C130 (1/2)

After a long while, Chu Ling finally stood up slowly.

In reality, even though he was injured, it could not be considered to be too heavy. Also, even though he was chilled to the core by the final bolt of purple lightning, he still received quite a bit of benefits.

After all, to cultivators, Lightning Tribulation was a calamity and a fortuitous opportunity. For example, Chu Ling's body that had been struck by lightning, although it was just a single strike, it had caused his body to be much tougher than normal cultivators.

For the current him, forget about the sudden increase in strength after a breakthrough, even if he were to use his sword to stab the cultivators with Ninth Level of Vein Opening Stage, he wouldn't be harmed in the slightest right now.

If it was Chu Ling who was wearing the stone armor, then the number of cultivators in the same realm who could injure him would not be many.

Chu Ling only thought about it carefully. He knew that since he had entered the Heaven Understanding Stage, the might of the Dragon Marking Sword would definitely be completely unleashed. For the top one hundred in the Hundred Sect Competition, it was already a piece of cake.

Chu Ling only cleaned up a little before changing back into his clothes and returning to the skinny man's side. The only thing that left him somewhat embarrassed was that his previous head of black hair had already been completely burnt black, and even quietly curled up.

Originally, he had planned to shave it off. However, after thinking about his bald-headed appearance, he feared that he would become even more comical. Thus, he decided to give up.

Thinking to this point, Chu Ling bowed to the skinny old man seriously, and then said: ”Since Senior is not willing to tell Chu Ling about what happened that year, then Chu Ling will not inquire any further.

But this time, the reason why Chu Ling was able to enter the Heaven Understanding Stage at the Great Perfection Stage, was all thanks to senior. Chu Ling thanks you once again, if senior has anything that you need Chu Ling to do, please do not hesitate to tell me! ”

After Chu Ling finished speaking, the skinny man laughed lightly and said: ”Actually, you don't have to thank me for today's matter. Perhaps, even if I don't make a move today, with your innate talent, with just a little bit of time, you would be able to enter the Perfection Stage as well.

As for the matter back then, I have already told you that you knew it too early on unintentionally. However, I can only tell you that if you want to know the truth of your father's death back then, you must enter the top one hundred of the Hundred Sect Competition.

As for the other things, I do have one thing to ask of you. ”

”Senior, please speak your mind,” Chu Ling said.

”If you can ever meet a girl named Zhuo Baixuan with a purple wind bell tied to her sword, you can tell her that I've let her down!” The skinny man blankly stared at the sky as he spoke.

Seeing this, Chu Ling let out a faint sigh, and directly agreed to it. After that, he no longer bothered with the skinny man's reminiscing, and after directly saluting, his body flew out of the Valley of the Hidden Wind.

What Chu Ling didn't know was that after he left, the skinny man's dragon-shaped iron rod that was originally in his hand quickly flew back up, and directly nailed it onto his right arm.

What Chu Ling did not know was that the price for using the Heaven-Shaking Eighteen Strikes wasn't the Spiritual Energy, but the withered man's remaining lifespan.

”It looks like I don't have much time left!”