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The visual shock and inner turmoil made Zhao Yang feel as if he were a hawk overlooking the earth, like a deity standing tall amidst the mundane world, perceiving the joys and sorrows of life. Everything was unprecedentedly clear, including the dust floating in the air and anything within his sight; nothing escaped his gaze. It was as if a person with severe myopia had suddenly put on the right glasses, transforming his previously blurry world into one as clear as water. Along with this clarity came an overwhelming enhancement of his five senses. Zhao Yang stared at his slowly rotating palm and murmured, "It's slowed down even more, and it's too clear. It's as if everything has been magnified, giving me a feeling of inflated confidence, like I can do anything."
Just as Zhao Yang finished speaking, he noticed a slightly larger Jade Crawler flying towards him among several approaching Jade Crawlers. The sight of the long, snake-like creature sent chills down his spine. The Jade Crawler shimmered like jade, floating gracefully before him, its massive head nearly touching Zhao Yang's face. They stared at each other, seemingly sizing each other up. Cold sweat broke out on Zhao Yang's forehead as he thought, "Didn’t they say these things have no attack power…"
"Oh my god, help!" Zhao Yang shouted as he turned to run; he simply couldn't handle such a long-bodied creature.
But the next moment, he found himself crying because he couldn't move at all. His body was completely immobilized, just like everything else around him, including the disciples of the Myriad Spirit Sect chasing from hundreds of feet away.
"This powerful realm suppression... I heard that the mature inner core of a Jade Crawler is its Dao Fruit. Could it be that it's at the Dao Fruit Stage of the sixth level of cultivation?"
Feeling the Jade Crawler resting its chin on his shoulder and sniffing him, Zhao Yang's scalp tingled. He stammered, "Uh, brother, let's talk this out. Please don’t eat me! I have family to take care of; I'm just a disabled youth who grew up on hormones. Eating me wouldn't be good for your health; just let me go, please..."
The Jade Crawler ignored Zhao Yang's pleas and wrapped its long body around him in circles. Terrified again, Zhao Yang began to shout: "You're going too far! If you're going to eat me, at least don't strangle me first! You filthy beast! If my master finds out you killed me, he'll beat you so hard you'll regret it! I mean it—are you really going to strangle me to death? Hey?"
The Jade Crawler continued to coil around Zhao Yang and then turned its head back to face him, staring intently at his chest while emitting a dragon-like roar that sounded mournful. At that moment, nestled within Zhao Yang's chest was the Spirit Pearl, which began to tremble gently as if communicating with the Jade Crawler. The Jade Crawler nodded and let out another dragon roar before opening its mouth and expelling a flawless inner core that shimmered with azure light—an immaculate Jade Crawler inner core.
With a slurp, the inner core was sent into Zhao Yang's mouth and slid down his throat into his stomach. Although it was sweet and smooth, Zhao Yang felt a bit nauseous; swallowing something that had been spat out by another was hard for him to accept.
As soon as the Jade Crawler's inner core entered his body, Zhao Yang felt a wave of heat in his abdomen. With a pop, his Dantian—already filled with True Qi—made a soft sound as he leveled up into the ninth layer of Qi Refinement Stage!
An ancient chant echoed in his mind, resembling an unimaginable sacrificial language that persisted for a long time. A faint voice whispered in Zhao Yang's mind: "Gifted to my lord..."
Then, the Jade Crawler transformed into a streak of light and burrowed into Zhao Yang’s half-open chest.
"Hey! Don't do that! Where are you going? Come back!" Zhao Yang shouted.
In the next moment, he regained his ability to move. The injuries he had sustained visibly healed little by little; his once weak body now radiated vitality with an added layer of jade-like aura. His already handsome face appeared even cleaner.
Zhao Yang lifted his collar and saw the Spirit Pearl hanging on his chest with an indistinct dragon shadow etched upon it—the very likeness of the Jade Crawler.
Confused by what had just happened and unable to comprehend it fully with his limited wisdom, he burst into laughter: "This is what they call finding treasure without searching!"
Chuckling mischievously, just as Zhao Yang intended to leave this place unnoticed by others, a figure broke through the air—a man dressed in a Bagua Robe followed closely by several Inner Courtyard Disciples who hovered in mid-air with arrogant expressions.
The old man stopped above Zhao Yang’s head and coldly questioned him: "What is a Qi Refinement Stage disciple doing here?"
The old man spoke again before Zhao Yang could say anything, "This is the place where Junior Brother once refined pills and transcended his mortal form. It is not a place for disciples like you. If I catch you here again, trying your luck for a Spiritual Pill, I will strip you of your cultivation and send you away!"
Zhao Yang's expression remained neutral; he couldn't discern the old man's cultivation level, and the Inner Courtyard Disciples behind him all had significantly higher levels than his own. Thus, he chose to remain silent and turned to leave.
"Stop!" A loud voice called out from above, belonging to an arrogant young man.
Zhao Yang frowned slightly but did not turn around.
"My master has pardoned you; are you just going to walk away like that?" the young man said coldly.
Zhao Yang turned to face him and replied, "He let me go, so I'm leaving. What do you want?"
"I told you to get lost, not just walk away," the old man said sternly, hands clasped behind his back.
"Did you hear that? My master told you to get lost, not just walk away! And when you leave, you must first kneel and express your gratitude before you can go. Do you understand the rules of our Sect?!" The young man was agitated, pointing at Zhao Yang and shouting with anger in his eyes.
Zhao Yang met the young man's gaze without fear, his own eyes glinting with defiance. Whoever flinched first would be seen as the one who was afraid; it was a psychological tactic.
"I understand the Sect's rules, but I've never heard of this one."
The young man had intended to intimidate Zhao Yang into kneeling and begging for mercy but was taken aback by how bold a Qi Refinement Stage disciple could be.
"Are you looking for death?" The corners of the young man's mouth twitched.
"Is not complying with your wishes equivalent to seeking death? Is Myriad Spirit Sect your family business?" Zhao Yang challenged.
"It is my family business!" the young man shouted excitedly, pointing at Zhao Yang.
"Do you know what your behavior is called in our place?" Zhao Yang smirked.
"What is it called?"
"It's called being an idiot. To put it simply, it means brainless, mentally challenged, suffering from congenital cognitive impairment or lacking postnatal intellectual development. Therefore, it concludes that whoever taught you is also a fool!"
"Bold!" "Seeking death!"
A chorus of voices shouted in unison.
"Execute this disrespectful and arrogant disciple," the elder said calmly, a smug expression of control over life and death appearing on his face as he looked at Zhao Yang.
Hearing this, the young man flicked his sleeve.
Whoosh!
A Heart-Piercing Arrow, capable of piercing gold and splitting stone, shot through the air towards Zhao Yang. The faces of several onlookers lit up with smiles, as if the boy on the ground was destined to meet a tragic end in the next moment.
However, to their astonishment, the boy merely shifted slightly to the side, effortlessly evading the young man's magical attack.
"Impossible! The Heart-Piercing Arrow is guaranteed to strike true; those below the Foundation Establishment stage cannot dodge it. How could it be avoided?" the young man exclaimed in shock.
"Many impossible things exist that you, a frog at the bottom of a well, cannot comprehend!" Zhao Yang retorted.
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