105: Chapter 105: Practice it, and you'll master it?

Looking at Wei Lin's face, Jiang Xiaolan felt even more annoyed.

"What are you talking about? How did I sabotage you? You're making no sense."

"Oh, no? Ming Qi and Wang Rongrong ambushed Chang Rui and Gao Dazhuang. If not for your instruction, would they have nothing better to do?"

Before Jiang Xiaolan could even figure out what was going on, the two girls immediately defended themselves.

"We didn't hit them!"

"We were just passing by; they were already unconscious before we got there."

Chang Rui and Gao Dazhuang immediately pointed them out.

"It was definitely you two. I saw it clearly."

"And you swiped three hundred yuan from my pocket! Give it back!"

"That's right! I had over a thousand in my pocket!"

"Nonsense! We didn't take anything!"

"Who needs that pocket money? I can't believe you'd come up with that; you'll pin anything on anyone."

"Everyone shut up!"

Seeing the argument getting increasingly chaotic, Jiang Xiaolan immediately barked a command, then turned her gaze to Ming Qi.

Ming Qi immediately leaned in to her ear and gave her a rough summary of what happened yesterday.

Jiang Xiaolan quickly understood the whole story. After all, this wasn't the first time Wei Lin had pulled such petty tricks. She despised this kind of thing, and consequently, she despised Wei Lin.

In the past, she couldn't be bothered to argue with him, but this time it involved Tang Long. Moreover, Tang Long hadn't mentioned a single word of it to her, which really infuriated her.

So, she sneered and replied, "I did instruct them. So what are you going to do about it?"

"You're asking me what I'm going to do? Have you forgotten who you're talking to? You have absolutely no respect for our Wei Family, do you?"

"You? You have the nerve to keep bringing up the Wei Family? Aside from petty, underhanded tricks, what have you ever done that's actually respectable?"

"Fine! Very fine!"

Wei Lin's face turned livid, and he turned around and went back to his seat.

Time passed quickly; the first two periods of Breathing Technique and guidance classes ended in a flash.

For the third period, physical training, Tang Long skipped class as usual and headed to the library.

The Open-Ring Forbidden Method was a good cultivation technique, but it brought significant trouble.

He had only just condensed his dual Spirit Rings last night, and he already felt his blood volume was running a bit tight. Each subsequent one would be harder than the last. The more attributes he added, the more intense the conflicts would become, so he needed to increase his blood volume as soon as possible.

Moreover, during the Breathing Technique class just now, he discovered another problem.

The dual Spirit Rings had exponentially increased his Spirit Energy limit, but increasing the intensity of his Spirit Energy had become more difficult.

Originally, one Breathing Method and one type of Spirit Energy were enough to improve, but now he had to synchronize the elevation of both Spirit Rings, otherwise his Qi Flow wouldn't rise.

Then there was an even bigger problem.

The Open-Ring Forbidden Method was such a good technique—should he keep practicing it to its limit?

If he did, there were over a dozen types of Spirit Energy attributes, which meant he would eventually need to condense over a dozen Spirit Rings.

And these dozen or so Spirit Rings would require over a dozen techniques, over a dozen times the resources, and would increase the difficulty of advancing his realm by over a dozen times.

This... even for someone cheating like him, it was a bit excessive.

Therefore, he once again pulled out a large number of related books, hoping to see if he could find a solution.

Time flew by too quickly; before he knew it, the bell for the end of the school day rang again.

It wasn't until Elder Zheng dropped down beside him from the bookshelf that Tang Long sighed reluctantly.

"Kid, still stuck in a dead end?"

Tang Long rubbed his chin and asked, "Elder Zheng, why must different Spirit Energy attributes repel each other? For example, water and ice—logically, they should be mutually generative, right? Why do they repel each other?"

Elder Zheng chuckled, "A smart little guy like you doesn't even understand this?"

Tang Long stood up and bowed respectfully. "Please enlighten me."

Elder Zheng pointed upwards. "It's all because of the gods. Logically speaking, water and ice are mutually generative. But the laws of water and ice are held by different gods, so of course they would repel each other."

Tang Long was stunned. "Law repulsion? Then that's unsolvable..."

Elder Zheng smiled and patted his arm. "It's not entirely unsolvable. The repulsion between different laws controlled by the same god is relatively low. For example, the blood and fire controlled by the Red God, or the wind and ice mastered by the White God. And... eh?"

Before he finished speaking, Elder Zheng suddenly froze as well.

He asked in disbelief, "You... you kid, you've already mastered the Open-Ring Forbidden Method?!!!"

In front of such an old immortal, Tang Long couldn't deny it, so he had no choice but to nod.

"You truly have keen eyes, Elder."

Elder Zheng grabbed his arm and pressed him, "This forbidden method has been sealed away by The Sect. Where did you get it?"

"There's someone on my phone with the surname Lv. As for the rest, I'm just a student, I can't just go around talking."

"Lv Yang?" Elder Zheng's gaze became even more surprised. "What is he to you?"

As soon as the question left his lips, Elder Zheng realized it was a waste of time; Tang Long wouldn't answer, so he immediately asked something else.

"Then... how did you master it? You can at least tell me that, right?"

Tang Long chuckled inwardly, but his expression remained very confused. "I just... practiced it, and it worked, I guess?"

Tang Long's answer was somewhat absurd, making Elder Zheng's face twitch.

Due to Ye Baiqiao's brilliance and strength, after he left, all the assets he left behind became hot commodities. This Open-Ring Forbidden Method had caused quite a stir back then.

Upon learning that it allowed people to condense multiple Spirit Rings, the Emperor personally issued an edict to popularize and promote it in every city across the nation.

Although, after the high officials strongly remonstrated, the name of the technique was hidden and changed to the Elite Pilot Program. Yet, many people still heard about its origins and actively signed up to participate.

However, just in Song City, out of the ten thousand young elites who participated in the trial, as many as eight thousand died from Spirit Blast while practicing. Of the remaining two thousand, ninety-nine percent were severely injured or crippled, and the vast majority didn't live past thirty.

Even the few who succeeded weren't unscathed. For instance, his son Zheng Duo had his entire skeleton shattered; after barely surviving, he shrank into a dwarf.

Yet this kid in front of him... practiced it, and it worked? Unscathed?

Is that even remotely reasonable?

Elder Zheng quickly felt Tang Long all over, giving him goosebumps.

"Elder Zheng, what are you doing?"

Elder Zheng pulled his hands back, his eyes revealing astonishment. "Your body is actually this strong? So strong that it doesn't even seem like the Qi Manipulation Realm anymore. What Breathing Method are you practicing?"

"Uh... the Barbarian Blood Breathing Technique."

"Barbarian Blood? Isn't that a Hetero-blood technique? It's completely unsuitable for normal humans; why would you practice something like that?"

"For those of us wandering in the wild, we practice whatever we have. What other choice do we have?"

"So that's how it is."

Elder Zheng nodded, but in the blink of an eye, he felt something was still off.

The Barbarian Blood Breathing Technique could indeed make a human body exceptionally tough, but to say it alone could withstand the Spirit Blast of one's own Qi Universe was likely not enough.

Besides, this kid claimed to be a wanderer in the wild...

Damn it, how could a wanderer in the wild have connections with the city's Bishop?

But the root of this question didn't lie with him, but with Bishop Lu.

He immediately took out his phone and called Lv Yang.

"Hello, Bishop Lv, this is Zheng Buwan."

"You're too kind."

"I have a kid here named Tang Long who gets along with me very well and insists on discussing some questions about the Open-Ring Forbidden Method with me. You know better than anyone, brother, that this prohibition was ordered personally by the High Priest. Could you help me ask for instructions on whether the prohibition has been lifted?"

"What? Are you sure?"

"Well... alright then."

Hanging up the phone, the look of shock on Elder Zheng's face grew even heavier.

Because the answer Lv Yang gave him was that the prohibition had not been lifted.

However, if Tang Long asked, he could answer relevant questions, and in similar situations, there was no need to ask again; Tang Long's wishes were to be prioritized.

This response was just too intriguing.

Even if Tang Long were Lv Yang's illegitimate son, he guessed that old man Lv wouldn't have the guts to just bring out the forbidden method and let him flaunt it.

There was only one possibility: the High Priest had already nodded in approval.

Therefore, Tang Long's identity was indeed extraordinary.

Although his spiritual aptitude was very low, it was very likely that he was an alternative genius secretly cultivated by The Sect, holding very high authority.

However... Tang Long's wishes are to be prioritized? That's what you said...

Elder Zheng thought for a moment and then asked, "Regarding the Open-Ring Forbidden Method, would you be willing to share it? For example... an exchange?"