Night without Borders

Chapter 46: True Instructions on a Piece of Paper
The young noble Huang Jingjun had a faint smile on his face. It was already this late hour, but this young man still had a gleam in his eyes as he stared at the tricolor flower. He was indeed just a hunter in a remote area who did not understand his situation.

His elder brother Huang Jingde was very calm. He didn't care whether the boy was too naive or was just pretending to be innocent to delay time.

"I didn't expect that there is such a mysterious product underground. Can I practice Tianguang Jin by eating it?" Qin Ming asked.

He was really asking for advice with an open mind, and his eyes showed the clarity and purity unique to a teenager. He was very sincere and wanted to learn this knowledge that he had never been exposed to before.

"First, you have to choose a suitable Tianguang Jin. You need to practice it to the basic level. Then, taking the tricolor flower will have the best effect. Well, I have to choose another one after I go back. I need to think about it carefully."

Huang Jingde smiled and answered every question. It was still early and he had nothing to do anyway.

What kind of trouble could a young hunter who had only been reborn once cause? As a three-time reborn, he could kill the other person with a flip of his hand.

"There are many kinds of Tianguang Jin. Is there any particularity when choosing?" Qin Ming is diligent and studious. He asked directly regardless of the occasion.

Huang Jingde nodded and said, "Of course, it's good enough for a third-time freshman to barely practice one type of Tianguang Jin. As the realm is improved, you can practice more Tianguang Jin, and with a reasonable combination, you can burst out even more terrifying power."

Qin Ming frowned and said, "How to choose, how to properly match, this should be the truth that cannot be easily passed on in each high-level Qigong, right?"

Huang Jingde smiled and said, "That's right. True transmission is a piece of paper, false transmission is ten thousand books. This is the core essence on a piece of paper."

Qin Ming sighed. Who would easily tell others such the most core truth?
Huang Jingde was practicing Tianguang Jin himself, so he had some feelings. He said, "Where do you think those rare Tianguang Jin came from? They were all created by our predecessors through continuous trial and error, combining various Jin methods. For example, the legendary Qingtian Jin and Tathagata Jin are even more precious. I don't know how many kinds of Tianguang Jin they have combined. Any leaked words would be priceless."

When Huang Jingde said this, his face was full of longing. Those things were too far away from him and out of reach.

He sighed and said, "Let's not talk about those legends. Back to reality, any famous Tianguang Jin has been 'refined a thousand times' and integrated with many kinds of Jin methods. So, the road for us is difficult. Even if there is a piece of paper with the true teachings in front of you, you have to practice all the various types of Tianguang Jin recorded on it."

Qin Ming was a little confused. It seemed that there was no record of this in the silk book? Or was it on the third page? He was confused now. What should he do?
He asked, "Is it true that ordinary people have no way to advance? Without a piece of paper, they can't cultivate powerful Tianguang Jin?"

Huang Jingde said: "Yes, those rare Tianguang Jin and the legendary Zhenjiao Zhenyi are all the result of the continuous integration of our predecessors. You can also learn the more common Tianguang Jin that is circulated in the world, practice more, and integrate it yourself."

The young noble Huang Jingjun saw that Qin Ming was actually deep in thought. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He couldn't help but said, "Do you think that Tianguang Jin is just a superficial study? It is very difficult to practice, and each type is quite complicated. How many types can you practice in your lifetime?"

Qin Ming seemed to come back to his senses and said, "Since you are going back to choose a new Tianguang Jin, aren't you afraid of losing the medicinal effect if you don't eat the tricolor flower here?"

Huang Jingde said: "It's okay. The weather is so cold, and it can be kept for more than two months after it matures. It will last longer if it is kept in the jade box."

He looked at Qin Ming with a scrutinizing gaze and said, "You asked me so many questions, are you pretending to be stupid, or are you really confident?"

Qin Ming said calmly: "Zhou Wubing is my nephew, Master Xu Kong is my senior brother, and he is nearby. Do you think I have the confidence?"

Huang Jingde was stunned at first, then sneered and said, "I'm afraid you don't know that Master Xu Kong took Zhou Wubing away from this remote place yesterday."

Qin Ming was stunned. Er Bingzi had already gone far away. It seemed that he would not be able to beat him up in the short term.

"Next, go pick some tricolor flowers." Huang Jingde threw a jade box to Qin Ming. He was not afraid that he would damage it because he carried more than one with him.

Qin Ming took it in his hand, then walked aside and buried the jade box under a pile of rocks, looking very cautious, fearing that it would be damaged.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm afraid it will be broken during the battle." Qin Ming said truthfully.

He had already seen that even though Huang Jingde was smiling, there was no flaw in him. It was impossible to expect a sneak attack. This was going to be another tough battle.

"You can't change anything by pretending to be crazy or stupid." The younger Huang Jingjun stepped forward and said, "I'll teach you a lesson first."

"You can't do it. Even Nie Rui and Shen Jiayun are not my match. You are far inferior to them." Qin Ming said truthfully.

Huang Jingjun smiled coldly and said, "You don't really think you are so great just because the young people from Chixia City boasted about you that day, do you?"

He sneered and said, "You are a first-time freshman, and you dare to act so arrogantly in front of me? Before you reach the second-time freshman realm, you are nothing to me!"

With a clang, he pulled out a long sword that shone with cold light and said, "You are good at spearmanship, but you don't even have a decent weapon."

"It doesn't matter what weapon I use." Qin Ming said, pulling out a sharp long sword from his back, which was of higher quality than the one Huang Jingjun used.

After all, this is the weapon of the three-time reborn person in Jinjiling.

Huang Jingjun's face was indifferent, and he didn't say anything more. He suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Qin Ming. The long knife in his hand flashed a dazzling light and chopped down immediately.

In his opinion, after his second rebirth, he had nearly 1,200 kilograms of strength, which was enough to crush the young hunter and chop him down with just one blow.

Qin Ming only made two moves. He first used the back of his knife to strike the opponent's blade horizontally. He did not hold back at all. Huang Jingjun's arm trembled on the spot. He could not hold the handle of the knife at all and let it go involuntarily. Moreover, his hands were covered in blood. The soft flesh between his fingers was torn by the huge force. He was extremely shocked and terrified at the same time. He retreated at a high speed.

Qin Ming's second move was to swing the knife forward. Even though Huang Jingjun reacted quickly and leaped back, he was unable to completely avoid it.

Amidst flying sparks, his fine armor exploded, and the blood-stained armor fragments flew everywhere.

Huang Jingjun had a horrific wound from his shoulder to his abdomen, and he was almost cut in half by the diagonal shoulder. He fell to the ground wailing, and some of his internal organs could be seen from the huge wounds on his chest and abdomen.

"Very weak!" Qin Ming commented, then ignored him and looked at Huang Jingde opposite him.

“Brother…” Huang Jingjun shouted in a trembling voice. Although he had not yet died, he knew that he would not survive if he was not treated immediately.

Huang Jingde rushed over with a silver spear in his hand, all the calmness and indifference on his face gone.

Earlier he was looking down on Qin Ming, so he didn't care, and when they were talking cheerfully, he might have been teasing. But now that he saw Qin Ming was in danger, he immediately exploded.

Qin Ming was not afraid. He had fought with the newcomers three times before and had some experience. This time he held the long sword of the old man from Jinji Ridge to meet the enemy.

With a clang, he swung his sword and pushed the fiercely stabbing spear aside, deviating from its original trajectory. He took advantage of the situation and pushed forward with his sword. The bright sword light was vibrating and surging, like white waves between the sea and the sky, about to drown his opponent.

Huang Jingde's eyes were cold. He held the gun in one hand and shone with the other hand, which was emitting a white light. He slapped the side of the knife. He also wanted to push it aside.

As a result, he did hit the side of the knife accurately, but failed to completely deflect it. The power of the knife was so strong that he had a vague illusion that the knife was shining brightly, as if there were really rumbling white waves hitting him between the sea and the sky.

Huang Jingde dodged at the highest speed, but even so, part of the armor on his chest was still broken. The knife had such a powerful force when it grazed him, which showed that the force was beyond his expectation and even greater than that of a three-time reborn person like him!
A faint bloodstain appeared on his chest.

"How is this possible?" Huang Jingjun, who was lying on the ground in great pain, couldn't believe his eyes. His brother, a great master in the field of three-time rebirth, actually suffered a loss in the first encounter?
However, he clearly saw that there was no skylight flowing when the opponent was fighting, which means that how could he have such terrifying strength before even having three rebirths?

"I was careless. I didn't expect that someone who hasn't practiced the Tianguang Force could be so strong and completely rival the three new students." Huang Jingde looked solemn, holding the silver spear in both hands, his mind highly concentrated, ready to fight for life and death, and go all out.

After hearing his brother's comments, Huang Jingjun covered his wound and coughed, causing more blood to flow. He really couldn't accept that the young hunter could be so ridiculously powerful.

Qin Ming also looked serious. Although Huang Jingde was much younger than the old man from Jinjiling, he might be stronger.

Sure enough, after the two sides fought again, Huang Jingde was much more ferocious than before. The spear in his hand seemed to turn into a dragon flying in the clouds, with fangs and claws bared, as if it came alive, and kept stabbing at Qin Ming's vital points.

At the same time, Huang Jingde's other hand would occasionally transform into a palm knife, and when he got a little closer, he would suddenly slash forward.

However, he was never able to break through Qin Ming's defense and was blocked by the layers of sword light each time.

What made him most helpless was that the young man was holding a sledgehammer in his left hand, which he hit his palm knife accurately several times, causing him to feel severe pain.

The two fought for a long time and it was very fierce. Qin Ming had no better means to face the three-time newborn who was protected by the Skylight. He could only keep attacking. Relying on his powerful strength and exquisite swordsmanship, he forced the opponent to use the Skylight defense again and again, thus quickly consuming him.

In the distance, the tricolor flowers were glowing brightly, and some of their petals had opened. The light mist surging in that area became thicker, and it was obvious that the spiritual flowers were about to mature.

Even from a distance, you can smell the fragrance of the flowers, especially the three-colored petals, which become more and more crystal clear and gradually become brighter, and even flow out large sheets of light rain, which is quite mysterious and extraordinary.

"How many types of Sky Light Power can this spiritual flower help people cultivate? I'm really looking forward to it!" Qin Ming's eyes were burning.

His fighting spirit became even stronger. He hoped to end the battle as soon as possible and pick the tricolor flowers that were about to mature. He burst into full force.

In an instant, Qin Ming swung out his strongest sword, as if he came to a rainy night, with lightning, thunder, and heavy rain. In the dark night, the sword intent in his body was boiling, and the power of his mind was sublimating. The long sword swept across, as if to cut off the entire dark night sky and cut off the lightning in the sky.

Huang Jingde showed a look of horror, because the opponent's knife was too terrifying. It seemed to carry endless lightning and rain and fog, and it was going to split the underground cave and cut through all obstacles.

He dodged quickly, but the long sword was getting closer and closer and he couldn't avoid it at all. He used the silver spear to block, but was shaken away by a powerful force.

As his face turned pale, the knife arrived.

Huang Jingde roared, holding the gun with both hands and holding the long sword horizontally forward. How could he allow the other party to chop him down?

With a clang, he felt as if a mountain was pressing down on him, and his silver spear was chopped away. At the same time, his shoulder hurt so much that his right arm fell to the ground, and blood gushed out.

Although he temporarily saved his life, he completely lost the strength to fight. He staggered backwards with half of his body stained red with blood.

"Aren't you... just good at shooting?" Huang Jingjun, who was lying on the ground seriously injured and dying, asked desperately.

"I'm also good with a knife." Qin Ming replied.

(End of this chapter)