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Chapter 140 Meeting Again
"Ho ho..."

The Heavenly Ape Demon was a three-transformation great demon. Although the pierced throat was a fatal wound, it did not die instantly. It made a hoarse sound, and its demonic eyes bulged out, revealing a look of madness and unwillingness.

It gripped Wu Ming's black iron spear tightly with both arms, attempting a final counterattack before its death, but Wu Ming simply exerted force with his wrist, flicking and pushing it to the ground, and then delivered a follow-up shot, piercing its skull.

at last.

The Heavenly Ape Demon rolled its eyes, collapsed to the ground, convulsed, and gradually lost its life force.

After glancing at the corpse of the Heavenly Kui Ape Demon on the ground, Wu Ming sheathed his spear, but instead of turning to leave, he turned his gaze to a patch of tattered bushes not far away and said, "You've been watching for so long, aren't you going to show yourself?"

The words fell.

Suddenly, a 'laughter' came from the bushes.

The laughter was delicate and crisp, as melodious as a silver bell, enough to stir one's heart. But if an ordinary person were here, they would probably be terrified and break out in a cold sweat while feeling a surge of excitement.

Because the area where the sound came from was completely empty, with not a single person in sight.

There was no one in sight, yet laughter could be heard, which was quite eerie. However, in Wu Ming's eyes, it was all quite ordinary, because his soul clearly saw that a woman with a graceful figure was standing in the bushes. She was invisible to the naked eye, but his soul could sense her. There was only one reason for this: the woman in front of him was a manifestation of his primordial spirit, not a physical body.

"Young Master Wu is a disciple of Master Liu. I have long heard of your reputation and have always wanted to meet you. I never imagined that I had met you before. It has been many years since we last met. Do you still remember me?"

The illusory image of a girl floating in the air, dozens of feet away, spoke softly to Wu Ming.

Wu Ming remained calm and said, "Miss Yanluo once sang a song at Tingxue Pavilion, how could I forget?"

"So Young Master Wu still remembers."

Yan Luo smiled slightly, her eyes curiously scrutinizing Wu Ming, and said, "Back then, Young Master Wu was unassuming, but now that we meet again, Young Master Wu's martial arts and Taoist skills have improved significantly. He can be considered a top talent among the younger generation based on martial arts alone. If we add Taoist skills, he is probably almost the number one among the younger generation."

"Heroes and geniuses emerge in this world, but who dares to claim to be number one? I only have a few tricks up my sleeve."

Wu Ming responded calmly.

Back then, he was very wary of Yan Luo, the mysterious Daoist cultivator in Tingxue Pavilion. But now, he naturally has no fear anymore. He even knows the general background of Yan Luo. Her master, Daoist Ziyuan, is a Daoist master who came here from the capital of Yong Kingdom and has reached the fifth level of the Primordial Spirit Realm.

The five refinements of the primordial spirit are comparable to the five coagulations of blood in martial arts, which can be described as having great supernatural power. Back then, outside Tingxue Pavilion, just a glance from a distance made him feel the sharp edge behind him, as if sitting on pins and needles. Even now, Wu Ming still has some fear of Ziyuan.

But he didn't care much about Yanluo.

"Hehe, Young Master Wu is too modest. I think that whether it is Xiao Yang of the Black Fiend Sect, Mo Weiping of the Profound Jade Sect, or Ling Zhonghan of your Cautious Punishment Division, they are probably no match for you. With your abilities, Young Master Wu, it is probably no problem to say that you are the number one young person in Jingye City."

Yan Luo looked at Wu Ming and chuckled softly, a slight ripple appearing in her eyes.

Of course, she wasn't just making empty praise. She had clearly seen the martial arts skills that Wu Ming had just displayed. Although she hadn't fought him personally, she could tell that he was in no way inferior to Ling Zhonghan and the others. Most importantly, while others might think that Wu Ming was a pure martial artist, she knew that Wu Ming also cultivated Taoist techniques!

Although she couldn't see through Wu Ming back then, she knew that he had at least reached the second level of the Primordial Spirit Refinement. Now, Wu Ming's martial arts have broken through the Blood Condensation three times. Even if his Primordial Spirit is still only at the second level, he can still play a certain role in the battle. Not to mention that through her perception and observation just now, she judged that Wu Ming's Primordial Spirit was probably more than the second level and had most likely entered the third level!

The Three Refinements of the Primordial Spirit!

Even though Wu Ming couldn't obtain orthodox supernatural powers and techniques in the remote Jingye City, the improvement in his strength from the three refinements of his primordial spirit was significant. In actual combat, even a slight use of these techniques could have a considerable impact on the enemy.

Wu Ming listened to Yan Luo's praise with a calm expression. He was not very interested in titles such as the number one among the younger generation. This was mainly because after entering the fourth stage of the Nascent Soul Refinement, his vision had broadened and he no longer cared about such things.

Although his master, Liu Muyuan, wanted him to gain experience outside the city and make a name for himself among the younger generation, that was before he broke through to the fourth level of cultivation. After breaking through to the fourth level, it would be meaningless for him to compete with the younger generation.

"...Among the younger generation in Jingye City, Young Master Wu can be called number one. However, I am not from Jingye City. I am also quite interested in Young Master Wu's skills. I wonder if I could ask Young Master Wu to teach me a few moves? If Young Master Wu loses by a move or two, then please give me that piece of Qingning Osmanthus."

Yanluo spoke in a gentle and melodious tone.

"It doesn't have to be this way."

Wu Ming looked at Yan Luo and said calmly, "I will only make three moves. If Miss Yan Luo can withstand them, I will offer her the Qingning Moon Laurel. If Miss Yan Luo cannot withstand them, she can simply return a soul-type resource of equal value to me in the future." Upon hearing Wu Ming's words, Yan Luo's previously sparkling eyes suddenly became calm, and she said with a hint of resentment, "Young Master Wu, it seems you look down on me. Although I am not skilled in martial arts, I am quite capable in the Daoist lineage... If Young Master Wu can defeat Yan Luo within ten moves, then I will do as you say."

The mournful voice was pitiful, but when it fell, Wu Ming felt his vision blur and the world before him suddenly changed. In an instant, countless beautiful women, some plump and some slender, all dressed in light gauze, were approaching Wu Ming. Some of their beautiful features were faintly visible, captivating and alluring.

Wu Ming watched this scene with a calm and indifferent gaze, showing no emotion whatsoever. He said, "Miss Yanluo is using these unorthodox methods to test me. That's a bit too low-class. I'll give you one more move."

Say it.

Wu Ming stopped wasting words and directly raised his hand, making a hand seal with his fingertips and pointing forward.

boom! ! !
In an instant, lightning exploded at his fingertips, and the countless young women, who were like illusions, were instantly blasted to pieces. The power of the lightning erupted and raged, crushing the illusions and directly attacking Yan Luo's primordial spirit!

"Lefa?"

The moment Yan Luo noticed the lightning seals converging and bursting with lightning at Wu Ming's fingertips, she realized something was wrong and dared not be careless. In an instant, her primordial spirit retreated inward and merged into a purple flying needle.

This is the Purple Soul Weapon she cultivates, an ancient technique for manipulating objects. With her current almost peak third-stage Nascent Soul realm, she is invincible against martial artists when using this technique. Even top young talents like Ling Zhonghan and Xiao Yang dare not directly confront her and have to flee in disarray when faced with her soul manipulation.

Crackling!

Just as Yan Luo's primordial spirit receded and entered the flying needle artifact, Wu Ming's lightning had already spread out, directly enveloping the purple flying needle within it, bursting forth with arcs of lightning that spread into the void.

On the purple flying needles, secret patterns lit up, and strands of purple light spread out, constantly colliding with the lightning. For a moment, the purple and white light intertwined, seemingly evenly matched.

"Young Master Wu actually cultivates thunder magic. Yan Luo has indeed underestimated Young Master Wu. However, even if thunder magic is incredibly powerful, it might be difficult for Young Master Wu to defeat this young lady within three moves."

A light, ethereal voice came from within the purple flying needles.

Swish!
With a sudden surge of purple light, the purple flying needle forcefully pierced through the lightning and hurtled straight toward Wu Ming.

"The second move."

Wu Ming remained calm and unmoved, flicking his finger lightly.

Snap!

He unleashed bolts of lightning from his fingertips once more, but this time the lightning was nearly twice as intense as before. Even though Yan Luo was on guard, she still couldn't avoid this spreading beam of lightning and was struck in an instant.

"ah!"

A scream came from within the purple flying needles.

The secret patterns on the flying needles flickered, emitting beams of purple light. However, the purple light crumbled upon contact with the lightning, and the lightning, with its domineering and fierce momentum, crushed the purple light and poured directly into the flying needles.

As the lightning dissipated, the purple flying needle hovered in the air, trembling violently, as if it could barely maintain its buoyancy. It took several breaths for the trembling to subside slightly before the needle instantly changed direction and flew into the distant dense forest, disappearing without a trace.

"I promised to give you another move, and I haven't gone back on my word. I only used two moves. Miss Yanluo, remember to prepare your resources early, don't keep me waiting too long."

Wu Ming watched the purple flying needles disappear, but did not continue to attack. He only spoke in a peaceful tone.

Yan Luo's lineage seems to have some connection with his master, Liu Muyuan, so he naturally wouldn't kill her. The reason he made two moves was that the first move was to test Yan Luo's strength, and the second move was to control the power of the lightning technique. However, judging from the situation just now, Yan Luo's primordial spirit should still have been injured by his lightning technique.

After all, he was already a fourth-level master, while Yan Luo's primordial spirit technique was only at the third level. To defeat the opponent without harming their primordial spirit, it would be difficult to control the force. In comparison, martial arts were much easier to stop at the right point.

After watching Yanluo leave.

Wu Ming lingered in the same spot for a while, wanting to see if the Heavenly Kui Ape Demon could summon other ape demon companions. However, he waited until dawn, but there was no movement from the mountains.

In the end, Wu Ming could only shake his head, gently flick his spear to collect the corpse of the Heavenly Kui Ape Demon, and then turn and leave.

(End of this chapter)