Chapter 118: Ying Tianqing: Why Do You Call Me a Turtle?

Chen Zheng has obtained the Great Five Elements Technique but has not yet cultivated it.

At this moment, he was searching the Bronze Hall inside Xuan Gui Pavilion while also cultivating.

His method of cultivating this technique differs from ordinary people who absorb various treasures of the five attributes—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

Instead, he uses a simple, brute-force method: the black hole of the character "Ming" swallows the Great Free Xuan Gold Sword Qi, Wan Shui Divine Secret, Azure Flame Seven-Refinement Rays, and a total of fifteen Five Elements divine skills, shatters them all, and turns them into nourishment for the Great Five Elements Technique.

All that nourishment is fully absorbed by the Great Five Elements Technique, allowing the method to take shape as a Five Elements Array, which is then bestowed upon the corresponding internal organs.

The liver corresponds to wood, the spleen to earth, the heart to fire, the lungs to metal, and the kidneys to water.

His organs have become even more robust.

The number of divine skills has retreated from sixty‑one to fifty‑one.

Although more divine skills are better, refinement is still of paramount importance.

For example, Wan Luo, though lacking the many divine skills cultivated by the Star-Extinguishing Thief, possesses far greater magical power because he has cultivated a massive martial strength divine skill.

Chen Zheng's cultivation focus is also on refinement, emphasizing various calamity characters as the main, with the Three Thousand Great Dao as support.

Supreme divine skills are optional.

The dozens of great divine skills currently used to boost magical power will later be completely discarded.

"Is the Book of the Boundless Stars incomplete?"

After completing the Great Five Elements Technique, Chen Zheng immediately set out to fuse numerous stellar divine skills into the Book of the Boundless Stars.

However, the Book of the Boundless Stars forged by the Star-Extinguishing Thief is only half complete, so it must be abandoned.

As for the other half, it is not within the Xuan Huang Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie Great World but lies in the distant Boundless Great World.

This realm is far more powerful than the Xuan Huang Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie Great World, ruled on the surface by a massive conglomerate called the Boundless Star Palace.

The Boundless Star Palace's flagship absolute art is the Great Stellar Technique, of which the Book of the Boundless Stars is a branch.

It is said that the Boundless Star Palace contains three hundred and sixty halls, with millions of Ancient Giants at the Golden Core realm, and countless Ten Thousand Age Giants as well.

One of the Ten Daoist Sects, the Star Cluster Sect, defected from the Boundless Star Palace's "Star Cluster Hall" and established itself in the Xuan Huang Xuan Xuan Huang Da Shijie Shijie Great World.

For various reasons, the Star Cluster Sect lacks any cultivation method for the Great Stellar Technique, not even its branch divine skills.

Later, when Chen Zheng visits this sect, he could trade the Book of the Boundless Stars for considerable resources.

That is a story for later, so let's set it aside for now.

At this moment, Chen Zheng kept walking through the passage, and whenever he saw a Bronze Gate, he affixed a triangular object to it.

He didn't know how many panicked customers hurried past, but he ignored them all.

He also encountered dozens of people from Wan Gui Immortal Island, and he exterminated them all.

Finally, he arrived before a massive palace.

The hall gate swung open, revealing an interior spanning hundreds of li, filled with towering racks and many large boxes—likely one of Xuan Gui Pavilion's warehouses.

Inside the hall, two people were engaged in a fierce chase: one was Wan Renfeng, and the other, surprisingly, Ying Tianqing.

"Demon Marshal, you actually took advantage of the chaos to snatch Xuan Gui Pavilion's treasures?" Wan Renfeng's expression darkened as he unleashed massive water dragons to assault Ying Tianqing.

"If the Forty Great Thieves can take them, why can't I?"

Ying Tianqing wore a faint smile, strolling casually through the hall; wherever he went, the racks and boxes there were added to his collection.

Occasionally, he snapped his fingers to emit streaks of black gang qi, vibrating in a strange rhythm that caused one water dragon after another to collapse, leaving Wan Renfeng both frantic and angry.

During their duel, many racks were shattered, and assorted items scattered everywhere inside the hall.

Especially the pills stored in some boxes, which were reduced to nothing by the reverberations of their clash.

Chen Zheng's face darkened as he shouted at the two inside the hall, "Stop fighting! You've destroyed my belongings; ten lives aren't enough to kill you!"

"Who?"

"What audacity!"

Ying Tianqing and Wan Renfeng paused, their gazes simultaneously sweeping to the hall entrance, where they recognized Chen Zheng masquerading as the Deadly Island Master, and were both startled.

They were shocked that a triple‑divine‑skill petty thief, ant‑like in stature, dared to claim the hall's items as his and rebuke them.

An ant daring to scold an Ancient Giant—where does such courage come from?

"Do you think you are Chen Zheng of the Feather Ascension Sect?"

"A clueless, stinky rat dares to bark wildly before me? Kneel before me!"

Wan Renfeng's eyes flashed with murderous intent as he strode toward the hall's exit, his aura a torrent of crashing waves, overwhelming Chen Zheng with relentless pressure.

He could not get the better of Ying Tianqing, stewing with resentment.

Chen Zheng seized the opportunity to harshly humiliate and torment him, making him understand the might of an Ancient Giant, then kill him completely, venting his malice.

"Just by that sentence, your death won't be unjust…"

Chen Zheng's expression hardened; he stepped forward, appearing to teleport right before Wan Renfeng, and raised his hand for a slap.

"That fast?"

Wan Renfeng startled, tried to dodge, but failed, and Chen Zheng's slap struck his cheek directly.

With a "bang", he was yanked, spewing blood, his body hurled sideways, crashing to the ground and rolling repeatedly like a tumbling gourd.

"You dare hit me?"

Wan Renfeng barely steadied his rolling body, clutching his massive head, his eyes blood‑red as he glared at Chen Zheng.

He, a bona fide Ancient Giant.

Aside from once being kicked in the face by Chen Zheng in an accident, he had always only bullied others.

But now, a petty thief ant‑like had flung him through the air.

That huge disparity almost drove him mad.

"He's so strong; he can't be the Deadly Island Master. Which eight‑fold divine‑skill master is impersonating him that even I can't recognize?" Ying Tianqing's pupils narrowed, and while silently guessing Chen Zheng's identity, he moved toward the hall's exit without a trace.

"I still intend to kill you."

Chen Zheng stepped forward to stand before Wan Renfeng, looked down at him indifferently, and lifted his foot to stomp on his head.

"Go die!"

Wan Renfeng seethed with hatred, his hair flying wildly, wanting to unleash his divine power to bombard and kill Chen Zheng.

But he was too slow.

Chen Zheng's strength was beyond his imagination.

Bang!

Chen Zheng stepped on his face with one foot, grinding it back and forth like crushing a dog, until his skull cracked with popping sounds and blood spurted from all his orifices.

"Ah, stop, or I'll self-destruct my natal golden core and perish with you!" Wan Renfeng screamed like a pig being slaughtered.

"Then go ahead and explode."

Looking at them one by one

Chen Zheng wore a sneer, flicked his finger to shoot a stream of Yellow Spring Holy Water into Wan Renfeng's body, tightly wrapping his natal golden core.

"Ah, Yellow Spring Holy Water! How could you possibly have such a thing?" Wan Renfeng shrieked as if seeing a ghost.

He was utterly despairing.

Pfft!

Chen Zheng lifted his leg and blasted Wan Renfeng's head apart, the headless body melted away, and he sucked the natal golden core into his sleeve in one fluid motion.

He moved, arriving again at the hall's exit, blocking the path of Ying Tianqing, who tried to sneak away.

Ying Tianqing's steps halted, his expression solemn, he clasped his hands and said, "Fellow Daoist, we have no grudge or enmity; why block my way?"

Chen Zheng said with amusement, "Between us there is deep affinity; you must leave something behind to be allowed to go."

"What affinity do I have with you!" Ying Tianqing cursed inwardly while also letting out a sigh of relief.

Chen Zheng only wanted wealth.

He waved his hand, a small pouch flew out from his body and floated before Chen Zheng, smiling as he said, "Inside are ten million medicinal pills I obtained in the hall; I give them to you, fellow Daoist, to resolve our affinity."

Having said that, he was about to go around Chen Zheng and leave the hall.

Who knew Chen Zheng's expression turned grim as he said, "You, the illustrious son of the Devil Emperor, can only produce this? Are you trying to send off a beggar?"

"……"

Ying Tianqing's smile froze.

After a moment's thought, another pouch flew from his body, still smiling as he said, "Inside are five hundred thousand primordial pills, a small token, not much of a tribute."

Primordial pills and Nascent Soul pills are of the same rank; five hundred thousand equals fifty million Yang White pills, which should be enough to offset our affinity, right?

Chen Zheng didn't even glance at it: "Just this, and you have the nerve to call it a tribute?"

"Greedy wretch, how despicable!" Ying Tianqing seethed inwardly but dared not show it, then produced a large gourd.

The gourd contained Nine Yang Holy Water, at least ten times what Chen Zheng had obtained previously from the Seven Leaf Devil Lord.

"Still not enough."

"This is a treasure I have cherished for many years..."

"Trash."

"This is the Great Collapse Technique, one of the Three Thousand Great Daos."

"Barely adequate."

"Then may I leave now?"

"No, you must still kowtow three times and loudly proclaim three times that you are a turtle."

"You..."

"Do you want to die?"

"No, no, no, fellow Daoist is my senior; it's proper to kowtow to a senior, but why must I shout that I am a turtle?"

"Just shout when I tell you to."

Ying Tianqing produced treasure after treasure, but Chen Zheng kept saying it wasn't enough, nearly making him vomit blood from anger.

He could only knock out his teeth and swallow them.

He couldn't beat him in fight, and though others dared to kill Wan Renfeng, threatening him with his father the Primordial Emperor clearly had no effect.

What could be done?

He could only tearfully produce all his treasures.

Even the treasure-laden clothing he wore was taken off, leaving only a large pair of underpants; he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Chen Zheng before slinking away in disgrace.

"As expected of the Emperor's son, the medicinal pills on him total at least three hundred million, plus a gourd of Nine Yang Holy Water, and adding the pills from this hall, my mana can rise another level."

Chen Zheng nodded in satisfaction, then simply cultivated within this hall, refining the various treasures he had obtained as well as Wan Renfeng's natal golden core.

However, the divine abilities within Wan Renfeng's golden core mostly duplicated those of Wan Yuhua, giving Chen Zheng only two new kinds, bringing his total to fifty-three.

Yet it also increased his mana.

Chen Zheng's mana kept growing, reaching 1.8 million horsepower in an instant.

Rumble—!

Suddenly, the Black Tortoise Pavilion seemed to have been struck by an extraterrestrial celestial body, violently shaking as heaven and earth swayed.

"The Three Thousand Great Formation has been completely sealed off; has the Black Tortoise Pavilion finally broken free from the earth's tectonic plate?"

Chen Zheng felt delighted, his body moved, and he darted swiftly toward the outside of the Black Tortoise Pavilion.

(End of chapter)