Chapter 514

Wang Ping'an watched Zhang Chengyong lying on the ground, looking miserable, feeling a pang of sympathy; deep down, his killing intent toward Ji Nian and even Yuan Ziming grew a bit stronger, and he thought to himself:

【Ji Nian, Ji Nian, you must not disappoint me; I have shown great mercy and spared your life, yet you didn't avenge my uncle's death, and you didn't even gain any Merit, letting you escape with your life.】

【You must not let Yuan Ziming, who harmed you, go unpunished; if you fail to kill him, I will have to cut you into ten thousand pieces to vent the hatred in my heart!】

Given his current abilities, with the accumulation of vast talent, skills, cultivation methods, and so on, even if Yuan Ziming had Luo Lekang protecting him, or even if Luo Lekang guarded him twenty-four hours a day, he would still have a chance to kill Yuan Ziming—but who made Yuan Ziming the son of the Fengyin Prefecture magistrate?

He didn't act, not because he feared the Fengyin Prefecture magistrate, but because what he cared about was the Daxia behind the magistrate.

Of course.

After all, he is simply too kind-hearted; although Yuan Ziming, this beast, engaged in forced buying and selling, he ultimately did not commit murder and robbery.

Even if he injured his uncle, it was Ji Nian's own decision; even if he redirected his anger toward Yuan Ziming, he couldn't, over this minor matter, spend twenty-four hours looking for a chance to kill Yuan Ziming.

However.

If Ji Nian had the chance to kill Yuan Ziming, he would not only not stop him; if he had the chance, he would even create an opportunity for Ji Nian.

After all, a dog-eat-dog situation like this—let alone him, probably anyone would be willing to watch the spectacle.

Skill: Healing Technique!

Wang Ping'an's thought moved; subconsciously, the spiritual Qi wandering between heaven and earth, as if receiving an inexplicable summons, surged from all directions toward Zhang Chengyong.

At present, what appeared beside Zhang Chengyong was a Paper Person; it possessed many skills that could be used, but it could not drive the internal mana.

It could only rely on the spiritual Qi wandering between heaven and earth; the effect might not match that of mana plus spiritual Qi, but relying solely on spiritual Qi could still exert about eighty percent of the effect.

「What, what, what is going on? 」

Zhang Chengyong collapsed like a dead dog, panting heavily, struggling to recover his injured body, when he suddenly noticed.

One after another, unknown energy surged from all directions; under his bewildered gaze, it enveloped his entire body and seeped into him through his pores.

「Is this spiritual Qi? 」

Zhang Chengyong could clearly feel that as this unknown energy seeped into his body, the pain all over his body, like being cut by knives, eased and even healed; in his mind, he suddenly recalled what his master had once said, his eyes lit up, and he asked doubtfully:

「How could there be spiritual Qi? 」

The next moment.

Zhang Chengyong didn't have time to guess why the spiritual Qi had come; gritting his teeth against the burning pain all over, he sat cross-legged and activated the cultivation method his master had once taught him.

Time passed unknowingly; not knowing how long had elapsed, all the spiritual Qi surrounding Zhang Chengyong was absorbed into his body; aside from the portion repairing his bodily injuries, the rest, under the operation of the cultivation method, transformed into a strand of pure true Qi, which circulated through his meridians, opening up a Qi sea.

Not long after.

Zhang Chengyong opened his eyes; a flash of brilliance flickered in his eyes and vanished; his face and gaze were filled with undisguised joy, and he exclaimed excitedly:

「Opening up a Qi sea—is this the warrior cultivation my master often spoke of? 」 From childhood, his father had pulled strings to send him to the county martial hall to study martial arts; he early showed outstanding talent for martial arts, was taken in by the hall master as a disciple, receiving hands-on instruction; after years of arduous training, his cultivation progressed step by step from martial apprentice to martial practitioner, yet he never managed to cross the threshold into warrior.

It was simply impossible to absorb spiritual Qi into the body, have it transformed by the cultivation method into true Qi, circulate it through the meridians, open up a Qi sea, and store true Qi.

According to his master's words, whether it was talent or cultivation, among his peers he was among the best; even his master back then could not compare to him.

His failure to break through to warrior cultivation was not his fault; it was because warrior cultivation is a major threshold in martial cultivation.

Many martial cultivators can only be considered true martial cultivators once they break through to warrior cultivation; possessing true Qi enables them to perform many martial techniques that only martial cultivators have.

With his current cultivation, he only needed a few more years of arduous training, accumulating drop by drop of true Qi in his body via the method of persistent effort, eventually gathering those drops into a sea.

Finally, with a large amount of true Qi, he would open up a Qi sea within his body, break through to warrior cultivation, and become a true martial cultivator.

Who would have known.

He actually walked into sheer luck today; I don't know what happened, but a sudden surge of spiritual Qi allowed him to fortuitously break through to warrior cultivation.

「So speaking, having been brutally beaten by Ji Nian and losing half my life is, for me, still a good thing; if it weren't for his vicious beating, I might not have been able to break through to warrior cultivation and would still need several more years of arduous training! 」

Although he said that, if one looks closely, the hatred in Zhang Chengyong's eyes is hard to conceal, and he said:

「However, Ji Nian, don't think I'll thank you; rest assured, the next time I meet you, I will definitely make you pay the price! 」

This novel you have arrived at

He is not a petty person, but he is likewise not a magnanimous one; he is simply someone who repays kindness and avenges grudges.

Just now.

He considered himself not to have overreacted, yet Ji Nian, without a word, sent him flying, causing him to lose half his life; at that time, he had already borne a grudge against Ji Nian, swearing that when he found an opportunity, he would surely take revenge and vent his hatred.

Never expected……

The opportunity came so quickly!

A flash of ferocity flickered in Zhang Chengyong's eyes and vanished; the next moment, the scene of Ji Nian slapping him away flashed in his mind; he let out a slight sigh and said disappointedly:

「Unfortunately, although I have broken through to warrior cultivation, given Ji Nian's abilities just displayed, at the very least he is a martial master. 」

At the very least, even in front of my master, I have never felt such helplessness before him; his cultivation must be superior to my master's; if I want to take revenge on him, I still need to continue training!

Although he said that, Zhang Chengyong's face showed no trace of discouragement; he deeply understood one principle:

A gentleman's revenge, ten years is not too late!

Even if his cultivation and talent might fall short of Ji Nian's, he believes he will surely live for several more years; even if he is never a match for Ji Nian in his lifetime, he is confident that Ji Nian will eventually grow old and approach death; at that time, his revenge will also vent the hatred in his heart.

Nor does he fear ridicule!

That's right.

He is precisely the kind of person who etches hatred into his memory for life!

(End of chapter)