The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 187: Farewell to the Old Master in the Human Camp, the Alien Race That Cannot Be Provoked

During the period of waiting for the world's favor to increase, Qin Ye accompanied Bai Yuekui to clear out the Extreme Beasts during the day, and discussed life plans with Bai Yuekui at night. His life was quite fulfilling.

The two people who have just broken the forbidden fruit are so passionate that they can't get enough of it.

Until they were about to leave, the two were still reluctant to part.

It was the first time that Qin Ye felt such a strong reluctance to leave, but he had no choice as to whether to stay or go.

Logically speaking, since Fu Sheng Lu recognized him as the master, he should be able to control it. Could it be that his strength is still too weak?

With this doubt in mind, Qin Ye left the world and appeared in the void again, still wrapped in a thin film, outside the market.

Paddle forward and land in the harbor.

The first time is new, the second time is familiar. This time he did not stop and walked straight to the north, ignoring any foreigners during the journey.

Market, north, corner area.

The buildings here are ancient and quaint, with one row on the left and one row on the right, and two rows separated horizontally, forming a "well" shape. The empty space in the middle is a long street with many stalls and shops.

There were a lot of people coming and going on the street, but it wasn't very lively, and the atmosphere was inexplicably depressing.

Next to a stall, two old men with white hair and beards sat opposite each other. They were Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin.

"Damn it, it's so frustrating. My master is such a strong man, but he was treated like that." Lu Jin's face was full of resentment, and his tone was full of unwillingness.

"Ah~ Old Lu, the human race is in decline, and there's nothing we can do about it. I also feel sorry for Senior Zuo." Zhang Zhiwei sighed helplessly, not knowing what to say.

"Humans? You don't fight back when you're hit? You don't talk back when you're scolded?" Lu Jin snorted coldly, looking around at the passersby, his tone very unfriendly: "Except for Senior Qiu, Senior Ye and a few others, the rest of them are not worthy of being called humans. They are just a bunch of turtles with broken spines."

"Old Lu, keep your voice down." Zhang Zhiwei hurriedly stopped him from speaking. They had just arrived and should not cause trouble.

Zhang Zhiwei's cautious attitude is really unlike the extraordinary people who are always calm and composed no matter what they face.

But there is no way around it. Those who are kings in the lower world come to the void and become like dragons coiled up and tigers lying down.

Just because of inferior strength, the pinnacle of the lower world is here, it is just the starting point, and the bricks and stones at the bottom of the pyramid are countless.

In this vast universe, no matter where you go, the strong are respected!
"Oh, it's so frustrating that I can't fight back against a bear. If I had known this would happen, I would have stayed in the netherworld. At least I could live freely and happily."

Lu Jin was now filled with resentment and felt extremely depressed. He wanted to roar to the sky, but just as he raised his head, he suddenly stopped.

He pointed behind Zhang Zhiwei, his eyes widened and he blinked:
"Old Heavenly Master, am I blinded by anger? Look who that is?"

Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and saw a young man in black standing under the gate not far away. He looked stern and his eyes were looking towards them.

"Qin Ye?"

Zhang Zhiwei blurted out, stood up with Lu Jin, and walked quickly to meet him.

"Old Heavenly Master, Old Lu Tou, we meet again." Qin Ye looked at the two men. Their auras were much stronger than before. It seemed that the void environment had improved their cultivation.

"Qin boy, you are here too, good, good." Seeing the acquaintance again, the gloom on Lu Jin's face dissipated a lot. This way, the combat effectiveness of their small group will be greatly improved.

Lu Jin does not seek to dominate the market, he just wants to gain a firm foothold and not be bullied. What a simple and honest wish.

Zhang Zhiwei, who originally had a grudge against Qin Ye, now has no intention of revenge at all. Coming here, personal grudges are no longer a big deal. The focus is on the overall situation of the human race.

He is old. Even if the spiritual energy in the void is abundant, which can help people improve their cultivation and prolong their life, it is unknown how many more years he can continue to struggle.

Although there are many strong people among the human race, their backs have been bent and their ambitions have been extinguished. Among all the people he has met, the only one who has the potential and courage to lead the human race to become strong again is the mysterious young man in front of him.

"Come on, let's stop standing here and go sit over there and talk."

Afterwards, the three of them returned to the stall again.

This is the stall rented by Zhang Zhiwei and his apprentice Lu Jin. They usually sell some talismans and other things to make a living.

"Just now I heard that you were feeling aggrieved, Old Lu. What's wrong?" Qin Ye asked.

Hearing this, Lu Jin sighed again, his face becoming distressed again: "Hey, old Taoist priest, please tell me."

Qin Ye turned his gaze to the old Taoist priest. The other party did not mention Zhang Lingyu, and he did not mention it either. They tacitly avoided the topic.

From Zhang Zhiwei's description, Qin Ye also learned why Lu Jin looked so aggrieved.

Some time ago, a 17 or 18-year-old boy from the human race bumped into an alien. Although he apologized repeatedly, the alien still refused to give in and insisted on forcing the boy to go onto the fighting stage.

The boy didn't dare to do that and was so scared that he knelt down and begged for mercy.

According to the rules, the boy must go on stage, but he is facing the ferocious Bone-Erosion Clan, and going on stage means death.

There were many humans around at the time, but they all turned a blind eye to it. Some even did not dare to stop and watch, for fear of being implicated, and quickly moved away.

Zuo Rutong, who happened to be passing by, witnessed this scene. Being a kind person and having just arrived here with a straight spine, how could he stand by and watch someone die without helping?

He immediately accepted the duel for the young man. The Bone-Eroding Clan member was very powerful, and even in the lower realms he was considered a top figure. Zuo Rutong relied on his powerful life force of the Threefold Reverse Life and his nearly immortal body, which had returned to its original Qi, to achieve victory.

However, the Bone-Eroding Clan had no martial ethics at all. When the younger one was defeated, the older one came over and wanted to fight a round-robin battle, and threatened the young man.

Logically speaking, the other party is breaking the rules, and we can ask the market manager to come out and seek justice.

But they were very good at smoothing it over, saying that it was the young man who should have gone on stage originally, and it was entirely voluntary for him to go on stage in his place, and no one was forcing him.

Moreover, since one of their own tribe members was defeated, it is in accordance with the rules for the elders to come out and avenge the defeat. There is no private fight. If you are capable, you can also send someone from your tribe. At worst, there will be a melee between the two sides.

Naturally, no one from the human race offered help, and the market manager had no bias towards the human race and was too lazy to intervene. He just let the two sides resolve the issue on their own and not make a big fuss.

Zuo Rutong had no choice but to fight.

This time, the Bone-Eroding Clan he faced was extremely powerful. Not only was their physique much stronger than Xuan Tie's, but their attacks didn't hurt them at all. Most importantly, this Bone-Eroding Clan member had a magical power.

He could ignore Zuo Rutong's triple rebirth and tear a strange wound in his origin that was difficult to heal.

The result was no doubt that Zuo Rutong was defeated miserably.

The Bone-Eroding Clan did not kill Zuo Rutong. After demanding all the spirit crystals on his body as compensation for injuring their own people, they humiliated him in every way and told Zuo Rutong not to use his internal energy to repair his injuries within three months, otherwise they would challenge the young man to a duel again.

Zuo Rutong had no choice but to accept it with shame, and the Bone-Eroding Clan left satisfied.

But this is not the most infuriating thing.

The oppression from foreign races is just a matter of stance. The most infuriating thing is that the people of our own race not only watch coldly, but also mock and ridicule us when we see them defeated.

What was most disheartening was the boy's parents. They arrived late and took the boy away directly, leaving only a perfunctory thank you. They didn't even pretend to care about Zuo Rutong's injuries, and left quickly.

I haven't come to see him once since then.

Such coldness was really puzzling to the people who had just arrived in the Void. Even if the human race was weak and oppressed by foreign races, there was no need for it to be like this within the race. Normally, they should be united.

After listening to Zhang Zhiwei's narration, Qin Ye nodded silently.

He felt it when he first set foot in the market place. The alien races around him seemed to be quite disdainful of their human race.

In his impression, the human race should be a large clan. As for why it has fallen to this point, there must be some reason.

And Qin Ye has always had a doubt in his heart.

Under normal circumstances, shouldn't ascending to a new world lead to a certain realm? Why did he end up in a market that looked like an island?

It would have been fine if he hadn't climbed the stairs normally, but why did Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin also appear here after climbing the stairs?
This place is neither small nor big. If this is the only area in the upper realm, it would be too pitiful.

As if seeing the doubt in Qin Ye's heart, Zhang Zhiwei sighed and said:
"I heard from Senior Qiu that the human race doesn't have its own domain in the void. It used to exist, but now it's gone, so we can only live in this market. After Old Lu and I ascended the stairs, we both appeared in a magic circle here."

"Hey, since we don't even have a nest, we are naturally looked down upon by other tribes." Lu Jin continued, his tone full of self-mockery.

So that's how it is, Qin Ye thought to himself, is the human race so miserable that they don't even have a home?
But I heard from the feasters before that the human race has an emperor. I think the person who can be called an emperor must be the strongest person.

"Then the human race is being bullied like this, so there is no strong person to step forward?"

"There are strong ones, but they won't stay in this corner of the market. As for where they went, we don't know. By the way, you don't know the language here yet, do you?"

As Zhang Zhiwei spoke, he took out a piece of nail from his arms, which was simple and crystal clear.

"Communicate using your own divine thoughts, that is, mental power."

After Qin Ye took it, he communicated with the armor plate according to Zhang Zhiwei's instructions. Then some knowledge was poured into his mind, including the void language and introductions to many races.

"Don't underestimate this thing because it's simple and doesn't record much. It's not cheap. I spent five spirit crystals on it." Zhang Zhiwei took out a thumb-sized object with irregular edges, and one could feel the pure energy contained in it.

"This is a spirit crystal. It can transform the Qi in our bodies into purer spiritual Qi, a qualitative change. We can use it to cultivate later. However, it is extremely difficult to earn. Old Lu and I have been here for so long and haven't saved up many."

Qin Ye took it, played with it for a while, and then returned it to Zhang Zhiwei.

This thing feels very comfortable in the hand, and the spiritual energy inside can be absorbed. It should be the universal currency of the void.

I originally wanted to stay, but seeing how pitiful Zhang Zhiwei sounded, I gave up.

Then Zhang Zhiwei slowly said, "There are a few races in the market that you shouldn't mess with: the Bone-Eating Tribe, the Demon Tribe, the Nine Candle Tribe, the Soul Tribe, the Feather Tribe, the Xiagai Insect Tribe, and the Transcendent Star. Reveler, you'll have to control your temper here."

"You might as well tell kid Qin that except for humans, all other alien races should not be provoked." After listening to Zhang Zhiwei's series of introductions, Lu Jin couldn't help but join in with an angry look on his face.

Qin Ye ignored Lu Jin's words. When he heard the word "reveler", his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

The Reveler was indeed a Void alien race, not a person's name. Thinking of the brilliant light emitted by the Reveler before, he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

"The reveler, tell me more."

(End of this chapter)