Several hours later, he had absorbed less than a third of the top-grade Spirit Stone, yet Ye Luo’s strength had not increased in the slightest, showing no change at all.
"What’s going on?"
Seeing that he was about to completely absorb a top-grade Spirit Stone, but the strength in his body hadn’t changed at all, Ye Luo was sowhat bewildered.
"Master, because you now possess the Nine Yang Holy Body, the strength in your body has transford into Nine Yang Energy; therefore, if you want to increase your power, you need to absorb an amount of strength that is dozens of tis more than other people," Xiao Ling explained.
"Does that an while others need to absorb ten top-grade Spirit Stones to achieve a breakthrough, I need to absorb a hundred top-grade Spirit Stones to do the sa?"
Ye Luo couldn’t help saying.
Hearing Xiao Ling’s affirmative answer, Ye Luo suddenly had a rather fucked-up thought.
He had accepted that it was like this in the Innate Realm, but he hadn’t expected that even after breaking through the Nine ridians to advance to the Saint Realm, his cultivation would still be this difficult. To advance a single realm, he had to put in ten tis the effort others did—it was seriously fucked-up.
However, Ye Luo also knew that although he had to put in more effort than others, his strength would be greater as a result. The more one invests, the greater the return; to be stronger than others, one must put in more effort!
Ye Luo took this to heart and decided not to dwell on these matters any further.
Just then, Ye Luo’s cellphone suddenly rang.
When Ye Luo answered, he was surprised to find that it was Situ Luoyun calling.
"Hello, Luoyun!"
Ye Luo called out, but the voice that ca from the other end of the phone wasn’t Situ Luoyun’s, but a male’s.
"Luoyun... you sure call her quite intimately, don’t you!"
Yang Jian’s cold voice ca through the phone.
Ye Luo instantly recognized the voice and coldly retorted, "What do you want to do?"
"If you want to see Situ Luoyun, co alone to room number 88 at the Tianyu clubhouse, carrying the Blood Spirit Fruit and the tal Origin Bead with you," Yang Jian said in one breath before hanging up the phone.
Ye Luo put away his phone, a fierce killing intent flashing in his eyes.
"Today I’ll start with you!"
Ye Luo muttered to himself as he stood up and left the villa without notifying anyone.
In the Tianyu clubhouse, room number 88, Yang Jian was seated on an Italian imported leather sofa, holding a glass of wine worth hundreds of thousands, sipping it with an indulgent expression.
Standing next to him were four Saint Realm experts tasked with protecting him. As for Situ Luoyun, she was seated to one side, with two Innate Peak Stage experts standing beside her, each wielding a longsword held at her throat.
Situ Luoyun’s complexion looked exceptionally ugly as she stared coldly at Yang Jian and demanded, "What do you want to do, Yang Jian?"
"Luoyun, what I want to do, you’ll soon find out. Won I, Yang Jian, take a liking to, aren’t allowed to be coveted by anyone else,"
"Ye Luo dared to have a relationship with you, and he dared to challenge , moreover, he has sothing I want. Therefore, he must die,"
"I will kill him myself right before your eyes, and then you will beco my, Yang Jian’s real woman. Afterwards, I will take you back to Tianzong, and you can be one of my little attendants!"
Yang Jian’s mouth tilted in an amused smile as he gazed at Situ Luoyun, his eyes sweeping over her with a lewd glint.
"Hmph, dream on, I’d rather die than be your girl,"
Situ Luoyun retorted coldly.
"That’s not up to you!" Yang Jian scoffed dismissively. He had his thods when it ca to dealing with won, having kept all female disciples in Tianzong obedient; dealing with a re secular woman was child’s play to him.
However, what he most wanted to deal with right now was that bastard Ye Luo, and to obtain the Blood Spirit Fruit and tal Origin Bead he possessed.
Especially the Blood Spirit Fruit—if he could refine it, his strength was bound to greatly increase, which would be a huge help in the upcoming Green List competition.
Less than ten minutes had passed when the door to the private room was kicked open with a bang, and Ye Luo walked in.
"Ye Luo!"
Seeing Ye Luo appear, Situ Luoyun called out excitedly.
"Kid, you’ve finally arrived. Where’s the stuff?"
Yang Jian stared at Ye Luo and demanded coldly.
"Stuff? What stuff?"
Ye Luo asked coldly.
"Of course, the Spirit Fruit and the tal Origin Bead. Didn’t you bring them?" Yang Jian’s face suddenly darkened.
"Of course I brought them, but I have no intention of giving them to you," Ye Luo said indifferently.
"Are you looking to die?"
Yang Jian’s face darkened further, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.
"The one looking to die is you!" Ye Luo stated directly.
"Get him, cripple his strength for . I want him to lie in front of like a dead dog, and see if he still dares to be so arrogant!"
Yang Jian snorted coldly, and imdiately, the four Saint Realm experts from Tianzong locked their gazes on Ye Luo. One of them took a step forward and charged at Ye Luo, aiming a punch at Ye Luo’s Dantian.
Among these four Saint Realm experts, two had reached the seventh level of the Saint Realm, while the other two were at the sixth level of the Saint Realm.
In their view, any one of them could easily take care of Ye Luo, so they didn’t attack together. Instead, one of the experts at the sixth level of the Saint Realm rushed towards Ye Luo, intending to disable his Dantian.
As this scene unfolded, Yang Jian’s mouth curved up in a cruel smile, and his eyes were filled with mockery as he watched Ye Luo.
In his eyes, Ye Luo was nothing more than a lamb to the slaughter, to be toyed with as he pleased.
"Be careful!"
Situ Luoyun suddenly shouted out, looking at Ye Luo with eyes full of concern.
Watching the Saint Realm sixth-level expert charging at him, Ye Luo’s mouth revealed a cold smile and a glint of gold flashed in his eyes.
Nine Yang Divine Fist!
The first punch!
A punch to break mountains and rivers!
Ye Luo imdiately executed the Nine Yang Divine Fist, unleashing the first punch with all the Nine Yang Energy rapidly gathering in his fist.
A terrifying aura enveloped the entire room, and in an instant, Yang Jian and the four Saint Realm experts from Tianzong all changed their expressions, feeling as though a massive mountain was bearing down on them.
Boom!
Ye Luo’s punch, striking later but arriving first, hit the Saint Realm sixth-level expert, and the terrifying strength exploded out like a tide, showcasing the power of the Nine Yang Divine Fist.
Boom boom boom!
A series of explosive sounds rang out, and imdiately, the body of the Saint Realm sixth-level expert completely burst apart, chunks of flesh mixed with blood splattered everywhere, depicting an extrely horrific scene.
The air was filled with the thick scent of blood; pieces of flesh and blood splashed onto everyone, including Ye Luo who was covered in blood, making him look even more terrifying.
At that mont, Yang Jian’s gaze turned dull, his mouth agape in a look of shocked disbelief, while the remaining three Saint Realm experts from Tianzong also had their eyes sharpen, inhaling sharply with ugly expressions on their faces, looking at Ye Luo with extre solemnity.
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