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Lu Yuan was puzzled. Why did the elder say such a thing?
"Don't you find it strange that someone in the Foundation Establishment stage can withstand an attack from a Core Formation stage cultivator, and even advance during the battle?"
Lu Yuan cupped his hands and requested, "Please enlighten me, Elder."
Elder Zhao shook his head. "This kid is swallowing a large number of recovery pills while also unleashing his full power in this fight, releasing excess medicinal energy. His meridians have been forcefully tempered and widened significantly. As a result, the spiritual energy has been refined into liquid form, helping him condense his Core ahead of time."
"This kid has some guts! If he keeps playing like this, I really fear he might not survive!"
Although Elder Zhao's words carried a hint of teasing, Lu Yuan could sense the admiration behind them. He scratched his head, feeling a sense of pride.
"Junior Brother Qi is like this; he gains much and learns much, even enduring more hardships than others in his cultivation."
"I remember you are the eldest disciple of the Clear Void True Person?" Elder Zhao asked.
Lu Yuan nodded.
Elder Zhao continued, "Then this kid is your junior brother?"
"No, Junior Brother Qi is currently just an inner sect disciple."
"Wasn't he one before?"
For a moment, Lu Yuan hesitated on how to respond. Finally, he stammered, "Elder, you might have heard about some disputes among the disciples of Clear Quiet Peak..."
Elder Zhao squinted his eyes as he finally recalled why Qi Xiao's name sounded familiar. This disciple was the one who had been punished to the Cold Cave for harming fellow disciples and had received dozens of Soul-Dispersing Whips. However, he had heard that this disciple was narrow-minded and jealous, which did not match what he saw today.
How could someone so determined to cultivate, with such strong willpower that he would even swallow spiritual medicine and break through in battle, be that kind of petty person?
Seeing the elder's furrowed brow, Lu Yuan's heart raced as he quickly explained, "Elder Zhao, those are just rumors; they aren't true. I would stake my life on it—Junior Brother Qi has never done anything like that."
Upon hearing this, Elder Zhao couldn't help but waver a bit. In fact, he had been considering taking on disciples for quite some time now. For example, this Qi Xiao truly caught his interest. Unfortunately, he was a discarded disciple from Clear Quiet Peak and his reputation wasn't exactly pristine.
Sighing to himself, Elder Zhao thought that these matters ultimately had nothing to do with him as an old man. He took out a bottle of spiritual medicine and placed it in front of Qi Xiao. "This medicine can repair meridians; its effects are gentle. Once he wakes up, give it to him."
With that, he turned and left, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Four hours later, the sky had turned completely dark. Qi Xiao finally stirred awake, clenching his fists and discovering that his entire body was brimming with spiritual energy, as if he had boundless strength.
He was overjoyed and picked up his sword to practice the basic sword techniques of the Xiaoyao Sect. His movements were noticeably more fluid and graceful than before.
As he moved, a faint aura of fortune swirled around him.
Lu Yuan was equally happy for Qi Xiao. He picked up a spirit herb from the ground and handed it to Qi Xiao, recounting the earlier events while unable to suppress his complaints.
“Junior Brother Qi, it was too perilous earlier! If Elder Zhao hadn’t suddenly appeared to save you, you would have been dead by now.”
Qi Xiao smiled but remained silent.
Suddenly, Lu Yuan sensed something amiss. “You seem to have thought this through completely. How could you break through so suddenly? Did you already guess that Elder Zhao would come to your rescue?”
Qi Xiao confessed, “I didn’t know if he would come to save me; I was just taking a gamble.”
He had already noticed that aside from them and the Cheng family members, there was another expert nearby. When that expert learned they were disciples of the Xiaoyao Sect, their divine sense suddenly focused intensely on this area.
Qi Xiao speculated that since this person was so concerned about the Xiaoyao Sect and this place wasn’t far from it, they were likely an elder of the sect.
Thus, he deliberately chose to break through on the spot, hoping to draw that elder out.
“Teachers cherish their talented students,” he thought. Even if there were grievances between him and Cheng Yufeng, it should be resolved openly after his breakthrough, not through a sneak attack like that.
As expected, his gamble paid off.
After listening, Lu Yuan was utterly shocked and filled with resentment. “Do you know how terrified I was when I saw Cheng Yufeng stab at you? I almost died from fright!”
“Next time you plan something like this, don’t keep it from me!”
“Alright, alright! It’s my fault for not being thorough and worrying my senior brother. Today, I’ll treat you to a feast!”
“Hmph! I’ll make sure to eat you out of house and home!”
Meanwhile, the members of the Cheng family watched as the two joked and laughed while leaving but dared not make a move. This was because Zhao Feng had warned them before leaving.
“They are all disciples of my Xiaoyao Sect; do not harm your fellow sect members. If you violate this rule, there will be severe punishment.”
With those words, Zhao Feng departed.
As long as the Xiaoyao Sect did not see anyone return, they would immediately suspect the Cheng family and Cheng Yufeng.
This meant that the Cheng family not only could not harm them but also had to ensure their safe passage out of the city.
The young master and his companions chatted and laughed as they made their way to the Gathering Spring Pavilion, the largest tavern in Baisha City. Cheng Yufeng, feeling annoyed, smashed a wine jug and shouted, "Get lost! I don't want to hear any more of your news!"
Before long, another person rushed in. Cheng Yufeng groggily lifted his eyes, only to feel a surge of anger. "Didn't I say not to bother me again?"
The newcomer was startled and cautiously replied, "Young Master, Cheng Yuruo has been found."
"Who?"
"Cheng Yuruo."
Cheng Yufeng shook off his drowsiness and stood up unsteadily, heading towards the courtyard. "Has the white tiger been found?"
"Yes, it's been located. It's seriously injured and has given birth to several cubs, but their survival is uncertain."
"You go find my father; I'll check on them first."
Cheng Hai was already anxious about the family's debts when he heard that the white tiger and Cheng Yuruo had returned. He wasn't in a good mood. "What are you asking me for? Just deal with them directly!"
The subordinates hesitated. After all, they had some status; one was the former young lady of the Cheng family, while the other was their guardian beast. It wouldn't be easy to take action against them.
"What will we say if the elders ask about this later?"
Cheng Hai was increasingly agitated. "Even if they die, it won't be clean! They really know how to cause me trouble!"
He made his way to the dungeon where Cheng Yufeng was already waiting.
Cheng Yuruo slowly regained consciousness and realized she and the white tiger were trapped in a cage. Seeing that the white tiger was gravely injured filled her with worry, and tears streamed down her face.
When she saw Cheng Yufeng strutting in with an air of superiority, she couldn't help but curse at him. "If you want to kill us, just do it! I'm not afraid of you!"
Cheng Yufeng shook his head with a light laugh. "Cousin, why do you say such things? We're family after all."
"Bah! Spare me your nonsense!"
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