Noodletown Translations

  Noodletown Translations

  Qingfeng Li lied there without moving, as if he was a statue.

  Even though his body was not moving on the outside, he was channeling the Thunder Chant inside his body.

  The Thunder Chant was an immortal level technique that he obtained from before. It was very strong, and if he learned everything from the technique, then his body would be able to evolve into the Thunder Immortal’s body, and it had a high affinity with the thunderbolts here.

  Qingfeng Li only practiced the Thunder Chant before to absorb a type of black thunderbolt, and he did not absorb other thunderbolts. For example, the three-colored thunderbolts in the Thunder Valley were much stronger than the pure black thunderbolts that he used to absorb.

  If one was to compare the black thunderbolts to a bowl of water, then the three-colored thunderbolt would be a tank of water, they were not at the same level.

  Qingfeng Li could clearly feel that the three-colored thunderbolt kept on jumping around in his body, which broke his skin, muscle, and bones.

  One should note that Qingfeng Li’s bones and organs had become very strong after practicing the Mortal Purgatory Body. They were even stronger than mountains, and even high-grade saint items would not be able to break them.

  But the three-colored thunderbolt contained three types of energy, black, red, and purple, which broke Qingfeng Li’s bones right away.

  The three-colored thunderbolt wanted to damage Qingfeng Li’s organs, but Qingfeng Li’s Thunder Chant gave off a power of immortal thunder, which led the three-colored thunderbolt and refined Qingfeng Li’s bones, setting his fractured bones back together.

  Qingfeng Li’s bones were golden before, but now they changed to three colors, black, red, and purple. If others were to see his bones, then they would become surprised for sure.

  Ordinary humans would have white bones, but Qingfeng Li’s bones were completely different from that now. They changed to three colors, black, red, and purple. The three colors crossed each other, which gave his bones more strength.

  Not only were his bones changing, his blood, muscle, and organs were also changing. His entire body gave off three-colored rays.

  Fortunately, Qingfeng Li’s skin and hair did not change. If the outside of his body also changed to three colors, then he would weep all day for sure. How would he look then? He would definitely scare people to death with his appearance.

  Qingfeng Li continued to absorb the three-colored thunderbolt, unfortunately there were not a lot of them, so Qingfeng Li finished absorbing all of them within moments.

  Qingfeng Li stood up, which generated some loud noises. He felt that he was filled with power, which made him feel stronger than before. He thought that his physical strength increased by another five million kilograms, which made a total of 65 million kilograms.

  Qingfeng Li had a feeling that if he were to continue fighting the Sky-Flame Saint Son right now, then he could make the Sky-Flame Saint Son step back with one punch.

  Qingfeng Li looked to the front, and he noticed that the Sky-Flame Saint Son was still lying there without getting up.

  Even though the Sky-Flame Saint Son was a saint at the pinnacle tier, who was very strong, he did not practice the Thunder Chant, so he could not bear the three-colored thunderbolt.

  That strong three-colored thunderbolt had already damaged his body from the outside, and now it was trying to damage his body from the inside.

  Surprise appeared in the Sky-Flame Saint Son’s eyes after seeing that Qingfeng Li had already recovered from the strike and regained his liveliness within moments.

  He knew that he and Qingfeng Li were both struck by the three-colored thunderbolt, and it was obvious that their fight had triggered the thunderbolts stored in the Thunder Valley.

  But now, Qingfeng Li got back up so quickly, whereas he was still on the ground.

  The Sky-Flame Saint Son looked at Qingfeng Li and said, “How is that possible? Did you not get attacked by the three-colored thunderbolt?”


  Qingfeng Li rolled his eyes at him and said scornfully, “Are you blind? I was the one who received an attack from the three-colored thunderbolt first, but I have already absorbed it. I am not a dumbass like you, who can’t even deal with the three-colored thunderbolt. And you said you were going to kill me, I think today will be the day of your death.”


  Qingfeng Li walked forward, which created cracks on the surrounding space, because the space could not bear his power.

  Even though Qingfeng Li was still a high-grade saint, his strength was on the same level as a saint at the peak stage.

  As Qingfeng Li took a step forward, he frowned, this was because he noticed that someone blocked his way, and that guy was the Black Wind Saint Son.

  Qingfeng Li had only heard about the Black Wind Saint Son’s name from the Linglong Saintess’s introduction earlier, and he knew nothing else about the Black Wind Saint Son.

  Qingfeng Li frowned and said, “Black Wind Saint Son, what are you doing? I am going to kill the Sky-Flame Saint Son, and this is a matter that only concerns us two.”


  The Black Wind Saint Son smiled and said, “The Sky-Flame Saint Son is my friend, you can’t kill him.”


  While the Black Wind Saint Son was speaking, he took out an elixir from his interspatial ring that was entirely purple, emitting a purplish fragrance. It carried a strong herbal scent.

  The Black Wind Saint Son threw the elixir to the Sky-Flame Saint Son right away and said, “This is the Purple Saint Elixir. Take it and it will resolve the three-colored thunderbolt in your body.”


  After the Sky-Flame Saint Son took over the elixir, he recognized the Purple Saint Elixir. It was a saint elixir at the pinnacle tier, which was very precious, and was even famous in the entire world of self-cultivation.

  Everyone knew that the Black Wind Saint Son was from an Alchemy Saint Sect, they were able to practice alchemy and create saint elixirs at the pinnacle tier and even perfect saint elixirs.

  The Sky-Flame Saint Son hurriedly put the elixir in his mouth, and used the immortal technique inside his body to refine and absorb the elixir.

  This Purple Saint Elixir sent a large amount of herbal energy into his body, which repaired his damaged skin, muscle, and bones, and chased out the three-colored thunderbolt at the same time.

  In the next moment, the Sky-Flame Saint Son got up and his entire body gave off a vast amount of energy.

  The Sky-Flame Saint Son saluted with his hands at Black Wind Saint Son and said, “Brother, thank you for giving me a saint elixir at the pinnacle tier.”


  The Black Wind Saint Son nodded and said, “We came from the same Universal Saint Planet, and this guy is a hillbilly, so he is our common enemy.”


  The Sky-Flame Saint Son nodded and said, “Brother, you are absolutely right, he is our common enemy and we cannot let him get away today.”


  Qingfeng Li frowned, and a flash of cold light appeared in his eyes. He finally understood why all the saint sons were hostile towards him. They thought of him as a hillbilly, an outsider who did not come from the same saint-level planets as them.

  However, Qingfeng Li was confused because the Thousand Devil Saintess did not show any hostility towards him. Most of the saint sons from the Universal Saint Planet were not friendly to him, but the saintesses were.

  Qingfeng Li thought to himself, “Is this because I am too handsome? So the saintesses are all nice to me.”


  Of course, Qingfeng Li was only being narcissistic, the real reason was that Qingfeng Li practiced a very special technique, which could make the saintesses feel his specialty.

  The same genders repelled each other, and the opposite genders attracted each other, so that was why the saintesses admired Qingfeng Li.

  Qingfeng Li, the Black Wind Saint Son, and the Sky-Flame Saint Son stood there against each other, causing the faces of other self-cultivators to change as they talked among themselves.