"I... I don't want to see Senior Brother Gu during my cultivation period..." I put on a conflicted expression, as if still holding onto lingering feelings.
"Gu Chen?" The old fox immediately understood my intentions but chose not to expose me, readily agreeing.
"Very well. From today onward, I will cut off his supplies and punish him by sending him to the outer sect to lead the Outer Sect Disciples in hunting. He won't be allowed back for at least three to five years."
"Thank you, Zhen Ren!" I felt uneasy, but I couldn’t show it.
After recovering in the Dan Pavilion for a while, I resumed my relentless cultivation day and night. Even if it ultimately led to a dead end, I wanted to tear off a piece of flesh from them first.
Perhaps having walked the line between life and death, my meridians had expanded significantly, and the speed at which spiritual energy circulated within me had increased as well.
I could clearly sense that my reserve of spiritual energy was now comparable to that of a late-stage Foundation Establishment disciple. Wu Wang seemed very pleased with my progress; he visited the Dan Pavilion more frequently, each time bringing a large supply of Spirit Ascension Pill and insisting that I take them.
"You're a good seed for cultivation. It's a pity you're a Supreme Water Spiritual Root." He pretended to express sympathy as he left.
I continued to feign gratitude while diligently cultivating. Lan Xu never appeared again, but every day there were several unfamiliar Spirit Fruit in my room.
Just as I was about to reach Foundation Establishment, I was brought down to the basement once more. The cold air and familiar formation surrounded me.
I glanced at the Old Monster sitting cross-legged; he still looked like a middle-aged man. Before they completely imprisoned me, I swallowed the pill Lan Xu had given me.
I didn’t feel anything particularly special, but since death was inevitable, trusting him for a moment wouldn’t hurt.
With the principle of not wasting in mind, I launched a surprise attack before they could trap me. This time, however, my target wasn’t the Old Monster but rather the disciple who had kicked me last time.
To conserve spiritual energy for later, I threw an Explosive Talisman at him. I had stolen it from the Dan Pavilion.
The dog was thrown into disarray by the explosion and was about to retali when the Old Monster ordered him back. "Enough, don’t waste time."
He shot me an unwilling glare before stepping back.
The formation was quickly activated once again. Soon, I found myself engulfed in the cold of blood loss and the pain of depleting spiritual energy.
Lan Xu had not appeared; where was the Heavenly Dao he spoke of? Just as I began to waver in doubt, a faint warmth emanated from my Dantian, a result of the pill I had just swallowed. The Vitality at the core of the formation suddenly surged exponentially.
The Old Monster was momentarily startled by this unexpected turn of events, but then his excitement grew as he quickened his extraction speed. "Truly worthy of the Supreme Water Spiritual Root! This is the first time in a hundred years!"
Gradually, the Vitality began to flow towards him in large quantities, transforming his face from that of a middle-aged man to that of a youth. Sensing something amiss, he decisively severed the connection between us, only to discover that even after cutting ties, the Vitality continued to surge towards him through the formation.
After settling into his youthful appearance, he was overwhelmed by the influx of Vitality, causing his flesh to swell and transform into grotesque lumps. He reached out with one hand to absorb the excess Vitality from a nearby disciple, forcefully channeling it into that disciple's body. In no time, the disciple swelled and exploded.
The splattered blood and flesh hit him in the face, sending others into a panic as they fled; soon, very few disciples remained in the basement. Wu Wang had stealthily made his way to the exit and was about to leave when he was caught by the Old Monster.
"Ancestor! I'll go call for help!" Wu Wang struggled.
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