A Wealthy Master
The azure flames Yue Qianchou breathed a sigh of relief. He had been afraid he wouldn't be able to break through He Li's protective Gang Qi, and that single finger strike had condensed almost one-tenth of the fire element within him—the limit his current cultivation could reach. If one day his cultivation were profound enough, he could condense all the fire element within him into a single finger strike; the power would be astonishing.
This is like comparing a burning piece of paper to a burning piece of firewood. Once lit, both might produce flames of similar size. You could probably extinguish the burning paper by grabbing it, but your hand would get burned. Conversely, if you tried to extinguish the burning firewood by grabbing it, your palm would likely be burning so badly it smelled like roasted meat. This shows that the more flammable elements provided, the greater the flame.
This is based on the same principle as the flames released by Yue Qianchou. Suppressed within flames of the same size, the more fire element Yue Qianchou supplies, the higher the temperature. That tiny finger pointed out, infusing one-tenth of the fire element in his body. Coupled with the inherently domineering nature of the Azure Flame, how could He Li withstand it?
The compressed azure flame, combined with the flames released from his body, instantly forced out nearly 30% of his fire element. Although he eventually recovered a significant portion, almost a tenth of his fire element was still consumed. Yue Qianchou. If he hadn't encountered such a formidable opponent, he wouldn't have been so extravagant. If this happened several more times, his fire element would only be enough for ten uses at most.
Silently turning around, Yue Qianchou looked at the legendary immortal figure. He didn't know what the consequences would be. After all, he had killed his disciple and the Star Flame Fire Art that he had comprehended from the stars. If Bi Changchun's technique, which he had comprehended from the Heavenly Dao, was the same as his, the other party would understand at a glance. If they were different, a series of questions would be inevitable, especially since he was using the Azure Fire.
"To think that someone with the cultivation of the Core Formation stage could kill someone in the Tribulation Transcendence stage, he is indeed quite capable. No wonder he dared to trespass on my Shuntian Island." Bi Changchun nodded as he stood under the eaves, showing no apparent impact from He Li's death.
Yue Qianchou bowed and said, "Senior is too kind. He Li was careless, and I only succeeded by chance."
"It is said that there is a god of fire control in the immortal realm. In the mortal world, I have only heard of Law Artifact that control fire. I never expected to see such a thing today. Someone can actually use their body as an artifact, hiding fire within their body for control. However, this method of control is rather clumsy, otherwise He Li would have been defeated by you long ago. I wonder which master taught you this Method Formula. To possess such supernatural Divine Ability, your master must not be an unknown figure in the Cultivation World. Could you tell me? I would like to pay him a visit." Bi Changchun said calmly.
"Uh..." Yue Qianchou smiled bitterly, "To be honest, senior, I did have two masters, but unfortunately I did not receive their True Disciple. The techniques I currently use are all self-created, and I just practice them haphazardly to protect myself."
"Self-created?" Bi Changchun's expression was somewhat moved. Anyone who could create their own cultivation Method Formula was undoubtedly a peerless talent of their time, and their achievements surpassed those of ordinary people. Even he himself was no exception. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Since you have a master, why didn't you receive the True Disciple? Why don't you tell me about it?"
It seems this old fellow's understanding of the Dao is different from mine! Yue Qianchou secretly pondered, and then recounted his experience of becoming a disciple of the Qingguang Sect and Fu Xian Island, only to be abandoned. Of course, he only said what was favorable to him, omitting the unfavorable parts, portraying himself as extremely aggrieved.
"I see!" Bi Changchun nodded without expressing any doubt, and then asked, "Was the Azure Flame you just used from Twilight Valley?"
"Senior, you are wise. He Li trapped me within the Azure Fire Formation, but little did he know that it was like a fish in water for me. I was using the Azure Fire myself," Yue Qianchou replied. He understood that if he wanted to stay in the Demon Ghost Domain, the secret of this fire technique would be exposed sooner or later, so he might as well confess honestly to avoid trouble later.
"He Li trapped you in the Azure Flame, but ultimately died under your Azure Flame. It can be said that the cycle of Heavenly Dao is cyclical and retribution is inevitable." Bi Changchun looked at Yue Qianchou calmly and said, "I said before that only one of you and He Li could live and stay on Shuntian Island. Since you survived and have no master or teacher, then stay! The 'Deficient Flame Mysterious Fruit' that He Li managing will be handed over to you from today onwards. Manage it carefully and do not make any mistakes, or I will not spare you."
After he finished speaking, he turned back into the house, sat down cross-legged, and added, "Repair the damaged ground outside." Then he closed his eyes.
After saying all that, he didn't care whether Yue Qianchou agreed or not.
Is that all? Yue Qianchou was stunned for a moment, then looked at the cratered ground everywhere, all caused by his use of the "Armor Piercing Talisman". He didn't dare to ask any more questions. First, he collected the flying swords that He Li had twisted into pretzel shapes. Although they were ruined, the materials were still there, and they could still be used after being reforged.
Leveling the ground again wasn't difficult; he simply dug some soil outside, filled it in, tamped it down, and then swept the ground smooth. He then wandered over to the 'Deficient Flame Mysterious Fruit' planting area that He Li had previously managed. The sight of fiery red tender leaves swaying in the wind made Yue Qianchou's teeth ache. This area, combined with his original plot, would keep him busy for a while.
But that's not all. The key issue is that each of these plants needs high-grade Spirit Stones to nourish it every day. Yue Qianchou rubbed his chin, a little unhappy. The old man hadn't given him any benefits, nor had he hinted that he would pass on the position of "Punishment Envoy" to him in the future. Did he expect him to pay for Spirit Stone to grow vegetables for him? Over time, that wouldn't be a small amount! Sigh! The old man doesn't know how to treat people! Not even a word of encouragement. Fine, you're ruthless! I admit defeat!
He had just started grumbling in his heart when he heard Bi Changchun's voice transmission. "I have sent a message to the entire Demon Ghost Domain. From today onwards, you are my disciple. You can walk freely in the Demon Ghost Domain. No one will make things difficult for you. You can ask any Demon King or Ghost King in the Demon Ghost Domain for the Spirit Stone needed to plant the 'Deficient Flame Mysterious Fruit'. They will give them to you."
"Ah... umm..." Yue Qianchou nodded repeatedly, his face beaming with undisguised joy. Happiness had come too suddenly! The old man seemed rather dull, but it turned out he liked to surprise people. Look, he'd become the old man's disciple without even realizing it! Wouldn't he be able to roam freely in the Demon Ghost Domain from now on?! Damn! There are so many good things in the Demon Ghost Domain! Excellent, excellent, excellent!
"Disciple understands!" Yue Qianchou bowed to the center of the island, then stood up and counted on his fingers that this was already his third master. However, this master was no ordinary master; even if the first two masters were put together, they couldn't compare. With just one word, he gave him an inexhaustible amount of money!
"Get to work!" Yue Qianchou pulled out a pile of Spirit Stone without a word and busied himself with tasks. He didn't care about paying upfront; someone would reimburse him. His enthusiasm was like the Yellow River overflowing its banks, boundless and inexhaustible...
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