Chapter 1241 - 1242: Difference in Strength

Chapter 1241 -1242: Difference in Strength

Song Xiaodong quickly inserted a few needles into Dragon Nine’s body. With just this palm strike, Dragon Nine’s internal organs shifted, sustaining significant internal injuries, leaving him utterly powerless to continue fighting.

“Young Master, escape quickly!” Dragon Nine, after being treated with the needles by Song Xiaodong, opened his eyes and urgently shouted.

Song Xiaodong calmly said, “Don’t worry, she can’t kill me yet. Let me heal your injuries first.”

Dragon Nine hurriedly replied, “No, Young Master, please don’t waste even a tiny bit of True Qi on me. Since I couldn’t protect you, how can I further burden you.”

“Bravo!” Qingluan gently clapped her hands twice and said, “Impressive, your subordinates are indeed quite loyal to you.”

Song Xiaodong lifted his head to look at Qingluan and said, “Injuring my subordinates means you must pay the same price.”

“As long as you have the skills to do so,” Qingluan said with a smile, then directly went over to sit on the sofa, gracefully picking up a grape with her fingers and elegantly putting it into her little mouth.

She was actually waiting for Song Xiaodong to heal Dragon Nine, which meant only two possibilities: first, she never intended to kill Song Xiaodong; second, she was confident enough to kill Song Xiaodong, completely disregarding him.

Judging from their identities and the power of that palm strike, the latter seemed most likely.

At this time, Song Xiaodong’s expression was calm. Although he knew Qingluan’s strength was certainly above his own, if he panicked now and feared, it would mean he had no chance other than death.

After ten minutes, Song Xiaodong had stabilized Dragon Nine’s injuries, then looked at Qingluan and said, “Now I’ll let them go, you have no objection, right?”

Qingluan was now resting her feet on the coffee table, her little feet gently swinging, and said, “Of course not. They are so insignificant to our Dark Night Sect.”

If she hadn’t just heavily injured Dragon Nine with a palm strike, no one would consider her an extremely dangerous person but rather a naive little girl.

Song Xiaodong turned to look at Miao Qingyuan and Su Yuya and said, “Uncle Miao, Aunt, take Dragon Nine and leave immediately.”

“Family Head!”

“Xiaodong!”

Miao Qingyuan and Su Yuya both furrowed their brows.

Song Xiaodong suddenly straightened his chest and said in a deep voice, “This is an order. I command you now to take Dragon Nine away!”

Miao Qingyuan and Su Yuya exchanged a glance, then both nodded reluctantly. They clearly understood that staying here would be of no help, but rather a burden to Song Xiaodong.

Though witnessing Song Xiaodong enter danger while they were fleeing brought considerable discomfort.

“Don’t worry, considering her, killing me will not be easy.” Song Xiaodong smiled proudly, then gestured with his hand.

“Take care!” Miao Qingyuan gritted his teeth, then directly lifted Dragon Nine onto his back.

Su Yuya looked deeply at Song Xiaodong and said, “Family Head, be careful,” then also followed them out.

Only Song Xiaodong and Qingluan remained inside the room. Qingluan didn’t stand up, and Song Xiaodong boldly sat down and grabbed a Serpent Fruit from the table, took a bite, and said, “Let’s have a chat.”

“Sure, I’ll fulfill your requests before you die.” Qingluan smiled sweetly at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong took another bite of the Serpent Fruit and said, “Although I am the Dragon Gate Young Master, my foundation is still shallow. Your Dark Night Sect is in such a hurry to deal with me?”

Qingluan ate another grape and said, “Indeed, why should we wait for our enemy to grow stronger before eliminating him? Wouldn’t that be too troublesome? Eliminating while still budding reduces a lot of trouble.”

Song Xiaodong said, “That seems quite straightforward, but your Dark Night Sect sent only one person, aren’t you afraid you can’t kill me?”

“Do you think that’s possible? Your True Qi hasn’t reached the level of Great Perfection, you’re not even in the same class as me. To kill you is really too easy.”

Song Xiaodong shrugged his shoulders and said, “To be honest, I still haven’t understood this concept of Great Perfection. How is it supposed to be comprehended?”

Qingluan, originally holding a grape, paused and tilted her head to look at Song Xiaodong and said, “You don’t even understand Great Perfection?”

“That’s right,” Song Xiaodong didn’t deny it. As he was still unclear about Qingluan’s abilities, he had to gather more information to make the most accurate judgment before taking action.

“Sigh, how did Dragon Gate fall to this level? It makes me feel there’s no challenge at all. I heard that Dragon Gate was once the only formidable opponent to our Dark Night Sect, and now you don’t even understand Great Perfection. What about the others in your Dragon Gate?”

Song Xiaodong shrugged and said, “Although I am the Young Master of Dragon Gate, to the Dragon Master, I’m merely one of the many components. Even if I die, our Dragon Gate won’t collapse.”

“Hehe, is that so?” Qingluan chuckled slightly and said, “Then you want to know what Great Perfection is?”

“That’s right!” Song Xiaodong nodded.

Qingluan put the grape into her mouth and gently chewed it twice before saying, “Great Perfection is when your True Qi connects through all the meridians, eternally vibrant, reaching a complete state.”

Song Xiaodong frowned and said, “That’s too vague, isn’t it?”

Qingluan mischievously blinked and said, “Great Perfection is something only to be understood, not explained. When you achieve it, that’s when you’ve attained it.”

“What about after achieving Great Perfection?” Song Xiaodong asked again.

“After Great Perfection, you’ll regenerate a True Qi in your Dantian. Each True Qi is newly generated only after achieving Great Perfection. I’ve read from our Dark Night Sect’s records that someone in Dragon Gate, within a century, once cultivated up to Six Paths of True Qi.”

This explanation opened a window for Song Xiaodong, revealing how the realm of True Qi is elevated.

Song Xiaodong looked at Qingluan and said, “So it seems you’ve only just perfected one True Qi?”

“Yes, though my second True Qi has reached fifty percent progress. But even if I’ve just reached perfection, it’s absolutely beyond your comparison.”

The two continued eating and chatting, not necessarily like an affectionate couple, but at least like good friends. Who would think, soon enough, they would duel to the death?