Lei Jing looked at the five pieces of jade on the table with some disdain, three jade bracelets and two jade rings.
For a martial arts expert, what were a few pieces of jade? With a single Spirit Crystal, one could buy back a large basket.
Lei Jing pursed his lips, stretched out two fingers, picked up a spatial ring, as if what he grabbed in his hand was a sh*thouse, gently played with it for a bit, then threw it back to the tabletop, and also fiercely wiped his fingers on his sleeve, and said in an unsavoury manner: ”Just these few pieces of jade artifacts of yours, you also want to put them into the auction house? Don’t disgrace me, okay? The Heavenly Demon Martial City’s auction house is the largest auction house in the thirty-six counties of the Heavenly Demon Ridge, and only the most top-notch treasures can be sent for consignment. Those who can enter the auction house are all first class big shots.”
Lei Jing’s meaning is very simple, quickly take away these few sh*tty …… not …… jade artefacts of yours, don’t bring them out to disgrace people =.
Zhang Ruochen laughed, “Master, would you look again?”
“Look again?”
Lei Jing stared towards the tabletop, his heart suspicious, could there be any other mysteries hidden in these pieces of jade?
Holding on to his curiosity, Lei Jing once again picked up a spatial ring and injected a strand of true qi into the ring.
“Wow!”
As the true qi surged into the ring, on the surface of the ring, a faint white halo emerged, as if a door of nothingness had opened on the ring, leading to a mysterious space.
After discovering the mystery of the spatial ring, Lei Jing’s pupils immediately radiated an intimidating light, and once again looking at the pieces of jade on the table, it was almost like an old pervert seeing a group of stunning beauties stripped naked.
Lei Jing stared at Zhang Ruochen again and gathered the five spatial treasures into a pile, stretching out a large hand and pressing the five spatial treasures tightly underneath the palm of his hand as if he was afraid that they would fly away.
Lei Jing coughed dryly twice, and said without turning red or changing colour: “Zhang Ruochen, your time with Master is still short, so I guess you still don’t know that you have a total of five Masters. Seeing that these pieces of jade are really exquisitely polished, Master thought in his heart, why don’t I bring them back as a gift from your filial piety to them.”
Zhang Ruochen sensed a hint of something bad when Lei Jing opened his mouth, but he didn’t expect that the hallowed Silver-robed Elder Pavilion Pavilion Master would still be an old shrew, wanting to pit even his own disciple’s treasures.
Luckily, Zhang Ruochen was prepared and calmly said, “Doesn’t the Master want to know how my disciple obtained these pieces of jade?”
Lei Jing also revealed a curious expression and asked, “Right! Master was about to enquire.”
Zhang Ruochen said, “Disciple once discovered an ancient cave left over from the Middle Ages and obtained some treasures inside, not only these few jade artefacts, but also a few top level cultivation techniques.”
In order to conceal his identity as the son of Emperor Ming from 800 years ago, Zhang Ruochen could only make up a lie first.
This was also something very helpless!
Lei Jing had long predicted that Zhang Ruochen must have had some sort of miraculous encounter, otherwise, how could he, a prince of an inferior county, have opened up twenty-seven meridians?
At the very least, the technique he cultivated must be quite remarkable.
This wasn’t something strange, the Kunlun Realm had a long history and an unknown number of powerful people had been born since ancient times, even if Zhang Ruochen came across an ancient saint’s cave, it wasn’t a strange thing.
Lei Jing was a man of principle, so he didn’t ask Zhang Ruochen about his strange encounter, and he didn’t even think about snatching Zhang Ruochen’s cultivation technique.
Just like Yan Lixuan back then, it was for a Spirit Grade Upper Grade Sword Technique that caused himself to develop a knot in his heart and was unable to break through the realm for decades.
It could be said that the loss was greater than the gain.
Lei Jing stared Avray at Zhang Ruochen and said, “What do you mean?”
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said, “As far as I know, there is only one chance for a martial artist to change their technique, and that is when they are in the Fish Dragon Realm.”
“The Fish Dragon Realm is also known as the ‘Nine Changes of Fish Dragon’. At this realm, a martial artist will undergo nine times of deconversion. A martial artist who is able to complete the nine times of detransformation is like a carp leaping over the Dragon Gate, a fish transforming into a dragon and crossing the Sacred Gate in one fell swoop, reaching the Half-Saint realm. A martial artist who is unable to complete the nine times of deconversion will forever be a fish, unable to touch the Sacred Gate at all.”
“A martial artist of the Fish and Dragon Realm can change their cultivation technique once for each metamorphosis. The higher the cultivation technique, the faster the speed of cultivation, and the higher the future achievements will definitely be. Master, don’t you want to change to an even higher grade cultivation technique?”
Lei Jing laughed, “The Blood Cloud Sutra that my master cultivates is a lower grade Ghost Grade technique, and it is not even close to the strongest technique of the Yuntai Zongfu, the Supreme Sacred Qiankun Technique. Could you still come up with an even more powerful technique than the Blood Cloud Sutra?”
Zhang Ruochen said, “It’s really unfortunate that my disciple obtained a Ghost Grade Upper Grade technique in that ancient cave called the Blood Nerve, which seems to have the same origin as the Blood Cloud Sutra. From the Blood Cloud Sutra, switching to cultivating the Blood Nerve is definitely an easy task. Originally, I also wanted to pay homage to my master, since my master is unwilling to …… then ……”
Before Zhang Ruochen could finish his sentence, Lei Jing stood up boldly and roared, “You unfilial disciple, when did Old Master say that he was unwilling?”
Seemingly noticing that he had lost his temper, Lei Jing somewhat awkwardly resumed his seat and smiled, “Zhang Ruochen, your cultivation is still after all, after all, low, and you may not be able to read the Ghost level techniques. You first take out the Blood Nerve and let my master help you identify it, perhaps that is not really a Ghost Grade Upper Grade Technique.”
Zhang Ruochen stopped whetting Lei Jing’s appetite and took out the Blood Nerve that he had long ago written silently and handed it to Lei Jing.
Lei Jing looked at the Blood Nerve and his fingers trembled a little, although he still appeared very calm on the surface, his heart was already ten thousand times more excited.
It was only a transcription, not the first copy of the gong method.
Turning the first page of the Blood Nerve, Lei Jing just read the first sentence, and the whole person sank into it, as if he was enthralled, completely immersed in the subtle gong method, watching it with great interest, unable to extricate himself, and his mouth kept shouting.
“Wonderful! It is truly wonderful! Worthy of being a Ghost Grade Upper Grade gongfu, it’s exquisite and profound, I’m afraid that even a Saint would have a hard time interpreting all the subtleties of it.”
An entire hour passed, and Lei Jing’s eyes didn’t even move away from above the Blood Nerve, as if he had already forgotten about Zhang Ruochen, who was still standing on the side.
If he was allowed to continue reading, Zhang Ruochen suspected that he would remain in his current position for a month.
“Master, Master, Master.”
Zhang Ruochen called out three times in a row before Lei Jing reluctantly removed his gaze from the Blood Nerve, and as if he was holding a supreme treasure, he quickly stuffed the Blood Nerve into his arms, fearing that it would be snatched away by Zhang Ruochen.
Right now, not to mention Zhang Ruochen, even if the Palace Master of the Martial City Academy Palace wanted to snatch the Blood Nerve, Lei Jing would have to fight him to the death.
The difference between a Ghost Grade Lower Grade technique and a Ghost Grade Upper Grade technique seemed to be only two grades, but the value of the technique was more than a hundred times different.
Originally, at Lei Jing’s age, he already had no hope of impacting the Half Saint realm.
However, obtaining the Blood Nerve allowed Lei Jing to see hope again.
As long as he cultivated this kind of Ghost Grade Upper Grade technique, he would have a great hope of impacting the Half Saint realm.
The more Lei Jing looked at him, the more he felt that Zhang Ruochen was easy on the eyes… How could he be so lucky to have taken in such a heaven-defying disciple?
Not only is his “talent” heaven-defying, even his “luck” is heaven-defying.
“If his luck wasn’t heaven-defying, how could he have obtained such a powerful cultivation technique as the Blood Nerve?
Zhang Ruochen said, “Senior, how have you considered the auction?”
Having obtained the Blood Nerve, the impact of the five spatial treasures on Lei Jing was no longer that strong.
Lei Jing’s gaze looked towards the five spatial treasures as he said with bravado, “Zhang Ruochen, don’t worry, this matter, Master will definitely help you do it properly. Just wait, on the day of the auction, bring a sack to the auction house to fill it with spirit crystals!”
“No need for a sack, disciple still has higher spatial treasures.”
Zhang Ruochen took out a newly refined spatial jade bracelet and handed it to Lei Jing, saying, “This spatial jade bracelet is a treasure that disciple pays tribute to his master, it’s a hundred times better than those five spatial treasures, I hope that your master will accept it.”
Lei Jing twisted the spatial jade bracelet up and carefully inspected it, and indeed, he found that this spatial jade bracelet’s inner space was very vast, and it also had a defence inscription and an inscription.
The five spatial treasures on the table were like defective products compared to it.
Earlier, his words about giving the five spatial treasures to Zhang Ruochen’s five Senior Nuns were actually a complete joke with Zhang Ruochen.
When a disciple obtained five spatial treasures, he only thought of taking them to the auction, but he didn’t think of giving one to his master. Lei Jing’s mood, naturally, was very unhappy, which was why he scared Zhang Ruochen in that manner.
As it turned out, Zhang Ruochen was not being unfilial to his master, but had something better ready to give to his master, Lei Jing’s mood was naturally very good.
After Zhang Ruochen left, Lei Jing put that one Space Jade Bracelet on his wrist, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and he couldn’t help but laugh out loud, “Good brat, worthy of being the old man’s disciple.”
“Zhang Ying, Ji Fantian.” Lei Jing called out.
Hearing Lei Jing’s voice transmission, the two silver-robed elders immediately rushed to the Silver-robed Elder Pavilion, knelt down on one knee, and bowed to Lei Jing, “Greetings to the Pavilion Master, I wonder what the Pavilion Master has commanded?”
“You guys get up first!”
The two silver-robed elders stood up.
Lei Jing took the thick stack of invitations on the table and said, “Zhang Ying, this Pavilion Master orders you, to deliver these ten letter invitations, within three days, to those ten people.”
Zhang Ying’s heart was a little surprised, just delivering the letters, such a small matter, actually requiring a silver-robed Elder to do it personally, would the Pavilion Master be making too big a deal out of it?
When Zhang Ying received the ten envelopes and saw the names written on them, his heart became even more shocked.
“Pavilion House Sovereign, Han Li.”
“Divine Blood Sect Sect Leader, Sima Mingde.”
“Palace Master of the Tai Qing Palace, Night Huiyi.”
“County King of the Minshu County Kingdom, Xia Xuecheng.”
……
Each of the names on the envelope was a mighty overlord of the Heavenly Demon Ridge, and if any of them sneezed, the entire thirty-six county kingdoms of the Heavenly Demon Ridge would be shaken up a bit.
What in the world had happened to people that the Pavilion Master actually wanted to invite these people?
Zhang Ying asked, “Pavilion Master, could …… it be that there is going to be another once in a decade martial arts conference?”
Lei Jing said, “Zhang Ying, your memory is getting worse and worse, wasn’t it just three years ago that the Martial Dao Conference was held?”
“But ……”
“There aren’t that many buts, just deliver the letter.” Lei Jing said.
Lei Jing did not mention a word about the contents of the letter.
“Yes! I’ll go now.”
Zhang Ying quickly walked out of the Silver-robed Elder Pavilion after saluting Lei Jing.
