that could be done about this?” As Ye long heard those heavy words, anxiety began pumping through his heart.
At the same time, despair had crushed Ye Feng entirely, as her head drooped and shook in dismay, “Oh no! How did this happen?”
On their way to the Universal Phenomenon Sect, they had spent half a month in close interaction with Lin Qian. In that short two weeks, Lin Qian’s charisma and skills had completely won over the hearts of the young ones from Mt Ba City. These included the arrogant siblings, Ye Long and Ye Feng.
When they settled down, the powerful support and popularity for Lin Qian within the Named Disciples and the Outer Disciples had taken them by even greater surprise, heightening their respect for Lin Qian.
While they soaked in the glory Lin Qian had brought for Mt Ba City, the grim, devastating news of Lin Qian’s death battle with Lei Qian shocked them to their core. Naturally, they had learnt of the reason alongside it.
While their hearts fluttered with admiration for Lin Qian’s heroic act, it shook with fear and worry. What if the battle turned out the way everyone predicted? The inevitable death of Lin Qian.
“From the look of it, Brother Lin’s battle is destined to be, as they say, almost certain death.” As he spoke, Bai Ren’s eyes glistened. Yet, a glimmer of hope suddenly flashed across, “but still, I believe that he would turn the tables around.”
“Previously, when Brother Lin brought us out on a mission, we had also fallen into this difficult situation with a Nirvana Stage Soul Beast.”
“Just when the impending doom froze us in our steps, Brother Lin rushed forward bare-handed. A Materialised Vitality Stage Practitioner like him ended up pummeling the Nirvana Stage Soul Beast to death!”
The incredible story drew a loud gasp from the Ye Family Trio. Never had they imagined, Bai Ren and Lin Qian had such a past.
Soul-Beast, they had an absolute advantage over humans with the naturally sturdy bodies. Yet, Lin Qian could kill a Nirvana Stage Soul-Beast while unarmed at the Materialised Vitality Stage.
“No Wonder Brother Bai holds Brother Lin with such exceedingly high respect.” Now, Ye Long finally understood the reason why Bai Ren, the man blessed by Heavens, respected and followed Lin Qian so faithfully.
“Of course, he saved my life. So we must believe in him, Brother Lin will definitely defeat Lei Qian!” Resolutely and decisively Bai Ren stated his belief that Lin Qian would bring about a miracle.
“Oh, is that so? From what I heard, this Young Emperor had been hiding in his room. What a coward that does not even dare to face us.” Right at that moment, a contemptuous voice rang at the worst possible moment.
Turning around, the group saw a thin, sharp mouthed youngster. Behind the ugly brat, several followed, their faces staring down condescendingly.
Looking at this group, Bai Ren snorted coldly, “HAHA! Seems like it’s just the group of you, Yuan Hou! Just the miserable lackeys of the dog-faced Lei Kun.
“Hmph! Aren’t you Lin Qian’s lackey too, Bai Ren? What makes you think you got the right to act all superior?” The ugly brat, Yuan Hou retorted, glaring back disdainfully.
“Brother Lin treats us as brothers, helping us in times of need and difficulty like we are his younger brothers. As for Lei Qian, he commands you around, never even looking in the eyes. To him, you all are just obedient pets and tools.”
“Bai Ren!” Snapping loudly, Yuan Hou jabbed a finger straight at Bai Ren’s nose, “You can savour the last few days of cockiness. When Lin Qian dies, let me see if you dare to run your mouth again!”
“Brother Lin, he will not die!”
“Just trash that will never break into Nirvana Stage, a good for nothing that cannot Weapon Soul Materialise, a one-trick donkey with some brute force. Let us wait and see how Brother Lei Qian would blast him into a mush of goo. Then, you will know that a fake prodigy that followed the warped path is just pathetic in the face of a true genius!”
Finishing up his mockery, Yuan Hou brushed his arm aside violently, taking his leave with his crew.
“Fake prodigy?” Glaring at the vanishing figures, Ye Lin mumbled unhappily, his fury boiling within, “Stupid ugly monkey, who are you to judge?!”
“Brother Lin’s Soul Energy is dense and voluminous, his physique is terrifying. All the weaker Nirvana Stage Inner disciples claim that Brother utilised Pills and External aid to achieve this prowess.”
“But, I know that Brother is not a fake prodigy. Every time he is free, Brother Lin is training, never wasting even a moment of time.”
“His overwhelming abilities are not just attributed to talent, but raw hard work and effort. I really hope that he can make another miracle possible.”
On the side, Ye Long stood silently, his brows furrowing deeper than ever.
“Brother, what are you thinking about?” On his side, his sister, Ye Feng noticed his deep thoughts, asked in concern.
Ye Long simply brushed her off, shaking his head. Within his heart, he still always thought about the night where Lin Qian watched the night with him while on their journey to Universal Phenomenon Sect.
That night, Lin Qian had offered guidance and advice to him. They had even sparred lightly.
Vaguely, he recalled a shocking sight, When Lin Qian first activated his Soul Energy, there were two colours.
Half of it was a beautiful Purple Gold, resounding in a booming crash of Thunder.
The other half was a White Sheen of Blue, Frost Freezing into the depths of one’s bones.
However, the flabbergasting sight lasted for a mere second. It quickly disappeared once Lin Qian suppressed and controlled the circulation.
“Hmph, they all claim that Brother Lin would die” As the memory of the awe-inspiring battle they had surfaced in Ye Long’s mind, he thought to himself, “Brother Lin, he is not as simple as he seems.”