I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

Xue Jing asked curiously, "Just who is she? Even people from your organization seem to be trying to curry favor with her."

Ning Yuantai pondered for a moment and said, "If you still don't know... then I can't say more. Only she can tell you herself."

"I see." Xue Jing nodded, then asked:

"So... you said the reason is half and half, half is because of President Wu, what's the other half?"

Ning Yuantai did not answer the question, but his attitude suddenly became inexplicably respectful... even reverent, and he cautiously said:

"Could you... let me see your eyes?"

……

[Someone has developed a deep faith and worship for you; your Charm skill experience points +236]

After Ning Yuantai left, Xue Jing glanced at the panel and then closed it.

The silvery-white in his pupils gradually faded, and his expression returned to normal from indifference and disdain.

He accepted Ning Yuantai's invitation and, following Bai Ya, became an unofficial member of 'Zhige'.

If everything Ning Yuantai said is true, then accepting this invitation would have considerable benefits.

As for Ning Yuantai... he most likely wouldn't lie to him.

"The Charm skill combined with the essence of the Heavenly Will Blade... is very dangerous."

Xue Jing pondered.

He thought of Ning Fengwan's reaction that day, and Ning Yuantai's reaction just now.

"If this were ancient times, I reckon I could have played around with being someone like Jesus or Buddha."

Xue Jing shook his head.

He didn't like this eerie attraction; it even gave him a creepy feeling.

"Try not to let the people around you see this form, otherwise... I'm afraid something I don't want to see will happen."

Xue Jing took a breath, cleared his mind of distractions, walked to the lakeside, and sat down cross-legged.

Then, his mind sank into his consciousness space and began to construct a scene.

Streets, alleys, rainy nights...

"Boom——"

"Crash, lala, lala -"

The torrential rain poured down, and in the pitch-black night, only the lightning and thunder in the sky were the only sources of light.

The pixels rotated and converged, bringing Xue Jing's body to life.

He gripped the Futu Knife in his right hand.

Then, another figure slowly appeared in front of him.

"Crack-boom!"

Amidst the lightning and thunder, the pitch-black alleyway, where not a finger could be seen in front of one's face, was illuminated for a moment, revealing the true appearance of the figure.

His appearance was beyond compare, his expression was indifferent and disdainful, and he held the Futu Knife in his right hand.

And those silver pupils that even the darkest night couldn't conceal.

It was—Xue Jing himself.

"Come on, let me see just how strong I really am..."

Xue Jing was somewhat excited. He flicked his Futu Blade, his eyes were tinged with silver, but black flames burned quietly in the center.

The once pitch-black rainy night suddenly became crystal clear in his eyes.

The silver-white blade was stained with a layer of black film. Xue Jing muttered to himself:

"If it were me... how would I respond to this move?"

"Black Sky Blade - Whirlwind Thunder!"

"boom!"

Thunder boomed.

The pitch-black spiral tornado blade light shattered the ground, engulfing the rain in its midst, crushing everything in its path like a meat grinder, and sweeping towards the figure opposite.

Xue Jing did not move, neither dodging nor avoiding. In the instant the dark tornado approached him, the blade in his hand was also coated with a black film.

He then gripped the blades in his hands and began to spin rapidly like a top, transforming into a vertical, pitch-black tornado.

The two tornadoes collided, producing a hissing sound similar to metal rubbing against each other, and remained locked in a stalemate for a while.

In the end, Xue Jing's long-range attack ran out of steam, shattering into scattered blades that sliced ​​through the rain and cut countless deep trenches into the surrounding ground and walls.

"Using the Golden Scale Technique while wielding a sword to neutralize it, as expected of me."

Xue Jing looked at the figure that had stopped spinning and was completely unharmed, his eyes filled with excitement.

He stepped on the spot and disappeared at the same time as 'Xue Jing'.

The next moment, countless clanging sounds rang out.

Two figures appeared and disappeared in the rain. Each time they clashed, a flash of blades appeared, exuding sharpness and leaving sharp gashes on the ground and walls.

The torrential rain was constantly being torn apart, and the two moved incessantly at great speed. One moment they were on a tall building, and the next they were on the ground. The clanging sound of metal clashing was almost never interrupted.

The two, simultaneously wielding the speed of twins, moved at a speed completely unlike that of humans, almost as absurd as something out of a superhero fighting comic.

Black flames shot out in all directions, and one building after another exploded. In just over ten minutes, the entire street was reduced to ruins and a scene of utter devastation.

The two Xue Jings, who were even stronger than in reality and unleashed their full power without any restrictions on the consumption of divine skills, were terrifying even in the aftershocks of their battle.

……

Chapter 108 Enlightenment, Mental Slash, Killing Enemies with Eyes: Tsukuyomi Slash, Mischievous Club (4K)

"Qiang!"

Two more blades clashed. Xue Jing felt the immense force emanating from the blade in his hand and sighed inwardly, "As expected of me."

"boom!"

A powerful force was poured into the blade, and Xue Jing on the other side did the same thing at the same time. The point where the blades met exploded, clearing a vacuum zone nearly three meters in diameter from the rain. The two figures were each sent flying more than ten meters away.

At the same time, thunder and lightning roared in the sky, bringing light while also casting countless shadows on the ground.

These shadows existed for only a moment, and both Xue Jing seized that moment, transforming them into black currents that ignited large swaths of black flames, surging and roaring towards each other.

The pitch-black shadow flames are not fire in essence; they merely appear in the form of fire. They possess the destructive power to simply annihilate matter.

The two surging shadow flames collided, constantly annihilating each other, and silently disappeared into the air together.

……

More than half an hour later, the scene that Xue Jing had envisioned had been almost completely destroyed, with crisscrossing gaps and huge pits everywhere.

Completely unleashing his power without any regard for Xue Jing's surroundings, his destructive force was beyond human comprehension.

The battle was not over yet, but his spirit was beginning to give out.

The continuous and intense mental simulations and the fierce battles have left my mental strength nearly exhausted.

With a thought, he stopped fighting, and 'Xue Jing', who was originally charging towards him, turned into countless pixelated pieces and disappeared.

"I finally understand how difficult I am to deal with."

Xue Jing sighed.

He fought against himself and truly experienced his own strength.

Defense, speed, destructive power... it's all maxed out, its all-around abilities are exaggerated, a truly all-around warrior.

He himself was helpless against himself, and there was no way to determine the winner.

"Unless you crush me with absolute strength and kill me instantly... as long as I have the ability to fight back, it's hard for me to lose... that's the charm of the Bucket."

Xue Jing thought to himself.

With a thought, he withdrew from the space of consciousness.

[You have completed a simulated combat exercise, gaining 269 combat experience points.]

[...Fighting experience points +202]

[...Hidden Dragon Strength Experience Points +196]

[…Visualization - True Experience Points +251]

[Military attack upgraded to Lv5 (21/2000)]

Xue Jing sat cross-legged, placing the Futu Blade on his knees and gently stroking the scabbard.

A strong feeling of blood connection came from the palm that touched Futu.

You can almost feel the knife's 'emotions' in the faintest way.

Tranquil, gentle, and dim... like the bright moon in the sky, silently watching over the earth, unwavering for thousands of years.

When you sheathe your sword, the dark moon sets in the west; when you draw your sword, the bright moon shines in the sky.

Xue Jing seemed to understand something and remained seated in place.

Gradually, even though he wasn't wearing 'glasses', his presence slowly faded away.

A silvery-white light began to permeate his pupils, but unlike the indifference, disdain, and divinity he had previously exuded, this silvery-white light resembled moonlight from the sky—gentle and calm, giving a sense of security.

A squirrel carrying an acorn trotted up to Xue Jing and, without any fear, jumped onto his lap, squatted down, and began to gnaw on the acorn.

A gentle breeze blew by, and Xue Jing's soft eyes gazed at a crucian carp in the lake.

Like moonlight gently shining down, soft and silent, the crucian carp quietly broke in two, seemingly unaware of its own condition, its two halves still swaying gently without the slightest struggle.

A few seconds later, the crucian carp, broken in two, stopped moving, but showed no signs of pain or struggle throughout, passing away peacefully.

Xue Jing reached out and picked up the squirrel from his lap, gazing at it with his gentle silver eyes.

The squirrel stared at him curiously, unaware of any danger.