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Under Zhao Yang's leadership, the group consumed Spirit Qi Pills like they were meals for several consecutive days. In just half a month, their cultivation levels surged dramatically. Situ Yan and Si Tu Bo each consumed around one hundred Spirit Qi Pills, reaching the sixth level of Qi Refinement Stage. With Zhao Yang's assistance, Scholar Xiu also managed to consume about one hundred pills, elevating his cultivation from the seventh to the eighth level of Qi Refinement Stage.
Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu were nearing immunity to the effects of Spirit Qi Pills, treating them as if they were mere candies.
Every day, Zhao Yang woke up early to practice frog jumps with his Stone Hammer, strengthening his leg and abdominal muscles. After his training, he would crush a dozen Spirit Qi Pills and dissolve them in a water tank, allowing the Spirit Energy to fully infuse into the water. He would then soak in it for half an hour, letting the Spirit Energy seep through his skin to nourish his body. This method prevented any soreness in his muscles without making them overly bulky; Zhao Yang had no desire to become a hulking muscle man.
One day, Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu were seated in the Main Hall playing chess while Scholar Xiu and the others played poker nearby. They were engaged in a game of Landlord, where the winner could claim a Spirit Qi Pill—something Zhao Yang had taught them during his leisure time.
Zhao Yang and Long Xiao Wu remained silent, occasionally popping a "candy" into their mouths for a taste.
Suddenly, Zhao Yang halted his chess moves and slowly lifted his head, gazing into the distance. Long Xiao Wu seemed to sense something as well; he stopped what he was doing and signaled for Scholar Xiu and Sister Situ to be quiet.
"What’s wrong?" Scholar Xiu asked, still holding onto a Queen of Hearts card.
"You all should leave. A group of Inner Courtyard Disciples has arrived, and they carry a faint aura of hostility. They might be here to kill me," Zhao Yang said calmly.
"That Alchemist Boy is really shameless! Unable to defeat Zhao Yang, he actually brought people to gang up on him!" Situ Yan exclaimed angrily.
Zhao Yang shook his head and replied, "It’s probably not the Alchemist Boy; they are already here."
"Zhao Yang, it’s been months since we last met. I wonder what progress you’ve made? I’ve heard you claim to be the best in Outer Sect, looking down on everyone else. You’ve dealt with Inner Courtyard disciples one after another. Today my brother has come; are you brave enough to face him in battle?"
"It’s Qin Army! He actually called his brother here! When did Zhao Yang ever say such things? He’s practically creating enemies for himself!" Situ Yan defended Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang's expression remained serious as he kept his thoughts calm. He had encountered such situations many times before; accusations could always be fabricated, and explanations often led to more trouble for oneself.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, the entire villa collapsed, burying Zhao Yang, Long Xiao Wu, and the others beneath the rubble, where faint flashes of lightning could still be seen.
"A bunch of trash from the Outer Sect, and you dare to call it a battle? You're really embarrassing me!" A cold and disdainful voice came from a young man with an expressionless face. His complexion was pale, but his eyes were sharp as an eagle's, piercing like a spear, making one feel as if they could be pierced through with just a glance.
Qin Army felt his face flush with embarrassment in front of his subordinates and lowered his head to retreat behind the young man, saying, "I won't dare next time, brother."
This young man was none other than Qin Army's older brother, Qin Lei. He was a disciple from the previous generation. Although he possessed both Ice and Thunder attributes as a Spiritual Root cultivator, he was extremely diligent. Ten years ago, in his first year at the Sect, he reached the Qi Refinement Stage at Great Perfection and was rewarded with a Foundation Pill by the Sect's higher-ups. He was on the verge of achieving the coveted flawless foundation and was one of the first elite disciples to enter the Inner Courtyard. Even among all disciples in the Inner Courtyard, he ranked within the top hundred.
Qin Lei had a notorious reputation in the Inner Courtyard for being ruthless; he would cripple anyone's cultivation over a mere disagreement. He had come today to give some guidance to his underachieving brother. However, before leaving, he heard about a young tyrant from the Outer Sect of Yuwang City who was said to take lives at will, injuring countless Outer Court Disciples and robbing Spiritual Pills without mercy. Initially indifferent to such news—Qin Lei had done plenty of bad deeds himself—he became furious upon learning that his brother had also been bullied by this young tyrant. He immediately decided to come and kill him to establish his authority.
A not particularly powerful Thunder Summoning Technique brought down the entire villa on the back mountain.
Long Xiao Wu and Scholar Xiu crawled out from the rubble, covered in dust. Long Xiao Wu felt wronged and furious; True Qi surged within him, causing debris to fly around him. He pointed at the crowd outside and shouted, "Which bastard did this?!"
Upon hearing Long Xiao Wu's curse, Qin Lei remained unfazed on the surface but quickly formed a layer of frost in his hand as an ice dagger began to take shape, spinning rapidly in a spiral motion. As a cultivator of Ice and Thunder attributes, he primarily focused on the Thunder Path but also had considerable skill in ice techniques. Seeing that the Thunder Summoning Technique hadn’t killed Long Xiao Wu and the others instantly ignited his killing intent.
"So it's just a short and chubby pig; this is what they call a tyrant from the Outer Sect?" A young man behind Qin Lei laughed, prompting uproarious laughter from the Inner Courtyard Disciples.
Whoosh!
Qin Lei was not someone who would lecture before fighting; in his eyes, even if one were the best in the Outer Sect, they could be easily wiped out—like crushing ants without hesitation.
Seeing the ice dagger coming at him, Long Xiao Wu let out a low shout and gathered True Qi in his palm to meet it head-on.
Thud!
Long Xiao Wu frowned slightly as the ice dagger pierced half an inch into his palm! Shocked, he blurted out, "Is it realm suppression? Are you a disciple of Core Formation Stage?"
Qin Lei's eyes flashed with surprise; this Chubby was able to catch his ice blade with bare hands. He looked at Long Xiao Wu with interest and said, "What a formidable physique. I hear you are called Zhao Yang?"
Long Xiao Wu's heart sank as he realized that Zhao Yang had not yet emerged from the ruins.
"I am Zhao Yang." A voice like thunder echoed as Zhao Yang descended from the sky, swift as lightning, raising his fist like a mountain and striking towards Qin Lei.
An invisible barrier of True Qi suddenly appeared before Qin Lei, blocking Zhao Yang's powerful blow. Even so, fine cracks appeared on the defensive shield formed by the True Qi.
Qin Lei was jolted back, coughing lightly. Lightning surged around his hand as he swung it towards Zhao Yang. Zhao Yang had no choice but to retreat, turning to the three who crawled out from the ruins and said, "You all go check what happened over at Fish Pond. I just saw someone there."
It turned out that when the heavenly thunder struck the roof of the courtyard, Zhao Yang had already used Time Walk to teleport into the air to observe the situation. He noticed a group of people standing outside the courtyard, led by the Qin Army, and from their cultivation fluctuations, they were all Foundation Establishment Stage experts—there were at least twenty of them! At the same time, Zhao Yang also saw a figure in white flash past near Fish Pond, seemingly setting something up.
Scholar Xiu hesitated but nodded in response to Zhao Yang's words. However, Situ Yan said, "No way! Friends stick together in times of trouble. If you face danger here while we escape, what kind of friends would we be?" Situ Yan had always received favors from Zhao Yang; Zhao Yang had shared insights on the Universal Heart Sutra with him that greatly benefited him. He valued loyalty and could not abandon his benefactor and friend in such a critical moment.
"If you want to die, stay here. If you interfere with my actions later, I'll be the first to kill you. If you wish to fight alongside me, you're not worthy yet." Zhao Yang was straightforward; he wouldn't engage in any emotional theatrics like "If you don't leave, I won't leave." With many powerful enemies around and no confidence in victory, he would not hesitate to eliminate anyone who might hinder him. Situ Yan and Si Tu Bo were merely cultivators he had helped out of convenience; aside from sharing meals and playing games together over a few days, he had little connection with them.
Hearing Zhao Yang's words made Situ Yan's heart tremble slightly; indeed, he didn't even have the qualification to fight alongside Zhao Yang. Without further hesitation, he grabbed his brother Si Tu Bo and ran towards Fish Pond with Scholar Xiu.
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