Super Strong Little Divine Farmer

Chapter 2390: Chapter 2391: Bai Ning

This left Lin Chen feeling quite melancholy. He originally believed that, even if he wasn’t stronger than Wang Hao, he could at least hold his ground for a while. But now it seems he was indeed mistaken.

Wang Hao had immersed himself in the Sword Dao for such a long time. How could Lin Chen, with only a few months of practice, catch up to him?

Not only in understanding but also in many other aspects, Lin Chen was far inferior to Wang Hao, and thus the sword skills he displayed were naturally far behind as well.

Though not yet defeated, it seemed Wang Hao had been holding back, not wanting to embarrass him in front of the crowd.

Even to the discerning observer, it was clear that Lin Chen was not Wang Hao’s match, and his defeat was only a matter of time. Lin Chen was keenly aware of this.

"I lost."

Lin Chen said softly.

After he spoke, the pressure around him suddenly eased up, and the Spiritual Energy that had been besieging him dissipated in an instant, showcasing a masterful control.

"Still not bad, looks like you’ve put in a lot of effort into this strike."

Though Lin Chen had lost, Wang Hao didn’t take it to heart. He stepped forward, patted Lin Chen’s shoulder, and smiled with satisfaction.

"Still not as good as the master."

Lin Chen shook his head, furrowing his brows in deep thought, pondering the differences in the sword technique Wang Hao had used earlier.

"These were insights I had some time ago, but certain elements hadn’t connected yet. After the last battle, I made some modifications, and the result is quite good."

Wang Hao noticed the doubt in Lin Chen’s eyes and explained.

Lin Chen nodded, looking at Wang Hao with admiration. Creating one’s own techniques was different from others. A slight mistake could significantly reduce its power, or worse, cause a backlash of Spiritual Energy in the Dantian, leading to devastating consequences for the cultivator.

Even in the Green Ripple Sect, with its vast collection, the insights gained over countless generations were hard-won through reflection and crisis.

This difficulty is imaginable, yet Wang Hao continued to experiment and refine, demonstrating extraordinary perseverance.

"Ah, not again! I only left for a moment, and you’ve made such a mess again!"

As the two were conversing, a furious voice suddenly came from afar. Soon, a figure rushed over quickly.

Seeing the dents in the ground and the fallen volumes, the person was infuriated.

"Can’t you fight outside? Every time it ends up like this, it’s so troublesome."

The person was very angry, speaking harshly, making his snowy white beard stand up.

This old man was Bai Ning, the caretaker of the Library Pavilion.

Bai Ning had always thought he had a good temperament, but ever since he encountered this troublemaker here, he had become easily irritable.

And the one to blame for all this was none other than Wang Hao in front of him.

No big deal happened when others studied the collections here, but Wang Hao was different. Whenever he had an insight, rather than waste time running back and forth, he would want to resolve it on the spot.

But every time Wang Hao unleashed his sword skills, they were extremely powerful, turning the Library Pavilion into a mess.

This time, Bai Ning had just stepped out for a short while, and it had turned into this state.

"I got carried away, couldn’t help it."

Wang Hao chuckled, seemingly quite familiar with Bai Ning, paying no mind to his words. Watching Bai Ning’s indignant look, he then said, "With Uncle Bai here, what trouble would there be?"

Bai Ning was so upset he laughed. After a moment, he sighed lightly, feeling somewhat helpless.

What could he do?

He was just the one looking after the Library Pavilion. His strength wasn’t exceptionally high, though it was enough to handle ordinary people.

But against a rascal like Wang Hao, he was at a loss.

"Sigh."

Bai Ning sighed softly, glanced at Wang Hao with displeasure, and said no more.

He merely raised a hand, and a surge of Spiritual Energy flowed out. As it did, the disarrayed volumes on the ground were drawn back to their places on the shelves.

In a short while, the books were returned to their rightful places.

But the dents in the ground couldn’t be undone.

"One day you’ll tear this place apart. Maybe you should leave sooner."

Bai Ning lamented.

"Next time, I promise I won’t do it again."

Wang Hao vowed sincerely, fearing he would be kicked out. After all, here he could immerse himself in training fully, and being expelled would mean losing the opportunity to draw from the collections, which was not what Wang Hao wanted.

"Humph, remember what you said."

Bai Ning swished his sleeve, turning away.

While walking away, he chuckled inwardly. Though he might not be able to defeat Wang Hao, at least he could apply some pressure with his authority.

Of course, Bai Ning didn’t really want Wang Hao to leave. Wang Hao’s talent and determination were evident to him. Someone like him was undoubtedly a blessing to the sect. How could he be driven out?

However, if Wang Hao continued like this, with his increasingly powerful self-created sword techniques, it was only a matter of time before this place was demolished.

The bookshelves had prohibitions to prevent damage, but other things did not. The granite floor, while sturdy, couldn’t withstand a cultivator’s destruction. With Wang Hao’s bouts, the damage was inevitable. Bai Ning would be in trouble then.

"It seems I’ll have to keep a closer eye on him, not allowing such reckless behavior to continue."

Bai Ning thought, feeling distressed. If so, wouldn’t he lose all his personal space? Bai Ning grumbled.

"Ahem, it’s okay, just be more careful next time."

Wang Hao, looking at Lin Chen, felt it might tarnish the master’s reputation. He then lightly coughed, covering his mouth and offered an explanation.

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