Cosmic-Level Demon God-Chapter 47 - 43 The Deity in the Wind, Surnamed Qin

As the top three-good student of Old Factory Street, the well-behaved child in the eyes of the neighbors, Qin Shi suspected for the first time that he might be illiterate.

The ancient book that Old Liang took out, with all sorts of crooked and twisted, chaotic symbols upon opening it.

Arranged without any discernable pattern, resembling primitive and complex hieroglyphs, containing complex and variable meanings, making it hard to understand.

"It’s not meant to be seen with the eyes."

Old Liang finally smiled, even the most talented genius would get confused the first time facing this.

"You must feel it with your heart."

Playing riddles with me, huh!

Qin Shi could tell that Old Liang was continuously shocked by him.

Once a genius whose Dao Heart was frustrated, now wanted to regain some pride.

"The waves behind drive on those before! Old Liang, today let me show you what a new generation prodigy is!"

He smiled lightly, with his exceptional comprehension and unmatched temperament, could he not enter the realm of the Spirit Nourishing Technique?

Ridiculous!

Forty minutes later.

"It’s so hard!"

Qin Shi’s head was spinning, his eyelids drooping like they were weighted with lead.

"I really, truly! Can’t understand a single word! This doesn’t make sense, I always scored over a hundred in language at the new middle school!"

One must know that mastering more than five widely used languages is a graduation requirement for any university in Dongxia.

From the Four National Universities to top academies like Qiguang Heng University, Jia Kai Science University, down to the most ordinary technical schools, all have mandatory language courses.

This is clearly stipulated by the Education Department.

This is the reason for Qin Shi’s confidence, he had never missed a score in language exams. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

In places like the five autonomous regions of Dongxia, such as Tianzhu, Yingzhou, Yamo, Barro, and Qin Island, they all have their own language systems.

Qin Shi could basically achieve smooth communication in listening, speaking, reading, and writing.

He thought the strange symbols in the ancient book were just hieroglyphs like oracle bone script or Sumerian script.

Even if they are difficult to learn, as long as you find the common features between the characters, you can infer the general meaning.

"Can’t understand, completely can’t understand! How do you feel the text with your heart? If you close your eyes, you can’t see anything..."

Qin Shi was deeply puzzled and felt discouraged.

Sitting across from him, Old Liang was sipping his now cold tea with a look of amusement.

The Old Martial inheritance has always had many outmoded rules and customs.

Such as "only pass down to males not females, only pass down within not outside", "teaching your apprentices starves the masters", "always keep a trick up your sleeve".

Under the prevalence of such unhealthy trends, it’s easy to have situations where a sect would languish and suddenly cut off.

"People in Old Martial often regard ’Cultivation Techniques’ as extremely important, willing to sever them rather than let them fall into the hands of outsiders.

This led to the development of a systematic set of ’cryptic texts’. These texts imitate the ancient characters of the Buddhist Path, pieced together from ’Sanskrit’ and ’Cloud Script’."

Old Liang thought:

"Without a master to lead the way, no matter how talented, it’s difficult to comprehend."

The correct steps are for the master to teach the method to decrypt the texts, then the apprentice memorizes them word by word.

Make it so ingrained that they can vividly recall it, replicating it with closed eyes.

Finally, they chew and refine the ’essence’ day and night within it."

"He Lanchan sat dry in the master’s Daoist school for two days before getting a hint to enter.

You are still too young, too arrogant, too confident in your talent."

Old Liang thought, in ten more minutes, he would follow his master’s example, giving a few casual hints to enlighten Qin Shi.

Thus establishing the master’s prestige!

"Can I take a nap? Deep Sleep can only recover energy bars, it can’t increase intelligence.

The brain has no muscle tissue, relying on muscle memory might not work either."

Qin Shi didn’t give up, he awakened the Monument Panel on his retina, pondering a solution.

Gazing at the ancient book of uncertain heritage, his eyes suddenly flashed:

[Ingredient Classification: Item]

[Quality: Low]

[Edible Parts: First page, fifth page, seventh page]

[Eating Effect: Enhance reading comprehension ability, gain temporary ’Enlightenment’ trait, comprehend ’As Swift as the Wind’]

"This can be eaten too?"

Qin Shi was taken aback, thinking the definition of ’high-nutrition, high-energy substances’ in Overgrowth was too broad.

If that’s the case!

Then, sorry Old Liang!

The Monument activates!

"Master Liang..."

Qin Shi hesitated about how to speak.

"What? Can’t comprehend it, right?"

Old Liang regretted not growing a long beard to stroke it like a sage.

"No worries, no worries, let me give you some pointers..."

Qin Shi shook his head, freezing the smile on Old Liang’s face again.

The little apprentice cautiously asked:

"Master Liang, is this book extremely valuable?"

"Talking about value is exaggerating, the entire inheritance of Hong Sheng has been submitted to the Martial Arts Association. If your clearance is high enough, you can access it with the corresponding points. Spend more, you can even download it."

Old Liang smiled wryly:

"This one I have is not the original, it’s a handwritten copy by my master.

Unfortunately, most of it is missing, supplemented by the master."

No wonder only the first, fifth, and seventh pages are edible.

It seems Old Liang’s master is far less capable than his master’s master.

Qin Shi secretly breathed a sigh of relief at this and asked again:

"Master Liang, hypothetically, if this manuscript was lost, would you be heartbroken?"

What is this boy planning?

Old Liang frowned:

"Heartbroken might be overstatement, even if it spread out, without anyone from Hong Sheng pointing out and analyzing, it’s impossible to understand.

As for my master’s manuscript, I have half a box of it, all kept as mementos."

Qin Shi’s heart settled a bit, and he posed the final question:

"Master Liang, have you ever used this manuscript to wipe your hands or blow your nose?"

"Nonsense! My master’s manuscript, I cherish it too much to even consider... Hey, what are you doing!"

Old Liang’s expression turned strange, not knowing what Qin Shi had in mind.

Before he had finished his sentence, he saw the little apprentice tear out a few pages from the ancient book.

Then he crumpled them into a ball and swallowed them!

"It’s done!"

Old Liang didn’t rage, just felt shocked by Qin Shi’s craziness.

"Could it be that he couldn’t understand the cryptic text, and his Dao Heart shattered, taking a hit?"

A genius apprentice finally found, must not go wrong!

Qin Shi didn’t care about Old Liang’s expression, he hurriedly muttered an apology and then chewed and swallowed the pieces of paper.

[A high-quality meal is completed (1/20)]

The clear text flashed across his retina.

"It is really achievable."

Qin Shi’s mouth twitched, thinking if he learned a skill or two from Hannibal, chopping Lin Yunqing, that bitch, into eight pieces, selecting parts, and meticulously cooking.

Would that count as a ’meal’ or ’forage’?

"Can consider using her as a reserve, if really can’t get enough counts, put Lin teacher as a stand-in."

Qin Shi had this joking thought.

If Lin Yunqing knew about this, the big heroine novel in her mind "The Urban Lady Stumbles Upon a Martial Arts Boy, Love Me Without Stop" would turn into the suspense thriller "The Tender and Delicious Cute Teacher and the Masochist Killer Male High Student Who Wants to Eat My Pancreas".

The dormitory was silent for several minutes, Old Liang filled with worry:

"Child, are you alright?"

"Master Liang!"

Qin Shi opened his recently closed eyes with a serious expression.

"What’s wrong? If you can’t learn, we can take our time. Don’t get too excited, too extreme. It’s just a manuscript, no big deal, don’t worry."

Old Liang coaxed like comforting a child, fearing the apprentice would act out again.

"Master Liang!"

Qin Shi opened his arms, hearing the sounds of wind in his ears, fierce and changeable.

With the Qi Sensitivity circulating in his body several times, threads of ’wind’ were drawn to him, lingering on his skin.

Finally concentrating at the tips of his toes, forming a very faint supporting force.

"I have comprehended!"

Qin Shi felt the part of "As Swift as the Wind", his mortal body seemed to unload shackles, suddenly becoming much lighter.

As if in a flash of thought, his being blended into the ever-changing air currents, like a drop of water in the ocean, making no waves.

I am the god of the wind!

Intense emotions filled his heart, leading to such an arrogant thought.

...

...

The night sky of the Urban Circle was colorful, with bright lights interweaving like an ocean.

At the top floor of the thirty-story Black Flame Hotel in the central district, Qin Lihao, dressed in a white suit, looked down coldly at Wang Long, whom he had just fished out.

"Brother Hao, I really didn’t know that the female teacher was Lin Xiaohan’s sister. She’s a young lady of the Lin Family, why would she go to the Youth Palace..."

Qin Lihao’s right leg shot out, the polished leather shoe striking Wang Long’s jaw.

A crisp sound of bones breaking, blood splashing everywhere!

The arrogant youth who was wearing sunglasses and name brands and driving a convertible at noon rolled several times like a dead dog, crashing into the back fence with a clang.

"You stupid pig, besides having a dick and sleeping with women, what else can you do?"

Qin Lihao was furious, veins bulging on his forehead:

"You don’t even recognize Lin Yunqing, that crazy bitch! Ajie’s leg was almost broken by her, and you still went up to seduce her? I let you and Cheng Ze’s man, Abiao, manage the Righteous Fist Society, and you took a bunch of punks to the Youth Palace to pick up girls?"

He stepped forward, stomping down, the heavy leather shoe heel falling on Wang Long’s head again and again.

Moments later, the wailing grew weak until it disappeared, the twitching body finally stilled.

"Damn, I’m so arrogant, yet I know the principles of ’Chen Buran, Lin Budou’ in the Urban Circle! You dirty-boned mutt, dared to seduce the Lin family’s ladies, you got more guts than me!"

Qin Lihao cursed, his top floor high wind blowing his suit and shirt, exposing a large vicious tattoo.

It was a fierce eagle spreading its wings to bite!

"Brother Hao."

A subordinate squatted down beside him, Qin Lihao lifted his foot onto his back, another wiped off the blood from his shoes with sleeves.

"In the future, with troublemaking stray dogs like this, I’ll kick every one I see!"

Qin Lihao spat out his frustration, his tall figure like a mountain, pressing on everyone’s hearts, leaving them silent.

"A-Si, pick a heavy gift, send it to Lin Yunqing tomorrow. As for the Smiling Tiger Lin Xiaohan, I will personally visit to apologize!

By the way, I heard Wang Long, this stupid pig, took some people over, and they all got beaten? The one who did it is still a student?"

The one wiping shoes answered:

"Yes, a student working at the Youth Palace."

Qin Lihao frowned:

"A student so fierce? What’s his name?"

The subordinate lowered his head:

"Didn’t find out, just know his surname is Qin..."

Qin Lihao raised his foot again:

"Useless! What are you good for! Surname Qin? There are countless Qins in Heng Province, I even have the surname Qin!"

Once he calmed down, he took out a handkerchief to wipe his face, then let the wind carry it away.

A student?

If he’s just a small fry, then it’s not worth paying attention to.

He’s too small to even make a dent in my teeth.

"Call and rush Aze that mutt to buy more land, the redevelopment permit for Old Factory Street is about to be approved, don’t let me miss making big money."

Qin Lihao puffed on a thousand-dollar Nine-fold Tower cigarette, the spark lighting up under the night, then exhaled a puff of blue smoke.

"The Yan City Qin Family has built up over the years, if we really fight the Lin Family, it’s no big deal."

He grinned, looking towards Old Factory Street, like a hungry beast waiting for its meal.