Noodletown Translations

  Noodletown Translations

  All of the self-cultivators around dared not to speak again, as they felt hints of fear when they saw how powerful Qingfeng was, as he was able to absorb the four-coloured thunderbolts inside the Thunder Rock.

  They all stepped back, as they hurriedly avoided Qingfeng, fearing that he would cause them trouble.

  Qingfeng wounded the Four-eyed Demon Saint below the Dark Thunder Mountain. Many self-cultivators could clearly see that this was a powerful force, as his power was no less than the Bright Moon Saintess, Gravity Saint Son, and the others.

  The Linglong Saintess walked to Qingfeng’s side, and as shock filled her eyes, she said, “You could absorb these Four-coloured Thunder. How great, these four-coloured thunderbolts can train the self-cultivator’s body and soul and let you gain the Thunder Immortal’s legacy.”


  Qingfeng nodded, he thought the same.

  He led the Linglong Saintess, Blood Sea Saint, and the others towards the Dark Thunder Mountain.

  Of course, he would catch these Thunder Rocks with his hands, and then absorb all of the four-coloured thunderbolts, which is then turned into his own energy.

  At the beginning, Qingfeng was still a bit uncomfortable, since he had three-colored thunderbolt inside his body, and it clashed with the four-coloured thunderboltss on top of this Dark Thunder Mountain. They were somewhat incompatible, and caused damages inside his body, shattering some of his bones.

  However, as time passed, Qingfeng could gradually block the attack of the four-coloured thunderbolts, and his internal strength grew more powerful.

  Qingfeng’s bones and blood had all experienced training, and had already turned into four colours, which were red, black, purple, and blue.

  These four colours intertwined together, and combined to unleash a rush of powerful force, which made his entire body release four-coloured light. Everyone around gasped in shock.

  The Bright Moon Saintess, Gravity Saint Son, Three-coloured Saintess, Frost Saint Son, and the others were at the front of the Dark Thunder Mountain. They also noticed the noise behind them, as their faces slightly changed, and surprise appeared in their eyes.

  The Bright Moon Saintess said, “Who would’ve thought that this foreign native human would be able to absorb the four-coloured thunderbolts inside the Thunder Rock?”


  The Gravity Saint Son coldly grunted and said, “I just wanted to cause trouble for him, but you won’t let me. Now his strength has increased.”


  The Bright Moon Saintess lightly smiled, shook her head, and said, “The two of us has entered the Fallen Immortal Arena, first to increase our abilities, then second to obtain the Thunder Immortal’s legacy. If you cause trouble for him, then both of you would be wounded, which would only benefit others. Don’t forget that there are also the Demon and Devil sects aside from our orthodox sects.”


  The Gravity Saint Son coldly grunted and said nothing. He declined to comment on the Bright Moon Saintess’s words, because he had reservations against the Bright Moon Saintess and thought that this woman was unpredictable.

  The Dark Thunder Mountain was very tall, being five hundred thousand meters tall, and at the top of the mountain, four-coloured thunderbolt glowed nonstop.

  The four-coloured thunderbolts shattered the void, as some lower-grade self-cultivators were struck. Their bodies turned black all over, as they rolled off the Mountain. Some even died from the fall, while those that haven’t died were heavily wounded, losing legs or arms.

  Only the powerful forces like the Bright Moon Saintess, Gravity Saint Son, Three-coloured Saintess, Frost Saint Son, One-armed Devil Saint, Four-eyed Demon Saint, and Qingfeng could block it, while the others wouldn’t be able to defend against it at all.

  Qingfeng climbed up towards the Dark Thunder Mountain. He released his spirit energy to cautiously scout the area, as he was worried about the Blood Immortal the most. He feared that the Blood Immortal would give him a deadly attack.

  Qingfeng was extremely careful in regard to this Blood Immortal. She was like a hidden poisonous snake, which could bite one if one wasn’t careful, and the victim would die without knowing what happened.

  Not only were there Four-coloured Thunders on top of the Dark Thunder Mountain, the mountain top also released a rush of thunder force that flowed down the Mountain.

  The further they went up, the more difficult it became for everyone. They felt a rush of massive pressure inside the air that prevented them from activating their internal Saint vital essence. All of their faces grew pale, as bean-sized sweat dripped along their heads and they lost all of their physical energy.

  Qingfeng took out some elixirs and herbs out from his interspatial ring, and divided it amongst the Linglong Saintess, Blood Sea Saint, and Clear-wood Saintess beside him. Their physical strength recovered after they ate the elixirs, and they continued up the Mountain.

  Qingfeng knew that once he reached the mountaintop, he would feel the Thunder Tree energy, which would benefit everyone immensely, so he had to continue to lead everyone upwards.

  Plus Qingfeng also knew that once he has acquired the Dark Thunder Mountain’s inheritance, and after he has acquired the second Thunder Immortal Sword, then he would be able to defeat the Blood Immortal, or else, the Blood Immortal would always pose as a great threat to him.

  Qingfeng looked forward and noticed that the Bright Moon Saintess held the Five Element Flag, while the Gravity Saint Son took out the Sky Cloud Shield. The Three-coloured Saintess held the Three-coloured Precious Bottle, while the Frost Saint Son held the Frost Kettle.

  These were all half-immortal grade treasures, as Qingfeng felt a rush of immortal energy that lit his eyes up with admiration.

  Qingfeng had nearly given up his life to acquire the immortal treasure Thunder Immortal Sword, but these perfect-realm saint sons didn’t have to do anything. Just because they grew up in a privileged background, they easily acquired the half-immortal grade treasures from their sect masters and elders.

  The Bright Moon Saintess, Gravity Saint Son, and the others all used their half-immortal grade treasures to block the thunder force in the sky. This decreased the Saint vital essence their bodies lost, as they climbed up the mountain in a hurry.

  Qingfeng had originally thought to take out the Thunder Immortal Sword, but he decided not to after some thought.

  He knew that once he has taken out the first Thunder Immortal Sword, then the Bright Moon Saintess, Gravity Saint Son, Three-coloured Saintess, Frost Saint Son, and the others would automatically attack him, which would put him in danger.

  It was best not to show his wealth, as there would be trouble for those that brag. Qingfeng knew this, and it was best to stay humble.

  Bang!

  Suddenly, a massive rock fell down from the top of the Dark Thunder Mountain. This rock was a hundred square meters big, like a house.

  The rock was also several hundred thousand kilos heavy, along with the air pressure, and it fell down faster and faster, as it reached several million kilos of force.

  Ten or so rocks fell down consecutively, with over a hundred million kilos of force, it clashed heavily downwards to Qingfeng.

  Qingfeng’s face changed as a ray of cold light appeared in his eyes. He knew that these hundred million kilos of massive rocks didn’t fall out of the sky for no reason, so someone must have tossed it down on purpose.

  Qingfeng activated his mortal purgatory body to release black light. His right fist forcefully clashed forward to form a vital essence fist of six hundred thousand feet in size and clashed forcefully towards the ten or so rocks.

  Bang, bang, bang, bang……

  With rounds of loud sounds, Qingfeng’s fist shattered all of the ten or so massive rocks, and it disappeared as it turned into pieces.