Chapter 298 Chang'an Through the Ages.
"Hmm! I just broke through a couple of days ago and haven't had a chance to hunt for my seventh soul ring yet," Wu Xuan said with a smile.
"Ah~! Heaven is unfair! Why did I have to be born in the same era as this freak!" Qian Gu Ming wailed.
Wu Xuan's face darkened instantly: "If you keep this up, I'm leaving!"
"No, no! My grandfather came specifically to see you this time. How can I explain if you don't go, Brother Xuan?" Qian Gu Ming chuckled awkwardly.
"Then lead the way!" Wu Xuan said impatiently. "Alright! Alright! This way, Brother Xuan!" Qian Gu Ming smiled and pointed the way for Wu Xuan.
Qingyun Hotel!
Qingyun Hotel was unusually quiet today. Even the usually bustling lobby was empty. Only two girls in red skirts stood guard at the door. When Wu Xuan and Qian Gu Ming arrived at the door, the two girls bowed respectfully but did not disturb them.
Wu Xuan looked at Qian Gu Ming with surprise, and the girl instantly understood.
"To show respect, my grandfather booked the entire hotel today," Qian Guming explained.
"Not bad! Your grandfather is very thoughtful!" Wu Xuan praised.
"Hehe! Of course. Lead the way." Qian Guming smiled, then instructed the two maids.
"Yes, young master." The two girls in red dresses bowed slightly and quickly led the way.
On the top floor, there was a room unlike any other. The entire room was constructed from extremely precious thousand-year-old wood, at least one hundred square meters in size. Besides its expansive view, the natural light was excellent. Various exquisite reliefs and murals, and rare flowers—its luxury rivaled that of any auction house suite.
Qian Guming's steps suddenly halted. Wu Xuan's previously slightly smiling expression abruptly turned solemn, a flash of silver light appearing in his dark pupils, and his aura drastically changed.
His feet slightly apart, his left fist, gleaming with a faint silver light, suddenly lashed out to the side.
As if sensing his movement, a large, powerful hand collided with Wu Xuan's punch at the same moment.
A distorted shockwave erupted from the point of impact, sending Qian Guming flying.
"Damn it! Why am I always the one who gets hurt?" Qian Guming rubbed his backside, looking utterly frustrated.
His impact had smashed four or five solid wood chairs, turning the once luxurious private room into a scene of car crash.
"Haha! What a magnificent display of power! No wonder you're Mu En's last disciple!" a deep voice laughed, praising him. The probing punch he had just received had utterly shocked him. The solidity of the young man's soul power and the depth of his foundation were astonishing.
Talent was secondary; to be valued by that old fellow Mu En and to be taught the art of ruling the world meant his character and temperament were beyond question. With that, he had already made his decision.
Only then did Wu Xuan clearly see the appearance of the person who had attacked him. It was an extremely robust old man, whose height was estimated to be over two meters, a full half-head taller than Wu Xuan. His muscles were smooth and powerful, like a perfect work of art. He had short, dark gray hair and bright, powerful eyes; one look was enough to tell that this was a rare and powerful individual, whose strength was probably only a step away from that of a Super Douluo.
Qian Guming naturally couldn't discern the profound meaning behind their earlier exchange of blows, but he could see the shock and unparalleled admiration in his grandfather's expression.
He knew the matter was settled.
Now, Qian Guming dared not remain indifferent and eagerly stepped forward to introduce them: "Brother Xuan, let me introduce you. This is my grandfather, the current patriarch of our Qian Gu family, Qian Gu Chang'an!"
"Grandpa, this is my good buddy, and also my boss, Wu Xuan."
"Senior Chang'an!" Wu Xuan, without any airs, bowed to the elder.
"Hmm! Young friend Wu Xuan, you truly are a young talent. Compared to you, my Xiaoming is nothing." Qian Gu Chang'an shook Wu Xuan's hand with immense satisfaction.
"Grandpa, is that how you see me? I admit I'm no match for Brother Xuan, but which of the rest of my generation can withstand a single blow from me?" Hearing Qian Gu Chang'an's assessment, Qian Guming was immediately furious.
"Hmph! What is the core spirit of the Panlong Staff Technique? It's unyielding! How can you master the Panlong Staff Technique if you're so subservient and lack ambition?" Qian Gu Chang'an immediately reprimanded him with a stern look.
"I...I'm not a proper Panlong Staff Soul Master. My Evil-Slaying Dragon Soul has mutated to such an extent, why would I need any unyielding spirit? Besides, Grandpa, you've never defeated your lifelong rival either." Qian Gu Ming retorted indignantly, but his voice clearly grew softer towards the end.
"What did you say? Say it again?" Qian Gu Chang'an was so angry that he activated all nine of his Soul Rings, as if he was about to slap Qian Gu Ming to death. Qian Gu Ming let out a strange cry and instantly hid behind Wu Xuan.
"You little brat, come here, Grandpa promises not to kill you." Qian Gu Chang'an clenched his iron fists, and the sound of his bones cracking made Qian Gu Ming's scalp tingle.
"Senior Chang'an, please calm down?" Wu Xuan quickly stepped forward to persuade him. Regardless of whether the grandfather and grandson were putting on an act for him, he would just go with the flow.
"Young friend Wu Xuan, don't concern yourself with this matter. I'm going to teach this good-for-nothing grandson a lesson today. He can even abandon the indomitable will of our Qian Gu clan, what else is he incapable of doing?" Qian Gu Chang'an glared angrily.
Qian Gu Ming was about to continue retorting, but Wu Xuan raised his hand to stop him.
Wu Xuan clenched his left hand into a claw, and with a flash of silver light, the swirling shaft of the Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in the three's field of vision. Wu Xuan cupped his hands and said, "Senior Chang'an, I have a question for you. Is a martial soul that has undergone a complete second mutation still the original martial soul? Like this spear of mine, do you think it still looks like the original Soul-Breaking Spear?"
Qian Gu Chang'an was first shocked, then fell silent, and finally sighed, "No, although it still has some resemblance to the Soul-Breaking Spear, it is no longer the Soul-Breaking Spear."
Wu Xuan nodded slightly and said, "My Soul-Breaking Spear is a spiritual attribute weapon martial soul, no longer the Soul-Breaking Spear. Xiao Ming's Coiling Dragon Staff is the same; it is a fire element weapon martial soul, no longer the original Coiling Dragon Staff."
"Following the path trodden by those who came before may be smoother, making it easier to reach the destination. But for us, the so-called martial spirit inheritance and martial spirit combat techniques of our family are no longer suitable. Perhaps taking another path is the most correct choice for us. What do you think, senior?"
Qian Gu Chang'an remained silent for a long time, then sighed and said, "I'm not unreasonable. Fine! From now on, I won't concern myself with that little brat."
(End of Chapter)