You're Not A Lord Of The Apocalypse Chapter 377: Secret Spirit Masters and Martial Artists, the Differences in the Secret Martial World - Novel Cool

Chapter 377: Secret Spirit Masters and Martial Artists, the Differences in the Secret Martial World

Chapter 377: Secret Spirit Masters and Martial Artists, the Differences in the Secret Martial World

‘My Strong Aura has increased by 27. Now, everyone who sees my corpse will be shocked and admiring, then provide me with a level.’

Qin MuYe felt a sense of despair. When the Blood Rose Society's president returned, she brought along several high-ranking officials who came to inspect, which only added to the illusion of victory.

He realized that once the Strong Aura judged Qin MuYe as the victor, the defeated party would unconsciously view him as a strong figure. Even without the judgment, the aura itself would cause the opponent to doubt their abilities.

Under normal circumstances, they would challenge Qin MuYe, but since he was a corpse, combined with the preconceived notions and intimidation from others, he was almost always judged as the victor within a few minutes.

Fortunately, these people hadn’t lost their minds. Although they had brainwashed themselves to some extent, they kept it within a small circle and didn’t inform all members of the Blood Rose Society.

Qin MuYe also noticed a problem: why were all these Secret Spirit Masters female? Not a single male, which seemed a bit unscientific.

It was like the neighboring Martial Artists, who seemed to have no females either!

‘Sigh~ Gender differences leading to systemic issues? Is there something wrong with the people in this world?’ Qin MuYe thought, finding it strange.

‘From what I can see, there must be some issue with the two extraordinary systems.’

Secret Spirit Masters and Martial Artists, though two different systems, did not appear to be at odds. The competition was more between factions rather than systems.

After all, both sides did not have many conflicts of interest.

Through the information gathered by the spirits, he learned that Martial Artists spent a lot of money on food and drink, but Secret Spirit Masters were different. For them, a good location was crucial.

Because they needed a sufficient energy environment to enhance the Secret Spirits within their bodies, which were powered by Secret Spirit Energy—the extremely thin, dark, and bloodthirsty energy that Qin MuYe had previously sensed in the environment.

Secret Spirit Energy was not uniformly distributed; it seemed to be irregular. For example, the concentration of Secret Spirit Energy at the Blood Rose Society’s headquarters was nearly ten thousand times higher than elsewhere.

For Secret Spirit Masters, it was akin to a blessed land, but for ordinary people, it was a toxic and deadly place.

Qin MuYe was genuinely curious about what caused the division of these systems, and why it was so extreme, even to the point of dividing by gender.

When something is abnormal, there must be a reason, so Qin MuYe suspected there was some unknown secret behind it.

Even the Martial Artists and Secret Spirit Masters seemed to take this for granted and didn’t delve into it deeply.

‘So, are these Blood Rose Society Secret Spirit Masters just brain-dead? They know about this, yet they still want to find some secrets from my corpse. Are they crazy? Even if they find something, it would belong to the Martial Artists, and it wouldn’t help their incompatible Secret Spirit Masters.’

‘Well, even though I’m not a Martial Artist, there are indeed some strange secrets on my corpse. But they’re still brain-dead. Maybe it’s because this Secret Spirit Master organization is too young.’

The Blood Rose Society was relatively young compared to other Secret Spirit Master organizations and Martial Artist sects, having only been around for thirty years. Some of the older organizations had traditions that spanned millennia.

So, they might not have given up easily. If it were another Secret Spirit Master organization, they would likely contact a Martial Artist sect immediately and try to sell the information for a good price.

Although Martial Artists spent a lot of money on cultivation, it didn’t mean they were broke.

Similarly, Secret Spirit Masters, while not needing to spend money on cultivation, still needed funds to expand their influence. Without money, they would be unable to make progress.

Only a young organization like the Blood Rose Society, which hadn’t yet faced the harsh realities of the world, would keep such a hot potato instead of selling it for profit.

"How about it? What are your thoughts?" asked the president of the Blood Rose Society, Ye Zhen.

The group of elders looked at each other, unsure what to think. Besides recognizing his strength, they couldn’t sense anything else just by looking.

After all, what could they see with their eyes?

"If we can study the remains of this exceptionally powerful Martial Artist and unlock the mysteries of his physique, it might just be the solution to our weakness."

Ye Zhen, seeing that no one was around, spoke directly.

"President, if we really manage to study it, will our figures end up like those of the Martial Artists?" Left Qiuqing, hiding in the corner, timidly raised her hand and asked.

This question made all the Secret Spirit Masters in the meeting room pause.

Due to the influence of their Secret Spirits, Secret Spirit Masters were exceptionally beautiful, with figures that were incredibly alluring.

It was normal for people to care about their appearance, but if they really succeeded, would they have to become like those muscle-bound Martial Artists, with arms thicker than their thighs, or even with bulging veins and a face full of brute force?

"Hisss~ President, we need to be cautious about this!" an elder cautioned, and many others echoed this sentiment.

Unlike Martial Artists, Secret Spirits could grant Secret Spirit Masters eternal youth, so they all placed a great deal of importance on their appearance. The thought of turning into hulking muscle men was more unbearable than death itself.

Martial Artists, while they aged, could maintain their physical peak through the use of secret martial techniques, so they wouldn’t have issues like muscle relaxation or the inability to retain vital energy as they grew older.

Therefore, to some extent, physique and muscles could also serve as a symbol of a Martial Artist’s strength.

Ye Zhen was also taken aback by this question but quickly regained her composure: "Don’t worry, this supreme Martial Artist’s body isn’t the same as the other Martial Artists we’ve seen, so..."

"Ahem, President, could it be because this person has achieved the pinnacle of secret martial techniques, making him unique? Can we really compare ourselves to such an invincible being?" another elder reminded.

Qin MuYe’s body indeed looked no different from a normal person, but in their eyes, it was because he was invincible. Over the years, there had been only one such person in the entire secret martial world, and they were well aware of their own limitations, knowing they could never compare to him.

Therefore, even if the president painted a rosy picture, they were still very cautious when it came to their appearance.

"I can’t guarantee that, but what if we succeed?" Ye Zhen said sternly: "Our Blood Rose Society isn’t a major power, but now it’s different. With this body, we can aspire to greater heights. You don’t want to be oppressed by other forces, do you?"

"There are many ways to become stronger, not just by relying on a dead body. I suggest we can study the secrets, but it’s not worth investing everything in it."

"Besides, this is a dead supreme Martial Artist. If he were alive, we could bet everything on him, but a dead body, no matter how miraculous, can’t change that."

One of the elders naturally opposed this, which was quite normal. If they really found the secrets, who would be the guinea pig? Certainly not the president. Moreover, this experiment would be long-term and couldn’t be completed quickly, leading to many uncertainties.

Because they weren’t a major power, they couldn’t afford to take such a risk. If they lost, it would mean ruin.

Clearly, this elder’s suggestion was agreed upon by the others, so even as the president of the Blood Rose Society, Ye Zhen couldn’t force her proposal through.

Fortunately, the others didn’t push it too far, as they were all quite envious of the Martial Artists’ powerful physiques.

"Alright, let’s do it this way. As for the specific personnel, I think we should..."

Qin MuYe, listening to these people discuss plans for studying his body, found it entirely unserious. Even if they didn't dissect the body to study its internal structure, they should at least observe the genetic makeup, but these people couldn’t come up with a proper plan.

In the end, after a long silence, they could only say: "How about we just observe the body?"

'So, they’re just relying on divine intervention, just like the Martial Artists.'

The growth of Martial Artists naturally involved daily consumption of secret medicines, following the breathing and training methods of their schools, and then self-awakening their martial will before advancing to higher levels of secret martial techniques. They never thought about why.

Perhaps it was due to the lack of advanced technology, and these two extraordinary groups hadn’t paid much attention to technological development.

(End of Chapter)

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