First Hearing of the Divine Martial Stele: Instructor Qin, I Said One Last Hundred Million Times
Several hours passed.
Qin Ya drifted off to sleep.
Ning Chuan felt refreshed and had a pleasant smile on his face. He gently pinched Qin Ya's cheek, walked out of the apartment in the Stargazing Tower, and arrived at the Supreme Hall.
In a few days, he will be returning to Donglin to settle some matters.
"Lord, you've arrived. I was just looking for you."
As soon as Ning Chuan stepped out of the elevator, he ran into Qin Lang, who looked serious and said in a deep voice.
" Uncle Qin, what is it?"
Ning Chuan gave a dry laugh, feeling his mouth go dry and a chill run down his spine.
Has it been exposed?
He clearly cast a sound-isolating barrier.
Qin Lang didn't keep him in suspense and said directly, "I want to go into seclusion for a while to advance to the Heavenly King. Lin Fengyang is always a nuisance."
"As for time..."
Qin Lang pondered for a moment and said, "At the shortest, half a month; at the longest, no more than two months."
Hearing this, Ning Chuan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled in agreement, saying, "This matter is no problem. Uncle Qin, please go into seclusion with peace of mind."
Qin Lang paused for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Um... do you have something else to discuss with me?"
"No!"
Ning Chuan's heart skipped a beat, and he shook his head rapidly.
Seeing this, Qin Lang glanced at him, somewhat suspicious, but didn't ask any further questions, and took his leave.
However, before he had taken more than a few steps, Qin Lang turned back, fixed his gaze on Ning Chuan, and said, "I almost forgot, there's one more thing!"
" Uncle Qin, speak!"
Ning Chuan's lips twitched, his voice sounding somewhat distorted, as he forced a smile.
After a few more times, he suspected he was going to have a heart attack!
Qin Lang twirled his left hand, and a black token appeared. It was about the size of a palm, with a lifelike and realistic dragon engraved on its surface, exuding a wild and domineering aura.
"This is the Earth Flood Dragon Armor used by Lin Xiaoyun. The school sent it over before, but you weren't there, so I accepted it for you."
Qin Lang handed over the black token and explained, "I've used it once; it's very convenient to use, controlled by thought."
I'll give it a try.
Ning Chuan reached out and took it, a look of curiosity in his eyes.
This armor is an absolutely priceless treasure!
His attacks were so powerful, yet they failed to cause the slightest damage.
In the end, it was only through the recoil of the force that Lin Xiaoyun was severely injured.
If Lin Xiaoyun's defensive measures were even stronger, the outcome would be uncertain.
With a thought, Ning Chuan sent out a wisp of his spiritual energy to probe into the black token.
Buzz!
The next moment, the black token exploded, turning into a ghostly light that swept over Ning Chuan, forming a suit of armor.
A surge of power coursed through my entire body!
Ning Chuan clenched his fist, and after a moment's senses, a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.
His strength is at least 3,000 tons!
This is a rather astonishing number.
It should be noted that without using the Eight Heavenly Gates technique, his basic punching power would not reach such a high level, only around 2000 tons.
Seeing Ning Chuan's expression, Qin Lang smiled and said, "How about it? Pretty strong, huh?"
"Indeed!"
Ning Chuan nodded in agreement, a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Once he fully comprehends the profound Dragon Elephant Mystic Truth, his basic punching power will exceed 3,000 tons. With the blessing of the Eight Heavenly Gates, it will at least double. In addition, with the Earth Flood Dragon Armor, his physical strength will be enough to break 10,000 tons!
Qin Lang pondered for a moment and said, "The power amplification of the Earth Flood Dragon Armor is equally effective for Heavenly King, and its level is extremely high. I suspect it is a product of the most glorious era of Martial Star!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Chuan raised an eyebrow and asked in surprise, "From which era does the Divine Martial Stele originate?"
He knew that Lin Fengyang had obtained the Earth Flood Dragon Armor from the Divine Martial Stele.
That place is a secret realm located in the North Sea Domain.
"It's hard to say, maybe it is, maybe it isn't."
Qin Lang shook his head and said, "It's been too long; there are no relevant records, only some vague legends."
"For example?" Ning Chuan asked casually.
Qin Lang thought for a moment, then smiled and gave an example, "It is said that the Divine Martial Stele contains the inheritance of an ancient lineage, but despite numerous searches by the Federation, alien races, and the many Heavenly King of the Heavenly Martial Realm, they have found nothing."
Ning Chuan nodded, without giving it much thought.
Qin Lang added, "However, there are many good things in the Divine Martial Stele, including fighting weapons like the Earth Flood Dragon Armor, as well as many powerful martial arts techniques."
"Martial arts?!"
Upon hearing this, Ning Chuan immediately became interested and asked, "Do you have martial arts techniques involving weapons?"
Qin Lang nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, we have a complete range of them. The Flash-Space Instant Kill Technique I prepared for Xiao Ya was found in the Divine Martial Stele."
Having said that, Qin Lang noticed Ning Chuan's interest and smiled, "What, you want to go?"
"Yes."
Ning Chuan stated the truth.
It's true that he can gather ten thousand Divine Weapon in the Federation.
However, he already knew that the Divine Treasury of Ten Thousand Weapons was most likely capable of controlling other Mystic Truth.
He needs many new types of weapons and martial arts!
Qin Lang pondered for a few seconds and said, " The Divine Martial Stele opens about once every ten years. Judging by the dates, it will open after the Spring Festival. By then, I should have already advanced to the Heavenly King level and be able to accompany you."
"Thank you Uncle Qin!"
Ning Chuan said with a smile.
"It's not a matter of thanks. On the contrary, I have a favor to ask. While I'm in seclusion, could you please look after Xiao Ya? Although she's Divine General, she's still a girl."
"Cough... I should!"
Not long after, Qin Lang left to go into seclusion.
Ning Chuan summoned the top executives of the Supreme Hall for a meeting.
In fact, Ning Chuan doesn't need to worry much.
Although the Supreme Hall was established relatively late, it has a well-established system, sufficient staff, and professional personnel responsible for its management and operation.
Ning Chuan only gave some general instructions and points to note.
It was already dark when I got back to the apartment.
Qin Ya had already woken up, wearing a set of close-fitting loungewear, and was tidying the bedding. Her bent-over body outlined a hot and alluring figure.
Upon seeing Ning Chuan enter, Qin Ya glared at him with shame and indignation, then turned to leave without saying a word.
Ning Chuan grabbed her wrist and said seriously, " Instructor Qin, it's already dark, and the road is dangerous. Let's stay until tomorrow morning after tonight!"
Qin Ya pursed her red lips and said softly, sounding aggrieved, "You promise it will only be once!"
"Yeah, a billion times."
Ning Chuan looked directly at Qin Ya's flushed face, feigning doubt, and said, "There are still over 90 million times left. I've calculated it for you. If you repay 10 times a day, 30,000 years should be enough."
Upon hearing this, Qin Ya blushed and said, embarrassed and annoyed, "No, you... you're lying!"
Ning Chuan said with a smile, "I was just kidding, is that not allowed?"
"You scoundrel!"
Qin Ya lowered her head and remained silent.
Ning Chuan's smile widened, and he took Qin Ya's wrist, leading her outside.
"Where are you going...?"
Qin Ya asked softly, obediently following behind without resistance, but she dared not look at Ning Chuan.
"I've never driven a car before, and I want to practice my driving skills."
Ning Chuan smiled brightly.
Upon hearing this, Qin Ya blinked her big eyes, somewhat surprised by Ning Chuan's answer.
In that moment of stunned silence, Ning Chuan led her out of the apartment and strode towards the garage.
There, parked, was a brand-new hovercar, a luxury brand from Federation, known for its spacious interior, soft leather seats, and reflective film on the windows.