Chapter 21

The Conception Vessel! After Xu Wuzhou's repeated assaults, it finally became thoroughly penetrated after consuming six hundred drops of the blood-colored liquid.

The Postnatal Seventh Level! Within the Conception Vessel, the blood qi was vast, and as it surged, Xu Wuzhou's body trembled.

The Yin Qiao Vessel, the Yin Wei Vessel, and the Belt Vessel resonated with it, their frequencies merging as if they were one, causing Xu Wuzhou's internal qi and blood to churn continuously.

The penetration of the Conception Vessel felt different from the previous six vessels; Xu Wuzhou sensed a qualitative change.

It was as if he had climbed to the peak of a high mountain.

"No wonder they say that the Conception and Governor Vessels are the hardest to penetrate, but once penetrated, they bring about a qualitative change."

Feeling the overwhelming blood qi within his body, Xu Wuzhou wanted to push through the Governor Vessel in one go. However, seeing that there were fewer than four hundred drops of liquid left in the bowl, he abandoned this idea.

Moreover, the seven rivers of blood qi within his body were boiling with power, and Xu Wuzhou felt that his strength was on the verge of losing control.

From the Second Level to the Seventh Level in one step! Who could cultivate like this?

It was simply terrifying, beyond imagination.

However, the obvious drawback was that the sudden increase in blood qi made his body unable to adapt, and he could not fully control the blood qi.

Xu Wuzhou calmed down, feeling his own strength, and made efforts to control and adapt to his changes.

... Inside the house, time was unknown. Apart from the servant who brought him meals, Xu Wuzhou was always cultivating,不分昼夜。

It wasn't until Qin Yunjie's arrival that Xu Wuzhou realized three days had passed.

"My sister sent me to let you out!"

Qin Yunjie's face was cold. At the competition site, he thought Xu Wuzhou was enduring humiliation, but he never expected him to go to a brothel again. How could he have a good face for his sister, even if he was powerful?

"Where is your sister?"

Xu Wuzhou asked, remembering that Qin Qingmou said she would come to let him out.

Although Qin Yunjie detested Xu Wuzhou, he still answered: "The Shi family invited you and my sister to a literary gathering. My sister didn't want you to be mocked by those people, so she went alone."

Xu Wuzhou frowned slightly: "The Shi family?

The Shi Lei family?"

"There is only one Shi family in Lin'an City!"

Qin Yunjie replied.

Xu Wuzhou frowned; he had killed the Shi brothers.

If the Shi family found out, it would be troublesome.

Qin Qingmou was still worried about him being mocked and ridiculed, protecting him by not letting him go, showing that she still cared for him.

Xu Wuzhou thought for a moment and walked out of the Qin family compound.

"My father's anger hasn't fully subsided. What are you going to do now?"

Qin Yunjie shouted.

Xu Wuzhou did not answer Qin Yunjie; he was somewhat worried that the Shi family, having lost their sons, might do something to Qin Qingmou.

Xu Wuzhou changed into a set of clothes and took a sword, then left the Qin family compound and headed for the Shi family.

... The street was quiet as he walked, with moonlight providing illumination.

Xu Wuzhou walked alone.

However, on the quiet street, three cultivators suddenly appeared, surrounding Xu Wuzhou with a strong aura of killing intent.

Their bodies were filled with surging blood qi, like wild beasts roaring, and a series of sounds emanated from within them. Each held a long saber, which glowed with bloodlight.

"We've been waiting for you for several days, and we thought you wouldn't come out."

One of the black-robed men glared at Xu Wuzhou, his long saber pointing at him, and the blood qi pressure made the quiet street hum.

Xu Wuzhou narrowed his eyes, his body tensing as he gripped his sword, feeling the strength of these people.

If he were only at the Second Level of Postnatal, this pressure alone would have given him a headache.

These people were likely at the Seventh Level of Postnatal or higher.

Xie Guangping! This person wanted to kill him and had the ability to send such powerful people.

"Boss, don't waste time. Let's finish him and report back."

Another black-robed man said impatiently.

For a cultivator at most at the Fifth Level of Postnatal, the young master had actually sent three Seventh Level Postnatal cultivators, which made them very unhappy.

However, they dared not disobey the young master's orders.

"Third, it's rare to go on a mission. We should have some fun. What's the point of killing him quickly? Slow torture is more enjoyable."

The second black-robed man laughed, his eyes gleaming with the cruel light of a cat toying with a mouse.

"Pervert!"

Third cursed, not wanting to waste time and eager to finish Xu Wuzhou and return to his women.

He was the first to attack, the bloodlight on his long saber suddenly surging as he shot forward like a leopard.

The long saber compressed the air, producing a sonic boom, and in an instant, it was in front of Xu Wuzhou, aiming for his head with a fierce slash.

Xu Wuzhou's body tilted slightly, and just as the saber was about to hit his head, he sidestepped to avoid it.

The saber cut into the ground beside him, creating a crack in the cobblestone street, like a black snake, which was quite shocking.

"Huh?"

Third was puzzled. A cultivator at most at the Fifth Level of Postnatal could avoid his attack so easily under the pressure of three people, which was beyond imagination.

However, he was experienced. After missing his target, he quickly turned his hand and slashed horizontally at Xu Wuzhou, aiming for his waist to cut him in two.

At this moment, Xu Wuzhou drew his sword, swinging it out, and the blood qi of the Seventh Level of Postnatal burst forth.

The powerful blood qi wrapped around the sword, and it clashed with the saber in the air.

"Bang!"

A loud noise, and Third's saber was directly knocked out of his hand, flying and embedding itself in the cobblestone street, creating a large pit and sending debris flying.

Third's arm trembled, and his body was pushed back, leaving deep footprints with each step. After retreating dozens of steps, he still couldn't fully dissipate the force, and a mouthful of blood spurted from his throat, splattering on the ground, which was quite shocking.

"He's hiding his strength!"

Third was terrified, utterly shocked.

One move could knock his weapon away and make him spit blood; this person's realm was definitely not lower than theirs, and his strength was far beyond just a little.

The second naturally saw this as well, his face changing as he burst with even more terrifying blood qi covering his saber: "Damn!"

The boss wanted to curse Xie Guangping. Wasn't he supposed to be at most a Fifth Level Postnatal cultivator?

This strength, how could it be just Fifth Level?

Third's strength was not much different from theirs.

"Do you think you can kill me with this strength?

Think about how you will die."

Xu Wuzhou was confident. When he was at the Second Level, he could severely injure a Third Level cultivator with one move. At the Seventh Level, his strength was much more substantial.

In his view, these people were not his match.

"Arrogant, do you think that with strong strength, you can live?

The path of cultivation is not just about strength!"

The boss suddenly said coldly, "Now you understand why we were sent to kill you. You do have some skills.

But... you will still die."

As he spoke, blood qi surged from the blood-colored river within his body, forming a blood-colored flame in his palm, emitting a violent wave of energy.

At the same time, Xu Wuzhou saw that the blood qi on his hand formed patterns, which then combined into a rune, like ice flowers.

The runes continued to form, one... two... three... nine.

Nine identical runes.

They merged into a more brilliant rune, which then fused into his saber.

The saber immediately glowed with bloodlight, and a powerful and domineering aura burst forth.

Displaying an incredibly violent and tyrannical force, it slashed directly at Xu Wuzhou, the sound of the saber cutting through the air never ceasing.

Xu Wuzhou's pupils contracted sharply, and his body tensed.

At this moment, on a high pavilion on the street, Dai Yaoyao and Yu Feng were watching this scene. Yu Feng shook his head and said: "Martial technique, and a Ninth Rank martial technique. This guy has cultivated a First Rank martial technique to its peak. Xu Wuzhou will lose."

Martial techniques are divided into nine ranks, with one rune for each rank. A Ninth Rank enhancement means the rune is stacked nine times, which is equivalent to cultivating a First Rank martial technique to its peak.

Yu Feng asked Dai Yaoyao: "Should we help him?

Otherwise, he might really be killed."

As he spoke, he looked at the scene.