Martial Arts Genius with Proficiency System-Chapter 720 - 352: Spring and Autumn? Gold and Silver? Farewell, Senior Sister Xiao_3
"A transaction is fair, but who decides this fairness?"
Kong Chunqiu displayed a peculiar smile on his face.
"Naturally, it’s me who decides, I am!!"
Kong Chunqiu’s voice carried an indescribable greatness and strength.
Prompting Su Tu to grip that strand of hair even tighter, ready to sever it at any sign of discord.
However, the moment after saying that, Kong Chunqiu’s voice became somewhat stammering, then suddenly intensified, repeating over and over.
"I am... I am... I am..."
Kong Chunqiu abruptly turned around to face Su Tu.
"Who am I?" he asked.
"Apart from my life, you can propose other requests."
"For example, I could help you refine the Daoist Master’s power within your body." 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚
"Although this energy comes from an external source and cannot be completely controlled by you to directly become a Daoist Master, it’s sufficient to promote you to a Venerable."
"Just tell me who I am, and you can become a lofty Venerable. How about it? All it takes is a name, just a name!"
Kong Chunqiu’s voice carried an inexplicable temptation.
Just one name, and you can achieve Venerable cultivation, such temptation surely must be immense.
However, Su Tu was not moved at all, for a misty aura appeared in his eyes.
Under the Eye of Cause and Effect, lines of cause and effect emerged.
The pitch-black and profound lines of cause and effect made one tremble; each line represented an evil consequence.
This indicated that, no matter what Su Tu traded with Kong Chunqiu, he would only bring unimaginable disaster.
Suddenly, Kong Chunqiu’s right eye trembled again, the ingot-shaped pupil began to emanate golden light, and a clean, clear aura surfaced.
That aura even started to suppress, devour the turbidity within the right eye.
Kong Chunqiu’s previously calm expression turned utterly mad.
He looked at Su Tu, letting out a mournful wail.
All of a sudden, countless murmurs seemed to echo around Su Tu, reverberating within his Heart and Spirit; the sound penetrated everywhere, repeating countless times in an instant.
"Who am I!! Who am I!! Tell me, who am I!! Who!!"
"Tell me!!"
That voice was extremely chaotic, and even with Su Tu’s strong Heart and Spirit, he began to become confused.
Looking at the clarity in Kong Chunqiu’s eyes, a guess formed in Su Tu’s mind.
Then, without hesitation, he directly spoke.
"Bang Dali!! You are Bang Dali!!"
As the words "Bang Dali" were spoken, the chaotic Kong Chunqiu suddenly trembled.
"Bang Dali?"
"You’re spouting nonsense, how could I be Bang Dali! That’s not my name, it can’t be!"
Kong Chunqiu’s expression was somewhat agitated.
"You are Bang Dali; your parents passed away before you were born. You raised your grandparents by yourself, and your dream is to become the greatest abstract artist!"
Su Tu quickly uttered, but his words were exceptionally abstract.
Upon hearing this, Kong Chunqiu’s face froze again: "No, that’s not right."
"At the very least, I should be surnamed..."
Kong Chunqiu’s expression showed a bit of struggle, but quickly, the clarity in his right eye flashed again.
"Yes, I am Bang Dali, I want to become an abstract artist!!!"
Clarity flashed, and Kong Chunqiu’s gaze became crystal-clear.
He looked at Su Tu, his voice becoming incredibly gentle: "Thank you, my name is Bang Dali..."
Seeing this scene, a slight smile tugged at Su Tu’s lips,
It seemed his guess was correct.
Through Kong Chunqiu’s previous words, and the huge difference between his left and right eye, he suspected that something within Kong Chunqiu was influencing him.
That thing was the culprit for Kong Chunqiu’s madness.
Under the influence of that thing, Kong Chunqiu forgot his true name and lost his original memories.
He seemed to be constantly seeking something that could tell him his name, as if finding it would allow him to remember everything from the past.
But the will within constantly prevented him.
Thus, Su Tu speculated that as long as he didn’t say Kong Chunqiu’s true name, whatever abstract name and identity he gave, that thing would attempt to accept it and affect Kong Chunqiu.
And everything that happened now proved Su Tu’s speculation to be correct.
However, it was all a bit too coincidental...
Randomly teleported to a location, only to encounter the Federation’s missing Spring and Autumn Wealth God.
Even in madness, the opponent did not resort to carnage, but chose to use his own Dao of Transaction.
More importantly, although Kong Chunqiu his image drastically changed, the Dao within his body remained unchanged.
Su Tu couldn’t believe that for so long, no one recognized his identity, yet he seemed unable to find his own name.
Only when he came to himself did he begin to ask for his name.
It seemed as though everything was a well-arranged script, with everything already set up long ago.
This feeling made Su Tu very uncomfortable.
Kong Chunqiu transformed to appear utterly harmless; what was previously a skull-like head now frantically grew flesh, giving his face a slightly simple look.
"Abstraction is art!"
Kong Chunqiu spoke, now both pupils were shaped like ingots.
"If all races were an elephant, then abstraction is the whip that drives them forward!"
He spoke somewhat mystically, a golden whip appeared in his hand, and he motioned it in the air.
Then, a golden light transformed into an elephant, and he lashed it directly.
