Chapter 15 My Knife, Underground

  After a busy day of arranging everything, he returned to the small courtyard, where the medicinal bath in the bathroom had not been cleaned up yet.

  One intoxication lightly poured the medicinal bath in the wooden bucket onto the herbs on the empty ground of the small courtyard. These nearby planted herbs, although not very valuable, were all some hard-to-find goods. One intoxication used the medicinal bath to fertilize them, which was also a waste utilization.

  A bronze furnace was moved to the alchemy room, and One Drunk started preparing immediately. The materials for refining the Great Strength Golden Elixir Pill had been ready for a long time, so it wouldn't be too troublesome at this point. One Drunk casually took out a small box-sized music player from his small pouch and listened to some interesting recent events while adding the materials.

  Sound jade, as a universal information disseminator in the cultivation world, has become extremely widespread, to the point where it's almost ubiquitous. Although not every cultivator possesses one, sound jade has largely alleviated the spiritual emptiness of lower-level cultivators. Moreover, high-ranking cultivators often personally deliver lectures and guidance on a weekly basis. Sound jade has also made tremendous contributions to the dissemination of information.

  One intoxication only used a tiny bit of spiritual power to open the Sound Jade, and inside the Sound Jade there was a simple spell array that maintained a low consumption, even a child who had just started practicing could use it easily.

  As soon as I tuned in to the local channel, a cacophony of noise burst forth from the radio.

  "Just 998, just 998, bring home a Qilin baby..."

  "Since using Fuluolou Yanshou Gao, I no longer have a sore waist, I no longer pant for breath...I can climb six floors in one breath..."

  "Wufangzhai Baowei Meishi Wan, bringing you the ultimate enjoyment on the tip of your tongue..."

  "Hao Yuan Nourishing Qi Pill, 300 years of pharmaceutical experience, good medicine comes from good materials!"

  I'm fed up with these annoying ads that are almost deafening, so I blocked their information source. These ads make no sense at all and can only cheat newly arrived rural bosses, like that Qilin baby thing which is clearly a dog-headed bear from the South China Sea, and has no use other than being cooked. And then there's the Yan Shou Gao, which tastes like pear syrup no matter how you eat it.

  "Last time, Li Chengfeng and Li Zhenshen encountered the demonic genius Blood No at the Magic Clan. The battle was intense, with sword lights and shadows clashing, causing the earth to shake and the sun and moon to lose their light. Seeing that he couldn't defeat him after a long attack, Li Zhenshen spat out a mouthful of vital blood, activating the Qinglong Treasure Sword. With one slash, he cut off Blood No's arm, and Blood No was no match for him. He immediately retreated in defeat. However, Li Zhenshen wouldn't let him go, and hastily chased after him. The chase continued for thousands of miles, until Blood No saw the Blood Slaughter Pool in front of him and rejoiced in his heart. He once again ignited his spiritual power, increasing his speed greatly. Just as Blood No was about to escape, Li Zhenshen suddenly became enraged, his hair standing on end. With a single strike of his sleeve, the Qinglong appeared, covering the sky and blocking out the sun. A mighty dragon roar echoed through the nine heavens..."

  Listening again, it was the storyteller talking about Li Chengfeng's rise to fame, the script "The Good Attacker Should Move Above the Nine Heavens", and after one intoxication, he could recite it fluently.

  "A thread of fate connects a thousand miles, hello everyone, this is the Old Moon's Blind Date show. Next, let's invite our No. 1 beauty..."

  "Missing Person Notice:"

  After shielding a large pile of miscellaneous signal sources, the drunken brain is refreshed. The sound Gui function is not comprehensive, and if someone can develop a new automatic information identification model, it will definitely be well received.

  "The Nankai Martial Arts Tournament, held once every three years, will take place at the Nankai Da Xiong Temple in ten days..."

  He wasn't interested in listening to the introduction of the history of Dasheng Temple and other things, it was all just a bunch of clichés. But this news reminded him that the Nanhai Martial Arts Tournament was about to take place, once the list came out he could go investigate the strengths of the top contenders, then he could go make some bets, should be able to make a small profit.

  The Southern Sea Martial Arts Tournament is actually quite uninteresting. If it weren't for the generous prizes that are impossible to refuse, it's unlikely anyone would participate. The reason is that this large-scale martial arts tournament has a high mortality rate. A group of madmen competing to win wouldn't care about their opponents' lives. In the cultivation world, there aren't many martial arts tournaments, even among fellow disciples, sparring is done with caution. If there really were a tournament, it would likely be a matter of life and death. The Southern Sea Martial Arts Tournament has been held session after session, actually due to the backing of several major powers.

  The Great Ming Boundary has eighteen states, and the land of Nanhai is the only unowned land. The land of Nanhai, which occupies half a state, is a piece of fat meat. In the past, the boundary with the Demon Realm and the Monster Realm was constantly at war, and the distance between the land of Nanhai and other lands was too far. Mainly, several ancient sects held this land, but as Yi Zui knew, in recent years, several major powers nearby have cast their eyes on the land of Nanhai, which is full of wealth. Except for Hualian Mountain, which is closest to Nanhai, all the other sects have chosen to surrender to the major powers. After all, in the Great Ming Boundary, it is the major powers that occupy the ruling position.

  The martial arts conference is a game between several major powers, showcasing the development of their respective forces in the competition, and then conducting a new round of interest distribution. Not many people know about the sinister dealings inside, anyway, over the years, Huashan has always been "you don't bother me, I won't bother you", relying on the vast South China Sea to rest and recover, at most just watching the excitement, making some bets, and picking up some crystal stones.

  Just as he was drunk and wandering the four seas, he suddenly felt a familiar aura stumbling towards his small courtyard, and with a slight sense of it, he realized it was his chief disciple Fahua.

  This guy is still so reckless, can't he take things slowly? Not calm at all. He muttered a few words in his heart while drunk, and continued to listen to the miscellaneous news from the sound of the jade pendant, without even a hint of calling out to the treasure.

  Fa Bao rushed in through the door, muttering a silent wish for good luck. The open gate indicated that Master was in the small courtyard. He hastily searched around but didn't dare to shout loudly. Fa Bao still couldn't forget the miserable past when his one careless shout had caused both Yi Zui and Hai to roll up their sleeves at the same time, truly a case of calling out to heaven without response and calling out to earth without echo.

  After searching the entire courtyard, Fa Bao finally found Zui in the alchemy room and let out a sigh of relief. "Master, Master, something bad has happened! The evil star from Chu State has come to our door!"

  "What kind of evil star is this? I can barely remember so many brainless people, let alone when someone comes to provoke us, what's the matter with us? Can't even a few good hands in the mountain gate stop one?" Yizui raised an eyebrow and thought to himself that perhaps the old monks of Huashan were too low-key, making everyone want to come and bully them.

  "It's that Chu Kuang whose cultivation was ruined by Master, he's here to take revenge on Master and brought many guards with him. I'm afraid our strength is too weak to stop him and it might lead to loss of life. The other disciples of the other masters are mostly watching from the sidelines." Fa Bao's heart was anxious, but looking at Yi Zui's calm and unhurried movements made his teeth ache, he jumped up and down, pointing and hoping that Yi Zui would quickly go and put out the fire.

  It was actually that Chu Kuang, really a brainless person. Drunkenly muttering to himself, he thought that Chu Kuang's father held high power and prestige in the state of Chu, with a title of Marquis of ten thousand households, also being a prominent noble family. Chu Kuang had an excellent innate talent for cultivation, from young to old always being regarded as a genius by everyone, wherever he went in the state of Chu was met with flattery and fawning, his bones were proud to the extreme, until his cultivation reached the peak of Condensing Apertures, even more so self-aggrandizing that it couldn't be collected, thinking that commoners should follow behind him like a walking dog, constantly challenging others, those who were challenged either surrendered and followed or died. Local cultivators avoided him like snakes and scorpions because someone had dared to heavily injure one of his scattered cultivators and was later dissected alive.

  However, Chu Kuang, who had been drunk and abandoned his cultivation two years ago, was quiet for a moment, but it made the scattered cultivators feel at ease for two years. As long as they had some brains, they could see that there was someone behind Chu Kuang who intentionally indulged him, no matter what the purpose was, provoking him would not lead to anything good.

  Cutting the grass but not removing the roots, the spring breeze blows and it grows again. With a hint of self-mockery, he muttered to himself that at first, he was worried that killing Chu Kuang directly would drive people crazy and bring trouble. Unexpectedly, leaving this scourge behind was like leaving a tumor. Now it's about to erupt. However, those old monks were really unkind, directly helping him deal with it wouldn't be better, saving him from worrying. As he gained a deeper understanding of the power of Huashan, Yi Zui was no longer afraid of killing Chu Kuang and bringing disaster to the mountain gate.

  "What's he afraid of? If he dares to make a move, there are plenty of people inside the mountain gate who will take care of him. I reckon he won't dare to be presumptuous either. After a while, he'll come running up here to deliver himself to death. Just wait here for now, haha! Having broken through to the Condensed Pulse realm, you must calm your mind and solidify your cultivation. Let's just watch from here. If this time we can avoid exploding the furnace, it will be your first achievement." Ignoring the wailing of his treasure, One Drunken turned around and walked out of the alchemy room. He had already sensed a rapidly approaching aura. He wanted to see what kind of cultivation Chu Kuang had achieved in two years.

  "Get out! I'm drunk!"

  Never heard of the person, first heard of his voice, Chu Kuang's extreme anger in his heart burst out at this moment. Chu Kuang could clearly feel the killing intent surging in his heart. He had been waiting for two years to avenge this grudge! The pressure and treatment he suffered during the period when he lost his cultivation were things he never wanted to recall in his life, and the culprit of all these was now just inches away from him!

  Fa Bao clearly heard Chu Kuang's provocative words, and he felt a chill run down his spine, shivering slightly. Chu Kuang is done for, definitely done for! Master will surely smile and show him the aesthetics of slaughter... Buddha above, my disciple's piety remains unchanged...

  He stumbled out of the alchemy room and stood upright in the empty space of the small courtyard, hearing Chu Kuang yell at him to get out. He narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled, this level of provocation wasn't even enough to stir up a ripple in his heart.

  Chu Kuang felt the surging power within him, filled with confidence, he had already sensed that, a drunkard was just inside the small courtyard, waiting for him without any guard.

  His sword cut through the void in a straight trajectory.

  The big gate of the small courtyard collapsed with a loud crash.

  One drunken brow raised, his face sank a few points, unexpectedly, truly unexpectedly, he was abolished from his cultivation, in just two short years, he actually formed a dan!

  Chu Kuang looked at the solemn face of Yi Zui, and in his heart, he already had three parts joy. Today, he wanted to avenge his past shame, take back his honor, and let Yi Zui die in endless despair like those few relatives who coldly ridiculed him.

  "Pick up your weapons and come to receive death!" Chu Kuang's anger burst forth like a madman, his sword pierced the sky, with an aura that was unutterably overbearing.

  "My knife..."

  "Beware, this person has cultivated the Blood Technique! He's become a demon!" Just as I was about to say that my sword is not worthy of your sight, Muyong Xue hastily sent out a warning from her Sea of Consciousness, where she was tirelessly repairing her Primordial Soul.

  One intoxication in the heart, one shock, as if oneself really overestimated, once coming up may suffer a great loss. In the blood method, what makes the orthodox cultivators most fearful is the treacherous technique of absorbing blood energy. As long as there is physical contact, it is possible to be absorbed and lose a lot of blood energy, resulting in a significant loss of strength, unable to resist and die.

  It seems that this Chu madman is no longer the same as before, and what appears to be a provocative sentence "Pick up your weapon and come to receive death!" is actually a tactic to stir up courage.

  "My knife is underground!"

  One drunken step forward, a crack appeared on the ground and moved forward with unstoppable momentum.

  Landslide!

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