In a dense forest in the depths of White Long Valley, Wan Shaoyuan's heart was filled with resentment and shame.
Not only was he defeated by the person he hated the most in the arena, but his favorite woman was also snatched away.
Zhu Lean even hugged Ji Yilan in public. This kind of blow made Wan Shaoyuan, who had always been ignorant of worldly affairs, go crazy.
What made him feel even more humiliated was that Ji Yilan had clearly promised him a few nights ago that she would be with him, but she actually changed her mind today!
Wan Shaoyuan didn't hate Ji Yilan. He only felt that Zhu Lean must have forced Ji Yilan behind her back.
It must be!
He hated it, he hated it so much!
He hated Zhu Lean for going too far, and hated his own incompetence even more!
"Ah!!!"
Wan Shaoyuan roared like a madman, wildly pounding the trees and boulders around him with his fists.
He didn't use any spiritual power, only the strength of his physical body. However, he didn't cultivate any body refining techniques, so it didn't take long for his hands to be badly mangled.
However, he didn't seem to notice it and continued to vent there, as if these trees were Zhu Lean.
"What a joke. You can't beat others, so you came here to compete with Shi Mu. You're really useless." At this time, a disdainful voice with a hint of ridicule sounded.
"Who?!"
Wan Shaoyuan turned around abruptly and saw a middle-aged man in gray with an ordinary face standing there. He had never seen this person before.
This person was naturally Leng Shiqi. He said indifferently, "You don't need to know who I am. I just want to ask you, do you hate Zhu Lean?"
"Of course I do!" Wan Shaoyuan said hatefully.
"Since you hate him so much, you need to cultivate diligently. One day, you will be stronger than him and defeat him with your own strength.
Take back the glory that should belong to you and take back the woman that should belong to you!
But what you're doing now, what does it mean to be a coward? "
Leng Shiqi's tone was very flat, but there seemed to be some kind of strange rhythm in his words.
Leng Shiqi used illusion techniques more naturally and freely. In his every gaze and every word, there was a trace of illusion technique mixed in.
He wanted to subtly magnify the hatred in Wan Shaoyuan's heart.
Wan Shaoyuan's eyes turned red from Leng Shiqi's words. His nails dug deep into his palms and even pierced his skin, causing blood to flow out.
He didn't say a word, and his face revealed a look of struggle. In the end, he was dejected and disheartened.
The other party was right. He was indeed a coward.
He didn't have the confidence to defeat Zhu Lean, and he might not have a chance in the future.
Zhu Lean had already refined his spirit sea before him. Perhaps, in a few years' time, Zhu Lean would be able to break through the Spiritual Pulse Realm and become an expert of the Four Levels of the Sky Human Realm.
On the other hand, he, Wan Shaoyuan, had yet to even condense his spiritual sea. He would only be pulled further and further apart!
What could he use to defeat Zhu Lean?
Seeing him like this, Leng Shiqi said, "Am I right?
But I still have the same question. Do you want revenge? "
"Of course I do. I even dream about it!" Wan Shaoyuan roared. "But what's the use of dreaming about it?
My cultivation is not as good as his, I can't defeat him! "
"Who said that you can't defeat him just because your cultivation is not as good as his?"
Leng Shiqi shook his head and said, "There are many battles in this world where the weak wins against the strong. As long as you have a powerful spiritual technique, you can completely defeat Zhu Lean."
"Such a spiritual technique has to be at least Level Five or above. The sect has it, but the elders definitely won't give it to me," Wan Shaoyuan said dejectedly.
Leng Shiqi's eyes locked onto Wan Shaoyuan's and said, "If you really want to learn, I can teach you."
As soon as he said this, Wan Shaoyuan's body immediately paused, and he looked at Leng Shiqi warily.
One who was unaccountably solicitous was hiding evil intentions!
Moreover, spiritual techniques were like cultivation techniques. They were all secrets of the sect, and ordinary people couldn't even find them.
Now, this stranger in front of him actually wanted to teach him a powerful spiritual technique?
No matter how simple Wan Shaoyuan was, he wasn't stupid. He asked warily, "Who exactly are you?
What's your purpose in doing this? "
"I'm just a passerby. When I saw you being humiliated like this, I just wanted to help you." At this point, Leng Shiqi's eyes faintly flashed with a five-colored light.
"You don't have to be so nervous. I'm everywhere and have no fixed residence. I'm only going to teach you a spiritual technique. I'm not asking you to be my disciple, nor do I need you to pay anything. Just take it that I want to form a good relationship with you.
I'll still say the same thing. Do you want to take revenge and wash away your humiliation?! "
The five-colored light in Leng Shiqi's eyes became even brighter.
However, Wan Shaoyuan seemed to be unaware of this. His expression became a little stiff. However, when he heard that he would avenge his humiliation, his eyes suddenly erupted with shocking hatred!
Wan Shaoyuan nodded deeply!
Seeing this, Leng Shiqi laughed inwardly. Under the bewitchment of the illusion, Wan Shaoyuan had finally taken the bait.
Leng Shiqi crossed his arms and said, "The spiritual technique I'm going to teach you is actually somewhat related to your Bipolar Mountain Village. Watch carefully."
With that, Leng Shiqi's aura condensed and he displayed the power of the peak of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
Then, he moved both of his hands, and suddenly, hundreds and thousands of threads of spiritual power with cold aura surged out. These threads of cold aura changed endlessly. Sometimes, they were as indestructible as sharp spears, and sometimes, they were as tough as willow branches.
However, no matter what they looked like, the terrifying cold power contained within them froze all the surrounding trees and stones into ice!
With a wave of his hand, Leng Shiqi turned the area within 100 feet into a cold hell!
Wan Shaoyuan was dumbfounded. Was this the destructive power of a Spirit Transformation Realm cultivator?
He could also see that the spiritual technique Leng Shiqi used was indeed similar to the Extreme Cold Ice Silk Hands he cultivated.
In front of this spiritual technique, the Extreme Cold Ice Silk Hands was simply child's play!
If he learned this spiritual technique, even if Zhu Lean was a half-step Spirit Vein Realm cultivator, he was confident he could easily defeat him!
After recovering from his shock, Wan Shaoyuan immediately revealed a look of ecstasy. He clasped his hands and said, "Senior, are you really going to teach me this spiritual technique?"
Leng Shiqi continued to maintain the illusion and his voice was filled with temptation. "Yes, I might as well tell you that my ancestor and your Bipolar Mountain Village's ancestor have a lot of connections.
My Cold Underworld Thousand Silk Hands was born from the Extreme Cold Ice Silk Hands, so you can't be considered stealing it.
Moreover, you have the foundation of the Extreme Cold Ice Silk Hands, so you will learn it very quickly. "
When Wan Shaoyuan heard this, he suddenly realized that this senior was related to the sect. The last trace of vigilance in his heart finally dropped.
"However, you must not tell anyone else about me teaching you this spiritual technique, not even your elders!
Can you do it? "
Wan Shaoyuan immediately said, "Please rest assured, Senior, I won't tell anyone."
Leng Shiqi waved his hand and said, "Very good, I'll teach you the spiritual technique first. Go back and comprehend it. In the future, you can come here to find me every two days."