The Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith [Translated Novel]

The Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith [Translated Novel]
Chapter 1591: Return to the Ninth Stage Realm (5)



Moreover, the entire thunder current energy of the Mystical Qilin Cloudy Region had all gathered in this place so if he failed to advance, his soul would be scattered and all of these thunder currents would soon lose control completely.


The one who would bear the heaviest burden and be torn to shreds by the raging currents was Huang Yueli who was the closest to this place!


When Li Moying thought about this, she suddenly became frightened as her senses finally regained a bit of consciousness.


He forcefully suppressed the dizziness in his head as he gathered all his energy to control the Profound Energy within him, preparing to break through the bottleneck of the ninth stage realm.


Since things had happened that way, he no longer had a second choice and could only choose to move forward immediately.


The sooner he completed the progress, the less pain he had to endure and the safer Li'er, who was at the limit of a violent storm.


Finally, under his hard work, electric current energy slowly entered his body as the Profound Energy within him continued to contract and concentrate as the changes to his body continued to accelerate.


The surrounding thunder attributed the energy as if it had reached its limit and was no longer rampaging, but it slowly subsided as it reached a magical balance along with the speed at which Li Moying absorbed the energy.


Li Moying's progress process finally passed the most dangerous point as it began to enter a stable period.



God Realm, Cloudy Qilin Sect.


Ever since Senior Wu Ding and Senior Dong had been obstructed by You Da Zhuang resulting in the death of a lower realm genius, they had been completely unable to recover for a long period of time.


Especially Senio Wu Ding, he had already closed his doors to visitors for over half a month.


“I said, Old Man Wu Ding, stop being melancholic. Our Cloudy Qilin Clan history has existed for at least several hundred thousand years and in the long history, we have many god-level geniuses. Even though that low natural genius talent was truly great and it was indeed disappointing for him to die, but since things had happened, why did you still make yourself entangled by it? Those who are unclear about this will probably think that he is your son or disciple?”


Senior Dong held onto the chess piece while shaking his head and advising him.


Senior Wu Ding gave her an angry look, “See what you said? As the Valley Master of the Purple Sun Valley, all the practitioners who have passed the Purple Sun Valley refining are considered as my disciples! Now that a genius has died in the Purple Sun Valley, of course I feel bad! Moreover, did you know that even though we have many god-level geniuses in the Cloudy Qilin Clan, but not many can match those low realm geniuses!”


“All right, all right, I know. He's very talented and I wasn't even as good as him when I was young. But he's gone so say all this..”.


Sage Dong was advising him when he suddenly saw Senior Wu Ding patting the table loudly, as he stood up from his chair.


"What are you doing?"


Senior Dong frowned and raised his head.


Senior Wu Ding's expression was extremely colorful. It was mixed with terror, ecstasy, confusion, loss, and various other expressions as his eyes were completely unkempt on Senior Dong. Instead he looked straight ahead as if he was possessed.


Senior Dong frowned as he went up and patted her on the shoulder, "I said... Old Man Wu Ding, you... are you okay?"


This old man was very stubborn when he was young so surely he would not turn for the worse after he got old right? Just this little setback and it has driven him crazy?


Senior Wu Ding looked as if he did not notice her as his eyes opened wide and muttered to himself, “How is this possible? How could such a thing happen? This must be my illusion... It is truly unimaginable.”.


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