44: Chapter 44 Ten-Year-Old Lightning-Struck Wood, Hundred-Year-Old Snake Skin

Hun Tiandi's voice was freezing cold, like the Grim Reaper from hell.

"Bastard, in Tianbei City, no one dares to offend my Han Family. You have already found your path to death."

The beautiful woman in purple screamed hoarsely.

Boom!

With a loud explosion, the guard crawling on the ground burst apart. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the thick scent of blood caused the expressions of everyone present to change drastically.

"Such ruthless methods!" Han Yue's expression was ugly. This was the first time she had seen someone as young as Mr. Yun Tian kill so decisively.

"Hand over the medicinal herbs, otherwise the next to die will be Han Gang..."

Hun Tiandi's voice remained indifferent. A violent aura bore down on Han Gang, pressing his bones until they creaked.

"Save me..." Han Gang said weakly. His internal organs were already injured, and now under the pressure of the aura, he was not far from death.

"Fine, take them!" The beautiful woman in purple said unwillingly as she looked at the dying Han Gang.

Hearing this, Hun Tiandi withdrew his rampaging aura. The beautiful woman in purple stood up, looking at him with resentment.

With a flip of her hand, she took out a pile of medicinal herbs and placed them on the table.

Then, she left with Han Gang.

Phew!

Hun Tiandi took a deep breath and checked the medicinal herbs and the crystal card one by one. With a flip of his hand, he placed them into his storage ring and tucked away the silver token as well.

"Miss Han, see you at the auction!" Afterwards, he walked out of the VIP room and left the Xueyue Medicine Pavilion.

At the entrance of the Xueyue Medicine Pavilion, Hun Tiandi watched the passing crowds, slowly exhaled, and turned to walk toward the city gate.

Swoosh!

After leaving the gate, a brilliant silver light shone beneath his feet. He transformed into a streak of green lightning and dashed toward the distance.

He charged toward the mountain forest. Within the lush mountain range, signs of humans were scarce, and the roars of magical beasts occasionally echoed.

Countless birds resting in the woods were startled. In a flurry of panicked wingbeats, they soared into the high sky.

Before him lay a continuous mountain range. Hun Tiandi did not stop, choosing a hidden peak where he carved out a cave.

The peak was shrouded in faint mist, making it difficult for anyone to detect his presence.

"I'll have a proper secluded cultivation session!"

A rare look of determination appeared on his handsome face. With a loud boom, he opened a cave entrance dozens of feet wide and then blocked it with a pile of rubble.

With a casual flick, several Moonlight Stones were embedded into the stone walls, emitting a warm, gentle light.

The entire cave was illuminated.

Sitting cross-legged on a stone slab, he flipped his hand to take out a box. Opening it revealed a white nine-petaled flower, crystal clear and emitting a rich medicinal fragrance.

Taking a breath of the fragrance gave Hun Tiandi's spirit a jolt, and he felt a hint of coolness.

Back in the Ten Thousand Snake Gorge, in order to scare off the black snake Commander Xia Qing, he had used his greatest trump card: the heart of samsara.

The price was the consumption of soul power. His originally scarlet soul power had become transparent after activating the heart of samsara. Had it not been for his naturally resilient soul,

he would have become a mindless idiot once his soul power was exhausted.

"Spirit-Washing Flower, a Rank 6 medicinal herb. It grows in blood-soaked lands that are cold year-round or on ancient battlefields. Formed from pure souls, it has the effect of healing soul injuries."

Hun Tiandi tore off a petal of the Spirit-Washing Flower and placed it in his mouth. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a surge of white energy that traveled up through his meridians and gathered in his sea of consciousness.

After the white energy drilled into the space of his sea of consciousness, a crystal-clear long sword emerged. The energy of the Spirit-Washing Flower then poured into the sword.

With a thought, he activated the God Refining Art. The medicinal power was instantly absorbed, and the crystal-clear long sword began to emit strands of scarlet light.

"It's working, good..."

Hun Tiandi was delighted. He could finally heal his soul injury, and the burden weighing on his heart vanished completely.

While he was in seclusion healing his soul injury, a group of uninvited guests arrived at Tianbei City.

"Where on earth did that bastard Yun Tian run off to?"

It was Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng and his group searching for Hun Tiandi. They had been traveling in the open, searching everywhere for his tracks.

After ten days of searching, his anger was sky-high, and his resentment was bone-chillingly cold.

"Let's go, get something to eat and rest for a bit!"

Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng gritted his teeth and led the five people behind him into an inn to eat.

They ordered a table full of food, listening to the surroundings as they ate.

"Have you heard? A mysterious young master in green actually beat up Young Master Han Gang at the Xueyue Medicine Pavilion. He's really bold."

"I don't know what kind of power is behind that youth. Also, Elder Han, who was presiding there, also faced the storm. He's a nine-star Dou Huang, yet he couldn't suppress the youth in green."

"In the end, even the Madam of the Han Family was almost killed..."

In the inn's dining area, all sorts of discussions and rumors reached Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng's ears.

"Youth in green?"

"It should be Yun Tian, that bastard?"

Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng said softly, a smile appearing on his gloomy face.

"Senior Brother Lin, Yun Tian has been to Tianbei City. We finally have some news!"

The youth beside him said excitedly. The youths who were feasting all turned their gazes toward Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng.

"It should be Yun Tian. No rush. Now that we have news of him in Tianbei City, he won't be able to run far."

"After finishing the meal, split into two groups of three and ask around to see if anyone saw a youth in green and where he went."

Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng pondered for a moment before issuing orders.

"Yes, Senior Brother Lin!" the five replied.

"Yun Tian, I finally have news of you. I will definitely cut you into a thousand pieces."

Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng said coldly.

Inside the cave.

Hun Tiandi took a second petal of the Spirit-Washing Flower, striving to maximize the medicinal effect. The scarlet soul power in his sea of consciousness grew stronger and more vigorous.

The third petal... the fifth petal...

The third day... the fifth day...

In the sea of consciousness, the God Refining Art operated continuously. After refining the medicinal power, it was poured into the scarlet sword shape. He could vaguely sense his soul power recovering.

When the last petal of the Spirit-Washing Flower was refined, the scarlet sword-shaped soul was completely restored and stabilized.

Back when he was in the desert, he had practiced the Soul Weapon Art to condense the scarlet sword-shaped soul, but the time had been too rushed.

This time, with the help of the Spirit-Washing Flower's medicinal power, he not only healed his soul injury but also finally succeeded in cultivating the first stage of the Soul Weapon Art.

The soul's form had completely transformed into a sword form with immense killing power.

Feeling the scarlet sword-shaped soul in his sea of consciousness, he sighed inwardly, "A blessing in disguise. I've finally reached the initial level of the Soul Weapon Art..."

Indeed, for the Soul Weapon Art that Hun Tiandi practiced, this was only the beginning.

Although he had a Mortal Realm Middle Stage soul, his original soul power was only light red.

Only by killing and devouring countless souls to condense the soul power into deep red would the first stage of the Soul Weapon Art be considered at the Great Circle.

Suddenly.

A majestic soul power violently rippled outward. The energy that appeared abruptly spread toward the outside of the cave.

The matchless sense of oppression terrified the magical beasts in the mountain range, causing them to crawl on the ground.

"What a powerful soul!"

Outside the mountain range, two figures exclaimed simultaneously. Then, the two of them looked at each other, both seeing the solemnity in the other's eyes.

If Hun Tiandi were here, he would find that these two youths were precisely disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion.

After inquiring in Tianbei City, under the offensive of gold coins, the guards at the city gate finally revealed the direction in which Hun Tiandi had left.

Therefore, the two did not report to Senior Brother Lin Yunfeng, but simply followed the guided direction.

They had wandered in the mountain range for two days without finding any trace of Hun Tiandi.

Today, a matchless soul power erupted in the mountain range, incredibly powerful, leaving both of them shocked.

The scarlet sword-shaped soul was invisible and shadowless to others.

But to its master, Hun Tiandi, he could see the scarlet Swords of the Soul.

Phew!

Inside the cave, Hun Tiandi opened his eyes and withdrew his soul power. He let out a soft breath, looking energetic and radiant.

There was no longer the slightest trace of his previous mental exhaustion.

"Finally recovered!" Hun Tiandi sighed with heartfelt emotion.