226: Chapter 226 Danger Approaching

Xue Wuya practically crawled and stumbled back to the Blood Blade Sect headquarters, coughing up blood the entire way.

His left arm hung limply, and the palm print on his chest still throbbed with pain.

The combined self-detonation of the four Elders had been too powerful; he had barely managed to avoid the core impact with his life on the line, yet he was still sent flying dozens of zhang. If not for his Protective Aura, he would likely be a dead man by now.

"Little bastard… Ye Tian…"

Xue Wuya limped through the main gates of the headquarters. The guarding Disciple saw his wretched state and knelt in fear: "Sect Leader! Are… are you alright?"

"Get lost!"

Xue Wuya kicked the Disciple over, stumbled into the meeting hall, and collapsed onto the grand chair, his chest heaving violently.

He gripped the armrests so hard they creaked.

He felt stifled with frustration.

As the dignified Sect Leader of the Blood Blade Sect, a person of some standing in Liuli City, he had been beaten to a pulp by a mere youngster!

That brat looked to be in his early twenties, yet his cultivation was actually at the fifth layer of the True Martial Realm?

He had even sent him flying with a single punch, leaving him no chance to fight back!

The four Elders had self-detonated to save him, and now, he reckoned there weren't even remains left of them…

"Revenge… I must have revenge!"

Xue Wuya slammed his hand onto the table, causing the tea in his cup to spill all over him.

His eyes were bloodshot. To this day, he hadn't even found his son's corpse!

He couldn't swallow this grudge!

But how could he get revenge?

He was at the first layer of the True Martial Realm. Even if he used the Burning Blood Secret Technique to reach the third layer, he still wouldn't be a match for Ye Tian.

Moreover, he could tell that Ye Tian hadn't even used his full strength. If they were to fight again, there wouldn't be anyone else to sacrifice themselves to buy him a chance!

At the thought of this, he smashed things in a rage.

Just as he was pacing around the meeting hall in agitation, a voice suddenly sounded in his ear.

The voice was crisp yet carried a seductive sweetness that made one's bones itch.

Xue Wuya abruptly stopped and scanned his surroundings vigilantly: "Who? Who is speaking?"

The meeting hall was empty; apart from his own heavy breathing, there was no sound.

He thought he was hallucinating from his intense rage and had just let out a sigh of relief when the voice sounded again, this time closer, as if breathing right into his ear: "Sect Leader Xue, how boring it is to worry all by yourself…"

"Whoosh!"

Xue Wuya's hair stood on end. Without thinking, he backhanded a palm strike behind him!

He had put seventy percent of his strength into this strike, his true essence wrapped in blood-colored Protective Aura!

"Slap!"

The palm wind collided with something soft, and the force was instantly dissipated by more than half.

Xue Wuya felt his palm go numb. He focused his eyes and saw a woman standing behind him, less than three feet away.

This woman… was too beautiful.

She wore a water-red gauze dress embroidered with blood-colored mandalas at the hem, which fluttered like a fairy's as she moved.

Her skin was white as snow and delicate enough to break with a touch. A pair of peach-blossom eyes were slightly upturned, and as her gaze shifted, it carried a hint of seduction.

Her long black hair was loosely pinned up with a blood-jade hairpin, with a few strands hanging by her cheeks, making her face look even more exquisite.

Most striking was the emerald-green jade flute in her hand, with green light flowing through its body.

"You… who are you?"

Xue Wuya retreated in fear, his aura leaking out uncontrollably.

This woman's appearance was too bizarre; she had arrived without a sound, and even he, a Cultivator of the True Martial Realm, hadn't sensed a shred of her aura!

The woman giggled: "Why so nervous, Sect Leader Xue? This little girl is Yun Zhiying. I was just passing by and saw you looking so miserable, so I thought I'd lend a hand."

"Yun Zhiying?"

Xue Wuya frowned; he had never heard this name.

He considered himself quite familiar with this region of the Northern Territory and knew all the major Sects and powers, but he had never heard of a woman named Yun Zhiying, let alone one who looked so… seductive.

"Who exactly are you? What are you doing in my Blood Blade Sect?"

Xue Wuya forced himself to remain calm, though his palms were covered in sweat.

This woman's appearance was too suspicious; he dared not let his guard down.

Yun Zhiying didn't answer. Instead, she tilted her head and looked at him with a smile: "Sect Leader Xue, were you beaten by a kid named Ye Tian outside the city just now?"

Xue Wuya's pupils shrank violently!

No one knew about his conflict with Ye Tian except his own Disciples!

How could this woman know!

"How do you know about this Sect Leader's affairs?"

Xue Wuya barked, "Speak! Are you an accomplice of that brat!"

"An accomplice?"

Yun Zhiying covered her mouth and giggled, "Sect Leader Xue, you really know how to joke. If this little girl were that brat's accomplice, would I still be standing here talking to you?"

She paused, her eyes suddenly turning profound, "Besides… this little girl is also quite interested in that brat."

Xue Wuya's heart sank.

This woman's words had hidden meaning. He didn't understand it, but his intuition told him this woman was not simple.

"What do you want?" Xue Wuya asked in a deep voice.

"I don't want anything."

Yun Zhiying shook the jade flute in her hand, "I just think Sect Leader Xue is quite pitiful. The dignified Sect Leader of the Blood Blade Sect, beaten by a junior until you had to run for your life—how shameful if that got out."

She took a step closer, and the fragrance on her became even stronger, "This little girl, however, has a way to help you get your revenge."

"Revenge?"

Xue Wuya's eyes lit up, but he immediately became vigilant again, "You can help me get revenge? What method do you have?"

"As for the method…"

Yun Zhiying stretched out a slender finger and gently tapped her lips, keeping him in suspense, "Does Sect Leader Xue truly want to kill that brat Ye Tian?"

"I do!"

Xue Wuya gritted his teeth, "I dream of it! As long as I can kill him, this Sect Leader is willing to pay any price!"

"Oh?"

Yun Zhiying raised an eyebrow, "Any price?"

"Yes!" Xue Wuya nodded, "Even if it exhausts all the wealth of the Blood Blade Sect, this Sect Leader will not hesitate!"

Yun Zhiying smiled: "That makes it easy. This little girl can help you, but… you must first promise me one thing."

"What thing?"

"After you kill Ye Tian, give his storage ring, and that little trinket on him that can hide one's figure, to this little girl."

Yun Zhiying shook the jade flute in her hand, "I quite like that little void boat."

Xue Wuya's heart stirred.

little void boat?

Wasn't that the treasure Ye Tian had bought at the auction for 1.7 million Low-Grade Spirit Stones?

It could hide one's figure and was terrifyingly fast.

If he could obtain that thing…

However, he cared more about revenge.

"Fine! This Sect Leader promises you!"

Xue Wuya gritted his teeth, "As long as you help me kill Ye Tian, the storage ring and the little void boat are yours!"

"It's a deal."

Yun Zhiying nodded with satisfaction, fished a small blue porcelain bottle from her bosom, and handed it to Xue Wuya, "Drink this."

Xue Wuya took the bottle, pulled out the stopper, and sniffed it. A foul odor rushed to his nose, and there was a trace of strange, sweet fragrance inside the Medicinal Pill.

He hesitated for a moment: "This… won't be a problem, will it?"

"A problem?"

Yun Zhiying giggled, "Sect Leader Xue, you are at a dead end now. Without this, what will you use to fight Ye Tian? Do you want to be sent flying by his punch again?"

This sentence struck Xue Wuya's sore spot.

He remembered Ye Tian's calm yet oppressive eyes and the wretched state of being sent flying by a single punch, and felt a sharp pain in his heart.

"Fine, I'll drink it!"

Xue Wuya gritted his teeth and tilted his head back, pouring it into his mouth.

A stream of burning hot Qi instantly slid from his throat into his stomach, then burned through his entire body like a wildfire!

Xue Wuya felt all the blood in his body boiling, as if countless needles were pricking his Meridians, the pain making the veins on his forehead bulge.

"Ah…!"

He couldn't help but let out a miserable scream, feeling as if his bones were being forcibly ripped out and his muscles were uncontrollably expanding!

"Don't resist; let the medicinal power flow along your Meridians."

Yun Zhiying's voice rang in his ear, carrying a hint of seduction, "This medicine can stimulate your potential. Although it only has an effect for six hours, it is enough for you to kill someone."

How could Xue Wuya care about resisting?

He just wanted to suppress this stream of burning hot Qi, but the power was too overbearing to be suppressed!

At the same time, his aura began to climb uncontrollably.

True Martial Realm second layer… third layer… fifth layer…

"Awoo…!"

An inhuman roar erupted from Xue Wuya's throat!

His eyes were blood-red, twisted blood-colored patterns appeared on his skin, and his whole body exuded a thick, bloody stench!

"Still not enough…"

Yun Zhiying looked at him, shook her head, raised the jade flute in her hand, and began to play it gently.

Xue Wuya was already being tortured to death by the Medicinal Pill. Hearing this flute sound, he felt as if needles were stabbing his brain, and the pain made him roll on the ground clutching his head!

"Ahhh!"

He screamed heart-wrenchingly. Blood began to flow from his seven orifices; blood seeped from his nostrils, the corners of his eyes, and the corners of his mouth, making him look incredibly miserable.

But strangely, as the flute sound continued, the burning hot Qi in his body stopped rampaging and instead flowed along his Meridians into his Qi Sea!

His aura soared once again.

True Martial Realm seventh layer… eighth layer… ninth layer…

"Pfft!"

Xue Wuya violently spat out a large mouthful of black blood. His body trembled violently, and the blood-colored patterns under his skin grew brighter and brighter, almost bursting out.

The flute sound became increasingly urgent and shrill!

Xue Wuya's screams also grew louder, finally turning into a beast-like roar!

His eyes turned completely black—no whites, just a bottomless expanse of ink!

"Boom!"

A terrifying aura erupted from within Xue Wuya!

Yun Zhiying stood in place, the jade flute still at her lips.

I don't know how long passed, but the flute sound finally stopped.

Xue Wuya's roaring also stopped.

He slowly stood up, his whole body wrapped in thick blood Qi, as if he had been fished out of a pool of blood.

His skin presented a strange dark red, his muscles were knotted, and those jet-black eyes swept coldly around, carrying a world-destroying killing intent.

He looked down at his hands and felt the surging true essence in his body—True Martial Realm tenth layer!

He had improved by a full nine levels of Realm!

"Hahahaha!"

Xue Wuya suddenly looked up and laughed wildly, his laughter hoarse and crazy, "Ye Tian! Little beast! This Sect Leader will go and skin you, pull out your tendons, and make you accompany my son in death!"

Yun Zhiying lowered the jade flute, wiped the corner of her mouth, and looked at the crazed Xue Wuya, giggling, "Sect Leader Xue, six hours, oh. It won't wait after that. Don't let this little girl down."

"Rest assured!"

Xue Wuya gave a ferocious laugh, turned into a blood shadow, and rushed out of the Blood Blade Sect headquarters, "This Sect Leader is going to take that brat's dog life right now!"

Yun Zhiying watched his departing back, the smile at the corner of her mouth gradually turning into a trace of coldness.

She fished a handkerchief from her bosom, wiped the jade flute, and whispered to herself: "Ye Tian, I hope you won't disappoint me."

…

At this time, Ye Tian was on the road to Cangya County with Hou Xiaojie and the Mini Dragon Ape.

Suddenly, he felt a palpitation; it was a feeling of extreme danger.

He turned around and glanced in the direction of Liuli City behind him: "Could it be that I am overthinking it?"

Hou Xiaojie hurriedly asked: "Senior Brother, what's wrong?"

Ye Tian withdrew his gaze: "Nothing, let's hurry on our way."