Chapter 113: A Hidden Reward?
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An itch in your hand? Shall we have a little practice?
Damn it, kid, have you lost your mind? Not a single person here has a cultivation level lower than you, yet you dare to say such things?
Everyone present was utterly baffled, their minds struggling to comprehend as they looked at Chen Xiang.
There were eight of them here, and including Li Chu, that made nine. Li Chu’s cultivation was the lowest among them, and everyone else—except for the young man—was at least at the sixth level of Nascent Soul. So what was the point of a fourth-level Nascent Soul like Chen Xiang making a fuss?
The young man was momentarily taken aback but then smirked playfully, “You want to spar with me?”
Chen Xiang scoffed disdainfully, correcting him, “Not spar, but practice. Do you even understand the difference? If not, I’ll find someone else.”
Everyone else was speechless.
What’s the difference between sparring and practicing anyway?
“Are you messing with me?” The young man leaned back in his chair, fixing Chen Xiang with a cold gaze.
“No, no, no! How could I mess with you? I don’t go for that kind of thing, don’t get me wrong!” Chen Xiang took a few steps back nervously, waving his hands.
Then, he stared at the young man again, his lips curling into a look of disdain.
The young man furrowed his brow, glanced at himself, then suddenly understood. His expression darkened as he slammed his palm down on the nearby tea table, shattering it with a loud crack. “How dare you!”
“At first, Han Wei told me not to trouble you, but since you’re so ungrateful, I have no choice but to act!” The young man’s anger faded quickly, returning to his usual calm as he spoke coolly.
Behind him, the hidden figures revealed themselves—eight men dressed in tight black clothing, with only their heads visible, exuding a faint, eerie black aura. They did not conceal their presence; among them were three at sixth level Nascent Soul, two at seventh, two at eighth, and one at ninth level.
All eight sneered coldly at Chen Xiang, as if mocking his arrogance.
Chen Xiang was speechless. This young man looked strong and confident—the prime of youth—and yet was remarkably patient.
But in the next moment, Chen Xiang caught the thick disdain in his eyes and realized:
This kid looked down on me!
Of course. He was a second-level Divine Transformation cultivator, naturally dismissive of a mere fourth-level Nascent Soul like Chen Xiang. Plus, everyone on his side was stronger than him!
Chen Xiang remained calm. After a significant boost in his own strength, even facing a peak Divine Transformation opponent, he no longer feared direct confrontation.
“Oh, that woman really doesn’t trust me at all. Looks like I need to teach her a lesson,” Chen Xiang said seriously, feigning sincerity.
“Hmph, capture him for me, and then smash that mouth of his!” The young man’s eyes flashed coldly as he stopped hiding, reclining lazily in his chair.
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“Yes, sir!” The men behind responded respectfully and immediately attacked Chen Xiang.
Chen Xiang laughed heartily, “Haha! So you really have a thing with that little beauty. What a pity—I should have taken more advantage of that!”
“Break his limbs,” the young man commanded, then closed his eyes, no longer watching, gently stroking his folding fan as if falling asleep.
Chen Xiang sighed inwardly, “This guy’s got the act down perfectly!”
Two of the sixth-level Nascent Soul men in black lunged forward, each brandishing a dagger that gleamed faintly like a serpent’s tongue, aiming for Chen Xiang’s hands and feet.
Chen Xiang’s feet moved with the speed of thunder, dodging effortlessly.
He then wielded his coiling dragon staff, unleashing a flurry of strikes toward them.
“Bang!” “Bang!”
Two muffled sounds echoed as the two were struck down, their heads shattered. They twitched convulsively before going still—two headless corpses.
“Ding! Congratulations to Chen Xiang of the Su group for killing a Nascent Soul cultivator. You have earned 50,000 experience points and a low-level Nascent Soul spirit!”
“Ding! Congratulations to Chen Xiang of the Su group for killing a Nascent Soul cultivator. You have earned 50,000 experience points and a low-level Nascent Soul spirit!”
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“Ding! Detected intermediate Heavenly Grade body technique: Shadow Tactic. Congratulations, host! You have triggered a hidden reward. Killing a Nascent Soul cultivator practicing Shadow Tactic will grant one fragment of the Shadow Tactic manual. Collect ten fragments to synthesize the original intermediate Heavenly Grade Shadow Tactic!”
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“Ding! Congratulations to host Chen Xiang for obtaining one fragment of the intermediate Heavenly Grade Shadow Tactic manual!”
“Ding! Congratulations to host Chen Xiang for obtaining one fragment of the intermediate Heavenly Grade Shadow Tactic manual!”
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Chen Xiang was stunned, then delighted.
Damn! There’s a hidden reward?
And it’s an intermediate Heavenly Grade body technique!
This Shadow Tactic must be the concealment technique those people were using just now. Chen Xiang’s powerful divine sense could only detect their presence, not their exact location. Elder Li couldn’t even sense it at all!
This was a valuable treasure!
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Chen Xiang grinned slyly. With this Shadow Tactic, it would be much easier to handle... well, certain matters in the future. He chuckled to himself.
While Chen Xiang was lost in his fantasies, the crowd was stunned.
Even the young man who hadn’t looked at him opened his eyes, staring at Chen Xiang in disbelief.
What had they just seen? Two sixth-level Nascent Soul cultivators attacking head-on, only to be instantly killed by a fourth-level Nascent Soul kid?
Some pinched themselves or rubbed their eyes, wondering if they were dreaming or seeing things.
But the fact remained—this was real!
“Well done, kid. You’ve got some skill,” the young man said calmly.
He didn’t care about his two subordinates’ deaths; after all, their sect had plenty of Nascent Soul cultivators. If they died, so be it.
Chen Xiang snapped back to reality, propping his coiling dragon staff on his shoulder, looking somewhat reluctant. “Those two were just too weak, not to my taste. Looks like you’re the only one here with a higher level than me, so I’ll reluctantly spar with you.”
“How dare you! Don’t think killing two people makes you so arrogant. Our young master is so noble—how could he dirty his hands with some wild brat like you?” Li Chu stepped forward, shouting loudly.
The remaining men behind the young man were also enraged by Chen Xiang’s words, each stepping forward to challenge him.
“Kid, don’t get too cocky! Watch me teach you a lesson!”
“Young master, your precious self cannot be sullied by this brat’s hands!”
“Exactly! This lowly scum has no manners. Young master, don’t let his words provoke you!”
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All of them wanted to teach Chen Xiang a lesson and gain favor with the young man.
Chen Xiang first gave Li Chu a faint smile.
Li Chu shrank back at Chen Xiang’s gaze but then looked toward the young man, puffing out his chest.
The young man waved his hand. “If I strike him, it does dirty my hands. You all go ahead. This time, break all his limbs and destroy his dantian!”
“Yes!” They cheered eagerly.
“To be continued...”