Chapter 190 â Countryside training method
Translated by: Berrrybunz
Edited by: TranslationNations, Leo and De Andre
The message that was sent back was quickly passed to the Wu Hou Government, where Wu Hou immediately sent a lavish carriage to the Gu Family. Originally, Wu Hou had done his utmost to invite Gu Xue to the Wu Hou government to be a guest, but Gu Xue at that moment had to have a stable mind, and not be disturbed with such things. Just attaining the Monarch Yearning Strike, she had to spend a huge amount of time to comprehend and understand it, so she had to tactfully decline.
As expected, many people in Bu Zhou Mountain found the muscovite ores. These ores belonged to the Gu Family, Di Heng Zhan, Qing Luan and Princess Ming Zhu to split the profits. They all decided to shrink their portion, for the successor of the Monarch Yearning Strike, Gu Xue, had decided to be a Heavenâs Road martial artist, and they wished to give in to Gu Xue for a stronger relationship. But Gu Xue was persistent with the agreement made beforehand, she did not see the ores as an important matter.
âAh Xue, Iâm going off!â Tang Tian jumped up the carriage, waving his hands, he shouted: âAh Xue, work hard! I will come find you next time to play!â
Gu Xue expressed a cheery face, as she had a persistent and serious face as she nodded: âEn!â
In her hand she wielded the gigantic Monarch Yearning Strike, her sky blue dress and black hair blowing by the wind. She tiptoed, waving her right wrist, with all her might waving towards Tang Tian. Seeing the carriage going further, the figure disappearing further.
Under the warm sun, facing the fresh and green distant mountain, with the azure blue sky, the young lady quickly kept her sense of loss and sadness. She raised her head, her face brimming with warmth and perseverance.
Her pure white hands clenched into a fist.
Imitating Tang Tianâs accent, Gu Xue loudly shouted.
âGodlike young lady, you can do it!â
She was amused by her own sudden actions, and broke out into a laugh. Her eyes bent into the shape of a crescent, with a satisfied cat expression.
Ah Xue, you must be able to do it, when you see him again, you must definitely give him a scareâŠ
With her squinted eyes, Gu Xueâs shallow, smiling heart lightly told herself.
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The carriage flew in the air, to prevent getting into any accident this time around, the Star Master and the Four Xu Shi Groups, cautiously guarded en route.
The carriage was extremely luxurious with a huge space inside, everyone had their own rooms. The young lady was originally preparing for a journey, and pleaded with her Master to release the charismatic Uncle Magic Flute out, but who knew once he entered the room, he never came out.
Inside the Southern Cross Army recruit barracks.
Bing, Ghost Claw, and Magic Flute were all standing in a straight line, closely watching Tang Tian practising his Fire Scythe Ghost Claw.
âIt is a bit too early to practise at the sixth levelâŠâ Bing, with his experienced and veteran experiences, put on an act and started analyzing: âAccording to my many years of experience, excessive enthusiasm can lead to spoiling things and is not always a good thing.â
Ghost Claw said coldly: âArenât you always doing that?â
Bing was dumbstruck and was left speechless, indeed, the training that he had planned for Tang Tian, all exceeded Tang Tianâs level of True Power.
Magic Flute watched the two of them fight happily, he was very interested in the two of them. Especially Bing, he was a spirit general of the Southern Cross Armyâs generation, to survive to date, he was extremely surprised. Although Ghost Clawâs history was not as illustrious as Bing, to be able to create his own master grade claw arts was not a normally seen achievement.
But what he was most curious about, was the miraculous encampment. Magic Flute could clearly feel it, his power was quietly recovering, although it was very slow, but it allowed him to be very happy. For so many years, his power was always draining, and he was unable to do anything about it. When his power was completely drained away, it was the day that he would disappear, and to a spirit general, it was the definite outcome.
He didnât think that there would exist such a miraculous and mystical place in the worldâŠ.
Magic Flute, who was beginning to assimilate himself with the encampment, quickly found his new interest, that was Bing and Ghost Claw torturing Tang Tian.
He was equally curious about Tang Tian. A young man who was not affected by the Slow Flute Resonation was rarely seen. Even without that, he was not ordinary at all.
Very quickly, his interest became even stronger.
Such an interesting young man with unlimited potential, under the wings of two powerful teachers, what would the outcome be?
Tang Tian was currently going through an extremely dull and boring training. He was facing a thick block of anvil, his ten fingers had concentrated True Power, continuously rubbing against the anvil.
Tang Tianâs head was full of perspiration, his eyes bulging out as he was using a lot of strength, his ten fingers continuously grinding the anvil, sparks flying out everywhere, pellets of sweat drops splattering around.
âThis is your Fire Scythe Ghost Claw?â Bing was somewhat disgusted: âHey, I have given you Little Tang Tangâs precious training time, you have to take responsibility. Donât find some countryside training method, and waste everybodyâs time.â
âI am from the countryside.â Ghost Claw said coldly.
Bing choked, and exactly at this moment, Tang Tian had already bore through the anvil in front of him, the fingers on both of his hands felt foreign. Using the tips of his fingers to grind through the anvil with a thickness of 20 centimeters, such a senseless thing, he actually completed it.
Tang Tian took a deep breath, his ten fingers bent like chicken claws, he was unable to smoothen them out.
âDone beautifully!â Bing clapped with effort, with his slanting eyes he praised: âA training that requires no skill is really not meant for this godlike young lad. Only I, who is a chief instructor of the Southern Cross Army, is well versed and can teach the orthodox methods of trainingâŠâ
âShut up!â Ghost Claw said impatiently: âHow did I not realize you were so noisy in the past?â
Bing was agitated, and was about to speak, but Tang Tian burst out: âWhat is the next training?â
The anvil that he just completed, took him three full days.
âStill the same thing.â Ghost Claw said.
âSame thing?â Tang Tian was stunned, looking at the anvil he grinded: âI already grinded this completely!â
âGrinded completely? This is just the beginning.â Ghost Claw said coldly.
Countless anvils fell from the sky like rain, filling the entire room. Numerous and packed close together, very neat and tidily, one look caused Tang Tian to feel dizzy, he managed to ask: âHow much exactly⊠do I need to grind?â
âOne thousand pieces.â Ghost Claw said indifferently.
Tang Tian almost fainted, to grind through one thousand pieces of anvilâŠ
âIf you wish to train the master grade Fire Scythe Ghost Claw, then grind all the one thousand anvils. With your aptitude, it shouldnât be a problem.â Ghost claw said calmly.
âOne thousand pieces, it required him three days for one, that means itâs three thousand days, adding on just another two hundred pieces, that will hit ten years! Maybe at the later years he gets faster, give him five years.â Bing ridiculed: âFive years to train a rank seven master grade claw arts, has your brain gone nuts?â
(TN: Above is actually ten thousand pieces, but then the calculation part, he said ten thousand pieces, 3 days for one, that makes thirty thousand, and then he continued adding 6500 pieces, to make 36500, that makes 100 years, but he said 10. And then he said maybe he can do faster and make it in 5 years. The math is wrong, so I changed it to one thousand pieces and two hundred, that makes it ten years. I basically changed the numbers and not the amount of time)
âI have given you the method, whether to train or not, it is up to you.â Ghost Claw ignored Bing, and spoke to Tang Tian straight.
One thousand pieces of anvilâŠ.
Even for Tang Tian, it was still very intimidating.
Tang Tian took a deep breath: â I will continue!â
Isnât it only one thousand pieces? Compared to the amount of time given to train the fundamental basic techniques, the amount was far lesser. All of his martial techniques, he never took shortcuts.
Whatâs more, he had the recruit barracks, regarding time, he had much more of it compared to other people.
Without saying anything else, Tang Tian began the arduous journey of grinding the anvils.
Tang Tian grasped the trick very quickly, his silver grade martial spirit and strong intuition led him to possess extraordinarily acute control of his True Power, and after stepping into the sixth level, the True Power had extended into many places that were unreachable before, his control power over his body, had become visibly stronger.
Tang Tian quickly realized that when he poured True Power into his entire palm, the results were not good. While if he created a weak layer of True Power on the meat of his finger tip, not only would that greatly lessen the consumption of True Power, it could also increase the productivity of his grinding.
Tang Tianâs ten fingers were like ten iron sticks, grinding on the anvils, sparks flying everywhere.
âTang Tian is very clever.â Magic Flute was surprised. Tang Tianâs efficiency soared, from three days for a piece, very quickly became one piece a day, and then three pieces in a day, in less than ten days.
âClever?â Bing looked at Magic Flute in astonishment: âYou actually think he is clever, truthfully, I have never seen anyone more stupid than him, out of a hundred in math, he would get everything wrong. I bet his teacher in the past was definitely driven to the point of death many times.â
Magic Flute thought of Tang Tianâs daily performance, could not help but laugh: âHe honestly isnât very bright everyday.â
âNot very bright?â Bing laughed out loud: âHe knows stupidity, knows clumsiness, his brain cannot even alternate solutions, this kind of person, you actually used the phrase isnât very bright, youâre too fake already.â
âYouâre the same as Tang Tian.â Ghost Claw coldly said.
Bing became angry: âYouâre insulting me?â
âYes.â Ghost Claw nodded.
Seeing the two of them about to quarrel, Magic Flute immediately directed them to Tang Tian: âBut I see him training very quickly.â
Bing was actually influenced by him: âOn the aspects of training,this brat is a hundred percent genius. But, you cannot use schoolhouse teachings and discussions on him, his knowledge and intellect is close to zero. Those kind of intellectual discussions, he will definitely not understand. But if you throw him into a desperate situation, the last person surviving, will definitely be him.â
Bing muttered: âThese kind of recruits, I have seen a few in the past, and I called them the wild beast sect. They are like wild beasts, not clever, but have surprising intuition, while training martial techniques, they grasp things very quickly. More importantly, the people from wild beasts sect often possess a pure heart and an extraordinary attachment to something. Adding these two factors up, they erupt into dazzling light.â
âThat is very true.â Magic Flute praised.
âIf the people from wild beast sect were placed in schools, they would suffer, they were not meant to sit in for theoretical things, they are born to live a wild and havoc filled life, to fight. To fight, and to be in desperate situations, those are the most suitable platforms for them to train and improve.â Bing said.
Magic Flute was curious: âDid you use to groom out such a powerful wild beast sect person?â
Bing nodded: âYes, but the people from wild beast sect died easily, fighting can help them improve, but to train while fighting also has a higher rate of death. Many geniuses from the wild beast sect died very early.â
Ghost Claw did not say anything, but focused on staring at Tang Tian grinding out a rainfall of sparks.
His eyes flickered unerasable rays of light.