Chapter 178: Chapter 175: The Great Hammer 80! (Second
Update)
Translator: 549690339
With the volume of that scoundrel of a cat, even if Yang Zhen had managed to cover its mouth in time, it probably would have deafened everyone.
Now, Yang Zhen didn’t even manage to get a hand over its mouth. He could feel the invisible wave of sound sweeping down the whole street after the cat had yelled out.
“Damn it, you bastard of a cat, weren’t we supposed to keep a low profile? Do you even know what low profile means?”
Yang Zhen, furious, chased after the cat, leaping up and down, and finally managed to catch it and rub it on the ground.
“Damn, let go, you’re rubbing off all my fur. Casually creating a spiritual-level martial skill, this talent shouldn’t be wasted in not making a fuss, I feel sorry for you!”
“Bullshit, what does my comprehension of spiritual energy have to do with causing trouble?” Yang Zhen slapped the cat across the head, and the cat retaliated by biting him. They rolled around fighting, their fists and feet flying, leaving the spectators dumbfounded.
“Created… created a spiritual-level cultivation method?”
“And he did it casually?”
“Damn! Do these two shameless creatures have any shame, even daring to boast about creating martial skills, and spiritual-level ones at that! Why not say you created a saint-level martial skill!”
Wang Meiling looked helplessly at the struggling Yang Zhen and the cat, utterly disregarding the people around them. This self-indulgent attitude really made people want to tear their hair out in frustration.
Especially Lu Baichi, the cat’s sudden outburst really stunned him and he still hadn’t recovered from it yet.
Who could imagine that what was meant to be a simple visit to a senior would turn into a torrent of abuse from a two-legged cat as soon as they stepped outside the door.
What made it worse was that the pair didn’t care at all about him. They wanted to berate him because… because Yang Zhen had created a spiritual-level martial skill and wanted to make a fuss?
What the hell does creating a spiritual-level martial skill have to do with causing trouble?
Even if you want to cause trouble, why do you want to cause trouble with me?
Pei!
Let’s talk about causing trouble later. The cat actually said that Yang Zhen created a spiritual-level martial skill, didn’t they know what a spiritual-level martial skill was?
Even him, a disciple of the blessed land of Mount Hua, would have to apply in advance to the sect to cultivate a spiritual-level martial skill, and after meeting the sect’s contribution criteria, only then could they get approval.
Yang Zhen, a country boy, claimed he created a spiritual-level martial skill?
This really was a bold boast!
At this time, Yang Zhen slapped the cat’s head, it rolled over and pointing at the recumbent feline, he said, “Whether I cause trouble is entirely up to my mood. If I want to, I will. If I don’t want to, I won’t. If anyone asks me to, I won’t. Even if you pay me, I won’t!”
The cat let out a pained moan and quickly got up to give a flurry of scratches towards Yang Zhen, the sharp claws tearing his clothes to shreds.
“Damn it, I’m only thinking about you, you country bumpkin, you don’t understand, when this great one was causing trouble, even the great saints had to behave themselves and even had to shout ‘666’, now you are being coy about causing trouble. Don’t you know how important it is for you to cause trouble now?”
“Oh, did you shout ‘666’ at that time?” Yang Zhen eyed him contemptuously.
“It’s more or less the same thing!” the cat rebutted.
“Both of you shut up!”
A booming, fury-filled voice suddenly came. Both Yang Zhen and the cat jumped and turned their heads, saying in unison, “You shut up!”
The next moment, the cat’s eyes lit up, and it asked Lu Baichi, who had a dark face, “Are you that idiot?”
“Bastards!”
The colour of Lu Baichi’s face was so dark it seemed as if water could be squeezed out. A potent gust of turbulent force suddenly erupted from him, instantly blanketing everything.
“What?”
“Is… Is this the power that a Nascent Soul Stage practitioner can unleash?”
“No, it’s impossible… why, being at the Nascent Soul Stage like me, do I feel a trembling of the soul? What kind of power is this?”
“It’s indeed Lu Baichi, truly formidable. Is this the depth of a successor from Mountian Hua’s blessed land? How pitiful for Yang Zhen to offend such a monster!”
Everyone was taken aback, not expecting Lu Baichi to be able to unleash such a terrifying power.
In midair, a violent force was coalescing. Behind Lu Baichi, it formed into a giant bird shape, lifelike and magnificent. As it cried out to the sky, a wave of fearsome oppressiveness swept in all directions, rushing towards Yang Zhen with a loud bang.
“Good! Yang Zhen, I originally intended to let you live a few more days, but I didn’t expect you to be so presumptuous!”
Step by step, Lu Baichi walked towards Yang Zhen. His terrifying aura bore down like a massive mountain, oppressively advancing towards Yang Zhen.
“You created a Spiritual Level Martial Skill?” Lu Baichi scoffed and said, “Even the most talented Senior Brother Wan from Mountain Hua’s blessed land dares not claim he can create a Spiritual Level Martial Skill, you’ve created one, have you? Come on, I’m right here, why don’t you use your Spiritual Level Martial Skill to spar with me?”
Yang Zhen was surprised, staring at Lu Baichi with uncertain suspicion. He was shocked.
Though this guy was also at the Nascent Soul Stage, his aura wasn’t any weaker than his, it was even stronger than an average practitioner at the Void Cultivation Stage. What’s more, the phantom formed behind him was even more real than his Dragon Elephant!
Good heavens, this was a serious figure! No wonder he dared to be so arrogant; he indeed had the depth.
Yang Zhen shot an annoyed glance at the mischievous cat, then said to Lu Baichi with a troubled face, “Actually, you have misunderstood. This time, I really wanted to keep a low profile and didn’t want to fight with you. Moreover…”
“Moreover what?” Lu Baichi looked down on Yang Zhen, staring at him with a dark face, laughing sarcastically before asking.
Yang Zhen sighed, took out the hammer he had obtained from the Great Master, and gently stroked the patterns on it with a tender expression, causing everyone’s eyelids to twitch.
After a long time, Yang Zhen finally said to Lu Baichi, “Moreover…this hammer has a fee, a small hammer is forty, a large hammer is eighty!”
What?
After hearing Yang Zhen’s words, everyone became stunned together, the expressions turning strange as they stared at Yang Zhen, their faces full of bewilderment.
Fighting…actually costs money?
Why don’t you ascend to heaven then?
And the charges are so detailed, forty for a small hammer, eighty for a big one?
In their confusion, Lu Baichi’s face suddenly flushed red as he pointed at Yang Zhen, saying, “You scoundrel, dare you make fun of me?”
“Why should I make fun of you?” Yang Zhen smacked his lips and said, “In our village, we always do like this: forty for small hammer, eighty for large hammer, we honestly do a small business without deceiving old or young, and we never offer credit!”
Lu Baichi burst out laughing, pointing his sword at Yang Zhen, shaking his head and saying, “Yang Zhen, you disappoint me, eighty, right? Take out your biggest hammer. I can afford these crystals. But…do you have the guts to accept them?”
Just as his words fell, Lu Baichi leaped forward, suddenly bursting into a dazzling light. A wave of terrifying power surged out, and he turned into a sun illuminating the world. Everyone subconsciously squinted their eyes.
“What…what kind of martial skill is this?”
“It’s too terrifying. I get goosebumps just standing here, let alone fighting!”
“Could this be Lu Baichi’s real power? This is too horrifying”
Everyone was taken aback, staring at Lu Baichi in midair, who appeared like a sun.
In the sky, a piercing cry that shook the heavens and the earth resounded, and the light radiating from the giant bird behind Lu Baichi intensified.
Wang Meiling’s expression was shocked, and she exclaimed in surprise: “Lu
Baichi, has he advanced again?”
Just at this moment, a quirky voice came:
“You are electricity, you are light, you are the only sun. Heh, pshaw, eight….ty!”