42: Both have broken through! Second-tier elemental power!

As Fei Changqing, that unreliable Master, picked up his wine gourd again and staggered away into the distance, Qin Lang's Hell training career not only failed to start, but was declared over before it even began.

"Whew—"

Qin Lang let out a long sigh of relief and threw himself back onto the soft bed in the dormitory.

This is what life is about.

What's the point of passion or struggle when you can just lie in bed and count money?

Qin Lang pulled out the black gold card that Fei Changqing had given him, and then looked at the resources he had extorted... oh no, the resources that the head of the He family had "generously sponsored."

His stash was quite abundant.

"This 'Evergreen Sword Art' that the old man Fei gave me looks pretty good, but it's a pity I don't practice swords."

Qin Lang flipped through the yellowed ancient book and casually tossed it into the Storage Pouch he was preparing to give to Shangguan Xue.

That woman was an expert with the sword; giving this to her would be making the best use of it.

"As for the biological energy..."

Qin Lang calculated.

Su Muyue, that silly girl, had been cut off by her family and was currently short on money.

Even though she said she was borrowing it, could I really make her pay it back?

With a wave of his hand, Qin Lang directly set aside 100,000 units, intending to find an opportunity to slip it to her.

The rest would have to be saved for Shangguan Xue.

The Shangguan Family was in total chaos right now, and her great cousin would definitely cut off her resources.

As her "creditor," how could Qin Lang watch his source of experience points suffer?

The next few days were incredibly comfortable.

Apart from occasionally sleeping in theory classes and putting on a show in the training room, he maintained the persona of a "Genius who is gifted but slightly lazy."

Until a week later.

"Brother Lang! Brother Lang! I'm no longer human!"

The dormitory door was slammed open.

Gao Meng's massive frame rushed in like a heavy tank, making the floor tremble beneath his feet.

His face was flushed red, his eyes were wide as copper bells, and his entire body radiated the scent of fresh soil.

"Speak human language."

Qin Lang was holding Xiao Bai, too lazy to even lift his eyelids.

"I've had an Awakening! Mythical Gene! Titan!"

Gao Meng was dancing with excitement, his muscles trembling along with him.

"Earth-attribute Titan Gene, invincible defense! Hahahaha!"

As he spoke, this guy directly demonstrated it.

A thick, earth-yellow halo instantly covered his entire body, making him look like a giant carved from rock.

The aura of stability and weight was actually quite impressive.

"Not bad, looks like a turtle shell."

Qin Lang gave an objective assessment.

"What turtle shell! This is the Titan Body! Absolute defense!"

Gao Meng wasn't angry; instead, he became even more smug.

"Let's go! Brother Lang, come with me to the arena; I want to take revenge on that grandson Feng Rui!"

This guy was a vengeful one.

As soon as he had his Awakening, the first thing he thought of was getting his own back.

Qin Lang happened to be bored, so he picked up the cat and followed.

At the school arena area.

Feng Rui had been feeling incredibly stifled these past few days.

Ever since he was beaten into the "Shoe King" by Qin Lang's soles, his reputation in school had plummeted, and he had even lost several girls around him.

Now, seeing Gao Meng voluntarily delivering himself to his door, old grudges and new ones welled up in his heart.

"Fatty, you're courting death!"

Feng Rui didn't say another word and immediately activated his Solar True Fire Gene.

Although he was a bit of a half-baked cultivator, the momentum of the flames was indeed intimidating.

For a moment, the arena was filled with blazing fire.

However, Gao Meng was a weirdo.

He didn't attack at all.

He stood there, activated his Titan Gene, and his whole person became like a towering mountain, letting Feng Rui bombard him with attacks.

The flames burned on him without even scratching his skin.

"Put some effort into it! Did Young Master Feng not eat?"

"Is that it? Are you scrubbing my back?"

While taking the hits, Gao Meng didn't forget to taunt him.

His mouth was even harder than his defense.

The onlookers below were watching with great interest.

"This defense is incredible!"

"Is Feng Rui's Solar True Fire fake? How can he not even break the defense?"

"I don't think the fire is fake; I think he's just weak."

Hearing the whispers around him, Feng Rui's face turned darker, and his movements became increasingly chaotic.

The technique he could previously maintain completely turned into wild flailing under the influence of his rage.

Ten minutes later.

Feng Rui was panting, his internal energy almost exhausted, and the layer of flames became like a candle in the wind, flickering.

"Had enough?"

Gao Meng, who had been acting as a punching bag, suddenly grinned.

That smile looked incredibly sinister.

"Now it's your Grandpa's turn!"

Before the words faded, Gao Meng moved.

Immovable as a mountain, swift as thunder.

His massive body exploded with astonishing speed, directly delivering a savage ramming attack.

"Boom!"

A muffled sound.

The exhausted Feng Rui couldn't react in time, and his whole body was like a ragdoll, knocked straight out of the arena.

After landing, he rolled several times on the ground before finally stopping.

The whole place was silent.

Then, a burst of laughter erupted.

"This is the Seven-Lock Genius? That's it?"

"Titan Gene is awesome!"

Gao Meng stood on the arena, hands on his hips, looking high-spirited.

He pointed at Feng Rui on the ground and shouted loudly:

"From now on, when you see my Brother Lang, remember to walk around him! Otherwise, I'll beat you every time I see you!"

Feng Rui climbed up from the ground, covered in dust, looking miserable.

Just as he was about to say some harsh words to save face, a girl in the crowd suddenly pointed at his face and exclaimed:

"Look! The shoe print on his face is still there! He really is the Shoe King!"

This remark became the final straw that broke the camel's back.

"Pfft—"

Feng Rui vomited a mouthful of old blood, rolled his eyes, and fainted from anger on the spot.

The farce ended with Feng Rui being carried away on a stretcher.

Qin Lang shook his head; he wasn't surprised by this result.

Just after returning to the dormitory, his phone vibrated.

It was a message from an encrypted number.

"Luo Fei: Found it."

Only three short words.

Qin Lang's pupils constricted slightly.

Luo Fei was the Dark Web assassin who had been subdued after trying to counter-kill him in the Capital City.

For this period, he had been keeping an eye on the movements on the Dark Web.

"Luo Fei: The employer is in the Capital City, IP address locked."

"Luo Fei: The other party has increased the bounty; your head is now worth 30,000 units of biological energy."

"Luo Fei: At this price, a Third Tier Gene Liberation Realm assassin has already accepted the contract. Be careful."

Looking at the message on the screen, his fingers tapped gently on the table.

30,000 units.

They really think highly of him.

Combining this with the fragmented clues Luo Fei provided earlier, the identity of the mastermind was already obvious.

Li Hu.

That "good relative" who had seized Qin Lang's family property and kicked him out of the house years ago.

Besides him, who else would have such great murderous intent towards him?

Who else would be so wary of what Qin Lang's parents left behind?

"Li Hu..."

Qin Lang murmured the name.

He heard that he was doing quite well now, considered a person of status in the Capital City, and his strength had even reached the fourth tier Gene Battle Sect.

Unfortunately.

The current Qin Lang was no longer the orphan who could be kneaded at will.

"Want to kill me? Then let's see if your neck is hard enough."

Qin Lang put away his phone, a flash of cold light in his eyes.

Just then, a familiar and surging torrent of heat suddenly welled up inside Qin Lang's body out of nowhere!

"Ding!"

"Detected binding target 'Su Muyue', successfully reached a Breakthrough to the Element Second Tier—Sculpting Realm!"

"host receives 30x return!"

It's here!

Qin Lang's heart shook.

The strength of this energy was far beyond any previous time!

If the previous returns were trickles, this time, it was like the Yangtze River flooding back!

"Boom—"

Around the Dantian position, next to the energy core representing the Martial Artist's strength.

An invisible force was frantically opening up a new space.

That was the "Elemental Pool" belonging to an Elementalist!

The massive heat flow found an outlet and rushed into it frantically.

Compress!

Purify!

Compress again!

The originally ethereal elemental energy actually began to liquefy at this moment!

Drops of pure elemental true liquid gathered into a pool in that newly opened space.

Sculpting Realm Level 1!

Breakthrough!

But this was just the beginning.

The energy brought by the 30x return was terrifying to the extreme.

Sculpting Realm Level 2!

Sculpting Realm Level 3!

...

Qin Lang's aura was climbing steadily.

The pleasure of becoming stronger was intoxicating.

All 180 gene circuits in his body were cheering, greedily devouring this energy.

Until.

Sculpting Realm Level 6!

The violent energy finally calmed down.

Qin Lang slowly opened his eyes.

At this very moment, Qin Lang felt like a living volcano ready to erupt at any time.

With every move he made, he seemed able to stir the elemental power of heaven and earth around him.

"Sculpting Realm Level 6..."

Qin Lang clenched his fists.

Su Muyue had just broken through to Sculpting Realm Level 1, and Qin Lang had already soared to Level 6.

Is this the power of a 30x return?

Moreover, Qin Lang could feel that the quality of this return was extremely high.

It seemed that the girl had not only broken through, but also laid a very solid foundation.

"Beep beep beep—"

The phone on the table suddenly rang with a video call request.

The avatar dancing on the screen was none other than Su Muyue's smiling face.

As soon as it connected, Su Muyue's face, extremely close, appeared on the screen.

"Qin Lang, Qin Lang! I broke through! I'm a Sculpting Realm expert now!"

She was as excited as an elementary school student who got a hundred on a test; I could feel her joy through the screen.

"Impressive, impressive."

Qin Lang praised her cooperatively.

"That's right! Don't look at who this young lady is!"

Su Muyue lifted her chin proudly, then her tone shifted, becoming somewhat soft and sweet.

"Qin Lang... I miss you."

She laid on the table, her chin resting on the back of her hand, looking at me with her big, blinking eyes.

"We haven't seen each other for days, I want to see you."

Looking at her pouting, coquettish appearance, Qin Lang's heart softened.

It just so happened that Qin Lang also wanted to give her the prepared resources.

"Shall we meet tonight then?"

"Yay!"

Su Muyue was instantly fully revived.

"Let's meet at Kunao Avenue! I want to eat at that new dessert shop!"

"Alright, as you wish."

Hanging up the phone, Qin Lang walked to the mirror and straightened his clothes.

Looking at his handsome, striking self in the mirror, Qin Lang couldn't help but sigh.

This "soft rice" (living off her) was getting better and better to eat.