ebookslot Chapter 67 Let's make a bet!
Chapter 67 Let's make a bet!
Wang Yan was horrified and filled with regret: "Damn it, it was so explosive, I'm afraid I'm going to die...!"
But a moment later.
Hmm? The interlocking panel in front of me is still there?
The accelerating energy is still there, and somewhere empty within the body, a continuous stream of profound energy continues to be generated...
"So, I'm not dead yet?"
My chaotic mind seemed to be quickly cleared up by some force.
Wang Yan's mood was like a rollercoaster ride, soaring from the cold seabed to the warm air.
Wang Yan let out a long sigh, feeling rather speechless.
"By the God of Literature, the power of your 'Breaking God' character is truly terrifying!"
……
When Wang Yan invoked the principle of "no destruction, no construction".
Qin Bilian, who was still in the control room next door, immediately released his divine sense to look at him in surprise.
"Another new powerful effect! Self-harm? Ah, it's already shattered into several pieces!"
Qin Bilian suddenly stood up, not even caring that he had knocked the table away.
But at that very moment, the several fragments of "King Flame" that seemed about to break apart twisted a few times under a strange force and then gradually healed together.
Internal organs correspond to internal organs, meridians to meridians, acupoints to acupoints, muscles and tendons to each other...
Every fusion was perfectly executed, not a bit more, not a bit less, absolutely perfect!
Qin Bilian immediately stopped his steps, which were about to soar through the air, and stared wide-eyed in surprise once again.
"To leave the body in such a state of disarray, and then stitch it back together with immense power... what kind of cultivation method is this?"
"He didn't consume much profound energy, yet he absorbed it twice as fast as he did the night he comprehended it!"
"Hey, it seems like his aptitude is gradually improving?"
This speed is unprecedented.
But this pain is probably unprecedented, a hundred times more painful than writing the character "poison"!
At that moment, he received a telepathic message from Fang Heyun in another room on the second floor, who also exclaimed in astonishment, "Grandmaster, what is Wang Yan doing? Why is he being so ruthless to himself?"
Immediately afterward, Zhou Yaowen's divine sense clearly intervened: "Old Fang, have you forgotten? He erased a character in the 'Medical God' room earlier!"
Fang Heyun's consciousness trembled, and his old eyes widened: "You mean, he's unwilling to accept that he can't write it and wants to improve his cultivation level quickly?"
Zhou Yaowen was quite certain: "That's the only explanation. He has a tenacious spirit that refuses to admit defeat, but his previous applications hadn't significantly improved his cultivation. Now that he no longer feels any sense of crisis, he definitely wants to take a chance."
Qin Bilian's heart skipped a beat. Zhou Yaowen was also a half-medical cultivator, so if he said that, then Wang Yan was still harboring resentment towards the divine script.
Fine, let him do whatever he wants.
……
At this moment, Fang Heyun in the next room was watching Wang Yan in the room with concern in his mind.
Watching Wang Yan's face, his muscles twitching in pain, was heartbreaking.
Then, she felt Wang Yan's body beneath his clothes seemingly being chaotically reassembled.
Fang Heyun's old eyes couldn't help but show a hint of pity and admiration, and he suddenly said solemnly, "I think he can break through to the peak of the Profound Movement this time."
Zhou Yaowen was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fang Heyun in surprise: "Senior Brother Fang, Wang Yan has only been in the sect for three months, you think too highly of him!! Even those top-tier sects, after their core members open their sea of consciousness, it takes at least half a year to break through to the peak of the Profound Movement realm!"
"Alright, let's make a bet then. Let's see if he can reach the peak of the Profound Movement realm this time." Fang Heyun's gaze was fixed on Wang Yan, who was cultivating, and then he said to Zhou Yaowen with great certainty, "If you lose, you'll keep watch for me for a month."
Zhou Yaowen's gaze sharpened, and he raised his chin: "Fine, the bet's on!"
"You two are really in high spirits, betting this!" Dulong suddenly burst in, looking exhausted. "Oh, so with Wang Yan's help, you temporarily resolved the problems in the medical and esoteric departments, and now you're relaxing?"
Fang Heyun looked at the bloodshot eyes of him with pity: "You failed again? I advised you to go find Wang Yan, but you wouldn't listen."
Dulong sighed and sat down on a chair next to them. "Without a physical body at the Iron Bone Realm, there are some spatial divine characters that can't be combined or used. Even asking Wang Yan didn't help."
After saying that, he picked up the teapot in front of Fang Heyun, took out a crystal-clear jade cup from his storage ring, filled it to the brim, then brought it close to his nose and gently sniffed it for a while. Only then did his tired brows relax a little: "Old Fang, your tea is still the best!"
"Spiritual Tea, of course it's good!" Fang Heyun said disdainfully, "You can go anywhere by yourself, but you insist on coming here to mooch off me."
"No spiritual tea outside can compare to the quality of yours!" Dulong said wearily. "We're brothers, let me enjoy this first!"
Fang Heyun and Zhou Yaowen looked at him with sympathy, noticing the lingering fatigue and pressure on his brows, and both fell silent.
Fang Heyun focused his gaze again, channeling his thoughts into the teapot: "The misty clouds condense into a clear spring, which will be boiled to cleanse the tea of its spiritual essence."
After the combination of the character "神" (shen, meaning god/god) lingered at the mouth of the teapot for a few breaths, a clear and colorless hot spring slowly poured into the pot.
A wisp of white smoke rises, accompanied by a faint, tranquil fragrance, like a secluded scent from a deep mountain forest, quickly calming a restless heart.
The aroma of tea wafts gently, its fragrance refreshing and invigorating.
Duron closed his eyes slightly, a look of enjoyment and relaxation appearing between his thick eyebrows.
Zhou Yaowen smiled knowingly, closed his eyes, and deepened his breathing.
Fang Heyun looked at the two of them gently, his old eyes full of tolerance.
After drinking half a cup of tea, Dulong slowly finished his cup, poured another cup, but did not drink it. Instead, his bright eyes and energetic demeanor broke the brief silence.
"I think his use of the word 'instantaneous' has a hint of spatial meaning. I've come up with a word for it."
He picked up the paper and pen in front of Zhou Yaowen and quickly wrote a combination of ordinary words on the table: "Sufficient Xuan Qi, it can arrive in an instant."
These are ordinary words, without any great power or energy.
Fang Heyun glanced at it, curled his lip, and mocked without any politeness: "You said you wouldn't rely on him, but in the end you still have to borrow those three words!"
Zhou Yaowen shook his head, equally pessimistic: "In my opinion, you definitely won't meet Master's requirements! What Wang Yan wrote was the right medicine for the illness. The sentence he wrote later was to buy some time for the support team, so he wrote 'life can be saved,' not 'life is not in danger.'"
"You're lucky. You need sufficient Xuan Qi to unleash the full power of the Divine combination. If your Xuan Qi is insufficient, wouldn't the effect be halved, or even nonexistent?"
Duron immediately retorted dismissively, arguing vehemently, "I'm thinking that even if the effect is halved, it's still only slightly more than a momentary effect."
"We're so far from Flying Eagle Mountain. Normally, a space array would take at least ten days to arrive. Our master used an inter-domain airship, consuming the profound crystals he had accumulated over the past ten years, just to ensure arrival within a day. I'm only a fraction of a second ahead. If I try a few more times, surely it won't work?"
"Besides, even if you remove the first three characters, the remaining characters can still form a complete text, right?"
Zhou Yaowen immediately scoffed: "Try a few more times, and your Xuan Qi will be exhausted!"
Du Long was momentarily speechless, then glared at Zhou Yaowen resentfully.