Chapter 345 The World Destroyer Loses His True Name
In this moment of shared experience, after the hot-tempered man started cursing, Han Ziyang was the second to speak: "Do you really want to die while I'm killing people?"
The irritable man sat in front of his house, rolling his eyes: "You killed someone again! You do nothing but kill people all day long. At this rate, you don't even need the Different Flame to destroy the world; you could wipe out the entire Xuan Gu Continent and the World Destroyers too!"
Gongsun Qi hid deep inside the cabin, where the light was dim. Above, the crew members were drinking and laughing noisily, and no one paid any attention to the commotion below.
Alan was fast asleep on the small bed next to me, wrapped in a blanket. Seemingly feeling too warm, he stretched, turned over, and continued sleeping.
Gongsun Qi hid himself in the shadows, his clothes soaked with sweat, but he endured it without uttering a sound.
If I'm not mistaken, the quick-witted girl and the other boy who speaks rather dull are both in Taiyi.
They are most likely students of Taiyi Academy.
They listened to Gao Tianhao's lies and risked coming to Taiyi to find the Heavenly Character Script.
Taiyi has indeed recently revealed news about the fragments of the Floating Pagoda.
Han Ziyang was still exchanging insults with the irritable man, who seemed to realize he was outmatched in a one-on-one fight, so he called out to Gongsun Qi: "Why am I the only one insulting him? Are all the others dead? What kind of nonsense is this!"
Gongsun Qi: "Is this the new name you gave me?"
“Yes, don’t you like it?” the irritable man said. “You can call me dad, the untrustworthy little girl and the mute boy can call me dad, but the serial killer can’t, he has to call me ancestor.”
Although she had never met him, Gongsun Qi was already familiar with the volatile man's unpredictable and foul-mouthed nature, so she paid no attention to his nickname and instead agreed that the nickname "murderous maniac" was apt.
Han Ziyang retorted, not to be outdone, "At first, I thought you were Mingyue Qing, one of the three sages of medicine, and I admired you. But now, seeing how foul-mouthed you are, you are completely unworthy of her reputation as the 'Immortal Mingyue.'"
The hot-tempered man got even angrier: "Comparing me to Ming Yueqing is just plain stupid. You don't know what you're missing."
"You'd better not be Ming Yueqing, otherwise countless people will be disappointed in you," Han Ziyang said. "The news that Ming Yueqing has gone into seclusion in the Northern Wilderness has also been discovered. In a few days, people will be looking for him. Don't be crying and begging us to save you in the empathy then."
"How did you come to the conclusion that I am Ming Yueqing?" The irritable man's tone sounded very unconvinced.
Han Ziyang questioned, "Who else but him could see through the weakness of the Azure Blood Golden Butterfly?"
The short-tempered man: "How should I know?"
Gongsun Qi also said, "It is impossible for someone below the level of a sage to know the weakness of the Azure Blood Golden Butterfly."
"Among the farmers, those who practice medicine know the most about these things. There are only three medical sages in the world today: the compassionate old woman in Taiyi, the old cripple who left Yan State," Han Ziyang sneered. "The rest is Mingyue Qing, who has long since disappeared."
The hot-tempered man said, "You're judging me as Ming Yueqing based on that alone?"
"Ou Rushuang colluded with Xuan Kui to sell orchid poison in Taiyi. When this was exposed some time ago, Ou Rushuang's Azure Blood Golden Butterfly technique was also exposed. Unfortunately, I heard that Ou Rushuang fought with Ming Yueqing back then and was defeated by Ming Yueqing using the Azure Blood Golden Butterfly." Han Ziyang said, "Whether you are or not, Ming Yueqing's location has been exposed."
After a strange silence in the minds of the five people, the hot-tempered man cursed, "You broke your promise! Look at the mess you've made! I shouldn't have been soft-hearted and saved you!"
He also cursed Ou Rushuang: "That old bastard Ou Rushuang is secretly doing things like orchid poison. Fighting him is lowering your own class!"
Yu Sui was stunned from the moment they began explaining Yue Qing.
Although she had suspected Ming Yueqing, she never thought of saying it directly.
Han Ziyang smiled, his tone certain: "You admit that you are Ming Yueqing."
The hot-tempered man rolled his eyes and cursed, "You brat, do you think you're hiding well? You've been killing people outside all this time. My location being exposed is definitely partly your fault!"
Han Ziyang refused to take the blame: "What's it to me! I didn't investigate you!"
Despite the pain of being struck by lightning, Yu Sui spoke up: "You all knew each other's identities all along?"
The hot-tempered man cursed, "Just like we all know you and the mute boy are students of Taiyi, these are things that anyone with a brain could guess. You're such a cunning and sarcastic strategist, aren't you right?"
Gongsun Qi said, "You're the only one who thinks this way; I don't."
"You can even change your voice when you're empathizing, so what if I can see a little more?" the irritable man chuckled. "It's just that you guys are too inexperienced."
Gongsun Qi said, "Medicines rely on observation and smelling, but you managed to smell our aura clearly just by following the Fire Spirit Ball."
Han Ziyang laughed loudly: "Dog nose!"
Before the hot-tempered man could retaliate with his angry curses, Han Ziyang asked again, "Since you know I am a Legalist and the Yin-Yang Monster is a Military Strategist, then which two are the others? Don't get them wrong and disgrace the Medical School."
The irritable man said, "That idiot who speaks so stupidly is obviously a Taoist. As a Legalist disciple, you can't even judge a person by their breath. You've already disgraced the Legalist school."
"I don't care whether the Legalists have any shame," Han Ziyang scoffed. "And which family's daughter is that untrustworthy one?"
"I don't know, why don't you ask me yourself? Don't you have a mouth?" The irritable man began to laugh sarcastically. "Not only do you not have a mouth, you also don't have any ability. All you can do is ask around. If you want to know, just beg me. Call me dad or ancestor, it's your choice."
Han Ziyang found it absurd: "Do I need you to tell me? I can guess myself. There are nine schools in total. Is it that hard to guess?"
The hot-tempered man said, "Her aura is mixed and chaotic, it doesn't belong to any one family. If you can guess it, I'll make you call her ancestor."
Han Ziyang didn't react in time, and his anger flared up: "Go ahead and yell, do you think I'm afraid of you?"
“It wasn’t me this time.” Yu Sui couldn’t help but interrupt the two people who had been arguing from beginning to end, and at the same time asked Xue Mushi, “What happened on your end?”
Gongsun Qi continued, "This injury was caused by the highest level of the Four Symbols and Myriad Methods of Taoism, the Myriad Symbols Heavenly Thunder. As far as I know, no one in Taoism has mastered the Myriad Symbols Heavenly Thunder yet. This mute disciple is in Taiyi, so he is most likely in the Taoist Xun Thunder Earthly Barrier Secret Realm of Taiyi Academy."
The grumpy man said, "You sarcasm-monger, this is the first time I've realized you know quite a bit about Taiyi."
Yu Sui retorted, "Isn't the method of all phenomena the work of the Yin-Yang school?"
"Only the Taoist Four Symbols and Myriad Methods can be called Myriad Symbols," Han Ziyang said. "The Yin-Yang School masters the Five Symbols of Yin and Yang, while the Taoist Four Symbols and Myriad Methods encompass the Five Symbols of the Yin-Yang School. In other words, the Taoist School is superior."
The grumpy man chuckled and said, "Are you trying to teach someone who doesn't keep their promises?"
Han Ziyang then asked Yu Sui, "You don't know about the Four Symbols and Myriad Methods, yet you think it's a Yin-Yang School technique, so you're a disciple of the Yin-Yang School?"
Yu Sui did not admit it directly, but vaguely said, "You could say that."
Angry man: "Impossible!"
Han Ziyang burst into laughter: "I guessed right, Ming Yueqing, what else do you have to say?"
The hot-tempered man spoke rapidly: "You guessed right, then you have a nose even sharper than a dog's, more dog-like than a dog itself. What else can I say? I'll call you the Dog King. Do you like that?"
Han Ziyang was so angry that he started cursing.
Xue Mushi felt his consciousness sinking continuously, as if the sea of fire had no end and the feeling of falling would never cease.
His consciousness was hazy; he vaguely heard voices, a familiar yet unfamiliar cacophony, but he couldn't make out what was going on.
The myriad heavenly thunder continued to strike him, the sounds of thunder and lightning resounding heavily in his ears, causing constant tinnitus and making him unable to hear any external sounds. Even his soul was trembling and vibrating, unable to calm down and stabilize.
Each lightning strike caused Xue Mushi's body to convulse uncontrollably, cleansing his soul and allowing him to be reborn and recreated amidst destruction.
Three or five people stood on the dark cliff. A young girl covered her mouth and kept backing away, her eyes filled with fear: "You pushed him down! That was the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Thunder! How could Xue Mushi possibly withstand it..."
"If Tu Miaoyi knew that you killed Xue Mushi, she would definitely..."
"Shut up!" The young man in the blue robe at the front shouted angrily, his face dark as he turned and approached the timid girl. "Xue Mushi fell down by accident; it has nothing to do with us."
The girl's eyes were filled with tears of fear, looking pitiful. Luo Cheng, however, was getting impatient and threatened again: "Did you hear me? Tu Qian, if you can't speak properly, then go down and see if Xue Mushi is dead or alive."
"No!" Tu Qian shook her head repeatedly, then nodded frantically when she met Luo Cheng's horrified gaze. "I know! He fell down by himself!"
Luo Cheng gave Lu Hui, who was standing to the side, a wink. Lu Hui smiled and pulled Tu Qian behind him, preventing her from looking down the cliff. After taking her away, he comforted her gently, which gradually calmed the crying girl down.
The remaining two boys were watching Luo Cheng's expression and offered their obsequious advice: "Why don't we leave first? Xue Mushi accidentally fell down and was definitely killed by the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Thunder. When the instructor comes to collect the body and sees us here, he might misunderstand."
"Good to know." Luo Cheng snorted coldly. "Let's go."
Below the dark cliff, purple lightning flashed continuously, but the deafening sound could only be heard when one entered the bottom of the cliff.
The bottom of the cliff is covered with scorched earth, barren of all vegetation.
Purple lightning struck the ground, splashing sparks and bursting into flames that flashed by like fiery red flowers blooming in scorched earth—fleeting yet endlessly regenerating.
Xue Mushi, like the sparks bursting forth from the clash of thunder and fire, was constantly cycling between life and death.
Yu Sui and the others shared Xue Mushi's feelings, and thus knew about any changes within his body, and also felt his soul being constantly tempered and reborn.
"Why did this empathy last so long?" Han Ziyang asked through gritted teeth, as if holding his breath. "He was in a half-dead state the whole time. How could he withstand the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Thunder for so long?"
“Thunder and fire respond to each other,” Gongsun Qi said. “The strange fire is attracting the power of the myriad heavenly thunder. When the two collide, they cancel out the one-sided threat of the heavenly thunder and instead temper his soul and light core, reforging his body.”
Yu Sui understood.
Xue Mushi's confrontation with the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Thunder was a certain death, but he possessed a strange fire within his body. The two attracted each other, turning the tribulation into an advantage, tempering his light core. If he could withstand the tribulation, his strength would greatly increase; if he couldn't, he would die.
"You're really lucky, you mute!" the hot-tempered man exclaimed. "If you survive this, you'll become a Taoist Golden Thunder True Body, but why should I suffer this tribulation with you? I won't get any benefit from it!"
Xue Mushi could only vaguely hear someone muttering something about "mute" and "benefits," but his consciousness was not clear and he was still falling.
Lightning struck Xue Mushi, and the boy, who lay sprawled on the scorched earth, convulsed violently.
Yu Sui gripped Mei Liangyu's arm tightly, taking a deep breath. Mei Liangyu let her hurt her unconsciously, her nerves and body tense, but her gentle patting of Yu Sui's back was tender.
Gongsun Qi added, "He hasn't spoken, his consciousness is clouded, and his condition isn't good. It would be best to wake him up, otherwise he might really die."
Yu Sui also wanted to end the torment of the Myriad Manifestations Heavenly Thunder immediately and tried to bring Xue Mushi back to his senses, so she said, "Think about the person you like, who is still waiting for you to return safely."
The hot-tempered man asked curiously, "You?"
The other two were also curious and listened quietly.
"It wasn't me," Yu Sui immediately denied.
"What use are you? It's the person he likes who will wake him up!" the irritable man said irritably.
Han Ziyang thought of his deceased beloved, his eyes stung with tears, and he remained silent, hiding in the dark woodshed of a folk house. Covered in sweat, he leaned against the earthen wall, when a lightning strike made him bend over and cough.
"Over here." The people searching the courtyard heard the noise and rushed towards the woodshed.
Han Ziyang was distracted by the commotion outside. Just as he was gathering the power of the Five Elements Qi in his fingertips, he heard the sounds of fighting coming from outside. Judging from the sound, the Nangong family must have arrived.
Han Bing sent people to follow him every day, fearing that he would be eaten or escaped by the people of Qingyang Imperial Capital. But he was so slow to act when he should have. He would have to give him a good scolding later.
As Han Ziyang was thinking this, he reached out and braced himself against the wall to stand up when he heard a woman's clear, cold voice from outside the woodshed: "Mr. Han?"
Amidst the agonizing pain, he slightly lifted his eyelids to look outside. His gaze passed over the pile of dry firewood and fell upon a woman in white standing in the moonlight, looking inquisitively in his direction.
The person who came was not Han Bing, but Miss Nangong, who had been recognized and brought home during the recent turmoil.
"Mr. Han," Chu Jin said, stepping towards the woodshed, "Are you injured?"
"Stop." Han Ziyang said in a deep voice, stopping Chu Jin who was walking inside.
Chu Jin stopped in place. The woodshed was pitch black, and she couldn't see anything except the man's deep, restrained voice.
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