Chapter 40

"Bang!" Taking advantage of Zhao Qiyang's moment of inattention, An Yunpeng rushed forward and struck a palm into Zhao Qiyang's chest, creating a large hole. In no time, all of Zhao Qiyang's blood was completely drained.

It was truly an extremely vicious technique.

An Yunpeng took the storage ring from Zhao Qiyang's finger, his face filled with wild joy. This was the先天丹 (Xiantian Pill), the greatest wish for people like them was to enter the Xiantian realm. Without the Xiantian Pill, he had little confidence, because if the advancement failed, it could result in the loss of all his powers or even death.

But with the help of the Xiantian Pill, as long as he wasn't extremely unlucky, there would generally be no problem!

Once he became a Xiantian expert, he could dominate an area, just like his master, being invincible in his territory.

"Right now!" Ye Xiwén muttered, stepping with the Heavenly Immortal Step, and in an instant, he was already in front of An Yunpeng.

"Master, be careful!" At this moment, a disciple of the Blood Hand Sect noticed Ye Xiwén and immediately shouted in alarm.

"It's too late!" Ye Xiwén roared, his long saber in hand, a bright light blocking An Yunpeng's eyes.

"Thud!" Blood splattered. An Yunpeng, who was in a state of wild joy, had no way to dodge Ye Xiwén's attack, which was as fast as lightning. Before he could react, he was split in two.

"Master!"

"You actually dared to kill the Master, give me your life!"

The disciples of the Blood Hand Sect, although they had killed the guards of Daqing City, were left with only a few. The most powerful among them was merely an eighth-level Houtian warrior, how could they possibly be a match for Ye Xiwén?

Ye Xiwén killed them all with one strike each.

The mantis catches the cicada, but the oriole is behind!

After killing all the disciples of the Blood Hand Sect, Ye Xiwén didn't dare to stay long, knowing that the three Xiantian experts from the other battlefield could arrive at any time.

If any of them arrived, he would be in serious trouble.

After searching the storage rings of Zhao Qiyang and An Yunpeng, Ye Xiwén left immediately. Ten minutes after Ye Xiwén left, the City Lord of Daqing City, dressed in tattered clothes, appeared here. Seeing his son, who had been drained dry, he roared in anger.

"Blood Hand Sect, I will never rest until I have avenged this!"

After making a large circle, he returned to Tianyuan City. At this time, most of the martial artists in Tianyuan City had already left. They had come for the Xiantian Pill, but now that it had a buyer, they couldn't stay and take advantage of the chaos, so they left.

Ye Xiwén returned to the inn without showing any emotion, took out the two storage rings, and was instantly filled with wild joy.

The two young masters were indeed wealthy, as befitting those groomed as successors. The two storage rings contained a total of one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, which was an astronomical sum for Ye Xiwén, who had never had more than ten thousand low-grade spirit stones. Even among the core disciples, those with ten thousand low-grade spirit stones were considered rich, and no core disciple had as much as one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, as the Zong was large but had over a hundred core disciples, and not all of them were groomed like Zhao Qiyang and An Yunpeng.

In one night, his wealth skyrocketed, and he could say that for a considerable period, he wouldn't lack spirit stones for cultivation.

In addition to the spirit stones, there were several martial arts techniques, but Ye Xiwén felt they weren't suitable for him, so he wasn't too upset.

Moreover, there were many pills and other items, which immediately made Ye Xiwén's pockets bulge. Of course, the golden cicada silk inner armor that Zhao Qiyang had bought but hadn't had time to wear fell into Ye Xiwén's hands, which was a bargain for him.

Of course, the most important thing was the Xiantian Pill. The Xiantian realm, as the first major threshold in martial cultivation, was where nine out of ten martial artists were stuck. Not many could cross this threshold, and Ye Xiwén's chances weren't great either. But with the help of the Xiantian Pill, he was very confident he could enter the Xiantian realm. However, it wasn't time to break through yet, so he put the Xiantian Pill away for now.

After tallying his gains, Ye Xiwén didn't return to the Zong but immediately began to seclude himself for cultivation. For others, finding a place to seclude might be necessary, but for Ye Xiwén, who had a special space, it didn't matter where he secluded himself.

In a month, the core disciples' competition would begin. Originally, the core disciples' competition was held three months after the Zong's competition, but this time it was held jointly with the Zhang family in the Blood Yuan Realm, which would open in a month. Thus, the core disciples' competition was also moved up to a month later.

Ye Xiwén wanted to stand out in the core disciples' competition in a month, so he had to seize every moment to cultivate.

This time, he seized one hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones, and Ye Xiwén became extremely wealthy. He cultivated without worrying about the consumption of spirit stones, burning all the spirit stones and extracting the spiritual energy, which was then infused into his body.

Under these conditions, Ye Xiwén's cultivation rapidly advanced, and various martial insights flooded his mind at an exaggerated speed. Even a world-class genius couldn't possibly understand martial information like he did.

Countless pieces of information almost burst Ye Xiwén's divine consciousness. With an abundance of spirit stones, the martial information was poured into his mind without restraint.

Time passed day by day, and a month quickly flew by.

In the special space, Ye Xiwén stepped with a mysterious gait, his figure like a celestial being, graceful and unrestrained. With a step, a Ye Xiwén identical to him appeared beside him, then disappeared.

Ye Xiwén stopped, his face filled with surprise.

"Indeed, indeed, the Heavenly Immortal Step does have subsequent techniques!"

In this month, Ye Xiwén's cultivation had made a tremendous leap compared to a month ago. His cultivation realm had directly reached the peak of the eighth level of Houtian, just half a step away from breaking through to the ninth level of Houtian.

Similarly, his "Deficient Moon Slash" had progressed from the initial stage to the perfected stage, capable of continuously slashing seven times with a power increase of more than five times.

His "Dominant Body Technique" was also close to the perfected stage, with his strength reaching the power of ninety-nine fierce tigers, already at the peak of the Houtian realm.

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