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The sound of the dragon\'s chant reverberated through his mind, forcibly dispersing the dizziness, and Xue Jing\'s Consciousness instantly regained clarity.

He clenched his right hand into a fist, as Power from the True Dragon surged into the fist\'s edge, and he threw a Rising Dragon Fist toward the Mountain Demon\'s chin.

"Bang——"

The Mountain Demon was propelled straight into the air, a good seven or eight meters off the ground, before beginning to fall freely.

"What!?" He was utterly shocked.

How could it be, that this young man\'s Consciousness Intensity was high enough to resist a Sound Wave attack to this extent!?

Xue Jing looked up at the Mountain Demon in the air and said softly,

"Perhaps the times have changed."

"But you——you don\'t represent the era."

He raised his right hand and swung a palm, lightly grazing just beneath the Mountain Demon\'s chin as it landed.

Compared to the previous two powerful punches, this palm strike seemed to have no force at all, not even causing the Mountain Demon\'s body to flinch.

But the Mountain Demon, who was still lively even in mid-air, suddenly rolled his eyes back after this palm strike and convulsed twice upon hitting the ground, then moved no more.

All kinds of martial arts, this is——Soft Power.

If your Protective Membrane is sturdy, then I won\'t strike it, but rather, send Power directly inside you to erupt.

Even if the Membrane is miraculous, able to block most of the infiltration of Soft Power, to knock someone unconscious, you don\'t need much force anyway.

A gentle tap on the chin, that\'s enough.

Xue Jing looked down at the Mountain Demon, now in the sleep of a baby, and murmured to himself in a voice only he could hear,

"You don\'t represent the era, whereas I, will eventually reverse the era."

After putting on his display of confidence, Xue Jing pinched his chin.

"So what did he want from me?"

Just as he was wondering whether to wake the Mountain Demon up, suddenly from somewhere within the Mountain Demon\'s body came a noise like that of a radio switching channels.

Then, a female voice sounded.

"The consciousness of the Mountain Demon has been interrupted, it seems he\'s not your match."

That was a calm and low female voice.

Xue Jing\'s expression did not change, but he merely asked, "Who exactly are you? What do you want with me?"

"Just wait a moment, I\'ll be right there," the woman\'s voice said.

Xue Jing frowned slightly and said indifferently, "You\'d better hurry."

"I won\'t make you wait long——"

The female voice disappeared, as if the \'phone\' had been hung up.

"Jing, is it over?" Pei Youguang called out loudly from a distance.

The fight between Xue Jing and the Mountain Demon, though long in story, did not actually take much time, just a matter of seconds.

But despite the brief duration, the two Pei Clan brothers observing were thoroughly entertained.

Exciting, thrilling.

Xue Jing grabbed the Mountain Demon by his black vest and dragged him to the side of the sedan, propping him up against the rear tire.

"So what did he actually want with you, Jing?"

Pei Youguang asked, puzzled.

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted out, "Could it be some kind of official mysterious organization\'s test for new recruits that you read about in novels?"

"To demonstrate the organization\'s power and methods to the new recruit, defeat them, and then tell the recruit that if they join, they can have all these too..."

Pei Tiancheng chuckled from the side and said, "You\'ve been reading too much fiction."

"I think it seems quite likely," Pei Youguang scratched his head.

Xue Jing kicked the Mountain Demon lying at his feet and said flatly,

"Hey, since you\'re already awake, get up."

He had used his full strength with that Soft Power palm strike, but since he wasn\'t very skilled with it yet, most of the Power had been dissipated by the Mountain Demon\'s Protective Membrane, leaving only a small amount to penetrate to the chin.

Therefore, even though it had caused the Mountain Demon to faint, the injury was not severe.

Sensing a subtle change in the rhythm of the Mountain Demon\'s breathing for an instant, Xue Jing instantly knew the man had woken up.

"..."

The Mountain Demon, upon hearing this, could only open his eyes and stop pretending to be unconscious.

He felt a bit embarrassed, reached up to touch his chin, and twisted his head saying, "… it really hurts."

"Don\'t change the subject, talk about the matter at hand,"

Xue Jing said.

"Um…" the Mountain Demon looked at Pei Youguang and his brother, and said:

"You two, go take a walk somewhere else."

The Pei brothers exchanged glances, nodded their heads, and without saying much, walked away.

Once they were far enough away, the Mountain Demon finally spoke:

"Actually, that chubby kid wasn\'t wrong; I do come from an official organization, and I did intend to invite you to join, which is why..."

He hadn\'t finished speaking when Xue Jing shook his head to interrupt him.

"I\'m not interested in joining any so-called secret official organization — especially not now."

Xue Jing looked at the Mountain Demon.

"After meeting you, I\'m quite dissatisfied with your organization\'s style and have no interest in joining. Couldn\'t you have just honestly invited me? There\'s no need for all these roundabout tricks."

Even if he were formally invited, he wouldn\'t join anyway. He was quite content with his life at the moment, practicing martial arts, developing at a steady pace, occasionally undertaking containment missions to level up his Divine Skills—how comfortable that was.

Why join any official organization?

The Mountain Demon scratched his head: "Don\'t be so quick to refuse; I admit there are some issues because our branch specifically handles anomalies related to the \'Intersecting Boundaries\', the danger level is rather high, which inevitably brings more pressure and makes our style of conduct more reckless."

"But there are also many benefits, like this B1 Protective Membrane implant on my body, which is military-grade Alien Implant. Ordinary people, no matter how rich, can\'t get their hands on it. You\'ve felt the effects yourself. Just this one Alien Implant is equivalent to two or three decades of Horizontal Training Kung Fu that you martial artists practice."

"There\'s also a supply of safe, tested Banned Drugs; once you join us, you will become stronger at a speed that you can\'t even imagine."

The Mountain Demon stood up and patted the dust off his military pants.

"You might think you\'re a genius; this I admit; I\'ve seen your data. You\'ve been practicing martial arts for just over a month and managed to defeat me. When it comes to talent alone, there are few people I\'ve met who can compare with you."

"But you\'ll soon realize that humans have limits... your current rapid progress will suddenly slow down at some point, and the closer you get to that limit, the slower it becomes until eventually, it stops completely."

The Mountain Demon said meaningfully, "At that time, you\'ll understand just how limited the Old Martial Arts are."

"That feeling when you can no longer make progress will drive you absolutely insane. Even people with the strongest of convictions, once they realize there\'s truly no path left to tread, will sink into despair."

"The physical body of original humans is just such an uninteresting thing..."

After listening, Xue Jing simply smiled.

"You\'re right; however, I refuse."

"To burst you Transformed People with the pure, natural human bodies you view as weak flesh, using nothing but your own blood and bones, I find that more interesting," he said softly.

The Mountain Demon rolled his eyes.

"Alright, as long as you\'re happy. One day you\'ll know how ignorant you are at this moment, and then you\'ll realize how rare this opportunity was."

At that moment, the Mountain Demon\'s expression changed, and he reached behind his ear to press something.

After a bit, he looked up at the sky and pointed in a direction with his hand.

"The captain is coming, look over there."

Xue Jing followed his finger to the horizon.

In the clear sky, only a few clouds floated, and there, like a drop of ink in an oil painting, a small black dot was gradually growing larger.

Xue Jing focused his gaze and, with his strong static vision, locked onto the black dot, seeing it clearly.

It was a person.

A woman, clad in a black skin-tight tactical suit, flying through the air without any assistance from machinery.

She was flying towards them at great speed.

Xue Jing\'s eyes showed surprise.

Flying, breaking free from the bonds of gravity, was one of humanity\'s ultimate dreams.

"How about that," said the Mountain Demon, seeing the fleeting surprise on Xue Jing\'s face, and he couldn\'t help but speak with pride.

"Even with a hundred or a thousand times more talent, even if you trained in martial arts for a hundred years, you could not fly into the sky or escape through the ground; you would still be a mortal bound by gravity."

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