"Hahaha, even the heavens are on my side!"
The Evil Emperor was initially feeling a little depressed, but at this moment, all of that was gone.
"Chong-er! Do you know why that bastard betrayed me? "The Evil Emperor suddenly turned to look at Wang Chong.
"Your disciple doesn't know."
Wang Chong was really curious. He only knew that the Evil Emperor was betrayed by someone, and that it was his disciple. But he had never heard of the details, so he didn't know.
"Hmph, I saw that bastard as my own son. I, Zhang Wenfu, may be … but I never mistreat my disciples. That bastard's talent was lacking, so I imparted him the Little Yinyang Art. But he thought that I was hiding something and purposely didn't impart it to him. He colluded with outsiders to betray me and assassinate me. "
"That bastard didn't even think about it. Given his aptitude and talent, he had missed the best period to temper his aptitude. If I had imparted that secret art to him, he would have long gone berserk and died. "
"To think that I treated him well. Yet, he tried to assassinate me! They're trying to kill me! "
Thinking of the past, the Evil Emperor couldn't help but feel resentful.
Wang Chong fell silent. The Evil Emperor wasn't a good person, but he felt that he had nothing to say to the people around him. He had nothing to say to the people around him.
Perhaps, he deserved what happened to him today.
But no matter what, it was not his disciple's turn to deal with him.
"Master, don't worry. I will definitely avenge you!"
Wang Chong said solemnly.
"Hahaha, good! Chong-er, I didn't misjudge you. Your words are more than enough. "
The Evil Emperor said happily as he took out his belt. It was at this moment that Wang Chong realized that the Evil Emperor's belt was actually a whole different world.
It looked like an ordinary belt, but there were actually several secret chambers within it.
The Demonic Emperor Old Man opened the secret chamber and took out a heavy, black pill about the size of a thumb.
"What is this?"
Wang Chong was greatly surprised.
"Hmph, this is the last Dragon Transformation Pill I have! Only those who had reached Tiger Bone 3-Dan Perfection Stage could use it! I was originally prepared to give it to him as long as that bastard behaved obediently and cultivated his root bone to the third level of perfection of the Tiger Bone. After observing him for a period of time and finding that there were no problems with him, I was going to give it to him. But this evil creature was too impatient. This Dragon Transformation Pill is destined to have no fate with him. "
As the Evil Emperor spoke, he generously handed over the Dragon Transformation Pill in his hand.
"Now, I will officially give you this Dragon Transformation Pill. Chong-er, consume this pill and you'll be able to reach the Dragon Bone realm. At that time, I will teach you martial arts. "
"Thank you, master!"
Wang Chong was overjoyed. He had thought that it would take a long time for him to reach the Dragon Bone realm. Who would have thought that happiness would come so unexpectedly. He would actually receive the "Dragon Transformation Pill" from the Evil Emperor.
After swallowing the Dragon Transformation Pill, a majestic aura erupted from Wang Chong's body. This aura was incomparably sharp, and it carried with it a tyrannical and destructive power.
"The pills of the unorthodox are indeed different!"
This was the only thought that flashed across Wang Chong's mind before he 'exploded'. Kacha kacha, the crisp sound of bones cracking echoed from within his body. Wang Chong felt as though every single cell in his body was burning with a blazing flame.
"Hold your breath and rein in the medicinal energy within your body. Don't move recklessly!"
An authoritative voice sounded beside his ear.
Wang Chong's heart skipped a beat and he immediately stopped moving. A palm pressed on his mingmen from behind. With a light pat, a warm surge of Origin Energy flowed into his body.
Changing to another spot, the palm struck once more, and another surge of Origin Energy flowed into his body.
Under the assistance of this external force, the blazing flames within Wang Chong's body felt as though a cold spring had been poured over him, and he immediately felt much better.
Time passed slowly, and Wang Chong soon entered a tranquil state.
After an unknown period of time!
"Yin! — — "
The crisp roar of a dragon suddenly echoed in the air. The air behind Wang Chong blurred, and a vague silhouette of a serpentine dragon could be vaguely seen.
The serpentine dragon danced in the air, and it didn't take long for it to vanish.
At the same time, Wang Chong opened his eyes, and a brilliant glint gleamed in them.
"I've finally reached Dragon Bone realm!"
Wang Chong spread open his arms, his heart filled with joy.
'Soaring Dragon in the Sky, Hidden Dragon in the Depths'. Even though his cultivation was only at Dragon Bone 1-dan, it was a qualitative change to Wang Chong's cultivation.
At this moment, Wang Chong felt his body brimming with energy. His endurance, stamina, and explosiveness had all increased significantly. Even though he was still at Origin Energy Tier 7, his foundation was incomparably sturdy.
"I've finally reached a realm that I couldn't reach in my previous life!"
Wang Chong thought to himself, overjoyed. With the Dragon Bone formed, he would no longer be restricted by his root bone anymore.
"Good, you've finally succeeded. To be able to reach such a level of cultivation at fifteen, your future is bound to be limitless! "
An old voice sounded from behind. The Evil Emperor's face was pale, and his voice was weak.
"Thank you, master!"
Looking at the weakened state of the Evil Emperor, Wang Chong was moved.
"Master, rest assured. Even if the entire world betrays you in the future, Wang Chong will never betray you!"
"Hehe, I'm glad to hear your words. This is the Foundation Establishment Page of 《Little Yinyang Art》. Every cultivation technique has to be cultivated step by step, be it the righteous or unorthodox. Once you've built your foundation, I'll impart you the real 《Little Yinyang Art》. Only after you've mastered the 《Little Yinyang Art》 can I impart you my true secret art! "
"Thank you, master!"
Wang Chong didn't disturb him any further. After collecting the Foundation Establishment Page of 《Little Yinyang Art》, he left Shen Hai and Meng Long behind to guard the Purple Bamboo Garden before bidding farewell.
…
"Paying respects to master!"
Just as Wang Chong was leaving Purple Bamboo Garden, hundreds of black-robed men were gathered together in a courtyard in the east of the capital. These men exuded a strong demonic aura, and they knelt down toward a masked black-robed young man on the roof.
The walls of the courtyard were deep, and tall trees surrounded the area. No one would be able to notice this place from the outside.
"Listen up, all of you!"
On the roof, the masked black-robed young man exuded a cold aura. He raised his head and placed his hands behind his back. His expression was one of arrogance.
"That old fellow isn't dead yet! I want you all to infiltrate the capital of the Tang Dynasty and search through every single street and alley. That old fellow's demonic cultivation technique is something that can't be washed away. I've already obtained a tracking technique. As long as that old fellow appears within a certain range of your surroundings, you will be able to sense him immediately. "
Sou!
The masked black-robed young man waved his hand and a ball of black flame immediately flew out. The flame split into thousands of fragments in the air and let out ghostly wails as they flew down. In an instant, the hundreds of black-robed men below were all engulfed in flames.
The black-robed men shuddered, and their aura immediately underwent a subtle change.
"Go!"
"Yes, my lord!"
The hundreds of black-robed men immediately scattered in all directions.
"You all were too careless!"
Not long after the black-robed men disappeared, a black shadow suddenly appeared beside the masked black-robed young man.
"If a snake doesn't die, it will definitely be harmed. Do you all know what would have happened to us if that fellow didn't die? "
A black circle of light vaguely appeared in his mind. It was like a devil, and it looked extremely bizarre.
"How could I have known that the old fellow would actually cultivate a secret escape path? I've followed him for so long, and I've never noticed it. "
The masked black-robed young man said with an aggrieved voice.
"However, he won't be able to escape for long. His Sea of Qi is already broken, and with your Great Art of Gathering and my Vitality of the Evil Path. In less than twenty days, even if he's buried underground, I will still be able to find him! "
"Let's hope so!"
The black-robed man said, and quickly disappeared from the rooftop.
…
After finding the Evil Emperor and successfully becoming his disciple, Wang Chong felt much more at ease. In the following days, Wang Chong would practice the Little Yinyang Art every day. Then, he would go to the Ghost Tree District to play chess with So Jung-son, and then he would go to the Purple Bamboo Garden to accompany himself.
"Have you seen anyone recently?"
Under the locust tree, So Jung-son suddenly stared at Wang Chong said.
"What?"
Wang Chong's heart skipped a beat. Looking at So Jung-son's penetrating gaze, he suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Senior, are you joking? There are so many people on this street, of course I have to see a lot of people every day! "
"Is that so?"
So Jung-son said calmly, but he didn't pursue the matter any further. Instead, he picked up a white stone and continued playing. It was as if nothing had happened.
"Hu!"
Wang Chong heaved a sigh of relief. So Jung-son was a war god, and also a top-notch expert. He might not be any weaker than the Evil Emperor.
He had forgotten that one of them was righteous and the other evil, and they were as incompatible as fire and water.
"How could I have forgotten? Senior Su is an upright person who abhors evil. I've only been practicing the Little Yinyang Art for a short period of time, so I hope he doesn't notice. "
Wang Chong suddenly felt his scalp go numb. The discovery of the Little Yinyang Art was a small matter, but if So Jung-son and the Evil Emperor discovered each other's existence, that would be the real problem.
"Oh no!"
Wang Chong thought.
"You're distracted."
Suddenly, an indifferent and calm voice rang in his ears. Wang Chong was stunned, and only then did he realize that he had made a wrong move.
"Hehe, Senior, you're brilliant. You've made me lose my footing. Come, come, have a piece of braised beef! "
Wang Chong suddenly grinned, and without a word, he picked up a large piece of braised beef from the plate in front of So Jung-son.
So Jung-son, who was originally silent and solemn, froze when he saw the braised beef that Wang Chong picked up.
"Haha, come, let's play!"
Wang Chong thought to himself that it was a close shave, and quickly placed a stone to distract So Jung-son.
The game continued from noon to afternoon, and So Jung-son still suffered a crushing defeat.
"Senior, you've lost again."
Wang Chong laughed heartily, and just like the previous time, he bid farewell and left.
So Jung-son only laughed twice, and did not speak again. But after Wang Chong disappeared, So Jung-son's smile disappeared, and his face became extremely solemn.
"Fang Hong!"
"Master, what's wrong?"
Behind the tree, the old servant Fang Hong walked over.
"This child has strayed into the wrong path. During this period of time, some people from the wrong path must have looked for him. Bring me a Black Kite, I have a use for it! "
So Jung-son said coldly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his face.
In the Tang dynasty, if one wanted to have a successful career, and become a powerful official, one had to be upright, and not make any mistakes. Wang Chong did not know that he had strayed into the wrong path, and even tried to hide it from him. Little did he know, he had long seen through it.
This child's talent in the art of war was not easy, and even he was no match for him. In the future, he would definitely be a pillar of the imperial court, and he would not allow anyone to lead him astray.
"Master, are you saying that he has cultivated in the wrong path?"
The old servant Fang Hong was shocked.
"Yes. Don't reveal this matter in front of him, I will handle it myself. "
So Jung-son said.
"Yes, master!"
The old servant Fang Hong lowered his head.
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