Calamity Messenger

Chapter 363 - 296: I Want to Go Too_2

It’s like having spicy hotpot with iced milk—having one alone doesn’t feel right. But when they’re combined, oh, it’s addictive.

No wonder locals suffer from boiling blood and sinking spirit ailments. The boost from Celestial Spirits and Earthly Fiends is absurdly high, and it’s single-directional. Only characters with a digitized body can ignore the impact of this sudden change in values on their bodies.

It was only five breaths, yet Yan Qing felt like half an hour had passed. The Catastrophe Jade Talisman and Catastrophe Secret Record had disappeared. Yan Qing clenched his fist, slightly twisted his shoulder, and his whole body erupted with loud crackles. His mind had never been so clear. If Yan Qing could only run three processes at the same time before, now he felt capable of running five, and more than ten processes could be operated in the background for instant recall.

The mysteries of the Mediation Creation Jade Talisman and Tongyou Secret Record had been mastered by him, but these two mysteries are passive and constantly active, requiring no effort from Yan Qing.

Power surged endlessly from his body, and his rapidly advancing strength even made Yan Qing feel invincible. Along with the increase in courage, his ambition expanded. He wanted to become the spokesperson for the Thief’s House. From today on, the Thief Hall could only have one voice!

He suddenly stood up, turning to look at Pharmacist’s Wish. At this moment, Pharmacist’s Wish was also watching him, her eyes narrowed like wolf’s pupils, seemingly anticipating his thoughts and fully displaying her charisma.

After a short stare-down with Pharmacist’s Wish, he realized he couldn’t overpower her aura. Yan Qing hesitated briefly, deciding to squeeze the easy targets one by one, looking at Shang Xinlei and said, "Let’s train!"

"Sure," Shang Xinlei agreed without a hint of ulterior motives, seemingly unaware of the brutal training that awaited her.

However, before Yan Qing could feel pleased with himself, Shang Xinlei said, "I heard that those who have recently absorbed the Celestial Spirits and Earthly Fiends should adapt to body changes through high-intensity combat, right, Black Wolf?"

"That’s indeed the saying; I also adjusted through combat back then."

"Then our upcoming training is together?"

"That would be appropriate."

Yan Qing was startled, "The two of you together? Then who’ll train with me?"

"You misunderstood, we’re not training together," Shang Xinlei’s eyes gleamed dangerously, "You’re in luck today; it’s the two of us serving you!"

Yan Qing’s brow twitched violently, "Isn’t that a bit much? No need to go that far."

"Nothing is wrong with that, wasn’t I handling the two of you alone before?" Pharmacist’s Wish took off her coat, exposing her soft armor beneath. "Or are you saying even after absorbing the Celestial Spirits and Earthly Fiends, you think you can’t match my strength?"

This is different; before, both Shang Xinlei and I were ordinary Third Transition, and you were Peak Third Transition; you had the advantage when fighting us. But now you and I are both Peak Third Transition, and you have Shang Xinlei on top of that, I’m at a disadvantage entirely... But Yan Qing didn’t speak out these words. No matter how many excuses he could make, right now, Yan Qing was at his peak self-confidence moment, even if the hope was slim, he wanted to try and suppress these two troublesome girls!

How can a man born between heaven and earth live despondently under others for long!

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Yan Qing closed the door, and his nonchalant expression instantly crumbled; he shook his hands repeatedly, grinning from the pain, and hurriedly swallowed two Blood Replenishing Pills to recuperate.

Today’s training was ’Arms Duel’, as the name suggests, solely attacking and defending with arms. According to Pharmacist’s Wish, arms are the highest attack power and most sacrificable body parts. The torso is out of the question—without legs, one can’t even run—so sacrificing arms to survive fatal attacks is the most reasonable decision.

Then Yan Qing’s arms were blasted like a storm, feeling that his forearms were mostly bruised and purple; even though consuming Blood Replenishing Pills could quickly recover, the pain during battle was genuine. But they didn’t fare much better either, as Yan Qing defended while counter-attacking, barely managing a draw with them.

After a short rest, Yan Qing felt much better in his arms and started packing belongings.

There wasn’t much to pack anyway; over these five days, he wouldn’t find a place to bathe or change clothes, just bringing some food and novels. He figured there would be plenty of free time in the Demon Gathering Land, needing novels to pass time, and he just read up to the point where Primordial Dao Venerable has two beauties — seems like a drama unfolding. Such an intriguing plot he couldn’t bear to wait until after five days to continue reading.

Knock knock.

Yan Qing walked over and opened the door to see Shang Xinlei. Without saying anything, she grabbed Yan Qing’s wrist and started walking.

"Where are we going?"

"Helping you apply ointment, forgot about it? No memory, huh?"

There seemed to be such a thing, but Shang Xinlei hadn’t mentioned it these past two days, so Yan Qing thought she had forgotten: "It’s you who didn’t come to find me, and you say I have no memory?"

Shang Xinlei pulled him into her room and closed the door, muttering, "I didn’t come for you, so you wouldn’t come for me?"

She pulled up Yan Qing’s sleeve, noticing patches of bruising, her face involuntarily embarrassed. Yan Qing sneered, "Old injuries haven’t healed, new ones come again."

"That’s how training is; you made me sore too," Shang Xinlei applied the ointment, rubbed it in her palm to heat it, then applied it on Yan Qing’s arm, "You’re stronger than me. You made my hand go numb, and I haven’t counted that against you!"

"But your arms aren’t bruised, right?"

"How do you know?"

"Because I’ll never hit the same spot on you twice, afraid of making you cry." Yan Qing complained, "But you and Black Wolf keep hitting the same spot, expanding the damage endlessly, clearly trying to hurt me."

Lowering her head, Shang Xinlei appeared focused on applying ointment, but a blush crept from her cheeks to her ears. "I never asked you to hold back, so blame me?"

"Fine, next time I’ll give it my all. If I don’t make you cry, I’ll take your surname."

"Heh, the Shang Family doesn’t need a son-in-law." As soon as she spoke, Shang Xinlei felt something off, hastily adding, "But if you want to call me mom, that’s acceptable."

Realizing it sounded even weirder, Shang Xinlei pretended she won a moral victory verbally, rubbing Yan Qing’s hand furiously. Yan Qing almost wanted to tell her, "Mom, please stop rubbing; my hand is turning red."

"Where are you going for practice?" Shang Xinlei asked absentmindedly.

"Demon Gathering Land in Qi Kingdom, similar to Mansu Forest Land, a special Secret Realm that opens for only half a month each year." Yan Qing’s mood suddenly turned cheerful, veiled smiles, "I knew you still care about me, little snot-sensitive girl."

"I’ve heard of Demon Gathering Land, but if I remember correctly, it’s a Secret Realm with poorer production than Mansu Forest Land." Shang Xinlei’s heart moved, "Are you like Jiang Shi, discovering special mechanisms within the Secret Realm?"

The deepest impression Jiang Shi left on Shang Xinlei wasn’t her martial prowess or talent, but her sovereign-like control over the Secret Realm in Mansu Forest Land, making everyone else seem like unwelcome guests.

"You could say that," Yan Qing didn’t intend to conceal, "So this practice isn’t dangerous. Not only do I have a great advantage in there, but most inside are much weaker than me, you needn’t worry."

"I’m not worried about you, just a bit curious," Shang Xinlei muttered softly.

Yan Qing chuckled, "You say so."

Shang Xinlei asked, "Will you be alone? Aren’t your subordinates coming along?"

This question was somewhat tricky; Ye Si was sealed for seven days, and Yan Qing would come out after five days without reuniting the whole time.

"Consider one subordinate coming."

Suddenly, Shang Xinlei tightened his hands, "Is it Jiang Shi?"

"No, it’s a male."

Face turning pale, Shang Xinlei’s nails seemed about to pierce Yan Qing’s palm, "What?! You would rather go with a guy than with Jiang Shi?"

Yan Qing’s forehead was full of black lines and pulled his hand back, flicked her forehead, "What are you thinking? That’s a scout going in first to pave the way, he already has other missions inside and won’t act with me. Since you mention it, shall I go with Jiang Shi?"

Immediately Shang Xinlei became excited, "Really? I want to go too! Haven’t seen Jiang Shi in a while!"

Yan Qing replied grumpily, "No, Jiang Shi isn’t in Demon Gathering Land, I’m going alone."

"Then I’ll go too," Shang Xinlei said.