C109 Regret
C109 Regret
From within the pearl, he could feel a terrifying energy.
If the pearl exploded, the energy produced would not be able to stop even a One Thought Stage warrior.
Zeng Lin's face turned pale. He swallowed his saliva and was secretly shocked.
Seeing Zeng Lin's hesitation, Ye Zhi said indifferently, "This pearl has gathered the essence of a One Thought Stage warrior. There will be no side effects after consuming it, but it will have to suffer a lot. Do you understand?"
Zeng Lin nodded.
"I'll leave this to you. Whether you use it or not is up to you." With a flip of his hand, the pearl flew into Zeng Lin's hand.
Sensing the terrifying aura inside the pearl, Zeng Lin's body shook violently. Xie Han's face kept appearing in his mind.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Senior Brother Ye, I know what to do."
Ye Zhi smiled. "Speaking of which, there are a few new people in our sect today. Do you know about this?"
"Is Senior Brother Ye referring to the candidate who passed the elder's exam?" Zeng Lin asked.
"Yes. After you leave, ask Nangong Xuan to look for me. Remember, don't attract other people's attention." Ye Zhi said in a low voice.
"Okay." Zeng Lin seemed to have understood something.
"Senior Brother Ye, if there's nothing else, I'll take my leave first."
"Go."
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Bang! Bang! Bang!
A series of knocking sounds rang out. A trace of a smile appeared on Ye Zhi's face. He got up and opened the door. When he saw Nangong Xuan standing outside, he could not help but smile. "Brother Xuan, long time no see. Please come in."
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Nangong Xuan looked around the spotless courtyard and smiled bitterly. "We have not seen each other for three days. We should treat each other differently. Ever since you left without saying goodbye, no one knew where you went. I didn't expect that you would become the Tyrant Spirit Sect's Successor Disciple."
"Brother Xuan has said that Successor Disciple, I may be the kind of Successor Disciple that can't be kept safe." Ye Zhi mocked himself.
"Humph, who would believe what you just said? You must be enjoying yourself for no reason." Nangong Xuan curled his lips.
If he wanted to find someone who knew Ye Zhi the best, it would have to be Nangong Xuan.
"What's the situation in the ancient dynasty?" Ye Zhi asked. He had asked Nangong Xuan for the same reason.
Nangong Xuan sat down. "Ever since you left without saying goodbye, Gu Yu sent someone to contact the Nangong family. The patriarch is determined to stand on Third Prince's side and fight for the position of crown prince with Gu Chen."
"After that, Gu Yu and Gu Chen exchanged more than ten rounds in secret, but the outcome was not decided. However, at the last moment, Ancient King announced Gu Yu to be the crown prince. Gu Chen had no choice but to stay on one side."
"Ancient King's attitude changed so quickly?" Ye Zhi was a little surprised.
"It's because of you, isn't it?" Nangong Xuan smiled. "Elder Ling admires you. He even went to Ancient King's place. I don't know what he said. After that, Ancient King announced Gu Yu to be the crown prince. It must be because of you."
Ling Mooh must have mentioned to Ancient King that he had become the Successor Disciple of Tyrant Spirit Sect.
Ye Zhi thought.
As long as Ancient King's mind was not clear about the identity of the Successor Disciple of the Tyrant Spirit Sect, he would know what to do.
"Also, the Spirit Fire Pavilion once sent people to the Nangong family to look for you, but you left without saying goodbye there."
"Spirit Fire Pavilion?" Ye Zhi was stunned for a moment, then he smiled bitterly.
The purpose of the Spirit Fire Pavilion looking for him should be to investigate the matter of the spirit son examination. It was truly a pity.
Taking a deep breath, aside from feeling a little regretful in his heart, he did not feel much loss.
Learning martial arts was like rowing a boat against the current. If one did not advance, one would retreat. There were gains and losses. Sometimes, one had to learn to give up. Only in this way could one walk long and far.
It was not like there would be no chance in the future.
It was just that, with Zhi Lingzi's head, after he ascended to three stars, he would have to make a trip to the Spirit Enforcement Union.
At this moment, he had some understanding of refining spiritual water below three stars, but he did not know any further.
If he wanted to make some progress on the path of spirit mastery, he had to receive more comprehensive nurturing.
The identity of the medicinal Spirit Wielding Cultivator was greatly beneficial to his martial path. He had no reason to give up.
"There's one more thing that I think I need to mention to you." Nangong Xuan hesitated for a while and said slowly, "Miss Xue ran away from home."
"Where did she go?" Ye Zhi asked quickly.
"We only know that she left the ancient dynasty. We don't even know where she went." Nangong Xuan stared at Ye Zhi with a complicated expression.
"Out of the ancient dynasty..." Ye Zhi's body trembled and a trace of bitterness appeared in his eyes.
How could he not know why Nangong Huanxue ran away from home?
With Nangong Huanxue's talent, as long as she entered the Tyrant Spirit Sect, it would not take long for her to become a Successor Disciple, or even a leading figure in the Successor Disciple. Walking out of the ancient dynasty was all because of him.
"This is what Miss Xue asked me to pass to you." Nangong Xuan took out a letter and placed it on the table.
"Take a look first. I will take my leave." Nangong Xuan stood up and left.
Ye Zhi took a deep breath. His expression was complicated. It took him a long time to open it.
There was still a trace of fragrance left on the paper.
It was Nangong Huanxue's scent.
There were only a few words on the paper. The handwriting was delicate and elegant.
"You will definitely regret it."
Ye Zhi's face was blank, and Nangong Huanxue's pretty face could not help but appear in his mind.
"I am regretting it." Ye Zhi said in a daze.
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"The strength of the qi and blood in the Blood Ganoderma is equivalent to a One Thought Stage warrior. This is only two hundred years old. If I consume that five hundred year old Blood Ganoderma, I'm afraid I'll explode from my qi and blood. "
Ye Zhi stared at the two Blood Ganodermas in front of him, and a flash of light appeared in his eyes.
The effect of medicinal Blood Ganodermas was to strengthen one's blood vitality, and it was beneficial to all martial artists. If one's Vitality was strong, they could recover their spirit energy and physical strength quickly. Especially to some martial artists who refined their bodies, it was even more of an extraordinary treasure.
"After consuming this two-hundred-year-old medicinal Blood Ganoderma, I'm afraid that my qi and blood and body will be able to reach the Peak of Metamorphosis Stage realm. In addition, with the Tyrant's Art, I'll be able to train my body..."
Ye Zhi's eyes lit up. At this moment, they were as bright as starlight.
There were still two months left. He didn't have much confidence in raising his strength to the One Thought Stage realm, because his spirit fire was too special. He couldn't even find any reference experience in Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm, so he could only rely on himself to test it out.
If he couldn't break through to the One Thought Stage realm, the Hundred Battle would have to rely on its body to defend itself when the time limit was up.
However, with the help of the Tyrant's Art and the two medicinal Blood Ganodermas, he was confident that he could reach the low One Thought Stage realm, or even surpass it.
In the end, these were two medicinal Blood Ganodermas that were two hundred years old and five hundred years old respectively. Their qi and blood were sufficient to support a coal cultivator of One Thought Stage.
"Body, focus on refining the Overlord's Art now."
Ye Zhi made up his mind. His eyes flashed as he sat cross-legged on the ground and took out two hundred years old Blood Ganodermas.
There were two ways to use the Blood Ganoderma. One was to consume it when refining it, and the other was to consume it directly.
The first way was not to waste it, but only the Spirit Wielding Cultivator could do it. The second way would waste some blood and Qi. To Ye Zhi, the second way was not the best.
With a thought, the spiritual fire rushed out of his heart. The temperature in the room rose.
He threw the Blood Ganoderma into the spiritual fire. With a whoosh, the bright Blood Ganoderma changed.
Ye Zhi guarded his mind and carefully controlled the spiritual fire.
He was already a two-star medicinal Spirit Wielding Cultivator. Although his mastery of spirit fire was not as good as a master's, he was also very familiar with it.
Time slowly passed.
200 years of medicinal Blood Ganodermas belonged to the middle-upper level medicinal herbs. Even with Ye Zhi's strength, it was somewhat taxing. He used an entire hour and only refined less than half.
Fortunately, his spirit energy was strong, and his spirit fire was unrivaled under the heavens.
If it was someone else, not to mention half, they probably wouldn't even be able to do one-sixth of it.
An hour later, a surge of qi and blood spread throughout the entire room. The air was filled with qi and blood waves, filling the room so tightly that it fit perfectly.
In the azure spirit fire, a fist-sized bright red liquid was wrapped in the spirit fire, emitting a terrifying Vitality wave.
Ye Zhi's face was pale, and his forehead was full of sweat.
Refining medicinal Blood Ganodermas also made him reach the point where he could not support his strength.
At this time, he smelled the blood and qi waves in the air, causing his entire body's blood and qi to roil, burning like a raging fire.
"This blood and Qi are really terrifying."
Ye Zhi was shocked. He took a deep breath and stared at the bright red liquid, carefully controlling it.
If he was not careful and caused the red liquid to explode, the power would be devastating even if he didn't die.
Soon, Ye Zhi opened his mouth and a ray of bloody light entered his mouth.
The azure spirit fire was sucked into his body, and Ye Zhi's entire body started to tremble.
The moment it entered his mouth, a terrifying blood energy instantly surged into his entire body.
It was like a torrential river, endless and turbulent.
All the meridians and bones in his body were corroded by this power, and there was a loud bang.
His body was unable to withstand the blood and Qi cleansing. Soon, cracks appeared on the surface of his body, and blood slowly flowed out.
"Ya ~"
Ye Zhi's expression was ferocious, as if he was a demon, and it was extremely terrifying.
His throat was filled with the sound of a demon howling. Then, he twitched in pain. His teeth were chattering loudly. The room was filled with a gloomy feeling.
Bang!
Suddenly, Ye Zhi jumped off the bed and stood in the room. His eyes were closed, and his arms were trembling. He used the skill of the Tyrant.
"Wah ~"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The shrill howls in the room continued without end, and it was mixed with a wave of the sounds of formation energy. It caused one's heart to tremble with fear.
At the beginning, because of the pain, his movements were incomplete, and they weren't standard.
However, as time passed, the Art of Tyrant slowly unfolded, and the surging Qi and blood in his body merged into his body, burning fiercely.
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At this moment, the external blood and qi continuously merged with his own blood and qi, entering his body.
It was both painful and joyful at the same time.
Ye Zhi's entire consciousness became blurry as his qi and blood burned. The remaining part was empty, guarding his mind.
The intense pain and the smooth flow of his blood and Qi made Ye Zhi feel as if he was in a mixture of seawater and flames.
His clothes were torn by his qi and blood, and his body was covered in blood. There were wounds everywhere, and it was a shocking sight.
Time passed minute by minute...
In the end, there was only the sound of an explosion in the house. Ye Zhi remained silent. His eyes were closed tightly, and his hazy consciousness had already sunk into his blood.
The entire cultivation process lasted for three days and three nights.
He just stood there like a wooden stake, continuously executing the Tyrant's Art.
With the help of his terrifying Vitality, he had refined thirty six diagrams, leaving only six of them unrefined.
Ye Zhi raised his arm unintentionally, throwing a punch towards the void with a strange momentum.
Bang!
The sound of bitter thunder and the sound of clouds resounded. An invisible wave of air rushed out of Ye Zhi's fist and heavily smashed into the void, creating waves in the air.