Chapter 318: then title translation, then ===GLOSSARY=== then list

Bai Lang struggled to write something on paper while sighing, "What can you do—being uncultured, a single "Holy shit!" gets you through the world." Many of the martial arts written on the paper had twisted, illegible strokes, so he could only tear them up and rewrite what he had comprehended.

Especially the martial arts derived from the Seven Mansions of the White Tiger, which could be written down—but Bai Lang, looking at the description on the paper and the method of circulating qi, thought, "If anyone could cultivate divine power with this, I'd have to shout "Holy shit!" at them." Bai Lang pretended he didn't know martial arts, especially not the Southern Dipper White Tiger Fist; upon closer inspection it was basically fantasy fiction, not something to train with.

A cultivation manual must be simple and direct, with no ambiguity; the depicted qi circulation route must be precise and error‑free. Basically, a truly successful manual for study should be like an instruction manual and experimental report, allowing no mistakes. Of course, divine power imprinted with Divine Sense is another matter—heart‑to‑heart transmission—Bai Lang does not believe true divine power can be captured in writing.

"Many are just concepts, even methods and worldviews—it's basically a person's three views... This thing can only be cultivated." Bai Lang muttered. Anyway, if others in this world got hold of what he left behind, Bai Lang thought there was really no hope they could cultivate divine power from it.

The Double Dragon manual is a tactical secret, integrating Bai Lang's weapon techniques; these two kids, having considerable talent, could therefore achieve something. Moreover, these two have recently made it big—no one knows why Du Fuwei and Fu Gongyou suddenly died, so the entire Jianghuai Army went over to Du Fuwei's adopted sons Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling...

These two kids suddenly attained high positions but found it hard to win over the troops; of Du Fuwei's officers who would have obeyed them, fewer than three out of ten remained, defecting to Li Zitong and Xiao Xian, fortunately none went to the man‑eating demon king Zhu Can. The original Jianghuai Army's territory and forces shrank considerably; at most the Double Dragon command had only thirty thousand troops, yet they had to face Zhu Can's man‑eating demon army of over a hundred thousand beasts.

The trials these two kids must endure are extremely severe, but Bai Lang merely laughed upon hearing it; meanwhile, Wei Zhenzhen worried greatly about her two little brothers, yet could do nothing—this woman's martial arts are quite limited, and going there would only be a hindrance.

Wei Zhenzhen's internal cultivation is surprisingly solid, even impressive in Bai Lang's eyes, but this is merely a body‑building and complexion‑refining art—excellent for nurturing qi and longevity, yet inadequate for combat. Her other martial arts are quite superficial; her lightness skill is somewhat better, but her fists, legs, and weapons are basically a total embarrassment to Bai Lang.

Yet Bai Lang saw that when this woman used a kitchen knife she was practically divine, but why couldn't her knife technique transfer to her combat knife? Bai Lang also knew this was purely a psychological factor. Now the world is in chaos, Bai Lang sits steady at the fishing terrace—after all, he's still wounded and need not go into battle.

"As long as that damned Pure Mind Chan Monastery exists for a day, I'll get no good staying here." Bai Lang muttered. At this moment the demonic sect's people had already begun probing—given their moral standards they'd surely send low‑level disciples first.

Given Bai Lang's current reputation and martial prowess, demonic sect experts normally wouldn't bother probing him—the demoness Wanwan, in Bai Lang's view, is just brain‑addled, which ended up causing him to lose an ally for nothing. Fortunately this also made the demonesses understand Bai Lang's level—at least he's on par with Zhu Yuyan as a top‑tier expert.

Moreover, since he cultivates an external divine art, his killing power stands out among peers of the same rank. Nobody really wants to deal with him specifically, but encountering him on the battlefield is practically a death wish. The Jiangdu Elite Vanguard is rapidly approaching the Wagang Fort's territory, and along the way no rebel army has dared to block them.

This elite army assembled by Yang Guang for the conquest of Goguryeo displayed peerless combat power on their way home, but they suffered from a severe lack of supplies. Consequently, whether passing through or seeking food, they inevitably had to fight the Wagang Army that occupied the Great Sui granaries.

Wang Shichong, that coward, wouldn't even dare stab someone in the back; he tried once but was defeated by Li Mi, and Li Mi likewise dared not press him—because he knew Bai Lang was in Luoyang City, and though Bai Lang hadn't pledged allegiance to Wang Shichong, there was still the sign of the Great Sui emperor above; if they fought under that banner... just imagining that figure who tramples ten thousand armies gave Li Mi a headache.

Such a master of horizontal cultivation, unparalleled in the world, displays siege power even more terrifying than a grandmaster—at least a master or grandmaster, as long as they haven't shattered the void, can always rely on numbers to compensate—never mind anything else, even a grandmaster might not withstand powerful bows and crossbows—their martial arts may be high, but they are not impervious to blades and spears.

Bai Lang is obviously impervious to blades and spears; even when struck by powerful bows and crossbows, or cut and pierced in battle, he suffers not a scratch, and possesses divine strength... Where did he learn this martial art? Many also want to learn it, especially commanders of troops, who would love to have it.

The Pure Mind Chan Monastery seems to have ensnared many; Bai Lang saw Bai Qing'er, who once served as a maid here, her face now ashen, her whole spirit lost. This time Wei Zhenzhen accompanied Bai Lang for a meal outside; she saw Bai Qing'er and also noticed that a ruffian had taken notice of this lost‑spirited woman and was already thinking of attacking her.

Then Wei Zhenzhen shouted, and Bai Lang thus noticed; as his gaze swept over them, a tiger's aura naturally arose, and now, because the White Tiger Seven Mansions reside within him, he also exudes a heavier killing intent. That single glance made those ruffians go limp.

Bai Lang saw Wei Zhenzhen pull Bai Qing'er over to ask after her welfare—she had still thought Bai Qing'er had gotten lost. "Don't worry, her martial arts are far superior to yours; she's a demonic sect member." Bai Lang said lightly; he now had strips of cloth bound under his neck, making him look as if he were seriously injured.

Wei Zhenzhen gasped, hand over her mouth, "What is the demonic sect?" After her exclamation she asked Bai Lang, bewildered. Bai Lang chuckled, "Never mind, never mind, that's not important. What matters is what happened to Bai Qing'er—look at her dazed state; I'd say she's been scared stiff."

By then Bai Qing'er was still a bit dazed—actually, from the moment Wei Zhenzhen pulled her over she hadn't caught her breath. Bai Lang gave her a few more looks, snorted, and his aura gathered like a long blade as he slashed forward: "Fight poison with poison, shock her awake directly; otherwise dragging this on will truly ruin that woman."

Bai Qing'er shrieked and curled into Wei Zhenzhen's embrace; only then did she regain focus in her eyes and burst into tears from fright.