Ace Of Terrans

Shi Lang was standing inside the Inner Court of the Martial Spirit Hall. He was facing Du Tian with a calm expression on his face despite throwing out the life and death battle match threat.

The latter, however, did not look too good. His face was pale when he looked into Shi Lang's indifferent eyes. A voice sounded in his mind, 'Pig Du, this guy dares to fight the elder of the Situ family. Are you crazy to get entangled with him as soon as he arrives here? Have your brain turned to mush, you swine!'

Du Tian woke up, and looking at the new comer he realized what he had just done. He smiled and said, "Junior Brother Shi Lang, you are misunderstanding my joke. How can I disgrace His Excellency, the Great Elder. Please forgive me."

Shi Lang snorted and said, "You cannot disgrace my Master even if you have ten times the skill you have today. You bring disgrace to yourself by trying to stand out and be fiddled by the likes of the Situ Family's bad disciple. Do you people not realize that your actions reflect on the image of your great houses? How can you shame your brave and talented ancestors?"

Du Tian was shocked, he did not expect the conversation to escalate as such. Shi Lang, who appeared to be aggressive was now making Du Tian look like someone who brings shame upon his family and ancestors by acting this way.

Not only was the newcomer surprised but even the disciples who gathered at the side were whispering with each other. Suddenly, a loud chuckle echoed in the surroundings. Du Tian frowned and turned around as he wanted to rebuke the person when he froze in his thoughts. He bowed his head and said, "Greetings, Senior Sister Ouyang."

The chuckle belonged to the lady. Shi Lang looked at her and smiled as he recalled his first army squad mate from the Special Divisions. He bowed and said, "I have seen, Senior Sister Ouyang."

The young lady ignored Du Tian and nodded to Shi Lang as she said, "Junior Brother Shi, I heard that you have a knack for forging, will you forge a nice weapon for me?"

Shi Lang was surprised and then nodded as he said, "As long as you provide me with the material I will forge you the best brawling gloves you have ever seen."

Young Lady Ouyang laughed out loud and said, "I, Ouyang Jing, like your attitude. Do Forging Grandmaster Shi. Please come tell me what will your fees be?"

Shi Lang waved his hand and replied, "I will not forge a Dao Weapon that easily, it takes a heavy toll on me Senior Sister. However, since I fail to fulfill your wishes, I will give you the brawling gloves as a gift and make friends. What do you say?"

Ouyang Jing smiled and nodded. The young lady had brawny arms and legs. She had much better muscle composition than men in the cultivation world. Although it was rare for women to have such a constitution. Shi Lang was sure, that if this bob-cut girl was to punch him with full power, even he might get injured.

Ouyang Jing said, "Come along, I will tell you about the inner court."
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Shi Lang looked at the two people who tried to make things difficult and thought that the time was not ripe. He nodded and said, "Senior Brother Du, if the misunderstanding has been cleared up, shall I enter the inner court?"

Du Tian's face turned green for a second before he laughed and said, "Hahaha, you surely jest, Junior Brother, please by all means, come in."

Shi Lang smiled as he walked forward, "I only jest with my friends, Senior Brother. From what I recall, we are not friends. I wish you a good day."

Ouyang Jing smiled and then she looked at the other guy who was supporting Du Tian earlier and said, "Ting Lan Hu, you better not try any funny tricks or you will have to deal with me."

The two young man nodded like chicks pecking rice. Shi Lang knew about Ouyang Jing's identity from when he had gone through the Upper Dragon list in the Inner Court. She ranked Seventh among the ten strongest disciples in the inner court.

Ouyang Jing was a good ally to have, however, it did not matter much to Shi Lang if she stayed indifferent from him.

The two walked away to some distance, and Ouyang Jing spoke after a brief introduction, "I learned what you did in the frontier city, you have admiration."

Shi Lang was surprised but he appeared to be calm and asked, "Why do you say so?"

Ouyang Jing replied, "Junior Brother, the Situ Family is the head of the three families. They are weaker then us, but they have people instilled in our families who can do a lot of damage and thus are able to force the four families in a passive position. You were able to stand your ground and even beat the shit out of their people. This is why I admire you."

Shi Lang shook his head and replied, "I did not do anything out of the ordinary. When a Tyrant runs rampant, blades are drawn. Heads fall to the ground and the blood stains the sky."

Ouyang Jing looked at him with a soft smile on her face as she said, "You are quite well versed in the art of poetry. Very well said. However, the person whose hand you took, that grand elder Situ, he was the one who led my mother to her current condition."

Shi Lang was surprised and asked, "What is your mother's condition?"

Ouyang Jing replied, "She is missing one soul."

Shi Lang was shocked, but then he calmed down and said, "You can try and get someone to refine the Soul Rejuvenation Pill, that should help, right?"

Ouyang Jing smiled bitterly and replied, "We have tried seven times, but the alchemists are unable to properly refine such a pill. The recipe of this pill is not perfect and unless the pill reaches the Tribulation Realm, it is wasteful."

Shi Lang nodded, and said, "Senior Sister, I am a tribulation alchemist, and I am sure you are aware of that, but I have yet to find the recipe of the soul rejuvenation pill. However, for the sake that you helped me today, I promise you, once I find the recipe, and master it. I will refine a pill for your mother."

Ouyang Jing was surprised when she heard this, but she knew that Shi Lang was not someone who would feed her sweet nothings. This young man had made his name with his skills.

She bowed to him and said, "I am forever indebted to you."

Shi Lang hurriedly held her up and said, "You think too much. When I fulfill the promise, that is when I will accept your bow."

Ouyang Jing then began to show Shi Lang around. The young man did not say that he was doing things for her. He had a selfish motive lying deep in his heart. Ouyang Jing took him to a tower and said, "Lo and Behold, the Martial Spirit Tower."

Shi Lang narrowed his gaze and Ouyang Jing said, "This is the specialty of the Martial Spirit Hall. The High Level Dao Artifact where the disciples go through various tests and try to connect with the spirits of the fallen heroes of the primordial ages. This is one of the requirements of getting on the Dragon list."

Shi Lang frowned and asked, "Does that spirit not take control over you?"

Ouyang Jing was surprised and then she burst out laughing as she said, "Junior brother, you have comprehended the Spirit of Slaughter, haven't you? Does it take control?"

Shi Lang shook his head and the girl said, "You will need to perceive the will of the fallen spirits by going through the trial to get an impartation. Out of the three hundred inner disciples, only thirty have managed to comprehend the spirits. However, the grades of the spirits is different as well."

Just when Shi Lang was about to say something, a lady in gray hair appeared next to him and said, "Disciple Shi Lang, you are summoned to the Alchemist Pavilion right away."

Shi Lang was surprised but he could not say otherwise and bowed to Ouyang Jing before leaving in a hurry. They quickly reached the Alchemy pavilion of the inner court and Shi Lang found a bunch of old men standing in a opposing stance with some burly old men.

The Terran almost slapped his own forehead, he had already guessed it when he heard loud voices, "How dare you try and seduce him over to your grass pavilion. He is a man, and a forge is where he is the most suited."

A sharp cold voice replied, "Says who? You worthless muscle mountain? If he stayed with your lot, he would grow into a dimwit, that is why my Alchemy Pavilion is the best place for him."

The people were fighting for Shi Lang to join their pavilions. This was a headache.