Chapter 24: Life and Death Need Not Be Discussed!
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Seeing the exposed wooden frame, Chen Qiang laughed heartily.
“I actually thought you had really refined the cloud mist into a flying boat.”
“It turned out you just painted a coat of white paint on that broken frame!”
Du Yifeng’s face turned ashen, and the charm he had shown earlier had disappeared.
He spoke coldly, “This is too much!”
At the same time,
On Du Yifeng’s flying boat, another foundation-establishing cultivator with a thick aura also appeared.
“Ha ha ha ha, it has been many years—Brother Chen, your flair is no less than in the past!”
This man was lean and skinny like a stalk of hemp.
He was also a foundation-establishing cultivator from the Tianxuan Sect, named Ma Zhiyuan.
Ma Zhiyuan cupped his hands to greet Chen Qiang, then said, “This Dripping Milk Forest only opens once every three years.”
“Junior Brother Du insisted that I help him hold the formation, saying he was afraid something would go wrong and delay the cultivation progress of his two disciples.”
“I originally thought Junior Brother Du was making a mountain out of a molehill…”
At this point,
Ma Zhiyuan casually summoned a wheel‑shaped treasure that radiated scorching fluctuations of magical power, hovering at his side.
He said meaningfully, “But now that I’ve come…”
“I’m glad I came.”
“Ha ha ha ha!”
Chen Qiang remained unafraid and laughed freely.
In the next moment,
The martial dao energy swirling around Chen Qiang suddenly retracted.
It condensed into a ten‑zhang long tiger with white forehead markings and glaring eyes!
“Roar—”
The tiger formed from martial dao energy seemed substantial as it roared toward the sky!
“Ha ha ha ha!”
Chen Qiang’s gaze was like a blade as he laughed recklessly.
“You two brothers can both come at me together!”
“I want to see how far the two of you can fight for those two brats!”
Ma Zhiyuan looked on in astonishment and doubt, saying, “The martial dao energy took form?!”
“When did you breakthrough?”
That form meant Chen Qiang’s physical‑cultivation level had reached the peak of Tier 2, already above the two of them.
Although he did really want what Du Yifeng had promised,
He would risk his life fighting a well‑known madman like Chen Qiang just for that…
Ma Zhiyuan didn’t hesitate, and immediately retracted his treasure.
Then he smiled toward Chen Qiang and said, “The True Essence and Tianxuan Sects have been neighbors for generations—so close you could say they shared a single robe.”
“If it comes down to this little bit of earth‑core spiritual milk, and our two sects’ elders fight to the death…”
“If word gets out, wouldn’t the other sects in Qingzhou mock us?”
At this,
Ma Zhiyuan discreetly used a secret art to scan Xu Zhengyang and Yang Hong from afar.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
Then he transmitted a sound‑message to Du Yifeng.
Only then did he suggest to Chen Qiang, “Since it is the juniors who need the earth‑core spiritual milk to temper their tendons and bones.”
“Is it proper for us elders to fight over it?”
“If you ask me, it would be better for the three of us to drive away these scattered cultivators from this place.”
“And then let the juniors go into the Dripping Milk Forest themselves.”
“Whoever can obtain the spiritual milk will depend entirely on their own skill.”
“How about it?”
Chen Qiang remained unmoved and answered coldly, “Not interested!”
Ma Zhiyuan was not angered, and only wore a teasing look as he said to Chen Qiang, “What’s the matter?”
“Are all the disciples of your True Essence Sect in this generation only able to hide under their masters’ wings?”
“Is it not said that a kind mother often spoils her child?”
“In such pampering…”
Even if they obtain the earth-core spiritual milk, they would still be nothing more than a flashy but useless spear.”
“Uncle-Master Chen.”
At this moment, Xu Zhengyang suddenly said, “I was thinking…”
As soon as Xu Zhengyang spoke, Chen Qiang immediately sent him a voice transmission, 【Silence, this is a voice transmission! This earth-core spiritual milk is something I promised your master—I must get it for you. If I go back on my word, Wouldn’t I never be able to lift my head in front of your master again?】
Xu Zhengyang was unmoved by the words and still finished the second half of his sentence.
“…to test how capable the outstanding disciples of the Tianxuan Sect truly are!”
“You!”
Hearing this, Chen Qiang instantly turned around, glaring at Xu Zhengyang.
But when he saw Xu Zhengyang looking at him firmly without the slightest fear, Chen Qiang’s anger immediately dissipated.
【Such a temperament… he’s indeed a good seedling. What a pity that Senior Brother snatched him up first…】
Thinking this, Chen Qiang revealed a helpless expression.
But since the words had already been spoken,
Chen Qiang still waved his hand to retract his martial dao energy and said to Du Yifeng and Ma Zhiyuan of the Tianxuan Sect, “Fine. Since my junior nephew has such interest, I’ll give you both this face.”
“Excellent!”
Upon hearing this, Ma Zhiyuan wore a look like a scheme had succeeded.
Then he looked toward Xu Zhengyang and said, “A great teacher produces outstanding disciples! Little friend, such spirit. May I ask who your master is in the True Essence Sect?”
“Divine Mechanism Peak, Pei Zhen,” Xu Zhengyang said.
“So it’s Elder Pei!”
Ma Zhiyuan acted as if he suddenly understood.
Then he turned to Chen Qiang and said, “Senior Brother Chen, the Dripping Milk Forest is about to open. In that case, Shall we go now to drive away the scattered cultivators?”
“No rush, there’s still one matter not clarified!”
Chen Qiang waved his hand upon hearing this, and then said, “Since we’re letting the juniors rely on their own abilities to compete for the earth-core spiritual milk. Should they stop at a point of honor… Or should life and death be left to fate?”
Hearing this, Ma Zhiyuan didn’t respond.
He turned to look at Du Yifeng—after all, these were Du Yifeng’s disciples.
Earlier, Du Yifeng had learned from Ma Zhiyuan’s voice transmission that Yang Hong was an innate body cultivator, while Xu Zhengyang was only at the body‑tempering realm.
Because of this,
Du Yifeng had absolute confidence in his disciple!
So he said without hesitation, “Life and death need not be discussed!”
“Good!”
Chen Qiang gave a cold snort, revealing a meaningful smile as he said, “You said it yourself!”
Chen Qiang was a straightforward man—this was well known in the surrounding area.
Because of that,
When Du Yifeng saw Chen Qiang looking so confident, his heart suddenly sank, and he felt something ominous.
But since it was he who had brought up the life-and-death rule…
If he suddenly changed his mind now…
Du Yifeng felt it would be too disgraceful.
So he had no choice but to brace himself and force out a parting line, “Hmph, just don’t regret it when the time comes!”
With that said,
Du Yifeng waved his hand, injecting a stream of magical power into his flying boat.
With the martial winds gone,
In just a moment, Du Yifeng’s flying boat had returned to its original appearance—a cloud of auspicious mist.
Immediately after,
Du Yifeng waved his hand again to let the cloud mist once more cover his two disciples, and he stepped into the mist himself.
No one knew what he was instructing his disciples inside.
…
On Chen Qiang’s side,
He wasn’t as pretentious as Du Yifeng.
He simply turned around and instructed Yang Hong, “Once inside the Dripping Milk Forest, you must listen to your Senior Brother Xu. Do not act on your own. Understood?”
During the disciple-accepting ceremony,
Xu Zhengyang’s technique combo that trapped his opponent within a boundary had left a deep impression on Yang Hong.
Even though Yang Hong now possessed Skywalking,
He still couldn’t say with confidence that he would surely win against Xu Zhengyang.
Because of that,
Yang Hong agreed straightforwardly, “Yes, Master.”
“Mm.”
Chen Qiang nodded, then said to Xu Zhengyang, “Treat Hong’er as your sword—use him however you want.
Since that Du fellow said ‘life and death need not be discussed’… Then once you two go in, show no mercy!”
As he said the last sentence, Chen Qiang was already exuding a chilling killing intent!
“Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Seeing the exposed wooden frame, Chen Qiang laughed heartily.
“I actually thought you had really refined the cloud mist into a flying boat.”
“It turned out you just painted a coat of white paint on that broken frame!”
Du Yifeng’s face turned ashen, and the charm he had shown earlier had disappeared.
He spoke coldly, “This is too much!”
At the same time,
On Du Yifeng’s flying boat, another foundation-establishing cultivator with a thick aura also appeared.
“Ha ha ha ha, it has been many years—Brother Chen, your flair is no less than in the past!”
This man was lean and skinny like a stalk of hemp.
He was also a foundation-establishing cultivator from the Tianxuan Sect, named Ma Zhiyuan.
Ma Zhiyuan cupped his hands to greet Chen Qiang, then said, “This Dripping Milk Forest only opens once every three years.”
“Junior Brother Du insisted that I help him hold the formation, saying he was afraid something would go wrong and delay the cultivation progress of his two disciples.”
“I originally thought Junior Brother Du was making a mountain out of a molehill…”
At this point,
Ma Zhiyuan casually summoned a wheel‑shaped treasure that radiated scorching fluctuations of magical power, hovering at his side.
He said meaningfully, “But now that I’ve come…”
“I’m glad I came.”
“Ha ha ha ha!”
Chen Qiang remained unafraid and laughed freely.
In the next moment,
The martial dao energy swirling around Chen Qiang suddenly retracted.
It condensed into a ten‑zhang long tiger with white forehead markings and glaring eyes!
“Roar—”
The tiger formed from martial dao energy seemed substantial as it roared toward the sky!
“Ha ha ha ha!”
Chen Qiang’s gaze was like a blade as he laughed recklessly.
“You two brothers can both come at me together!”
“I want to see how far the two of you can fight for those two brats!”
Ma Zhiyuan looked on in astonishment and doubt, saying, “The martial dao energy took form?!”
“When did you breakthrough?”
That form meant Chen Qiang’s physical‑cultivation level had reached the peak of Tier 2, already above the two of them.
Although he did really want what Du Yifeng had promised,
He would risk his life fighting a well‑known madman like Chen Qiang just for that…
Ma Zhiyuan didn’t hesitate, and immediately retracted his treasure.
Then he smiled toward Chen Qiang and said, “The True Essence and Tianxuan Sects have been neighbors for generations—so close you could say they shared a single robe.”
“If it comes down to this little bit of earth‑core spiritual milk, and our two sects’ elders fight to the death…”
“If word gets out, wouldn’t the other sects in Qingzhou mock us?”
At this,
Ma Zhiyuan discreetly used a secret art to scan Xu Zhengyang and Yang Hong from afar.
His eyes suddenly lit up.
Then he transmitted a sound‑message to Du Yifeng.
Only then did he suggest to Chen Qiang, “Since it is the juniors who need the earth‑core spiritual milk to temper their tendons and bones.”
“Is it proper for us elders to fight over it?”
“If you ask me, it would be better for the three of us to drive away these scattered cultivators from this place.”
“And then let the juniors go into the Dripping Milk Forest themselves.”
“Whoever can obtain the spiritual milk will depend entirely on their own skill.”
“How about it?”
Chen Qiang remained unmoved and answered coldly, “Not interested!”
Ma Zhiyuan was not angered, and only wore a teasing look as he said to Chen Qiang, “What’s the matter?”
“Are all the disciples of your True Essence Sect in this generation only able to hide under their masters’ wings?”
“Is it not said that a kind mother often spoils her child?”
“In such pampering…”
Even if they obtain the earth-core spiritual milk, they would still be nothing more than a flashy but useless spear.”
“Uncle-Master Chen.”
At this moment, Xu Zhengyang suddenly said, “I was thinking…”
As soon as Xu Zhengyang spoke, Chen Qiang immediately sent him a voice transmission, 【Silence, this is a voice transmission!
This earth-core spiritual milk is something I promised your master—I must get it for you.
If I go back on my word,
Wouldn’t I never be able to lift my head in front of your master again?】
Xu Zhengyang was unmoved by the words and still finished the second half of his sentence.
“…to test how capable the outstanding disciples of the Tianxuan Sect truly are!”
“You!”
Hearing this, Chen Qiang instantly turned around, glaring at Xu Zhengyang.
But when he saw Xu Zhengyang looking at him firmly without the slightest fear, Chen Qiang’s anger immediately dissipated.
【Such a temperament… he’s indeed a good seedling. What a pity that Senior Brother snatched him up first…】
Thinking this, Chen Qiang revealed a helpless expression.
But since the words had already been spoken,
Chen Qiang still waved his hand to retract his martial dao energy and said to Du Yifeng and Ma Zhiyuan of the Tianxuan Sect, “Fine.
Since my junior nephew has such interest, I’ll give you both this face.”
“Excellent!”
Upon hearing this, Ma Zhiyuan wore a look like a scheme had succeeded.
Then he looked toward Xu Zhengyang and said, “A great teacher produces outstanding disciples!
Little friend, such spirit.
May I ask who your master is in the True Essence Sect?”
“Divine Mechanism Peak, Pei Zhen,” Xu Zhengyang said.
“So it’s Elder Pei!”
Ma Zhiyuan acted as if he suddenly understood.
Then he turned to Chen Qiang and said, “Senior Brother Chen, the Dripping Milk Forest is about to open.
In that case,
Shall we go now to drive away the scattered cultivators?”
“No rush, there’s still one matter not clarified!”
Chen Qiang waved his hand upon hearing this, and then said, “Since we’re letting the juniors rely on their own abilities to compete for the earth-core spiritual milk.
Should they stop at a point of honor...
Or should life and death be left to fate?”
Hearing this, Ma Zhiyuan didn’t respond.
He turned to look at Du Yifeng—after all, these were Du Yifeng’s disciples.
Earlier, Du Yifeng had learned from Ma Zhiyuan’s voice transmission that Yang Hong was an innate body cultivator, while Xu Zhengyang was only at the body‑tempering realm.
Because of this,
Du Yifeng had absolute confidence in his disciple!
So he said without hesitation, “Life and death need not be discussed!”
“Good!”
Chen Qiang gave a cold snort, revealing a meaningful smile as he said, “You said it yourself!”
Chen Qiang was a straightforward man—this was well known in the surrounding area.
Because of that,
When Du Yifeng saw Chen Qiang looking so confident, his heart suddenly sank, and he felt something ominous.
But since it was he who had brought up the life-and-death rule…
If he suddenly changed his mind now…
Du Yifeng felt it would be too disgraceful.
So he had no choice but to brace himself and force out a parting line, “Hmph, just don’t regret it when the time comes!”
With that said,
Du Yifeng waved his hand, injecting a stream of magical power into his flying boat.
With the martial winds gone,
In just a moment, Du Yifeng’s flying boat had returned to its original appearance—a cloud of auspicious mist.
Immediately after,
Du Yifeng waved his hand again to let the cloud mist once more cover his two disciples, and he stepped into the mist himself.
No one knew what he was instructing his disciples inside.
…
On Chen Qiang’s side,
He wasn’t as pretentious as Du Yifeng.
He simply turned around and instructed Yang Hong, “Once inside the Dripping Milk Forest, you must listen to your Senior Brother Xu. Do not act on your own. Understood?”
During the disciple-accepting ceremony,
Xu Zhengyang’s technique combo that trapped his opponent within a boundary had left a deep impression on Yang Hong.
Even though Yang Hong now possessed Skywalking,
He still couldn’t say with confidence that he would surely win against Xu Zhengyang.
Because of that,
Yang Hong agreed straightforwardly, “Yes, Master.”
“Mm.”
Chen Qiang nodded, then said to Xu Zhengyang, “Treat Hong’er as your sword—use him however you want.
Since that Du fellow said ‘life and death need not be discussed’…
Then once you two go in, show no mercy!”
As he said the last sentence, Chen Qiang was already exuding a chilling killing intent!