The Mecha Driver Is a Cultivator

Chapter 146: Chapter 97: The Limit Within the Ink Heart

As Qin Jin’s voice echoed simultaneously.

Beside Candle Kite, four information boxes faded away, leaving only the last one.

For a moment, Qin Jin’s gaze lingered above.

[Gu Huang]

[Celestial Human Guide]

After a brief pause, Qin Jin quickly stepped out of the room, walked to the courtyard, and opened the door through the terminal.

Beside him.

Candle Kite floated alongside him all the way.

Qin Jin’s gaze was fixed on the entrance.

As the villa door opened, a tall figure stepped into the courtyard.

The high boots stepped on the ground, yet silently.

Qin Jin glanced over, immediately speaking: “Hello, Teacher Gu.”

Celestial Human Guide, Gu Huang.

Surprisingly, she was a woman.

She was dressed in a black combat suit, donning battle armor, without makeup, with a cold and clear face.

There was a beauty mole at the center of her brows.

Her black hair was tied together, the ponytail draped over her back shoulder.

Qin Jin’s attention was drawn to her waist.

On her specially made belt, there was a sheath tied. The sheath was in black and white, distinctly separated, with a long saber within.

“A Celestial Human Realm martial artist who uses a saber, huh.”

Qin Jin muttered in his heart.

As Qin Jin looked at her.

Gu Huang was also appraising him.

Seeing Qin Jin’s attention fall on her waist to the long saber, she raised her hand, gripping the hilt, gently lifting it.

In Qin Jin’s eyes.

A streak of blazing light swayed upward, illuminating his view.

The instant the light lifted, it instantly became quiet around, and with Qin Jin’s focus, centering on Gu Huang, the area where they stood had all colors stripped away, leaving the world looking like ink in black and white!

Ripples spread as if water waves flowed.

He seemed to have entered another dimensional world.

Beside him, Candle Kite’s figure was also dyed in ink color, appearing as if not entering here.

Qin Jin watched this scene.

Without any concealment at all, Qin Jin’s spiritual power intuitively sensed a vast, power level beyond his comprehension, a terrifying force surging out from the woman before him, maintaining this ink-wash painting world.

“Is this the Martial Arts Celestial Being?”

Qin Jin murmured in his heart.

He had only heard about the Martial Arts Celestial Being in words, never encountering one in person.

“Qin Jin.”

Gu Huang stood on the other side of this ink-wash painting world, gazing at Qin Jin as she slowly spoke.

Her voice was inherently soft, but with a hoarse tone, adding a layer of resilience to it.

“You should have learned some information from Candle Kite.”

She gently opened her mouth, her voice echoing in this ink world: “Academy’s Celestial Human Realm martial artists need to choose students to guide, and periodically select [exclusive disciples], establishing a mentor-student relationship and leaving a legacy.”

“This is the academy’s rule, and also our martial artist’s rule.”

“Qin Jin, you have prospects of reaching the Innate Realm before enrollment, quite talented.”

“I have my eye on you.”

“In this batch of students, you are my current top choice.”

She was straightforward and direct, gazing at Qin Jin: “I won’t hide from you; I’ve only recently entered the Celestial Human Realm, my foundation cannot be compared to other Celestial Human Guides.”

“But precisely because of this, I have yet to establish any mentor-student relationships.”

“If you can become my disciple, I will teach you wholeheartedly. In the Martial Arts Realm, passing on to young generations is an extremely important aspect, and I won’t give you any opportunities to disgrace me.”

“However…”

At this point, her tone slightly shifted: “You’ve shown talent in cultivation speed, but martial arts is not just about it; combat power is also a crucial aspect.”

“Same level, even similar individual attributes, yet can exhibit vastly different combat power.”

She raised her hand, using her finger as a brush, painting in the air.

With her movements.

The ink color in the ink world was drawn in, transforming into a lifelike ink lion, which let out a low roar, leaping forward, stopping between the two.

“If you are willing to become my disciple, then use your methods to attack it.”

“I will set limits in my heart; as long as your performance surpasses the limit, you will be my inaugural disciple in Martial Abyss.”

“If you aren’t willing to seek a newly ascended Celestial Human as a guide, just express your intent on a spiritual level, and you can leave here.”

“Just treat it as if I never came today.”