Berserk God of War

272: Chapter 272 Qianbei Building 272: Chapter 272 Qianbei Building Suddenly, Sikong Jing understood; it was because he had contributed the Beast Skill Black Vortex Fist to the Holy Dragon Palace, thereby earning points.

“What level of demon dragon can these points rent?” Sikong Jing asked.

Yu Yan replied, “If it’s only for one day, you can rent one from the Second Realm of Xuantian.”

A hint of hesitation flashed in Sikong Jing’s eyes before he asked again, “What about 1.6 million points?”

“That would allow you to go up one level, to the Third Realm of Xuantian,” Yu Yan replied.

After checking the time, Sikong Jing spoke softly, “Give me a Green Jade Tube; I want to earn another 800,000 points.”

In an instant, Yu Yan and Wen Hu’s mouths fell open in shock.

Could it be that Sikong Jing possessed another high-level Hong-grade Martial Skill?

They were not yet aware that Sikong Jing had a Fire Bone Dragon Spear that he had not yet contributed.

Not daring to delay, they immediately handed a Green Jade Tube to Sikong Jing.

In the following two hours, Sikong Jing engraved the Beast Skill Fire Bone Dragon Spear onto it and handed it over to Yu Yan.

After confirming the task was completed, Sikong Jing then had 1.6 million points.

Wen Hu then led Sikong Jing to the Demon Dragon Valley.

This was another valley within Qilong Mountain where the mounts of the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, the demon dragons, lived.

After Wen Hu informed the valley elder that a student wished to rent a demon dragon, he asked Sikong Jing, “Which demon dragon would you like to rent?”

Initially, Sikong Jing intended to rent a Fire Bone Battle Dragon, but he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and scanned over the dozen or so Demon Beast Cores he had received from Wang Wei and Wang Xiang.

Among them, the second core belonged to a demon dragon.

He directly swallowed this core and then sensed the shape of its original owner.

From the core, it was apparent that this demon dragon was purple, with wings shaped like lightning, and its body was very long, resembling a winged serpent.

One could tell at a glance that this demon dragon was an extremely fast creature.

Without any hesitation, Sikong Jing described the appearance of this demon dragon.

“It’s a Thunder Winged Dragon Snake.”

After informing Sikong Jing, Wen Hu turned to the elder guarding the valley, “Elder Lu, do we have a Thunder Winged Dragon Snake of the Third Realm of Xuantian?”

Upon hearing this, Elder Lu slowly said, “Yes, we have exactly one of the Third Realm of Xuantian in the Demon Dragon Valley.

Give me the 1.6 million points now, and I will call it out for you.”

Naturally, Sikong Jing did not hesitate to give out the points.

Then, the valley’s Elder Lu blew a horn, emitting strange notes.

“Roar…”

After a dozen breaths, Sikong Jing, having seen the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake in the core, watched as it flew out of the valley.

After Elder Lu gave some instructions to the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake, he turned to Sikong Jing and said, “Now you can mount it.

Remember, you must return within a day; otherwise, the points will double.”

“If the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake dies in battle, the points will increase tenfold,” he added.

“If you also die, then the Holy Dragon Academy you belong to will pay the points.

Go on!”

Sikong Jing nodded and then leaped onto the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake, soaring into the sky towards the direction of the Long Night Imperial City.

Watching Sikong Jing ride off on the dragon, Elder Lu suddenly furrowed his brows and asked, “Wen Hu, when I was collecting the points just now, it seemed like that young man’s Token was for an apprentice Baby Dragon?”

“Uh…

Elder Lu, you must have seen wrong,” Wen Hu replied, with a twitch of his mouth.

Mentally cursing himself for being so careless, if word of Sikong Jing’s actions spread, Vice Palace Master Qin Heng would not let him off.

The same rule applied: even an elder couldn’t know about this.

If secrecy was essential, then it must be maintained thoroughly, even Sikong Jing’s points should not be revealed unless he became an Official Student.

“Indeed, it seems my old eyes have become blurry.

How could a mere apprentice possibly have so many points?” Elder Lu said before he stopped being suspicious and happily accepted the 1.6 million points.

On the other side, Sikong Jing rode on the back of the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake, his eyes sparkling with sharp light.

As he digested the inner core obtained from Wang Wei, he observed the flow of the demonic power within the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake, all while covertly watching the dragon snake beneath him, constantly making comparisons between the two.

He aimed not only to borrow the dragon but also to use the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake to enhance himself as much as possible.

Nobody knew what kind of powerful students were waiting for him inside the Thousand Cups Building.

However, Sikong Jing couldn’t reveal the aura of the Blood of Ten Thousand Beasts, for fear that the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake, in a moment of impulse, might turn and devour him.

Although these Demon Dragons were tamed by the Long Night Saint Dragon Palace, the temptation of the Blood of Ten Thousand Beasts was too great.

It could ignite the bestial nature of the tamed demon beasts at any moment.

And so, while absorbing the power of the inner core, Sikong Jing was simultaneously developing new Beast Skills.

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Qianbei Building, located on the edge of the most bustling commercial district in Long Night Imperial City.

Surrounded by a small grove of trees and a winding river, it looked elegant with a touch of class, and from within emanated a faint aroma of wine.

The name of Qianbei Building naturally had to do with alcohol, as it was a wine house.

At this moment, Sikong Jing stepped onto the street leading to Qianbei Building.

The Thunder Winged Dragon Snake had already concealed itself among the cloud layer.

His father-in-law Su Zhenglong and others were still in the hands of Gu Wei, so naturally, he could not immediately reveal the Thunder Winged Dragon Snake.

The evening glow reddened the sky as Sikong Jing walked forward with a cold expression on his face.

Suddenly, a dazzling figure in a bright red dress passed by Sikong Jing.

Immediately after, Sikong Jing heard the voice of Ning Jingjing by his ear.

“My people are already hidden around the Thousand Cups Building.

Just step thrice, and we will rush in to rescue them.”

Having said that, Ning Jingjing, in her red dress, walked by with a leisurely grace, chatting and laughing with other women.

Amidst the glow of the evening, she was like a series of beautiful scenes.

A flicker of emotion crossed Sikong Jing’s eyes.

He hadn’t expected Ning Jingjing to still risk sending people, but he continued, undisturbed, making his way towards the Qianbei Building.

There were surely observers of Gu Wei around; he could not show any signs of irregularity.

Finally, he arrived at the entrance of Qianbei Building, where several figures emerged.

“You must be Sikong Jing, right?

Mr.

Gu has been waiting for you for a long time.”

“However, before you enter, we need to take everything you have on you.”

After saying this, they stared at Sikong Jing with a sinister gaze.

A cold glint flashed through Sikong Jing’s eyes, “Is that necessary?

I’ve come alone; are you still afraid that I’m carrying weapons?”

The men shrugged their shoulders, and one of them said, “Mr.

Gu said you have an Innate Treasure on you.

This is just a precaution.

If you dare resist…” He motioned, “Bring up the people.”

As soon as he finished speaking, several men were dragged to the door, and they were none other than a group of Black-armored Soldiers.

These were the men who had taken Su Zhenglong, his father-in-law, and others around the Long Night Imperial City, and naturally, they were also caught by Gu Wei.

The speaker then coldly continued, “Mr.

Gu is also worried that you might have a signal item from the Long Night Black Burning Army.

“Hand everything over, or these Black-armored Soldiers will be the first to descend to the Netherworld.”

The Black-armored Soldiers knelt on the ground, gritting their teeth in resentment and looking expectantly at Sikong Jing.

They certainly did not wish to die here mysteriously.

Taking a deep breath, Sikong Jing handed over everything he had, including everything from the Golden Soul Palace.

In an instant, all Sikong Jing was left with were the clothes on his back.