"Mo Qingkuang!" Lin Yang's face was filled with disbelief.
"Brother Lin Yang, what's wrong?" Chu Yanran asked in confusion when she saw Lin Yang's reaction.
Lin Yang took a deep breath and temporarily suppressed the shock in his heart. He said gently to Chu Yanran, "Nothing, I just thought of something. Rest well. I'll go out first."
Seeing as Lin Yang didn't seem to talk anymore, Chu Yanran obediently heed to his advice and cheered him on, "Alright, I will. Brother Lin Yang, you definitely won't lose! Good luck!"
In her current state, she would not be able to personally cheer for Lin Yang tomorrow.
"Don't worry! I will be the Martial Arts Champion!" Lin Yang gently closed the door and left.
"Lin Yang, how is Yanran?" Outside the door, Deacon Lin was waiting with a few disciples. Lin Yang was an alchemist. Because of his closeness to Chu Yanran, it was naturally inconvenient for a few men to enter her boudoir. They could only wait at the door for news.
Lin Yang shook his head slightly, "She's fine. She just suffered from some superficial injuries. I've already given her medicine. She'll recover in a few days."
"That's good. Kuang Qing has gone against my Origin Sword Sect time and time again. If there's a chance, this old man won't let him off!" Deacon Lin nodded and gritted his teeth.
"Lin Yang! How can you call yourself a man? How could you watch Kuang Qing humiliate Yanran like that?" Song Qian questioned Lin Yang.
Lin Yang looked at him indifferently, "Then what should we have done? Give up and jump off the ring to challenge someone else's ring? Abstaining is a small matter. If we break the rules, the Central Plains will have a reason to deal with us!"
"You..." Song Qian was rendered speechless, but he had no way to retort.
"Lin Yang did the right thing. The overall situation is important! There will be plenty of opportunities for revenge," Deacon Lin waved his hand, indicating for Song Qian to stop talking.
This kid kept saying how much he cared about Chu Yanran, but in the end, he couldn't bear to give up his own stance and blamed other people.
The disgrace of the Origin Sword Sect started from him! Deacon Lin was getting more and more disgusted with Song Qian's behavior.
"I'm going back to my room to cultivate," Lin Yang cupped his fists perfunctorily and turned to leave.
....
He quickly returned to his room.
As soon as Lin Yang entered the room, he impatiently asked his teacher, "Master! You said Kuang Qing is Mo Qingkuang? Isn't Mo Qingkuang dead?"
He had clearly received a tip that Mo Qingkuang had fought with him and died from his injuries after being defeated. The Mo Clan had already prepared his funeral.
"Dead? Did you see his body? Or better yet, did anyone aside from the Mo Clan see his body?" The Alchemist Saint slowly floated out and shook his head.
"Even if he is Mo Qingkuang, he has consumed a forbidden drug and gone berserk. His meridians have all been destroyed. How can he catch up to my progress in such a short time?" Lin Yang gritted his teeth. He defeated Mo Qingkuang. He had personally seen Mo Qingkuang suffer serious injuries and his meridians destroyed.
"Perhaps he has the help of a powerful alchemist behind him. According to what I know, only a grade-eight medicinal pill, the Book Changing Pill, can recover one's Qi Paths. If this is really the case, there is at least a grade-eight alchemist behind him!" The Alchemist Saint said with a solemn expression,
A grade eight alchemist was already not much different from when he was at his peak. When he was alive, he was at the peak of ninth grade. As for the God Tier Master who had not appeared for countless years, he had not touched the threshold before he got to where he was today.
Moreover, he was now dead, and only a wisp of his soul was left. The grade of the pills he could refine was not as good as before.
"Grade-eight! He even has a God-Tier cultivation technique!" Lin Yang suddenly remembered that Kuang Qing in the Flower-Plucking Emperor Mausoleum had also shown signs of a god-grade technique.
"He obtained the Flower-Picking Treasure Mirror from King Nian Hua. Lin Yang, this opponent is going to be difficult to deal with." The Alchemist Saint sighed.
When suddenly something crossed his mind, "He seems to know of my existence. Could it be that the person behind him also knows of my existence?"
Hearing the Saint Alchemist's words, Lin Yang was terrified, "Master, who were the people who killed you back then?"
A trace of fear, anger, and unwillingness flashed in the Alchemist Saint's eyes.
After a long while, he answered, "It's better if you don't know now. They are very powerful and despicable! You only need to know that I'm a peak first-grade Saint. My alchemy skills are unrivaled in the world. I have many strong friends, but I'm still not their match. I was easily destroyed by them."
Lin Yang clenched his fists. He was still too weak. He could not deal with the enemy, could not help his teacher, and could not even protect his lover!
He muttered to himself for a moment before suddenly raising his head to look at the Alchemist Saint. The determination in his eyes was unshakable, "Master, I want to enter the second stage of the Hell Cultivation Method in advance!"
"No, the Hell Cultivation technique is effective, but it will cause unbearable pain. With your current cultivation, you won't be able to withstand it! If you forcefully enter the second stage, you will die if you make a mistake. If that happens, I won't be able to save you!" The Alchemist Saint shook his head decisively.
The Hell Cultivation technique was a cultivation plan specially formulated by the Saint Alchemist for Lin Yang. There were many stages, and its purpose was to maximize Lin Yang's potential.
As the name suggested, although the effect of this cultivation method was obvious, the pain was not something that ordinary people could bear. Lin Yang had already challenged his limits many times in the first stage, but if he forced himself to enter the second stage, he would almost certainly die!
Lin Yang's eyes were filled with anticipation.,"I can't wait any longer. If he really is Mo Qingkuang, then I'll fight him to the death! I don't have the confidence to defeat him now. I have to improve. I can't lose!"
"Moreover, he is very likely to be one of their chess pieces. If I can't even defeat him, how can I avenge you in the future? I have to become stronger, faster! For myself, for Yanran, and for you! If I can defeat him once, I can defeat him a second time!" The last sentence was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Lin Yang, there's still a long way to go. You have a Heaven-Grade Innate Ability, so your future achievements will definitely far exceed his! Why rush? Your master's enemies are so strong that they are almost unshakable. Unless you break through to the Divine level, you will still be powerless! Lin Yang, I know you're confident, but you have to know that if you die, you'll have nothing!" The Saint Alchemist advised earnestly.
"Master, the reason why I was able to work my way up from a good-for-nothing to where I am today is because of my indomitable spirit! If I cower, I will never be able to defeat him! Not to mention breaking through to the Divine level!" Lin Yang said firmly, "Master, please grant my wish!"
He knelt on the ground and kowtowed deeply.
The Alchemist Saint's aged face was visibly moved. This child was too hardworking.
Didn't he also take a fancy to his indomitable spirit?
"Alright, let's fight! If we win, we'll be above ten thousand people. If we lose, we'll die together!" He gritted his teeth and agreed.
Lin Yang kowtowed again, "Thank you, Master."
"You have to be prepared. The second stage is even more terrifying than you can imagine,"
"I'm not afraid!"
The Saint Alchemist nodded solemnly and raised his palm. A black flame rose from his illusory hand and slowly entered Lin Yang's body.
Lin Yang's expression changed, and his facial features twisted in pain. He tore off a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it until it made a cracking sound.
Night quietly enveloped the entire capital.
When the morning light shone on this land again, a new round of genius battles would begin.