The three of them didn't say much and left hurriedly. "P … c … m …"
Before leaving, he warned Wu Juecheng again and again. "Don't run around! We will come and visit you at any time. Your cultivation is really too weak now. In this world, it's hard to find anyone weaker than you! "
"The other brothers will definitely come and visit you when they know!"
"Hurry up and cultivate!"
"These are some elixirs, to help with cultivation."
"These are some spiritual treasures, to help with cultivation …"
"These are …"
"We have to go back and inform the other brothers as soon as possible. Every moment counts …"
"Or the other brothers will also come here to seek confirmation from you …"
"You must take care, Second Brother!"
Watching his brothers go back, Wu Juecheng took a deep breath and suppressed the bitterness in his heart. I really want to go and fight with you guys …
But I can't drag you guys down. Brothers, wait for me …
Wu Juecheng didn't reject the cultivation elixirs left behind by his brothers. In fact, he didn't even say anything courteous and accepted all of them.
There was no need to be courteous when taking things from his brothers. If he were to be courteous with them, they would probably break his head the moment he said something courteous …
"Boss … All the brothers already know about your painstaking efforts back then …" Wu Juecheng murmured. "As long as there's a chance, we must grasp it and revive Boss. The brothers will shed all our blood to apologize to Boss."
After a long silence, Wu Juecheng punched the hard and solid ground of the Jade Rock hard!
This punch was completely self-torture. There was no defense at all. No cultivation at all!
The ground didn't move, but Wu Juecheng's fist was immediately covered in blood. But he didn't stop. He continued to punch down, scolding angrily, "What are you pretending to be cool for! Didn't you also scold Boss like this back then? You met your own brothers. Yet you speak so harshly and make such sarcastic remarks? You scolded them for being ungrateful, but what about you! What about you! What about you!!! How did you resent Boss back then!! Forty thousand years!! Is your hatred any less than theirs!! What are you scolding for, how can you have the face to do that!! Sigh … "
Ever since he knew the truth. The hatred and helplessness in his heart had accumulated for too long. He couldn't let it go.
Every time he thought about it, it was like a heart-wrenching bite. He hated it! He hated the heavens, he hated himself even more!
Why?! Why?! And who could tell him why the heavens were so unfair! Why did good people have to suffer so many disasters!!
Faced with the hatred of his brothers, Wu Juecheng felt as though he had seen himself back then — the same disdain and resentment.
Hot blood rushed to his head in an instant. He could no longer control himself. He only knew that he was filled with hatred and anger. He wanted to scold the idiots in front of him until they woke up! Bastard! Bastard! They were brothers. More importantly, it was himself.
He was in a trance as he cursed loudly. It was as if Boss was standing right beside him.
Since Boss wasn't around, Wu Juecheng had to avenge Boss! Although Boss would never scold him like this even if he were here, Wu Juecheng could no longer control himself.
One punch after another. Blood was flowing, and his heart was in pain. No matter how much blood was shed, could it compare to Boss's blood and tears? No! Could he replace Boss's pain?
His hands were already numb and he couldn't feel any pain at all. His white bones were already visible. Wu Juecheng suddenly felt as though all his strength had been sucked out of him. He sat down on the ground and stared blankly at the bright red blood flowing further and further away …
A teardrop fell from the corner of his eye and merged into the pool of blood. Wu Juecheng said softly, as though he was smiling and crying at the same time, "Wu Juecheng, Wu Juecheng, you're not a good person either, ungrateful! You're just an ungrateful villain … "
At this moment, Wu Juecheng was just like a helpless child, squatting in a corner and hugging his knees, sobbing. …
I didn't cry when I couldn't find my brothers. But since I've already found my brothers, why should I cry? But I just can't help but feel my heart ache …
…
Chu Yang had once said, "Such a hero, even the heavens have to account for it!"
Wu Juecheng only remembered this sentence!
Heroes never die!
Even if there was no hope, one had to try his best to create hope. What's more, there was still a hope that, although faint, had once existed?
Lone Bamboo City.
Chu Yang had already stayed here peacefully for three whole days. In these three days, he had been collecting herbs like a nouveau riche. Of course, he had definitely collected them with different appearances.
If he had only collected herbs with the same appearance, he would probably have been caught on the first day.
The market wouldn't be willing to accept such a buyer or seller regardless of the price or cost. However, the situation was different since the five of them were separately collecting the medicines. Moreover, Chu Yang would change his appearance and personally go out every day. This had changed the situation from maliciously snatching the medicines to a situation where the supply couldn't meet the demand!
Although the end result was the same, the market's reaction was more normal. At least it wouldn't attract too much attention. However, the herbs market in Lone Bamboo City still inevitably became popular.
Under the influence of supply and demand, even some herbs from the surrounding cities began to be transported here.
Seeing this situation, Chu Yang decisively stopped collecting.
On one hand, it might not be a good thing to cause too much of a commotion. On the other hand, he was running out of money. Before he left, Chu Yang had more than a million Purple Cloud Coins with him. However, herbs and elixirs that could quickly heal injuries and improve cultivation were naturally very expensive.
That million Purple Cloud Coins seemed like a lot, but when it was really needed, he knew that he couldn't stop spending them. In these few days, he had already spent about seventy to eighty percent of it. Now, the Tribulation Space was still in a sealed state. He didn't know when it would open again. He had to make more plans for the present.
In these few days, Chu Yang would secretly go to the ancestral tomb of the demon race every night. He would find a secluded place to hide and cultivate. At the same time, the divine spirit hidden in Chu Yang's space ring silently flew into the ancestral tomb.
The massive amount of heterogeneous death energy accumulated in the ancestral tomb over thousands of years was absorbed by the divine spirit just like that.
Although the death energy in the ancestral tomb was heterogeneous and impure and its quality wasn't high, it had the advantage of being massive.
The divine spirit first absorbed all of it, then removed the impurities bit by bit and purified it. In less than three days, the tribulation divine soul had recovered a little. Although it was still far from its peak, the tribulation divine soul was already very satisfied.
That day, the Destruction of Wind and Thunder was the perfect counter to his calamity. His Divine Soul had almost been completely destroyed.
Compared to Meng Wuya, the divine spirit suffered much more serious injuries. However, in terms of its current state of recovery, the divine spirit was definitely recovering faster than Meng Wuya.
Firstly, the divine spirit's physique was special. It was almost immortal. Although the injury was serious, it didn't actually harm its origin. As long as there was enough death energy, recovery was only a matter of time.
Secondly, even though Meng Wuya was seriously injured, he still didn't want to rest. He was always chasing Chu Yang and mediating with people from all sides. There were many unforeseen events during this time. He suffered many setbacks and witnessed a large number of casualties. His injuries only became more and more serious. Unlike the divine spirit, the divine spirit hid with Chu Yang to focus on healing. One had a lot of things to do, while the other had no distractions. The difference in environment between the two was completely immeasurable.
In addition, there was another key point. Along the way, the divine spirit not only absorbed a large amount of death energy from the dead on both sides, but also absorbed a lot of pure death energy that originated from Chu Yang but wasn't completely absorbed by Chu Yang.
Chu Yang's cultivation had reached a higher level, reaching the level of Heavenly Being. The efficiency of the Layered Heaven Divine Technique was naturally sharper and stronger, and its ability to absorb the world's spiritual energy had also improved. The origin energy transformed by the Layered Heaven Divine Technique was almost equivalent to the origin and purest energy of this origin energy. In terms of pure death energy, even an old monster like the divine spirit who had cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years like the divine spirit couldn't compare to Chu Yang in terms of purity.
However, because there was still a considerable gap between the cultivation of the two, under normal circumstances, Chu Yang wouldn't be unable to absorb it in time and would overflow. Even if it did, the divine spirit might not care about it. However, the current situation was indeed very special. On one hand, Chu Yang was enduring the cleansing of a large amount of pure spiritual energy from the Tribulation Space at every moment. The divine spirit's own absorption of the world's spiritual energy was inevitably overflowing. Although the divine spirit's injuries had healed a little, it still needed pure death energy to further nourish its origin. The amount of death energy that Chu Yang overflowed was not large, but the quality was extremely high. These two were a perfect combination. The day when the divine spirit's recovery was really looking forward to!
Mo Yuntian's people had now entered the Demon Emperor Heaven. There were even people who came to Lone Bamboo City a few days ago. However, after searching around, they didn't find anything unusual. In addition, this place wasn't far from the core of the Demon Emperor Heaven. Naturally, the people who came didn't dare to rashly offend. Without any harvest, they quickly retreated.
Chu Yang seized the time to quickly collect the medicinal herbs and put them into medicine. In these few days, everyone was recuperating and cultivating. Everything was very peaceful.
However, Chu Yang knew that such peace wouldn't last for long. The peace now was just a facade before the storm.
And at this time, there was a youth in white, walking over with a frown on his face.
"Chu Yang … Where did this Chu Yang come from?" The youth in white frowned with a conflicted face. "I already said that he came here to seek refuge. What's the point of giving me this portrait? Why would he appear in the Demon Emperor Heaven with his real face? Unless his brain is fried. As for why this person is like this, it's as if he's been gang-raped a few hundred times … "
"Although his human face is really unpresentable, since he can do such a thing, you can't judge a book by its cover …"
The youth in white was holding the portrait that Chu Yang used to register his residence. With a frown on his face and a grimace, it was as if he was gang-raped by three hundred strong men.
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First update! Second update is a little late … Later, I'll have a gathering with my brothers from Tieba on YY. Tonight, I'll work overtime to write the second update. If you can't wait, you can read it tomorrow.
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