NOVEL NEXT Chapter 47 I Didn't Know I Was This Strong_2
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Shen Qing heard the specific mention of "them" in their words, indicating that there was more than one Saint Heir.
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However, is there really anyone in this world who regards the responsibility of the Human Clan so highly?
Shen Qing was skeptical.
At least from all his past experiences, there was none.
Based on the experience from his previous life, the vision of a peasant uprising wouldn't reach such heights.
They still hadn't told him the whole truth.
But it was not important.
As long as he could access the depths of the Huang Tian Sect, it would be mutually beneficial for his cultivation.
This 'deal' was one he could accept.
Shen Qing pondered for a moment, then said with an "apologetic" face: "I didn't expect you to have such a broad vision; I was judging a noble person with a petty heart. In that case, I am willing to humbly offer my strength for the Human Clan."
"Very well, Saint Heir, please stay within the sect for a few days. Soon, we will open the deeper treasury of the Taixuan Gate, and let you enter."
Shen Qing rose to clasp his fists and said: "Then I shall comply. Farewell!"
After a few pleasantries, Shen Qing strode out of the hall.
After he left, the elders of the Huang Tian Sect gathered together and sighed, "This young man is truly powerful, let's hope he brings us some surprises."
"The sects left over from Ancient Times are definitely not limited to this one, there must be a connection between different relics. If one of these seeds can stand out, our efforts won't be in vain."
"Never mind that, let's get ready for tonight. We're expecting another 'Saint Heir' to arrive, let's make sure everything is well-prepared, and remind the believers below not to slip up."
One of the elders impatiently said, "Understood. We've done this many times without any mishaps."
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On the plaza of Huang Tian's Sacred Mountain, Shen Xiaohu fiddled with a celestial crane, hearing some movement behind and turning his head.
"Brother Qing, you're done?" Shen Xiaohu said happily.
"Yes." Shen Qing looked around and said, "Let's find a place. We brothers haven't seen each other for a long time and should sit down to catch up."
"Come with me to where I live." Shen Xiaohu raised a hand slightly, summoning a triangular formation flag engraved with intricate totems: "Let's go."
In an instant, the flag blossomed with a hazy yellow light, like the first light of the sun, lifting his entire body to float in mid-air, moving forward slowly.
Shen Qing uttered a soft "hmm," as he had never seen such a method before, intrigued by Shen Xiaohu's formation flag.
He moved with intent, following closely, his eyes constantly observing Shen Xiaohu.
Unable to contain his curiosity, Shen Qing asked, "Xiaohu, what's your current cultivation?"
"Me?" Shen Xiaohu laughed, "I just reached the Sea of Qi Realm."
"Can you perform formations and walk on the wind at just the Sea of Qi Realm?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Xiaohu's eyes showed a hint of pride, saying, "The formation beneath me is a newly mastered method in our Huang Tian Sect, called the 'Floating Light and Shadow Formation.' This formation flag is merely the key to activate it. Once set, it can leverage Spiritual Energy to form a special field, allowing one to float in the air and even move short distances briefly."
"Brother Qing, you don't know, most people's cultivation in our sect isn't high. We're mostly from humble backgrounds, already past the age for cultivation, so making progress in martial arts is tough. It's the same even for the Daoist master."
"Brother Qing, you have no idea, your cultivation is considered top-notch in our realm."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qing was momentarily speechless.
After a pause, he changed the topic and said, "I remember your Daoist master fell. Do you know what happened?"
Upon mention of this, Shen Xiaohu sighed deeply, saying with regret: "On the day the Daoist master attacked the capital, he was severely injured and was attacked by a demon on the way back. As for the details, I'm not particularly sure. If you want to know, Brother Qing, you can ask the elders. Since you are the Saint Heir of our sect, they will surely tell you."
Shen Qing nodded and asked, "Are there many Saint Heirs in your sect?"
"There are both Saint Heirs and Holy Maidens, and quite a few of them."
A chill ran down Shen Qing's spine, an instinctive vigilance creeping up.
In his view, while the elders of the Huang Tian Sect spoke grandly of altruism, they were likely thinking about various dealings in their hearts.
Entering the depths of the Taixuan Gate should be approached with caution, lest he be caught off guard.
The two continued to converse while advancing.
Shen Xiaohu's "Floating Light and Shadow Formation" carried him between the mountain peaks.
From some observation, Shen Qing noticed the speed of this formation was not fast, no different from an ordinary donkey cart.
But it was better than nothing.
Soon, they reached a serene and secluded house.
"Brother Qing, we've arrived." Shen Xiaohu retracted the formation flag, gracefully leaping from mid-air, and deftly stowing the flag away.
Looking up, Shen Qing saw an apparently ordinary house standing ahead.
Gray tiles and white walls, unremarkable amidst the surrounding scenery.
"This is my residence within the Huang Tian Sect," Shen Xiaohu said with a smile.
He gently opened the wooden door, which creaked as it swung open.
Following closely behind, Shen Qing stepped over the threshold, and a strange smell suddenly wafted towards him.
A mix of various oils and mineral scents, slightly discomforting.
Inside, the walls were adorned with all kinds of talismans, emitting a faint glow.
Various formation flags and a plethora of devices were scattered all over the floor, leaving little room to step.
Looking around, Shen Qing couldn't help but remark, "Xiaohu, your abode is truly unique."
Shen Xiaohu chuckled foolishly but did not respond.
Advancing to a long table, Shen Qing saw an antiquarian book beside a mirror-like object that exuded a faint blue glow.
Shen Xiaohu stepped forward to explain: "This mirror is said to be an Ancient relic, capable of peering into one's heart. However, due to its age, it has lost its function. I'm planning to modify it to see if it can be made useful again."
"You deciphered the effects on the Spirit Mirror here?"
Shen Xiaohu nodded: "I gleaned some insights from it."
"It shows you have a deep understanding of formations and talismans, this path holds great potential," Shen Qing remarked, then turned to Shen Xiaohu and said, "By the way, Xiaohu, do you have any defensive formations or talismans?"
"I do have some, but what do you need them for, Brother Qing?"
"For self-defense."
During the conflict with Ji Zikong, many of his weapons and methods were consumed, leaving him with a sense of insecurity due to his lack of possessions.
It was fortunate that he had previously learned about talismanic arts and how to refine talismans.
If Shen Xiaohu had suitable talismans, they could be used for self-defense against unforeseen situations.
"Wait for me."
Shen Xiaohu did not refuse, dashing to a corner and rummaging through a pile of ancient texts and miscellaneous items.
"Found it!" Shen Xiaohu exclaimed, pulling out a stack of dazzling gold talismans from a pile of yellowed talisman papers.
As they lightly swayed, Shen Qing felt a gentle fluctuation of Spiritual Energy.
Carrying this stack of talismans, Shen Xiaohu walked swiftly towards Shen Qing and said: "In here are the Transference Talisman and the Sigh of Tai Talisman. If you encounter danger, Brother Qing, these can redirect an opponent's attack."
A glint of surprise flashed in Shen Qing's eyes.
He hadn't expected Shen Xiaohu to possess such talismans.
"Can the Transference Talisman redirect any kind of attack?"
"That depends on the cultivation of the caster. If the opponent's cultivation surpasses the caster's, the talisman may only redirect part of the attack."
Shen Qing understood that the strength of these talismans depended entirely on the user.
This was indeed a remarkable talisman.
Gently accepting the stack of talismans, Shen Qing's curiosity about the depths of the Taixuan Gate grew.
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