New Chapter: Prostration

Wang Xuan was indeed furious. He hadn't provoked anyone and had always kept a low profile in seclusion, yet someone still wanted to "teach him a lesson." What kind of monsters and demons were these?

He quickly wrote his name on the flying paper, accepting the challenge. He would accept any challenger, and they would meet on the Bloody Arena. He would not be responsible for any deaths.

"You're really pushing your luck, aren't you? I don't have time to waste on your nonsense." He'd rather spend that time studying the general direction of Dao-imperialized.

It's a pity that he hasn't even stepped outside the academy's gates yet. He's never even ventured out to explore the city where the academy is located, this futuristic immortal city.

"You agreed so quickly?" a woman asked in surprise. She had delicate eyebrows, sexy red lips, and was trimming her crystal-clear nails.

She originally thought she would have to make a few more moves against Su Tong and Ling Xuan before she could force that stubborn freshman to retaliate.

"Good thing, it's good to teach him a lesson early on. But he's a bit out of his mind, going to the Bloody Arena? Does he want to die?" Meng Zelin said.

His entire face had collapsed, and his bones were full of cracks. He had been in excruciating pain before it was repaired. He said in a deep voice, "Sister Kou, arrange for a few ruthless characters. It's best not to kill him, otherwise it will be easy to cause criticism. Just cripple him!"

Kou Ping, young and beautiful, glanced at him and said, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I understand his feelings and style better than you do. Go down."

She waved her slender, white hand with a hint of disdain and said, "You're incompetent. Someone broke your nose and knocked out your eye socket. Don't get in my way here."

Meng Zelin was in a bad mood. "He suddenly attacked me, and then he quickly called for help. I was afraid of attracting a crowd, so I didn't kill him."

He bowed slightly and stepped back. Although they both worked for the man with the astonishing background, he knew that Kou Ping was the direct subordinate of the ordinary-looking young man.

"What? Even the Black-faced God is going to join the fray? Doesn't he know what's good for him?" Wang Xuan received another message, this time from the academy's online projection. The text appeared before his eyes, accompanied by a voice.

"Granted!" he said menacingly.

When they met again, the Black-faced God was very puzzled. This troublemaker among the freshmen had a really bad temper. Before he could even do anything, the other party was already giving him attitude, and it was full of murderous intent.

He was a little suspicious that he had come at the wrong time, and that he might have run into some trouble.

"Junior, please. I won't bully you. Fighting and killing are the behavior of crude savages. Let's go to the study to discuss the classics and immerse ourselves in the vast collection of books to verify what we have learned."

The Black-faced God looked like a fierce demon, yet he pretended to be calm and collected. This style of sparring made Wang Xuan... want to beat him up even more!

Wang Xuan didn't say anything and walked directly towards the study, but quickly stopped and said, "If we go to the study to look through the scriptures, I don't have any contribution points. You'll have to take care of it."

"No problem." The Black-faced God nodded with a smile. No matter how gentle his expression was, he still looked like a villain. Even his gentle smile had a hint of ferocity.

In recent days, he has been somewhat worried, fearing that if Wang Xuan really survives the sixth tribulation, it will cause An Hong, whom he follows, to go bankrupt, and his contribution points will also be lost.

After much deliberation, he decided to challenge Wang Xuan through the scriptures, hoping to break through Wang Xuan's mental state and make him lose confidence in facing the final tribulation of the Six Tribulations of Thunder Fire Method.

"Look, that Black-faced God is bullying the newbies again. Isn't anyone going to do anything about it?" some people whispered, but dared not step forward.

"This freshman is a troublemaker, he can't stand being provoked. Is he going to fight to the death with the Black-faced God in the books?"

A group of people quickly gathered around and followed them into the study.

This is a special place in the Pingtian Academy, with scriptures, calligraphy, painting, music, chess, and even genealogical charts of powerful clans. It is a peaceful and tranquil area.

Here, there are rows of bookshelves, special scriptures displayed on high platforms, and secret texts suspended in mid-air, all of which combine to create a sense of tranquility and peace.

The environment was naturally pleasant. Orchids grew in pots on the bookshelf, emitting a delicate fragrance. A crimson-gold vine meandered over the high platform where books were displayed, swaying gently, with dappled sunlight filtering through its blossoms.

Some students are reading quietly here, without making a sound. They are all engrossed in their books, and their thoughts seem to resonate with each other. It is a place of comprehending Dao.

Wang Xuan looked around and went straight to a secluded spot to sit down.

The Black-faced God sat opposite him, and through the light of his primordial spirit, he recognized that contribution points had been automatically paid. The two prepared to enter the scroll to discuss scriptures and doctrines.

"Let's discuss the path of the transformation of the primordial spirit and its relationship with the heavenly tribulation," the Black-faced God said with a smile.

"That bastard has a wicked heart. Knowing that the other party is about to undergo tribulation, he still wants to sabotage that and ruin the other party's state of mind for achieving perfection," someone whispered.

"Sure," Wang Xuan said indifferently.

On a high platform, an ancient book emitting a soft glow opened, and with two whooshing sounds, it absorbed their spirits, and the two entered the world of the scripture.

"The extraordinary transformation originates from the mutation of the primordial spirit. All things are perishable, but only the spirit can endure. When it accumulates to the point of interfering with the Real World..." The Black-faced God spoke within the world of the book.

"Enough with the nonsense. Qidian wrong. The physical body influences consciousness. A spirit without flesh and blood is a ghost. After mutation, it becomes a monster. In the end, you will no longer be yourself."

Wang Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and immediately used the Great Spirit Coffin Technique, intending to parasitize his primordial spirit in the spiritual realm and manipulate him properly.

What is this "discussion of the Way"? It's about embodying the meaning of scriptures in books and then exchanging ideas. It's called Sit and Discuss Dao, but it's actually a kind of contest, or at best, Literary Duel.

"The magic of demons, the path of possession and parasitism!" the Black-faced God cried out, retreating rapidly as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, his entire body radiating runic light to prevent the opponent from channeling their spirit into his spiritual realm.

He was starting to feel uncertain. Had this freshman really changed so much in a day? When he first met him, his strength seemed rather weak, but now he was incredibly powerful.

He was now finding it quite difficult, and he was secretly alarmed. The Six Tribulations of Thunder Fire Method truly lived up to its reputation as one of the few scriptures that could improve one's physical constitution and primordial spirit.

The next moment, Wang Xuan's spiritual body glowed and was submerged in a golden ocean. He spoke eloquently, circulating the "Shakya True Scripture," which was most suitable for converting his opponents.

However, he changed his appearance, replacing it with his own image, becoming a god Divine Statue standing between heaven and earth, enormous and boundless, flowing with boundless golden light, as if looking down on ants and insects, constantly chanting scriptures, and for a time, heavenly flowers rained down and sweet springs gushed from the earth.

One after another, enormous golden lotuses crashed down upon the Black-faced God.

Although Wang Xuan was a divine being, he exuded murderous intent, and the lotus flowers that flew from his mouth were endless, all manifestations of rules and supernatural powers.

For a moment, the Black-faced God was stunned by the blows. His spells were constantly broken, and all the scriptures, Supernatural Abilities and Sorcery he had unleashed were dissolved and completely suppressed by the petals that were violently falling from the opponent's mouth.

Later, he was trembling from being hit by the various colored scripture petals that emerged from the other party's mouth, and then he cracked open, his primordial spirit was pierced.

Then, he was suppressed, not only unable to move, but also felt a deep sense of awe and was being converted, unable to resist prostrating himself in worship.

Wang Xuan discovered that when he transformed into Qin Cheng, who resembled a god or Buddha, reciting the true scriptures was indeed effective. While suppressing his opponent, it also led him to convert to Buddhism.

"Venerable Qin Cheng, I was wrong. I shouldn't have been angry, shouldn't have had delusional thoughts, and shouldn't have harbored malicious intentions..."

The Black-faced God was suppressed and forced to crawl on the ground, kowtowing. His eyes had changed, and as he continued to vomit blood, he actually showed a bit of devout reverence.

The external reaction was also terrifying. Wang Xuan was radiating golden light, holy and peaceful, his body flawless and his appearance solemn. Meanwhile, the Black-faced God was vomiting blood; his spirit was feeding back into his body, causing him to split open and his body to shake violently.

With a whoosh, their spirits returned. The Black-faced God, who had been converted into a dazed state, was nowhere to be found. When he looked up and saw Wang Xuan, he coughed up blood and bowed down in worship.

He was still trapped in the world of books, his mind suppressed, repenting. "Venerable One, I was wrong..."

The Black-faced God's true form trembled violently. His primordial spirit was injured, and the chaotic shock to his mind caused problems with his physical body. Blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he kept kowtowing there.

"This... has the Black-faced God gone mad?"

"What's wrong with him? He's clearly been driven to a mental breakdown by his upbringing. He's actually prostrating himself and calling me 'Master'!"

The World Honored One was misheard as Master. Many people were dumbfounded. The fierce-looking Black-faced God was subdued and became a disciple.

"Niu Ben, a freshman bullying an upperclassman, will be taught a lesson in no time!"

The news caused a sensation that day. Everyone was stunned by the story, feeling as if it were a dream. The ugly, Black-faced God was crying and kneeling at the feet of a newcomer, calling him "Master." Yet, he was rejected and no one wanted him!

What kind of script is this? Everyone thinks it's a bit outrageous.

However, some people filmed it and uploaded it to the academy's website, which immediately attracted students from both the upper and lower academies to check in and watch, marveling at it.

After hearing the news, An Hong was stunned for a long time. The person who was usually very tough by his side had suddenly become weak-kneed and useless.

After regaining consciousness, the Black-faced God felt like dying. He immediately stepped forward and said that his opponent cultivated evil techniques and could project his spirit into the opponent's spiritual realm. He had been ambushed and acted against his will. In reality, he had no intention of becoming a disciple. He had been bullied.

Indeed, he admitted it himself, that he had been viciously humiliated and oppressed by the freshmen, which immediately caused a sensation.

"This is a case of the wicked meeting the devil and getting the short end of the stick. Even the Black-faced God has his day, hahaha..." Many people gloated.

"Everyone, I think the newcomer is too outstanding, casually insulting the senior students in the academy. It's a bit too much, and he should be taught a lesson."

"We've had it so tough. As senior students, if we're even slightly assertive, people will say we're bullying the newbies. But the truth is, it's the newbies who are forcing the seniors to kneel. Don't think the Black-faced God is ridiculous; we're not exactly living up to his reputation either."

"I've decided to teach him a lesson. What a piece of trash! What kind of madman is this!"

Without a doubt, this is Kou Ping's people about to make their move. They were going to use underhanded tactics anyway, and now they're doing it so that they won't be criticized. They'll first put a big accusation on the other party, and then challenge them. Whether they cripple them or kill them in extreme circumstances, it won't seem too outrageous.

Soon, news spread that the troublemaker among the newcomers had gone too far, provoking "public outrage," and that a senior member was going to teach him a lesson, with a showdown scheduled for two days later on the Bloody Arena.

"That's going a bit too far. Are we going to fight to the death?"

"Many eyes are watching. Even powerful figures in the Upper Academy don't want to cause too much trouble and leave a bad reputation, but they'll probably cripple that freshman."

Some analysts believe that the freshman is in big trouble; everything has been arranged, and he will most likely become disabled, ending up with a bleak future.

"Brother Qin, why did you agree? You should have refused. That's the Bloody Arena, a place where life and death truly don't matter." The group from Haichuan Star, including Su Tong and Ling Xuan, were all surprised. They found Wang Xuan, having just learned the news.

"Fine."

Two days later, Wang Xuan arrived and stepped onto the Bloody Arena.

This place is very spacious. The high platform, built with rare materials used to refine the cave heaven, is large enough and flows with immortal energy. This place is very solid, so there is no need to worry about it being broken.

Five people were in line, ready to deal with the troublesome freshmen. They were all notorious figures in the academy and were not usually well-behaved.

"One of them... is actually from the Upper Academy, a ruthless one!"

"Although none of these five people have become immortals, they are all ruthless characters with outstanding combat power, blood on their hands, and who have killed many people in the hunting grounds outside the academy."

A large crowd came to watch, all wondering who had arranged this. It seemed this freshman had offended someone powerful, and someone wasn't going to let him off the hook!

Leaving aside others, the powerful figure in the Upper Academy alone is someone he cannot contend with. That is an insurmountable obstacle. This person in the Upper Academy could have become an immortal long ago, but he has been suppressing it in order to hone his flawless and perfect state, so that he can go further in the future.

However, things took an unexpected turn.

As one of them stepped off the stage, carrying endless Sun Fire Essence, he manifested the Golden Crow Dharma Form, traversing the sky and pouncing towards Wang Xuan, when he suddenly exploded with a "poof".

The Second Person was also present. He didn't care much about the Rules and crossed the line. He sat on the Bloody Arena with his legs inside the boundary, dangling there.

Whoosh!

A blinding beam of divine light flew in, so vast and powerful that he didn't even have time to react before his legs... exploded, scattering blood and bone fragments everywhere.

Is the start of war the Final Battle, and everything is about to be over?!