Chapter 63
Jiang Chen shook his head, noth thinking it a big problem. He walked towards the center of the Profound Theory Palace.
There stood a big column with a dragon carved on it. The carving was true to life, especially its eyes, where were mounted with gems. The radiance emitted from them gave viewers the illusion that they were really looking at them.
Eight pedestals were standing around the column, on which some small characters appeared. They were neither inscribed nor written onto the pedestals, but looked like they were projected and formed by lights.
Jiang Chen approached to take a closer look. They were tasks.
Once a task was fulfilled, the corresponding characters on the pedestal would disappear automatically.
Both the details and the corresponding contribution awards were described. At the same time, the risk was also described, and there were warnings that disciples in low states should think twice before claiming certain tasks.
From a rough look, Jiang Chen saw the degree of difficulty of the tasks were different.
“Great.” Apprentice Brother Zheng gnashed his teeth and left.
“Wait!” Jiang Chen suddenly stopped him and said, “Don’t you have anything to say to me?”
“You don’t deserve it,” Apprentice Brother Zheng sneered.
“Let me sort this out. You came up to me and threatened my friends. And you want to walk out of here so easily?” Jiang Chen walked up to him, a smile on his face.
“I’m always direct. What do you want?” Apprentice Brother Zheng said.
Pah!
Jiang Chen went up to him and slapped him, to everyone’s surprise. The slap was so powerful that he was bleeding from his mouth.
“My slaps always hurt like this. What do you want?” Jiang Chen taunted him.
Silence. There was only silence.
No junior disciples dared to slap senior disciples.
But Jiang Chen did.
“Looks like this Jiang Chen isn’t a coward. This is getting interesting,” people thought to themselves.
“B*stard!” Apprentice Brother Zheng was shocked, too. He rubbed his sore cheek. His eyes were blazing like fire. He threw his fist at Jiang Chen.
However, Jiang Chen dodged easily. He said, “You’re only in the completed late stage of the Gathering Yuan State. How dare you behave so arrogantly before me? Don’t you know that I just killed a guy in the late stage of the Gathering Yuan State?”
If Ning Haotian wanted to go against him, he wouldn’t show any mercy, either.
“You are courting death!” Apprentice Brother Zheng shouted angrily. He started to exert his genuine yuan.
“What are you doing? Are you going to fight in the Profound Theory Palace?!”
At that moment, an old man’s voice came from a corner of the palace. A small old man was sitting in an armchair and squinted at them.
“Elder Wu.”
He looked like an average old man, but Apprentice Brother Zheng respected him a lot.
“Jiang Chen started it first,” Apprentice Brother Zheng said with fury.
“Elder, I slapped him because he didn’t watch his tongue. I didn’t even use my genuine yuan. I hadn’t intended to fight with him at all. Instead, it seemed like he wanted to kill me.”
Jiang Chen had the rules in mind. He took advantage of their loopholes.
“Elder—” Apprentice Brother Zheng tried to refute the accusation immediately.
“Enough. Zheng Ping, you provoked Jiang Chen first. It’s your fault. As for your hatred, restrain yourself before me,” the elder interrupted him impatiently.