Immortal God of War
Chapter 339 Short-Sightedness_1
CHAPTER 339: CHAPTER 339 SHORT-SIGHTEDNESS_1
Such a shameless and despicable man, and he had such good luck?
This isn’t fair!
"Well? Are you convinced?" Fatty looked at Qin Feiyang and the Wolf King triumphantly.
"Convinced."
"Completely convinced."
The man and wolf nodded weakly.
Fatty snatched the jade slip and chuckled mischievously, "Do you know why Master Fatty’s moral character is so good?"
"Why?" the Wolf King asked humbly.
Fatty said proudly, "Because being shameless can improve one’s moral character. If you want to have good moral character, you must learn more from Master Fatty."
Qin Feiyang’s face twitched. Shamelessness can improve moral character? Who is he trying to fool? He must have stepped in dog shit when he left the house this morning. Alas! Comparing oneself to others is so frustrating!
With a despairing sigh, he began to focus on comprehending the Wind Controlling Steps.
In less than an hour, he had thoroughly comprehended both the Wind Controlling Steps and the Cold Wind Palm, memorizing them completely.
That was too quick!
Qin Feiyang almost couldn’t believe it. He turned to look at the Wolf King and Fatty, who were still immersed in their comprehension.
Another hour passed, and the Wolf King and Fatty also opened their eyes one after another.
Seeing Qin Feiyang looking at them, they were both a little surprised.
The Wolf King asked curiously, "Xiao Qinzi, why aren’t you comprehending?"
Qin Feiyang replied, "I’ve already thoroughly comprehended everything. How about you?"
"I’ve also comprehended it all."
"Strange, didn’t you say three months wouldn’t be enough? How did you finish so quickly?"
The Wolf King and Fatty were surprised and suspicious.
Qin Feiyang frowned and whispered, "We’ll talk about it when we get out."
The two men and the wolf stood up and put the jade slips back into the iron boxes.
At that moment, the six iron boxes rose into the air, moving like lightning in the void.
The eyes of the two men and the wolf couldn’t keep up at all.
In the end, no one saw where the six iron boxes stopped.
The Wolf King said, "They’ve really made this Martial Arts Treasury foolproof."
"It has to be this way. Otherwise, every disciple could obtain high-level Battle Arts," Qin Feiyang said.
Take Fatty’s Step of Unification, for example. If the iron box didn’t move, after Fatty got out, he could tell others its location, and they could also obtain it. But now, to get the Step of Unification, one could only rely on luck.
The two men and the wolf walked up to the red-haired old man.
Before they could speak, the red-haired old man opened his eyes and transmitted his voice, "You didn’t find a suitable Battle Art?"
Qin Feiyang was about to say they had already comprehended theirs, but the red-haired old man spoke again, "Youngsters, don’t be so ambitious. Battle Arts are rare to begin with, and you only have one chance. Cherish it."
"Huh?"
The two men and the wolf were stunned.
Qin Feiyang, feeling it wasn’t worth explaining anymore, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your reminder, Senior, but our minds are made up. Please open the tower gate."
"Suit yourselves."
The red-haired old man glanced at them indifferently. With a wave of his aged hand, the tower gate swiftly opened.
"Let’s go."
Qin Feiyang called out, turned, and strode out of the Martial Arts Treasury.
The Wolf King and Fatty followed closely behind.
As soon as they walked out, the tower gate closed instantly.
WHOOSH!
The Hall Master of the Martial Palace appeared in the Martial Arts Treasury and looked at the red-haired old man. He transmitted his voice, puzzled, "How did they leave so soon?"
The red-haired old man replied, "Today’s young people are too picky. They look down on low-level Battle Arts."
The Hall Master of the Martial Palace had a moment of realization. "So that’s how it is," he said. "And here I thought they had already comprehended them!"
"Don’t be ridiculous."
"Even Lu Xingchen, ranked first in comprehension, took a full month to comprehend a Lower Class Martial Arts Technique back then."
"They’ve been in here for less than two hours. How could they possibly have comprehended anything thoroughly?"
"I really dislike such overly ambitious young people."
The red-haired old man shook his head, the disapproval in his eyes undisguised.
The Hall Master of the Martial Palace sighed, "I originally thought they were all promising talents. I wanted to find an opportunity to lure them to the Martial Palace. It seems that was an unnecessary effort on my part."
The red-haired old man said, "Give up on them. No matter how talented such arrogant people are, their future achievements will be limited."
The Hall Master of the Martial Palace nodded and instantly vanished without a trace.
Their entire conversation was conducted via voice transmission, so no one else heard it.
But if Qin Feiyang and the others had heard it, they would have certainly mocked the two for their short-sightedness.
「On the winding path.」
The Wolf King and Fatty were chuckling nonstop.
Qin Feiyang, however, walked with his head down, deep in thought.
Fatty glanced at Qin Feiyang, then went over and slung an arm around his shoulder.
"Boss, don’t be like that!"
"Master Fatty isn’t that disloyal. Later, Master Fatty will make a copy of the cultivation method for the Step of Unification for you," he comforted.
Qin Feiyang said, "Battle Arts cannot be copied."
"Cannot be copied?"
Fatty paused, then said smugly, "Well, in that case, there’s nothing I can do. You can just be jealous!"
Qin Feiyang shook his head and chuckled. He did feel a bit envious, but not jealous. Not really. He was just wondering why it was so effortless to comprehend the Battle Arts—not just for him, but also for Fatty and the Wolf King.
"I understand now."
Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he finally had an epiphany.
"Understand what?"
Fatty and the Wolf King looked at him in confusion.
"The reason we can comprehend Battle Arts so quickly is because we have opened the Door of Potential."
"Each layer of the Door of Potential we open increases our potential."
"And comprehension is closely related to potential."
"The better the potential, the better the comprehension."
"In other words, our comprehension has far surpassed that of others," Qin Feiyang explained.
Fatty realized, "So that’s what it is! And Master Fatty thought it was because he was exceptionally talented!"
"Can’t you stop being so narcissistic?"
The Wolf King rolled his eyes at him. "That red-haired old man doesn’t seem too pleased with us."
Qin Feiyang said, "He must think we picked a Lower Class Battle Art, looked down on it, and didn’t want to comprehend it, which is why he said we were aiming too high."
Fatty chuckled. "I wonder what his reaction would be if he knew we’ve already comprehended them thoroughly?"
"Let’s go! We’ll find that damned old geezer right now and show off, give his old face a good slap!"
The Wolf King perked up at the suggestion.
"You, just calm down."
"I can’t be bothered to waste my breath on such a self-righteous old fellow."
"Let’s go. We’ll head back, refine some Healing Pills and Bone-renewing Pills, and then we’ll go outside the city," Qin Feiyang said.
"What are we going to do outside the city?" Fatty frowned.
"Although we’ve thoroughly understood the Battle Arts, we still need actual combat to truly master them."
Just as Qin Feiyang finished speaking, the Image Crystal Stone showed activity.
When he took it out, Yin Yuanming’s illusion quickly materialized.
Yin Yuanming smiled, "Brother Qin, it’s been many days. I trust you’ve been well!"
Qin Feiyang shook his head. "Cut the pleasantries. If you have something to say, just say it!"
"Brother Qin is indeed a straightforward man."
Yin Yuanming laughed heartily and asked, "I wonder, Brother Qin, do you still have any Potential Elixirs?"
Qin Feiyang frowned. "The two I gave you last time allowed you to earn over twenty billion Gold Coins. Isn’t that enough?"
Yin Yuanming was taken aback, then chuckled. "Brother Qin, you misunderstand. This time, I will use Gold Coins to purchase them. I definitely won’t take them for free."
Qin Feiyang said, "Then tell me, how much for one?"
Yin Yuanming held up one finger. "A round figure: ten billion Gold Coins."
Qin Feiyang frowned. "Then first tell me the exact transaction price for the two Potential Elixirs auctioned earlier."
Yin Yuanming said, "The first one was auctioned for eleven billion Gold Coins, the second for ten point nine billion Gold Coins."
"So, if I sell them to you for ten billion Gold Coins each, you’ll still make a profit of nearly one or two billion Gold Coins per pill?"
"You people at the Treasure Pavilion really conduct business with such conscience!" Qin Feiyang remarked sarcastically.
Although one or one and a half billion Gold Coins might not seem like a substantial amount to Qin Feiyang now, if accumulated, it would be a considerable sum.
He had over two hundred of them.
If he sold them all to the Treasure Pavilion, the Treasure Pavilion could earn at least two hundred billion Gold Coins.
"Brother Qin, you can’t put it that way!"
"Although we at the Treasure Pavilion did indeed make a considerable profit, we need to advertise, and there’s a series of miscellaneous matters. Those costs also have to be deducted."
"Actually, we don’t earn that much," Yin Yuanming said with a smile.
"Do you think I’m a fool?"
"With the power of the Potential Elixir, once word gets out, hordes of people will immediately rush to buy it. Do you even need to advertise?" Qin Feiyang shot him a disdainful look.
Yin Yuanming chuckled awkwardly, feeling rather helpless. This brat is really hard to deal with.
A glint flashed in Qin Feiyang’s eyes, and a smile crept onto his face. "Of course, the Potential Elixirs can be sold to you. I could even give you two more, but I have a condition."
"What condition?" Yin Yuanming was overjoyed.
Qin Feiyang said, "I want a perfect Battle Art."
"A perfect Battle Art!"
Yin Yuanming’s eyes went blank. He smiled bitterly. "There are no perfect Battle Arts in the entire Spirit State. Where do you expect me to find one for you?"
Qin Feiyang’s eyebrow twitched. None in the entire Spirit State? It seems perfect Battle Arts can only be sought after returning to the Imperial Capital.
Qin Feiyang said, "Then a top-class Battle Art will do. Preferably a support-type Battle Art."
Yin Yuanming sighed. "Top-class Battle Arts are also hard to find, especially support-type ones. I’ll do my best!"
Qin Feiyang nodded. "Alright then. Also, prepare materials for one million Battle Intent Pills for me. I’ll come to collect them tomorrow."
"What!"
"One million sets!"
Yin Yuanming was dumbfounded.
After Qin Feiyang turned off the Image Crystal Stone, he went straight back to the alchemy room.
「Not until the next morning did he emerge from the alchemy room.」
In total, he had concocted one thousand Healing Pills, one thousand Bone-renewing Pills, and one thousand Rebirth Pills.
All were pills bearing two Elixir Patterns.
After packing up the pills and storing the Pill Furnace in the ancient castle, Qin Feiyang led the Wolf King and Fatty out of the alchemy room.
At that moment, six figures came into Qin Feiyang’s view.
They were the six young men and women with Ninth Level spiritual power.
But now, all six were bruised and battered, their bodies stained with grime and blood. Furthermore, their expressions were dejected, their eyes lifeless, and they all looked pitifully at Qin Feiyang.
Qin Feiyang couldn’t help but find it amusing. Undoubtedly, this was the work of Shao Hong and Dong Cheng.
He cleared his throat and asked, "What are you all doing here?"
"Senior Brother Qin, please let us off!"
"We were blind in the past to help Lu Ziyuan and the others humiliate you. We’re willing to kowtow and apologize to you, will that do?"
With a thud, all six knelt on the ground, pleading incessantly.
"I don’t understand what you’re talking about."
Qin Feiyang shook his head, directly opened a teleportation portal, and left with the Wolf King and Fatty.
"It’s over."
"Our good days are definitely over now."
"Why were we so foolish as to offend him back then!"
The six of them sighed in deep regret, their hearts overflowing with remorse.