The Old Acquaintance Was Actually the Master of the Martial Sect (Continued)

Looking at the little girl in the pink dress in front of me, with her hair in pigtails, her cheeks slightly flushed, and her eyes filled with endless anticipation...

Dongfang Yueming's brain instantly went blank.

[Hong... Hong Ling?!]

[How... how did she get here?!]

[and...]

He glanced at Qin Rushuang beside him, who seemed unfazed by his presence, and then at the shy little girl in front of him. A thought that he himself found utterly absurd rose uncontrollably from the depths of his heart!

[Could she be...?]

[The Martial Sect... Sect Master?!]

"Master... Master?" Qin Rushuang finally couldn't help but ask.

"Cough cough!"

Upon hearing this, the little girl seemed to realize that she had been somewhat out of line, so she quickly puffed out her little chest and coughed twice in a pretentious manner.

With her hands behind her back, she walked around the Dongfang Yueming, and commented in a condescending tone:

"Hmm, not bad, not bad."

"The foundation... is acceptable."

"Barely qualified, but not quite, to join my Martial Sect."

However, her big, dark eyes, which had already turned into crescent moons with laughter, completely betrayed her true thoughts.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face before him, Dongfang Yueming couldn't help but recall the mysterious little girl who had clung to his arm on the giant ship, insisting that he be her boyfriend...

He nodded.

"I remember you, you are Hong Ling?!"

Upon hearing this answer, a radiant smile instantly bloomed on Hong Ling's face!

But deep within that smile, there was a hint of... loneliness that was barely perceptible.

[yes...]

[All you remember is ' Hong Ling,' the girl you met by chance on the ship.]

She quickly suppressed her emotions and once again regained her lively and cheerful demeanor!

"Hehe~" Hong Ling giggled, rushed forward, and hugged Dongfang Yueming's arm again. "I knew it! Someone as cute as me, you definitely wouldn't forget me!"

"You..." Dongfang Yueming was somewhat helpless. He looked at this overly friendly little girl, but his heart was filled with endless confusion. "Who exactly are you? How do you know my name? And..."

He remembered the mysterious "Origin Page" that Qin Rushuang had given him back then.

"... That ' Origin Page,' was that also provided by you?"

"Want to know?" Hong Ling raised her head, her big, dark eyes darting around mischievously.

She tiptoed, leaned close to Dongfang Yueming's ear, and whispered, her breath sweet as orchids, "Give me a kiss, and I'll tell you~"

Dongfang Yueming: "..."

Looking at the "Martial Sect Master" in front of him, who had his eyes closed and was pouting, he felt a headache coming on.

But just as he was about to speak and refuse...

Hong Ling suddenly opened her eyes!

She looked at him, a fleeting, almost imperceptible hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes.

"Hmph! Fine, I won't kiss you then! You stingy little thing!"

She released her grip, reverting to her usual haughty demeanor, and said with her hands behind her back, "How dare you pry into my affairs?"

Want to know the answer? Go find it yourself!

"Then... Martial Sect, why are there only two of you?" Dongfang Yueming changed the subject.

Mentioning this, Hong Ling's big, dark eyes widened instantly!

With her hands on her hips, she said matter-of-factly, "What's wrong?! Is it wrong to have fewer people?!"

"I... I've waited for you for so long... No!" She seemed to have let something slip, and quickly corrected herself, "Our Martial Sect follows an elite route! We'd rather have none than compromise on quality! Don't you understand?!"

"Alright, alright!" She seemed to want to stop dwelling on the issue, and waved her hand impatiently. "So many questions! It's so annoying!"

"Little Shuangshuang! I'm leaving her to you!"

"Take him around and let him get acquainted with the surroundings! And while we're at it, let him see the power of our Martial Sect!"

After saying that, she directly pushed Dongfang Yueming to Qin Rushuang, and then ran back to the thatched hut, where she once again picked up the fruit platter that was bigger than her face...

Let's go.

Qin Rushuang looked at Dongfang Yueming, who was staring helplessly at the thatched hut, and spoke in a calm voice.

"That's just how she is, Master. You... you'll get used to it."

The two walked side by side, strolling among the sea of clouds.

"Instructor Qin," Dongfang Yueming finally couldn't hold back her doubts and asked, "What exactly is the Golden Core realm?"

"And... what are Divine Ability?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Rushuang stopped in her tracks.

Looking at the "monster" before her, who had defied the odds by defeating Golden Core cultivator with only Foundation Establishment cultivation, yet whose knowledge of the common sense of immortality was completely blank... a complex sense of helplessness flashed in her eyes.

"You..." She shook her head and slowly explained, "Foundation Establishment Perfection and condensed your Golden Core. And the Golden Core, depending on a cultivator's foundation and opportunities, can be divided into nine stages."

"From the first to the third stage, one attains Low-Grade Golden Core; the prospect of reaching the Nascent Soul is slim."

"From the fourth to the sixth stage, one can reach the Middle-Grade Golden Core, with the potential to reach the Nascent Soul stage. Simultaneously, there is a chance to condense one's own unique Divine Ability."

"Those who reach the seventh or eighth stage will attain a high- High-Grade Golden Core. If they do not perish, they will definitely become Nascent Soul! They will also almost certainly develop Divine Ability! There is even a chance that they will develop Black-Grade Divine Ability!"

"Only the legendary ' Nine-Transformation Golden Core,' also known as the ' Supreme-Grade Golden Core,' has even a slight chance of developing one's own... Earth-Grade Innate Divine Ability during the Golden Core stage!"

"Divine Ability are divided into four grades: Heaven, Earth, Black, and Yellow."

"Yellow-Grade Divine Ability, the lowest. Heaven-Grade Divine Ability, the strongest."

"If the upper limit of spiritual techniques is determined by cultivation methods and the laws of heaven and earth, then Divine Ability are an extension of a cultivator's own Great Dao. The stronger the cultivator, the stronger the supernatural Divine Ability they will use, and the grade of the Divine Ability will gradually increase!"

"And we, the Martial Sect," a glint of immense confidence flashed in her eyes, "Focus our cultivation on the path of 'refinement'! The physical body is our strongest weapon!"

"Therefore, the Divine Ability cultivated by us Martial Sect disciples are completely different from those of the 'Qi Refining' cultivators outside!"

Their Divine Ability are achieved by "borrowing" the power of heaven and earth.

"And our Divine Ability are... supreme strength 'excavated' from within our own bodies!"

"Its power far surpasses that of other weapons of the same level!"

"Alright," she said, looking at Dongfang Yueming. For the first time, a flame called "fighting spirit" ignited in her clear, cold eyes. "No matter how much theory we talk, it's useless."

"Bring it on."

"Let me see just how good you really are!"

Upon hearing this, Dongfang Yueming hesitated.

"Professor Qin, I'm afraid... I might hurt you."

He was telling the truth.

With his current strength, he is confident that he can fight even Late Golden Core!

However, upon hearing this, Qin Rushuang smiled.

That smile was like an iceberg thawing, a thousand flowers blooming, breathtakingly beautiful!

"Boom--!"

An indescribable, boundless, and terrifying pressure erupted from her slender body!

Nine dazzling golden halos slowly emerged behind her, connecting with each other and radiating an immortal divine might that could make heaven and earth submit!

Nine-Transformation Golden Core!

Golden Core Perfection!

Are you still afraid now?