Creating Demonic Cultivation Techniques against Non-human Races-Chapter 38: On the Eve of the Martial Exam—Creating New Cultivation Techniques, Earth Sea City’s Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall, and the Raid on the Cultist Stronghold

Chapter 38: Chapter 38: On the Eve of the Martial Exam—Creating New Cultivation Techniques, Earth Sea City’s Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall, and the Raid on the Cultist Stronghold

However, witnessing this, those classmates’ eyes grew even more brazen, as if trying to prove themselves through such actions.

Confronted with such incremental provocations, Lin Ping’an, who perceived it all clearly, did not take any extreme measures.

He raised his head and looked around coldly.

In that instant.

All the classmates seemed to feel a death threat, their gaze immediately shifting away, no longer daring to continue with their brazen actions.

Afterwards, he lowered his head, closed his eyes, and continued to ponder matters related to the creation of cultivation techniques.

At this moment, the other classmates also lacked the courage to continue spying secretly.

After school, on the way out, he met students of the same school, who looked at him with the same expression as his classmates did when he returned to the class.

Some even hid at a distance, gathering in small groups, whispering among themselves.

"Isn’t that Lin Ping’an? The guy pretending to be a Civilization Master!"

"Hey! We’ve known him for a while! He was quite impressive a few days ago! Even stood on stage during the commendation assembly, now he’s probably scared witless by our cultivation speed!"

"Don’t even start! He looks decent enough, but he clearly doesn’t know his limits! Civilization Master? What a braggart!"

"It’s hilarious! Does that guy even understand what being a Civilization Master represents? Just spouting nonsense?"

"..."

Some were even more excessive, mocking him while secretly pointing fingers.

From afar, Lin Ping’an heard all of this, but he merely smirked at the gossip and no longer paid it any mind.

How can sparrows understand the aspirations of swans?

Their vision is only so limited.

Although Lin Ping’an never actively disclosed, they recklessly judged based on common sense when faced with uncertain matters.

They are simply too self-righteous.

In this world, there will always be certain geniuses who exceed the scope of ordinary imagination.

Moreover, Lin Ping’an is not only a genius with exceptional perception but also a hidden prodigy.

Even what was unveiled on the surface is merely the tip of the iceberg!

Unwilling to deal with those foolish classmates at school, Lin Ping’an decided to take a few days off.

Planning to use this opportunity to continue cultivating to strengthen his abilities, while simultaneously developing another new cultivation technique.

To be precise, the cultivation technique created this time will be the fourth real technique.

As for the recently devised Yellow Level Technique "Concealing Breath Technique," it was merely a simplified defective product of an already created cultivation technique!

In fact, it can’t be considered a genuine creation, at best it was an improvement.

At the current stage.

Cultivating: Yellow Level Technique "Painful Demon Body."

Attack: Earth Level Technique "Abi Dao Three Blades."

Concealment: Profound Level Technique "Stealth Technique."

Still lacking techniques for defense, mobility, burst aggression, survival... and other various aspects.

To become a fully-rounded, unstoppable super martial artist, able to attack, defend, and escape, Lin Ping’an decided to approach the creation of a fourth technique from other aspects.

Once all types are complete, and with safety assured, he will continue to develop further.

Recently, it’s unclear whether those cultivating "Painful Demon Body" have adapted or given up, but the rate of Civilization Value acquisition has significantly decreased.

This has also affected Lin Ping’an’s progress in creating cultivation techniques, slowing development efficiency considerably.

Although he could persist through his exceptional perception, it’s evident that it’s easier to live lavishly after living simply, but hard to live simply after living lavishly.

This realization alone makes him want to make a stir during the college entrance examination.

Although this might go against Lin Ping’an’s usual low-key principle, speeding up the creation of techniques and initial Civilization Value acquisition efficiency.

Taking on a bit of risk, relatively speaking, is worthwhile.

Especially since he has prepared so much in advance and patched so many holes beforehand.

Even if he makes some waves, there are enough excuses to muddle through without attracting much attention.

As time passes, the progress of the technique advances gradually.

10%... 11%... 12%...

Meanwhile.

Online, rumors of Lin Ping’an becoming a One Star Civilization Master spread, attracting increasing attention.

Among them are teachers from other academies and streetwise individuals.

Whether on the Celestial Dao Network or in real-life socials, discussions and debates never stop.

"Such a young Civilization Master has appeared; in the future, this high schooler named Lin Ping’an will certainly become the backbone of the Human Race!"

"Nonsense! This is pure fabrication! All fake news, just a mere high schooler, certified as a One Star Civilization Master, who would believe it!"

"Is the poster blindly opposing? Isn’t the cultivation technique name searchable on the Celestial Dao Network? Isn’t ’Concealing Breath Technique’ clearly up for sale?"

"Ridiculous! Have you really read that technique? What ’Concealing Breath Technique’? It’s pure trash! Calling it trash is praise! It’s only effective for Lower Third Grades and below! It’s easily seen through by Fourth Grade and above! Ha! What’s the point?"

"That’s right! I agree! I’m very doubtful that this was created by the high schooler named Lin Ping’an himself."

"Agree! I feel like maybe someone else created it and he merely stole certification for the fame; negative fame is still fame. He’s at best a clown who seeks attention."

"Yes, yes! Perhaps it’s from some Secret Realm relic; a high schooler creating a Yellow Level technique, does he have the martial arts knowledge for it?"

"Come on! You guys have such narrow minds!"

"Hmph? Such situations have happened before! Whether it’s true or false, we’ll find out in due time."

"..."

However, the online buzz had no effect on Lin Ping’an.

Because he doesn’t even look at it, nor does he ever care.

What do other people’s opinions have to do with Lin Ping’an?

He’s not living for others, just be himself.

That evening, as the night descended.

Outside the Dragon Elephant Martial Arts Hall, Earth Sea City.

A group of Martial Arts Association enforcement personnel surrounded and enclosed it tightly.

Following the unified command transmitted through earphones, they all activated their Qi Blood and moved swiftly like lightning to charge inside.

Instantly, the sounds of battle cries and slashing echoed throughout the surrounding streets.

"Kill!"

"For the glory of the Divine Sect!"

"Don’t move!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"Cultists, surrender; you are surrounded!"

"Damn! Kill them! Break through!"

"..."

Within the martial arts hall, the cultists were caught off guard, getting thoroughly thrashed by the well-prepared Martial Arts Association members.

Right as the fight began, they were pushed to a disadvantage.

In just a few dozen seconds, three Second Grade Realm cultists and seven First Grade Realm cultists were killed on the spot.

Moreover, more than ten unranked individuals were also casually disposed of.

Additionally, two Third Grade cultists and one Fourth Grade cultist were themselves caught in a bitter struggle.

The Martial Arts Association enforcers fighting them were overpowering them.

If not for taking careful measures to prevent escape, they might have faced serious peril of falling.

"Bang bang bang..."

"Boom boom boom boom boom..."

The continuous sound of fists meeting air filled the space, the floor of the martial arts hall flew up, turning into a mess in moments.

Various training tools, sandbags, strength meters, and even some parts of the building were affected by the skirmish, turning into debris and ruins.

Minutes later.

The remaining cultists were retreating step by step, about to be killed on the spot or captured.