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Chapter 22 - Abyssal Heaven Fingers

Other than the Dragon Seal itself, the Typhoon Nine Fingers was the Yang family’s most powerful technique. Even attaining the Seventh Draconic Stage might not be enough to cultivate the Typhoon Nine Fingers completely. Yang Wu himself could only reach the eighth finger.

Most importantly, Yang Lingqing knew that Long Chen had only gotten access to it a few days ago. Long Chen had gone to the Martial Scroll Palace to study the technique after the Family Meeting. He’d been impressed by the technique during his duel with Yang Lingyue and decided to cultivate the Typhoon Nine Fingers while he studied the Dragon Seal.

Long Chen had only touched the tip of the iceberg when it came to the mysterious dragon jade pendant. However, this had already benefited him immensely.

Yang Lingqing was completely impressed by Long Chen’s inexplicable achievement.

But it was not the time to reflect since Long Chen was about to kill Bai Shidong in one finger attack and that Bai Shidong had already wet his pants. The spectators gasped as a large wave rose in their hearts!

Long Chen loomed over them as frightening as the devil but all of a sudden, all killing intent disappeared from Long Chen.

The tsunami-like power of the Ninth Typhoon Finger disappeared in a flash, the immense aura disappearing without a trace. Long Chen floated past Bai Shidong as if he were an innocent bystander, then kicked his bottom hard. Bai Shidong flew back and fell pathetically.

The unexpected twist of events made the jaws of the spectators drop to the floor. It was completely silent.

Long Chen swaggered up to Yang Lingqing. When he noticed her shock, he said, “I know I’m handsome but you don’t have to stare at me like that, do you? You must know that we’re cousins, so don’t get any wrong ideas.”

He grinned.

Bai Zhixing and Bai Shidong slowly crawled on the ground.

One was bleeding from the corner of her mouth, the other was still wetting his pants.

Both of them stared stupidly at Long Chen, their initial arrogance replaced by fear. Bai Shidong was especially affected. Although he wasn’t hurt, he had almost crossed death’s door. He stared at Long Chen like a mouse staring at a cat. He didn’t even think about how he’d just embarrassed himself ...

Long Chen grinned at him because he was grateful that Bai Shidong had brought Dream Lingzhi Mushroom with him. Bai Shidong didn’t know that Long Chen had already taken the mushroom. “I hope you don’t kill yourself like that idiot, Yang Zhan ...”

Everyone stared at Long Chen in a daze, their impression of him taking a 180-degree turn. Long Chen had cemented himself as one of the best fighters amongst Baiyang Town’s younger generation.

The two middle-aged men were solemn as they looked at Long Chen with respect in their eyes and said, “He can already unleash the last finger of the Yang family’s Typhoon Nine Fingers, and his control is such that he can even retract the finger easily. Just based on combat technique alone, this young man is the elite of elites ...

“He’s the best among the youth of Baiyang Town, apart from the three youths in the Seventh Draconic Stage. Plus, he’s at least four or five years younger than them. This boy’s future is bright. It’s a pity we all used to think he was some spoiled brat; it’s a surprise he hid his talents so well. He’s both talented and good at biding his time ...”

They knew the great future Long Chen was facing and laughed dryly. “If he comes to our shop in the future, he gets a thirty percent discount!”

Long Chen didn’t know about their conversation. Now that he had gotten the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom, he wanted to leave as soon as possible.

The spectators had not come to their senses yet so it was his best chance to leave. As he turned away, holding Yang Lingqing, a man’s voice boomed coldly behind him. “You ... where do you think you’re going?”

Long Chen turned. The handsome Bai Shiji was striding over, escorted by a group of family guards. His eyes, filled with darkness, were fixed on Long Chen. The aura of a Seventh Draconic Stage martial artist rolled off him.

Turning to look at the dismal state of both Bai Zhixing and Bai Shidong, Bai Shiji instructed coldly, “Two useless pieces of trash embarrassing the Bai family name. Guards, take them away.”

The guards behind him quickly obeyed. Bai Shidong and Bai Zhixing both did not dare stay. After they were gone, Bai Shiji finally looked at Long Chen, eyed him from head to toe, then said flatly, “Because of our patriarchs’ instructions, our families have almost never fought. However, you started something today. You’ve publicly hurt and humiliated members of my family so I have no choice but to ask you to stay. Since you have the guts to touch us, you must be prepared to get the same treatment ...”

Bai Shiji still hadn’t finished when Long Chen’s hearty laugh interrupted him. “What the fuck are you talking about? I don’t quite understand. ‘The same treatment’? Master, could you please speak a language that we can understand?”

Long Chen said “Master” in a voice that sounded like a courtesan; his voice high-pitched and movements demure, exactly like a prostitute. The spectators erupted in laughter.

Yang Lingqing momentarily forgot about Bai Shiji’s threat, her face turning green then red in embarrassment. She pinched his arm hard several times.

Bai Shiji’s face twitched, but he still had to maintain the airs of an aristocratic man. His expression turned icy and he said, “You hurt Bai Zhixing with your finger. So, I will do the same. I’ll show you what a true finger technique is ...”

When Yang Lingqing heard Bai Shiji, she jumped and grabbed Long Chen’s arm hurriedly. “He’s going to use the Abyssal Heaven Fingers, that’s an advanced Yellow-tier technique! We should run!”

Long Chen eyed Bai Shiji coolly and said, “You go first, I’ll entertain him.”

Yang Lingqing panicked and begged, “... Brother Chen ... See, I’m calling you ‘brother’, alright? Please listen to me this time, you’re not his match right now. If you injure your internal organs, you’re going to lose everything ...”

Despite Yang Lingqing’s panic, Long Chen was unmoved. He looked at Bai Shiji without moving a muscle. “Bai Shiji ... If you weren’t Bai Zhanxiong’s son, I might run today. But unfortunately, you are. I refuse to run from you, even if I die!”

Yang Lingqing didn’t understand Long Chen’s stubbornness and almost cried.

Even Ling Xi spoke in his ear. “I think you should go, you’re not ready for him. Wait until I cultivate the Dream Lingzhi Mushroom and help you unlock the seal. It won’t be too late to fight him during the Demon Hunting Tournament.”

Bai Shiji laughed coldly when he saw Long Chen’s stubbornness despite the threat of death. He approached slowly. The spectators behind Long Chen quickly retreated, leaving only Yang Lingqing next to him.

“Bai Shiji’s obviously in a rage. The kid was impressive just now but in the face of a true master, this will only end in tragedy.”

“He’s four years younger, it’s not easy for him to face Bai Shiji like this. Give him four more years and I bet he’ll exceed Bai Shiji.”

The spectators’ comments angered Bai Shiji further. The Qi of a Seventh Draconic Stage martial artist pressed on Long Chen, a powerful force crashing on him like a tall wave. However, his feet felt like they were nailed to the ground, he did not fall back! The Seventh Draconic Stage is indeed more than ten times stronger than the sixth! So that’s why I was so defenseless when I faced Yang Yuntian that day!”

Bai Shiji was a little shocked himself when he saw that Long Chen didn’t fall back even half a step, though he only smirked. “Stubbornly holding on? I’ll give you a taste of the Abyssal Heaven Fingers and you’ll regret it all ...”

He curled four fingers, pointed his index finger down, and Qi erupted from his body. A faint black light started to condense on his finger. The power it contained was ten times more than Long Chen’s ninth finger had contained! “Is this ... the Bai family’s Abyssal Heaven Fingers? Its penetrative force is shocking indeed, some say it can penetrate heaven and earth ...”

Tears welled up in Lingqing’s eyes. Long Chen’s stubbornness was beyond her imagination. Even Ling Xi couldn’t make him move.

Bai Shiji’s eyes met Long Chen’s solemn gaze. He admitted to himself that Long Chen was behaving in a manner worthy of respect. However, he was in Bai Shiji’s hand, and Bai Shiji would never show mercy.

An explosive force condensed on Bai Shiji’s Abyssal Heaven Fingers. He lifted it gently, about to attack.

Long Chen’s gaze sharpened and he mobilized all his Qi to prepare for his most powerful attack, the Vast Dragon Seal.

He had had time to study the Typhoon Nine Fingers because he had completely mastered the Vast Dragon Seal, which exceeded Bai Shiji’s understanding of his Abyssal Heaven Fingers!

But Long Chen knew there wasn’t much hope. His Qi was over twenty times lesser than Bai Shiji\'s; and the Constellation Body was no longer an advantage. All he had was pride and an unyielding soul.

Two forces of power heightened continuously and the spectators watched them prepare to fight. They were surprised that Long Chen dared face Bai Shiji.

The middle aged men looked at Long Chen and one of them said, “Do you feel that? There’s a faint Dragon Seal aura coming from his body. If I’m right, the kid has already started to study the Dragon Seal. He’s probably had some success too.”

“He only received the scroll at the Family Meeting. He deserves to be proud even if he loses since he’s at the Sixth Draconic Stage ...”

“They’re really going to fight ...”

Long Chen only bit his lip in the face of Bai Shiji’s immense power. “Father, I’m not being impulsive–I just have a spine I cannot control ...”

“It’s nailed to the ground, so how could I take a step back?”

That was when a female voice said, “Shiji ... Why are you attacking someone at the Warrior\'s Market?”