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Chapter 505: Sacrificed Nine Realms Martial Artist
Chapter 505: Sacrificed Nine Realms Martial Artist (Requesting Monthly Vote)
Lin Qi said nothing, but activated his Steel Qi.
Boom!!
Golden radiance erupted from his body. Golden veins surged forth as layer upon layer of Steel Qi coated his form, denser and thicker than before.
Dean Liu’s eyes widened as he scrutinized the transformation.
After several seconds, he exhaled sharply and confirmed, “Yes! This is definitely Steel Qi!”
“So quickly! You’ve mastered Steel Qi in less than three days!”
Dean Liu’s shock deepened. He’d lost count of how many times Lin Qi had stunned him. Watching the young cultivator grow stronger by the day, he felt like he’d only glimpsed the tip of Lin Qi’s iceberg-like talent.
Composing himself, he continued, “Now that you’ve perfected Steel Qi, you’ve already got the Seventh-Grade War Armor.”
“All you need now is a Seventh-Grade weapon.”
“I’ll handle this part. Send me the specifications for the spear you want. We’ll have it delivered to the War Base—it’ll be faster there.”
Lin Qi nodded. This was indeed a good plan.
“Dean Liu, how much does a Seventh-Grade longspear cost?”
As Lin Qi asked, he mentally calculated his dwindling funds. His trip to the Beastblood Colossus had already cost 400 million—Platinum Malevolence Tiger blood alone had been expensive. He had only 200 million left from his Disaster Beast Trial Tower earnings and subsidies. After buying the weapon, he’d be down to mere tens of millions.
He’d need to earn more at the battlefront soon.
Dean Liu nodded. “I’ll front the money first. You can reimburse me once the weapon arrives.”
“But more importantly, where are you planning to go? I wouldn’t recommend the most dangerous spots.”
Lin Qi understood Dean Liu’s concern. The Xia Kingdom had established War Bases in nearly every province. Special devices captured spatial rifts and redirected them to the War Base outskirts for combat.
Geographical factors made some provinces far more perilous—constant targets with larger Disaster Beast tides and occasional Level 9 beasts breaking through. Cang Province, Chuan-Shu, Yue Province, and Jiangnan all qualified. But Bei Jiang Province was the deadliest.
Even more dangerous was the Otherworld’s Azure Firmament Base. With Spatial Gates perpetually open, the Otherworld constantly poured through. One particular zone saw relentless assaults, claiming the most martial artists’ lives.
“Dean Liu, I’m headed to Bei Jiang Province,” Lin Qi said after brief contemplation. If he’d come this far, he’d face the greatest danger.
With Flowing Silver Guardian, he could even block Nine Realms cultivators. His current strength already ranked high among Seventh-Realm experts. At full power, combining Double·Golden Vajra Transformation, he could temporarily reach Eighth-Stage combat potency.
And with Golden Radiance, escaping would always be an option.
Bei Jiang Province meant more beasts—and more money. Most importantly, his allies were stationed there.
Dean Liu frowned momentarily before relaxing into a smile. “That’s true. Bei Jiang Province seems dangerous, but Lao Mu and Mountain and River King are there. With them watching over you, you’ll be safe. I’ll join you too—I know people who’ll help out.”
He nodded, then frowned again. “Still, Bei Jiang’s situation is unstable. Let’s wait until after the Level 10 Disaster Beast is eliminated before heading out.”
Lin Qi agreed. The province faced a major crisis—better to arrive after the storm.
*
Minutes later, in an office atop Heavenly Dome Tower…
Dean Liu gazed at the empty room and sighed. “Never thought Lin Qi would master Steel Qi so quickly. At his current power… I might not even be his match anymore. I should be worrying about myself instead of him.”
*
August 17th
Heavenly Dome Tower, Lecture Hall
Fifty-five students fixated on the massive screen broadcasting the news.
“Breaking news: The massive Disaster Beast Tide in the Sakura Kingdom continues. Six Nine Realms Martial Artists from the Sakura Kingdom engaged in battle, successfully killing the Level 10 Disaster Beast at the cost of two of their own lives. Six 8th-Stage Martial Artists fell in this campaign—the most devastating loss for the Sakura Kingdom in a decade.”
“In Korea, a massive Disaster Beast Tide was neutralized ten minutes ago by six Nine Realms Martial Artists. Two cultivators perished, including ten 8th-Stage and dozens of Seventh-Realm experts.”
“In our own nation, the massive Disaster Beast Tide is nearing its end. All nine Level 9 beasts have been eliminated, and the Level 10 beast has also been slain. However, we mourn the loss of our own Nine Realms Martial Artist—Shadowless Blade King! Additionally, five 8th-Stage and fifteen Seventh-Realm cultivators fell… Reports estimate over 1,020 martial artists sacrificed and thousands wounded.”
The screen displayed Bei Jiang Province’s Black Dragon Base. The battlefield was soaked in blood, littered with beast carcasses. Fighting still raged.
“Shadowless Blade King is dead!” someone murmured, shock rippling through the crowd.
“Ten years… Ten years since the last time a Nine Realms Martial Artist fell in the Xia Kingdom!”
“A Nine Realms cultivator! Think about it!”
Shock and fury gripped the audience. Jiang Tao whispered, “Even a Nine Realms Martial Artist fell? The beasts’ assault must’ve been unimaginable.”
Wan Ming shook his head. “At least we’re better off than Sakura and Korea. They had eight Nine Realms experts—two dead, six left.”
“There must be hidden ones still. Like our Xia Kingdom—officially 26, but maybe over 30.”
Discussions of Nine Realms numbers stirred quiet dread. These cultivators were Blue Planet’s strongest—transcending human limits in combat power and vitality. Killing five in a single day? A chilling omen.
The room fell silent as phones buzzed.
“My fourth brother… fell,” Pei Jiu choked out, eyes bloodshot.
The group quieted, Wan Ming clapping his shoulder. “Condolences.”
Pei Jiu forced a smile. “I had a feeling. Our family’s been lucky—no losses at the battlefront until now. Our luck had to run out eventually.”
“My master died!” a girl cried, her voice cracking. The weight of loss pressed heavier on everyone.
Ding Ding Ding
The bell rang. The instructor sighed, “Class dismissed.”
As students trickled out of the lecture hall, many faces were grim. Lin Qi frowned, overhearing conversations about fallen loved ones.
He exhaled and checked his phone. His master Mu Hong had already messaged the group to confirm safety. Senior Disciple Liang Tai and Second Senior Disciple Wang Zhi Xuan were both at Black Dragon Base—wounded but not seriously.
“Brother Qi, isn’t Bei Jiang Province too dangerous?” Jiang Tao asked, concern in his voice. The group had learned about Lin Qi’s impending journey that morning.
Lin Qi smiled. “Not after the massive tide settles. Calmer times will follow. Besides, I’ve got plenty of survival tricks.”
Jiang Tao nodded, almost forgetting—Lin Qi was an Sss-Rank Genius, champion of the Global Martial Arts Championship. Crimson Vault Martial Arts Pavilion wouldn’t skimp on life-saving equipment.
*
Back at his villa, Lin Qi ate lunch. 400 kilograms of calamity beast flesh later, he still felt hungry.
“My appetite keeps growing,” he mused, feeling his body rapidly digest the essence. Since cultivating The Golden Emperor’s Secret Canon, his hunger had surged exponentially. This would accelerate his growth.
He entered the martial arts training hall. With each breath, primordial energy flowed through his pores. Every cell absorbed the energy—he grew stronger without effort, cultivation speeding up when focused. Even when saturated, residual particles seeped into his muscles, enhancing his body and fueling Steel Qi.
He grabbed the Tiger Slaughter Longspear. As he swung it, the weapon felt lighter.
Hummm!
The black spear vibrated, golden radiance blazing as Steel Qi surged into the shaft, creating a luminous aura. Steel Qi enhanced physical strikes as “fist aura,” amplifying power. On the spear, it became “spear aura,” boosting techniques.
Whoosh!
Lin Qi thrust forward, the point piercing air and unleashing shockwaves. Steel Qi channeled into the weapon, Six Annihilating Lances erupted in succession.
With a weapon in hand, his combat power peaked. Higher-grade weapons could amplify this even further.
“They say Seventh-Grade weapons enhance techniques beyond sharpness or durability—boosting combat power itself. Grade 7 beasts weigh hundreds of tons, even thousands. Killing them barehanded? Nearly impossible.”
He practiced River and Mountain Spear Techniques, his mind drifting with newfound fluidity. With spear aura, the techniques flowed effortlessly.
(End of Chapter)
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