Chapter 70: Chapter 70: On Choices and Virtue

“You are at the peak of Organ Refining Realm, with impressive saber technique. In this area, you are considered quite a figure.” Wang Xuan assessed the Red-clothed Guest, immediately seeing through his cultivation realm but was unsure why he joined the Invincible Iron Fist Gang.

“If you enter a Mountain Gate or join the military, your future would be far brighter than taking this path.”

“I have my own choices. Cultivation can be done anywhere. Besides, I like fighting with people; this place suits me,” said the Red-clothed Guest.

Wang Xuan raised an eyebrow, quite interested: “If you like fighting, then let me see how far your limit can go. I couldn’t gauge it last time, but this time should be different.”

A challenge is something every martial artist desires. Finding an opponent who wants to fight is a fortune.

The Red-clothed Guest drew his saber: “Are you sure? Blind confidence is not a good thing.”

“Come on.”

Wang Xuan was immensely confident; the Red-clothed Guest was at the peak of Organ Refining Realm, and he was at the same level, why would he fear the other?

Holding Xiaowei’s shoulder, he used a clever force to throw her a good seven or eight meters away, yet she stood steadily.

In an instant, the two moved.

The Red-clothed Guest drew his saber with a clang, its dazzling light making it hard to keep eyes open, with eight to nine thousand jin of force supporting the saber, it sliced through the air towards Wang Xuan.

The saber momentum was swift as thunder, heavy as an avalanche; under one slash, a sea of blood seemed to appear behind him, the saber intent was incomparably bloody.

With one step, the concrete ground beneath Wang Xuan’s feet exploded into a pit, stones flying as he charged forward rapidly.

At high speed, his figure flashed, instantly avoiding the Red-clothed Guest’s slash, moving sideways and throwing a punch down.

Bang!

The punch containing Wang Xuan’s powerful force landed squarely on the Red-clothed Guest’s chest. The Red-clothed Guest was incredulous about Wang Xuan’s speed and strength, wondering why they were so formidable.

What surprised him more was Wang Xuan’s rapid enhancement in strength, not even a month had passed, yet the opponent’s power was several times that of before.

As his mind raced with thoughts, he was sent flying like a cannonball towards a surrounding wall.

Boom!

Bricks flew, dust enveloping like mist.

In an instant, the wall crumbled, and people fell.

The Red-clothed Guest spat a mouthful of fresh blood, his internal organs suffered severe damage, defeated by Wang Xuan’s strike, without suspense, utterly defeated.

The gap between the two was now immense.

He struggled to stand up; though down, his spirit did not fail. The fearless spirit to fight till death is what a martial artist should possess.

However, the Red-clothed Guest couldn’t help but sigh in his heart, in just over half a month, last time he could crush Wang Xuan, but this time he was defeated in one strike, the standings of victor and vanquished reversed with such ease.

Xiaowei and Zhou Hu watched from the side; the confrontation was swift, their movements too quick for the two to catch, just seeing the Red-clothed Guest fly away.

Strong!

Regarding Wang Xuan’s strength, the two had only this conclusion. If not for the overwhelming force, it couldn’t have resolved so quickly.

“Your saber technique realm is far superior to mine, yet you still lost. If you defended, you might have lasted ten bouts, but in a full clash, you are not my equal.”

Wang Xuan clearly understood, in this battle, he was neither utilizing saber nor fist techniques, not focusing on skill.

He merely exhibited his strength and speed.

Brute force defeats myriad skills, it’s as simple as that.

“You won.” The Red-clothed Guest leaned on his saber handle, not dispirited by defeat, last time Wang Xuan was defeated but remained spirited, a momentary victory or defeat was not his concern.

Wang Xuan made no effort to conceal his high spirits, the previous defeat affected him in any case, holding a grudge in heart, now immeasurable release, he regained the upper hand.

“I’ll be waiting for the next battle, whenever you feel confident of victory, come find me.” Wang Xuan said plainly, “By the way, the Celestial Treasure fragments on you, might I borrow a glance?”

The Red-clothed Guest tossed the fragments to him without hesitation; there was no need for consideration, Wang Xuan’s strength could seize if desired, and he was currently incapable of opposing.

Holding several Celestial Treasure fragments in hand, Wang Xuan took the opportunity to absorb the source power within, but feigned admiration: “Xiaowei, look at the patterns on it, isn’t it like a masterpiece of nature, a harmonious creation?”

Su Xiaowei nodded.

Zhou Hu was somewhat tense, fearful Wang Xuan would appropriate the fragments. If lost, both he and his elder brother would face Hall Master’s punishment.

After a minute or two, Wang Xuan finished admiring and straightforwardly returned the items to the Red-clothed Guest, not intending to commit robbery nor provoke the Invincible Iron Fist Gang guarded by an Earth Immortal.

“Till we meet again.” Wang Xuan gradually walked away, Su Xiaowei courteously waved goodbye to the Red-clothed Guest and Zhou Hu.

The Red-clothed Guest was a genuine martial artist, Wang Xuan felt some recognition, not underestimating him despite his defeat.

On the way, Su Xiaowei was full of astonishment and admiration. Uncle Wang could stomp concrete to explode, move at speeds generating a whooshing sound, defeat an expert of the Invincible Iron Fist Gang with one punch.

Uncle Wang is really formidable.

Wang Xuan naturally saw the girl’s expression and asked: “Xiaowei, do you think Uncle Wang is a master?”

“Of course,” Su Xiaowei affirmed confidently.

Immediately, Wang Xuan remarked: “Then do you know there are at least dozens, if not hundreds, in the Invincible Iron Fist Gang stronger than me?”

“Ah! So many?” Su Xiaowei was astonished.

Wang Xuan nodded: “There are always others beyond the horizon, so one must be humble; arrogant people face obstructions. On our path of cultivation, avoid provoking enemies, and leave room for relationships. More friends are better than more enemies.”

Ultimately, he and the Red-clothed Guest were not absolute foes.

“So that’s how it is.” Su Xiaowei listened earnestly.

“If fate is fixed for people, luck can be altered; luck comes from one’s opportunities, one’s virtue, one’s strength.

Those with good virtues maintain their luck, even accumulating more, those with poor virtues will corrupt their luck, eventually leading to their downfall.”

…

It was nearing eight o’clock, after returning to the residential area, they entered Su Xiaowei’s home, but unexpectedly, sixteen-year-old Su Qiubai wasn’t angry about her sister’s late return, nor had dinner prepared.

Because, she was playing with a month-old husky.

“Choo Choo Choo,” Su Qiubai cuddled the puppy; it was given by her classmate, their mother husky had a litter of five, unable to keep them all, had to give some away.

“Wow, such a cute puppy,” Su Xiaowei’s teenage heart was instantly captured by the little husky.

Wang Xuan glanced over, seemingly already envisioning in half a year, the husky tearing the household into disarray.

Uncertain if by then, he might be invited back, perhaps to have a taste of dog meat.

The dinner Su Xiaowei invited him for was still unconsumed; he ordered several delivery dishes to make do and began reviewing his acquisitions.

“Accelerator,” Wang Xuan silently chanted, summoning it, the information on his personal panel was unveiled clearly.

Name: Wang Xuan

Age: Twenty-four

Height: One hundred eighty-five centimeters

Weight: One hundred ten kilograms

…

Cultivation Skills: Overlord Saber Limit, Mixed Element Stance Limit, Golden Bell Shield Limit, Wind-Chasing Leg Limit, Breathing and Purification Method Limit, Life Generating Technique Layer Five (acceleratable), Heart Spirit Demon Scripture Divine Demon Realm Entry of Glazed Realm (acceleratable)…

Source Point: Six thousand and eighty

“This time, gaining nearly four thousand units of source power value? Truly a pleasant surprise; Su Xiaowei’s fortune is indeed excellent, no wonder that old monk also favors her, wanting to take her as a disciple.

Must thank Zhao Hao too, he’s become my cash cow; wonder when I can slaughter him and take all the golden eggs from his belly.”

Wang Xuan examined the Heart Spirit Demon Scripture, surprised it had reached entry level; theoretical knowledge apparently well-read, accelerator could be employed.

The legendary cultivation technique created by top Abyssal powerhouses, he’d spent a month exploring its theory, seeking advice many times from Elder He and Chen Qingniu.

After so much effort, finally ready to cultivate.

Cultivating to strengthen the spirit, with spirit as the source of power, what marvelousness does it hold, I shall soon uncover.

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