"Master, the two beads contain the purest fire essence and wood essence from nature," Xiao Ba said.
"Fire essence? Wood essence? What are those?" Ye Luo was sowhat stunned.
"Master, you should know that martial artists mainly rely on spiritual energy for cultivation,"
"That’s right, what about it?" Ye Luo nodded.
This spiritual energy is just a general term. In fact, it includes various elental energies such as tal, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, and ice.
"So people cultivate specific techniques, absorbing one of these energies to cultivate and then use that energy as their own strength for attack," Xiao Ba explained.
"Isn’t that just like the ability users overseas?" Ye Luo couldn’t help but say.
"Yes, but those ability users only manipulate these elental energies in the void for attack, while martial artists absorb one kind of elental energy for their own use and then attack, which is much more powerful."
"These fire essence and wood essence are the most purified energies of the fire and wood elents, akin to having been refined. If you, Master, absorb the fire essence and wood essence contained in these two beads, it will greatly help your strength,"
Xiao Ba explained one by one.
"Holy crap, that’s aweso. How do I absorb it?" Ye Luo asked eagerly.
"Don’t know?"
"What? You don’t know? Are you kidding ?" Ye Luo was suddenly speechless, feeling an urge to drag Xiao Ba out of the Eight Feet Mirror and beat him three hundred tis. Damn it, this was like playing a prank on him.
"Master, I really don’t know, but those from the Five Elents Sect should know how to absorb the energy from these two beads. They are likely cultivating the five different techniques of tal, wood, water, fire, earth, implying the art of the five elents."
"So they want to get these beads to absorb the essences inside, which would probably cause a significant surge in their strength when they do,"
"Are you suggesting I ask them how to absorb the energy from these beads? Isn’t that suicidal?"
Ye Luo had an expression of helpless frustration as Xiao Ba also maintained silence.
"Never mind that, it looks like I can’t return these beads to them."
Ye Luo thought to himself that now he knew the purpose of the beads, he naturally couldn’t give away sothing that could enhance his strength.
What he needed most now was sothing that could boost his strength; it was just a pity that he didn’t know how to absorb the energy within. It seed he would have to find a way later; as long as he had the items, he didn’t believe he couldn’t absorb the fire essence and wood essence within them.
While Ye Luo was examining the two beads, Sun Quan, the family head of the Sun Family, had already arrived at a secret residence in Capital City.
In this residence, there was no one else but a person in a black robe, fully covered, emanating rich demonic qi, clearly a high-level practitioner from the Demon Palace.
"You called for , have you made up your mind?"
The shadowy figure in the black robe, facing Sun Quan, flashed a pair of eyes with a morbid gleam.
"I am willing to beco one of you, as long as you can help kill that Ye Luo, the enemy who murdered my son!"
Sun Quan spoke coldly, his eyes shimring with a deep-seated killing intent.
"Of course!" the man in the black robe said coldly, and following a sweep of his hand, Sun Quan appeared before him. Then the man waved his hand again, and fiercely pressed down on Sun Quan’s head. Streams of black qi surged into his brain, causing Sun Quan’s body to shudder uncontrollably.
Soon these streams of black qi converged within Sun Quan’s soul, and gradually a black seed ford atop it. Like roots sprouting, the Hei Zi seed spread countless black threads that enveloped Sun Quan’s soul.
At this mont, Sun Quan emitted a cold, demonic qi all over his body, and his eyes were suffused with demonic energy. His brows were also entwined with black qi.
"You have been implanted with the Demon Seed. From now on, you belong to the Demon Palace, your life and death completely under its control," said the man in the black robe, lifting his hand from the other’s head and looking at Sun Quan.
"Subordinate pays homage to the master!" Sun Quan said as he knelt on one knee.
"Return and wait for the news; the Demon Palace will take care of that person for you," the man in the black robe declared.
"Thank you, master!"
Sun Quan nodded, turned, and left the building.
"Yu’er, I will surely send that boy to join you below, and for this, I wouldn’t hesitate to beco a demon," Sun Quan said with a sinister smile, his eyes glinting with a black light and his body filled with a rich demonic qi that made one feel a primal fear.
In the Hou Family residence, the Hou Family patriarch Hou Xiangguo sat on the grand master’s chair at the main seat of the great hall, flanked by Hou Yaoyang and Hou Yaoxing, as well as their siblings Hou Yaoyang, and Hou Yaoyue. Hou Jingwu and Die Wu also stood there.
Die Wu wore a long dress emblazoned with butterflies, her face delicate, like a fairy. After all, being the daughter of the Jiu Hua Sect Leader and a first-tier expert of the Saint Realm, both her bearing and appearance far surpassed those of worldly beauties.
As for Hou Jingwu, he too had been grood. His normally unkempt hair was now cut into a stylish hairstyle, and he wore a clean white shirt matched with black trousers.
His handso face with distinct angular features, coupled with this outfit, made him look quite dashing—truly a transford figure from before.
"Today truly is a joyous day for our Hou Family. Not only was the bullet fragnt in my brain removed, but Miss Die Wu was also saved by Ye Luo, and Jing Wu has regained his spirits. Now our Hou Family has a successor, and I don’t have to worry about the family lacking an heir in the future," Hou Xiangguo said with a beaming smile.
Hearing Hou Xiangguo’s words, Hou Yaoxing’s expression darkened, and his eyes narrowed, flashing with an unusual light.
Hou Yaoyang quickly added, "Father, you’re overestimating Jing Wu too much. With his current ability, he’s far from capable of inheriting the Hou Family."
"There’s no need to say more, Yaoyang. Jing Wu has always been the grandson I value most. I believe he will be able to manage the Hou Family well in the future," Hou Xiangguo said calmly.
"Grandfather, I don’t wish to inherit anything of the Hou Family. I just want to cultivate properly so that I can protect the people I love and all of you in the future," Hou Jingwu spoke directly.
"How can that be acceptable? If you don’t inherit the Hou Family, who will it be handed over to after your father retires?" Hou Xiangguo’s face darkened, and he said sternly.
"Isn’t there Jingwen? And my third uncle will have children in the future, let them inherit," Hou Jingwu replied.
"Your third uncle is in his thirties and has hardly had a few romances. Expecting him to have children to inherit the Hou Family, who knows if that will happen in this lifeti or the next."
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