Night Without End-Chapter 1093 - 501: Who Can Compete in the Fourth Realm?

Capítulo 1093: Chapter 501: Who Can Compete in the Fourth Realm?

In the Night Fog, the Black and White Tree gently swayed with the wind, its leaves brushing against each other, the sound reminiscent of jade lightly clashing, resonant and soothing.

Under the tree, Wen Rui was sweating profusely, a few strands of damp black hair clinging to his cheeks. His eyes shone with determination, resolutely moving and punching.

A year had passed, and his Giant Spirit Body had been completely adjusted back to the normal appearance of a ten-year-old child.

Qin Ming was about to leave Black and White Mountain and felt relieved as he said, “Wen Rui, cultivate normally; there’s no need to exhaust yourself to the point of fatigue every day.”

“Little Uncle, I’m not tired!” Wen Rui shook his head.

Qin Ming pondered, feeling the timing was about right to pass on the Silk Scripture Skill.

Earlier, he had his concerns, given that Chaos Force was extremely dangerous, and in the later stage, it inevitably faced the True Form Tribulation, where both body and spirit could explode at any moment.

However, considering carefully, the skill was relatively safe in the early stage. Qin Ming wanted to guide him onto the path, letting him practice first to try it out. The rest of the skill would be passed on once Wen Rui’s Taoist path reached a sufficient depth to fully resolve the hidden dangers.

“Wen Rui, do you want to practice the Chaos Force that is rumored in Ye State?”

“I do!” Wen Rui put away his fists and ran over, looking up at him, his whole small face glowing with hope and yearning.

“Come!” Qin Ming patted the spot beside him, signaling him to sit down. Then, through Spiritual Field resonance, he transmitted the first two pages of the Silk Scripture Skill to him.

It was the True Skill he had fine-tuned, reaching a flawless level, at least in his own belief, without any flaw.

Wen Rui was excited, clenching his fists, filled with immense joy. Occasionally going to Yinteng Town, he could hear rumors about his Little Uncle and the Silk Scripture Skill from the outside, aware of how precious this True Scripture was.

Qin Ming first instructed him to understand it on his own, exploring and practicing it according to his insight.

“Your perception is quite good.” Qin Ming was rather satisfied.

Wen Rui’s root bone was above average, unable to be changed currently, but his perception was remarkable. This was crucial, as he might eventually practice the Life Changing Scripture, slowly altering his Talent.

However, days later, Wen Rui was gloomy and couldn’t succeed in practicing the Silk Scripture Skill, unable to get started, feeling quite dejected.

Qin Ming spoke, “No need to be discouraged. This True Scripture requires guidance from predecessors to get started. Come over, and I’ll explain it to you in detail.”

These days he observed quietly, without intervening, watching Wen Rui comprehend, explore, and practice alone, almost getting the hang of it.

Regrettably, no miracle occurred; without someone leading the way, this True Scripture was truly difficult to master.

“No wonder some people covet me, wanting to analyze and study my body.” Qin Ming mused, realizing that if he were in others’ shoes, he’d also find such an ‘Alien Species’ intriguing.

Wen Rui calmed down, raising his small face, attentively listening to his transmission of the skill.

Qin Ming formally began to explain, resolving doubts, breaking down every True Word for the child to thoroughly understand.

The next day, the two sat facing each other under the Heibai Dual Trees, both focused, with Qin Ming’s forehead glowing, a strand of the purest Primordial Element Heavenly Light burgeoning forth.

Within the strand, complex runes sparkled, as if a galaxy converged, and like the Tao Flower blossoming, layer upon layer, appearing to contain a condensed Scripture Meaning.

Finally, it transformed into a seed, floating to Qin Ming’s arm, then to his fingertip.

Qin Ming gently tapped, and this invaluable imprint dove into Wen Rui’s forehead, followed by the most sacred Primordial Element Heavenly Light beginning to flow in his body like a trickling stream.

“This is the Mountain Master’s first condensation of the Chaos Force seed. This opportunity for imparting the skill, if placed in the outside world, could surely make many geniuses break skulls fighting for it!”

The talking sparrow, Thunder King Bird, and Red Squirrel watched from afar, ostensibly as protectors, but in reality, they were peeking enviously. Unfortunately, being Alien Species, unless thoroughly transforming their bodies, becoming human form, they weren’t suitable for practice.

“A talisman seed is priceless!”

They knew well how great this karma truly was.

The most crucial point was, it was Qin Ming’s first time condensing seeds and granting the skill.

That day, Wen Rui fully started and gradually excelled, filled with delight, extremely excited. He felt a surge of warmth flowing within, possessing endless strength.

“I heard the talking sparrow say earlier, Little Uncle, you practiced this True Scripture on your own, something never accomplished before in Ye State. Little Uncle, you’re truly amazing.”

Wen Rui’s face showed immense admiration, with no loss over needing guidance. He believed his Little Uncle Qin Ming should indeed be peerless.

Seeing him on the perfect path, Qin Ming prepared to set out on a journey.

“Mountain Master, are you going to find Empress Yue and Ran Fei?” The talking sparrow flew over, trying to get close, looking eager to follow.

The Red Squirrel said, “Trash bird, the Mountain Master is going to the Mysterious Realm to pioneer, you’re just a burden!”

The talking sparrow retorted, “If you dare mention ‘trash’ again, we’re not done, why must affectionate and sentimental birds always suffer merciless wounds?”

“Trash!”

“Fight!”

…

Wen Rui was reluctant to part, saying, “Little Uncle, be careful and safe. When pioneering, you might really meet Aunt, give her my regards. I hope to hear good news soon, perhaps I’ll have a Little Brother Qin.”

Qin Ming immediately laughed, ruffling his head, reminding him to practice diligently.

Lu Ze, Liang Wanqing, Wenhui, and Xu Yueping planned to see him off, but Qin Ming quickly transmitted a message to stop them, not wanting to make a grand event of it.

Before leaving, he visited Liu Mo’s young son, the little guy with a tiger-head appearance that seemed extraordinary, though it was not yet time to pass him the Black and White Scripture.

Mainly, that True Scripture was too profound and mysterious.

He noticed how there were Alien Species lingering near Black and White Mountain Dojo for years, and now higher-level creatures were already guiding Liu Mo’s young son in physical training, saving him the effort of being busy with it.