Yang Cheng drew a parabola in the air and landed on the ground with a somersault. He patted the dust off his chest and didn't seem to be injured.
Sorrowless and Xu Yanan were surprised. Sorrowless was at the Middle-stage of Soul Water Realm, and Xu Yanan was at the Samadhi True Fire Realm, so she could see a lot.
Yang Cheng ate at least seventy percent of the Genuine Essence of the Late-stage of Soul Transformation Realm. It would be fine if he didn't vomit blood, but he still landed safely?!
Could it be that his physique was forged from Darksteel?
"Looks like he has some skills," Sorrowless murmured.
Lan Fei also noticed that something was wrong, but he was too competitive. He felt that it was too shameful that he couldn't even beat an Early-stage Soul Transformation Realm, so he kept attacking.
Yang Cheng still couldn't gain the upper hand. He was suppressed and took a few punches. The Arhat Fists hit his waist, abdomen, and chest a few times.
However, no matter how hard Yang Chen tried to retreat, he was only slightly embarrassed. At most, he rolled a few times, but he wasn't beaten to the point of vomiting blood, nor did his bones break.
In the end, Lan Fei didn't hold back anymore. He used the Arhat Fists for a long time, and realized that he only had seven moves left.
Yang Cheng's clothes were torn, but he wasn't injured at all. He was still standing there with a smile, waiting for the next move.
"Your physique is really good. You have to be careful. I won't use my Genuine Essence this time," Lan Fei said seriously.
After saying that, a golden Buddhist rune lingered in front of Lan Fei, forming a Heavenly Treasure Dharma Wheel. Sanskrit flowed like water.
"Ma! Ma! Ni! Ba! Mi! Hou!! "
The Buddhist mantra, the Merciful Bodhisattva Mantra, wasn't performing a ritual. Instead, he was using a spell derived from the Buddhist Internal Strength.
Numerous gilded Buddhist runes rippled in the air. Although he was only at the late stage of the Soul Formation Realm, he seemed to have the power of a Tribulation Realm cultivator.
"I didn't expect Lan Fei to have such a skill. It must be a skill similar to Shaolin's Lion Roar." Sorrowful Mohui squinted.
"That should be the case. This cultivation technique seems to be quite powerful. The True Essence is like ripples in all directions. If Lan Fei can enter the Tribulation Stage, its power should increase greatly … Looks like Xiao Chen won't be able to withstand it," Xu Yanan analyzed.
Yang Cheng did not care about what the people around him thought. This was just a show. If he wanted to kill Lan Fei, he could do it with a snap of his fingers. He was just pretending to be defenseless and taking the beating.
Lan Fei was very serious. After condensing the six syllables, he opened his mouth and roared!
"ROAR!!!"
Sure enough, it was as if a lion's roar shook the sky. The six-syllable mantra expanded with the wind and overlapped in front of Yang Chen, causing the people around him to use their True Yuan to resist.
Yang Cheng pretended to be struggling, but the True Essence barrier on his body was shattered. He was also hit repeatedly in the air, making him cry out in pain.
After the Lion Roar, Yang Cheng landed on the ground and purposely let a little blood seep out of the corner of his mouth. He stood up shakily and wiped the corner of his mouth.
This act had to be done properly. Lan Fei had put in so much effort, it would be too fake if he couldn't even make an early Soul Transformation Realm bleed.
But even so, the fact that Yang Cheng could still stand made everyone dumbfounded. They were once again amazed by Yang Cheng's physique!
"How could this be …" Lan Fei's calm face was also shocked. He revealed a bit of seriousness, but most of it was dispiritedness and unwillingness.
Sorrowful Mohui and the others were surprised and pleasantly surprised. They felt that they had picked up a treasure and decided to nurture Yang Cheng well.
The Zhao siblings were also ecstatic. It seemed that Yang Cheng could really withstand thirty moves, and they would be able to obtain the Xiaoyun Pill.
"Sir, I don't want to fight anymore. I've already tried my best. Even if I use three more moves, I won't be able to defeat Xiao Chen."
Lan Fei turned around and cupped his hands at Sorrowful Mohui apologetically.
Yang Chen had a higher opinion of this Lan Fei. This person has a straightforward nature, and he has a kind heart. Earlier, he reminded Yang Chen to be careful, and now he's not going overboard. He won't lose his rationality for the sake of his reputation.
Sorrowful Mohui also knew this, so he smiled and said, "Lan Fei, you are the number one young Soul Transformation Realm cultivator in our Xiao family. You are even more outstanding than I thought. You did well. I will send someone to give you another Spiritual Pivot Pill."
Lan Fei was very excited when he heard this. A mid-grade pill was extremely precious to those wandering cultivators. Only a family like the Xiao family could give it to a Soul Transformation Realm cultivator like him.
"Thank you, sir! Lan Fei will not disappoint you and enter the Tribulation Passing Realm as soon as possible! "
Sorrowful Mohui nodded in satisfaction and said to Yang Cheng, "Xiao Chen, your body refining technique is indeed impressive. Our Xiao family has always treated talented young cultivators well. From today onwards, you are a member of our Xiao family. I will ask Housekeeper Xiao to arrange a place for you to cultivate and give you three Bodhi Pills to increase your True Yuan."
"Thank you, sir. May I ask about Brother Zhao's matter …" Yang Cheng asked on behalf of Zhao Muyang.
Sorrowful Mohui frowned slightly and said, "The Xiaoyun Pill might have to wait for a while because high-grade pills are always in short supply. I'm afraid it will take more than a month for the latest batch of Xiaoyun Pills to be refined …"
The Zhao siblings looked perturbed. Why did they feel that this matter was becoming more and more dangerous?
"Hmph, do you think my dad would lie to you?" Xiao Qiufeng said coldly, "Although the Xiaoyun Pill is precious, our Xiao family will not go back on our word for a high-grade pill."
Sorrowful Mohui nodded to his son, "Not bad. Qiufeng is right. I, Sorrowful Mohui, always keep my word."
"Sir, you misunderstood. We can wait." Zhao Muyang immediately said respectfully.
Xiao Qiufeng's eyes flashed with a strange light. He glanced at Zhao Ting and smiled, "How about this, Zhao Muyang, Zhao Ting, you two stay with our Xiao family for a month. After a month, you can go back with the Xiaoyun Pill."
"Ah … this … this is too troublesome."
"Zhao Muyang, you and your sister both use swords. It won't be long before Senior Xu Shaogong comes to our Xiao family to teach the younger generation sword techniques. Don't you and your sister want to learn more?" Xiao Qiufeng asked.
Zhao Muyang and Zhao Ting's eyes lit up. If they could get even a little bit of Xu Shaogong's guidance, they would be too lucky. With their status, how could they have the chance to come into contact with the top ten experts?
On the other hand, Sorrowful Mohui, Xu Yanan, and the others looked at Xiao Qiufeng strangely, but they didn't stop him. This was just a small matter.
After everything was settled, the head butler Xiao Guyuan came over and brought Yang Cheng and the Zhao siblings to find two places to cultivate and live.
The Xiao family occupied a large area. They found two secluded forests with simple wooden houses inside, which were convenient to live in.
Xiao Guyuan didn't forget to give Yang Cheng three Bodhi Pills, but Yang Cheng didn't need such inferior goods. The quality of the pills was far inferior to the ones he had refined himself.
Thinking about what Xiao Qiufeng had said, that refining a batch of Heaven Cloud Pills would take around a month, Yang Cheng felt puzzled. He could clearly finish it in one or two hours, so why did they need a month?
After thinking about it, he suddenly realized that he could use the Samadhi True Fire, but they used all sorts of materials to start the fire. Not to mention the quality of the fire, just the firepower alone couldn't compare to his, so of course it would take a long time to refine.
Yang Cheng gave the Samadhi Bodhi Pill to the Zhao siblings. Originally, the siblings didn't want to accept it, but Yang Cheng said that if they didn't accept it, they wouldn't treat him as a friend, so the siblings could only gratefully accept it.
Zhao Ting even started to look at Yang Cheng with admiration in her eyes, which made Yang Cheng a little dumbfounded. The female cultivators in the illusion realm were too bitter. They were moved by a little benefit, but his women all ate low-grade pills like they were three meals a day.
In fact, Yang Chen also had a favor to ask from the Zhao siblings. He mainly wanted to know more about the illusory realm, as well as the situation of the hidden clans. With sufficient benefits, the siblings naturally told him everything they knew without holding anything back, and told him everything they knew.
However, Yang Cheng regretted that he couldn't get any information about Hsiao Chih-ching from the Zhao siblings after spending two days with them. He only knew a lot of general knowledge about the illusion realm.
Yang Cheng thought about it. It was time to walk around the Xiao family, but how could he walk around and not be suspected of what he was looking for?
Although he hadn't found any super experts in the Xiao family that could restrain him, it was precisely because he couldn't find them that he was particularly suspicious.
Just as Yang Cheng was worrying about this problem, the man who fought with him two days ago, Lan Fei, suddenly came to his residence early in the morning to look for him.
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