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When Zhao Yang woke up again, it was already midnight. As soon as he opened his eyes, he clutched his head and sighed.
"Which bastard hit me? It feels a bit like my master's style."
Looking out the window into the dark night, he recalled how the Spirit Testing Officer had told him to report to the woodshed tomorrow to start cleaning up trash. His head throbbed at the thought. He was clearly supposed to be a once-in-a-lifetime genius; after all, he had made a deal with his master. How had he suddenly ended up as a garbage collector? Life was truly unpredictable!
"Hey, that fat guy said if I lit up seven or eight Spirit Pillars, he'd give me the big Gold Chain around his neck. He said it himself! I'm going to get it; I've never seen such a big Gold Chain in my life."
Just as Zhao Yang was about to take action, a shadow flashed past the window.
"Who?!"
With a low shout, Zhao Yang immediately leaped out of the window with incredible speed. However, when he landed, he saw no one. Confused, he was certain he hadn't imagined it; the shadow had moved too quickly to be just someone passing by. Was it trying to lure him somewhere? Without dwelling on it too much, Zhao Yang decided to find Long Xiao Wu first and claim that gold chain. Even if something were to happen, it wouldn't concern him since he was going to stay in the woodshed tomorrow anyway. Still, he felt a twinge of regret for not having said goodbye to Li Yunshan. But considering that Li Yunshan was a genius with an Earth Attribute Spiritual Root, he must have already entered the Inner Sect for studies. That was undoubtedly great news for him.
As Zhao Yang left, a voice came from not far behind him: "Boss, that kid didn’t follow us. What should we do?"
"Follow him. Since we've already taken advantage of him tonight, we must kill him. We’ve checked his background; he's just a waste with a Mixed Spiritual Root."
Unaware of the danger lurking behind him, Zhao Yang hummed a tune as he arrived at Long Xiao Wu's disciple quarters. Just then, Long Xiao Wu's door creaked open. He yawned halfway through and said with a wide mouth: "What do you want? You’ve made me go report to the woodshed tomorrow as well! I can’t believe you fainted in public from the shock; I had to carry you back! So what? Are you here to thank me?"
Zhao Yang stared at the large Gold Chain around Long Xiao Wu's neck and swallowed hard. He waved his hand dismissively and said, "Not exactly. I'm here for the Gold Chain. Didn’t you say if I lit up seven or eight Spirit Pillars, you'd give it to me?"
"Hey! You really have no conscience! I kindly carried you inside while everyone pointed fingers at us. Now I have to go work in the woodshed because of you, and you still dare ask me for this treasure!" Long Xiao Wu shouted as he grabbed Zhao Yang's arm and prepared to retaliate.
Zhao Yang had already grasped the Gold Chain around Long Xiao Wu's neck and pulled it hard, causing Long Xiao Wu to stumble forward.
"How can you not give it back and still try to snatch it? Is there no sense of reason? Is there no law anymore?"
"Hand it over! You promised it was mine. A big man like you is acting shamelessly, thinking about turning the tables before even stepping inside. Brother, you seem like a straightforward person, and this gold necklace looks genuine to me. Let's split it eighty-twenty—I'll take eighty, you take twenty."
"Twenty? What do you think this necklace is? Say it out loud and I'll be shocked."
"Go ahead, try saying it. Let's see if you can actually scare me."
"You..."
The two were locked in a fierce struggle, yet neither used their true abilities. Suddenly, a shadow darted past from behind the house. Although it was well concealed, both noticed it. They simultaneously raised their fingers to signal silence, instinctively releasing their grip before quietly sneaking around to follow the shadow.
The shadow seemed to sense something, paused for a moment, glanced back, and then vanished into the darkness.
Zhao Yang stared in the direction where the shadow had disappeared and murmured, "Why is it heading towards my room?"
Whoosh!
Suddenly feeling something off behind him, an eerie sensation crept over Zhao Yang. But wasn't Long Xiao Wu behind him? Did Long Xiao Wu want to kill him?
Mechanically turning around, Zhao Yang found Long Xiao Wu manipulating a glimmering object that was pinning something needle-like in mid-air—it was the large gold chain around Long Xiao Wu's neck.
"What kind of person is so extravagant as to use a special needle designed to kill Foundation Establishment Practitioners just to take us out? They really think highly of us," Long Xiao Wu said coldly, narrowing his eyes.
From the darkness came a chilling laughter, followed by a sinister voice saying, "Kid, you even know about the Yin Corpse Needle? It seems your family's legacy is quite impressive."
Upon mentioning the family legacy, Long Xiao Wu suddenly straightened his back, speaking with an air of arrogance, "Just know this: if you truly harm me, our family's servants will wipe out your entire clan!"
"Ha ha!" A chilling, eerie laughter echoed from the darkness. "No matter who you are, you'll become a corpse before me." A shadowy figure emerged not far in front of Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu. "It's your misfortune to offend someone you shouldn't have. For a piece of Red Essence Stone, your lives are forfeit."
"Haha, then we must be quite valuable! I guess I was right; the one sent to kill us must be a young man with a hurt jaw," Zhao Yang recalled the events from the previous night when he had taught a group of extortionists a lesson for targeting Li Yunshan.
"Since you know that, it makes it all the more necessary for you to die. A mere Qi Refinement Stage Level Three brat dares to offend others without knowing how to restrain his arrogance."
"Shouldn't one resist when others tread on their heads? I've long heard that in the cultivation world, disagreements can lead to death. It seems that saying is not false," Zhao Yang replied, already in motion. In an instant, he appeared behind the shadow. Utilizing his Divine Power Time Walk, he couldn't discern the shadow's cultivation level but suspected it was likely a Foundation Establishment Stage expert. He aimed for a surprise attack to eliminate the shadow.
The shadow gasped in surprise and quickly stepped forward five paces before turning around to counter with a palm strike. Their fists collided with a muffled thud, and both retreated three steps. Suddenly, a fireball appeared in the shadow's right hand, crackling with sparks as it shot toward Zhao Yang. With no room to retreat, Zhao Yang unleashed his Lunar Dragon technique, and a white dragon silhouette surged from his chest. However, as soon as the dragon and fireball made contact, they shattered into pieces. Alarmed, Zhao Yang evaded to the side just in time to avoid a fatal blow but was still grazed on the shoulder by the fireball. He realized that he was far too outmatched in cultivation level; without closing the distance, he would never be able to harm his opponent.
At that moment, however, the shadow retreated a step toward a nearby passage.
"A Qi Refinement Stage Level Three cultivator possesses techniques that allow True Qi to leave their body? Could it be that there's also family heritage involved? No wonder they dared to attack me first; they've been played by those kids!" The shadow's eyes flickered with uncertainty. Having just entered the Foundation Establishment Stage himself and lacking stable mastery over powerful techniques, he resorted to using fireball spells which lacked significant lethality. Realizing he couldn't deal with the two before him in such a short time and that his Yin Corpse Needle had been immobilized by the fat man behind him through some strange method, he hesitated no longer. He murmured an incantation under his breath, and the Yin Corpse Needle immediately appeared in his hand. Without further ado, he summoned a gust of black wind and shot toward the ceiling, disappearing into the darkness along the nearby mountain path.
Meanwhile, Long Xiao Wu's hand behind his back flickered as a golden dragon swiftly vanished from sight.
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