Even Peerless Grace Could Not Escape a Kick

Qin Ming's words nearly made both of them explode.

The White-clothed Youth was breathing heavily and rapidly, like the rising and falling of a broken pottery kiln bellows, making a constant "whooshing" sound.

He was a member of the extraordinary Holy Race, Heavenly Prodigy capable of mastering the Golden Cicada Scripture to its highest level, yet that small-nosed, small-eared boy in black repeatedly called him a pig.

The woman in red was undeniably beautiful, but now she glared angrily at the other person, whose words were extremely hurtful and insulting—something she, with her extraordinary status, had never experienced before.

The key point is that this was her first defeat in life, which left her feeling resentful and unable to accept the fact.

The White-clothed Youth was about to speak when Qin Ming shut him up with a "pig-headed idiot."

He immediately turned his head and said, "Sister, you didn't lose. You were simulating my Mental Field, but you didn't show the supreme demeanor you should have."

The Red-dressed Woman nodded, her delicate eyebrows relaxing.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming immediately looked at the girl in the red dress and asked, "Are you a pig too?"

In that instant, the Red-dressed Woman felt an urge to skin him alive.

The White-clothed Youth immediately spoke up, "Don't talk nonsense. My master's status is beyond measure, unattainable. In the real world, you wouldn't even be able to get close to him; you could only look up at him from afar."

"You pig-headed, pig-mouthed brat!" Qin Ming retorted to the Holy Race youth.

Then, he looked at the Red-dressed Woman and said, "You also have a small nose and small ears. Does your pet White Beast curse you behind your back every day?"

Upon hearing this, the White-clothed Youth broke out in a cold sweat and said, "Don't slander me!"

He looked at the Red-dressed Woman and quickly explained, "My lord, I am not Innate Sacred Form; I took human form relatively late, and my aesthetic sense hasn't improved yet."

Outside, the night is as dark as Abyss, but here there is a magnificent sunset, with layers upon layers of fiery clouds, making for an infinitely beautiful sunset scene.

However, the Red-dressed Woman was in a very bad mood, even extremely bad. The boy in black had repeatedly humiliated her by pressing his face against hers; it was utterly hateful.

She was young and originally a bit naive, but now she seemed much more mature because of her anger. Her eyes were deep, her chest was heaving violently, and her exquisite face was so red that it looked like it was burning. Even her hair was shining as if it was about to burst into flames, and her red dress was fluttering wildly.

The woman in red took a deep breath and said, "You have actually achieved the legendary Mount Sumeru Field, and your various methods are extremely sophisticated. May I ask your name, race, and region? I would like to visit you in the real world, share a drink, and discuss the Dao."

She had limited time and couldn't stay long. She also knew nothing about the young man in black and was unwilling to leave so easily, hoping to confront him in real life.

"My home is in Jade Capital, my surname is Gao, my given name is Buwang, and I am also known by many as the Common Ruler," Qin Ming replied.

He knew perfectly well that the Red-dressed Woman was patient, restrained, and cultured, all because she wanted to know his background.

He fiddled with the strip of cloth in his hand; it was indeed woven from various Exotic Metal, brand new, and bathed in the Golden Haze glow of the Remnant Sun sun.

The Red-dressed Woman had a gaze that could almost "slay" people; that was the thing she used to tie her hair up, and it was a replica of a certain "sacred object," reproduced without the slightest error.

Now, however, it coils around the boy's slender fingers, moving like a nimble snake.

The Red-dressed Woman couldn't take it anymore; she felt like someone was touching her hair, and her whole body felt uncomfortable.

With a whoosh, she made her final move, a sneak attack, attempting to seize the Exotic Gold Cloth —her hair-binding accessory—and not allow it to fall into the wrong hands.

After admiring it, Qin Ming tied it to his wrist and retaliated decisively.

The Red-dressed Woman carried a divine aura. Around her, golden lotuses bloomed in abundance. She stood high in the Myriad Phenomena Flourishing, and all things in the world appeared, including meteorites, Divine City, the Great Thunderclap Temple, and Kunpeng. They surged toward Qin Ming like a tidal wave, pressing together in one direction.

Qin Ming's expression was solemn. He unleashed his full power of Chaos Force, using the most intense Heavenly Light to pierce through and blast away all the wonders, annihilating everything in the world!

The Red-dressed Woman turned and left without saying a word, but the woman herself was deeply moved and unable to calm down.

She has always believed that she is unparalleled in combat power within the same field, and no one can make her taste defeat, at least not within the Sacred Clan Territory.

But now, this black-clad youth has injured her twice, and a Consciousness Blood Essence once again spills from the corner of his mouth.

Although she was simulating someone else's Mental Field and couldn't maximize her own strength, she wasn't actually that far from her limit.

Because this White Beast was originally extraordinary; otherwise, it wouldn't have become her follower and caught her eye.

Seeing this, the White-clothed Youth felt a chill run down his spine. His master had used his trump cards one after another, but in the end, he could only run away without saying a word, while he was still standing there dumbfounded.

He realized he had been careless and had been too overconfident in this woman's fighting prowess, so he let out a howl and fled.

Qin Ming's eyes were only on the woman in red, and he kept his eyes locked on her. After the Chaos Force erupted, both his speed and strength were increased to the limit. He crossed three courtyards and kept chasing after her.

The Red-dressed Woman possessed extraordinary skills; she could gather and disperse invisibly, transforming into streaks of crimson light at crucial moments, which then converged into a human form at the gate.

She took a step forward, glancing back as she tried to memorize Qin Ming's mental fluctuations, hoping to find him in reality someday so she could "educate" him without reservation.

As she stepped out of the door in the sunset, her black hair fluttered in the evening glow, her face radiant, truly exuding unparalleled elegance.

Suddenly, she was taken aback. The other person had learned very quickly, also gathering and dispersing invisibly, manifesting in front of the door.

With a bang, she felt dizzy and was sent flying forward, unable to dodge the kick!

Qin Ming was disappointed; his opponent was simply too fast, having already stepped out of the door and almost completely back into the real world. He reacted swiftly, delivering the final blow by kicking his opponent in the rear, sending him flying completely out of the room.

"Ahhhh..."

The Red-dressed Woman, who had maintained her composure and restraint throughout, finally broke down at the last moment, wanting nothing more than to fight back. Her beautiful eyes were blazing with fire, and her hair seemed to be on fire.

The White-clothed Youth had a head as big as a bucket, and his hair stood on end. He had just escaped to the entrance of the Great Thunderclap Temple when he found himself blocked by the enemy, who had cut off his way.

"Brother, we have no grudges from the past or any animosity from the present. What happened today was my fault, brother. Look at this..."

Qin Ming hadn't expected that he would be so "flexible," bowing his head in an instant without any hesitation.

"Come on, tell me about your Holy Race, and where you are." Qin Ming grabbed him and pulled him towards him.

Suddenly, a burst of light erupted at the entrance of the Great Thunderclap Temple, and countless golden lotus petals danced in the air, covering the White-clothed Youth and carrying him away.

The White-clothed Youth was overjoyed, then looked at Qin Ming and said, "Hehe, the welcoming ceremony has begun. Little brother from Jade Capital, you just wait!"

At the last minute, he became arrogant again, resorting to verbal threats and intimidation.

Qin Ming unleashed his Primal Chaos Force and used his Adhesive attribute, hoping to immobilize him and slowly subdue him.

However, the external forces were too great, and the lotus petals formed from the Golden Haze were disintegrating its Heavenly Light Force.

Qin Ming realized that the cultivation civilization in the Sacred Clan Territory was relatively advanced and mature, and that they had the means to solve "Soul Loss Syndrome," and that they could even guide people from outside.

At the last moment, he unleashed his full power, kicking out with all his might. Since he couldn't get it in, he might as well send it away.

Ahead, at the entrance of the Great Thunderclap Temple, a cluster of Golden Lotus burst open, and the White-clothed Youth let out a miserable scream; he too had been kicked in the buttocks.

Without Golden Haze's protection, he might have exploded on the spot.

Even so, he felt like he was about to crack open.

Qin Ming realized that this guy's buttocks were all bone, making his defenses weak; he estimated that this kick would explode him.

He muttered to himself, "The feel isn't as good as the previous one."

"Why did you kick my butt too?!" the White-clothed Youth roared in grief and anger.

After the word "also," many eyes immediately turned to him, especially the look in his master's eyes that seemed to want to skin him alive. He froze on the spot.

After a moment, the Red-dressed Woman, trying to remain calm, said, "He mastered the <Divine Cicada Scripture> and created the legendary Mount Sumeru Field. There shouldn't be many people like him. Go and investigate in some distant human territories..."

In the twilight, at the Great Thunderclap Temple, in the Seven Treasures Pool constructed of coral, giant clam shells, and red pearls, Qin Ming felt a comfortable groan.

He felt nourished and cleansed, as if he had returned to his mother's womb, his innate energy abundant, and his Divine Intent seemingly New Life.

In a daze, he seemed to fall asleep, hearing Zen chants in his ears. He felt as if he were undergoing Nirvana, his Mental Will like a tender sprout breaking through the soil, stretching and growing vigorously in the misty seven-colored spiritual light, carrying the breath of the beginning of all things.

Qin Ming suddenly opened his eyes. The liquid in the Seven Treasures Pool had dimmed considerably, and he seemed to have shed all fatigue and mental grime, replaced by a clear and transparent feeling throughout his body.

"My Consciousness Power has been enhanced, like I've New Life; my potential has increased." He sensed it.

In distant legends, the Seven Treasures Pool of the Great Thunderclap Temple can Nourish All Roots and enrich one's spiritual foundation.

Qin Ming got up and sat in another Seven Treasures Pool, only to find that he had no change whatsoever, and that absorbing the essence of the Treasured Medicine from the rippling water had no effect whatsoever.

"It seems one pond is enough; that pig-headed brat miscalculated."

A thought struck him: he no longer needed it, but he could take it with him and give it away. With a thought, all the liquid in the pool flew up and surrounded him, radiating a dazzling array of seven-colored light.

Qin Ming used the Seven Treasures Liquid as clothing and wandered around the Great Thunderclap Temple. However, he could only go this far, as the deeper courtyards were blocked by divine light.

He went up to a high place and looked out, where he saw the scenery in the distance.

Deep within the Great Thunderclap Temple stands a stone platform enshrining a book, surrounded by countless tiny characters, imprinted in the void.

Qin Ming tried his best, but could only see five words on the cover of the book: Great Thunderclap True Scripture.

Then, Immortal Mist rose up there, obscuring the True Scripture.

"Hiss, the <Divine Cicada Scripture> is not the end. Above it, there is a Supreme True Scripture!" Qin Ming exclaimed, his mind racing.

This means that he needs to master the Divine Cicada Scripture to the fullest extent before he can perhaps re-enter this place and retrieve the Great Thunderclap True Scripture.

At the same time, he noticed that there were courtyards in all directions, like multiple paths, each carrying a different Daoist aura, all ultimately leading to the True Scripture Platform.

Qin Ming guessed that within the Great Thunderclap Temple system, there should be multiple secret manuals, all of which could eventually lead to that stone platform.

As time went by, he felt himself being rejected. A moment later, in the evening glow, he was gently carried out of the courtyard.

With a whoosh, Qin Ming returned to the Thunderfire Alchemy Hall.

His body was still bathed in the Thunderfire Heavenly Light, which meant that he had practiced the "Body Refining and Dao Integration Scripture" and his physique was strong enough. If it were someone else, their consciousness would likely be in danger if the Heavenly Light separated from their body.

When Meng Xinghai saw him return safely from the unknown place, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The Thunder King Bird stared wide-eyed as it saw the seven-colored liquid appear out of thin air, swirling around Qin Ming in the palace, and emitting a pleasant fragrance. It was immediately stunned.

Except when Spring Thunder rumbles and the Heavenly Light is relatively gentle, when some people come here to "Tribulation Crossing," the Thunderfire are usually quite violent, and no one dares to take the risk.

Therefore, the Thunderfire Alchemy Hall has now become Qin Ming's exclusive venue.

When the torrential rain stopped and the lightning dissipated, Qin Ming opened his eyes.

Without a doubt, he has succeeded this time!

As expected, he stepped into the Spirit Field Realm Fourth Heaven, which also meant that he had officially reached the middle stage of the Spirit Field Realm.

The first three floors are the initial stage, and the fourth to sixth floors are the intermediate stage. Qin Ming felt that every climb up New Life Path was not easy.

He seems to be making rapid progress, but who knows how tortuous the process is? Currently, only a very few people have succeeded in this endeavor.

After all, not everyone can master a Extraordinary Art to its highest level and thus step into the mysterious and unpredictable Great Thunderclap Temple.

"Yes, my body and mind are still undergoing New Life, a comprehensive improvement, and the breakthrough is still in progress and has not stopped." Qin Ming checked his own condition and revealed a look of joy.

Clearly, his biggest gain this time was a complete New Life!

Throughout history, renowned figures and Ancestor on the New Life Path have pursued the goal of New Life at least once in each Major Realm, but this has proven difficult to achieve.

Qin Ming's New Life this time is much faster than in the past.

His Heavenly Light Force, physical fitness, and other aspects have all undergone a complete Nirvana.

His cultivation level eventually rose again, reaching the Spirit Field Realm Fifth Heaven.

Qin Ming felt that this was not only due to his journey to the Great Thunderclap Temple, but also to his arduous cultivation throughout the entire winter. In addition, he had actually undergone many "Thunder Tribulation" during this period. This was the result of the accumulation of all these factors.

He sighed softly and said, "It's extremely difficult. The New Life Path is truly arduous. I'm still a bit short of reaching the Fourth Realm."

After his "Thunder Tribulation" ended, Meng Xinghai and the Thunder King Bird entered the Thunderfire Alchemy Hall.

Upon hearing his words, Meng Xinghai opened his mouth, speechless. This kid had accomplished in a little over a year what many people take decades to achieve, and he had the nerve to make such pronouncements?

"What is this?" Old Meng and the Thunder King Bird looked at the fragrant Seven-colored Divine Liquid with puzzled expressions.

Qin Ming explained that this was Treasured Medicine brought from the Great Thunderclap Temple.

"What? You actually entered that legendary land?" Meng Xinghai asked, lost in thought.

Qin Ming said, "That should just be a mirage emanating from the Great Thunderclap Temple."

He then presented the Seven-colored Treasure Liquid to Meng Xinghai and the Thunder King Bird, explaining that this Strange Medicine could Nourish All Roots and enhance one's own foundation.

The man and the bird, feeling obliged, declined, believing it was fortuitous opportunity that belonged to Qin Ming and that they shouldn't share in it.

"These are useless to me now; I've already obtained two pools of precious liquid."

Then Qin Ming saw Meng Xinghai take a sip.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but realized it was better to say nothing at all.

"Sweet and refreshing, with a deep and lingering fragrance, and an excellent taste," Old Meng commented, praising it highly.

Thunder King Bird nodded quickly, indicating its approval.

Qin Ming kept all his words to himself; he simply couldn't bring himself to say them.

"Little Qin, I've drunk quite a bit. Keep the rest; it might come in handy later."

Outside, clouds stirred in all directions as beings from different realms flocked to Night Prefecture. Many Heavenly Prodigy began to shine, illuminating the land like comets.

During this period, Jian Huaidao, Little Tathagata, and others, as well as Immortal Seed from the Beyond the Mundane and God Seed from the Esoteric Sect, were all exchanging blows with the visitors from Outer Domain, sparking brilliant exchanges.

"That Qin Ming is quite extraordinary. Should we invite him out for a chat?"

"Even if he is extraordinary, he is only at the Third Realm, not qualified to participate in our gathering."

Some visitors from Outer Domain also gradually became aware of the many geniuses of Night Prefecture.

Clearly, in the eyes of the descendants of the Outer Domain Earth Immortal's Descendant and the direct disciples of the Ancestor, those who have entered the Third Realm are not yet within their purview, cannot engage in equal dialogue with them, and cannot be considered "one of their own."

In fact, Qin Ming was content with solitude and preferred to remain undisturbed. He hoped to cultivate himself diligently in tranquility and improve himself.

In early spring, orioles fly and grasses grow, Old Tree Sprouts New Buds, and all things revive. Even that Earthen City seems to be infected by the rich vitality of this season, and it even emanates a strange movement.

During this period, many experts, both in Night Prefecture and Outer Domain, have been closely watching it.

On this day, after the rumble of Earthen City, and receiving a mysterious ripple from an unknown place in the night sky, it was completely "resurrected," breaking through the layers of mist and connecting with the real world.

And then, the city gate opened slowly with a rumbling sound.