Martial Dao: Peace by Force

Chapter 341: Chapter 190: Shaking the Vicious Beast, Lofty Ambition

First, he had deliberately provoked the creature, drawing its wrath and forcing it to focus its Perception Power on him.

Then, he used Talismanic Magic to cause a massive explosion in the area—the bigger the commotion, the better. It was tantamount to blowing up the creature’s lair.

After that, he imitated the aura of a Li Huo Sect disciple. Wan Ze didn’t know how Brother Feng had managed it, but he had somehow used the lingering Qi from the two corpses, attached it to his own body, and made the creature ”see” a Li Huo Sect disciple rampaging in its territory.

Finally, he created a scene that would incite the mountain creature to kill.

Those two corpses were the best evidence.

The vines would drag them back to its lair, where the creature would sniff them, look them over, and examine them again and again. Ultimately, it would remember their scent, remember their Sect, remember... that the Li Huo Sect was its enemy.

Brother Feng had said it himself: the big lug in there would definitely hold a grudge against the Li Huo Sect now.

Even beasts have long memories, especially when someone encroaches on their territory.

It wouldn’t know Feng Jiuchen was the one behind it. It would only know that people from the Li Huo Sect had come, that people from the Li Huo Sect had blown up its home, and therefore, that people from the Li Huo Sect deserved to die.

’How strong do you have to be to pull something like that off?’

Wan Ze sighed, feeling a surge of aspiration.

He picked up his communicator and glanced at the time.

He had spent so much time in Huangliang; the whole experience felt like it had taken half a day, but in reality, a mere twenty minutes had passed.

’What a wild night!’

Wan Ze leaned back in his chair, stared up at the ceiling, and let out a long breath.

If he hadn’t experienced it all firsthand, who would believe that all these bizarre events weren’t a dream, but reality?

Mountains suddenly shooting up from the ground, lightning striking from the void... Sword Cultivators, Qi Refiners who could cast Talismanic Magic... battles that could sunder mountains and split the earth with every move.

All of it was real.

Huangliang was real, Qi Refiners were real, the Tomb was real, and those terrifying entities were real. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

That world existed deep in his consciousness, separated from him by just a thin layer of his Spiritual Form, and he could return at any time.

’In the end, I’m just not strong enough!’

’I have to get stronger!’

’And crush them all!’

Wan Ze focused his mind and began to review his gains from the trip to Huangliang.

An interface materialized before his eyes. The items he had acquired were listed line by line on the pale blue screen of light.

His Magic Sense had increased, and so had his Spiritual Form. Both stats showed a noticeable jump.

He had also acquired a defensive Magic Technique: the Double Python Seal.

Although this Dharma Seal was only effective in Huangliang, that was enough for him for now.

’When I enter Huangliang to cultivate again soon, I’ll need to keep practicing the Taiyin Breathing Technique and master the Double Python Seal as fast as I can,’ Wan Ze muttered to himself, already drawing up a training plan in his head.

The Taiyin Breathing Technique was the foundation of all his Power, so he absolutely couldn’t stop practicing it.

The Double Python Seal was a life-saving technique; he couldn’t put off learning it.

And then there was the Heaven and Earth Sword Pulling Slash. He still needed over thirty thousand more Pulling Slashes to reach the Intermediate level.

The Twelve Divine Intentions Fist, still over twenty thousand repetitions to go.

Cloud-Breaking Fist, still over twenty thousand more.

Wave-Treading Shocking Swan, still over twenty thousand more.

...

’Damn it, I’m done looking. The more I see, the more frustrated I get!’

’It’s a long road ahead... such a long road.’

Wan Ze took a few deep breaths. ’Still, you have to walk the path one step at a time.’

He put the communicator on the table, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, and the adrenaline rush from his brush with death slowly faded.

But Wan Ze didn’t fall asleep.

He was still thinking about things.

What was really hidden behind the Bronze Gate in the Tomb?

He also thought about what Brother Feng had said. If the Li Huo Sect really had no intention of abandoning that area... that would be the worst possible outcome.

Would the enraged, terrifying entity deep in the mountain range vent its fury on the Li Huo Sect?

Tonight’s trip to Huangliang was over.

But what about tomorrow, the day after, and the day after that?

Not strong enough... he wouldn’t even get the scraps from the Tomb.

But the problem was, he and Feng Jiuchen had been the first to discover the Tomb.

If he couldn’t get anything out of it...

’Fuck that! I won’t let that happen!’

’Sleep? Hell no!’

’Time to train!!!’

Outside the window, the moon slowly drifted west.

...

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!

Inside the training hall, the air tore with the sound of ripping silk as afterimages of his kicks sliced through it.

Wan Ze kicked nonstop, his right leg lashing out like a whip while his left leg stood firm as a post. Each alternating kick left a trail of blurry afterimages.

Sweat had long since soaked through his training uniform. A large, dark patch of it ran down the groove of his spine, and his pant cuffs were damp, clinging to his ankles.