Chapter 5: A Casual Strike of 8000 Jin, Not Even Qualified for Outer Sect!
"I'm still far from the selection standard for outer sect disciples. It's honestly embarrassing for the sect."
Xiao Cui sighed with a look of inferiority on her face.
But when those words reached Zhu Zhuqing's ears and the ears of the billions of viewers across the Douluo Continent, they exploded like thunder!
Boom!
"H-how much?!"
Zhu Zhuqing's pupils shrank sharply, and even her voice changed pitch.
"8000 jin?!"
Xiao Cui blinked.
"Yes. Eight thousand jin. Pretty weak, right? My senior sisters can casually strike with tens of thousands of jin."
Douluo Continent, Shrek Academy.
Dai Mubai, who had just been about to drink some water, instantly spat it all over Tang San's face.
Tang San froze completely, ignoring the water on his face as he stared rigidly at the screen, locking onto the self-deprecating young girl.
"8000 jin?"
"How is that possible?!"
Tang San's mentality collapsed.
His proud Clear Sky Hammer martial soul was known as the world's number one tool martial soul, with extremely domineering power.
Yet his current strength, even at maximum effort, was only a few hundred jin!
Even a pure strength-type Soul Douluo like Tai Tan of the Strength Clan, when going all out, would probably only reach a few thousand jin of power.
But this girl, who called herself talentless, a lowly servant, could casually produce 8000 jin with a single strike, while her senior sisters easily produced tens of thousands?
And she called that weak?!
Then what were they?
Cripples?
Heaven Dou Imperial Palace.
The Seven Kill Sword martial soul in Sword Douluo Chen Xin's hand trembled uncontrollably.
He glanced at Bone Douluo Gu Rong beside him and gave a bitter smile.
"Old Bone, could your defense withstand a punch of tens of thousands of jin?"
Bone Douluo swallowed nervously, his expression ugly.
"If I don't use my ninth soul skill… probably not."
Despair.
For a moment, a deep despair spread across the entire Douluo Continent.
So, in this higher-dimensional world, even a servant girl sweeping the floor possessed strength capable of crushing their Titled Douluo.
Was this the difference between dimensions?
"Um… Miss Xiao Cui."
Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, suppressing the storm raging in her heart, and asked cautiously,
"Where exactly is this ship going?"
Xiao Cui pointed toward the distant end of the clouds ahead, her eyes revealing fanaticism and reverence.
"Back to the sect."
The Primordial Immortal Court!
"It is the absolute ruler of the Great Wilderness within a million li. A supreme holy land!"
"And our sect master… that supreme being…"
At this point, Xiao Cui lowered her voice, as if afraid of disturbing a divine existence in the heavens.
"I heard that Lord is an Immortal King giant who has lived for countless ages!"
"A truly unfathomable existence that cannot be gazed upon or even described!"
...
Primordial Immortal Court, deep within.
This place did not exist within the mortal world.
It was an independent small world carved out within the void.
Purple qi stretched thirty thousand li across the horizon as auspicious radiance erupted in countless streams.
On floating immortal islands, waterfalls cascaded down cliffs while immortal cranes danced through the air.
At the very highest point stood the Primordial Divine Hall.
Inside it,
A young man dressed in white lay lazily on a reclining chair woven from the branches of a Dao Comprehension Tea Tree.
His appearance was so handsome it bordered on demonic beauty. His eyes were deep like the starry sky, and when they opened and closed, it was as though the river of time itself flowed within them.
No terrifying aura radiated from his body. At first glance, he looked like nothing more than an ordinary young noble.
Yet, if a true immortal-level powerhouse were present, they would be horrified beyond measure.
Because the space surrounding this young man was constantly forming and collapsing.
Each breath he took was a cycle of birth and destruction for an entire small world.
This was the master of the Primordial Immortal Court.
A transmigrator who had lived in the Perfect World for endless ages and had long since ascended to the realm of an Immortal King.
Jiang Chen.
"So boring…"
Jiang Chen yawned lazily and casually picked up a crystal-clear grape from a jade plate beside him, tossing it into his mouth.
The grape melted instantly upon entering his mouth, transforming into a surging longevity essence.
If placed outside, a single grape at the level of an immortal medicine would cause Supreme experts to fight to the death and trigger catastrophic dark turmoil.
But for Jiang Chen, it was merely a post-meal fruit.
"System, anything interesting from today's sign-in?" Jiang Chen asked lazily in his mind.
[Ding! Report to host. Today's sign-in rewards: one incomplete True Dragon Immortal Medicine, one ancient scripture from the Era of the Emperor's Fall, and one crate of Happy Water.]
"Happy Water again?"
Jiang Chen rolled his eyes and waved his hand casually.
A crate of cola from his previous life on Blue Star appeared before him.
At his current realm, longevity was no longer a goal, and invincibility had long since become loneliness.
The only remaining amusement was reminiscing about his past life or cultivating forces to see if he could raise a few powerhouses capable of walking alongside him to the very end of this cruel Perfect World.
"Hm?"
At that moment,
Jiang Chen's previously half-closed eyes suddenly opened slightly.
He sensed it.
At the mountain gate of the Primordial Immortal Court, a faint ripple of strange energy had appeared.
An aura that did not belong to this world.
"An aura from another domain? No… too weak. Weak like an ant."
A hint of curiosity arose in Jiang Chen's heart.
At the Immortal King realm, a single sweep of divine sense could cover the heavens and countless worlds.
Even a mosquito flying into the Immortal Court could not escape his perception.
Buzz!
Jiang Chen did not even move.
With a mere thought,
His gaze instantly pierced through layers of void and barriers of the immortal palace, descending directly upon the bronze warship that had just arrived at the mountain gate plaza.
With that single glance, he saw the black-clothed girl cautiously following behind Xiao Cui with a shocked expression.
"That girl…"
Jiang Chen's gaze lingered on Zhu Zhuqing for a moment.
"As expected, there are no runes or caves within her body. She cultivates an extremely crude soul power system?"
"Martial soul: Hell Spirit Cat?"
Jiang Chen paused.
As a transmigrator, memories long buried in his mind were suddenly stirred.
"Black clothes. Young appearance, yet… ahem… cool temperament. Cat martial soul."
"And such a pitifully weak cultivation system."
"Could it be…"
Jiang Chen straightened his body slightly as a playful smile appeared on his lips.
With a thought, he activated the Great Karma Technique!
Instantly, a nearly imperceptible thread of karma extended from Zhu Zhuqing's body.
It pierced through endless storms of space-time and connected to a distant, fragile bubble-like world.
In that world,
Blue Silver Grass was wrapping around everything.
A hammer was smashing wildly.
A group of people were playing around with something called soul skills.
pfft…
Jiang Chen could not hold back his laughter.
"Douluo Continent?"
"That so-called lowest-tier fantasy world where even God Kings can't lift one hundred thousand jin?"
Jiang Chen was surprised.
He had never expected that this extremely dangerous Perfect World, where battles frequently destroyed heaven and earth, would intersect with the child's-play-like Douluo world.
"Interesting."
"So the spatial fluctuation I sensed earlier was caused by some kind of connection forming between the two planes?"
Jiang Chen tapped his finger lightly against the armrest as his gaze swept over Zhu Zhuqing again.
At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing stood completely stunned before the towering mountain gate of the Primordial Immortal Court.
The gate was forged from two dead stars.
Even now, it still carries the gravitational field of the stars themselves.
Without the formation neutralizing it, simply approaching it would crush someone into minced meat.
"And there's even a sky screen broadcasting everything live?"
End of Chapter