Chapter 44

Pant! Pant!

In his private gravity chamber, Qin Peng was swinging the lightsaber in his hand. Although the lightsaber was extremely light, it felt as heavy as a mountain in Qin Peng's hands at this moment. The gravity in the entire chamber was fifteen times normal, making even the lightest objects feel heavy.

Under this gravitational pressure, Qin Peng gradually comprehended the transformations of each move in the Blazing Sun Sword Technique.

Each time he performed the technique, Qin Peng had a special insight.

The heavier the gravity, the more he felt a sense of exhilaration. At this moment, deep in his heart, even the most advanced technology could not detect that his heart was being dyed golden by some cells.

With a slight change, the golden light immediately disappeared, then reappeared, and when it reappeared, the golden area had clearly increased.

The immortal cells were evolving, or rather, transforming and modifying Qin Peng's heart.

Qin Peng was unaware of all this. Even though he sensed the presence of immortal cells in his heart, he never imagined what kind of impact they would have on his body.

At this moment, Qin Peng's hair and eyebrows were regrowing. The abundant essence could continuously stimulate his hair to regrow, and it didn't take long.

He stopped using the fiery body tempering method because he discovered a serious problem. Although his combat power and defense had increased after fiery body tempering, his body had become less flexible, even stiff.

Realizing this, Qin Peng stopped this training method. He wanted balanced development, not just brute strength without flexibility.

The human body is all about balance; the yin and yang, the five elements, must not be out of harmony. Once they are, the body will have problems.

Noticing this, Qin Peng stopped the fiery body tempering method. He didn't abandon it but realized that such a crude method was not suitable. Although he had abundant essence and could rely on healing potions, the cultivation method was still wrong, and practicing it would inevitably lead to flaws.

Fortunately, Qin Peng had noticed this issue in advance. After some training, the stiffness and discomfort disappeared.

Cultivation must proceed step by step; taking shortcuts can have disastrous consequences!

With a clear goal in mind, Qin Peng no longer rushed. He calmly followed the steps, practicing and comprehending the Blazing Sun Sword Technique bit by bit. This technique was more difficult than the Four Dragon Combat Techniques, but the first two moves were simpler.

He continued until it was time to leave school, then he left his private training room.

On his way home, Qin Peng suddenly thought that he should buy a car. After all, he was now an elite student, and his parents were about to move into the elite district. It would be embarrassing to continue as he was.

Thinking about this, Qin Peng shook his head slightly and muttered to himself, "It's too early to think about these things!"

When he got home, he noticed that his parents were not there. He was startled, thinking something might have happened. He quickly logged into his private account and saw a bunch of messages. It turned out his parents were registering in the elite district.

Relieved, Qin Peng wasn't very hungry, so he returned to his room. He gently patted his abdomen and suddenly remembered the Shadow Blade hidden in his Niwan Palace.

He had never tried to use the Shadow Blade before.

Thinking about this, Qin Peng's mind stirred, "But how do I take the Shadow Blade out of my Niwan Palace?"

As soon as this thought arose, there was a sudden whoosh, and Qin Peng felt a cool sensation in his abdomen. His clothes were torn, and a dark, slightly blue-glowing flying sword appeared before his eyes.

This is the Shadow Blade?

Qin Peng reached out to grab the Shadow Blade. It felt icy cold to the touch. The sword in his hand was very different from when it was in Tigras' hands. First, its size had noticeably decreased, and the runes on it were neatly arranged, looking like intricate patterns.

"Lightbrain, activate radar scanning. Alert me immediately if anyone approaches the house!" Qin Peng ordered the Lightbrain.

Beep!

The Lightbrain immediately started working, and Qin Peng began to study the Shadow Blade carefully. Since obtaining the Shadow Blade, he felt a connection with it and could control it at will.

The Shadow Blade had three effects: it could change size, fly, and split into numerous sword shadows.

After a brief test, Qin Peng found that the Shadow Blade could grow up to ten meters in his hands and shrink to the size of a chopstick. It could fly within a five-meter range according to his will, but beyond that, it became sluggish. As for splitting into shadows, it seemed beyond his current capabilities.

It can change size and fly, but can't split into shadows?

Qin Peng frowned. He was very clear about the Shadow Blade's effects. He remembered that in his immortal state, the shadows he split were countless, and with just a thought, he could turn Tigras into minced meat.

This was partly due to his immortal state, but the Shadow Blade's effects were also terrifying.

"Can the Lightbrain analyze the Shadow Blade?" Qin Peng asked the Lightbrain in his mind.

"Unable to analyze. Insufficient owner permissions!" The Lightbrain's cold voice replied.

"Insufficient permissions again. When will I have the permission?" Qin Peng asked, somewhat annoyed.

"To obtain the necessary permissions, the owner's combat power must exceed 100 and reach the True Dao realm," the Lightbrain's mechanical voice continued.

"Combat power over 100!" Qin Peng sighed, feeling a bit helpless. "Although my combat power is increasing rapidly, breaking through 100 is no easy task. Many people get stuck at this level and can't advance."

Despite his confidence, he didn't know when he would break through.

"Owner, please note. Someone is approaching, and they are using a shielding system!" Suddenly, the Lightbrain's voice echoed in Qin Peng's mind.

Qin Peng immediately stopped his actions. The Lightbrain scanned the surroundings, and an image of a man in black appeared in Qin Peng's mind, standing at his front door.

The black clothing could easily block body heat and had a certain degree of invisibility.

"Who is he?" Qin Peng asked, frowning.

"He is an assassin from the Dark Night organization. His Lightbrain is unique to the Dark Night organization. Please note, the probability of the target attempting to assassinate you is over 80%!" The Lightbrain's response surprised Qin Peng.

"Assassinate me!" Qin Peng narrowed his eyes and asked, "What is his combat power?"

"Combat power 15.36!" The Lightbrain's voice was cold.

"Got it!" Qin Peng exhaled, his eyes growing colder. He knew this matter wouldn't end easily. It must be Wang Yang causing trouble.

"Wang Yang, hmpf, you think such a petty trick can get rid of me?" Qin Peng clenched his teeth, glanced at the Shadow Blade in his hand, and tossed it. The Shadow Blade whistled and positioned itself in a corner of the ceiling, ready to strike.

He had tested the flying sword's speed, which could reach 400 meters per second, far exceeding the speed of sound.

After doing this, Qin Peng lay on the bed, adjusting his breathing to appear asleep. However, the Lightbrain was emitting a special audio signal, creating a real-time image of the surroundings in his mind.

Here he comes!

The door opened silently, and the man in black slowly entered the room.

Clearly, he was a professional assassin. His movements were slow and silent, and Qin Peng didn't even detect a hint of unfamiliar scent. Once inside, the man didn't rush to act but waited for three minutes, observing Qin Peng.

Qin Peng's performance was impeccable, showing no signs of suspicion.

Time ticked by, and suddenly, the man moved. A blue dagger appeared in his hand, and he lunged at Qin Peng like a gust of wind, the blue dagger aimed at Qin Peng's neck.

Thud!

Qin Peng's eyes snapped open. The blue dagger was less than half an inch from his neck, but the man was frozen in place. A dark sword had pierced his back, pinning him to the ground.