59: Chapter 59 This money was well spent.

Chun Xiaobai pulled out ten stalks of glowing green Spirit Medicine and, disregarding any pharmacological combinations, stuffed them directly into his mouth.

With a roll of his throat, he swallowed them in one gulp.

Once the Spirit Medicine entered his stomach, he immediately focused his mind, activating the [Tongbao Dharma Eye] to lock onto the green glow within his belly, then silently recited the Martial God Art to refine the breath of the Origin.

"Gurgle, gurgle."

The roaring sound of blood surged from within his body.

Under this roar, his skin began to slowly turn red at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his aura grew more solid by the minute.

This was the divine treasuries within his body being opened one by one.

Until the last trace of medicinal power was completely absorbed.

Crack!

A shackle was broken.

"Whew!"

Chun Xiaobai exhaled a breath of turbid air and stood up immediately; a casual movement actually caused a sharp crack in the air.

"Holy crap!"

Chun Xiaobai shook his fists, the wind from his punches whistling.

"Though it's a waste of money, this genuine sense of power feels amazing!"

He could feel that his pure physical strength had now completely broken through the ten-thousand-pound mark!

Keep in mind, this was pure physical strength, without the slightest bit of spiritual power reinforcement.

Even for a Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivator, their physical strength alone would only be a few thousand pounds.

In other words, his Physical Body had already reached the Foundation Establishment level.

But that wasn't even the main point.

The main point was his terrifying recovery speed.

In the three matches earlier today, he had seemingly won with ease and leisure, but in reality, his "Heaven-Treading Step" hadn't stopped for a single second.

The energy consumption of this "Heaven-Treading Step" could only be described as terrifying; an ordinary fourth-level Qi Refinement practitioner would have their spiritual power sucked dry in fifteen minutes.

But he...

One moment his power was depleted, and the next, the blood and Qi in his body surged, instantly refilling it to the brim!

This was the core advantage of entering the "Middle Stage of Blood Refining"—it was endless; as long as blood flowed, power was replenished at any time.

Furthermore, the skin on his body now had a faint bronze luster.

Clearly, his defense had also taken a massive step forward.

He just needed to verify exactly how much defensive power he had.

He originally wanted to try giving himself a cut with a knife, but after thinking about it, he decided against it.

"This money was well spent!"

Chun Xiaobai nodded with satisfaction, turned to the adjacent clean room, and quickly washed away the black Impurities expelled from his body.

Afterward, he walked out of the Immortal Cave feeling refreshed.

He looked up.

"Eh?"

The sky was completely dark, and the moon had already climbed above the treetops.

Six hours had already passed.

"Why hasn't the Third Leader returned yet?"

Chun Xiaobai frowned; neither of them had communication jade slips on them, so if something really happened, he wouldn't even know.

The more Chun Xiaobai thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he had to go out and look for them.

No matter what, those two were his personally appointed Second-in-Command and Third Leader. He had just finished paying their first salaries and was planning to cultivate them into core members; he couldn't let them be ruined just like that.

He walked to the courtyard gate, pulled it open, and stepped out.

The next second, he was given a huge fright.

At the entrance of the Immortal Cave, a massive crowd of people stood in a dense, dark mass, surrounding his courtyard so tightly that not a drop of water could leak through.

Every person in this group wore an expression of righteous indignation, but their flickering gazes betrayed the greed in their hearts.

Anyone with eyes could see what it meant.

And right under that crooked old tree by his gate, Fang Yuan and Bai Jiner were actually tied up securely and hung from the branches like two rice dumplings.

Bai Jiner's small face was pale, her eyes were red, and her nose kept twitching; she was clearly terrified.

As for Fang Yuan...

The scene was simply beyond description.

His plump body was like a giant pendulum, swinging back and forth in the air, making the old tree groan and creak under his weight, looking as if it were about to be snapped in half by him.

Chun Xiaobai's face instantly went dark.

"Who the hell did this?"

His roar drew everyone's attention.

"How bold! You scum, you evil Cultivator, you've finally decided to come out!"

The leading Disciples saw him and immediately surrounded him with fierce looks.

"Your mother!"

Chun Xiaobai's powerful frame shuddered as the dense blood-qi of the Fifth Level of Blood Refining surged out, directly knocking the surrounding people back several steps.

Following that, the domineering aura he had cultivated during his ten years as the Mountain King of Black Wind Stronghold suddenly erupted. He glared at everyone, his eyes wide with rage.

"Have you all eaten bear hearts and leopard galls? You dare to run wild on This Great King's territory?!"

Chun Xiaobai raised an eyebrow, a bandit-like aura exploding from him that made the surrounding crowd's breathing hitch.

This kind of domineering aura was something these Disciples had only ever felt from the Outer Sect Leader; they instinctively took a step back.

"This... this guy has quite the... quite the arrogant tone."

"He couldn't be the Sect Leader's illegitimate son, could he?"

Chun Xiaobai's gaze swept over, pointing directly at the two people hanging from the tree, his eyes spitting fire.

"Speak! Who the hell did this?!"

"I did it, what of it?"

A handsome male Disciple holding a folding fan stepped out from the crowd, a playful smile on his face.

This person was ranked thirty-fifth on the heavenly pride list, known as the "Jade-Faced Scholar"—Liu Changqing.

"You've really got some nerve!"

Chun Xiaobai's expression darkened, and he rolled up his sleeves, moving forward to give him a beating.

"Senior Brother Chun! Senior Brother Chun, don't be impulsive! They... they haven't done anything to us yet!"

Seeing the situation, Fang Yuan knew things were going south and hurriedly shouted to dissuade him.

Chun Xiaobai showed no intention of stopping his stride.

He quickly scanned the surroundings.

With so many people blocking his door, there wasn't even a shadow of the Law Enforcement Team.

Last time when that Zhao Wuyuan brought over a hundred people to cause trouble, the Law Enforcement Disciples had rushed over to maintain order, but now...

Clearly, there was some scheme at play here.

However, his specialty was dealing with people who liked to play games.

Instead of retreating, Chun Xiaobai took a step forward. His arm, like an iron pincer, suddenly shot out and with incomparable precision, grabbed Liu Changqing's fair neck, lifting him straight off the ground.

The movement was lightning-fast and perfectly executed.

"Ah!"

Seeing this, Bai Jiner screamed in fright, her heart leaping into her throat.

Fang Yuan’s fat trembled even more violently as he yelled desperately, "Great King! Don't! Don't do it, Great King!"

"Sect rules forbid private brawling! You'll have your cultivation crippled and be expelled from the Sect!"

Liu Changqing, his neck squeezed, turned red in the face, yet he showed no sign of panic. Instead of struggling, a successful smirk actually curled at the corner of his mouth, just waiting for him to strike.

It was true that private brawling was not allowed in the Sect, but there was another unspoken rule he hadn't mentioned.

If you really beat someone up, as long as you could afford the compensation, you could beat them however you liked.

It was just that the price of this compensation would be determined by him, the "victim."

Seeing Chun Xiaobai take action, a cold glint appeared in the eyes of the surrounding dozens of people. They all held their breath, spiritual power beginning to surge within them, ready to swarm in and "save the person" at any moment.