Afterwards, all parties were talking about it.
Su Tong, Ling Xuan and others naturally came to celebrate for Wang Xuan as soon as possible.
"Brother Qin, you are not really going to break my Haichuan Xingchen's record, to master this terrifying technique in such a short time."
"There is one last calamity left. If you succeed, you will transform into a dragon and ascend to the sky. If you fail... you must not be careless."
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A few days later, someone found Wang Xuan and tactfully suggested to him that they should join forces to set up a scheme to reap the massive contribution points of those people in the Senate.
"Oh, how to do it?" Wang Xuan asked.
The man who came was half a step away from becoming an immortal, and his strength was similar to that of the Black-Faced God, but it was obvious that he was just a middleman, not even a broker, and was not qualified.
"We have a magic pill here that can dissolve the six tribulations of thunder and fire in your practice without leaving any sequelae. In the future, you won't accumulate thunder tribulations and come to you just because you stop practicing it. This is a miraculous pill, extremely rare, and has no hidden dangers." The visitor said with a smile.
Wang Xuan didn't want to pay attention to him. How could he just take an unknown elixir and dissolve a martial art? He wanted to practice the Nine Transformations of Yuhua after completing it.
"In the academy, there is not only one top secret book called Yuhua Jiubian, there are also the Six Paths of Truth, Yuanshen Diagram, etc., which are not inferior to it."
The visitor tactfully stated that this time they were going to set up a plan to add an option in which Wang Xuan neither succeeded in surviving the tribulation nor died, so as to reap huge contribution points from some powerful figures in the Senate.
"Well, we can even bring An Hong, Qi Miao, Cheng Tian, Cai Wei and others into this gambling game, so that the game can be bigger."
Wang Xuan frowned. What kind of demon or god is this? He has a big appetite and wants to take away the contribution points of some geniuses who have ascended to heaven. I guess he will have a lot of arrangements.
However, it didn't make sense for him to gamble his own path of cultivation with them. Why? An inexplicable person came to point out the way forward and didn't take his future path seriously.
So, he simply refused.
"Don't be anxious, talk slowly, you won't suffer any loss. This is just someone who wants to have some fun. You don't have to worry about anything." The Half-Step True Immortal who was responsible for delivering the message was named Meng Zelin, and he said with a smile.
Wang Xuan was even more angry. It was obvious that this group of people were really powerful. They were just playing around, but they wanted to set up a big bet? He refused again.
"I am practicing seriously. I will practice Yuhua Jiubian in the future. It is related to my path. It is not a joke, and I am not a tool in your gambling."
The messenger Meng Zelin didn't like what he heard, and said coldly: "Oh, in life, who doesn't want to be high-spirited? Everything is up to oneself, but real life is a process of compromise step by step. What realm are you at? You are just a health master. It's too early to talk about the Tao. You are a bit arrogant. Even the heavenly creatures in the areas you can't see are bowing to others and paying tribute. Even when the dean and the co-master are powerless, they are silent and compromised most of the time. You are a small health master, and you are showing me your integrity and strength here. What's the point of talking about the Tao? Isn't it a bit too much?"
Meng Zelin sneered, stretched out his finger, almost touching Wang Xuan's forehead, and said, "Don't you think about it? The person who came up with such a scheme just for fun must have a very important background. Can a low-level person like you afford to offend him? If I really want to touch you, I can crush you to death with just one finger, and you will be torn to pieces, and no one will care about you in the end!"
Although Wang Xuan was low-key, he did not come here to be bullied. Seeing that he was just a middleman, he was so unscrupulous that he wanted to poke his finger on his forehead.
He reached out and caught Meng Zelin's shaking fingers, breaking them with a snap.
"Fuck you!" Meng Zelin screamed, accompanied by a low roar. His finger was cut off?
Crack!
Not only that finger, but the other four fingers were also broken by Wang Xuan. Then, Wang Xuan punched him in the face, causing his nose to collapse, his teeth to fall out, his face to become flat, and blood to spurt from his mouth and nose.
In fact, Wang Xuan really wanted to slap this man's head to pieces, but after thinking about it, he restrained himself. After all, they were in the academy, and it would not be nice to kill someone as soon as he came in. He had better abide by the rules of not destroying the foundation and not taking people's lives.
"The old students are bullying the new students!" Wang Xuan shouted.
Meng Zelin was almost in so much pain that he burst into tears. When he heard his words, he was so angry that he almost died.
"I... do you have any shame?!" He growled angrily, then turned and ran away. He couldn't afford to lose face by being bullied by a newcomer. If the news got out and someone saw it, he would be too ashamed to face anyone.
Someone bullied the freshmen? What a loser! Some senior students looked at this from a distance and felt that it was a bit too much.
"From the back, it looks like Meng Zelin. He's standing with the Black-Faced God? How shameless." Someone commented.
"Hush, keep your voice down. Meng Zelin and the Black-Faced God are not of the same kind. Some of the people behind him are very powerful."
Meng Zelin ran away with a huge blame on his back, enduring severe pain. He swore that the matter was not over yet. In fact, he didn't need to say much or add fuel to the fire. He felt that someone would teach the ignorant freshman how to behave.
A few days later, someone asked Wang Xuan to meet in a modern-style bar in the academy.
This was a young man who did not look like an immortal. Judging from his clothes, he came from a technological civilization. His clothing was not feather clothes or immortal robes, but casual clothes. He had short hair and ordinary looks. He ordered two glasses of wine and naturally invited Wang Xuan to drink.
"I don't mean anything else. I just think you have a lot of personality and are pretty good. Follow me from now on." The young man with ordinary looks spoke.
He took a sip of wine and sat on the sofa. He received a message from a paper crane. He quickly folded a paper cat. It emitted white mist and flew away with a whoosh as if it was alive. The paper cat disappeared in an instant.
Wang Xuan looked at him without saying anything, then looked at the paper cat that ran away like lightning in an instant, thinking in his heart.
“Hehe…” Seeing that he didn’t respond, the ordinary-looking man stood up, smiled, and left without saying anything more.
Two days later, someone sent a letter of challenge to Wang Xuan, but he glanced at it and ignored it.
Soon, Su Tong... was beaten.
His face was bruised and his arm was broken. He was angry, why? He didn't provoke anyone, but he was glared at for no reason, and was asked back, "What are you looking at?" Then he was beaten!
Five days later, Wang Xuan received another challenge. He stood up and said coldly, "Are you looking for death?"
It was obvious that someone had made all the arrangements and was starting to make trouble for him in order to "educate" him on how to be a human being.
"Those who want to challenge me, if you have become an immortal, don't come. I will visit them one by one when I ascend to heaven. As for what the health master said, life and death in battle are determined by fate. I accept it." Wang Xuan was furious and took out the Falling Immortal Bow. What kind of fight is this? He would shoot whoever jumped out.
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