Chapter 7

Xu Yilin shook his head and sighed, already having given up all hope for Liu Wuxie, while the others sneered.

A large bag of medicinal herbs and a pill furnace were provided, showing that the Pill Treasure Pavilion was very thorough and considerate.

Closing the courtyard gate, there were usually no visitors, making it very quiet.

All the medicinal herbs were poured out, filling the entire courtyard. There was a well in the courtyard, from which some clear water was drawn and placed in a large bathtub.

Without the alchemical fire, he could only find some dry wood, light it, and place the pill furnace on top, throwing the medicinal herbs inside.

The Body Tempering Liquid did not even qualify as a first-grade pill, but using it to soak the body had unexpected effects, making it most suitable for strengthening the muscles and bones.

The first attempt at refining was a bit clumsy, but after becoming familiar with it, his movements suddenly sped up, and a rich medicinal fragrance wafted through the courtyard.

Spending half a day, he refined a basin of Body Tempering Liquid, poured a third of it into the bathtub, stripped down to his underwear, and immersed his body in the tub.

The piercing pain seeped through his pores into his tendons and muscles, cleaning out the impurities inside.

The Great Desolate Heaven Swallowing Technique was activated, and the spiritual energy in the courtyard formed a vortex above Liu Wuxie's head.

The Heavenly Swallowing Cauldron absorbed madly, and the liquid it formed could help him rapidly advance in cultivation, breaking through to the innate realm as soon as possible.

The pain in his tendons and muscles caused the mud inside to seep out through his pores, gradually turning the clear water in the tub dark brown, which continued to change.

A foul smell emanated from the tub.

After an hour of cultivation, he stood up, and a series of bone-cracking sounds came from every inch of his body, making him feel refreshed as if he had given his internal organs a bath.

"Comfortable!"

Standing in the center of the courtyard, he performed a set of boxing techniques to adapt to the changes in his physical body.

Picking up a towel, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, then sat down cross-legged, with a large number of martial arts manuals appearing in his mind.

"The cultivation method is settled; next, I need to cultivate martial techniques. In my previous life, I always used a saber, so I will continue with the saber in this life."

Finding the right martial technique among countless options was extremely difficult. It had to suit him, fit this world, and be appropriate for his current realm.

Martial techniques that were too high in level could not be powered by true qi and would instead harm the body.

"I choose you, Blood Rainbow Saber Technique!"

The saber aura was like a rainbow, and the momentum was unstoppable. This was the essence of the Blood Rainbow Saber Technique.

There were seven moves, each one following the next, each saber strike being lethal. The fastest attack was the best defense, and the Blood Rainbow Saber Technique was both offensive and defensive, with each strike aiming to kill.

Taking a long saber from the house, it was not very handy, but he would make do for now. Tomorrow, he would go to the family armory to find a suitable and handy weapon.

Grip the saber!

Draw the saber!

Grip the saber!

Draw the saber!

Liu Wuxie repeatedly performed the same action, tirelessly, until his clothes were drenched in sweat.

Unconsciously, it was already dusk. For half a day, he had been continuously practicing the saber draw and retraction.

In front of him was a wooden post, with a mark in the middle. At first, the saber strikes were far from the target.

As time passed, after three consecutive strikes, one would hit the target, and his accuracy gradually improved.

Cultivating the Blood Rainbow Saber Technique required extremely strict accuracy, with each strike needing to be fatal.

His stomach growled, and he realized he had not eaten since noon. The intense hunger made him stop practicing, and he quickly tidied up, left the house, and headed to the Xu family dining hall.

Usually, Liu Wuxie did not like to eat with his in-laws, as he would always be scolded by them.

It was the peak dining time, with thousands of people from the Xu family gathered, forming several levels.

The head of the steward's level sat in a quiet area.

The servants were assigned to the entrance, which was very noisy. Liu Wuxie's dining area was near the corner, in a small private room set aside for him.

His appearance suddenly silenced the noisy dining hall. Everyone lowered their heads to eat, and some even shot him mocking glances.

Ignoring the surrounding gazes, he walked straight into the private room. Usually, the food would be prepared in advance, but today, there was no food on the table, and even the table and chairs he usually used were removed.

"This waste of space still has the nerve to come and eat. If it were me, I would have found a block of tofu to bash my head against long ago."

Whispers spread through the crowd, and although the voices were low, they reached Liu Wuxie's ears.

"Who removed my table and chairs?"

Liu Wuxie's face darkened, his gaze sweeping the room and finally landing on the dining hall steward, who was responsible for this area. The steward must know about the missing table and chairs.

The dining hall steward was in his forties and had been with the Xu family for over twenty years. Everyone usually called him Tielì. His eyes revealed a hint of malice, and he did not like this赘婿 (zhuìxù, "useless son-in-law"), but he had to step forward due to his position.

"The dining hall recently lacks enough tables and chairs, so we had to take them out for use."

Tielì answered rudely, causing a burst of laughter from the surrounding people.

"Not enough tables and chairs?"

A cold smile appeared on Liu Wuxie's lips. The Xu family dining hall was spacious, and there were many unused tables and chairs around, yet they specifically used his things, clearly not taking him seriously.

"You're right, there aren't enough tables and chairs." Tielì sneered.

Through his memories, Liu Wuxie recalled many instances of being bullied. Once, when he came to eat, Tielì had placed leftover food on the table, some of which had already gone bad.

This was not the first time. He had protested a few times, but ended up being beaten black and blue.

"Tell me, who told you to do this?"

A cold killing intent shot from Liu Wuxie's eyes, causing Tielì to stagger, startled by Liu Wuxie's gaze.

"You, a waste of space, eating is just a waste of food. I just don't like you, so I chopped up your table and chairs for firewood. What can you do about it?" Tielì slapped Liu Wuxie.

In everyone's eyes, Liu Wuxie was just a first-level innate waste of space, even the lowest servants could bully him. He usually endured in silence, and complaining to his father-in-law about the leftover food only made him look even more pitiful, so he had to bear it silently.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, without warning, Liu Wuxie kicked Tielì in the stomach, sending him flying. A mouthful of blood spewed from Tielì's mouth as he crashed into the crowd, smashing many tables and chairs.

"Waste of space, you dare to hit me?"

Tielì stood up, not seriously injured, his eyes filled with rage. He picked up a chair and approached Liu Wuxie.

The crowd automatically cleared a large space, none daring to intervene.

"You are just a hired cook for the Xu family, and you don't even know the basic respect. I will beat you."

Liu Wuxie lunged forward, his body strengthened by the Body Tempering Liquid, making his physical strength several times stronger. He had not yet broken through to the next level, but it would happen in a day or two, reaching the fifth level of the innate realm.

In the entire Xu family, apart from his father-in-law, there were few people he respected. He had been beaten by these people many times over the years, and today he would reclaim what was owed to him.

Tielì was not weak, being at the fourth level of the innate realm with great physical strength. He swung the chair at Liu Wuxie from above.

"Looking for death!"

Stepping in the pattern of the Seven Stars, he dodged the attack and kicked Tielì hard, causing him to stumble and fall face-first on the threshold, his face covered in blood.

Liu Wuxie did not intend to kill him, just to punish him.

Everyone's faces were filled with disbelief. When did this waste of space become so strong, even defeating Tielì?

Tielì struggled to stand up, his face twisted in rage. A sharpened kitchen knife was placed outside the door, and he grabbed one.

"Tielì, don't!"

Someone stepped forward to stop him. A little fighting was fine, but if someone died, everyone would be in trouble and face punishment from the family head.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

Tielì had lost his reason, holding the kitchen knife and slashing at Liu Wuxie's face. The knife whistled through the air, fueled by his anger at being publicly humiliated.

"If you're looking for death, I'll give it to you!"

Liu Wuxie did not want to kill him, but since Tielì was determined to die, he would oblige.

Becoming a blur, he appeared behind Tielì and struck a palm into his back. This blow would be fatal, infused with the power of the Great Desolate.

"Stop!"

At this moment, Xu Yilin appeared, having been informed by someone. Fortunately, he arrived in time to prevent a tragedy.