Exploring Immortality Cultivation-Chapter 374 - 127: Challenge Letter

Jiang Lin, a new disciple of the 602nd batch at Jiongli Immortal Institute, had been in the Wanfa Sect for two years and was about to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage, already at the peak of Qi Cultivation.

Jiang Lin was a disciple with excellent aptitude. He was smart, having never really fit in with his foolish cousins since childhood, but he felt there was nothing wrong with that. It was just like his first lesson in the Immortal Institute, where the instructor had mentioned several math problems that had been passed down from 60,000 years ago and had stumped numerous powerful cultivators capable of moving mountains and seas. However, Jiang Lin found that these problems weren't as terrifying as the instructor had claimed. He only needed to think briefly to find the path, except for those problems that involved a larger amount of calculation, which proved challenging for him before he had begun Qi Cultivation.

That was his first encounter with mathematics. He felt that these mathematical principles were destined for him, otherwise he couldn't explain that spiritually responsive sensation.

It was the first time he experienced the joy of mathematics—the sense of "racing alongside the powerful."

Yet, as he practiced according to the "Yao Ding Calculating Scripture" and as the Yin Yang Yao increased in his acupoints, he began to feel that mathematics was becoming simpler. At this time, he also began to delve into theoretical texts, observing the paths taken by former great powers.

During this process, he saw the writings of the Mathematics Lord. He was so moved the first time that he even wept.

Indeed, I was born for mathematics.

My "spirituality," my "intuition"...

However, it was only upon entering the Wanfa Sect that he discovered another kind of mathematics—the mathematics of the Master of Calculation.

Mechanical, cold, utterly devoid of creativity.

What made him even more despairing was that this kind of mathematics was the dominant force within the Wanfa Sect.

Fortunately, with the Carefree's withdrawal from the world and no one to oversee the overall situation, their sect's mathematics still had room to exist.

But just a month ago, this "room" was increasingly shrinking. A True Disciple named Wang Qi broke the balance and the Master of Calculation brought up that ambitious plan again. And when Wang Qi's arrogant statement, "Reviewed, it's all nonsense," spread, he and a few other loyal disciples of his sect were already outrageously angry.

Especially when they learned that Wang Qi was merely a Banished Immortal.

They didn't know about the rivalry between the Mathematics Lord and the Master of Calculation, nor about the bet. But they had a sense of pride. That pride drove them to band together as a sect, leave the Wanfa Sect, and come to the Divine Capital. They felt they must teach Wang Qi a lesson. freёweɓnovel.com

He knocked on the gate of this courtyard, having heard from his sect mate stationed in the Divine Capital that Wang Qi might be working at the Empirical Department. The comments of a true Inheritor about Chen Feng flashed through his mind, filling him with disapproval.

Coward, even colluding with Banished Immortals...

After the door was pushed open, he saw a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

"Is this" Chen Feng?

He masked the disdain in his heart and shouted loudly, "Here, who is Wang Qi?"

Chen Feng, having a Divine Skill similar to telepathy, had already sensed the unfriendly intent in his voice. With a tone tinged with impatience, he asked, "Who are you?"

"Wanfa Sect, Jiang Lin." As Jiang Lin walked into the courtyard and saw Wang Qi and a few Qi Cultivation disciples from Tianling Ridge, he asked again, "Where is Wang Qi?"

Wang Qi understood and smiled, "I am."

Jiang Lin casually swiped his hand, producing a bright red challenge letter: "This is a challenge letter. We plan to challenge you to a duel in three days." As he spoke the last word, the challenge letter flew toward Wang Qi like a spinning wheel.

Wang Qi originally wanted to seize the challenge letter in Shenzhou. Chen Youjia, knowing that Wang Qi's condition was not very good, took it first. Chen Youjia's overly young appearance was quite misleading, and only then did Jiang Lin notice another Foundation Establishment Cultivator present. He caught sight of Chen Youjia and exclaimed, "Senior Sister Chen…"

Chen Youjia casually passed the tactical letter to Wang Qi, waved her hand to indicate that this matter had nothing to do with her, and then stepped aside. This action somewhat displeased Jiang Lin, who thought to himself, "Is this guy freeloading?"

Wang Qi's expression was as if he wasn't holding a challenge letter but an invitation instead. His tone carried a hint of pleasure, "A contest of letters or arms?"

The Arithmeticians still had the rules for a literary contest. This type of duel involved posing problems to each other to see who could solve them first. The only rule for posing problems was that the problems had to be original, and the proposer must know the solution.

"As you wish," said Jiang Lin, his face mocking, "Just to clarify beforehand, this time seven of us have come, led by the Foundation Establishment True Disciple Qin Chuanhe. If it's a literary contest, he will be taking part—just don't use the 'Twenty-three Questions of Ximen' as your shield."

"So, if it's a combat duel, it's with Qi Cultivation Disciples?" Wang Qi's eyes gleamed dangerously. "Literary duels are too troublesome, I prefer straightforward combat."

"Heh, your Qi Cultivation Skills are really poor, giving up your only commendable theoretical advantage just like that," Jiang Lin scoffed with a smile. "Three days later, we'll wait for you at the Eastern Suburb Training Ground." He glanced at Wang Qi again, smiling, "You can hardly stand straight, I'll take the liberty of postponing it a few days—seven days later, at Da Lian Xianglong Camp's training ground in the Eastern Suburbs. We've rented the arena for a day, show up if you dare."

"Alright then," Wang Qi's eyes were clear as water.

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Watching Wang Qi gorge himself, Chen Feng sighed heavily, "Wang Qi, you are really too impulsive!"

Wang Qi was voraciously nibbling on a piece of succulent lamb. While eating, he responded, "If someone slaps my face, isn't it right to slap back?"

"Aren't you worried about losing? You should know the difference a year can make at the third stage of the Nourishing Life Mastery, right?" Chen Feng tapped the table, "Can you imagine the strength you'll have in a year? If the you now and the you a year later were to fight…"

"The me a year later could kill me instantly?" Wang Qi was unconcerned as he fished for another two-ounce piece of lamb from the pot—it was a dish much like a dry pot. He continued while eating, "Those people are not as good as me."

"Where does your confidence come from…" Chen Feng shook his head, "And you don't seem surprised at all by their arrival?"

Wang Qi went for a third piece of meat. Chen Youjia knocked his chopsticks away and pushed another bowl of vegetable soup towards him, "You should eat dishes in combination to enjoy the flavors."

Wang Qi slurped some of the vegetable soup, "You're exaggerating, really. I've seen the strongest among my peers, way stronger than this guy today."

Wang Qi always believed that Ai Changyuan could crush all Qi Cultivation Cultivators, and being stronger than Ai Changyuan himself, he couldn't possibly lose against his equals.

Chen Feng was astounded as he observed Wang Qi. He then noticed that Wang Qi's spirit and physical strength were recovering at an incredible rate.

Just from eating a bit of food?

No, it wasn't that. It was the Lower Divine Power of his Life Flame within him. The Life Flame uniquely could not generate matter from nothing, but once the ingested protein-filled items replenished the body, vitality was instantly restored. If he maintained an uplifted and cheerful mood, his spirit would also quickly improve.

Emotionally uplifted? He wasn't hurt or demoralized at all? Had he just drained his spirit before?

Chen Feng suddenly felt that Wang Qi might actually have a chance to win?

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