Chapter 104: Today the Dust Settles and Light Arises, Illuminating Ten Thousand Blossoms Across Mountains and Rivers (Second Update)

Along the way he ran into quite a few Netherworld creatures; before Qin Shi could even greet them, they fled like they'd seen a ghost in broad daylight, turning tail without the slightest hesitation.

This caused the Legendary Talent 【Heart of Steel】 to trigger repeatedly, but it never truly took effect.

"Forget it, next time I'll have a heart-to-heart with them, build some rapport."

Thanks to a last-minute cram session — cultivating the Void Meditation Method — Qin Shi's spirit had grown considerably; even the quite stamina-draining rowing didn't leave him feeling all that fatigued.

Before long, he saw an "island" showing only its pointed tip.

That was precisely the destination.

"Kill kill kill!"

Qin Shi rubbed his hands impatiently, moored the raft, and headed straight for Qin Yixiong.

The latter seemed not to have grasped the situation yet; upon seeing Qin Shi's face, confusion and bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

Immediately after, a trace of cold killing intent likewise bloomed.

Clearly the Qin Family Second Elder recognized this reckless student brat who had taken the Martial God Inheritance.

"It was you, brat, pulling the strings!"

Qin Yixiong's spiritual projection was strange: the upper body was human, but the lower body grew four scorpion-like appendages.

He held a thin sword in hand, his four legs moved nimbly, and his build was nearly two meters tall.

By contrast, Qin Shi was bare-handed, like a rookie fresh out of the newbie village.

"Surname Qin, how come your spiritual power looks not weak at all."

Qin Shi, who had originally planned to bully a weakling, halted his steps and looked back at Super Xiao He.

The Dao Nature Avatar sitting on the raft was quite helpless:

"I can't help you fight."

Right, counting on the Martial God logging in from another location to proxy-fight was a no-go.

Qin Shi focused on dealing with this elite BOSS.

He wanted to claim the first kill, not get reverse-killed by the opponent.

Spiritual offense and defense differ from fist-and-foot combat, ring fighting.

According to Super Xiao He, it hinges on only two factors.

The first is realm: spiritual cultivation divides into four major levels — "Entry into Samadhi", "Holy Embryo", "Sitting Forgetting", "Manifest Saint".

The higher the realm, the more condensed the spiritual field power, enabling one to interfere with matter and display all manner of means.

The second, then, is contemplation.

The richer the contemplation, the more variations of spiritual field power, able to seize infinite marvels and bestow them upon oneself.

Clearly, Qin Yixiong was not a spiritual cultivator, nor had he ever learned a contemplation method.

"The advantage is mine!"

Qin Shi met Qin Yixiong who held the thin sword and whose four legs interlocked; thoughts kept flashing and grinding, finally bursting into brilliance.

"What I've thought of day and night, longed for in dreams, woven from heart and mind, condensed into my strongest weapon…… eh, how is it a cement mixer truck!"

Qin Shi had no time to think further; he rolled nimbly, dodging the thin sword's assassination strike.

Then he nimbly climbed onto that cement mixer truck, started the engine, knocked Qin Yixiong flying, and incidentally ran back and forth over him a few circles.

The bizarre Qin Family Second Elder was flattened into meat paste, dispersing and collapsing bit by bit.

Qin Shi, jumping down from the cement mixer truck, remarked with feeling:

"To die under my cement mixer truck iai — you can count as dying in your rightful place."

Crackle!

Like glass shattering, the Qin Yixiong crushed to death by the cement mixer truck burst out a cluster of light.

"Xiao He, what's this?"

Qin Shi was very cautious and did not approach.

"The Netherworld is a virtual number ocean that carries the spirit and accommodates consciousness; when any creature's spirit or consciousness perishes here, fragments of their lifetime memories or insights will remain in other forms."

Super Xiao He also seemed not to have expected that Qin Shi would be this simple and crude, summoning a cement mixer truck with spiritual power to crash-kill the enemy.

This kid's playstyle is truly unorthodox.

"Surname Qin, probably nothing good left either."

Qin Shi stepped forward, grabbed it, refined it in an instant — sure enough, only chaotic, fragmented memory scenes.

There were childhood roughhousing and laughter with brothers, adolescent indulgence and pleasure……

"Axiong! Drink it, and from now on you'll be a direct-line descendant of the Qin Family main branch!"

Qin Shi saw a middle-aged man whose appearance closely resembled Qin Yixiong push a bottle of deep-red potion before him.

"The Qin Family's future! Lies on you and me! Drink Revival No. 1, and perhaps the ancestors can borrow our bodies to resurrect! Return once more……"

Qin Shi shook his head, shattering this mess of chaotic memories, lest they disturb him.

"All superstitious mumbo-jumbo…… Qin Family ancestors? They've been dead for over a thousand years, and they can still resurrect?"

He was somewhat puzzled; whether Martial God or Spiritual Grandmaster, breaking the thousand-year lifespan limit is very hard.

In Dongxia history, the one who lived the longest seems to be the First Martial God Yan Haishan.

Reputed to have ten generations under one roof, the family flourishing.

"With this trouble resolved, my heart feels much more refreshed."

After confirming Qin Yixiong's consciousness had perished, fulfilling the order's requirement of "brain death".

Qin Shi and Super Xiao He exited the Netherworld, returned to the Thinking Hall, and that sensation of the spirit being able to continuously "recharge" vanished.

"If possible, staying in the Netherworld twenty-four hours a day — would I become a Spiritual Grandmaster in record time?"

"The far greater likelihood is being completely assimilated, turning into another kind of Netherworld creature."

Super Xiao He poured cold water on it.

"The current highest record for humans staying in the Netherworld seems to be ten hours, and that was a Shen Li Da General Manager Shi. However, because he stayed too long, he was later targeted by Evil Things from deeper inside, which invaded and corrupted him."

As expected, the Netherworld is a dark forest; exposing oneself equals attracting danger.

Qin Shi reined in his off-beat thoughts, carefully savoring the taste of pinching the enemy to death.

It seems to feel pretty good.

His originally somewhat stifled and panicked heart instantly became comfortable.

"Cultivation Heart, thoughts penetrating through... is this the feeling?"

Qin Shi sat cross-legged in the Thinking Hall, and a strange association involuntarily popped up.

Dan Ruo those Shen Li Da General Manager Shi with Spiritual Field Power terrifying to the extreme, what would happen if their obsessions couldn't be satisfied?

"Many Martial Artists kill a thousand people, ten thousand people, and still may not touch the Threshold of the Spirit Gate Great Limit. You only need to settle one enemy, and the Prison Gate loosens."

Super Xiao He was somewhat puzzled; life in the Great Universe Era actually isn't worth that much.

Dongxia, possessing Thirty-two Administrative Districts, sees over ten thousand lives end every second, be it vendettas, war, or other causes.

"Just how strong is this guy's moral sense, to stamp the cognition 'killing breaks the law' so firmly in his heart?"

……

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"The Prison Gate is accepting the true self, and finally attaining liberation. The me from the past life is already completely gone. From now on, only... Qin Shi remains."

Qin Shi lowered his head; the moment he realized he could really do it, kill and plunder lives at will, his past life's notions scattered like wind and sand.

The figure of that broken family, divorced parents, dropping out halfway through school, being tricked by relatives, and finally doing hard labor in a foreign land, seemed to disappear bit by bit from his heart.

Countless memories, scenes, condensed into firefly-like specks of light, landing in his palm.

At first dim and tiny, but following Qin Shi's surging Spiritual Field Power they gradually magnified.

As if holding up a bright, clear moon.

"Today I finally know 'I' am 'I'. This is called Passing Prison Pass!"

Qin Shi's heart emptied, like wiping away dust, a clear bright mirror surface reflecting the surrounding world, all beings of the great thousand.

That Spirit Gate Great Limit, naturally and smoothly, he stepped over with one foot!

……

……

"Mr. Liang, we are here to apprehend Gao Haipeng... you must not misunderstand."

Secretary Huo, leading four or five dedicated personnel with Qi Life Force over a hundred, stood outside the corridor entrance.

Opposite them was only a lame cripple with bad legs, yet they didn't dare move.

That rising flame-like Qi mechanism was extremely vast, like a huge Fireball suspended in the Xu Kong, emitting intense light and heat that could melt gold and iron.

"You've read my file?"

Lao Liang raised his eyelids and asked.

"Know a little."

Secretary Huo answered tensely.

"Following the Minister's orders, I processed the contents of your file."

Lao Liang nodded, turned back to glance:

"No wonder this person isn't afraid of me, delivering himself to my doorstep to die."

The middle-aged man limped out of the shadows; the old, worn Dormitory Building had only one room with lights on.

He raised his head to look there, as if seeing a bright moon rise from his heart sea, shining high in the sky.

That cold, hard face like cast iron suddenly revealed a smile:

"Is he formidable?"

"Ah?"

Secretary Huo froze for a moment, following Lao Liang's gaze to look over, only then understanding the meaning.

He answered sincerely:

"Body Breaking Two Limits is already rare; at this age, Spiritual Residence Inner Landscape can be called absolutely unique!"

Lao Liang seemed satisfied, waved his hand and said:

"You all go, right, take that corpse back, don't scare my Disciple."

(Chapter End)