On the sixteenth floor of the Spirit Gathering Tower, two old men were sitting in front of a tea table, leisurely enjoying a pot of tea.
These two old men were the ones who had appeared in front of the Spirit Gathering Tower.
The grey-robed old man picked up his teacup and took a sip, "Senior brother, that kid is a bit strange!"
The blue-robed old man stroked his beard and smiled, "Everyone has their own opportunities. That kid must have some secret that no one knows. Why should we be so stubborn? It's fine as long as he is a member of our Purple Sky Sect."
"Senior brother, I went out to ask around two days ago. That kid was almost expelled from our sect," said the grey-robed old man.
"What? This kid is so good at Tenbin, and his comprehension is even more outstanding. How could he be expelled from the sect?
Did he make a mistake? "The blue-robed old man was slightly moved.
"No, he made a great contribution, but he offended an elder who thought too highly of himself." The grey-robed old man shook his head.
"Tell me in detail. What's going on with that kid?" The blue-robed old man asked with interest.
Thus, the grey-robed old man sipped his tea while slowly telling the blue-robed old man the information he had inquired about.
The blue-robed old man became more and more excited as he listened.
"Senior brother, do you think this kid's merit is greater than his fault?" The grey-robed old man asked the blue-robed old man.
"You … you said that kid killed a King level elder of the Moon Worshipping Sect?" The blue-robed old man said excitedly.
"That's right. The sect master told me personally, so I believe it's true." The grey-robed old man replied.
"Wow, this kid is so powerful. He's not much weaker than I was back then." The blue-robed old man rubbed his hands together.
When the grey-robed old man heard this, he almost spat out the tea he drank. He remembered that two hundred years ago, when he and his senior brother were both Spirit Masters, they didn't seem to have killed a King level elder. Instead, they were almost beaten into a cripple. If it wasn't for their master rushing over, they would have died on the spot.
"Fortunately, that kid wasn't expelled from the sect. He was just expelled from Medicine Peak," the grey-robed old man said again.
"Yes, it doesn't matter whether he stays on Medicine Peak or not. It's fine as long as he's still in the sect. Senior Brother Xiao has taken in a good disciple. Even I'm a little jealous," the blue-robed elder replied.
"He really is a good grand-disciple. You don't know that kid has another shocking identity," said the gray-robed elder enviously.
The blue-robed old man's interest grew, and he asked in surprise again, "Quickly tell me, what identity does that kid have?"
"That kid is now our sect's new Elder," said the grey-robed elder.
"What, that … How old is that kid? How could he become an elder?" The blue-robed old man cried out, losing his composure.
To be able to become an elder, there wasn't a single person who wasn't a King Rank expert or a third-rank alchemist or above. In his eyes, that kid was only a mid-rank Spirit Master. Although Tenbin wasn't bad, it didn't mean that he could become an elder.
"Senior Brother, don't be in such a hurry. Let me finish. That kid is already a fourth-rank alchemist, so there's nothing wrong with the Sect Master making him an Elder." The grey-robed elder smiled. He hadn't seen his senior brother lose his composure like this in many years.
"That's … that's impossible!" The blue-robed elder gulped and said in disbelief.
And so, the grey-robed elder wasted some more time explaining the situation to the blue-robed elder.
This time, the blue-robed elder's mouth was wide open.
"How old is that kid? He's at most twenty, but he's already so amazing. In the future, he'll definitely soar into the sky," said the grey-robed elder very firmly.
"Not bad. That kid has already touched the edge of the King Rank, and becoming a King is just around the corner. In the future, he'll at least become a fifth-rank alchemist or above. Then our sect's strength will definitely greatly increase, and perhaps one day we'll be able to step over that heavenly threshold." The blue-robed elder's eyes shined brightly. Then he said, "Junior Brother, go tell the Sect Master that no matter what, we have to keep that kid here. No matter what he wants, we have to do our best to satisfy his requests."
"Senior Brother, I know what to do. But that kid's appetite isn't small either. He's actually thinking about Meng Qi." The grey-robed elder nodded.
"Haha, you've got guts. That kid really isn't bad," laughed the blue-robed elder.
Just as the grey-robed elder was about to say something, a rumbling sound rang out, and the entire spirit gathering tower shook intensely.
The tea table in front of the two elders began to sway. The grey-robed elder gently waved his sleeve, and a wave of spiritual energy descended, once more stabilizing the tea table.
"It's coming from the tenth floor." The blue-robed elder frowned and immediately disappeared.
The grey-robed elder didn't mind and instantly disappeared as well. His speed wasn't any slower than the blue-robed elder's.
When the two old men arrived at the tenth floor, they were horrified to find that the door of a training room on the tenth floor had been turned into powder, and the wall facing the door had also been blasted into a huge hole that was more than a meter wide. The surrounding walls were cracked, and the cold wind kept blowing in from the outside.
The two true disciples on the tenth floor were dumbfounded at the destruction caused, and they were extremely shocked.
There was also a middle-aged half-step King who was dumbfounded, not knowing what was going on.
They didn't know that the two elders from the previous generation had appeared here.
Just as they were about to greet them, the blue-robed elder waved his hand and said, "Go back. Pretend you didn't see anything."
The two disciples and the half-step King didn't hesitate, and after bowing, they returned to their original positions.
The grey-robed elder circulated his qi and quietly said, "Everyone, don't panic. It's fine!"
His voice echoed in the spirit gathering tower. Everyone who was alarmed was puzzled, but they all calmed down and continued to cultivate.
The two elders walked towards the broken door of the training room and saw Ling Xiao lying on the ground, looking at the two elders with a pale face. He scratched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Two … Two elders, I … I didn't do it on purpose."
The two elders' faces darkened. You didn't do it on purpose?
Although the Spirit Gathering Pagoda's main function was to gather spirit energy, there were also restrictions set up around the walls. Even a Half-step King would find it difficult to cause any damage to the pagoda, but now, a huge hole had been blasted into it.
Ling Xiao was only a high level Soul Master, and a newly advanced high level Soul Master at that. His strength wasn't too stable yet. How could he have suffered such destructive power?
He would have to go back to four hours ago.
Ling Xiao had been in the spirit gathering tower for half a month. During this time, not only did he break through to a high level Soul Master, but he could also feel the fluctuations of spirit energy at any time. He still needed to further master the usage of spirit energy.
Thus, in a moment of boredom, Ling Xiao remembered that he could already cultivate the "Three Divine Finger".
The Three Divine Finger was a finger technique that could only be cultivated with the assistance of the Three Divine Returning Energy. It was divided into three styles: Jade Splitting Gold, Three World Splitting, and Ten Thousand Urgent.
Each style had the power to shock the world and make the gods weep. It was a secret technique that Xiong Ba used to restrain Wind and Cloud. It was enough to show how terrifying its power was.
Ling Xiao had already cultivated the first three levels of the Three Divine Returning Energy, so he could now cultivate the first style of the Three Divine Finger, "Jade Splitting Gold".
Ling Xiao began to cultivate according to the chant, and then he adjusted all the spirit energy to his index finger.
Previously, Ling Xiao had the experience of cultivating the Li family's Scorching Finger, so he had some experience in cultivating the Three Divine Finger. They were both divine techniques that had some similarities.
Ling Xiao really didn't expect that the Three Divine Finger Separation would give him such a big surprise. This was because he discovered that when he began to mobilize the spiritual power, the spiritual power was unexpectedly drawn out from his Dantian in an endless stream. Even he had no way to control the spiritual power and reduce its output.
At the same time, he also felt that the spirit energy around his aura was actually moving toward his index finger.
Finally, a three-colored light source formed on his index finger. One red, one white, and one blue intersected with each other, making a sizzling sound like electric currents. It created a great pressure and a sense of threat around him.
Ling Xiao's finger was pressed by the energy until it was white and uncomfortable. He immediately lost control and pointed his finger forward.
Then, there was an earth-shattering sound.
The thousand year old wooden door of his cultivation room was blown to pieces, and the front of the door, which was the wall of the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, also suffered a disaster. It was blasted into a giant hole more than a meter wide.
If it wasn't for the restriction under the Spirit Gathering Pagoda, it was afraid that this finger would have already smashed the pagoda into pieces.
… …
After Ling Xiao took a medicinal pill and rested for a while, his whole body recovered a bit.
Two old men sat in front of Ling Xiao, staring at Ling Xiao without blinking.
After Ling Xiao opened his eyes, he couldn't help but blush when he saw the two old men's gazes. He shyly said, "Two … Two elders, don't stare at me like that. I'm not interested in men, especially old men."
As soon as Ling Xiao finished speaking, the two old men suddenly fainted.
"Elders … Elders, are you alright? Even if I don't like you, don't take things too hard!" Ling Xiao called out.
The two old men crawled up from the ground, and the blue-robed old man laughed. "You're quite humorous, kid. But you broke the Spirit Gathering Pagoda's restriction. How are you going to settle this?"
"Ugh … this … this is my fault?" Ling Xiao innocently asked back.
"If not you, then who is to blame?" The blue-robed old man narrowed his eyes.
"Of course it's your two elders' fault," Ling Xiao said in a serious tone.
The grey-robed old man asked with interest, "Why are you blaming us again?"
"The spirit gathering tower should've been guarded by the two of you, right? The restriction here should've been set up by the two of you, but look, the restriction you set up couldn't even withstand a single attack from me. Who else can I blame but you?" Ling Xiao splayed his hands open in response.
The two old men's faces darkened when they heard this, but then they thought that this kid's words seemed to make some sense.
Even a mid-stage King rank martial artist wouldn't be able to destroy the restriction they set up with a single attack, but this kid in front of them was able to directly blast a large hole in the Spirit Gathering Pagoda.
They couldn't help but wonder, Could it be that the restriction has been set up for too long?
But is that even possible?