172: Chapter 172 Depicting Extraordinary Martial Arts

"Hey! Wait for me!" The monk followed closely behind.

The Tyrannosaurus was quite fast; after about six hours, they finally arrived at Qingqiu Camp.

The place was already crowded with people, but not a single human could be seen; they were all ox-headed, horse-faced, and other... alien races.

"Master, Xiao Yao thinks it's better to hide your identity, since you have another identity after all," Xiao Yao suddenly reminded him.

Mu Cheng suddenly realized. "The hero board... does it have rankings here too?"

"Mhm, of course," Xiao Yao replied.

"Alright! It seems I really do need to hide my identity." Mu Cheng found a random spot to slip into.

When he emerged again, he was dressed in a black robe...

As time passed, the Fat Fox Demon Elder in charge of recruitment at Qingqiu Camp suddenly announced the start.

"Quiet, everyone. The rule is that there are no rules. I won't waste words; the recruitment for Qingqiu Camp officially begins now. Perform well!"

With the opening of the Teleportation Talisman Array, most of the people entered within a short time.

"Hey! You're really hard to find. Why are you being so mysterious?" The monk suddenly patted Mu Cheng on the shoulder from behind.

Mu Cheng: "Cough, cough~ You still recognized me? I'm just keeping a low profile. Isn't this better?"

"You remind me of someone, Zero, who is number one on the hero board. He's quite similar to how you are now," the monk said.

This was over a year ago; he had seen Zero participate in the Qingqiu Camp, so he had a deep impression.

Mu Cheng: "You mean... Zero participated in the Qingqiu Camp selection?"

"Mhm, his strength was terrifyingly high; you're still far from his level," the monk replied with a nod.

"Fine, fine. Once we're inside, you're on your own!" Mu Cheng couldn't be bothered to respond.

They soon entered the Teleportation Talisman Array. Knowing that Mu Cheng's strength was definitely not simple, the monk naturally wanted to cling to him and followed.

"Wait for me, it's better if we look out for each other."

Even though the teleportation locations were random, to their surprise, Mu Cheng and the monk were teleported together into a forest.

"By the way, how do we pass the selection?" Mu Cheng coughed and asked.

He didn't even know what kind of entity Qingqiu Camp was, let alone how to pass this selection.

"Good grief... You came to the selection without even knowing the rules? Then what are you even here for?" The monk was speechless.

Mu Cheng replied bluntly, "Isn't it obvious? To kill monsters, level up, and increase my strength. What else?"

"Wait... Are you really from the first floor?" the monk asked as he finally realized.

Mu Cheng: "Is there any doubt? Otherwise, why do you think I don't even know the rules?"

"Alright! The rules are simple: just reach Qingqiu Camp safely," the monk explained, barely believing him for now.

Mu Cheng's short temper almost flared up. "You brat... Reach Qingqiu Camp? Then tell me which direction to go!"

But in the end, he held back his anger; he had no other choice since he was unfamiliar with the place.

"Just keep going east," the monk said, a bit speechless.

"Fine, fine. I won't wait for you. If you want to cling to me, you'd better keep up." Mu Cheng didn't want to waste time.

He quickly disappeared into the forest.

"Hey! It seems I really shouldn't underestimate you." The monk caught up quickly.

Mu Cheng: "It seems that despite your lack of strength, you've probably mastered the art of running away, haven't you?"

"Otherwise? If I can't win, am I supposed to fight to the death?" The monk admitted directly.

It wasn't anything shameful anyway, so there was no need to hide it.

"I have to admit, you really do have some skill at running away. Is it a movement-type Transcendent Martial Arts?" Mu Cheng suddenly became interested.

This speed was indeed fast; even for a Nine-Star World King God, it would be difficult to catch up to the monk.

The monk slowed down. "No, no, no, it's not some Transcendent Martial Arts. To be precise, it's a movement technique I created myself."

"True. No matter how strong Transcendent Martial Arts are, they seem to be of no use at all," Mu Cheng said after thinking.

In the face of absolute strength, any powerful Transcendent Martial Arts are just flashy and completely inadequate.

"Not necessarily! Aren't all Transcendent Martial Arts self-created? Even if they aren't great, they're still a means of saving one's life," the monk disagreed.

Xiao Yao: "Transcendent Martial Arts can continue to be self-created, so Master, don't overthink it."

"Forget it... let's not talk about this." Mu Cheng had countless Transcendent Martial Arts in his head.

Unfortunately, because of his special bloodline... no matter how many there were, he couldn't comprehend them at all, let alone continue to create his own.

"Then hurry up and keep up!" The monk suddenly accelerated and vanished.

"That guy... oh well, let him be!" Even Xiao Yao couldn't help but comment.

Needless to say, the Qingqiu Camp selection would definitely be full of dangers.

But the monk was acting as if he didn't have a care in the world.

"That's called confidence. Anyway... let's catch up first!" Mu Cheng suddenly increased his speed.

But even so, he simply couldn't catch up to the monk.

"His movement technique is indeed good. Master, you should study it when you have time," Xiao Yao had to admit.

But right after saying that, her tone suddenly changed, and she said very seriously:

"Master, it's Stone Ghost Statues."

A hidden hint appeared in front of Mu Cheng: [Warning! Warning! Warning! Twenty Nine-Star Realm King realm Stone Ghost Statues detected ten kilometers ahead.]

"Then let's wait until he comes back!" Mu Cheng suddenly stopped in his tracks and didn't move again.

Xiao Yao agreed. "Mhm, let him lure all the Stone Ghost Statues over here!"

Sure enough, after a while, the monk returned, shouting loudly.

"Run, quickly, or it'll be too late!"

"I say... what's the panic? And even if we were running, it wouldn't be back this way, would it?" Mu Cheng was speechless.

The monk was instantly embarrassed. "True. So what should we do now?"

"Wipe them all out. What else?" Mu Cheng still had this much confidence.

The monk suddenly became anxious. "Are you sure? Don't joke with me."

"I'm not joking. These little ants aren't even worth Master's effort." Xiao Yao emerged.

"Nine-Star Realm King realm? Then what is there to be afraid of?" The monk finally found his courage.

Mu Cheng suddenly gave a reminder. "Xiao Yao, just trap them."

"Don't worry! Leave it to Xiao Yao." Xiao Yao flew forward slowly, not panicking at all.

She couldn't even muster much enthusiasm...

"Good grief, will this really work? The more I look, the more unreliable it seems." The monk started to panic again.

Mu Cheng was very calm. "Even though their strength is the same, Xiao Yao's advantage is control, not killing."

Soon, the Stone Ghost Statues caught up. They were about five meters tall.

Except for their red eyes, their entire bodies were made of stone...

"How boring. Let's settle this first!" In an instant, dense Black Vines erupted from the ground.

They quickly restrained all the Stone Ghost Statues...

This was a type of Transcendent Martial Arts. Mu Cheng's Black Vine wasn't actually a Black Vine; it was a form of Bloodline Power.

"Is it over already? Those were Stone Ghost Statues, all at the Nine-Star Realm King level," the monk said, clearly shocked.

Being able to resolve it so easily... was indeed far beyond his expectations.

"It's not over yet. Now watch me." Without the slightest hesitation, Mu Cheng released his Black Vines and began to devour.

"Who... who exactly is this guy? He can actually devour, refine, and absorb? Could he be a possessor of the Devouring Bloodline?" The monk was shocked once again.

At the same time, he became extremely curious about what kind of existence Mu Cheng was.

About three minutes later.

"How about you... go lure more monsters?"

After Mu Cheng finished devouring, absorbing, and refining, his strength was still at the One-Star Eighth Stage...

"No, no, it's better if we look out for each other."

Qingqiu Camp Mansion Office.

Modern decoration, computers, sofas, tea sets... nothing was missing.

"My Lord, an interesting human has been discovered over at Qingqiu Camp. I have already sent the information to you." A small fox demon dressed in green suddenly burst in to report.

The "Lord" she spoke of was the Nine-Tailed Demon Fox, but currently, she was also the height of a small fox demon.

Dressed in red, she looked very mature and steady, not at all like a small fox demon.

"Aqing, is this guy Zero? No... Zero left Qingqiu a year ago; it can't be him," the Little Fox Demon Empress said after glancing at the data.

The little fox demon Aqing had actually thought the same at first and said analytically:

"It seems like the Devouring Bloodline. Let's watch for a bit longer!"

"Indeed. This guy's strength... is probably not below mine. Such a powerful control-type contracted beast is indeed interesting." The Little Fox Demon Empress said after getting a general understanding.

After thinking, she said, "Keep a close eye on him! If he really is a possessor of the Devouring Bloodline, we must find a way to win him over."

"This... My Lord, alright! I'll go make the arrangements." Aqing, as one of the Four Great Guardians.

She naturally knew the power of the Devouring Bloodline. If they could really win him over... it would be a qualitative leap for Qingqiu.

Selection Forest Area.

"I still can't increase my Bloodline Power." Mu Cheng felt like he was questioning his life.

Even a tiny bit would do, but now, let alone a tiny bit, there was absolutely no improvement.

"Take your time, Master! Xiao Yao thinks this is also good; at least it can make Master less dependent on Bloodline Power." Xiao Yao felt this was fine.

"Hey, let's get moving!" The monk didn't have that kind of patience and suddenly shouted.

"Alright! This really is fine... I just wanted to confirm whether devouring can actually increase my strength." Mu Cheng understood perfectly.

After devouring so much along the way without any increase in strength... anyone would be panicking.

"It's hard to say... A Black Hole Seed has been opened within Master's body; trying to improve is indeed difficult." Xiao Yao said uncertainly.

Mu Cheng's curiosity was instantly piqued. "What Black Hole Seed? Is it from that array last time?"

"Mhm, Xiao Yao thinks... if Master wants to increase his strength, the Black Hole Seed must be allowed to grow." Xiao Yao nodded and replied.

Mu Cheng understood everything instantly. "Good grief, sending me to the Battlefield was all planned out."

Xiao Yao: "Coming to the Battlefield was indeed planned, but Xiao Yao thinks... in this Battlefield, Master can only rely on himself."

"You two... can you stop flirting?" The monk finally couldn't help but shout again.

"Let's go!" Mu Cheng didn't think about it any further and continued on his way.

Xiao Yao returned to the consciousness space. As for the monk, he didn't run far this time and kept slowing down.

"By the way, how about you let me take a look at that self-created movement technique? That way, I can go faster." Mu Cheng suddenly asked.

The monk refused. "It's useless to give it to you. Our bloodlines are different, so you won't be able to comprehend it."

"True, I don't lack movement-type Transcendent Martial Arts, but I simply can't comprehend them." Mu Cheng subconsciously agreed.

But then he suddenly realized and stopped. "Wait... I didn't say I wanted to comprehend yours. I wanted to use it as a reference."

"I really can't stand you. Here!" The monk took out a golden bone from his high-tech bracelet.

He threw it to Mu Cheng as if it were worthless...

"Huh? What is this thing?" Mu Cheng asked.

Monk: "A precious bone, used to inscribe Transcendent Martial Arts... what else could it be? Don't tell me you don't know?"

He suddenly started laughing as he spoke...

"Screw you. It's different where I come from. Transcendent Martial Arts come from bloodline inheritance; I didn't expect they could be inscribed." Mu Cheng felt like a country bumpkin for a moment.

Xiao Yao: "precious bones are obtained by killing monsters. The more powerful the monster, the stronger the Transcendent Martial Arts it drops, but... they are mostly incomplete."

"Xiao Yao's guess is correct; this brat's precious bone has a technique he created himself inscribed on it."

"Don't tell me... you don't even know how to inscribe Transcendent Martial Arts?" the monk asked again.

Mu Cheng's face instantly turned red. "I really don't... How do you fix an incomplete one?"

"Also, this Transcendent Martial Arts of yours has quite a few loopholes... How about I help you refine it?"

"Are you kidding me? You... saw the loopholes? Don't mess with me, okay?" The monk became increasingly unsure as he spoke.

He suddenly asked seriously, "Did you really find loopholes?"

"Of course. But first, you have to teach me how to inscribe Transcendent Martial Arts onto a precious bone." Mu Cheng replied seriously.

He had inherited many Transcendent Martial Arts in his memory; to him, they were like jigsaw puzzles.

Where something was wrong was naturally obvious at a glance.

"Fine! I'll reluctantly part with my knowledge and teach you how to inscribe." The monk gritted his teeth.

He took out another golden precious bone. "It's actually simple: as long as you comprehend the precious bone, you can inscribe Transcendent Martial Arts onto it."

"Give it here! Is this thing very expensive?" Mu Cheng asked, even though he had already guessed the answer.

Xiao Yao: "precious bones themselves aren't very expensive, but for blank ones or those with complete Transcendent Martial Arts, the price is at least a million times higher."

The monk explained: "Of course it's expensive. precious bones are divided into four grades: red is Human grade, black is Earth grade, gold is Heaven grade, and transparent is God grade."

"The higher the grade of the precious bone, the more powerful the Transcendent Martial Arts that can be inscribed. This blank one of mine... is worth three million star-glow crystals."

He felt bitter inside; if he had any other grade of precious bone, he wouldn't have brought out such a precious one for Mu Cheng to practice with.