580: grace

Thump!

After a strong heartbeat, Hai Huaiyang's heart rate returned to normal.

"However, your strength is still a bit lacking."

Withdrawing his hand, 'Qin Wuyou' shook his head.

"Yes, my strength is not enough."

Hai Huaiyang's expression returned to normal, and he replied calmly. The two of them seemed like old friends, without the slightest awkwardness.

"Heh heh, then I shall bestow upon you a method."

'Qin Wuyou' chuckled softly, and lightly tapped his own chest with a finger.

Thump!

Within his body, from a vibrant red heart, a wisp of grey, hazy Qi emanated, passing through his body and landing on 'Qin Wuyou's' finger.

'Qin Wuyou' caressed the wisp of grey, hazy Qi between his fingers, examining it carefully for a moment.

"This is a good thing; giving it to you is truly a waste."

"However, given that little brat's uniqueness, if my guess is correct, you truly aren't his match, and naturally, you won't be able to verify what I'm thinking."

'Qin Wuyou' thought of the Youth with Heterochromia with whom he had met twice.

With a soft sigh, he touched the wisp of grey, hazy Qi onto Hai Huaiyang's chest.

This grey, hazy Qi flowed along the skin, surging into Hai Huaiyang's body, and merging into the heart that carried a hint of blue.

Thump!

A strong heartbeat resounded within Hai Huaiyang's body.

Accompanying it was a power far exceeding his own, and a hint of bloodlust.

There was also a glimmer of understanding that surged into Hai Huaiyang's mind.

That was, to become stronger through bloodlust.

"Thank you."

Hai Huaiyang thanked 'Qin Wuyou', who had withdrawn his finger, beside him.

"Heh heh, no need to be polite."

'Qin Wuyou's' faint smile grew more pronounced.

"I'm leaving."

"Go."

"Remember to be more elegant."

'Qin Wuyou' nodded, watching the figure that soared into the sky and departed.

"Don't disappoint me."

'Qin Wuyou' retracted his gaze. As for the trump cards and protective Magic Treasures Hai Huaiyang carried, he naturally couldn't detect or block them.

"Heh heh."

'Qin Wuyou' shook his head, chuckled softly, and then walked away.

This vast Grotto-Heaven Realm, in his eyes, had long held no secrets... Boom!

A sea-blue Qi streaked through the red and blue world.

Wherever it passed.

Thunder Flame Yao Beasts were destroyed, and various Spirit Pills, precious materials, and Magic Treasures fell from the sky.

The sea-blue figure, however, paid no attention to these.

At this moment.

The sea-blue Qi in the air paused, and Hai Huaiyang, with a Divine Radiance token hanging from his waist, emerged from the sea-blue Qi.

"Young Master Hai."

Below, a middle-aged figure in his thirties looked at the newcomer, his heart tensing, and he quickly bowed in salute.

He came from a Soul Transformation Family, and in the Eastern Desolate Borderland, he was considered to have some strength, occupying a territory.

But compared to those supreme, top-tier forces with Dao Lords overseeing them, he was nothing.

The middle-aged man knew that in this cruel cultivation world, the most important thing was to know who could be provoked and who could not.

Coincidentally, this young man with the Divine Radiance Hai Clan token hanging from his waist was one of the individuals he and his Family absolutely could not provoke.

"What is your name?"

Hai Huaiyang suppressed a hint of bloodthirsty impulse in his heart and asked the bowing middle-aged Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator.

"Reporting to Young Master, my name is Shangguan Wentian."

The middle-aged Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator named Shangguan Wentian's heart trembled.

He seemed to see a bright Immortal Path beckoning to him.

If he gained the appreciation of this Young Master, who was clearly a direct descendant of the Hai Family, his future prospects would surely be boundless.

"Very good."

Hai Huaiyang's face showed a hint of a smile, which spread, and his lips curved.

Shangguan Wentian looked up and saw a huge shadow open its mouth, swallowing him whole.

"I... you..."

Shangguan Wentian managed to utter two words with difficulty, then permanently lost consciousness.

"Tsk... a wonderful taste."

Hai Huaiyang's expression shifted slightly, and he licked the corner of his mouth.

His Aura rose a bit again.

"Still not elegant enough."

A moment later, Hai Huaiyang looked at the spilled blood with some disdain, beginning to reflect on himself.

"The next one will definitely be more elegant."

Hai Huaiyang's face held a somewhat sickly smile, and his figure flickered, transforming into a sea-blue escape light and disappearing from the spot... "What is your name?"

"Niu Dazhu."

"You..."

"Do you have a wish?"

"I want to become Dao Companions with Princess Huaying."

"Very good."

Crack!

In the air, the sea-blue figure, suppressing the brutality in his heart and searching for an eruption point, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"This time, it should be elegant enough."

Hai Huaiyang's face was somewhat distorted, and his expression grew increasingly sickly... "What is your name?"

... "Do you have any unfinished business?"

... As a series of seemingly similar but slightly different conversations echoed between this red and blue world.

Figures who had rushed into this place to seek Opportunity disappeared one after another.

And the Aura of that sea-blue figure grew stronger and stronger... "What is your name?"

Somewhere in the Thunder Flame Grotto-Heaven Realm.

The sea-blue escape light stopped again.

Revealing a figure with an exaggerated smile on his face.

"Me?"

Opposite the sea-blue figure, a young man in his twenties, with a dark yellow gourd about a foot long flying upside down beside him, showed a slight look of wariness.

"My name is Li Baba."

Zhou Xingnian looked at the Hai Family Disciple in the air ahead, whose expression was clearly abnormal.

Considering the Legacy he cultivated, telling someone his real name rashly was an extremely dangerous thing.

So Zhou Xingnian casually made up a name and replied.

"You, are from the Qingyang Zhou Clan..."

"And belong to the same Clan as the person who occupied my original position..."

"The Zhou Clan, all deserve to die."

Hai Huaiyang's gaze swept over, and he saw the serpent-patterned zhou character token hanging from Zhou Xingnian's waist.

His eyes turned red.

It seemed that the resentment suppressed for decades had found an outlet.

This time, Hai Huaiyang no longer cared about the elegance originating from his heart.

He only wanted to swallow the person in front of him.

"Die!"

Hai Huaiyang roared, and the bloodthirsty killing intent dyed his entire sea-blue Magic Power red.

A giant hand, carrying an immense Aura, pressed towards where Zhou Xingnian was.

"Damn it, he's a madman!"

Zhou Xingnian's face changed drastically.

He cursed inwardly, but he didn't flee immediately.

Instead, he clasped his hands and bowed.

"Please turn around, precious!"

Zhou Xingnian shouted.

Buzz~

The ancient dark yellow gourd hanging beside Zhou Xingnian vibrated and turned around.

Buzz~

A wisp of invisible blade light, about an inch in size, flew out from the mouth of the gourd.

It struck into the mind of the sea-blue figure with red eyes.

Boom!

A stinging pain belonging to the Divine Soul came.

Hai Huaiyang's figure paused.

At this moment, within Hai Huaiyang's mind, an invisible Talisman flashed and disappeared, shattering the wisp of blade light.

Hai Huaiyang's Divine Soul recovered, and he looked forward, but where was Zhou Xingnian's figure?

"Damn it, he ran away..."

Hai Huaiyang's face was grim... "Hoo~"

"Thankfully, I have the Divine-Slaying Flying Dagger passed down by the Old Ancestor, otherwise I might have fallen this time..."

Somewhere in Leiyan Cave Mansion, a figure with a treasure gourd following him emerged.

As he appeared, a Talisman in his hand quietly turned to ashes.

"This person is not right, I need to inform the others quickly."

Zhou Xingnian did not stay, his figure flickered and disappeared.