319: Chapter 319 Old Deng, Drop Point Equipment!

"You!"

Cangming was filled with shock and horror, hurriedly tearing off the continuously decaying tentacle.

This human named Shen Xingchen was actually already able to display part of the power of the Time Authority!

Shen Xingchen showed a look of disdain: "The next time you see me, you better think carefully about what you'll offer to trade for that wretched life of yours!"

With that, Shen Xingchen hopped on one leg and landed on top of the city wall of Snowfield Dragon City.

With his current strength, dealing with a peak Xiang Realm expert like Cangming was still a bit too much, but scaring him with the Time Authority was well within his abilities.

That move earlier was a new understanding of the Time Authority after advancing to the peak of the ninth rank, inspired by Senior Zhou Xinghe's technique of transforming time into a sword. However, Shen Xingchen's realm was too low, so he could only make a crude imitation using time fragments, and its power was far inferior to Senior Zhou Xinghe's.

If Senior Zhou Xinghe's Sword of Time had hit Cangming directly, Cangming's body would have decayed instantly into dust. But Shen Xingchen's time fragments brushing past Cangming's tentacle could only wither the vitality of the flesh around it.

"What just happened?" The officers and soldiers on the city wall were utterly confused.

"It seemed like the Young Marshal briefly clashed with Cangming, and Cangming suffered a small loss," someone said uncertainly.

"Are you kidding? I've never seen a ninth-rank martial artist pose a threat to a Xiang Realm expert."

"Well, that person is the Young Marshal. Doesn't that make it much more reasonable?"

"I suppose so..."

In theory, the gap between a ninth-rank martial artist and the Xiang Realm was like that between a firefly and the bright moon. Below the Xiang Realm, prodigies could occasionally fight above their level, but upon reaching the Xiang Realm, it was like hitting a brick wall—an absolute realm barrier that could never be crossed.

Jiang Shuo looked at Shen Xingchen, his eyes full of astonishment.

He hadn't been affected by the Time Authority and had witnessed Shen Xingchen's entire attack from start to finish. At merely the peak of the ninth rank, Shen Xingchen could already perform advanced techniques of the Time Authority...

Senior Zhou Xinghe indeed possessed keen judgment in entrusting the Time Authority to Shen Xingchen, and Shen Xingchen had not let down Senior Zhou Xinghe's trust.

Chen Tianqu laughed loudly: "Cangming, what's wrong with you? Were you scared out of your wits by our Young Marshal? Why did you resort to cutting off your tail to survive?"

Cangming's face turned dark, remaining silent with a gloomy expression.

Earlier, when he felt the eroding time energy on his tentacle, he had a dazed illusion that Zhou Xinghe had come back to life, thinking that taking that hit meant he would be directly eroded to death by time.

Only now did he realize he had overreacted earlier. After all, the one unleashing the Time Authority was merely a ninth-rank martial artist who could at most age the flesh around the tentacle. It was nowhere near Zhou Xinghe's power, and cutting off the tentacle hadn't even been necessary.

Chen Tianqu continued mockingly, "Our Young Marshal is only at the ninth rank, and you're already scared like this. If he advances to the Xiang Realm, won't you have to hide back in your mother's womb?"

A glamorous demon general with a head of snake-hair stepped forward and snorted coldly: "Chen, save your tongue-wagging!"

Chen Tianqu glanced at her: "It seems we won this gambling match!"

The Snake-Haired Demon General said, "So what? My Demon Race has been attacking this Snowfield Dragon City for over three hundred years, and we've both had wins and losses!"

Chen Tianqu sneered: "According to our agreement, your Demon Race cannot step within a hundred miles north of Snowfield Dragon City for five years!"

All the demons fell silent.

Chen Tianqu's eyes gradually turned cold: "What, do you want to renege?"

After another long silence...

The Snake-Haired Demon General snorted coldly: "Let's go!"

The Snake-Haired Demon General still held considerable prestige, so as soon as she spoke, over half of the demons followed her.

Cangming coldly scanned the many figures on Snowfield Dragon City, gave Shen Xingchen one last unwilling look, and turned to follow the group.

The swarming mass of demons gradually retreated.

Cheers erupted from Snowfield Dragon City.

"The Young Marshal is invincible!"

"The Young Marshal is a born genius!"

"As long as the Young Marshal is here, our Snowfield Dragon City will never lose!"

"..."

The news that Shen Xingchen had single-handedly fought six Royal Class opponents and won spread rapidly throughout the city, leaving many soldiers dazed.

"Wasn't the Young Marshal only at the sixth rank three months ago?"

"I heard that when the Young Marshal fought the Royal Class, the aura he burst out with was at the peak of the ninth rank."

"Is he the kind of person people talk about when they say cultivation progress makes leaps and bounds every day?"

"I always feel like the Young Marshal is like a giant sponge, with endless potential..."

...

Snowfield Dragon City, Conference Hall.

Jiang Shuo scrutinized Shen Xingchen: "How long has it been, and you've run back to Snowfield Dragon City again?"

Shen Xingchen said, "You promised me that once I reached the peak of the ninth rank, I would get a chance to enter Ruins No. 007 and acquire origin qi to advance to the Xiang Realm."

Jiang Shuo asked, "So the reason you cultivated so fast was just to avoid missing this year's Ruins No. 007?"

Shen Xingchen nodded: "Yes!"

Jiang Shuo really didn't know how to describe his feelings right now.

Three months from sixth rank to ninth rank—if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would surely suspect the kid was a madman.

Shen Xingchen asked, "When does Ruins No. 007 open, and is there anything I need to watch out for?"

Jiang Shuo pondered for a moment: "Ruins No. 007 opens once every two years, with three spots each time. Since none of us expected you to progress at such speed, the three spots have already been assigned."

Shen Xingchen froze: "Ah?"

Jiang Shuo pressed his hand down in a calming gesture: "Don't panic yet. Now that you need to enter Ruins No. 007, your priority is definitely the highest. I'll inform the higher-ups so you can replace Song He to enter Ruins No. 007 in six days."

Shen Xingchen finally breathed a sigh of relief: "In six days? What is Ruins No. 007 like?"

Jiang Shuo thought about it and said, "The main body of Ruins No. 007 is a battlefield, filled with countless corpses and broken weapons."

"After teleportation, you will land at the entrance of a canyon. All around are vengeful spirits of those who died in battle. But don't worry, over years of accumulated experience, we've found the optimal path. Those vengeful spirits won't pose a threat to you."

"You just need to follow the path step by step to the battlefield, find the origin qi suitable for you, and then you can exit smoothly."

Jiang Shuo patted Shen Xingchen on the shoulder, "Remember, never enter unexplored areas. If you aggro a single vengeful spirit, you'll be targeted by all of them, which is extremely dangerous!"

Shen Xingchen frowned.

Big Brother Dong Cheng and Old Man Xue both needed the holy infant fruit in Ruins No. 007 to heal their bodies, so he had to take the risk.

Old Man Xue's book tower contained records of the holy cherry fruit tree. In theory, the holy cherry fruit tree roots where yin energy is heaviest. Near the safe route in Ruins No. 007, there were three locations with extremely heavy yin energy, which had to be explored.

Thinking up to this point, Shen Xingchen asked, "Is there anything that can briefly and completely conceal one's aura? Even for just one second, or half a second."

Jiang Shuo felt somewhat helpless.

What kind of trouble was this brat trying to cook up now?

He indeed possessed a spiritual item that fit the description—a Starlight Gauze Robe.

Jiang Shuo always had a feeling that this brat didn't act like a stranger at all, virtually treating him like an old man to drop gear from!

Damn it, damn it!

Were it not for his daughter's feelings toward this brat, why would he be put in such a passive position?

The more Jiang Shuo thought about it, the angrier he got, glaring at Shen Xingchen.

Shen Xingchen felt a chill down his spine from Jiang Shuo's glare, asking weakly, "Is there one or not?"