"Hahaha!" Zhuang Wujiu laughed, shaking his head.
"Zhuang Wujiu, the person you’ve chased all your life and never caught up with, only obtained my Daoist Embryo."
Chen Shi coldly said, "Even without the Daoist Embryo, I’m still the Scholar, still Chen, the top scorer, while you can only be suppressed by my Daoist Embryo, never hoping to rise again on Despair Slope for your entire life."
Zhuang Wujiu couldn’t continue laughing, clenched his fist tightly, suddenly relaxed again, shook his head, and laughed: "Chen Shi, though you speak truthfully, in the end, you’ve lost the Daoist Embryo."
He walked towards the Qilin Chariot, arrived at the side of the carriage, turned his head, and laughed: "Even if I am like you, without an Innate Dao Embryo, our fates are still different, like heaven and earth. I am high above on Despair Slope, while you struggle for survival in the Mortal World. I cultivate diligently but still cannot reach that person’s Daoist Skill, which is Immortal Technique that you will never touch in your lifetime. You strive your whole life in a cesspool, struggling for survival amidst the torment of death, but even if you exert all your power to defeat and take the name of the top scorer, it’s something I dismiss with contempt."
His aura grew stronger and stronger, a towering Primordial Spirit appeared behind him, nearly a hundred feet tall, looking down at Chen Shi, his voice thundering: "Eleven years, I cultivated to the God Refining Realm, cut Three Corpses, refined Yang God, and achieved the Hundred Feet Primordial Spirit! We are both mortal, but our fates are different; the gap between us will only grow wider."
He entered the chariot, turned, and sat down, speaking indifferently: "Chen Shi, in a hundred years, you will have turned to dust, while I will still be as I am now."
Chen Shi smiled faintly, paying him no mind.
Zhuang Wujiu laughed: "Have you seen this Fire Qilin? It was the young master’s steed. The young master is dead, and this Fire Qilin has no master, wishing to find a new path, so I took it in. In the future, you will be far less than it. When you are on your deathbed, I will send it to light incense and pay respects to you."
Chen Shi was indifferent, let out a snort of laughter, jumped onto a wooden cart, called upon the Black Pot, and boldly left.
Zhuang Wujiu laughed heartily, shouted, and the Fire Qilin treaded on fire clouds, pulling the Treasure Chariot to soar into the sky.
The Black Pot continually looked at Chen Shi, finding that Chen Shi’s expression was normal as if he was utterly unaffected.
It let out a sigh of relief, genuinely worried that the young master’s mindset was thrown off by Zhuang Wujiu.
Now it seems that the young master’s mental cultivation was far above what it used to be. In the past...
Suddenly, Chen Shi’s face took on a green hue, his features somewhat twisted, startling the Black Pot.
"This breath, Young Master cannot bear it! Bearing this breath, what’s the point of being top scorer?"
Chen Shi quickly said, "Black Pot, influence the nearby Heaven Listeners!"
The Black Pot quickly glanced around, locking onto each Heaven Listener, influencing their perception.
Chen Shi took out the Black Iron Stick, offered up the treasure, and activated the Ten Thousand Miles Flying Sword Technique.
This Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler differs from other Magical Treasures; when over three feet, it weighs only three or four pounds, but the larger it grows, the heavier it becomes. When transformed into a massive pillar reaching the heavens, even those of the Mahayana Realm cannot move it by a fraction! ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm
This item is wondrous, and Chen Shi activated the Transformation Skill within the Ten Thousand Miles Flying Sword Technique, unable to turn it into a bird.
However, the Ten Thousand Miles Flying Sword Technique turning into a bird was merely to preserve Mana. In the past, Chen Shi’s cultivation was not strong, making Mana preservation necessary, but now with his Mana being abundant, plus the distance not being too far, Mana preservation seemed less needed.
Chen Shi shouted, and the Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler broke through the sky.
The Fire Qilin’s speed was exceptionally fast, especially when running in the sky; its speed increased, gradually surpassing sound, as if treading on thunder, with bursts of thunderous sound echoing in the air.
The Treasure Chariot given to Zhuang Wujiu by Yan Xianzhi was extraordinary, too. It resided within the Fire Qilin’s intense fire, with the sound of thunder echoing, yet the interior of the chariot remained comfortable, the flames naturally parting, without any heat or noise. Refining such a Treasure Chariot requires the use of many Talismans: Water Avoidance, Fire Avoidance, Wind Stabilizing, Thunder Driving, as well as Silence Talisman and Spring Talisman, are requisite Talismans.
In less than a word’s time, the Qilin Chariot flew over a hundred miles.
At this speed, four thousand miles could be covered in one hour, a speed that inspires envy.
However, the Fire Qilin also needed rest and could not run at full speed all the time.
Zhuang Wujiu sat inside the chariot, with a smile still on his face, but then the smile stiffened, making his expression somewhat twisted.
"This boy, is his mindset really that good? Not angering him, instead making me quite frustrated. If he strikes, I might use this opportunity to viciously teach him a lesson and vent my anger."
But thinking of Chen Shi’s death in a hundred years and him sending the Fire Qilin to pay respects, he felt much more comfortable.
Suddenly, he detected mana fluctuations from behind and his eyes lit up as he smiled: "I thought your mental attainment was so high, but I didn’t expect you couldn’t stand it in the end. This time, let me show you how vast the heavens and earth really are..."
He turned around, horrified to look at the approaching object.
It was a three-foot-eight-inch Black Iron Stick, as thick as a baby’s wrist, with strange patterns etched on its surface, and at this moment, these patterns were already lit up!
This thing, like a Flying Sword, shot straight toward the Qilin Chariot, it was the Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler he longed for but could not find!
The speed of the Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler was multiple times faster than the Qilin Chariot, this speed was Chen Shi’s Sword Qi breaking through the empty sky’s speed!
When it reached about a mile behind the Qilin Chariot, suddenly a Circulation Fire Realm appeared around the Heaven Measuring Iron Ruler, and five types of Innate Qi rapidly converged, pouring into the Iron Ruler!
Zhuang Wujiu thought of the shattered Front Gate in West Capital City and the penetrated Taihe Palace, shuddering uncontrollably.
The Fire Qilin also sensed the danger and desperately ran forward.