Chapter 41: Imperial Dominance

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Imperial Dominance

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Lin Qian’s promise made Lei Qian somewhat skeptical.

Currently, of the six people who had the spots to go to the ancient relic, apart from Lin Qian, the other five were top-ranked inner sect powerhouses.

So far, no fewer than a hundred disciples had attempted to challenge these five, hoping to seize the spots for the ancient relic.

These hundred people were all at the Ninth Level of the Nirvana Realm, and some had hidden strengths, intending to shine spectacularly.

However, all those who challenged them failed, without a single success.

Lei Qian knew that while his strength was not bad within the inner sect, he was only ranked tenth. Hoping to challenge those top five guys was simply unrealistic.

Especially the person ranked first, it was like an insurmountable mountain, suppressing all the inner sect disciples.

“If it’s Lin Qian, he might be able to defeat him.” Returning to his room, Lei Qian stood in front of the wooden tub prepared by the maid, pondering silently.

Especially when the image of that ten-layer Soul Light halo appeared in his mind, Lei Qian’s heart skipped a beat.

Then, Lei Qian shook his head, clearing his thoughts, uncorked the Crystal Bottle in his hand, and poured the potion inside into the wooden tub according to Lin Qian’s instructions.

Lei Qian was surprised to find that as the potion dripped into the tub, the clear water turned a light red and began to boil gradually.

It was the Nebulous Flame Bath, but a diluted version.

Lin Qian knew that if he let Lei Qian use his potent Nebulous Flame Bath, he might die in the potion.

The diluted Nebulous Flame Bath was just right for Lei Qian, and this was the ratio given after Zhuge Ming’s analysis.

Looking at the boiling light red potion, Lei Qian hesitated, but remembering Lin Qian’s promise to him, he gritted his teeth and stepped into the tub.

The next day, Lei Qian eagerly rushed toward Maoqing Mountain after having breakfast with his grandfather, Lei Heng.

Lei Heng downed the clear porridge made from jade rice in his bowl, muttering in confusion, “Yesterday this kid came back beaten like a dead pig, how did he recover by morning? It’s really strange!”

“Boss, is that the secret to your strong body and pure soul power?” Arriving at Maoqing Mountain, Lei Qian excitedly asked Lin Qian.

Seeing Lei Qian’s overly excited look, Lin Qian shook his head, “How could it be; it’s just a method of training.”

The horror of Lin Qian’s powerful physique and incredibly pure soul power primarily stemmed from two reasons: having lived two lifetimes, and the Huaxia Empire.

Being two lifetimes in one, Lin Qian’s soul power was not merely a simple addition of one plus one.

One could say, a powerful soul made Lin Qian’s body several times stronger than the average person, able to endure rigorous tempering and cultivation intensity beyond what others could withstand.

This is why after a whole day’s practical cultivation, Lin Qian was only drenched in sweat and quite exhausted, while Lei Qian was completely worn out.

Additionally, behind the Huaxia Empire, under the precise guidance of Zhuge Ming and the terrifying Heavenly Art Department, Spiritual Energy was precisely infused into Lin Qian’s body for tempering.

The custom-made potion baths and Cultivation Techniques were unimaginable for others.

“However, this potion is greatly beneficial for body tempering and soul power extraction,” Lin Qian said, looking at Lei Qian. “Did you tell your grandfather about this potion?”

“No.” Lei Qian shook his head, approaching Lin Qian with a serious face, “Boss, it’s best to be cautious with this potion; don’t let others know easily, lest it arouses someone’s greed.”

Hearing this, Lin Qian nodded with satisfaction, “Not bad, you’re considering things for me. If you had said yes earlier, I would have taken you down with one sword.”

Lei Qian shivered at Lin Qian’s words; he could tell the other party was serious.

“Since I acknowledge you as my boss, of course I, Lei Qian, would never betray you.” Lei Qian muttered oddly, “And deep down, I just want to consider things for the boss, I don’t know why.”

“…” When Lin Qian heard this, he took three quick steps back, looking at Lei Qian with a strange expression, “You’re not interested in…”

Seeing Lin Qian like this, Lei Qian, with his intelligence, couldn’t help but feel indignant and roared, “How could that be? I’m perfectly normal!”

Seeing Lei Qian so certain, Lin Qian let out a sigh of relief, a possible thought surfacing in his mind.

In the Huaxia Empire, martial generals with their own consciousness did not waver in loyalty or harbor second thoughts because of their weak cultivation.

Combined with a system panel that only he could see, Lin Qian was fully convinced that the Emperor’s Prestige talent from his past life’s game account followed him through the crossing.

“What if Emperor’s Prestige affects not only the lives of the Huaxia Empire?” At this moment, Lin Qian entertained a bold possibility in his mind.

Lei Qian decided to acknowledge him as the boss, and Lin Qian agreed.

In a sense, this was a subordinate relationship. Emperor’s Prestige talents might have thus influenced Lei Qian.

This was why he unconsciously thought about considering things for Lin Qian and felt so naturally inclined to call him “boss” in such a short time.

“Let’s train. Let me see if you’ve improved,” after saying this, Lin Qian then moved closer and started sparring with Lei Qian.

This was the training method taught by the War Emperor; instead of practicing soul skills alone, it was better to engage directly with people.

Back then, when Wei Wushuang nearly thought he couldn’t resolve his poison and was close to death, he suppressed his realm and trained Lin Qian hard, imparting all his years of experience to him.

Seven days later, in the courtyard of Maoqing Mountain.

Lei Qian saw Lin Qian in front of him, and in fright, he fell on his butt, speechless.

Beside him, Wei Wushuang was also trembling, looking at his disciple Lin Qian as if he were a monster.

“Twelve Wheel Nirvana!”

Three days ago, Lei Qian, as usual, arrived early at Maoqing Mountain, only to find Lin Qian had not come out of his room for a long time.

Even the War Emperor Wei Wushuang was puzzled, not knowing what happened; he couldn’t even perceive the situation inside.

When Lin Qian finally emerged, they were taken aback by the eleven-layer halo of Soul Light around him.

But that wasn’t the end of it. Today, Lin Qian gave them an even stronger shock.

“An eleven-wheel Nirvana was already impossible, unheard of. Twelve Wheel Nirvana? How did you manage that?” Wei Wushuang rushed to Lin Qian, grabbing him by the shoulders and shouting excitedly.

Lin Qian merely chuckled, “I just tried dispersing my soul power a bit, and somehow it succeeded.”

Somehow? What kind of explanation was that?

Wei Wushuang was stunned, letting out a long sigh. He discovered that his disciple was becoming more monstrous.

Lei Qian rubbed his face furiously, terrified, “I once had a life-and-death battle with such a monster. Was I crazy?”

“It seems today is Liu Ming’s challenge against me, right?” Lin Qian withdrew his soul power, patting Lei Qian on the shoulder, “Let’s go, let’s take care of him and then continue training.”

“You little freak!” Wei Wushuang shook his head, saying as he turned back into his house to continue recuperating.

Lei Qian was still stunned but quickly followed when Lin Qian was about to leave the courtyard.

At that moment, Lei Qian looked at Lin Qian’s back, silently thinking, “Twelve Wheel Nirvana, Liu Ming, what bad luck you must have.”

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