Immortal In the Front Chapter 7

"Why, don't you want to help?" The servant was very honest. He couldn't tell what was wrong with Nolan Rong, and he didn't know that the latter was already worlds apart from him. Otherwise, even if the servant had a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to speak to a fifth-level spiritualist in this tone.

Nolan Rong didn't intend to be polite anymore. He grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the stone forest.

He was clearly walking, but at an extremely fast speed.

"Where are you taking me? I'm telling you out of kindness, don't be ungrateful. You should know that Brother Victor Luo has always been at odds with you. If you don't go this time, he will definitely not let you off easily." The servant felt that his arm bones were about to crack, and he couldn't break free because of his excessive strength. When did this man have this kind of strength!

Nolan Rong activated the Earth Collapse Technique and pressed his fist against the pitch-black rock, using only 30% of his strength. There was no sound, and the stone was visibly caved in. To the servant, this was so shocking that he only touched it and found that the depth of the fist mark left by Ethan Ye when he was a third-level spiritualist was almost the same!

The servant's face suddenly changed, his whole body stiffened, and he could hardly believe what he saw.

A second-level spiritualist is far from being able to do that. Only a third-level spiritualist with extraordinary talent can leave a mark by using all his strength to strike, but Nolan Rong can do it too!

"Look carefully, and don't bother me anymore in the future."

Thinking of the name Ethan Ye, Nolan Rong's good mood was swept away. He grabbed the servant's head and pressed it against the stone, resisting the urge to crush the head in his hand, and slammed it against the black stone twice.

"Remember, everything I said before doesn't count."

The stone was hard and angular, and it caused his head to be broken and bleeding. The moment he let go, the murderous aura disappeared into thin air. The servant was covered in cold sweat and fell to the ground in exhaustion. When he came to his senses, Nolan Rong was gone.

He looked up with empty eyes, and the concave fist mark was shocking.

Having escaped from the gates of hell, the disciple wiped the blood from his forehead and hands, his breathing became rapid and his vision went dark, and he almost passed out.

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"So, Nolan Rong is already a third-level spiritualist? He even learned the Earth-shattering Technique." Victor Luo stroked the fist print, which was right next to the palm print left by Ethan Ye when he was a third-level spiritualist. The depth was almost the same!

The Collapsing Earth Technique is a mid-grade yellow-level spell. It is not easy to master it.

The young disciples around him gasped.

A third-level spiritualist, isn't that the same as Victor Luo! In just half a year, he jumped two levels, and the third-generation disciples really lived up to their reputation. The resentment in the heart of the servant who had just been beaten disappeared without a trace, and he was a little shocked.

Wang Si hugged Victor Luo's feet and cried bitterly, with blood flowing down his head, looking very hideous. He was the fourth errand disciple accepted by Victor Luo. If it were not for the sect's rule against killing each other, he would have been dead if the injury was a little more serious.

Some disciples could not help but shudder: "Nolan Rong actually had the ability to break through the third level in just half a year, and he attacked Wang Si without knowing right or wrong. It shows that he is very cruel in his bones. His usual gentleness is just an act. In fact, he holds all his dissatisfaction in his heart and will definitely retaliate in the future."

Victor Luo's face was gloomy: "So what? I have already touched the fourth level barrier, and he has just broken through the third level. How can he be my opponent? It seems that he has not learned his lesson last time. He is just a stray dog   who got in through the back door. Since he is a toothless dog, he should behave like a dog. He should lie down obediently when he should lie down!"

Someone agreed, "Brother, you are right. Nolan Rong is a gentle person who never fights. He doesn't even make a big thing like a breakthrough public. I guess he wouldn't dare to go against you, brother."

Wang Si spat out a mouthful of blood. He did not dare to tell Victor Luo exactly what Nolan Rong said. He continued in a hoarse voice: "It is better to strike first!"

Victor Luo was already angry, and now he could no longer tolerate it.

"That's no longer the same Nolan Rong. He's scary. He can do anything. Last time..." Suddenly a low, hoarse voice sounded, abruptly interrupting their conversation.

Lucas Zhang was a relatively senior errand disciple, and had always been favored by Victor Luo. But since he came back last time, he had not been close to the courtyard where Nolan Rong lived. In the past few months, he was like a transparent person, and his flattery was not as smooth as before.

If he hadn't said anything, Victor Luo almost forgot such a person existed.

As expected, Victor Luo immediately frowned: "Nolan Rong is a cowardly person by nature. I don't believe he can be wiped out in just half a year. Breaking through two levels is indeed extraordinary, but he is only a third-level spiritualist, which is nothing. But he has become a little famous and really thinks he is lawless. I want to show him that there is always someone better. If he knows what's good for him, he should get off that position as soon as possible."

Wang Si suddenly felt that there was hope, and cried out, "Nolan Rong threatened me and almost killed me, Brother Luo, are you going to do it yourself? Brother, you must avenge me!"

Victor Luo's eyes were sinister. He naturally would not take the words of the little errand disciple seriously. He had always hated Nolan Rong to the core, and it had nothing to do with whether the latter was truly kind or hypocritical.

As soon as this person arrived, he took the position of the third-generation disciple that should have belonged to him, and he shamelessly occupied it for so many years. This account should have been settled long ago. In the past, no matter how he found fault with me, it was like punching cotton. Now at least he can fight back, which will bring good things.

"Of course my actions were not enough." Victor Luo smiled grimly, "Nolan Rong should thank me."

If you want to suppress him, you should cut off the signs at the very beginning, make him look up to you but be afraid to try. Once he loses all hope and his path becomes dark, his cultivation will completely stop and he will become a useless person!

Being able to leave a mark on a stubborn stone, one has to believe that Nolan Rong is really capable. Showing off one's bravery may backfire, unless someone else does it...

"I heard that Senior Brother Ethan Ye is interested in taking in a disciple. Now there is a good candidate, and he is ready."

Victor Luo narrowed his eyes slightly. Nolan Rong, Nolan Rong, it is really hard for you to work so hard to cultivate and advance in order to become a disciple. I hope your vision is not too bad.

When it comes to Ethan Ye, Victor Luo also feels a little powerless.

Some people are gifted, born superior to others, and can sit firmly in their positions without fighting, such as Ethan Ye. If he can enter the Shangqing Immortal Sect in the future, his future will be limitless.

The young disciple didn't understand why, but he still agreed: "Brother Luo is wise!"

"You two! Go and keep an eye on Nolan Rong and see what he is up to. Report to me immediately if there is any unusual movement." Victor Luo is still brooding over the last time he made a fool of himself in public.

It's not Pegasus urine at all. The spiritual energy is even richer than spiritual dew. If he goes back to retreat and has another breakthrough, it's a good thing. The key is where did Nolan Rong get it from...

The courtyard where Nolan Rong lived was close to the outer disciples' residence. The piece of rocky ground was right between the important area of   Qingshan Sect and Nolan Rong's courtyard. Except for the outer disciples and servants, the real inner disciples would not even pass by there. His character was already deeply rooted in the minds of others, and almost everyone thought he was easy to talk to.

It is not enough to express his attitude without making a public statement in front of everyone, otherwise he will always be disturbed by miscellaneous matters and his cultivation will be affected.

The Qingshan Sect will open its doors to new members in more than ten days. This is a good opportunity.

Nolan Rong made up his mind, and immediately went back to the house to change into an inconspicuous robe. He rushed down the mountain with his bag on his back and went straight to the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion.

The reputation of the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion is well known even in such a remote place. It cannot do big business, but unlike the black market where there are a mixture of good and bad goods, the prices here are clearly marked and at least there will be no fakes. Occasionally, some hidden treasures flow in and out, and the place is crowded with people day and night.

One yellow-grade foundation-building pill costs at least a hundred low-grade spirit crystals. It is considered a generous gift to a disciple. In the Qingshan Sect, only Elder Gregory Zhuangzhuang would receive such treatment when accepting a disciple. Even the sect leader has only given this gift once.

Nolan Rong walked out of the Treasure Appraisal Pavilion with the Foundation Establishment Pill. He only had twenty low-grade spirit stones left on his body. He put on his hood and went to the black market for a stroll.

"Come and buy it, come and see, fresh ten-year-old red fruit, only one top-grade spirit crystal!"

"Xun Zhen Iron, Purple Crystal Sand... are essential for refining equipment and setting up formations. You can exchange them for the inner elixir of monsters. Or you can take them away with 100 medium-grade spirit stones."

There are not many stalls in the black market, but the ground is filled with all kinds of goods. Some people shout loudly to attract attention, while others remain silent.

Most of those who sell treasures have extraordinary cultivation, and some have unknown origins. If they sell fake ones, they will disappear immediately. There are many disputes here, and most of those who cause trouble are independent cultivators. Most of the well-known Taoist cultivators will hide their identities. Generally speaking, as long as they don't go too far, no one dares to cause trouble here directly.

Even if you buy a fake, you will feel angry and can only blame yourself for your bad luck.

Nolan Rong was fiddling with a short stick with intricate patterns carved on it. It was part of a halberd, but the spiritual patterns had been broken and it had become scrap metal, what a pity.

"You have a keen eye for identifying gems. This is the arrow that matches the Supreme Bow. The patterns engraved on the arrow are extraordinary. Try it on any bow and you will surely hit the target." The seller rolled his eyes.

Nolan Rong sneered when he heard it. Although he was not proficient in spiritual patterns, he could still understand some of them. The slightly pointed tail of the halberd was said to be a bow and arrow, which was purely misleading to the layman.

This statement attracted quite a few people to gather around, and the seller became more and more excited as he made up a story: "There is only one left, if you want more, it will be gone. This is a perfect divine arrow made of Daluo gold, and it only costs 120 middle-grade spirit stones!"

"This thing is good," a man carrying a longbow came over and stared at the thing in Nolan Rong's hand, and said contemptuously: "If you can't afford it, then I'll take it."

"Here you go." Nolan Rong pushed the thing to the person coming over and walked away without looking back.

"The ancient jade fragments that have just been unearthed contain supreme treasures. One piece costs only five hundred high-quality spirit stones. It's a one-time sale, first come first served, and no refunds." A shout came from the opposite side, attracting Nolan Rong's attention. There were quite a few people gathered there, pointing and talking.

"This is a rip-off. How can a supreme magic weapon be bought with 500 high-grade spirit stones? And it's a fragment of ancient jade. It's black and doesn't look like jade at all."

"Even if there is no magic weapon, this black jade is still a good raw material, and the bigger it is, the more valuable it is. This kind of fragment is not worth even a piece, let alone five hundred high-grade spirit crystals." Although he said so, many people were still tempted. This kind of fragment is half real and half fake, but as long as it appears, someone will buy it, because there are indeed people who have obtained the mysterious magic formula!

The old man in a grey robe sat upright, with thousands of grey-black fragments covered in dirt in front of him. They were of different sizes, and when put together they formed half of a Qi training diagram.

His eyes swept along the debris and fell on a pile of mud mixed with tiny black particles in the corner, and he felt a strange fluctuation.

Nolan Rong's eyelids twitched, he walked over calmly and picked up a piece of jade.

"The black jade is of good quality. Is it really newly unearthed?"