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Ye Tian led everyone in a frantic run, the various loud noises behind them gradually fading away. The path ahead was no longer smooth but had entered a sparsely wooded area.
At this moment, the sky had turned late, but compared to before, it was much brighter. The moon hung high in the sky, casting a soft glow. The thunderstorm in the east had long since dissipated, and the dense clouds had cleared away. The air was no longer filled with that scorching heat; everything had returned to normal.
Ye Tian briefly reassured everyone, and as their emotions calmed down, he found a secluded spot to sit cross-legged and prepare for a breakthrough.
There had been many events along the way, leaving him without a suitable opportunity to consume the Golden Silk Ancient Mang Spirit Core. He was just one step away from Martial Mastery, yet he had not been able to make that leap.
Now, all was silent; the mountain breeze gently brushed by, adding a touch of coolness to the spring night where all things were reviving.
He reached into his robe with his left hand and took out a small porcelain vial. Without hesitation, he uncorked it and tilted it, allowing a Spirit Beast Inner Pill that emitted a faint golden light to fall into his right palm.
"Ha..." Ye Tian let out a soft breath, his gaze heatedly fixed on the Spirit Beast Inner Pill, feeling a slight sense of peace within.
When Ye Tian looked back at Black Wind Stronghold as he left, he saw that nearly all of its forces had been wiped out in the upheaval. Even if there were remnants left, they could only number in the dozens. Aside from Earthshatter Tai Sui and Zuo Tiankuang, Storm Thunder Antei, Windwalker Fan Fenglin, and Fan Fenglin had retreated alongside Wang Tiankuang. This indicated that Black Wind Stronghold and the Five Great Warriors had already fallen apart, and it was very likely that Fan and Xu had joined under Wang Tiankuang.
This situation brought both benefits and drawbacks. The advantage was that aside from Hu Lue and Earthshatter Tai Sui, there were no more combatants from Black Wind Stronghold. The downside was that the two desperate individuals might launch an exceptionally fierce counterattack.
Thus, Ye Tian could no longer afford to wait. With the timing and circumstances in his favor, he needed to successfully break through to Martial Mastery. Only then could he maximize the chances of saving the lives of his three hundred brothers.
Gulp.
His throat moved slightly as the Spirit Beast Inner Pill slid down into his stomach.
In an instant, an extremely gentle spiritual power began to radiate outwards, replenishing his previously consumed Spirit Pouch while simultaneously strengthening Ye Tian's body.
"Uh." Ye Tian let out a soft exclamation. Although the spiritual power contained in the Golden Silk Ancient Python Spirit Beast Inner Pill was very gentle, for some reason, he felt waves of unusual pain emanating from his Dantian.
Furrowing his brows tightly, Ye Tian quickly opened his Divine Consciousness to investigate inwardly because this situation was quite strange and completely illogical.
Divine Consciousness entered the body, and the condition of the five organs and six bowels became clear at once. He shifted his gaze to the source of the pain and examined it closely.
"Ah!" Upon seeing this, Ye Tian immediately inhaled sharply, for he clearly saw a strange, tentacle-like entity growing above his Dantian, and it was continuously elongating.
"What is this..." Ye Tian exclaimed in shock, noticing that the tentacle seemed to be connecting to the Spirit Pouch.
The occurrence of such a bizarre situation made Ye Tian's hair stand on end. At this moment, he was at a critical bottleneck period as a Martial Cultivator. The consequences of whether he could break through in one go were extremely significant; if he failed, it could take him at least five years or even a lifetime to attempt another breakthrough!
Of course, this was not what truly worried Ye Tian, who practiced the path of Spirit Martial. What concerned him was that if he could not advance to Martial Mastery, he would have no confidence in facing Hu Lue's frenzied retaliation. If that happened, how many brothers would die unjustly? They trusted him so much, yet in the end, they might still meet with misfortune. This was something Ye Tian could not accept; he had to protect every person worth protecting around him and absolutely could not let the tragedies of Leng Ping and Grandpa Leng repeat themselves.
With this thought in mind, Ye Tian took a deep breath and focused his mind, no longer paying attention to the strange tentacle. Instead, he became even more determined, silently reciting the incantation in his heart. The method of circulating his elemental energy began to operate, resonating with the Elemental Force Cyclone, guiding the spiritual energy from his Spirit Beast Inner Pill to nourish and enhance his limbs and bones.
"Ha..." Ye Tian exhaled lightly, feeling the pain ease as his thoughts settled. At this moment, he felt relaxed all over, free from the previous fear.
As time passed slowly, the moon rose from the west to its zenith. However, this breakthrough had still not been fully completed because both the spiritual medicine and the Spirit Beast Inner Pill shared a common characteristic: the stronger the contained spiritual energy, the longer it took for the body to digest it.
During this long wait, although Ye Tian remained seated in meditation, he had already fallen into a light sleep under the nourishment of the gentle spiritual energy.
It wasn't entirely accurate to say he was asleep; he could still perceive sounds from the outside world but was in a state of mental chaos.
In that time, Fifth Brother had come to find him once but upon seeing his appearance realized he was undergoing important cultivation and did not disturb him, turning back directly.
"I wonder what Elder Brother Five wanted from me?" As his mind gradually cleared up, Ye Tian finally awakened from his slumber. The chaotic feeling in his head slowly dissipated, replaced by an unprecedented clarity.
Looking up at the sky, it was now midnight; the moon hung high like water shimmering amidst the night.
Rising and brushing off the dust, Ye Tian recalled that strange tentacle and then opened his Divine Consciousness to investigate inwardly.
As Divine Consciousness entered his body, he saw that his Dantian had returned to calmness; that tentacle had vanished without a trace. However, between the Spirit Pouch and Dantian, there was now a faint golden light connecting them.
"What is going on?" Ye Tian was confused, but since he didn't feel anything unusual, he wasn't alarmed.
After thinking for a long time without any clues, Ye Tian decided to stop pondering and focused on testing his current strength.
Whoosh!
He raised his arm and struck out, sending a gust of wind that caused a large tree two yards in front of him to sway violently, as if struck by this force.
"Eh?" Ye Tian exclaimed lightly upon seeing this. His strength was indeed stronger than before, but it was still far from the level of a Martial Master. Moreover, this was merely elemental energy and did not represent the Martial Origin Power that signified the identity of a Martial Master.
"Could it be that the Spirit Beast Inner Pill of the Golden Silk Ancient Python isn't enough to break through?" Ye Tian wondered as he stepped forward.
As he walked, Ye Tian remained deep in thought and unknowingly arrived at the side of a small river.
Hearing the water gurgling, Ye Tian slightly pulled his thoughts back and quickly made his way to the river.
The water was clear, and the bright moonlight reflected off its surface, creating shimmering phosphorescence. With the moonlight illuminating the bottom of the river, he could see many pebbles smoothed over time, making everything appear so quiet and beautiful.
Ye Tian bent down to scoop up some clear water and splashed it on his face. Although it was a bit cold, it felt refreshing.
Droplets fell from his face onto the water's surface, creating small ripples. Within those ripples, a slightly gaunt face faintly emerged, fluctuating with the waves.
"Is this person me?" Ye Tian curiously examined his reflection in the water; he hadn't looked at himself like this in a long time.
"No, this person is not me; he is a waste." Ye Tian shook his head as he gazed at the blurred figure caused by the rippling water.
Not being able to break through to Martial Mastery left him somewhat disheartened. This was not only for himself but also for his brothers. The scene earlier today when Black Maitreya charged into the crowd and massacred people would forever be etched in Ye Tian's mind. He attributed all the blame for their tragic fate at Black Maitreya's hands to himself. If he were a powerful Martial God Definition warrior, would he have needed to risk the lives of over three hundred brothers to deal with Black Wind Stronghold? If he had been strong enough to kill Black Maitreya at the moment he attacked, those brothers wouldn't have died tragically...
"Ultimately, all of this is because you are not strong enough," Ye Tian scolded himself as he pointed at the reflection in the water.
The reflection was naturally silent, but it trembled once again under his breath, calming down only after a long while.
"I really am useless!" Ye Tian bit his steel teeth, thinking about Hu Lue's counterattack, knowing that brothers would surely die because of it.
"Tell me, what should I do? How can I bring back all the remaining brothers to the Cold Family without losing a single one? How can I not betray their trust? How can I protect those I need to protect?" Ye Tian asked a series of questions, then fixed his gaze on the water.
As the ripples on the water calmed, a face gradually became clear in the reflection.
Ye Tian frowned slightly; unknowingly, he seemed to have lost much weight compared to what he imagined. At the same time, he appeared to have matured a bit. In his memory, his face still bore some childishness, but this reflected face clearly showed signs of composure and determination, as well as a hint of arrogance and decisiveness. This aura was not something he could control; it was like the pebbles at the bottom of the river, naturally formed through the passage of time.
However, time had not dulled his edges; instead, it made them even more pronounced.
"Heh heh, you look pretty good!" Ye Tian smiled lightly and reached out to swipe at the water's surface. The ripples suddenly spread out, and as the water surface became turbulent again, that face blurred.
Turning away, the earlier words felt like a farewell to his youthful past; from now on, he had grown up.
No, it should be said that he had come to realize he had grown up.
After this experience, Ye Tian's mood improved. He no longer dwelled on not breaking through to Martial Mastery. After all, he was merely a Ninth-Dan Samurai before. He would still contend with Hu Lue as before; victory or defeat was in fate's hands. As long as he did his best, there would be no regrets, and he would be worthy of the trust of his brothers.
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