"A single Foundation Establishment Pill? Are you dismissing a beggar? Am I someone who lacks one Foundation Establishment Pill?
Three Foundation Establishment Pills! One less, and I'll spread this matter far and wide!
Sect disciples run wild and throw their weight around, bullying others with their power, destroying an entire lineage at the slightest disagreement!
You insulted my Zhang Family and showed no respect for your elders! Is this the way of your Cloud Mountain Sword Sect?"
After speaking, Zhang Chongxian simply stood there in silence, waiting for Lin Feng's reply.
When it came to reputation, a lineage did not care as much as a sect did.
Sure enough, after hearing Zhang Chongxian's words, Lin Feng was furious yet helpless.
If the Zhang Family truly embellished this matter and spread it around, the Cloud Mountain Sword Sect's reputation would suffer severe damage. When the sect opened its gates to recruit disciples, who would still come?
With that thought—
Lin Feng's gaze toward Jiang Erhe grew increasingly displeased, and even a trace of killing intent rose within him!
Today's humiliation was all because of that idiot's foolish son!
He had made a grand show of going to annul the engagement, wanted to wipe out another's lineage, and even left evidence behind!
He was worse than trash!
If he were not a seasoned Rank 2 High-grade Alchemist, Lin Feng would have killed him outright!
Kneeling in midair, Jiang Erhe naturally sensed the killing intent in Lin Feng's eyes.
He could not die yet. He still needed the Ancestor's protection, or he would not be able to survive today's ordeal on his own.
If he died, who would avenge his son?
He spoke, "Senior Zhang! I will provide the three Foundation Establishment Pills! This matter began because of my son, so as his father, I should naturally make restitution."
As his words fell, two white-blue jade boxes glowing faintly and a Storage Bag floated before Zhang Chongxian.
He continued, "Senior, this junior only has two Foundation Establishment Pills. As for the remaining one, would fifty thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones suffice as compensation?"
As a seasoned Rank 2 High-grade Alchemist, he naturally had the ability to refine Foundation Establishment Pills. It was merely that his success rate was not high.
These two Foundation Establishment Pills had been prepared for his son and Liu Ruyan.
Unfortunately, they were both dead now. What use were these Foundation Establishment Pills?
Seeing Jiang Erhe act so sensibly, much of Lin Feng's anger dissipated.
Looking at the two jade boxes floating before him, Zhang Chongxian gave Jiang Erhe a surprised glance.
So rich? He casually produced two Foundation Establishment Pills!
Putting away the jade boxes and Storage Bag, Zhang Chongxian stepped forward.
Seeing this, Lin Feng reached out to shield Jiang Erhe behind him and cast several light screens as a precaution.
Even within the Cloud Mountain Sword Sect, there were not many Rank 2 High-grade Alchemists. Their status was extraordinary.
Otherwise, he would not have remembered who Jiang Erhe's son was.
Zhang Chongxian smiled. His deep, razor-sharp gaze fell upon Jiang Erhe, making the latter tremble all over. Jiang Erhe did not dare let even the slightest hint of killing intent surface in his heart.
Whether he could escape this calamity depended on this moment.
"Jiang Erhe, is it? This Seat killed your son and did not even leave behind his bones. Do you bear any resentment?
"Oh, right. Before he died, your son even asked you to avenge him."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Erhe's pupils shuddered violently. Killing intent flashed through them, but he quickly concealed it.
It was replaced by endless desolation. He put on a pitiful expression, his voice trembling slightly.
"All of this was my son's own doing. It was also my failure as his father. I... bear no resentment."
After saying those words, his eyes became utterly desolate, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to multiply.
Though it lasted only an instant, Zhang Chongxian, who had endured countless battles and slaughter, still detected that trace of killing intent.
Hmph!
This old bastard is good at enduring. If I let him go now, who knows what losses he may bring upon my Zhang Family!
As Zhang Chongxian's old rival, how could Lin Feng fail to understand that he intended to pull up the weeds and remove the roots? He immediately issued an order to leave.
"Zhang Chongxian, your demands have all been met. Why are you still here? Do you want a taste of my sect's mountain-protecting Formation?"
"Don't be so hot-tempered. I'm leaving now, all right?
"And don't let me sense any Cloud Mountain Sword Sect disciple causing trouble within my Zhang Family's territory! Otherwise, death!"
With that, he vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving behind a grim-faced Lin Feng.
Lin Feng glanced at Jiang Erhe, whose eyes brimmed with killing intent, and warned him, "This Seat knows you want revenge, but Zhang Chongxian has always pulled up the weeds and removed the roots. He will certainly eliminate a hidden danger like you.
"Remember, do not leave the sect. The sect is the only place that can guarantee your safety!"
After speaking, he returned to the Cave Mansion at the Spirit Vein's core. Today, he had lost all face!
He would not leave seclusion until he broke through to the Golden Core Mid Stage!
Elsewhere, Zhang Chongxian had not left. Instead, he concealed himself atop a small mountain outside the Cloud Mountain Sword Sect.
Based on his many years of experience, Jiang Erhe would definitely seek revenge against the Zhang Family—and soon!
The man's lifespan was nearing its end, his potential exhausted, with no possibility of advancing further. He would not endure for long!
If Zhang Chongxian did not kill him, he would not be able to enter seclusion with peace of mind!
He could not kill him inside the Cloud Mountain Sword Sect, but what about outside it?
He would wait here!
Having made up his mind, he used the Breath Concealment Technique to hide all of his aura.
That old fellow Cang Ming was at the Late Golden Core stage. He could not afford to be careless.
Given his temperament, Zhang Chongxian naturally would not have cultivated a Breath Concealment Technique with no killing power whatsoever.
But Zhang Xuanchen had nagged and pestered him relentlessly, and in the end, he had cultivated it after all.
Now, it had finally come in handy.
Not only had he cultivated it, but apart from the Zhang Family's elders whose lifespans were nearing their end, all the other cultivators in the family had cultivated it as well.
Whenever they left the family, they would use the Breath Concealment Technique to hide part of their cultivation.
Time flew like a white colt flashing past a crack, and seven days passed in the blink of an eye.
Over these seven days, Jiang Erhe's mind had been damaged.
Though he was a Rank 2 High-grade Alchemist, even refining First-grade Pills caused his furnace to explode.
The image of his son lying in a pool of blood and begging him for revenge surfaced endlessly in his mind.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his aura was chaotic. This was clearly a sign that he was on the verge of qi deviation.
"Seven days have passed. It's time to seek revenge."
Jiang Erhe slowly rose, walked out of his Cave Mansion, took out a rank 2 top-grade flying boat, and flew toward the Zhang Family.
He did not believe that a Golden Core cultivator would wait for him for so long.
At the same time, inside an unknown cave, a pair of brown-black eyes snapped open.
"Finally, he's come out!"
Upon reaching the Zhang Family's territory, Zhang Chongxian struck in an instant, imprisoning the rank 2 top-grade flying boat.
With a grasp through the air, a giant hand of spiritual power directly plucked Jiang Erhe out.
Terror filled Jiang Erhe's eyes. "Senior, I—"
Before he could finish, Zhang Chongxian threw a punch, blasting Jiang Erhe into fragments and annihilating his soul.
"Hmph! An ant!"
After doing all this, he sneered, put away the Storage Ring and Flying Boat, and strode away.
Elsewhere, upon receiving news of Jiang Erhe's death, Lin Feng erupted with a terrifying aura that instantly sent the disciples kneeling outside his Cave Mansion flying.
Grinding his teeth, he said, "They've gone too far!"
At Fire Maple Mountain, Zhang Xuanchen, who had been in seclusion for seven days, arrived before the spirit fields and used the Cloud Rain Technique to water the Crimson Tooth Rice.
Though he had supposedly been in seclusion for seven days, he had actually cultivated for only a few hours each day.
If he cultivated for too long, the frail meridians of the Qi Refining Stage could not withstand it.
Besides raising his cultivation, over the past seven days, he had refined two to three batches of pills each day and practiced his spells.
At this point, both his success rate and quality in refining Rank 1 High-grade Essence Condensing Pills had improved.
Six pills per batch—three Standard Grade and three Inferior Grade. That was tremendous progress.
His Rank 1 Light Body Technique had reached perfection.
His Sword Qi Technique was only one step away from reaching perfection as well.
Unfortunately, because of his last-minute decision, he had not gone to choose an escape technique.
"Hmm?"
Zhang Xuanchen, who was casting the Cloud Rain Technique, suddenly raised a brow.
His figure flashed, and he arrived outside the Formation.
Seeing Xiao Yan standing atop a rock and craning his neck to peer around, a smile appeared on his face.
It seemed his Spirit Liquid formula was about to be delivered.
"Brother Xiao, why are you here? Huh, you've actually broken through to the third layer of Qi Refining! It seems the problem with your body has been resolved. Congratulations, congratulations."
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