"What?"
"Wild Beast Abyss?"
A flash of shock crossed n Long’s eyes. Her delicate body trembled, and she stared wide-eyed in disbelief.
Before her eyes, Xu Yang’s figure gradually overlapped with that thirty-sothing Martial Artist!
It’s him?
How could it be him?
Damn it, it’s actually him!
n Long’s mind went blank; Xu Yang’s transmission just now echoed by her ear again.
"Miss n, sorry for destroying your Soul Device in Wild Beast Abyss; so today, I won’t destroy your new Soul Device."
So today, I won’t destroy your new Soul Device...
Pfft!
n Long trembled all over with rage, blood surging up, and spat out a dart of blood from her mouth.
Her pale jade-like face twisted in pain, turning vicious and monstrous, almost deranged.
"Aaaaaaaa!!!"
"Xu Yang!!"
"Either you die or I do!"
The sharp, wretched scream echoed through the heavens outside the War King’s Clan’s secret realm.
Inside the secret realm.
Shi Hu turned back for a glance, his expression odd, and said, "Anyone who doesn’t know might think you got n Long pregnant and tossed her away. She sounds so miserable."
"But seriously, what did you actually say to her?"
Xu Yang’s mouth twitched as he looked speechlessly at Shi Hu. What kind of comparison is that?
He shook his head slightly, "It’s a secret!"
"..."
Shi Hu rolled his eyes, not wanting to speak.
After ten breaths, he couldn’t hold it in.
"What was it, co on, tell ! I’ll do anything!"
He was itching so much it was unbearable.
The way n Long reacted was simply astounding.
With a pride like that, even humiliating her to her face probably wouldn’t get that kind of effect.
So, what exactly did Xu Yang do?
"Told you, it’s all a secret."
Xu Yang looked helpless.
Shi Hu clenched his fist, then finally let go.
He really couldn’t win in a fight!
Soon, the two of them arrived at Shi Feng.
The latter’s face was glowing with joy—the smile never left his face for a mont.
"Look at my father, beaming—this is the first ti I’ve ever seen him so happy."
"Today’s battle practically brings glory to the ancestors."
Shi Hu was full of emotion.
Xu Yang laughed, "Well, it’s a good thing, after all."
Shi Feng noticed the two of them, whispered a few words to the elder beside him, then walked over quickly.
"Xu Yang, from now on just focus on cultivating. Whatever you need, just ask—as long as the War King Clan has it and can do it." Shi Feng declared with grandeur.
"Thank you, Patriarch." Xu Yang was naturally delighted.
Shi Hu grumbled enviously on the side, "Now that you have a new person, you’re forgetting the old ones."
Bam!
With a miserable cry, Shi Hu was sent flying, crashing down beneath the secret realm tree.
The Martial Artists sitting in circles nearby glanced over, saw it was Shi Hu, grinned, and resud cultivating.
Xu Yang couldn’t help but laugh.
"Patriarch, after this, the War King Clan will probably be targeted in secret as well."
"I expected that—those without enough strength just shouldn’t go out, that’s all."
"In half a year, we’ll head to the Ancient Land of Fallen Immortals. Just endure until then."
"Besides, even if sothing does happen out there, who’s made of clay is not so certain!"
Shi Feng waved his hand wide, unconcerned.
He’d considered even more angles than Xu Yang.
Regardless—everything was to the War King Clan’s benefit.
"Also, there’s one more thing."
Shi Feng’s expression suddenly turned solemn.
Xu Yang paused, looking at Shi Feng, full of questions inside.
"Dongyang Profound Sect has refused."
"Looks like they’re siding with the Five Elents Celestial Realm!"
Xu Yang’s face changed instantly on hearing this.
Damn it!
"Patriarch, is there anywhere in the Spirit Realm where I can get Earth Spirit Milk?" Xu Yang gritted his teeth.
Shi Feng sighed inwardly and shook his head, "No."
"Earth Spirit Milk—there was so thousands of years ago; but it’s long since been snatched up and is extinct. The only place with it is the cultivated reserve within Dongyang Profound Sect!"
It had to be Dongyang Profound Sect!
Xu Yang’s expression flickered violently, then he forcefully cald himself, "Sorry to trouble you, Patriarch. As for this matter... once I’ve cultivated for a while, I’ll go to Dongyang Profound Sect myself!"
Shi Feng said solemnly, "If you want to go, I won’t stop you; as for the rest, don’t worry! When you get to Dongyang Profound Sect, you won’t be in danger!"
The War King Clan would be his strongest backing!
Xu Yang nodded subtly, cupped his fist and bowed, then walked toward the secret realm tree.
He wore a wry smile.
He hadn’t expected getting the Earth Spirit Milk would be so difficult.
As if every drink and every bite was preordained by fate.
He’d gotten Earth Spirit Milk for free, but in order to escape, had been forced to use it up.
Now, it was an ordeal of ten thousand obstacles!
"No matter what, I have to get it!"
Xu Yang’s gaze was firm as he strode under the secret realm tree and slowly sat down, cross-legged.
Buzz!
The instant he entered a cultivating state, Xu Yang imdiately felt his mind and soul being elevated to an astonishing height by a surge of dazzling, marvelous spiritual energy.
The Spirit River seed right before his eyes.
Intangible reflections lingered around his heart and mind.
Spirit marks within him shone with spiritual light, ready to burst forth at a mont’s notice.
Amidst this mysterious illumination, everything condensed gradually.
The sensation was even more wonderful than absorbing spiritual sources itself.
At the sa ti, incredibly pure Spiritual Qi—on par with spiritual sources—poured into his body nonstop.
Feeling this, Xu Yang secretly marveled.
It was exactly as the legends of the secret realm tree described.
Such effectiveness was truly horrifying!
And this was only because his cultivation wasn’t high enough yet.
If he reached Peak of True Monarch, what he could glimpse would be even more astonishing!
He might even stand within the Spirit River, absorbing its power, undergoing an unprecedented transformation.
Soon, Xu Yang eased his breath, cald his mind, and completely imrsed himself in cultivation.
Ti passed quietly.
In the blink of an eye, a whole month went by.
One day, ripples stirred within Xu Yang’s heart. He awoke from deep-level cultivation.
His cultivation seed stuck at a bottleneck now.
Five feet four inches of spirit marks!
In one month’s cultivation, four whole inches gained!
Utterly incredible.
His realm was raised too, but the distance to True Monarch Perfection was still considerable.
"This cultivation, in terms of foundation, equals more than half a year spent in a spirit pool filled with the finest Spirit Crystals. No wonder it’s called the secret realm tree!"
Let alone the four inches increase of spirit marks.
Suddenly, a fiercely oppressive wave jolted Xu Yang awake.
He opened his eyes. Off in the distance, a cross-legged figure shot to the sky, suspended in midair, exuding a suffocating, terrifying aura.
Above, a faint, ethereal image of a Spirit River hovered in the void.
At his chest, the spirit marks visibly solidified, transforming into a brilliantly lifelike spiritual intent like a jade-green leaf!
"Shenxiao!"
Xu Yang murmured in astonishnt.
"Hahaha! I’ve finally broken through."
"Stuck at the Peak of True Monarch for twelve years, and now, just one month under the secret realm tree and I’ve broken through!"
The powerful cultivator laughed sky-high with excitent. Seeing Xu Yang awake, he descended from the sky, bowed in gratitude, "Mr. Xu, thank you!"
If not for Xu Yang, there would be no secret realm tree—nor his breakthrough.
A Shenxiao Realm powerhouse bowing made Xu Yang quickly stand to dodge, "You mustn’t! Breaking through to Shenxiao Realm is surely thanks to the tree, but ultimately depends on your own fortune."
Listen to him—how nice a thing to say.
If I had enough fortune, would I have been stuck here for over ten years?
If it were Shi Hu, he’d probably be grinning ear to ear right now.
The strong man’s smile widened. He lowered his voice, "Whatever help you need in the future, just ask."
Xu Yang replied with a smile, "I certainly will!"
Watching the other leave, Xu Yang let out a slow breath.
This month, the number of War King Clan mbers breaking through to Shenxiao Realm was definitely more than just this one example.
A leap in strength!
"It’s been a month, ti to head to Dongyang Profound Sect."
With a determined look, Xu Yang got up and headed out.
Shi Feng ca flying over, looked at Xu Yang and laughed, "Ready to leave?"
"That’s right."
"Take these two things."
Shi Feng tossed over a jade bottle and a small black boat.
"A Spiritual Boat?"
Xu Yang’s eyes brightened.
"This is the specially refined Ink Cloud Boat. There’s a thousand strands of spiritual source stored inside—enough to keep up max speed for ten days, and that speed matches a mid-tier Shenxiao Realm!"
Hiss!
Xu Yang couldn’t help but smack his lips.
This was several tis more valuable than the Cyan Fla Boat!
"And in the jade bottle?" Xu Yang pressed down his excitent and looked at the three pills inside.
"Super-Grade Celestial Monarch Elixir. In a whole month only three could be made." Shi Feng grinned with pride.
Pills of this grade—only the seven top-tier factions could bring these out.
Xu Yang stared at the three pills; flas of greed flared up in his eyes.
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