Chapter 706 - 706: Decision to Kill the God!
Chapter 706: Chapter 706: Decision to Kill the God!
Although highly unlike the ten great ancient martial houses of Huaxia, Ma Chuxia’s metaphysical group still could be regarded as a potent grassroot organization.
As the old adage goes, ‘The hare has three burrows.’ And in Dong’an city, the metaphysical society indeed did have a few secret lairs.
Immediately, Ma Chuxia led Huang Xiaolong and others, along with a group of slaves, towards a secluded villa untouched by human presence. This place was one of the secret branches of the metaphysical group. Dozens of fiercely loyal Taoist House monks and nuns were stationed here.
Inside the villa.
Under the soft moonlight, this serene villa also exuded a delicate beauty.
The villa was quite spacious, enough to accommodate Huang Xiaolong and the others without any problem. It also stored plenty of food and supplies, enough for several months.
The slaves were in high spirits, gleefully breathing in the air of freedom. The fragrance of flowers bursting forth in the evening breeze seemed like the heavens’ greatest gift to them at this moment!
Huang Xiaolong gathered all the slaves at a plaza within the villa.
“Young Master Lin, you also go there and stand.” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile.
“Yes, Teacher.” Respectfully, Lin Zicong walked over there, lined up, and stood with the slaves.
“Little Long, it’s quite late. Why not let the slaves rest?” Ma Chuxia asked.
“Uh… We only have five days. We must make good use of it.” Huang Xiaolong responded, smiling.
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“Master, will you be training these slaves now?” Ji Zhengyu’s face was filled with doubt. At this moment, his curiosity had reached its peak. He simply couldn’t figure out how Huang Xiaolong would enhance the fighting power of these slaves in just five days.
“Yes, starting now.” Huang Xiaolong nodded, then turned to the slaves and said, “I have stated before that I will make you strong enough within five days… Do you want to get stronger?”
His words struck the hearts of the slaves like a blade!
Get stronger? Of course! Every martial artist craves power, especially the slaves! Only by becoming strong can one gain respect, survive, avoid being trampled, humiliated, or sold off like goods…
“We do!!!”
Every single one of the slaves, including Lin Zicong, shouted out in a frenzy, their voices filled with passion.
“Hmm… Well, since you already took my side, I would… give you all a chance to get stronger!” Huang Xiaolong’s expression turned solemn. “I hope you cherish this opportunity. Starting now, I will impart a cultivation technique. This technique will make you strong enough to crush the geniuses of the ten great ancient martial houses of Huaxia!”
The slaves held their breath in anticipation!
However, Ji Zhengyu was somewhat skeptical—impart a cultivation technique? So, the so-called transformation in five days meant imparting a cultivation technique.
But…it won’t work!
First, even the best martial arts technique, when given to a martial genius for cultivation, can’t be learned in just five days.
Second, these slaves clearly lack ample talent. Grasping profound martial arts would be a great struggle. In five days, it would be incredibly difficult for them to even get a grasp of it, not to mention complete mastery!
Even Ma Chuxia and Xia Ying seemed surprised.
Xia Ying muttered, “I thought Little Long would give the slaves some pills that could greatly increase their martial power. I didn’t expect him to teach the martial arts techniques. This… This seems like cramming for an exam.”
Huang Xiaolong, observing the expressions, looked at Ji Zhengyu and said with a smile, “You seem to have doubts about my plan.”
“Umm…” Ji Zhengyu paused, but decided to be honest, “Master, we are facing a time constraint.”
“Master Long, do you know many martial arts secrets? That’s interesting!” Zhou Mi said, innocently.
“Yes, I possess countless lost ancient martial arts secrets.” Huang Xiaolong nodded with a smile. “However, everyone must find the martial arts secret most suitable for them. That way, their cultivation will be more efficient and they’ll advance by leaps and bounds. If the martial arts technique is unsuitable, even if it is the most powerful technique in the world, they won’t get any significant result. Forcing it may lead to a state of mental confusion.”
After pausing, Huang Xiaolong asked with a smile, “Do you know which martial arts techniques are best suited for these slaves?”
The crowd was confused.
When it comes to understanding martial arts, even Ji Zhengyu, who comes from one of the ten great ancient martial houses, is merely a child compared to Huang Xiaolong!
“What’s the biggest characteristic of these slaves?” Huang Xiaolong asked further.
“The biggest characteristic?” Ji Zhengyu furrowed his brows.
“Killing intent.” Huang Xiaolong said with a smile. “They all share one characteristic… they’re filled with killing intent, hostility, hatred, resentment… all sorts of negative emotions. From the moment they became slaves, they’ve had to fight for their lives every day. They could die at any moment, so they must make themselves savage, turn themselves into beasts, and make themselves inhumanely cruel in order to have hope for survival.”
“Right!” Ji Zhengyu nodded. “Master, I understood. These slaves should be best suited for martial arts techniques full of killing intent. Indeed, their killing intent is too strong, even stronger than ours—the disciples bred by the ten great ancient martial houses. They’re just killing machines.”
“Listen well!” Huang Xiaolong looked at the slaves and spoke loudly, “Now, I’m going to teach you an ancient martial art. This technique was created by a general from the Qin State during the Warring States period, and it has been lost for over a thousand years! This martial art helps cultivate one’s killing intent to a peak, stirs up the body’s deep-seated potential, and gives tenfold attacking power!”
“Back then, the Qin Army was the most formidable force during the Warring States period. They swept through six countries, repelled the Huns in the north, attacked the tribes in the south, and reunited the country! Their strength came from the fact that every soldier in the army cultivated this martial art!”
“The greatest feature of this martial art is that it can condense the killing intent of dozens, hundreds, or even thousands of people into one!”
“On the battlefield, when an army condensed all the soldiers’ killing intent and charged, they were invincible! That is the true undefeated army!”
“Now, I’m going to pass on this martial art to you. Hopefully, you can become an unbeatable army who destroys any gods or demons that come in your way!”
“The founder of this technique single-handedly exterminated 1.65 million soldiers from six countries, took over hundred cities, and was known as the Demon King of Homicide, the foremost of the four famous generals of the Warring States! His name is… Bai Qi!”
“And this martial art is… ‘The Decree of the Death God’!”
“Unbelievable… The Decree of the Death God… the technique created by the Demon King Bai Qi!” Ji Zhengyu’s heart palpitated with excitement at the thought, blurting out, “Master, I… I also want to learn ‘The Decree of the Death God’!”
“Haha, are you sure you want to learn?” Huang Xiaolong asked, laughing.
“Yes!” Ji Zhengyu nodded firmly.
“Then go stand over there.” Huang Xiaolong ordered.
Ji Zhengyu excitedly ran to stand next to Lin Zicong.
“Now, I’m officially going to teach you ‘The Decree of the Death God’ of Bai Qi!” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes became reverent.
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