At first, when they t, Yan Xiaobao had already reacted as swiftly as he did, not to ntion the fact that he managed to escape despite his paralyzing injuries. Moreover, by the next day, he showed no signs of harm.
Initially, Old Huzi assud his injuries were healed by a fellow cultivator with affinity healing abilities. However, after reviewing all the records, it was clear Hui Yue had not requested treatnt from anyone, nor did his friends possess the ability to heal him.
A greater mystery remained: How did a lower-tier Dantian cultivator manage to heal himself?
Next, Old Huzi was shocked by the young man’s audacity in taking action, as he invited his own assassins into his ho to gather information and learn about his adversaries. Unfortunately, nine days after his housewarming party, Old Huzi was thoroughly disappointed.
During the week-long truce, aside from training in the backyard garden, Yan Xiaobao did nothing else. Occasionally, his friends visited him there, but apart from hiring so guards to watch over the estate during these etings, there was nothing else to do.
This made Old Huzi feel let down by the young man with white hair. Had he truly underestimated this Master-level cultivator, believing that guards alone could hold him back?
As Old Huzi began planning his next move, he complained in frustration. It was evident the young man had no intention of leaving the safety of his domain, forcing the assassins to infiltrate.
Several thods could achieve this, but all required ticulous thought. First, killing all the guards to ensure interruptions wouldn’t occur later was an option. However, after observing the estate for so ti, Old Huzi noticed all the guards moved in groups of four, unlike the usual pairing seen in other places.
The four-person guard formations made it nearly impossible for him to deal with them alone, rendering the option of eliminating the guards impractical.
The next option was disguising himself to sneak into the mansion, but its security was top-notch, making this plan unviable as well. Frustration mounted as Old Huzi quickly realized these irkso guards were proving to be more troubleso obstacles than he’d ever encountered before.
Nonetheless, the guards continued to stand between him and his prey. Eventually, Old Huzi decided that the task had shifted from intriguing to aggravating and resolved to assassinate the young man during the night.
On the other hand, Yan Xiaobao spent the past week cultivating in quiet peace and enjoying pleasant conversations with his friends, as though it were just another day.
One day, Deng Wu brought him a new storage stone containing items Yan Xiaobao had requested. While everything seed ordinary, Deng Wu couldn’t help but wonder what Yan Xiaobao needed those items for.
Gao Yan arrived one day to inform Hui Yue about the betrayal of one of her maids, who had sold information about Yan Xiaobao. Gao Yan suggested firing her imdiately, but Hui Yue shook her head, instructing him to keep her on, as she was a useful link to Old Huzi. This greatly puzzled Gao Yan, as he couldn’t understand why Yan Xiaobao tolerated being spied on. Yet Yan Xiaobao was her employer, and if he didn’t mind being surveilled, then Gao Yan had no room to complain.
Late at night, Yan Xiaobao finally sensed a change in the atmosphere. The wind sweeping through the courtyard carried subtle chis from a distance.
His previously closed eyes suddenly opened, revealing blue eyes flickering with a thin red mist as they gazed toward the garden ahead.
Yan Xiaobao’s hands mirrored his opponent’s stance as he activated Velocity Flow. The chis seed closer now, and a second later, Yan Xiaobao perceived the source of the sound hit the ground before rolling away.
An Earth Spear appeared near his head, and a bitter smile spread across his young face as Hui Yue slipped away; he triggered Qi Fan and flew into the air, safely avoiding the earthen attack.
After evading the ambush, Yan Xiaobao didn’t wait long before lighting sparks in his hand. He infused them with three drops of spiritual energy, causing them to grow imnsely larger than any he’d created before.
The red energy surged through him, coursing through all his ridians, eventually exiting his palm with spiritual energy. Once the red mist rged into the fireball, it seed to explode into the air, its oppressive aura instantly spreading across the garden, exerting imnse pressure on Old Huzi, disrupting his heartbeat and slowing his movents.
The montary hesitation caused by the crushing aura gave Yan Xiaobao enough ti to hurl the fireball toward Old Huzi. Flas engulfed the garden, accompanied by booming explosions.
Old Huzi was forced to leave his hiding spot, muttering nurous spells as wooden spears erged around him, shielding him from the ever-growing fire that began igniting ancient trees and small shrubs.
Cursing loudly, Old Huzi prepared to flee. When the sound of the chis rang out again, his attention shattered for a mont, and he glanced back at what used to be the backyard garden, now a raging inferno.
Old Huzi often noticed things too slowly. The fiery assault was undoubtedly not sothing a low-tier soldier could create, but this boy had conjured it as though it were the easiest thing in the world.
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This young man not only managed to create such savage flas, but he also seed to control their explosions and direction of propagation.
All of a sudden, Old Huzi felt sothing wrapping around his body, but he quickly brushed it off as smoke. All the while, he’d been watching Yan Xiaobao, who did absolutely nothing while retreating from the blazing fire.
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