Yu Clan, Quiet Grace Pavilion!
"Restore!"
Ignoring Yu Haoran's joke, Thaling was attracted by the word 'restore' he mentioned just now. He had a vague guess in his heart.
If his guess was correct, then according to Yu Haoran's vengeful character, the person behind the scenes who hired the assassins would also have to suffer the tragic pain of the Soul Eater Poison devouring the Sea of Consciousness.
When the black gas that floated out of the wound on his wrist completely entered the body of the first black-clothed Confucian and entered the Sea of Consciousness through the meridians, Yu Haoran immediately aimed the wound on his wrist at the second black-clothed Confucian.
For the next period of time, he used the same method to transfer the black gas formed by the Soul Eater Poison into the bodies of the two black-clothed Confucians and the seven bandit leaders.
Closing his eyes, he carefully checked the state of his body. After confirming that the Soul Eater Poison had been completely transferred, he took the opportunity to take the healing elixir that he had prepared in advance.
While using the elixir to heal the wounds on his calves and wrists, he rearranged the nine corpses that were not far from death in a fan-shaped manner.
Subsequently, Yu Haoran sat cross-legged in front of the nine corpses and then mobilized the Dantian Fire.
The Dantian Fire transformed into nine small azure snakes, which respectively entered the corpses' Sea of Consciousness through the mouths of the nine corpses and began to wrap around the black gas that had successfully devoured the Sea of Consciousness.
Immediately after, he took out the pill furnace and the dagger smeared with the Soul Eater Poison. Using the pill furnace's fire, he successfully separated the remaining Soul Eater Poison from the dagger.
"Draw!"
While using the pill furnace's fire to continue purifying the Soul Eater Poison, his free left hand quickly formed a seal.
Every time a mark was formed and imprinted on a corpse, the black gas wrapped in the Dantian Flame would directly leave the corpse's Sea of Consciousness and merge with the Ghost Soul Devouring Venom in the Pill Furnace's Pill Fire.
After the nine wisps of black gas with a certain amount of spirituality had all merged with the poison in the pill furnace, Yu Haoran immediately took out eight poisonous spiritual herbs from his storage ring and threw them into the pill furnace at the same time.
Melting, purifying, condensing, it was the same as the normal process of refining pills!
However, when the pills were out of the furnace, Thaling was surprised to find that the last thing that flew out of the pill furnace was not a pill, but a small living ink-colored snake.
Picking up the pill bottle prepared in advance, the small ink-colored snake that was constantly flying in the air, the snake somewhat reluctantly flew into the pill bottle.
"Yu Haoran, according to my understanding of the Soul Eater Poison, when it devouring the Soul, its own toxicity also weaken."
"The moment the Divine Soul is destroyed is the moment the Soul-devouring Venom disappears."
Why did it not disappear? Instead, it has Poison poison has Eater Eater Poison has has has Poison poison has Poison, Poison has Poison has Poison's Poison poison poison Poison's Poison Poison poison poison poison poison poison......
The Tower Spirit asked in confusion when it saw the small black snake enter the pill bottle unwillingly.
". is it?"..
Yu Haoran explained with a smile as he put away the pill bottle containing the ink-colored snake.
"The pellet I just refined contains abundant soul energy. It can keep the Spirit Devouring Soul Poison in a devouring state."
"As for why it has spirituality, it has something to do with the blood I infused into the pill, as well as the pill refining technique I used just now."
After instructing Black Bear to dispose of the nine corpses and informing Lin Yun and the other members of the Yu Clan to return to the Yu Clan Mansion, Yu Haoran wanted to return to the Cultivation Room to continue familiarizing himself with the power of the breakthrough in his cultivation and physical body grade. However, he discovered that the Quiet Grace Pavilion behind him had been directly destroyed by the giant python that he had suddenly transformed into.
With a sad sigh, Yu Haoran sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate in the open-air courtyard.
…!
About twenty miles away from the north of Xianyang City, there was a simple pavilion used for resting.
With his hands behind his back, Yu Haoran stood in the pavilion, gazing in the direction of Xianyang City.
Behind him sat Zhai Xing, Wu San, Bing Shuang, and Bai Hua, as well as a strange old man of about fifty years of age with wavy red hair and wearing a jade-green robe.
Nine days!
It had been nine days since he had been forced to flee Xianyang City.
For martial artists who were successful in their cultivation and had a longer lifespan, nine days was just the blink of an eye.
But for Yu Haoran, these nine days were as long as nine years.
Nine years of suppressed humiliation and anger had caused his hatred for Qin Baijun, the Palace Lord of the Imperial Clan Court, to reach an uncontrollable level.
Now that he had returned to Xianyang City, the flames of anger in his heart had been ignited.
"Yu Haoran, calm your Qi and focus your mind!" Sensing the killing intent surging from Yu Haoran's body and fearing that he would do something crazy, Thaling couldn't help but warn him.
Taking in a deep breath, Yu Haoran forcefully suppressed the surging killing intent in his heart and calmly turned to Zhai Xing and the others.
"Let's go!"
Zhai Xing, who had the best relationship with Yu Haoran, hurried to Yu Haoran's side and asked with a smile.
"Old Brother Yu, what do we plan to do next?"
"Do we disguise ourselves and sneak into Xianyang City, or do we think of a way to lure out the experts of the Imperial Clan Court and assassinate them outside Xianyang City?"
Stopping and turning to look at Zhai Xing, Yu Haoran shook his head and calmly said.
"Swagger into Xianyang City and openly attack the Imperial Clan Court!"
Then, he soared into the sky and transformed into a bolt of lightning, dashing toward Xianyang City.
When he heard Yu Haoran's reply, Zhai Xing was surprised and couldn't help but exchange glances with his four companions. Then, with a wry smile, he soared into the sky and quickly chased after Yu Haoran, who had left ahead of time.
…!
The atmosphere in Xianyang City, which had originally been bustling with noise and excitement, had been rather stifling recently.
The reason for the stifling atmosphere was the war that had already begun and the unforeseen event at the engagement ceremony nine days ago.
It was precisely because of this stifling atmosphere that the city guards guarding the city gates had been in a rather bad mood recently.
"You, come here!"
As the captain of the squad on duty, Wang Xinchao, who had just been reprimanded by his superior, looked gloomily at the pedestrians heading toward the city gates.
When he saw a young man dressed in the uniform of a sect disciple and only a first-grade Martial Master, Wang Xinchao sternly reprimanded him.
"What's the matter?" The sect disciple, who had faced Wang Xinchao's reprimand, stood on the spot without a trace of fear.
"Aiya, I didn't expect you to be so arrogant."
When he saw that the sect disciple didn't show the slightest bit of panic in the face of his reprimand, instead, had a sense of superiority, Wang Xinchao immediately felt humiliated, as if his prestige had been swept to the ground.
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