PMG 2 Chapter 59: Song Zhuang’s Strange Support
Edited by RED
The white-bearded old man gave twenty-thousand Goldly stones to Lin Feng and smiled at him broadly. Lin Feng had proved how strong he was. He had even been able to exchange a few strikes against Holy Fourth, not bad!
“Thank you very much, Master,” said Lin Feng, taking the Godly Stones. He immediately absorbed the strength of five thousand Godly Stones. It felt incredibly good. He had never felt that before.
He now felt even stronger. As expected, the Godly Stones were incredible!
“Your name is Lin Feng?” asked the old man. He seemed interested.
Lin Feng nodded and smiled, “Indeed, Master.”
“Don’t call me Master, call me Uncle,” replied the old man, shaking his head hastily and smiling wryly. Lin Feng immediately understand what the old man’s social status was.
Boom, boom, boom…
Rumbling sounds spread in the air. Holy Fourth Mo Da groaned with pain and was blown away. Song Zhuang recalled his energy and landed on the ground.
Unicorn jumped over and caught Holy Fourth Mo Da. His face was ghastly pale.
“Who are you?” Mo Da didn’t understand. Song Zhuang was much stronger than him!
Song Zhuang was incredibly strong, but Mo Da didn’t understand. When he looked at Song Zhuang, he had the impression they were both at the same level, Low-Level Holy Emperors.
“I am me. Hehe!” said Song Zhuang, smiling easily.
Mo Da looked glum. He held his arm and shouted, “I won’t forget what happened today. We’ll meet again!”
Then he quickly left the Exchange Center with Unicorn.
Everybody was astonished. Who had managed to make Holy Fourth Mo Da flinch? Holy Fourth was one of the weakest holy cultivators, but not just anyone could fight against him.
Lin Feng and Song Zhuang had both humiliated Holy Fourth today!
Lin Feng walked over to Song Zhuang. He was wondering who he was, but didn’t ask since Song Zhuang didn’t want to tell him.
“Unicorn left, unfortunately. He didn’t even call you grandpa!” said Song Zhuang, smiling playfully at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng smiled indifferently, “It doesn’t matter. I just wanted to teach him a good lesson.”
“Hehe, you’re right, but if he had called you “grandpa”, it would have been fun!” Song Zhuang laughed.
Lin Feng burst into laughter too.
“Alright, let’s win some Godly Stones since we’re at the Exchange Center,” Song Zhuang said to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng nodded. He didn’t mind. Losing didn’t matter here, anyway.
“Alright, let’s do it,” said Song Zhuang. He jumped onto another battle stage, wanting to earn mre Godly Stones.
Lin Feng also jumped onto another battle stage.
One hour later, Lin Feng had fought fifteen battles and won thirteen. He had won 23,000 Godly Stones already.
Song Zhuang had fought twenty battles and had won all of them, forty thousand Godly Stones. Everybody looked at him with admiration. Nobody dared fight against him anymore, thinking he was too incredible a warrior.
Lin Feng had done quite well also. Apart from two Low-Level Holy Emperors, nobody could win against him.
Song Zhuang and Lin Feng put all their Godly Stones in their rings and left the Exchange Center. They jumped into the shuttle and rose into the air.
“Lin Feng, these Godly Stones are for you,” said Song Zhuang, giving his forty-thousand Godly Stones to Lin Feng.
Lin Feng didn’t understand, he asked, “Why, brother Song Zhuang?”
“I hope you can become stronger quickly, it’s part of my duties,” said Song Zhuang. Lin Feng was startled.
“Who are you?” asked Lin Feng. Why did Song Zhuang help him so much?
Song Zhuang accelerated, smiling at Lin Feng and saying, “You don’t need to know too much. You just need to know that some people want you to become strong as quickly as possible,” said Song Zhuang. He drove the shuttle faster and faster. In less than ten minutes, they were back at the main territory of the Gods Sect.
Song Zhuang then gave the shuttle to Lin Feng.
“Keep it. You can also use it to leave the Gods Sect to gain experience. Without a shuttle, you would waste too much time.”
“Why do you want to help me?” asked Lin Feng.
If Song Zhuang didn’t give him a satisfying reply, Lin Feng would not accept the shuttle nor the Godly Stones. Lin Feng didn’t like to rely on other people.
Song Zhuang knew how Lin Feng was, he just smiled and said, “I know you have many doubts. If you win the Gods Sect’s Holy Cultivators’ Great Competition, I’ll tell you the reason, alright?”
“Holy Cultivators’ Great Competition?” Lin Feng didn’t understand.
“Indeed, if you become a Holy cultivator, you’ll be qualified to know my real identity,” replied Song Zhuang.
Lin Feng still had many questions, but he nodded. No matter what, he needed to become stronger anyway.
“Alright, if you say so, Song Zhuang,” said Lin Feng. He knew Song Zhuang didn’t mean him any harm, anyway.
Lin Feng accepted the shuttle and the Godly Stones. Then, Song Zhuang also told him about the Holy Cultivators’ Great Competition.
Lin Feng was stupefied, because it was indeed something unusual. Amybody could try and become one of the five holy cultivators by challenging one of the existing ones. Therefore, if Lin Feng challenged Holy Fourth and won, he’d become Holy Fourth; if he challenged Holy Third, he’d become Holy Third.
Lin Feng was excited.
“Holy Fourth Mo Da should be careful!” said Lin Feng with a broad smile. He could already imagine himself killing Holy Fourth.