Dominating Martial King-Chapter 69 - 66 Ice Worm Fire Cocoon

69: Chapter 66 Ice Worm Fire Cocoon

69 -66 Ice Worm Fire Cocoon

Chu Xisheng was unaware that his name had been hung in the Killing Tower’s courtyard, nor that a bounty of 1,300 taels of Demon Silver had been placed on him.

He just found it a bit strange that his Martial Arts Points had suddenly increased by more than twenty.

Which major player acknowledged his cultivation strength?

So when Chu Xisheng stepped out from Ye Zhiqiu’s lecture, he was still in high spirits.

That morning, he had bamboozled Ye Zhiqiu and also earned a substantial amount of Martial Arts Points—it was indeed a bountiful harvest.

But when Chu Xisheng returned to the Miscellaneous Affairs Yard, he couldn’t quite manage to laugh.

Chu Yunyun stood in the middle of the backyard, holding an umbrella.

Her face was concealed beneath it, making her expression inscrutable.

However, Chu Yunyun’s voice was somewhat cold, “You’re back?

Then let’s start practicing the sword.”

As she spoke, she tossed a Black Iron Heavy Blade over to him.

Chu Xisheng caught the heavy blade and immediately felt his right hand sink.

He usually used the Blood Refining Light Steel Blade, which was very light, only one-third the weight of a regular Straight Blade.

But Chu Yunyun had said that this was not conducive to sword practice, so she had specially commissioned a Black Iron Heavy Blade from an iron smith outside the Martial Arts Academy, which was five times heavier than a normal straight sword.

“Practicing the sword?” Chu Xisheng blinked and looked up at the sky.

“At this time?

It’s really sunny.”

It was exactly noon, the strongest time of sunlight in the day.

The intense light not only brought pain, but Chu Xisheng felt as if he were being dissolved by the sunlight, as if smoke would start rising from his body.

Normally at this time, he would take advantage of naptime to enter the Dream Space for Virtual Practice.

“I chose this time on purpose.”

Chu Yunyun lifted the paper umbrella, revealing her ethereal and distinguished face.

She wore no particular expression, yet at this moment, she exuded an aura of invincible authority that brooked no defiance.

“You’ve taken too many Essence Building Pills recently, which have accumulated some poison.

The rapid progress of your True Yuan has also led to unstable foundations.

Practicing the sword under the scorching sun will, one, help dispel the poison, two, stabilize your foundation, and three, strengthen your will.

In short, it is beneficial in every way and harmful in none.”

The corners of Chu Xisheng’s lips twitched, and he had no choice but to take up the sword and start practicing one move after another in the center of the backyard, under the scorching sun.

The intense midday sunlight scorched his body, and every breath felt as if it contained flames.

Chu Xisheng felt as if Chu Yunyun had knocked him down from the sky and into the dirt with a rod.

Even his feet, which had felt somewhat floaty before, were now firmly on the ground.

Chu Xisheng realized he was still a novice in the world of Martial Arts; notions of being white-clad and pure, aloof and detached, ethereal as an exiled immortal, had nothing to do with him.

In the presence of masters like Chu Yunyun and Ye Zhiqiu, he was nothing and could not defy their will.

But as a form of retaliation, he decided that from now on, he would never again cook stir-fried green peppers with potatoes!

Not until Chu Yunyun begged for mercy.

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For the next half a month, Chu Xisheng followed Ye Zhiqiu’s advice, staying behind closed doors and dedicating himself to martial practice.

He planned to keep a low profile in the coming days, staying out of the limelight until the tumult involving Defying God Flag and Blood Wind Thieves had subsided—it wouldn’t be too late to court death then.

However, rumors about him within the Martial Arts Academy seemed to be growing more and more exaggerated.

Every day during his morning exercises and meal times at the canteen, Chu Xisheng felt as if he were pierced by hundreds of swords.

The sword was the gentle sword; most of the girls in the Martial Arts Academy were youthful and beautiful, innocent and lovely.

Their gazes, whether shy or fiery, were soul-stirring and intensely magnetic.

The saber was that of a killer, as if it could pierce his heart and lungs, shredding him into pieces.

Chu Xisheng felt like he was becoming the public enemy of all the male disciples, shunned wherever he went, leaving his ‘vengeance’ constantly activated.

The gazes of the Three-leaf Disciples carried even more of a challenging intent.

When they occasionally encountered each other, there would always be an accidental trip, a shoulder bump, and some would even pretend to accidentally splash soup on him.

They used all sorts of methods to cause trouble, trying to provoke him.

Chu Xisheng knew these people were not quite convinced by his title of ‘Inner Chief’ and were eager to teach him a lesson.

Luckily, there were strict rules within the Martial Arts Academy, and while the Formless Divine Sect allowed sparring and competition amongst disciples, they only allowed disciples to challenge those of the same tier and forbade attacking those of lower tiers, with severe punishment for violators.

This was to prevent disciples from oppressing each other, or even killing one another, hence the rules were set to be exceptionally stern.

Chu Xisheng actually didn’t fear challenges.

Even if he were to face the top three of the Inner Sect head-on, he had the confidence to fight and emerge victorious.

After three Life and Death Arena battles, his combat power had become sufficient to dominate the Inner Sect.

Especially after the Life and Death Arena, the ‘meticulous guidance’ of Chu Yunyun throughout many midday sessions lasting over half a month, coupled with seventy hours of practice in the dreamscape, had enabled him to fully master both his Bloodline Talent and the Sword Skill Battle Techniques.

At this moment, his status panel seemed to have few changes, but his true strength compared to the day of the Life and Death Arena was vastly different.

To say that his combat power had doubled would even be an understatement. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

However, he found it bothersome and turned a blind eye to these provocations.

Lately, Chu Yunyun had taught him so much that even using his dream time, Chu Xisheng still found it hard to keep up with her pace, let alone have the energy to spar with his peers?

Chu Xisheng soon discovered that his forbearance seemed to make him even more popular with the girls.

Not only did they not perceive Chu Xisheng as weak, but they actually considered him to have a lofty and pure character.

How could someone who, in the Life and Death Arena, killed three people with four strikes, possibly fear challenges from his fellow disciples?

It was nothing more than his generosity and reluctance to form grudges with his peers.

Therefore, the growth of his Martial Arts Points was astonishing.

Originally, Chu Xisheng estimated that the four thousand plus disciples and over three hundred instructors of the Martial Arts Academy could at most give him about twenty Martial Arts Points.

But in the following twenty days, the number of his Martial Arts Points soared inexplicably to 72, an amount that made Chu Xisheng slightly anxious.

These Martial Arts Points came not only from the support of numerous senior sisters and junior sisters but also from other contributions.

Chu Xisheng didn’t know where his reputation had spread to, or whether it would cause him trouble in the future.

Nevertheless, he was looking forward to the second phase of the ‘Chasing Wind and Lightning Hand’ talent, and the 100 Martial Arts Points needed for its exchange no longer seemed unattainable.

And on the seventeenth day after the three Life and Death Arena battles, Zuo Qingyun sent his Female Guard to deliver an ‘Ice Worm Fire Cocoon’ to him.

The ‘Ice Worm’ was as pure white as the finest ice jade, and the ‘Fire Cocoon’ was crystal clear, with fiery red vessels resembling the veins of a human body.

——This was actually the highest quality Ice Worm Fire Cocoon!

Chu Xisheng was taken aback, and with joy, he bowed to her, “Please relay to Zuo Ya that I will make up the difference of four hundred taels of Demon Silver as soon as possible.”

To avoid attracting attention, he had not left his residence for over ten consecutive days, nor did he intend to risk going to the Ancient Market while under the threat of the Blood Wind Thieves.

They had said they would take his life within a ten-day period.

No matter how bold Chu Xisheng was, he wouldn’t dare to go out at this time.

So, not long ago, he contacted Zuo Qingyun, using the influence of this official to purchase an ‘Ice Worm Fire Cocoon’, resolving his issue with the secret medicine.

However, at that time, he had only taken out one thousand four hundred taels of Demon Silver, while the Ice Worm Fire Cocoon in front of him was worth at least one thousand eight hundred.

The Female Guard still dressed as she had on the day of the Life and Death Arena, wearing a black tight-fitting uniform and a bamboo hat.

With her face covered, she replied crisply with a salute, “There’s no need!

The official says how could his trusted warrior use inferior secret medicine?

He has paid the money for you.

Recently, he has taken on two Ninth Grade Upper Tier Life and Death Arena battles, with opponents who are one in ten thousand, and possess Super-level combat power.

He wants to know if you’re free these days, and if you are, to make a trip to the Ancient Market to take care of those so-called young prodigies for him.”

Chu Xisheng’s eyebrows raised slightly, a hint of hesitation appearing in his eyes.

Taking someone’s money meant working for them, there was nothing to discuss there.

Especially since Zuo Ya was generous and straightforward, which impressed him.

But the issue was—

“Little brother, you don’t have to worry about your safety.” At this moment, the Female Guard looked at Chu Xisheng with an odd expression, “During the Life and Death Arena, I will personally lead two Sixth Grade Martial Cultivators as your guards until you safely return to the Martial Arts Academy, ensuring absolutely no harm comes your way.”

Chu Xisheng was caught off guard, wondering if Zuo Ya really valued him this much?

One Sixth Grade, two Seventh Grades; such a lineup was indeed luxurious.

He hesitated no longer, and readily agreed, “Then let’s set it for three days from now!”

His Nourishing Essence Skill could break through today, and with three more days to stabilize it, he would be ready to give his all in the upcoming Life and Death Arena battles.