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162: Chapter 162 Innate!

This time, not only were the classmates coming, but the counselor had also come along; Monitor Li Wenhui had dragged her here. However, the counselor was indeed worried about such a large group traveling, so she had agreed to come.

This counselor was quite a beauty, around thirty years old, dressed like a sophisticated city lady, exuding the aura of a mature woman.

Many male students in the class had long liked this counselor, especially since everyone was already in their junior year. Some students had gathered the courage to confess, but without exception, they had all been rejected.

"Student Qin, thank you so much for this trip to Kyoto."

Counselor Wang Baiwei sat down next to Qin Chuan with a smile on her face.

The reason she sat next to Qin Chuan was that, at her age of thirty, she could tell that Qin Chuan was completely different from the others in the class.

Moreover, she always felt an inexplicable attraction.

Chen Manman had originally intended to sit next to Qin Chuan, but since the counselor had beaten her to it, she could only sit with Monitor Li Wenhui.

"Teacher Wang, don't worry about it." Qin Chuan responded with a smile.

It was undeniable that for some twenty-year-old boys, Wang Baiwei had a fatal allure, a type of charm that young girls simply could not compare to.

But what kind of beauties had Qin Chuan not seen? The beauties in the Cultivation World were countless times more beautiful than those on Earth, so naturally, he would not be like the others, whose eyes were practically glued to Wang Baiwei.

The two didn't say anything more, and Qin Chuan preferred to close his eyes and Cultivate.

Seeing that Qin Chuan didn't like to talk much, Wang Baiwei naturally didn't want to make a fool of herself.

The plane was full of familiar classmates, so everyone was quite relaxed, chatting happily; laughter and conversation filled the cabin.

Qin Chuan, who had originally been Cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes. He glanced at the smiling faces of everyone and rarely allowed himself a slight curve of a smile.

He also found a rare moment of peace, as if the cruelty of the Cultivation World had vanished, and this trip was not about killing.

Amidst the laughter and joy, Qin Chuan seemed to sense something—a power was invisibly gathering!

This surprised Qin Chuan; he was actually about to enter the Innate Realm.

The Innate Realm was the watershed between Foundation Establishment and Core Formation; everything in the Innate Realm was merely preparation for Core Formation.

Qin Chuan had never expected that simply by experiencing a peaceful day here, he would actually enter the Innate Realm.

Back in the Cultivation World, he had advanced rapidly, ignoring the Mortal World Tribulation of Core Formation, and relying on his own talent to force his way into Core Formation. But from that moment on, his Foundation was destined to be unstable.

Now that he was recultivating, this time, upon breaking through to Core Formation, he naturally had to experience the Mortal World Tribulation.

As he entered the Innate Realm, Qin Chuan did not cause any ripples; instead, everything around him remained calm, because this was not Core Formation, merely a small Realm before Core Formation.

But after entering the Innate Realm, his Divine Ability would also improve further. However, Extreme Lightning remained somewhat useless, only capable of instantly killing those whose Realm was much lower than his own, even for Martial Artists. To kill a Land Immortal, Extreme Lightning was insufficient.

But Qin Chuan had chosen this Divine Ability not because it could help him kill those of the same Realm, but more importantly, because it was convenient for clearing out small fry.

Although stepping into the Innate Realm didn't cause any commotion, the counselor beside him sensed something. Her slightly serious yet charming eyes looked toward Qin Chuan.

She was somewhat surprised in her heart; how did it feel like in just a few short minutes, Student Qin Chuan's temperament had completely changed, seeming to become even more unfathomable?

"Old Qin, come over and play Fight the Landlord?"

At this moment, Cao Junli shouted at the top of his lungs.

Wang Baiwei shook her head slightly; how could someone with Qin Chuan's temperament be willing to play something like Fight the Landlord with you all?

But as soon as this thought crossed her mind, Qin Chuan had already risen from his seat.

"Sure, Fight the Landlord!"

Wang Baiwei was stunned for a moment, finding it unbelievable.

"Teacher Wang, would you like to join?" Qin Chuan invited with a smile.

"Oh, okay." Wang Baiwei nodded as if possessed.

Qin Chuan was not always so aloof; when facing classmates and family, he would still be like an ordinary person, doing what people of this age should do.

The plane was filled with laughter and joy, but the atmosphere at the Canglong Sacred Land in Kyoto was the complete opposite.

The Canglong Sacred Land was built based on the Kunlun Holy Land, which is why it was known as the Little Kunlun.

The area within a thousand miles of the Canglong Sacred Land was inaccessible to ordinary people; let alone ordinary people, even Martial Artists could not approach.

This place was solemn!

There were clouds of true experts here; even if not as good as Kunlun, it was close to Kunlun.

The instructors of the Canglong Sacred Land came from Kunlun; this was also why Kunlun had specially sent them to train batch after batch of experts for the Canglong Sacred Land.

Past the training base was the main base of Canglong, which had eighteen floors. These eighteen floors were where the members of Canglong ate and slept, and the highest floor belonged only to Wei Jingyuan.

At this moment, Wei Jingyuan was on the top floor, the eighteenth floor.

Beside him were Long San, Police Chief Lu Tianxing, his wife Hai Anrong, his daughter Wei Ziman, his brother-in-law Hai Dongqing, and the instructor from Kunlun... Instructor Wen Yuankui.

Ten days!

A full ten days had passed.

During these ten days, Wei Jingyuan had been on edge, staying right here in the Canglong Sacred Land, unwilling to step out even a single step, because he felt that Qin Chuan would definitely come.

But now that ten days had passed, he felt that he might have been overthinking it.

Even if Qin Chuan was a newborn calf unafraid of the tiger, could he really dare to kill his way to Kyoto?

"Brother-in-law, how could that Qin Chuan dare to come? You're giving him too much credit." Hai Dongqing started acting cocky again, even referring to Qin Chuan by his full name.

"It seems this Qin Chuan is nothing special." Hai Anrong snorted coldly.

After ten days, Wei Ziman's inner turmoil had long since calmed down. Although she still felt lingering fear when thinking about the escape on the plane ten days ago, she had finally returned to normal.

"It seems this Qin Chuan also knows how to be afraid."

Everyone began to conclude that Qin Chuan definitely would not dare to come to Kyoto.

Only Police Chief Lu Tianxing and Long San were unsure, so they didn't speak.

Wei Jingyuan stared straight ahead and snorted coldly: "Even if he comes to Kyoto, he wouldn't dare to come to this Canglong Sacred Land!"

Saying this, he looked at Instructor Wen Yuankui.

"How are things over at the Wei Family?"

After hiding in the Canglong Sacred Land ten days ago, he had immediately contacted the Kunlun Wei Family.

Instructor Wen Yuankui said: "Elder Wei, the Wei Family has already sent people over, but... I feel like this might be making a mountain out of a molehill? The combat strength of the Canglong Sacred Land should be enough."

Wei Jingyuan's face turned gloomy; thinking about the escape ten days ago and the lost protective seal, he wished he could tear Qin Chuan to pieces.

"I want to ensure there are no slip-ups."

"Next... it is time for us to hunt this Supreme Qin!"

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