Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 642: Meng Jingzhou: Who Does He Think He Is? How Dare He Compare His Yang Energy to Mine?
The moment he saw Meng Jingzhou, Creed Leader Chi’s eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He was most sensitive to yang energy and could feel the incredibly dense yang energy emanating from Meng Jingzhou. It’s not at all inferior to Wu Qihang, whom I have meticulously groomed!
What’s going on? Could he also have a Pure Yang Immortal Physique?”
The surname Long... is he a prodigy from the ancient Dragon-Human Tribe?[1]
Dragon-humans resulted from the interbreeding of dragons and humans. In ancient times, they had their own planet. Nowadays, the dragon-humans lived in the East Sea.
“Junior Brother Long, don’t be rude!” Lu Yang rebuked Meng Jingzhou, somewhat displeased. “Creed Leader and Senior Lianyi haven’t given their consent yet. How could you take the field and battle?!”
Meng Jingzhou frowned and retorted, “This so-called Radiant Sun Creed wants an exchange. Are we really avoiding the battle?”
“Lu fellow, don’t think you can do whatever you want just because the Heavenly Sovereign and the Creed Leader think highly of you. You’re not the creed leader yet! Acting so timid and hesitant, you’re a total disgrace to our Heavenly Court Creed’s dignity!”
Lu Yang stared at Meng Jingzhou coldly, not taking his provocation to heart. “Respecting one’s elders and acting prudently is the conduct befitting the Heavenly Court!”
Meng Jingzhou sneered. “If I had acted prudently, I wouldn’t have become the Holy Son! Don’t forget how I attained this position! One day, you’ll also have to yield your position as young creed leader to me!”
“Enough. Cease this bickering.” Yun Zhi spoke softly, yet her voice carried finality. “If Little Long is willing to exchange pointers with the other party, then let him be.”
Meng Jingzhou was delighted and knelt on the ground with his fists cupped. “Many thanks, Creed Leader.”
Creed Leader Chi raised an eyebrow. It looks like the Heavenly Court Creed isn’t one monolithic block, not that united on the inside.
The two young prodigies stood facing each other.
“I am Wu Qihang, Holy Son of the Radiant Sun Creed!”
Meng Jingzhou raised a hand and casually greeted, “Heavenly Court, Long Jingzhou!”
“Excuse me for any offense!” Facing the Holy Son of the Heavenly Court Creed, Wu Qihang didn’t dare to be careless, especially given the prominent Pure Yang Taiji Diagram rotating behind his opponent’s head, which looked extraordinary at a glance. Since his birth, this was the first time he had encountered someone whose yang energy could rival his own in the same cultivation realm.
A mocking smile appeared on Meng Jingzhou’s visage. “Offense? Do you actually think you can win against me?”
“We’ll know once we try!” Having been humiliated several times, Wu Qihang’s temper flared. I’m a genius kept hidden by the Radiant Sun Creed. In terms of talent and combat power, I’m confident that I’m not inferior to any top-tier prodigies of the current era!
The two moved almost simultaneously. In an instant, a thunderous explosion sounded and flames shot skyward.
The two creeds had isolated the barbeque shop headquarters from the outer world for today’s meeting. No one outside would know anything that happened within, including the battle between the two prodigies.
“Sea-Borne Sun Rises Before the Night Fades!”
A wondrous scene appeared behind Wu Qihang. Above a jet-black, turbulent sea, a massive sun rose slowly, symbolizing hope and light. The temperature in the entire hall suddenly soared, the floor, tables, and chairs showing signs of scorching!
Creed Leader Chi was gratified as he watched his dear disciple from the back. It seems he hasn’t forgotten my teachings. When facing a formidable foe, any probing attacks might put one at a disadvantage. It’s better to go all out from the start to suppress the opponent!
“This is an unusual phenomenon that manifests after one with a Pure Yang Immortal Physique shatters the golden core to form the nascent soul. It can raise the surrounding temperature and is considered the most crude form of a territory,” Jiang Lianyi explained with a slight tinge of regret.
“In the ancient era, there was someone with a Pure Yang Immortal Physique whose combat power defied the heavens, his vitality so vigorous he could regenerate severed limbs. Even the Jinwu Golden Crow Tribe, which represented the sun then, was extremely jealous. The Jinwu prodigy fought him several times and was defeated each time. This caused the Jinwu prodigy’s Dao heart to shatter, and the Jinwu prodigy voluntarily withdrew from the battle for immortal ascension.
“Later, the two fell into the river of love and pledged their lives to each other under the witness of the sun.”
“...Wait a moment, fell into the river of love?” Lu Yang interrupted Jiang Lianyi’s account, doubting his own ears.
“The Jinwu prodigy was a red-haired maiden with bright eyes and quite pretty. What’s the problem with the Pure Yang Immortal Physique guy liking her?”
“No problem. Please continue.”
“Later, the Pure Yang Immortal Physique guy traced his ancestry and returned to his roots, discovering he was also from the Jinwu Golden Crow Tribe—to be precise, he was half-jinwu. His mother was a jinwu while his father was a human.
“His mother had left the Jinwu Tribe to escape from an arranged marriage and fell into the river of love with his father. After giving birth to him, she was captured and taken back to the Jinwu Tribe. His father tried desperately to stop it, but to no avail. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
“Then, he discovered that the Jinwu prodigy was his biological younger sister, born to his mother and her original fiancé after his mother was taken back.”
“What happened in the end?”
“In the end, his mother became the Jinwu Tribe Chieftain and had two husbands.”
Lu Yang, “...”
He felt a headache coming on. What a complicated relationship. Better to just watch Old Meng fight.
On the battlefield, Meng Jingzhou was like a war god. The Pure Yang Taiji Diagram behind him resembled another sun, its radiance even more intense than the unusual phenomenon of the Pure Yang Immortal Physique, displaying signs of suppressing it at one point.
Those with Pure Yang constitutions excelled in physique cultivation. The two clashed with their bodies, and Wu Qihang suffered a major loss right from the first encounter. His opponent’s yang energy was so exuberant that it could form a golden body; it was incredibly sturdy and indestructible.
“This is impossible!” Wu Qihang cried out incredulously. Even if he also has the Pure Yang Immortal Physique, it should at most be a draw. He shouldn’t overwhelm me with such a vast gap!
Creed Leader Chi was also perplexed, trying to discern Meng Jingzhou’s constitution. With the members of the Heavenly Court Creed here, he didn’t dare to investigate recklessly. “In this world, there are only a few constitutions with such vigorous innate yang energy—Single’s Spirit Root, Virgin Boy Golden Body, and Pure Yang Immortal Physique...
“It feels like the Single’s Spirit Root, but that is slightly weaker than the Pure Yang Immortal Physique. It shouldn’t manifest like this, right?” Creed Leader Chi couldn’t figure it out for the time being. He simply felt that the Heavenly Court Creed was profound and unfathomable. This Holy Son Long Jingzhou might possess some ancient constitution.
Meng Jingzhou snorted coldly and offered no explanation. Like a grandmaster of martial arts, his every movement demonstrated a deep understanding of the Martial Dao and skilled control over strength.
Wu Qihang refused to accept this. His fists turned crimson, his skin blazing hot like two small suns. The moisture in his body evaporated, forming steam that hissed and billowed into white vapor around him. Shrouded in the mist, he resembled a monster born from the sun.
“Sun Fist!” Meng Jingzhou laughed heartily. When it comes to competing in fist techniques, I fear no one. Even if Lu Yang comes, he wouldn’t be my match.
Their fists collided. Wood splinters from the floor flew into the air, transforming into sparks that drifted down like snow and turned into ash.
“It’s the Pure Yang Taiji Fist!” Lu Yang gritted his teeth as if he was facing a formidable enemy. “To think he actually managed to develop it! His Pure Yang Taiji Fist emphasizes using hardness to counter hardness, defeating the opponent with absolute power. Even I would need to expend considerable effort to defeat him!”
Wu Qihang was sent crashing into the wall by Meng Jingzhou, and he coughed up blood incessantly. He stared at the figure standing upright amidst the dust and smoke, filled with indignation. “You...What exactly is your constitution?!”
The other party’s dense yang energy caused his heart to shudder.
Meng Jingzhou snickered, his countenance full of disdain. “You’re a good-for-nothing who only knows about constitutions! All my cultivation was acquired through hard work; it’s not innate! What does it have to do with constitutions?!
“The hardships I endured to obtain this power are beyond your imagination!”
1. The “long” here is the character for “dragon.” ☜
