Chapter 1001: 320: Simple, Unadorned, and Tedious (Part 3)

"Instead of waiting for others to invade, why can’t humans take the initiative to open their eyes and at least prepare in advance?"This is the current mission of the Dao Sect. Although there is no progress yet, all the elders of the sect are trying to break through the barriers of the sky and see what dangers lie beyond the wetlands.

"Therefore, the sect needs a large number of strong individuals, and the demand for elixirs in the sect is even greater than you can imagine."

Bai Yeqing said with a serious face.

"The world outside the wetlands? This... is really beyond the syllabus!"

Su Yue was speechless.

Saying this seems to suggest he’s narrow-minded.

Indeed, for now, the main enemies of Earth Martial Artists are the eight races of the wetlands.

But who knows what unknown creatures might be lurking in the shadows?

Since the wetlands can emerge, who can guarantee there aren’t other, stronger beings?

If we consider Earth as a person who accidentally enters a primitive jungle, the alien races of the wetlands are the first beasts he encounters.

For now, this beast does indeed threaten your safety, and you need to fight with all your might.

But who can ensure there isn’t another beast licking its claws in the darker parts of the jungle?

This is indeed a problem, and it’s very tricky and urgent.

"To be honest, my strength is still too weak. I’m not sure what the sect elders are researching. I only know that many Ninth Grade individuals have died in the sect!

"Sometimes, exploring the unknown is more difficult and more dangerous than battling known things.

"You may not know this, but the Divine Land Government is also funding the sect. And the more this happens, the more it represents that the unknown faced by the sect is even more dangerous than imagined."

At this point, Bai Yeqing’s tone began to tremble.

It was clear that he was worried.

"The unknown... it really is scarier!"

"But don’t worry too much. These are bigwigs’ matters. We should focus on doing our own things first."

Su Yue sighed.

The day’s trip weighed even heavier on Su Yue’s mind.

All along, he thought the eight races of the wetlands were humanity’s ultimate enemy.

He subconsciously ignored the entire universe.

In a vast and boundless world, who knows what terrible unknowns might exist.

"By the way, is everyone in the Dao Sect a Qi and Blood Martial Artist? Do you really not train in battle techniques?"

Su Yue asked curiously.

"Well, there is no strict requirement!

"Honestly, the pressure in the sect is great. The elders’ demand is the breakthrough of grades at any cost, and battle techniques are irrelevant.

"Of course, disciples with high talent can spare some time to train in some battle techniques, but generally, they are not used."

Bai Yeqing replied.

"Have you trained in battle techniques?"

Su Yue asked again, curious.

"Um, I know a little bit. Why... Su Yue, do you want to spar with me? I heard you’re a challenge fanatic, even defeating a high Fourth Grade, facing a peak Fifth Grade.

"Honestly, your talent is at the level of personal transmission by elders in the Dao Sect."

Bai Yeqing sincerely praised.

"Elder’s personal transmission? Is it very powerful?"

Su Yue asked again.

"Of course, the sect—including the outer sect—has nearly 100,000 disciples and nine Dao Mountains in total. The nine Grand Elders of Dao Mountain are at peak Ninth Grade levels.

"And the Sect Leader’s personal transmission from all the nine Dao Mountains doesn’t exceed 50 people.

"You judge if it’s powerful. Saying ’dragon among humans’ is not too much."

Bai Yeqing introduced.

"What about you?"

Su Yue glanced at Bai Yeqing.

Judging by age, this guy is similar to Bai Xiaolong, being able to reach Fifth Grade at this age is impossible for a mediocrity.

"Haha, not to brag, but I am an elder’s personal transmission disciple."

Bai Yeqing humbly smiled.

"You’re this ’dragon among humans,’ are you... praising yourself?"

Su Yue almost laughed.

Does praising oneself require such effort?

"Su Yue, why don’t you hit me once? I have trained in a little battle technique and I’ve been itching to try.

"In the sect, the brothers are all in seclusion practicing hard, it’s hard to find a suitable opponent!"

Bai Yeqing was eager to try.

Upon seeing this, Su Yue suspected this guy brought him over just to spar a bit.

"Right here? If the glass breaks, won’t it injure people?"

Su Yue licked his lips and said.

"Don’t worry, the building’s exterior wall has a bounce net against high-altitude projectiles. If the glass breaks, the bounce net will retract completely."

Bai Yeqing took off his suit jacket, his face full of anticipation.

"Be careful then!"

Boom!

Su Yue’s foot stomped on the ground, and his fist, like a cannonball, crashed fiercely towards Bai Yeqing’s chest.

In fact, he wanted to hit Bai Yeqing’s face, feeling this guy was always a bit more handsome.

Yet during the punch, Su Yue held back a little.

Qi and Blood Martial Artists have weak defense power, better not to cause brain damage.

"Nice hit!"

Pop!

Facing Su Yue’s fiery punch, Bai Yeqing shook his sleeve, and suddenly a golden Eight Trigrams Shield blocked his chest.

Su Yue intended to change the trajectory of his fist.

But upon closer inspection, the shield moved with him, regardless of the angle, it could be blocked.

Not simple.

But it’s okay, at worst break this little shield.

Rumble!

Finally, Su Yue’s fist fiercely struck the Eight Trigrams Shield.

Air compressed, waves swept through.

Instantly, the terrifying fist wind rippled out like water waves, sending the office furniture flying, some directly shattered by the airwaves.

Crash.

Su Yue’s fears came true, the tempered glass walls all shattered.