I will eventually become a god through sheer hard work.

"Wait a minute, it doesn't seem to be over yet, there are still people standing!"

On the arena, the man with an ethereal air, like a white cloud, sighed softly and spoke to Xue Jing, who had already turned his gaze to him:

"Can we reconcile?"

Xue Jing tilted his head, golden flames burning in his silvery-white pupils, and slowly walked towards him, holding the long sword upside down.

"At this very moment? You insect, you must be joking."

Zheng Jixiang scratched his head. "This is really troublesome."

The man, who hadn't moved since the start of the war, seemed different from the others and showed no hostility towards Xue Jing.

He spoke to himself, "I cannot disobey my master's orders. I am just here to join in the fun and do not intend to be enemies with your Hidden Dragon Clan."

"Given the current situation, it's obvious that I can't beat you. This way, I'll have an excuse to shirk responsibility when I get back. I should thank you, in a way."

Xue Jing remained silent, and Zheng Jixiang seemed unconcerned, simply continuing:

"My Eight Celestial Phenomena Style draws upon eight celestial phenomena, possessing eight profound meanings, with numerous applications and a wide range of applicable situations."

"Then, please forgive me for not being able to keep you company."

A blade of light flashed through the air, and Zheng Jixiang flicked his clothes, making a sound as they fluttered.

"Rainbow Sky".

In the darkness of night, a rainbow suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes, forming a rainbow bridge that stretched into the distance.

Seeing this, Xue Jing frowned, activated his Flame Linking Technique, and pulled out a similar rainbow-colored tail flame, chasing after it towards the other side of the Rainbow Bridge.

Just as he was rapidly approaching, he heard Zheng Jixiang's ethereal voice:

"Eternal night."

Xue Jing's vision went black instantly. The intense darkness obscured everything, even the starlight in the sky, as if the eternal night of a hundred years ago had descended.

"Pretend to be a ghost."

He snorted coldly and instinctively swung his sword, encountering slight resistance, as if he had struck something.

With the release and contraction of his spiritual aura, the intense impact instantly cleared his vision.

He looked around but couldn't see Zheng Jixiang anywhere. Only a short distance ahead, half an arm lay on the ground, continuously oozing thick, clear blood.

The golden flames in his eyes slowly dissipated, and the silvery-white color faded from his pupils. Xue Jing wearily reached out and rubbed his temples.

"I could chase after them... but never mind."

Although Zheng Jixiang escaped quickly, Xue Jing had a visualization technique that allowed him to directly imagine and deduce the other party's escape route in his mind. By chasing after him, he was sure to find him.

However, he had just used 'Reverse Scale - Wrath of the Heavens', unleashing his full combat power. Although he quickly and overwhelmingly defeated all the enemies, he also greatly depleted his energy and was extremely exhausted.

As for Zheng Jixiang... he seems to disapprove of causing trouble for the Hidden Dragon Clan, so he can't really be considered an enemy, and it's better not to pursue him.

After glancing at the severed hand on the ground, Xue Jing turned and leaped back towards the Hidden Dragon Dojo.

……

"I just came to join in the fun, but I didn't expect it to be such a big event. I've really learned something new!"

"Having personally witnessed Demon King Xue single-handedly crush a group of experts, I now have plenty of material to brag about at the dinner table for the next month!"

"Did anyone record this? Can you send me a copy? I was so engrossed in watching it that I forgot to record it!"

"I wonder if that master of the Celestial Phenomena Eight Scenery Style can escape..."

"Even if you gave him two more legs, he couldn't run away. Didn't you see how fast Xue Mowang was? It was incredible."

Amidst the commotion, a figure swiftly approached from afar, descending from the sky and landing on the arena.

After landing lightly, Xue Jing's handsome face no longer held the indifference and arrogance of before. He calmly cupped his hands and smiled at those around him:

There was a little mishap, please excuse me.

Upon hearing this, everyone quickly said "It's alright," while their expressions were somewhat strange.

The big trouble caused by several Grand Perfection experts coming to our door is just a minor incident...

"Alright, let's continue." Xue Jing smiled, his voice echoing throughout the room.

"Are there any other experts willing to come up and offer their guidance?"

The people present looked at each other in bewilderment.

This……

Looking at the still-uncleaned corpses and severed limbs of the masters on the arena, and the exaggeratedly cracked floor, who would dare to go up there without fear of death...

Xue Jing looked around, waited a while, and seeing that no one made a move, he spoke:

"Since no one else is coming up, it means that you all have no further objections. From this day forward, my Hidden Dragon Dojo will officially be established and open for business here!"

……

Xue Jing stepped off the stage and walked towards Li Qi. Just as he got close, he heard the little girl's clear, excited voice.

"Master!"

With a rocket-like headbutt, Zong Shichan crashed directly into Xue Jing's arms, clinging to him and refusing to get down. She buried her head in Xue Jing's chest and happily exclaimed:

"Master, you are sooooo handsome!"

Xue Jing patted her head: "It's alright... Don't touch me like that."

He slapped away Zong Shichan's hand that was groping his waist in an annoyed manner.

"Hehe, I want to absorb some of Master's magical aura~"

Zong Shichan kept rubbing her face against Xue Jing's chest.

Li Qi beckoned to Xue Jing and said with a kind smile, "Good child, come here quickly."

Xue Jing removed Zong Shichan from his body as if picking up a cat, then walked up to Li Qi and said respectfully:

"master."

Li Qi looked at Xue Jing with a smile, feeling a surge of exhilaration rush to his head, and even the unkempt hair on his head stood up.

He must have done so many good deeds throughout his life to have such a disciple.

"Come, let me introduce you. These are some of my old friends..."

Li Qi gestured towards the old men sitting next to him, but suddenly noticed that they were all smiling, which inexplicably made him feel that they had ill intentions.

He immediately added, "You don't need to know who they are, just know that they are my friends."

An elderly man nearby immediately started cursing: "You lame old geezer, you've done all sorts of bad things, aren't you afraid of collapsing in your wheelchair when you go out!"

"Something without the Spirit of Martial Arts!"

"Nephew Xue, I am your Uncle Zhao. Nephew, as the saying goes, it's never a bad thing to have many skills. Would you be interested in learning a few more martial arts?"

"Hey, my dear nephew, do you have a girlfriend yet? If you do, that's alright, because your uncle has a granddaughter..."

Several elderly people enthusiastically surrounded Xue Jing, showering him with concern and trying to persuade him to switch sides and act as matchmakers.

Xue Jing, with an awkward yet polite smile on his face, dealt with the elders' onslaught, looking just like a child being tortured while visiting relatives during the New Year.

"Roll, roll, roll, roll!!"

Li Qi's wheelchair drifted, circling Xue Jing to separate all the elderly people, and he cursed:

"A bunch of old fogies who've got one foot in the grave, still thinking about stealing my apprentice? Dream on! Watch out, or I'll send you all to your deaths with a single blow!"

……

Chapter 301 Divine Weapon Spear 'Night-Cutting Ice', the First Nirvana Technique of Buddhism, The Lion King's Might (4K)

Aside from a group of people who came to settle old scores, everyone at the housewarming party enjoyed themselves.

During the event, there was a gift-giving ceremony where gifts were presented and the gift list was read aloud. In addition to gifts from various temples and companies in Qingcheng, as well as Li Qi's old friends, there were also many unexpected congratulations.

There were congratulatory gifts from people most of the attendees who didn't recognize them, with the names 'White Crow' and 'Stop the War' written on them.

Among them, 'White Crow' sent a long list of gifts, all of which were rare medicinal herbs from the border regions that were extremely beneficial for tempering the human body.

'Zhige' presented a framed, yellowed, old portrait depicting a Buddha reclining on a lotus throne, titled 'Lion Reclining in Nirvana.'

Most people present were clueless about the two names that brought the congratulatory gifts. Only a few people's expressions changed after hearing the names, and they gained a new understanding of the current power of the Hidden Dragon Dojo.

Among them, only a few elderly people with high status in the martial arts world showed extremely eager eyes when they heard about the "Lion Lying in Nirvana Picture".

What shocked everyone even more was the congratulatory gift from Chu Minyi, the newly appointed chief councilor of the Qingcheng government. Although it was not a valuable item, everyone present knew that the real congratulatory gift was his public display of support for the Canglong Dojo.

There were also many congratulatory gifts without specific names. Among them, three were simply labeled "from Yuancheng," "from Xingcheng," and "from Yucheng," and the gifts were not expensive, which was puzzling.

The most eye-catching gift was a completely unannotated congratulatory present: a nine-foot-long spear named "Night-Cutting Ice".

The entire gun is a dark blue color, and under the light, it shimmers with slightly different colors from different angles, making it exceptionally beautiful and extremely sharp.

Everyone present was a martial arts expert, and at a glance, they could tell that this was an extremely rare and powerful weapon, the kind that money couldn't buy, and it must have been made by a master.

Even Li Qi, the person directly responsible, was clueless as to who had sent this divine weapon. Only Xue Jing's eyes flashed, as if he had figured something out.

The housewarming party came to an end, and the Canglong Dojo officially opened the next day.

Xue Jing's photo was projected onto a huge electronic screen outside the venue, next to which was a hole that Meng Bo had bumped into, temporarily covered with a cloth.

At the main entrance of the venue, people flocked to the Canglong Dojo, drawn by the image of the young man on the electronic screen. In just one day, nearly a thousand new students were recruited.

This was the result of a general selection process by several of their close disciples; only those who were more suitable for martial arts training were allowed in, while those who were not were advised to leave.

In the training room, Xue Jing sat cross-legged in the center, gently stroking the nine-foot-long spear that lay across his legs.

The dark blue color shifted subtly as the gun rotated under the sunlight streaming through the window. Parts directly exposed to the sunlight appeared slightly translucent, giving it a crystal-like clarity that was extremely beautiful.

The spear was not adorned with a red tassel, and its nearly half-meter-long, sharp spearhead had sharp serrations on both sides of its lower half, adding a touch of ferocity to the otherwise elegant spear body.

Xue Jing reached out and brushed his hand over the part near the butt of the spear, where there was a very inconspicuous etched rectangular frame. Inside the frame were the three characters "Ye Cai Bing" written in small seal script. In the lower right corner inside the frame, there were even smaller characters that read "He Jiu Xi".

"He Jiuxi..." Xue Jing looked thoughtful.

He had heard of that name.