"Senior Brother Zhao … it's nothing. Anyway, that person is about to die. There's no point in arguing with someone who's about to die." Zhang Wei said gently as he bent down beside Zhao Zhenyuan.
"He stole my cub and made me look bad in front of Sister Chu. If I don't vent my anger, I won't be able to swallow it!" Zhao Zhenyuan said sternly with an ashen face.
Ever since he joined Manjoo Zhanmu, almost no one dared to disobey him with his brother Zhao Fengyun around. Even the deacons of the Xuan Faction had to be polite to him.
And this time, he was scolded by Chu Yuechan in front of so many disciples in the library. How could he not be angry?
Zhao Zhenyuan knew his limits when it came to Chu Yuechan. Even his brother was afraid of her. He did not dare to offend her, but that person who was about to die … hmph!
"But … but Sister Chu already said that she would protect him for three years … if anything happens to him, I'm afraid she'll only blame you?" Zhang Wei said in a low voice, his face full of worry.
"Slap!" Zhao Zhenyuan slapped Zhang Wei and sent him flying. He said sternly, "Are you blaming me?
He's about to die. Do you think I'll be blamed if he dies?
Even if Senior Sister Chu was protecting him, could it be that Senior Sister Chu was by his side every day?
Won't she think of a way?
Won't she borrow someone else's hand to kill him?
Useless thing. If you could beat him, how could things have turned out like this? "
Zhang Wei coughed up blood, and an innocent expression appeared on his face. Although he was furious in his heart, he didn't dare to show it. He hurriedly crawled up, and said, "Right, right, right. Senior Brother Zhao's words are reasonable, but how can we borrow the hands of others?
After all, everyone knows that Sister Chu is protecting that person. "
"This … Let me think about it!" Zhao Zhenyuan sat there and stared ahead, deep in thought.
"Without the Karmic Lamp, he won't be able to live for more than three years … In other words, even if we don't do anything, he will definitely die. But how can we make him die faster?"
"That's right … Didn't Elder Lie kill a few more alchemy apprentices when he was refining pills a few days ago?" Zhang Wei suddenly thought of something and asked in a low voice.
Zhao Zhenyuan's eyes suddenly lit up. After thinking for a moment, he patted Zhang Wei's head and said, "Not bad … this is a good idea!"
Zhang Wei's expression turned bitter, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
…
When Qin Yu returned to his room, he was still thinking about what Chu Yuechan had said.
"The top ten in the disciple selection … and the fifth generation disciples, those below the Spiritual Infant Tier, are the fifth generation disciples. In other words, I have to face a group of prodigies of the Heaven Tempering Tier?
With my current strength, even if I could participate, it would be difficult to get into the top ten. "
This wasn't Qin Yu boosting the morale of others and diminishing his own. Manjoo Zhanmu was a gathering of prodigies, and the top of his strength was probably not inferior to Tong Yun Fei. Previously, when he faced Tong Yun Fei's strength, Qin Yu still had lingering fears, and this was even after he suppressed his cultivation!
Previously, Qin Yu noticed that when Chu Yuechan said the top ten would enter the ancestral shrine, his eyes couldn't help but light up. It could be seen that the top ten's reward was not only a visit to the ancestral shrine, but also other rewards.
From this, Qin Yu could infer that there were definitely many prodigies of the four factions suppressing their cultivation, waiting for the disciple selection. Their strength was incomparably strong, even comparable to the Spiritual Infant Tier.
"Three years' time, within three years, I need to step into the Heaven Tempering Tier to possibly stand out. I don't know what the disciple selection is like. If I fight continuously, that Demonic Madness Change might not be able to unleash its power. So, whether I can squeeze into the top ten will depend on these three years.
"Black Lightning, Fire of the Swamp, maybe they can become my trump cards.
Unfortunately, I can only enter the first level of the library. Most of the books stored there are low-level battle skills and Dao techniques, and there are no Dao techniques for Fire of the Swamp, "Qin Yu said to himself.
"Forget it, let's see if there are any suitable Dao techniques for Black Lightning."
Then, Qin Yu closed his eyes, and the books he'd read appeared in his mind, and began to sift through them.
Finally, he sifted through a Dao technique suitable for the present, a personal letter.
"Black Lightning Protection!"
"Yuanchu's personal letter!"
"First, I'll learn these two Daoist techniques. The Mystic Thunder Shield can increase my defense, and the method recorded in Yuanchu's letter … can transform the power of Mystic Thunder." Qin Yu muttered to himself and slowly closed his eyes.
Three days later.
Qin Yu sat cross-legged in his room, and his entire body was covered with dense Black Lightning like a spider web. Just as he condensed the Black Lightning with all his might, the door was kicked open. Qin Yu quickly kept the Black Lightning in his body and opened his eyes.
"You're the one who's about to die?" A young disciple with a stocky build stood at the door, staring at Qin Yu, and shouted coldly.
"What's the matter?" Qin Yu suppressed the anger in his heart and said in a low voice.
"You've been chosen by Elder Lie," the stocky young man said coldly.
Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and sneered in his heart. Zhao Zhenyuan couldn't sit still anymore?
After pondering for a while, Qin Yu stood up slowly. It was better to end Zhao Zhenyuan's matter as soon as possible. Otherwise, if it continued to drag on, it would only interfere with his cultivation.
Walking out of the room, Qin Yu realized that he wasn't alone. There were five young cultivators waiting not far away. Qin Yu glanced at them and realized that they were all new disciples.
"Follow me!" The stocky young man called out to the five disciples and walked in a direction.
About an hour later.
When they reached the edge of the Yellow Vein, there was a valley about a hundred miles away from the center. The stocky young man stopped and shouted into the valley, "Elder Lie, the new alchemy apprentice has arrived."
After saying that, the stocky young man turned and ran, as if he didn't want to stay here for a moment longer.
Qin Yu and the other five looked at each other and looked at the valley in fear. Their hearts were filled with uneasiness.
"Come in, all of you," a deep voice echoed in the valley.
Qin Yu frowned. He didn't know what Zhao Zhenyuan was up to. He glanced at the neatly built wooden houses on both sides of the valley's entrance. The wooden houses seemed to have been built not long ago. He was bewildered and slowly walked into the valley.
As soon as he entered the valley, he saw a huge cauldron erected in the center of the valley. A sloppy old man was sitting on top of the cauldron, staring into the cauldron as if he was thinking about something. He ignored Qin Yu and the other five.
Without getting a response from the old man, they didn't dare to move. Qin Yu scanned the entire valley and found that there seemed to be a lot of dust in the valley. He could vaguely see some black fragments and ink-red blood stains.
Even so, the valley was filled with a strong medicinal fragrance that made people excited. However, what made Qin Yu frown was that the medicinal fragrance had a burnt smell. In the innermost part of the valley, there was also a wooden house. However, this wooden house seemed to have been through the vicissitudes of life and looked to be on the verge of collapse. Looking at the other parts of the valley, Qin Yu vaguely guessed something in his heart.
This valley … seemed to have experienced an explosion. Zhao Zhenyuan brought him here to … kill with a borrowed knife?
No … he should be using the cauldron to kill with a borrowed knife?
Just as Qin Yu was deep in thought, the sloppy old man suddenly took out an unknown medicinal herb. He hesitated for a moment before throwing it into the cauldron. Then, he clapped his hands and the patterns on the cauldron shone brightly.
"Rumble!"
Qin Yu only felt his ears ring and the blood in his body boil. An earth-shattering explosion resounded through the sky. Then, countless sounds of breaking air accompanied by a powerful shockwave sent Qin Yu flying. He slammed into a nearby wooden house and smashed it into pieces.
After landing heavily, Qin Yu's chest was bleeding profusely. He looked in the direction of the valley in horror.
When the dust in the sky settled, a huge crater was revealed in the valley. The old man in ragged clothes stood where the cauldron had been. After a while, an angry roar came from the valley, "How is this possible?!
What happened?!
This old man doesn't believe in this evil.
Men … "
Qin Yu took out a pill and popped it into his mouth. His eyes were filled with killing intent. That Zhao Zhenyuan was so vicious. He wanted to use the cauldron's explosion to kill him?
This was considered lucky. If he had been hit by the cauldron fragments … As he thought about it, Qin Yu glanced at the disciple who had been hit by a fragment and had his head crushed. He couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"Men!" The sloppy old man stared at the ground and shouted again.
As if he sensed that no one responded, the old man suddenly turned his head. He saw that four of the six alchemy apprentices had been killed and one had fainted. However, the sloppy old man ignored the dead alchemy apprentice. His gaze swept past Qin Yu and he raised his right hand.
Qin Yu only felt a powerful force wrap around him. His body flew forward quickly and landed in front of the old man.
The old man was about five feet tall. His face was black and his appearance couldn't be seen clearly. His hair was like steel needles.
"Dao Realm!
A Dao Realm expert. "Qin Yu's heart sank.
He didn't expect this ordinary-looking old man to be a Dao Realm expert.
"I'm calling you. Didn't you hear me?"
The old man roared angrily. Without waiting for Qin Yu's reply, the old man threw a pill into Qin Yu's mouth and shouted, "Take the token and go to the Hundred Treasures Pavilion to exchange for a cauldron and ten sets of these herbs for me!
I'll give you two hours. "With that, the old man let go of Qin Yu and took out a purple token and a piece of beast skin.
As the pill entered his mouth, Qin Yu felt a pure force enter his body and heal his injured body. While he was still in shock, the old man shouted, "What are you waiting for?
Why aren't you going?
If you miss the time, I'll hold you responsible! "
Although Qin Yu's heart was filled with endless anger, things had already come to this, and he had no choice.
He could only think of a way to escape in the future. If he stayed here, he might really be killed one day.
Wouldn't that be like what they said, he wouldn't live for more than three years?