Repugnant Gateway 1

by Zhi Bai

  An Zheng: "No rhyme."

  Du Shoushou: "Let me think … If he didn't want to kill them during cultivation, why not sell them at home? "What? I'm serious!"

  An Zheng: "Alright, alright, alright, whatever you're going to fight next time, I will definitely not fight over it."

  Du Shoushou nodded his head, "That's more like it. Although you are our Sect Master, and we need to listen to you, you have to be reasonable, right? "As the saying goes, if you have logic, you could travel the world. If you don't have logic, why not go home and sell sweet potatoes …"

  An Zheng burst out laughing, and even the sleeping kitten in his embrace opened its eyes and looked at him.

  "Recently, the good old man has been loving to sleep more and more."

  Du Shoushou reached out and hugged the kitten, causing it to twitch in disgust, and then submitted to the fatty's soft belly.

  "Damn, you really hung the bell around good old man's neck."

  When Du Shoushou saw the Bronze Bell on the cat's neck, he was immediately shocked. "That's a big treasure, you actually hung it like that on good old man's neck. What if the good old man runs out to play and gets caught? "

  An Zheng laughed: "Have you ever seen good old man run out to play? Other than eating, good old man slept the entire twenty-four hours. The reason why I'm hanging around good old man's neck, is because once someone discovers my sight, those people's greed will increase even more. Bronze Bell is only a treasure, but good old man can find treasures. "

  Du Shoushou: "That's true, good old man is considered the weirdest cat in the world."

  Cat squinted and called out, "Meow!"

  It was as if it was responding to Fatty's praise of it.

  Du Shoushou laughed out loud: "I'm so arrogant."

  He lowered his head and looked at the Bronze Bell: "This thing is really mysterious, an unremarkable little bell, why is it so powerful. It was said that the old man was called Ghost Hand Nine, and was notoriously vicious in the martial arts world. Rumor has it that this guy only does things to see if he has any benefits and never cares about anyone. As such, the black and white duo were very angry at him and chased after him the entire time. That fellow had an extraordinary pair of hands that could change his appearance. That was why he had always been hiding it well. I didn't expect that because of the matter with our Martial Arts Academy, he would be involved. "

  An Zheng nodded his head, although compared to the big cases that An Zheng was handling at Ming Fa Si, the Ghost Hand Nine was only a small figure in his eyes. But in a place like the sixteen kingdoms, the Ghost Hand, number nine, could indeed be considered a villain. The Youlan sixteen kingdoms couldn't be compared to the Great Xixi at all. The Great Xiwas a huge monster, and the entire Youlan sixteen kingdoms combined couldn't even compare to a single hair of the ferocious beast.

  If it wasn't for the fact that the sixteen kingdoms were too exhausted and the forces of Da Xi's army easily crushed them, the sixteen small kingdoms wouldn't be left with a single trace of their existence.

  Old Huo walked in shakily, coughing as if he had caught a wind. Du Shoushou immediately stood up and helped Old Huo to sit down: "Oldman Huo, I'm worried seeing you coughing."

  Old Huo laughed: "Don't worry. After coughing for so many years, I still can't cough out my lungs."

  Du Shoushou said: "No, no, no, I am afraid that you would cough until your neck is twisted."

  Old Huo: "Scram."

  Du Shoushou: "Alright, then scram. I know that you and An Zheng have something to say, so I'll go cultivate."

  He carried good old man out of the room, and then closed the door.

  An Zheng sat up straight and cupped his fists: "I still have to thank you. If it wasn't for you taking care of me, I would be finished that day."

  Old Huo shook his head: "What does that have to do with me? It was that bell that saved you."

  An Zheng said: "If it wasn't for you finding Gao Sanduo, there's no telling what kind of disturbance that competition would have. Oh right, what kind of relationship do you have with Gao Sanduo? "

  Old Huo replied: There's no friendship between us, it's just that his fan is something my Star Grade Tower makes. It was called the Mountain River Fan, but its quality was actually not bad. If it was a fated person, he could use the power that a red rank treasure should have. However, Gao Sanduo's Inherent Skill was not good, being able to have the Sumeru Stage was already his limit, so in his hands, the fan's power was only equivalent to a White grade. You also know that when artificers see their artifact being spoiled, they will not be able to resist, so when I first met Gao Sanduo, I couldn't help but say a few more words. "

  "I helped him change the Mountain and River Fan. In the past, he could only use three fan bones, and after I changed it, he could use thirteen, so he was rather grateful to me."

  An Zheng nodded his head: "He's also a man who distinguishes between gratitude and grievances."

  The Old Huo said, "This Fantasy City has a mix of fish and dragons, and there are all kinds of people. There was a guy like Gao Sanduo, who had a bad reputation but was actually still a chivalrous person, and there was also a scum like Zhen Zhuangbi, who had a good reputation but was actually full of evil schemes. Therefore, do not underestimate Fantasy City. This place is just a small world. "

  An Zheng said: "I really didn't think much of Fantasy City from the beginning. That time, when I returned from Mount Cang Man, I knew that I had failed myself."

  The Old Huo acknowledged: "I have come to remind you that your Bronze Bell has already provoked trouble. I'm afraid there will be a lot of people who want to snatch the treasure. However, those people were still watching. No one was sure if there was some great cultivator supporting you. Furthermore, they were afraid of the might of the Bronze Bell, so no one was willing to be the first one to take action. But their patience will soon run out, and sooner or later, someone will be the first to lose their composure. "

  An Zheng said: "I am also thinking if we should move. With our current strength, we are unable to resist the greed of so many people in the Fantasy City."

  The Old Huo said: "Don't be in such a hurry to move away, even though there are experts in this Fantasy City, those people who are truly hidden will not be greedy towards you. With the Bronze Bell's strength, killing a cultivator with Captive Stage shouldn't be too difficult, so it wouldn't be a problem for them to protect themselves. "

  An Zheng: "Alright, then I'll check out the situation first."

  The Old Huo stayed silent for a while before continuing, "The Bronze Bell are magic artifacts. Generally speaking, the white rank magic tools are able to allow the cultivators with Captive Stage to display the utmost of their might. The Bronze Bell had easily killed the Ghost Hand Nine, so this bell was at least a red rank, and it was a demonic equipment with its own will to attack and defend. I am not familiar with magic equipment, so I think that the bell should at least be a Golden-Rank.

  "With your heaven-defying luck, I'm afraid the possibility of you obtaining Purple-Rank is even higher. Look at what you have obtained now, which one of them isn't Purple-Rank? So, I'm afraid that you might be proud enough to take the Purple-Rank thing and not think much of it. You should know that even a rare cultivator like the Higher Completion Stage wouldn't be able to find a single Purple-Rank item in his hand. Basically, all the items in the Purple-Rank are occupied by those Lower Celestial Stage cultivators who are close to the peak of their cultivation. "

  He picked up the wine gourd and drank a mouthful, then said slowly, "Rumours have it that there is a hundred and ninety-nine Purple-Rank Artifacts in this world. Including the fact that I went against the heavens, the amount of Heaven Defying Seal that I spent thirty-six years of effort to create and the resources in the entire Stargrade Pagoda didn't even amount to two hundred pieces. Moreover, the Heaven Defying Seal was much worse than the true Purple-Rank. Therefore, Heaven Defying Seal can be considered a magic tool under the Purple-Rank. "

 
"The Hong Luanzan you have obtained can also be considered to be under the Purple-Rank. But the thing on your hand... Seventy to eighty-percent of them could be considered treasures within the Purple-Rank s, or even the Purple-Rank s. Speaking of which, I would like to ask if you are feeling well. "

  An Zheng shook his head: "No, I recovered very quickly this time, and did not feel any blood loss at all."

  Old Huo nodded his head: "That's good, that's good, looks like there really aren't any curses on that thing. Although the Blood Pearl was not a devil equipment, it was still the most sinister of all magic tools. You still have to be careful, I already said that your luck is too strange, if I don't find you with my Purple-Rank, no one can help you if something really goes wrong. "

  An Zheng laughed: "Actually, I can."

  Old Huo also laughed, "Nonsense, if we still can't brag about this, then there's nothing worth boasting about. Look for yourself. Although the Heaven Defying Seal and Hong Luanzan who are under the Purple-Rank cannot unleash their true strength, that is still Purple-Rank. , you already have four Purple-Rank tools on you. There are no more than two hundred pieces in the world. You alone have taken four pieces, so you can be very arrogant. "

  He lowered his head and looked at An Zheng's Blood Pearl Bracelet: "You have already become a ranked beast, and if I'm not wrong, you have directly reached the third grade of the Rising Essence realm, right?"

  An Zheng nodded, "Yes."

  Old Huo said: "I have never seen a freak like you. The moment the item was purchased, it would immediately increase by 3 levels. You said that Xiao Qi Dao is a rare genius, and I think that you are one too. Now that you have refined it, you can train in Heaven Defying Seal s in the future. Furthermore, I can try to see if I can remove the medicinal field from the pearl and put it into the Heaven Defying Seal s. "

  An Zheng nodded: "Thank you, senior."

  Old Huo looked at it carefully for a good while, then he touched the bead and frowned more and more, "That's not right … This bead clearly absorbed a lot of your blood energy, but why don't you feel it at all? "Look, the blood star on this pearl has become even brighter. It's also bigger."

  It was only after An Zheng saw this that he realized the change.

  "Yes!"

  Old Huo suddenly slapped his forehead: "How could I forget about that … You have one of these pearls specially for the herb fields. While sucking blood from your body, the pearl also absorbed the medicinal energy from the medicinal field to help replenish your body. Both sides were neutralizing each other, which was why you were safe and sound. Wonderful, wonderful, truly wonderful! "

  An Zheng thought about the old dried corpse inside the depths of Mount Cang Man, and said thanks in his heart.

  In the depths of Mount Cang Man, the corpse inside the crystal coffin had become different. Compared to the first time An Zheng saw him, he did not look like a dried up corpse anymore. His skin had recovered quite a bit of moisture.

  When An Zheng said thank you, the old man smirked and said thank you.

  If An Zheng knew, he might be so scared that he could fly.

  Chapter 50 - Goodbye or never see again

  An Zheng did not know what happened to the dried corpse in the depths of Mount Cang Man, but he was less worried now. From the knowledge that the Old Huo had of tools, it was likely that there were not many people in this world that could surpass him. Furthermore, from the words of the Old Huo, he was probably the only one alive who could create a Purple-Rank Artifact. Old Huo said that the Purple-Rank in the world was one hundred and ninety-nine, and adding his Heaven Defying Seal, it would be exactly two hundred.

  An Zheng was a little curious, who was the person who calculated the number of Purple-Rank and artifacts?

  When he thought of this, he realized that his mind was wandering.

  Actually, An Zheng was most pleased that he could cultivate now. Moreover, his breakthrough this time was very strange. The ball of air that appeared around his body seemed to possess a very powerful might. An Zheng recalled that when he was trying to break through, there were three consecutive explosions of air. Once it exploded, the surrounding crowd of spectators were all knocked down. After the second explosion, the walls on both sides of the bridge collapsed. Three explosions rang out, and even the thick trees on the street were snapped apart.

  It seemed to be a good start.

  An Zheng laughed, his life was no longer as dark. Then, he thought about the topic that the Old Huo had mentioned about luck and destiny. Even if An Zheng had reached a very, very high realm before, it was still impossible to understand. Because in An Zheng's previous life, he was not that lucky. There had never been any good things that suddenly appeared, and it could even be said that he had fought his way out of adversity.

  It was hard to say how much luck they had. First, he received the care and attention of the Old Huo, who gave him the Heaven Defying Seal under his Purple-Rank. This was because he had gone to the Heavenly Enlightenment Martial School and inherited this Martial Arts Academy. Then, when An Zheng entered the Mount Cang Man, he unexpectedly obtained the Purple-Rank that once belonged to him. After that would be the medicine fields in the canyon, and the Blood Pearl Bracelet s that could reach the Purple-Rank.

  Also, this was not the end. The mysterious Chen Shaobai gave him a Bronze Bell, which seemed to be a devil weapon from the Purple-Rank. But that was not all, don't forget the good old man … Eye of Nine Incarnations, along with the gradual exploration of eyesight, the eyes of a cat will be able to see all the treasures in the world.

  Magical beasts were divided into different grades as well. According to the general classification, there were only three types, which were the lower, middle, and higher grades. However, it corresponded to the division of magic tools and medicine ingredients by cultivators. Magical beasts also had five different types: emerald, white, red, and gold, and purple. The Old Huo had said before, that no matter what kind of animal had Eye of Nine Incarnations, even if it was a weak cat like the good old man, it would still be considered a Purple-Rank demon beast, which was also a high level demon beast.

  However, other than loving sleep, good old man was not good at anything else.

  An Zheng really liked his current life. There was Du Shoushou, Qu Liuxi, Xiao Qi Dao, Old Huo, and even Cat good old man. In this evil place like Fantasy City, this little family was actually so warm and full of kindness. Some people say that objects are divided into groups of people, and perhaps that is the case.

  And what An Zheng could not understand the most was Chen Shaobai. The Chen family was not considered small in Nanshan Street, but in the end, they were just a street in Fantasy City. Compared to the casino's, the Chen family was much weaker. Gao Sanduo was also just a cultivator of the Sumeru Stage, what right did the Chen Family have to be the Ghost Hand Nine that could order Captive Stage around? Since the Chen family had such power, why did they only live in Nanshan Street?

  An Zheng felt that he should drink a mouthful of wine and calm down to take care of the recent events. After that, they would have to set a new direction for Du Shoushou and Xiao Qi Dao's cultivation, because their performance was all too unexpected.

  He carried a jug of wine out of the room. The wound was a little itchy, but it no longer affected his movements. Not only did the Blood Pearl not excessively absorb his blood, it seemed to have an effect on his recovery. All of this was because he was a product of his own creation. Before the Blood Pearl entered his body, it still had some effect on his body.

  There was no need to look outside, An Zheng knew that in the darkness of the night, the number of people outside the Heavenly Awakening Martial Arts Academy were eyeing them covetously. To those cultivators, the Bronze Bell held a fatal temptation. However, until now, no one had dared to take the lead.

  An Zheng walked to the training grounds and sat on the high platform, watching the moonlight as he drank his wine. The cat good old man walked over at an unknown time. The Bronze Bell was sha
king its neck slightly, but it did not make any sound at all. good old man lightly jumped onto An Zheng's knee, curled his body, and laid down; it was so quiet that it was outrageous.

  Just at this moment, a ray of light that was bright as lightning suddenly shot out from the Bronze Bell.

  An Zheng laughed, thinking that there was still someone who couldn't hold it in.

  The cat mewled, seeming to loathe and disdain him. It seemed to know what Bronze Bell were, but it could not speak.

  At this moment, An Zheng realized that there was a person slowly walking towards him from the shadows. He was already very close, but the Bronze Bell had no reaction at all. So An Zheng immediately knew who it was, and frowned.

  "Drinking too much alone is boring."

  Chen Shaobai sat on the stage and adjusted the black robe on his body. He took An Zheng's flagon and raised his head to drink it, then spat out: "You also lack money, why would you drink such a rotten wine? Not only is it new wine, it's also filled with water. "

  He took out a crystal wine jug from his black robe and handed it over to An Zheng, "Come, this young master has bestowed upon you a pot of Bejewelled Nectar Jade Wine, to let you know what wine is."

  An Zheng shook his head: "I don't want to.

  Chen Shaobai glanced at him: "Why are you such a problem? By the way, you're not only bad, you're rude. "No matter what, I am your savior. Why don't you kowtow and thank me?"

  An Zheng said: "If you think you care about me kowtowing, I will kowtow."

  Chen Shaobai dodged backwards. "Don't hit it, I'm afraid I'll lose my life."

  An Zheng asked: "Who exactly are you?"

  "My name is Chen Shaobai, Chen Shaobai's son Chen, Chen Shaobai's younger brother, Chen Shaobai's Bai. But to remember this name, it was hard to say when these three words would become famous throughout the world. "When the time comes, I'll allow you to use your knowledge to boast about yourself. This is considered giving you face."

  An Zheng shook his head: "It's fine if you don't want to say it."