Invincible Starting from Max Level Attributes - Chapter 122
Chapter 122: Chapter 122: This Fellow Countryman
Translator: 549690339
Boom!
In the sky above the Sea Tower, there were frequent celestial phenomena, a fat tiger roared through the heavens, a grass chicken crowed to the sky.
Terrible talent inscriptions rampaged wildly, under the stormy wind and clouds, there came the sounds that resembled celestial choirs. Everyone looked shocked, gazing at the sky, completely dumbfounded.
The two most precious paintings in the Sea Tower!
These words rolled through everyone’s mind almost simultaneously, striking their hearts like a thunderstorm.
Sun Yushi violently spat out fresh blood, disheveled, and seated on the ground while gaping at the terrifying scene in the sky made entirely of talent inscriptions. In his dull expression, he spat every now and then.
Ji Shulin was equally shocked, his eyes wide with disbelief as he gazed at the sky. Suddenly, he roared:
“Hurry! Hurry! This is a great opportunity, everyone, quickly understand the essence of these talent inscriptions. This is your opportunity, the opportunity of the entire East Sea coast. The extent of your understanding depends on your chance!”
Ignoring that he had inadvertently stepped forward and not seated himself on a chair, he sat down with a ‘plop’ on the ground. But he was as comfortable as if he were sitting in a warm and fragrant chamber, completely unconcerned as he hurriedly closed his eyes to comprehend.
He was just a little bit short. Just a bit more and he could condense inscriptions. This was his lifelong wish. He couldn’t care about not sitting on a chair, even if he were seated in a sea of swords and flames, burning his bottom, he couldn’t waste this incredible opportunity.
If the horrifying talent inscriptions persisted for a little longer, Ji Shulin would certainly succeed in condensing inscriptions.
Then he would be the second, no, the third person on the East Sea coast to condense inscriptions. The second was Yang Zhen, a young boy at such a tender age!
On the boundless edge of an island in the East Sea, an old man was bending down to examine the seawater, occasionally scooping some to taste, then frowning and spitting it out.
Suddenly, the old man’s body trembled, his expression revealing a hint of joy.
“It has appeared again!”
Boom!
An overpowering aura erupts from the old man, scriptures obscuring the sky. He storms towards the East Sea coast like a hurricane, his speed as fast as lightning.
All the people on the island looked up. Those with less power saw a storm covering the sky, while those powerful ones were horrified and exclaimed: “That’s… the master?”
“Why…why would master be in such a hurry? Could it be that the ruins really appeared on Turtle Serpent Island?”
“Shouldn’t be, if the ruins were on Turtle Serpent Island, Master shouldn’t have to leave so urgently.”
“No one can reach such a speed in their lifetime, what earth-shattering event made the master erupt with such terrifying speed?”
“He seems to be in a hurry!”
The violent inscriptions passed in a flash, disappearing into the sky, leaving behind a series of celestial phenomena that resembled a storm.
The entire Turtle Serpent Island was startled, filled with conjecture. Everyone was speculating what the master was doing, for the elderly man to be able to unleash such a terrifying speed.
With such speed, even such a powerful practitioner as the master, if he were an ordinary old man, would have been torn to pieces by the terrifying wind.
On the East Sea coast, in the Sea Tower, everyone hurriedly sat cross-legged to comprehend the essence of the inscriptions in the sky, showing a fat tiger and a short-winged bird after hearing Ji Shulin’s words. They all looked serious, just like diligent students.
Even Hua Youyue was staring thoughtfully at the sky, her astonished expression intensifying.
The long-silent Medicine Elder also revealed a shocked expression in his eyes. He glanced significantly at Yang Zhen, then sat down on the ground to perceive the inscriptions.
Yang Zhen was flabbergasted, never expecting that someone would pretend to this extent. He tugged at Hua Youyue’s sleeve and whispered, “Let’s go, little girl, we should leave quickly!”
“Leave?” Hua Youyue looked at Yang Zhen with a puzzled look, and asked with some confusion, “Given what you’ve done, you’re bound to catch the Master’s attention. He might be on his way here, he might even take you as his personal disciple. Why… why do you want to leave?”
Yang Zhen’s face changed upon hearing this. He quickly retracted all the energy about him, transforming into an ordinary practitioner and grabbed Hua Youyue to departure.
“Exactly for that reason, we must hurry up and leave this place.”
“Why?” Hua Youyue’s doubt deepened more, but she didn’t insist and followed Yang Zhen out quietly.
Why?
Yang Zhen smirked. He didn’t want to follow an old scholar around all day discussing academic matters. He was a man destined to be the Pirate King. He hadn’t even stirred up an uproar across the Coast of the East Sea yet. So how could he just become someone else’s disciple?
Not to mention, with his poor writing and drawing skills, he could only borrow famous works from the Blue Planet to maintain his reputation. What if his true self was exposed in front of the Master? Would he still have any dignity left? Wasn’t preserving his dignity important?
He had to leave, he absolutely had to!
The Master seemed more terrifying than a pig plague to Yang Zhen at this moment. He must avoid it at all costs.
Only after they were far away from the Sea Tower did Yang Zhen heave a sigh of relief. Hua Youyue looked at Yang Zhen, who seemed to have unloaded a heavy burden, with a bewildered expression. She was about to ask a question when her face suddenly changed.
An old man was rushing towards them from mid-air right in front of the two, startling them.
Yang Zhen looked at the approaching figure with shock and disbelief, feeling a lurch in his heart.
The breath emitted by this old man was intimidating, especially the terrifying literary aura, almost as deep and immeasurable as the open sea. Just one glance was enough to make Yang Zhen feel deeply entrapped in it.
This old man, he could easily guess who he was just by the tip of his toe!
Yang Zhen quickly lowered his head, but suddenly saw the old man abruptly stopping in mid-air. Yang Zhen could even imagine the screeching brake sound under the old man’s feet.
Seeing this scene from the corner of his eye, Yang Zhen was shocked. This old man was something else. He had hidden so deeply, was he still recognized?
This shouldn’t be. Yang Zhen’s talent and inscriptions weren’t truly conceived by himself, but rather borrowed from the masterpiece Tao Te Ching.
Although in this world, Tao Te Ching was the established talent and work granted to Yang Zhen by the laws of heaven and earth, Yang Zhen was able to hide it at will, unlike others who could be more or less detected even when hidden.
Even so, the old man above could still sense him, how could he not be surprised?
Just when Yang Zhen wanted to pull Hua Youyue away, he saw her eyes light up. She shouted in surprise, “Master!”
Hum!
The energy of heaven and earth suddenly retracted and looked at his face, slowly landing in front of the two.
The old man appeared scholarly. He must have been a bookish talent in his youth. Even at his current age, he still gave off an air of scholarly elegance and composure. But he seemed a little uncertain now, taking turns to look at Yang Zhen and Hua Youyue.
“Miss Hua, did the two of you come from the Sea Tower?”
Luckily, it seemed the old man probably only had suspicions but wasn’t certain yet, Yang Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Hua Youyue looked respectful, was about to answer, but Yang Zhen quickly intervened, laughing, “No no, sir, we’re from Flame City, heading to East Forest Island, but we’re a bit lost. Do you know the way to East Forest Island?”
Hua Youyue trembled, looked weird, stared in astonishment at Yang Zhen, speechless.
Fel…fellow countryman?
This title that only existed among ordinary people was used by Yang Zhen on the Master?
The Master was also stunned, pointing at his nose: “Are you referring to me?”
