Chapter 222
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The old man from the academy didn't say anything. He only stroked his beard and looked at the red-clothed youth sitting cross-legged. His wise eyes seemed to be pondering about something.
Fengjiu, who was sitting cross-legged, guided the chaotic aura in her body to her dantian. The aura was fierce and strong, causing her veins to swell as if they were about to explode. The veins under her skin swelled, occasionally appearing and protruding.
She was sweating all over and her face was sometimes white and sometimes red. The pain that came from her body almost made her faint. However, she knew that if she couldn't hold on, she would be done for.
The four old men surrounded her and watched. One of them said in disbelief, "I didn't think that this youth would be able to hold on until now after drinking the blood of a level seven giant python. However, his blood is surging. I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on."
"It's hard to say. The fact that this youth can hold on until now is enough to show that he's not ordinary." The old man stroked his beard and said, "Let's protect him for now! If he can hold on, his strength will definitely increase greatly! "
Hearing him say this, the other three nodded and sat down not far away to protect the red-clothed youth.
As time quietly passed, one of the old men saw the red-clothed youth's spiritual energy slowly increase and couldn't help but exclaim.
"Look! He's really advancing! "
"Hiss! He's still advancing! There's no sign of him stopping at level three! "
The few people were shocked. After a while, they saw that the youth's spiritual energy had once again advanced from level four to level five!
"This, why does this advancement look so easy? What is this youth's background? "
The few people were speechless. One had to know that spiritual energy cultivation was different from profound energy cultivation. Many cultivators were unable to break through the level of a great spiritual master and enter the level of a foundation building cultivator. Only by becoming a foundation building cultivator could one be considered an immortal and have a lifespan of two hundred years.
Among a hundred great swordsmen, at most one or two would successfully advance. To enter the level of a golden core from a foundation building cultivator was one in ten thousand.
There were some cultivators who were over fifty years old, but they were still only at the level of great spirit-master. Yet, this youth, who was merely in his teens, was advancing as if he were jumping on a pedal. He was advancing step by step. How could they not be extremely shocked?
Under the incredulous gazes of the four old men, the red-clothed youth actually sat there cross-legged for three days and three nights. His strength was also increasing at a steady pace. Perhaps it was because they had been staring at him for three days and three nights, but the four old men were shocked by his abnormal advancement speed and were unable to regain their senses for a long time.
For three days and three nights, they didn't sleep or rest. They just stared at the red-clothed youth, thinking the same thing.
No matter which sect this youngster was from, they had to find a way to poach him into their sect!
"Look, he, he advanced again …"
An old man swallowed his saliva as he stared at the red-clothed youth excitedly. His expression was like a person who had not eaten for half a month and was staring at a piece of fat meat. He wanted nothing more than to rush forward and snatch him back into the sect.
"Hiss! H-he's going to attack the Great Spirit-Master Realm! "
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