"Do you really think they’re handing over the Chrysanthemum Treasure Book for our own good? Don’t forget, when the Qin Family fell on hard tis, that old bastard Yao Buji ruthlessly abandoned us. He didn’t say a word about taking us back to the sect at that ti."
Qin Aotian’s eyes flickered with cold light as he spoke resentfully, "Although the Chrysanthemum Treasure Book is powerful, the conditions for cultivation are... Yao Buji, that old cripple, refuses to practice it himself, but insists on us doing so. It’s clear he’s using us as lab rats. If he ever finds out how powerful the Chrysanthemum Treasure Book really is and starts practicing it himself, then we’d have another formidable enemy to deal with."
"Father is truly wise. How co I didn’t think of that?"
Qin Haitao nodded repeatedly. Right now, the original Chrysanthemum Treasure Book was still with the Flowing Cloud Sect. If they knew how aweso this martial art was, they would definitely be fighting to practice it, and they might even kill the Qin Family mbers.
"That’s why we must keep the power of this martial art a secret from others until we are strong enough. Once we three in the family have grown powerful, what can the re Flowing Cloud Sect do to us?"
Qin Aotian said, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.
"By that ti, we’ll snatch the original cultivation technique from them. Then there will be only our family who knows this martial art in the world. United, the three of us will be invincible."
Qin Haitian shouted excitedly.
"Exactly, so what we need to do now is to bear humiliation and bide our ti. Do you understand?"
Qin Aotian nodded in satisfaction.
"Soone’s coming!"
Just as these words were said in a low voice by Qin Haitian, who imdiately sensed soone approaching.
Qin Aotian signaled with his eyes, and the Qin brothers quickly hid themselves inside a cave.
"Haha, Qin Aotian, how’s your martial arts coming along?"
Yao Buji, clad in a white robe, walked into the valley, laughing heartily.
"Oh, is it Senior Yao who has co?"
Qin Aotian imdiately looked at Yao Buji with a smile, twiddled his fingers effeminately, and spoke in a coquettish manner, "This Chrysanthemum Treasure Book is just too difficult to practice. I’ve been at it for so long, and not only has my cultivation not improved, but I’m also starting to like n more. Could there be sothing wrong with this treasure book?"
Seeing Qin Aotian like this, Yao Buji shuddered. Qin Aotian had changed into sothing neither male nor female, and it was disgusting.
"Ahem, since it’s the supre martial arts technique of our sect, naturally it won’t be easy to master. You all need to keep putting in effort."
Yao Buji cleared his throat, turned, and started walking away, without looking back he said, "I won’t disturb your practice any longer. Keep working hard."
"Senior Yao, don’t go! I find that I enjoy chatting with you more and more. Let’s talk a little longer."
Qin Aotian called out toward Yao Buji’s retreating figure, with a look of reluctance.
"I have other matters to attend to; I don’t have ti for idle chit-chat. We’ll et again later."
Hearing this, Yao Buji quickened his pace, eager to spend not a minute more with this pervert.
After leaving the valley, Yao Buji wiped off so cold sweat. "Thank goodness I didn’t cultivate that technique, turning into such an effeminate creature would be worse than death."
"Hmph, you old fossil, I’ll be the first to kill you once I achieve great success with this divine skill."
Watching Yao Buji’s retreating figure, Qin Aotian spoke with a chilling murderous aura.
In a three-story villa located in the West Suburb of Songlan City, Xin Badao and Chu Batian stood in the yard, looking very pleased as they watched a figure shrouded in a layer of black and white Gang Qi.
"Not bad, not bad at all. I really didn’t expect the Yin Yang Holy thod to be so powerful. In just one month’s ti, to actually cultivate from an ordinary person to the Martial Master Realm is simply defying the heavens."
Chu Batian, stroking his chin contentedly, gazed at the practicing figure, feeling endlessly moved.
"Yes, but the conditions for cultivating this technique are really too... It’s no wonder that our Sect’s seniors always prohibited the Poison Sect disciples from practicing it."
Xin Badao, with an odd expression, shook his head and said, "Anyway, we already sought his opinion beforehand, and now we’ve indeed helped him surpass Hu Wei, so he shouldn’t bla us, right?"
"This... Anyway, Poison Dragon only asked us to train him to the Martial Master Realm in the shortest possible ti. No matter the process, our task is ultimately completed."
Xin Badao’s mouth twitched slightly; he knew all too well how miraculous and powerful this technique was, but he would never agree to pay that kind of price.
"You’re right about that. I’ll report the situation to Poison Dragon now."
Chu Batian nodded, took out his phone, and dialed Tang Ming’s number.
At this mont, Tang Ming had just finished dinner and was sitting in the yard playing with the Dingdang Dog. He had said he would repay the dog well, but he hadn’t taken any action until now, which made him feel sowhat guilty.
After the phone rang, Tang Ming answered the call and glanced at the two won upstairs, reading by the light and preparing for their final exam revision. He imdiately lowered his voice, "Hello, what’s the matter?"
"Poison Dragon, the task you entrusted to us has been completed. Chen Cang has now successfully broken through to the Martial Master Realm. Do you think we can let him go back to school?"
Chu Batian responded respectfully.
"So soon?"
Tang Ming was slightly startled and said in surprise, "You actually managed to cultivate him from an ordinary person to the Martial Master Realm in just one month’s ti? How did you do it?"
"That... it’s a bit complicated to explain at the mont, but the thod was quite extre, Poison Dragon, you really need to be ntally prepared."
Chu Batian cautioned evasively.
"No matter how extre the thod is, it shouldn’t be so defying. Let him co to the school to see tomorrow, and I’ll see what Divine Skill he has practiced to be so incredible."
Having thought it over, Tang Ming didn’t ask further but beca very interested in Chen Cang’s current strength. It had taken him over a decade of hard work to break through to the Martial Master Realm, which was considered very talented. For Chen Cang to break through to the Martial Master Realm in just one month was simply inconceivable.
After hanging up Chu Batian’s call, Tang Ming began to look forward to it, eager to see what Chen Cang had beco after a month of seclusion.
The next morning, Chen Cang, disheveled, dirty, and unkempt, arrived at the school. He had been single-mindedly practicing Martial Arts without bathing or cleaning himself for the past month, his hair had grown very long, making him look quite scruffy. However, he did seem to be bursting with energy.
With his appearance, he looked like a beggar. Students passing by him covered their mouths and hurriedly kept their distance, fearing he might dirty them.
"Those two masters, really, couldn’t they have let take a bath before rushing to et Brother Ming? This is too impolite."
Walking along the campus path, Chen Cang muttered to himself in frustration. But since the two masters had instructed him to see Tang Ming first thing, he didn’t dare to disobey and reluctantly endured the discomfort. He decided to report to Tang Ming first and then return to freshen up properly.
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