Rumble rumble!
A carriage bearing the Wang Family's insignia traveled along the streets. In the carriage, Wang Chong sat motionlessly, silently cultivating the Foundation Manual of the that The Evil Emperor had given him.
This cultivation technique wasn't as easy as he had imagined. In fact, it was even more difficult than any cultivation technique that Wang Chong had cultivated in his previous life. Fortunately, The Evil Emperor had warned him that everything was difficult at the beginning. The was difficult at the beginning and easy at the end. As long as he could get past the initial hurdle, the rest would be much easier.
Waves of Yuan Qi flowed through his body. Under Wang Chong's control, these Yuan Qi constantly collided against the various acupoints in his body.
None of these acupoints coincided with the cultivation technique that Wang Chong was cultivating. All of them were unconventional, and not a single one was a normal acupoint.
"No wonder this cultivation technique is called an evil cultivation technique. Just these acupoints alone exude an evil aura."
Wang Chong thought to himself.
Waves of Yuan Qi flowed through his body. An hour later, a light pop sounded from within his body. Finally, a new acupoint in Wang Chong's body was slowly opening up.
With the opening of this acupoint, the Yuan Qi in Wang Chong's body also grew thicker.
"Weng!"
Just as Wang Chong was immersed in the breakthrough he had just achieved, the Origin Energy in his body suddenly fell into disarray.
"Hmm? This feeling... "
Wang Chong's eyebrows twitched. Stretching out his right hand, he pulled open the curtains and looked behind him. Amidst the dense crowd, Wang Chong immediately saw a cold and suspicious looking man staring in his direction.
On their bodies, Wang Chong could sense a familiar aura.
"It's someone from the evil path!"
A thought flashed across Wang Chong's mind. He immediately understood what was going on.
In the distance, the other party quickly retracted his gaze. But to Wang Chong, this was enough.
"Change direction, southeast!"
Wang Chong knocked on the carriage.
After so many days, this was the first time he encountered someone following him.
"Let's go and take a look!"
In the crowd, two figures followed closely. The carriage passed through the streets and alleys, but it did not go to Purple Bamboo Garden. Instead, it went to an increasingly remote place.
"Hey, he asked for it. It just so happened that we couldn't find an opportunity to make a move, but he actually gave us the opportunity himself. "
"Although this kid isn't that old fellow, for him to be able to cause Milord's Yuan Qi to fluctuate, he definitely has something to do with that old fellow. As long as we capture him, we'll definitely be able to get the location of that old fellow's land! "
…
The two of them sped up and followed closely behind. Their speed was no worse than Wang Chong's carriage.
In just a short while, the surroundings became densely forested, and the number of pedestrians gradually decreased. In the distance, one could faintly hear the sound of pigs being slaughtered.
This was a slaughterhouse. Because there were a lot of animals, other than the butchers and the vendors who delivered the goods in the evening, very few people would come here.
"Creak!"
When they were about a thousand meters away from the slaughterhouse, Wang Chong's carriage came to a stop.
"Courting death!"
Behind him, the two disciples were overjoyed. They unsheathed their swords and charged at the carriage without hesitation. But even though they were fast, Wang Chong was even faster!
"Boom!"
The carriage window shattered, and Wang Chong, as one with his sword, shot out of the carriage like a cannonball. Halfway through, he had already used the Single Character Consecutive Slash. His speed was even faster and more vicious than the other two.
"Not good!"
"Careful!"
…
The two disciples only saw a flash of light, and in the next moment, Wang Chong had already appeared above their heads. "Clang, clang, clang!" Wang Chong moved with his sword, moving as fast as lightning. In a short period of time, he was actually able to fight one against two.
His position was unpredictable. Sometimes it was east, sometimes it was west, sometimes it was south, sometimes it was north. The direction of his sword was completely unpredictable. After an intense exchange, not only was Wang Chong fine, but Wang Chong had also left seven or eight wounds on their bodies.
"Bang!"
In the final blow, Wang Chong's figure flickered, and he directly flew back over thirty meters, increasing the distance between him and the two disciples.
"Courting death!"
Two of the Corrupt disciples immediately rushed over.
"Gong Yu, hurry up and attack!"
Wang Chong suddenly said.
"Whoosh!"
As if in response to Wang Chong's voice, a figure as faint as smoke flashed, and with a flash, it flew out from the crown of a nearby tree. "Chi!"
Without too many words, just a single sword strike. In the instant that disciple was distracted, the sword immediately pierced through the heart of the disciple at the back. His movements were clean and precise.
"Clang!"
Almost at the same time, Wang Chong shot out, using the Single Character Consecutive Slash to cut through the defense of the other disciple. Borrowing the momentum of the other disciple's parry, Wang Chong somersaulted behind him and stabbed his sword into the disciple's right chest.
"AHHH!"
Amidst a miserable scream, the second disciple clutched his chest and fell to the ground like a wooden pillar.
Wang Chong's sword arts were strange, and he was unable to defend against it at all.
"Speak, who are you people? Why are you following me? "
Wang Chong stepped on the disciple, and with his right hand, he placed his sword on the disciple's neck. With a slight movement, a stream of blood immediately flowed out.
"Pui! Do you think that I will tell you? "
Wang Chong spat out a mouthful of blood, and the disciple's face was filled with rage.
"Heh, don't worry, you will tell me."
Wang Chong said calmly as he turned around.
"Gong Yu, I'll leave this person to you."
As an assassin, obtaining intelligence was also one of their skills. Wang Chong didn't have to wait for too long before Miyasame Ayaka managed to obtain the intelligence she wanted from the other party.
"Master, there's a problem. The other party seems to have sent quite a few people to investigate an old man. These people are just one of them. On top of that, they seem to have a unique method to sense that old man. "
Miyasame Ayaka walked over with a bloodied sword in her hand.
There were some things that she didn't reveal. While those people were looking for an old man, they managed to track down Wang Chong. Clearly, Wang Chong had some kind of relationship with that old man.
"I understand. You should return for now. I'll deal with this matter myself. "
Wang Chong waved his hands.
Miyasame Ayaka nodded before retreating into the surrounding forest, disappearing from sight. Only Wang Chong was left standing on the spot, deep in thought.
"Those fellows sure came quickly!"
Wang Chong stood alone in the clearing, his head raised, his mind in thought.
In front of Miyasame Ayaka, Wang Chong didn't reveal the truth. But Wang Chong knew that the master that the two unorthodox disciples spoke of was probably the 'traitor' that the Evil Emperor spoke of.
"More than three hundred men, and they're able to lock onto their location through their aura. If that's the case … the Purple Bamboo Garden isn't safe anymore."
Recalling the Evil Emperor, Wang Chong couldn't help but worry.
"This won't do. I'll have to discuss this matter with master first."
Wang Chong immediately set off. He knocked Miyasame Ayaka unconscious and threw her into the carriage before heading back to the Purple Bamboo Garden.
"... That's about it."
A moment later, in the Purple Bamboo Garden, Wang Chong recounted everything that had happened along the way. At the same time, he tossed the captured unorthodox disciple to the ground.
Facts spoke louder than words. Tossing the unorthodox disciple to the ground was more convincing than anything else.
"That traitor!"
Looking at the unorthodox disciple on the ground, the Evil Emperor's body trembled in anger. How could he possibly not recognize the technique that he had imparted to him?
The cultivation techniques that these people were using were all from his lineage.
"Do you really think that I won't be able to deal with him just because my qi sea has been destroyed?"
The Evil Emperor stretched out his palm, and a black aura immediately seeped out from the unorthodox disciple's body and seeped into the Evil Emperor's body.
The unorthodox disciple's face paled, and his skin swiftly turned gray. Then, he fell motionless.
On the other hand, the Evil Emperor's aura grew a little stronger after receiving this surge of Origin Energy.
"Master!"
Wang Chong was astonished. Even though he had seen the might of the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art in his previous life, the Evil Emperor's cultivation was clearly much stronger than his.
His cultivation had fallen to the Origin Energy realm, yet he was still able to absorb the energy from this heretical disciple's body through the air.
"Chong-er, you had better remember this. Our lineage's unorthodox cultivation technique has a total of four tiers. The first tier is your current Foundation Establishment realm. The second tier is the Little Yinyang Art. It requires the help of an external object to absorb the other party's cultivation technique. The third tier is like what I am doing now, absorbing the other party's cultivation technique from afar. "
"Even though my cultivation has regressed, my cultivation hasn't regressed. I can still use it. "
"However, above the third tier, there's still the fourth tier, which is even more powerful. However, I have never succeeded in cultivating it. Legend has it that the founder of our lineage succeeded in cultivating it, and it seems to have something to do with space-time. I have never cultivated it before, so I'm not too sure either. "
"You will advance step by step through the four tiers, and once you reach the fourth tier, you will be a God Martial realm expert. The entire world will follow your lead. "
As the Evil Emperor Old Man spoke, his face swiftly turned ashen. The Origin Energy that he had absorbed previously flowed out of his body like a punctured balloon.
"Master!"
Wang Chong was still listening intently at the start, but upon seeing this sight, his face warped in shock. He hurriedly supported his master, The Evil Emperor.
"Hehe, don't worry. My spirit sea has already been destroyed, and I can't retain any Origin Energy in my body. Forcefully using the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art will result in a backlash. That wretched disciple knew of this, which is why he dared to send such trash to deal with me. "
The Evil Emperor supported himself with a hand on the table to stabilize his body.
"Master, are you storing Origin Energy in your acupoints?"
Wang Chong suddenly asked.
"You know of the Myriad Spirit Sea Art as well?"
The Evil Emperor stared at Wang Chong in shock for the first time. However, he soon nodded.
"This is one of the unorthodox techniques of our lineage. Since ancient times, only the sect master has known of it, and it has always been extremely difficult to cultivate. My spirit sea has already been destroyed, and I am unable to store Origin Energy in my dantian. Only by replacing my spirit sea with acupoints can I store Origin Energy. This is also my only choice. "
Before Wang Chong, the Evil Emperor did not hold back at all.
Wang Chong was stunned speechless.
He had long heard of the technique of storing Origin Energy in acupoints. However, this technique was extremely mystical, and Wang Chong had only heard of it, but he had never seen it before.
Even the seniors in his previous life had said that this kind of cultivation method was unconventional and mysterious. It was not something that ordinary people could cultivate.
"No wonder he was able to imbue Origin Energy into Zhou Wen!"
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