He was like a furious lion, his beard bristling and eyes wide with uncontrollable rage. "We absolutely cannot let that little bastard go to the Cyan Nether Sword Sect! With his talent, if he's noticed by one of the Sword Sect's powerful Elders, his future achievents will be imasurable. The next ti he returns, he might have already surpassed ."
Hong Tiande's eyes darted about, his expression turning grim. 'That little bastard didn't use Lord Feng to kill this ti, most likely because soone pleaded on my behalf. Otherwise, with his viciousness, he never would have let go. If he returns as an Inner Sect Disciple of the Sword Sect, I'll be in serious trouble when he cos for .'
Hong Yu's nature as a Demon Fiend, coupled with the pragmatism of Hong Tianxiao and the others, filled Hong Tiande with a great sense of threat and unease.
Once Hong Yu beca an Inner Sect Disciple of the Sword Sect, he would possess significant authority. When he returned to the Hong Family, even the Patriarch would have to show him so deference. If Hong Yu decided to co after him then, Hong Tiande was certain that the experts in his own faction, like Hong Tianxiao, would absolutely refuse to help him.
As this thought crossed his mind, a glint flashed in Hong Tiande's eyes. He murmured, "In a little while, that brat will be leaving Shishui City for the Cyan Nether Sword Sect. The road there… that will be my only chance…" He paused, and a sinister expression crept onto his ti-worn face. "That's right. Didn't he extort a ton of Spirit dicines and Spirit Pills from ? It looks like the little bastard wants to increase his strength. Heh heh, I'm not about to let you get what you want!"
A chilling, grating laugh slowly echoed through the trashed room.
「anwhile...」
In the secret chamber beneath the Rain Listening Pavilion, Hong Yu had also reached a critical mont.
HUMMM!
Flashes of dark light flared as Hong Yu's entire body was enveloped in its radiance. His youthful face took on a ruthless air.
His sharp brows furrowed slightly, as if in so pain.
BANG!
A violent fluctuation suddenly emanated from the Profound Celestial Tower. The channel connecting it to Hong Yu's Lower Dantian roared before shattering. Its light dimd as the tower returned to Hong Yu's body.
After a long while…
Hong Yu slowly opened his eyes and sighed. "I failed to form the Sixth Vortex."
By using the Profound Celestial Tower to absorb the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi accumulated by the Four Symbols Spirit Capturing Array for centuries, Hong Yu was finally able to refine and compress the Spiritual Qi in his Lower Dantian four tis. He successfully created four more Qi Vortexes, reaching his current state of having five major Qi Vortexes.
Having five major Qi Vortexes already placed him at the middle tier of the Nine Refinents of the Primordial Spirit.
An ordinary person would have no hope of achieving this without seven or eight years of cultivation.
Hong Yu's luck was simply heaven-defying. He had not only stumbled upon the Four Symbols Spirit Capturing Array but also possessed a cheat-like tool in the Profound Celestial Tower. Without them, he could never have progressed so quickly. However, such opportunities were few and far between. Future advancent would have to rely on his own effort and fortune.
"Hey, brat, can you quit your whining? Every Martial Artist who's had the fortune to cultivate the Nine Refinents of the Primordial Spirit has to spend years, even decades, to reach your level of achievent. You should be content!" Little One retorted.
Hong Yu pursed his lips. "Didn't you get plenty out of it too?"
Little One said, grief-stricken, "Alas, Hong Yu, oh Hong Yu, you have once again wounded my young and innocent little heart."
"Pah!"
Hong Yu rolled his eyes. He felt he had Little One's personality completely figured out. "You're not one to lift a finger unless there's sothing in it for you," he said dismissively. "I refuse to believe you would have suggested this if there was no benefit. So spit it out, Little One. What exactly did you get this ti?"
"My boy, in your eyes, am I truly such a greedy person?" Little One asked plaintively.
But Hong Yu wasn't falling for it. "Cut the crap!"
"Fine!"
"It's nothing, really," Little One said with a sigh of resignation. "I just split the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from inside the Four Symbols Spirit Capturing Array with you. That's all!"
Hong Yu: "..."
He almost cursed out loud. 'Damn it! You devoured half of it and you still have the nerve to say you got nothing?'
He wasn't truly angry, though. After all, Little One was the Tower God of the Profound Celestial Tower, and he was the tower's master. Any benefits Little One gained would, in turn, strengthen him.
At this thought, a strange expression crossed Hong Yu's face. "That old dog Hong Tiande sched endlessly just to stop from gaining any benefits. I wonder what kind of face he'd make if he knew that his own treachery was the very reason I ended up gaining so much?"
'This ti, I got four Top Secret Manuals, a Primordial Weapon Long Spear, and the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi the Four Symbols Spirit Capturing Array had accumulated for centuries!'
'Getting rich quietly really is the best way to go!'
As he was thinking, Hong Yu asked, "Little One, since I've already reached the Five Vortex Realm, can I open the First Layer of the Profound Celestial Tower now?"
Little One replied, "Of course, no problem. But if you want to start Refining the Execution Corpse, you'd best wait a bit before opening the First Layer. Right now, it seems you have a visitor at the Rain Listening Pavilion!"
"Oh?"
Hong Yu paused for a mont, then left the secret chamber.
When he arrived in the courtyard, he saw Hong Lin approaching with several n carrying a large chest.
Hong Lin gave Hong Yu a complicated look. This branch family disciple, whom he had once looked down upon, was now walking all over him, and yet he didn't even have the desire for revenge. It made Hong Lin feel pathetic. "This is what my grandfather promised you," he said coldly.
"Just put it here," Hong Yu said flatly.
Hong Lin snorted coldly, put the chest down, and turned to leave.
Staring at the wooden chest, Hong Yu felt a surge of excitent. He had blackmailed Hong Tiande for a hefty price and hadn't expected him to deliver the goods so quickly. But as soon as he opened the chest, the excitent on his face froze, replaced by an icy rage. "Hong Tiande, that old bastard! I told him to give Spirit dicines and Spirit Pills, and he actually gave a bunch of highly poisonous junk?"
Hong Yu was beyond furious.
The items inside the wooden chest were of the exact quality he had demanded. The problem was, these Spirit dicines and Spirit Pills were nothing but poisons and Poison Pills, completely useless for raising his cultivation.
"Hong Tiande, you old dog, you're too damn treacherous…"
Hong Yu was so angry he was about to kick the chest over.
Little One quickly spoke up to stop him, its voice brimming with excitent. "Bwahaha! Hong Yu, don't get so worked up! This is great stuff! Aren't you trying to Refine an Execution Corpse? Tsk, tsk. I was just worried you didn't have enough of a stockpile of Poison Pills and other poisons. As it turns out, this stuff is perfect for helping you Refine the Execution Corpse!"
"..."
A muscle in Hong Yu's cheek twitched.
'Hong Tiande deliberately gave these poisonous Spirit dicines and Poison Pills because he was afraid I'd use them to increase my strength, right?'
'But now all the poisons and Poison Pills he so carefully sched to give can be used to increase the power of my Execution Corpse instead?'
At this thought, an incredibly strange expression appeared on Hong Yu's face. He scratched his head, a rare blush creeping onto his cheeks as he murmured, "You know, now that I think about it, that old dog Hong Tiande is actually pretty considerate. Heh heh… for him to provide exactly what I needed, right when I needed it… it almost makes feel a little embarrassed!"
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