Night Without End

Chapter 1417 - 592: Madman Unseen for Eight Thousand Years (Part 4)

The Chairman naturally couldn’t just surrender; runes lit up all over her body, like clusters of bright divine flames, intending to burn through all the golden threads.

However, despite her brilliant methods, it was too late.

Qin Ming’s golden silk first broke through her outer armor. With a clattering sound, pieces of armor were forcibly torn apart by the golden silk, exposing her body.

With a sputtering noise, the golden threads penetrated her body, causing blood to splatter.

Even so, the Chairman did not yield. It was clear she was very powerful in her past; even at this juncture, she was resisting, her blood turning into rainbow light to cut the golden threads.

Qin Ming raised his hand, releasing more golden silk that bound her, holding her captive in the night sky.

Then, a series of black vortices appeared before Qin Ming’s right hand, consuming the vast amounts of divine material inside the Chairman, weakening her.

The Chairman’s pupils contracted, and she immediately became quiet, no longer struggling.

"I once overlooked the world, how could I be defeated?" Her body instinctively told her to never admit defeat; she could overpower all opponents.

However, the reality was that she was tied up.

At the last moment, Qin Ming showed mercy, not driving all the golden threads into her body.

The Chairman was in a daze, having a premonition. She seemed to have never encountered such a situation; being captured alive was indeed a unique experience.

"How is it?" Qin Ming asked, holding her with one hand as he descended towards the ground of Black and White Mountain.

"What a pity, the Mountain Master... didn’t lose!" The talking sparrow murmured from afar.

Then it fluffed up its feathers, almost standing on end.

Qin Ming glanced at it from afar, as if it had been struck by lightning.

At the same time, the Red Squirrel was also muttering, "Got outdone by Uncle Qin... again."

Then it shut up, feeling as if electricity coursed through its body.

On Qin Ming’s body, the Taichu Thunder Seal spread, affecting them.

"What level has the Mountain Master reached? He actually heard us from such a distance when we were just murmuring."

...

Qin Ming landed on a high mountain, placing the Chairman on the ground, asking, "Are you willing to yield?"

The Chairman was dissatisfied; she was merely beginning to awaken and had forgotten many techniques. Moreover, the Ten Thousand Acupoints Enlightenment Technique she used was abruptly interrupted halfway through.

However, when she considered that he had confronted her with just one hand, she swallowed her words.

She was not someone who would easily bow her head; indeed, the muscle memory in her body reminded her never to do so. Yet now, after some thought, she could put her pride aside; defeat was defeat.

The Chairman did not answer but first asked a question: "Can I challenge you again in the future?"

"No problem." Qin Ming readily accepted. Having such a formidable warhorse from a bygone era revived beside him, to continually "motivate" him was no bad thing.

However, he would need to control the risks.

In no time, he thought to place her body wrapped in broken cloth for "cooling" at intervals, her consciousness momentarily "nurtured" under the golden silk parasol.

"Master..." The Chairman felt ashamed; even though she had just revived, she was sensitive to these terms, as previously only others addressed her this way.

Her Light of the Soul undulated, saying, "Next time when I challenge you, if I win, our roles will swap."

Qin Ming smiled indulgently, saying, "World-dwelling perfection has become my heart’s regret; I yearn for a defeat."

Those same words again; even losing, the Chairman’s brows arched. Despite her defeat, she longed to battle him once more, finding this Madman somewhat unbearable.

But her current state did not permit it; she was exhausted and very weak.

Qin Ming’s mind wandered slightly; what was this powerful Chairman’s past identity?

Even such strong individuals couldn’t attain immortality; only leaving their bodies to this age, it seemed ancient ultimate powerhouses didn’t end well either.

"The great figures of antiquity, all faded into desolate endings; the path of ultimate strength is truly cruel," Qin Ming pondered back to eight thousand years ago.

Soon, he returned to his senses.

Seeing the Chairman had revived, Qin Ming wanted her to cultivate on her own, to see what path she chose and what kind of divine material she would cultivate.

"What is the origin of the True Scripture you practice?" The Chairman cautiously asked, genuinely concerned, always feeling some techniques seemed familiar but were not the same as in her memory.

Qin Ming replied, "I merge all technique and developed my own unique Chaos Force."

The Chairman’s eyes flickered, wanting to speak but hesitated.

Qin Ming immediately saw her thoughts and said, "Do you want to study it?"

The Chairman nodded, "Indeed, I want to understand, but I wouldn’t pry."

"Why not? True Scripture emphasizes exchange." Qin Ming said.

He did desire to discuss the Ten Thousand Acupoints Enlightenment Technique with her because some casting methods were not reflected during the operation of the True Scripture.

The Chairman showed a look of astonishment, "You are willing to demonstrate your True Scripture?"

Qin Ming smiled, "I can even teach you. I’m only worried you might not master it."

The Silk Scripture True Meaning is not a secret that cannot be shared, and everyone’s merging technique differs, leading to different paths practiced.

This time, it was the Chairman’s turn to smile faintly, with unparalleled self-confidence through her brilliance, "In this world, there’s no True Scripture I cannot master."

Qin Ming looked at her, "If you can’t master it, what then?"

The Chairman’s gaze shone brightly, "If this cultivation technique can stump me, I shall whole-heartedly yield to you."

"Good, remember your words, I’ll first pass you half a volume." Qin Ming tapped a finger on her brow.

After noting it down, the Chairman quietly contemplated it.

Qin Ming looked at the dense night sky, contemplating whether to embark on a journey soon.

Moments later, the Chairman looked up, her flawless face carrying a confident glow, "I should have results within two days, or as soon as tonight."

"Really? I greatly anticipate it." Qin Ming smiled radiantly and added, "If you can master it, tracing back eight thousand years, you are among those who can stand by my side."