Chapter 142: Just Take It as the Truth

The first few flashy masters of the Chang Le Gang arrived in a showy manner, and now they still circle Du Gu Feng as if facing a great enemy, but in Bai Lang's eyes these people have long wanted to run—it's not like they can't escape. If Bai Lang hadn't suddenly reappeared—of course to others he never vanished, having taken two sword‑qi hits hard and now seeming to have a further breakthrough. Du Gu Feng thinks the same.

Bai Lang can't yet figure out how to handle the problem, only hoping to stall until his Internal Force fully turns into Innate True Qi, when his ability to run or block will give him some initiative. At the same time he curses the damned Yu Yu, the bastard who made Yu Yu is definitely harming others for his own joy; this chaotic evil clown, when Bai Lang sees it, will definitely—'spare me!' He now wonders how to get rid of this Yu Yu—even if that so‑called Adventure Hall is also full of black curtains.

Anyway it's all crap; he has to pick one bubble to eat, and just thinking of it makes Bai Lang nauseous enough to want to die. He really wants to stand up and say to those big bosses, "Big boss, are you having fun playing with us little shrimp?!" Yet he knows, using his gut, that the big boss scoffs at answering… and enjoys it even more.

Dividing his attention, he simultaneously strives to raise his true qi while pondering this damned problem, and Du Gu Feng finally moved—indeed a person, not an NPC, won't give the opponent any chance. He leapt from the roof, drew his sword and swung, instantly a dazzling white sword qi rained down. He was still a bit careless; to him these opponents were probably just worthless chickens and dogs.

However, the direction he fell and the target of his sword thrust was Bai Lang; the mutual sensing among Innate Experts let him aim directly at Bai Lang. That sword was like the Milky Way turned upside down, breaching the seas; even Mu Sect Leader and Mu Ronghua together could not prevent Bai Lang from seeing such a vast sword qi. Bai Lang ignored it, unable to regret why he lacked a divine weapon, and let out a tiger roar, fully deploying Thirteen Tai Bao Golden Bell Shield.

Especially, all his strength poured into his fist, a punch surged at the sword qi before him, with no reserve. This wasn't a duel; it was pure melee. Use as much as you have, sending it out to smash his mother is just normal. The sword qi struck the Golden Bell, then an iron fist blasted the sword qi open; not only did it open, it also carried the reflected sword qi in a recoil, turning in the air into a massive tiger claw that grabbed at Du Gu Feng in mid‑air.

The fist force, acting as a tiger palm that wrapped the sword qi into a tiger claw, collided directly with the treasured sword in Du Gu Feng's hand.

This strike can only be described as like bamboo split by a force; the split bamboo was Bai Lang's fist force—merged with the Golden Bell Shield Divine Skill's Black Tiger Fist power. "Indeed!" Bai Lang roared, knowing in his heart that indeed only real combat can test it; the Black Tiger Fist's force was still not cohesive enough. Some person's ancestor's Long Fist, when used, could defeat any opponent, so the Black Tiger Fist shouldn't be even worse than that; one could only say that if you invoke the Martial God, Xiao Sect Leader's level far exceeds Bai Lang's.

The Black Tiger Fist still has room to train, but for now the strength of his Golden Bell Shield Divine Skill has become evident. After the opponent's sword broke through the fist force, it could not advance an inch; the Golden Bell's power locked the sword qi and the blade firmly. Bai Lang felt a pain at his brow, as if a sword had crossed the battlefield space and pierced him. At that moment a tiger roar echoed in his Divine Sense, the white tiger's killing aura vanished, completely canceling that sword intent.

Bai Lang was too weak to counterattack, and the opponent also returned empty‑handed. Du Gu Feng shifted his form and flew to the other side. Only then did Bai Lang have time to glance at the others—unsurprisingly they were all dead. "Can't even block sword qi! Useless!" Bai Lang muttered. Now there wasn't even a comrade to share the load, and the swordsman before him was still unscathed.

Bai Lang felt that this strike accelerated his conversion of Innate True Qi; the result of the fight was that he began to level up during combat… Bai Lang is now of the hedgehog type; the opponent would need considerable effort to take him down, and he also has counter‑attack capability—if it comes to close‑quarters killing, it's hard to say. Du Gu Feng sheathed his sword, sized up Bai Lang, and sighed, "No, I can't kill you right now."

Then the lunatic used Lightness Skill to run away… that's what Bai Lang thought.

Naturally he wouldn't chase the madman; now was his chance to leave. Mu Ronghua and the others had already told him the exit route, and Bai Lang isn't a three‑year‑old; knowing the route he obviously knows how to go. He packed his light gear and left this Yecheng. Bai Lang has now attained Innate, and his Internal Force flows endlessly as he moves and sits, constantly drawing external vital energy from the Yongquan Palace and the Hundred Confluence Acupoint.

At present it's only going in, not out, which is probably why the so‑called "destiny calamity" occurs; once the Heaven‑Earth Threshold is opened, that calamity will inevitably arrive. If one can go further, cultivating an inner scene that projects outward to communicate with Heaven and Earth, swapping one's Internal Force and True Qi with the cosmos, then perhaps the calamity can be eliminated. That was what Mu Ronghua mentioned casually, and whether one can reach that realm? Neither Bai Lang nor Mu Ronghua dares to imagine.

Having entered Innate, Bai Lang's stature could now be flaunted in this world, but he doesn't want that yet. While fleeing, he began to test whether he could smash that Yu Yu, even if a lunatic big boss is behind it, he wants to try. Not to mention the Golden Bell Shield Divine Skill, even ordinary martial arts could break a cheap jade, right? Bai Lang placed Yu Yu between his palms and spun his hands like millstones.

But Yu Yu was unharmed, and instead Bai Lang heard a voice. "What are you, you brute, trying to do?" Bai Lang immediately said in his Divine Sense, "Get lost, you bastard! Which big boss sent you to mess with me? Brother, I could kneel to you, can't I? Look, there are so many people in the world, you could pick anyone better than me…" He started out rather defiant, but as he kept speaking he softened—can't afford to provoke the big boss.

Even though he was honored as Bai Shaobao, back then he was arrogant and ruthless without a hint of weakness; now seeing a time‑traversing Yu Yu speak to him, he can't stand it. "Don't worry, and don't have persecution delusion!" the Yu Yu said in words Bai Lang could understand, "I'm not trying to harm you; the differing recharge times of each world can't be blamed on some. Also to be clear, that one is a spirit vessel, not a spirit beast, so it won't take your body. So relax a bit, be more open, don't be afraid. Moreover, that one even helped you, didn't it—otherwise you wouldn't think you'd reach Innate so quickly?"

Bai Lang could only take it as the truth, and Yu Yu finally said, "The spirit energy is almost exhausted; from now on that one will just be a treasure and won't speak to you again. Relieved now, huh…" There was a hint of contempt in the words, but Bai Lang still had to treat it as truth—after that Yu Yu fell silent and turned into a lifeless fish carved from warm jade, truly.