The Domineering King of the Netherworld and His Sweetheart

63. Profound Art

Translator: Ning LL

After Nangong Li had chased God of Bad Luck for a few rounds, he finally realized that he had been fooled.

Clearly the one he had been chasing only wanted to lure him out of the hall of the Union. There must be something going on in the Union while he was not there. Nangong Li couldn’t believe he had fallen for such a simple trick.

Even so, Nangong Li, the one who had gained the King’s recognition, also sensed that the real troublemaker wouldn’t make a huge stir.

According to his observation, the one who had drawn him out seemed to mean no harm and only wanted him to get out of the hall.

Since there was no ambush or accomplice waiting outside, this was very likely a temporary plan.

Feng Xi didn’t know that Nangong Li had nearly guessed out the whole truth according to a slight clue.

Luckily, this was a temporary plan, so Nangong Li couldn’t dig deeper into this.

God of Bad Luck was good at hiding, otherwise he wouldn’t have been at large for tens of thousands of years. Therefore, after he had played the cat-and-mouse game with Nangong Li for a while, he went back to Feng Xi right away. At the same time, God of Books also completed his work and returned.

The three of them discussed for a long while to make up a consistent statement. Then they ran back to the Heaven Peak Palace and assumed that they had done everything secretly.

“My leader, I’ve finished registering.” Before Feng Xi reached the Quiet Stage Palace, his loud voice already came up.

The maids in the Quiet Stage Palace dismissed themselves consciously after hearing that voice. As they arrived at the door, they saw the boy running toward them briskly while grinning to them. After Feng Xi rushed into the Palace, a few maids couldn’t help but cover their mouths to titter.

“Run slowly.” King of the Netherworld raised his head from the desk.

As he said that, Feng Xi already reached him.

Ever since Feng Xi’s cultivation level had advanced, his legs also got stronger. Not only did he walk very fast, but he could run and jump longer, which was very convenient for him to play tricks on others.

“My leader, I have managed to register! This is what you expected, right?” Feng Xi, not even gasping, said that again with his two canine teeth exposed.

“Are you clear about the rules and the methods of the assessment?” The King, having stopped writing, raised his head with a vague smile on his face while fixing his warm eyes on the boy.

Feng Xi who had been quite complacent went frozen at once.

He had no idea that he would be told about the rules and methods of the assessment when registering.

God of Books who was in the corner sweated profusely. Due to that accident, he had also forgotten about the thing about the rules and methods. Before he had time to tell Feng Xi that, King of the Netherworld had already asked that question. Now the statement they had prepared was totally useless.

“Eh, well…” Feng Xi looked at his leader whose eyes seemed emotionless and then lowered his head with his mouth twitched, saying, “I don’t know!”

After a moment of silence…

A slight sigh sounded in the Quiet Stage Palace. The King put down the pen, stood up and then walked to the edge of the stage with his white robe being dragged on the ground slowly. While he was staring at the boy who stood uprightly with a guilty conscience, he said slowly with the look in his eyes still warm,

“There are two tests in the assessment of the Green Nether Hunting Group. At first, the Union would assign a task to each participant. The task might be hunting a Demon Beast or catching an escaped criminal. As long as you pass the first test, you’ll be able to take the next test, which is taking 1 versus 1 challenge fights with other participants. The more times you win, the higher your rank will be. At last, the participant in the top 50 could enter the Green Nether Hunting Group.”

Although he King’s voice sounded monotonous and even a bit indifferent, it was still quite pleasing to the ear.

This kind of voice was fascinating, so every time Feng Xi was about to be distracted, his attention would be drawn back right away. So he had been focusing on his leader’s words the whole time.

“Is that clear?” The King asked.

Feng Xi rolled his eyes and nodded with a hesitant look, saying, “I see, my leader!” After all, even if there were things he didn’t understand, he only needed to ask God of Books afterwards.

In the meantime, God of Books who was in the corner showed a surprised look on his face. He never expected that the King didn’t blame Feng Xi at all and never mentioned anything. How strange that was!

“The assessment will start on the morning of the day after tomorrow. Flying Chicken will end its seclusion by then. It could accompany you at that time. Pack up everything you need to take and don’t leave out anything.” The King said that while ignoring the sudden change of Feng Xi’s look.

“Hairless Chicken is going to get out?” Hearing that news, Feng Xi got cheerful right away.

After Hairless Chicken ended its seclusion, it would be in the Saint Realm. Feng Xi believed that if he took Hairless Chicken with him to fight, he was able to pass all the tests only by standing there. As he thought of his bright future, he really was overjoyed.

Everyone in the Quiet Stage Palace had seen through Feng Xi’s thought. God of Books and God of Bad Luck sighed, ‘Master, you truly have no ambition at all!’

The King was rather calm about this. He gazed at the excited boy with a strange smile on his face. No matter what kind of expression the King had on his face, he always looked so dazzling. Right now, the smile on his face was so attractive that it could absorb one’s soul. However, the person who was supposed to be drawn in this smile was lost in his own fantasy now.

“There are still one day and a half before the assessment. It’s time for you to learn a Profound Art.”

“Profound Art?” Feng Xi searched the useful information in his brain and then remembered what God of Books had told him.

Profound Art was an attacking skill for battling, which could enhance the attacking skill of the one who had a cultivation base. This kind of art was very essential in the battle. If two experts in the same cultivation level fought each other, the one who was unable to employ the Profound Art had a ninety percent probability of losing to the one who employed that art.

However, the Profound Art was only one of the decisive factors.

Actually, the Profound Art was also graded. Normally, the higher level the Art was in, the stronger attack it would provide. The gap between each grade was extremely large. Therefore, if both of the two experts who fought each other could employ the Profound Art, the one whose Profound Art was in the higher level was likely to win. As a result, during every cultivator’s cultivation, they would also practice their Profound Art in order to enhance their fighting capacity.

There were four stages of the Profound Art: Profound stage, the Ground stage, the Heaven stage and at last the rare God stage. Each stage was divided into low, medium and high grades. At present, there were lots of Profound Arts which had been recognized. However, the Profound Arts in higher stage were very few. For example, the number of Profound Arts in God stage could be counted on one’s finger.

“In which grade?” Feng Xi asked that with expectation in his eyes.

Although he knew about grading of the Profound Art long ago, he wasn’t really interested in that. However, now that King of the Netherworld had brought that up again, Feng Xi was intrigued right away. Especially after all those troubles he had run into, he really felt that it was very important to have a strong cultivation base. If someone else came to trouble Feng Xi again while his leader and Hairless Chicken weren’t with him, he couldn’t even find anyone to help him. Therefore, Feng Xi came to a conclusion that he had to enhance his power.

As the King waved his hand, he and Feng Xi both disappeared in the Quiet Stage Palace.

At the same time, Nangong Li showed up outside the Heaven Peak Palace. However, only the poker-faced Uncle White was waiting for him.