Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years
Top Tier Providence, Secretly Cultivate for a Thousand Years - Chapter 695: Terrifying Potential

Chapter 695 Terrifying Potential

“Dragon… Dragon…”

The old woman looked at the dragon head that emerged from the sea of clouds and stammered.

Her arms trembled. Fortunately, she maintained her last bit of rationality and hugged the child tightly.

The five-clawed golden dragon looked down at the old woman with cold eyes.

Just as the old woman was about to collapse, the five-clawed golden dragon suddenly transformed into a golden light and quickly shrank before falling.

The old woman hurriedly retreated in fear. The golden light landed in front of the wooden house and transformed into a golden halberd. The blade pierced into the soil. The golden spear trembled slightly and looked extremely handsome under the sunlight.

“Waa—”

The swaddled baby suddenly wailed. Its voice was even louder than before.

He raised his hands and waved them in the direction of the golden halberd as if he wanted it.

The old woman looked at him and then at the golden halberd. She couldn’t help but be stunned.

Although she was a mortal, she knew that she was in trouble.

This child was definitely the reincarnation of an Immortal God!

Twenty years later.

In the wilderness, a strong young man was brandishing a golden halberd.

He wore a robe supported by tiger skin. His movements were ferocious and filled with strength. He was handsome, but there was a sinister aura around him. His slightly messy long hair scattered in the wind, and his eyes were red. He was very terrifying.

Several hundred meters away, a woman walked down the mountain path. On her right arm was a bamboo basket containing all sorts of fruits.

She waved at the muscular youth and shouted, “Ling’er, it’s time to go home and eat.”

The muscular youth paused and suddenly turned around. He transformed into a gust of wind and arrived in front of the woman in the blink of an eye, taking the bamboo basket from her.

“Mother, I’ve already said that you don’t have to go up the mountain. Although I’ve killed all the ferocious beasts and demon beasts nearby, the mountain is steep. What if you fall and get injured? Besides, this amount of food is not enough to even fill the gaps between my teeth,” the muscular youth grumbled.

His name was Qin Ling. He was already twenty years old this year. With his extraordinary talent, even if he didn’t know any cultivation techniques, his physical strength still increasing day by day. Two years ago, he had tried to sever a small mountain that was hundreds of feet tall. It was world-shaking.

The woman smiled. “I know, but I can’t stay idle.”

The mother and son began to talk as they walked.

The woman mentioned, “Ling’er, I don’t have much ability, but I’ve already written to your grandfather and recommended you to cultivate in the Holy Land of the Human Race. Your potential will definitely make your grandfather like you. When the time comes, don’t talk back to your grandfather. When you’re outside, you have to…”

She began to nag.

Qin Ling frowned and was a little unhappy. He had been with his mother since he was young and had a strong resistance to relatives.

He said disapprovingly, “Mother, I don’t need to cultivate. I can become stronger with a swing of the halberd every day.”

The woman shook her head. “Ling’er, don’t you know how big the world outside is? Powerful cultivators can fly into the sky and enter the ground. They can pluck the stars and move the moon. Can you do that?”

Qin Ling was speechless.

“In addition, don’t you want to find your father? You have to go out sooner or later. While you’re young, you can rely on your potential to obtain an advantage. Otherwise, when Mother dies of old age, you will be delayed if you go out,” the woman said worriedly.

At the mention of his father, Qin Ling couldn’t help but clench his fists, his eyes filled with anger.

His father had always been a sore point.

He did not understand why his father had abandoned them.

When he was young, he had sworn that he would find his father and ask him.

He wanted his father to regret it!

At this moment, a white cloud flew over from the horizon. It was very fast. Looking carefully, a gray-robed middle-aged Daoist was standing on the cloud. He held a wooden staff and looked very sagely.

He quickly landed in front of Qin Ling and his mother. Qin Ling was so shocked that he stood in front of his mother.

This was the first time Qin Ling saw someone riding a cloud.

“What do you want?” Qin Ling asked in a low voice.

The gray-robed Daoist sized him up with surprise.

What powerful blood essence!

It was already comparable to an immortal!

Amazing!

The gray-robed Daoist smiled. “I’m a Loose Immortal of the world. I traveled the myriad worlds and was passing by this place when I sensed your blood essence and felt that your potential was not bad. Are you willing to acknowledge me as your master? I’ll bring you to cultivate and pursue longevity.”

Qin Ling frowned.

The woman hurriedly said, “Thank you for your kind intentions, Immortal. My son already has a master. I’m afraid he can’t acknowledge you as his master.”

She had already introduced her son to the family, so she naturally would not hand him over to unfamiliar cultivators.

The gray-robed Daoist frowned.

Qin Ling’s eyes burned. “You’re a Loose Immortal? Then, can you fight me and let me sense your strength? Of course, you can’t fly. I can’t fly for the time being.”

The gray-robed Daoist couldn’t help but laugh. “Of course.”

Since they could spar, there was hope!

He wanted to conquer this child with powerful spells!

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Qin Ling asked his mother to retreat. Although the woman was worried, she understood her son’s personality and could not dissuade him. She could only leave.

After her mother left, Qin Ling pulled out the golden halberd on his back and rushed toward the gray-robed Daoist.

The moment the golden halberd appeared, the terrifying murderous aura shocked the gray-robed Daoist until his pupils dilated.

A Dharma treasure!

Qin Ling was extremely fast and slashed with his halberd.

The gray-robed Daoist raised his hand and pointed. His index finger easily blocked the halberd blade. A few centimeters away, his Dharmic powers formed an invisible and firm barrier, causing Qin Ling to feel like he had slashed at an iron wall.

Qin Ling became excited.

This was the first time he had encountered an opponent since he was young!

He attacked crazily. There were no gorgeous spells, and his moves were random. He relied on speed and strength.

The gray-robed Daoist easily blocked with his finger every one of Qin Ling’s moves.

However, his smile gradually disappeared.

He was shocked to discover that this kid was getting stronger and stronger, causing his blood to surge.

Qin Ling suddenly jumped up and raised his halberd and smashed it down with all his might.

The gray-robed Daoist caught it with his palm. His Dharmic powers erupted, but he was still sent sliding back. His feet drew two small ravines dozens of feet long on the grass.

Qin Ling continued to pursue, his strength becoming more and more domineering.

The gray-robed Daoist had no choice but to raise his wooden staff and fight Qin Ling.

Although he was shocked, he did not lose his composure. Otherwise, with a spell, he could instantly kill Qin Ling.

At the same time.

In the sky, two people were watching the battle from the clouds.

It was Han Yu and his disciple, Tian Yong.

Han Yu looked down and asked softly, “Do you see anything?”

Tian Yong frowned. “There’s something wrong with his body. There’s an extremely domineering power in his body. There’s also something wrong with that halberd. It’s formed by a Deity Realm Golden Dragon.”

Han Yu sighed.

If not for Li Daokong’s voice transmission, he wouldn’t have known that such a prodigy had appeared in the Human Race.

This child was only twenty years old, but he could already fight against immortals. His potential was definitely terrifying!

“When the battle is over, go down and take this child as your disciple,” Han Yu instructed.

Tian Yong frowned even more and said, “Master, I don’t want to take in a disciple. I still have to cultivate.”

Han Yu rolled his eyes. “You take him in and I’ll teach him. Alright?”

Tian Yong’s brows relaxed.