Yin Energy? The Might of Blazing Fire Blade Art at Greater Mastery!

How difficult was it to obtain points?

Lu Xuan understood that deeply. Yet now, ten whole points had appeared out of nowhere.

One had to know that in the past twenty years, he had only obtained around twenty points in total.

That was only because Lu Xuan had the Lu Family behind him, the largest pharmacy in the County Town.

Ever since he began cultivating martial arts, Lu Xuan had used no small amount of the pharmacy's precious ingredients and medicines. Every powerful tonic was extravagantly expensive.

It could be said that Lu Xuan was the greatest expense of the entire Lu Family.

By Lu Xuan's estimate, he alone consumed roughly a quarter of their resources—and that was with him restraining himself.

Otherwise, given the rate at which Lu Xuan consumed powerful tonics, if he truly let loose in his cultivation, even selling the entire Lu Family would not be enough to feed him.

Only because Lu Xuan was the Lu Family's eldest legitimate son and the young proprietor of the pharmacy could he spend the Lu Family's resources so freely.

And now, in less than One Incense Stick's Time, he had gained ten whole System Points.

That was equivalent to nearly half the System Points he had gained over the past twenty years.

Hiss!

Terrifying beyond belief!

Even Lu Xuan, who was always calm and composed, could not help but draw in a sharp breath.

Why was this happening?

With doubt in his eyes, Lu Xuan looked toward the several pools of bloody sludge on the courtyard floor.

Could it be because of them?

The strange?

At the thought of that possibility, an idea surfaced in Lu Xuan's mind. His eyes lit up, as though he had suddenly figured something out.

It was because of the strange!

For Lu Xuan could already sense that the corpses he had destroyed no longer carried the unsettling aura that had troubled him some time ago.

Right, that had to be it!

That aura, which made even him—a Blood Refinement Realm Greater Mastery martial artist—feel deeply uneasy, must have been the reason the system had suddenly awarded him points.

Yin Energy?

For now, Lu Xuan would call these things that came from supernatural strangeness Yin Energy.

Tap, tap, tap.

Standing in the courtyard, Lu Xuan's ears twitched slightly as he heard chaotic footsteps in the distance rapidly approaching.

The next second, Lu Xuan's right hand shot to his waist. With a powerful grip, he drew the broadsword that had hung there all along.

Then he clenched his right hand tightly. The muscles on the back of his hand bulged, veins twisting and rising.

He swung toward several directions in the courtyard. In an instant, several blazing golden flashes burst forth—fiercely burning flames.

Right afterward, intense fires erupted in several parts of the courtyard.

Those fiercely burning spots were precisely where the corpses of the people Lu Xuan had killed lay.

Blazing Fire Blade Art at Greater Mastery!

It could ignite flames in midair, forming Flame Blade qi with terrifyingly high temperatures.

This was simply a power beyond the comprehension of the mortal world.

Of course, cultivating the Blazing Fire Blade Art to Greater Mastery was no easy feat.

For anyone else, they likely would have found it impossible to cultivate the Blazing Fire Blade Art to Greater Mastery even in an entire lifetime.

Yet this was the Blade Technique Lu Xuan had painstakingly cultivated for twenty years. Such tremendous power was the result of his relentless training day and night.

Of course, this was still far from Lu Xuan's limit. System, add points for me!

Just as the several corpses were being burned by the high-temperature flames—

A mass of figures suddenly poured in through the rear courtyard gate. There were around thirty of them, each holding a different weapon as they hurried toward Lu Xuan.

At the front of the crowd stood Lu Jiahe.

Lu Jiahe wore a worried expression, but when he led the others to Lu Xuan's side—

He saw only Lu Xuan standing silently in place, his face expressionless.

Seeing that Lu Xuan was unharmed, Lu Jiahe finally let out the breath he had been holding.

However, Lu Xuan's clothes seemed to be stained with a little dried blood.

Then everyone looked toward the ground, where several objects were covered in scorching flames.

"Xuan-er, you weren't hurt, were you? And these are...?"

"And where are Yun'an and the others?"

Looking at the clusters of flames devouring everything within them, Lu Jiahe seemed to have guessed something.

Then, with hesitation on his face and sorrow in his voice, he spoke.

"I'm fine, Father. Those are Yun'an and the others."

"Ah, that child Yun'an..."

"It's all my fault. If I had known, I never should have taken Yun'an out in the first place. I failed to look after that child."

Upon hearing Lu Xuan's words, Lu Jiahe seemed to have aged more than a decade in an instant. His face was listless, his heart ashen with despair.

Lu Jiahe's heart was filled with self-reproach. He had never expected that a simple trip to purchase medicinal herbs would cost his nephew his life.

In the end, not even a whole corpse remained!

Seeing Lu Jiahe's aged and haggard appearance, Lu Xuan hurriedly said, "Father, no one could have foreseen this. There is no need for you to blame yourself."

"I believe Uncle Qing will not blame you either."

"That's right, Father. Big Brother is right. These past few days, you've been running yourself ragged over Yun'an's affairs, staying up through the night to treat him."

After encountering those supernatural strange things, it was already heaven-blessed luck that Lu Jiahe and the pharmacy clerks who had gone with him had returned safely.

The words of Lu Xuan and Lu Jiahe's other two sons gradually eased the guilt in Lu Jiahe's heart.

Looking at Lu Xuan, who stood a head taller than himself, Lu Jiahe's heart filled with comfort.

He had never imagined that one day, he would be comforted by Lu Xuan.

Ever since fifteen years ago, when his principal wife—Lu Xuan's birth mother—had passed away, Lu Xuan had become quiet and withdrawn.

He spent all day in the courtyard painstakingly practicing his Blade Technique, having no interaction whatsoever with the outside world.

From the moment Lu Xuan was born, Lu Jiahe had intended to pass down all his medical skills to him.

Yet Lu Xuan was interested only in diligently practicing the Blade Technique. It was only after seeing Lu Xuan's exceptional talent that—

Lu Jiahe abandoned the idea of having Lu Xuan inherit his medical skills and instead chose his remaining two sons to inherit the Lu Family's medical arts.

"Young Master, did you do all of this?"

At that moment, a man standing beside Lu Jiahe spoke in a trembling voice.

The man had dark skin, a tall and sturdy build, sparse short whiskers on his chin, and wore plain, practical black cloth garments.

The one asking was Li Mingzhong, the Guard Captain of the Lu Family whom Lu Jiahe had hired back—a Flesh Refining martial artist at Greater Mastery.

Only then did everyone react. Following the direction Li Mingzhong pointed, they looked over.

Distinct footprints covered the ground, deeply sunken into the Blue Stone Slabs.

There were also several large pits in the ground, with huge cracks spreading across their centers like spiderwebs.

The foremost room also had a conspicuous hole in it, as though some ferocious beast had smashed through it by force.

Anyone who was not a fool could imagine just how terrifying the person who had created such a dreadful scene must have been.