The Seed of Jealousy!

Three days later, in Fei Luo's small courtyard.

Swish!

Fei Luo held the Flowing Cloud Sword, flicking his wrist to unleash a flurry of sword blossoms. Dozens of sword shadows appeared in the void, as if real yet illusory, radiating an imposing pressure.

To an outsider, it would appear that Fei Luo was not using any mana enhancement, but merely executing a standard sword strike.

Yet, this strike was so fast that the naked eye could barely track it; it was as if ten sword beams had merged into one, or as if ten strikes had been performed in the time it took to execute a single one.

"Ding! After one day of diligent practice, the second form of your Void-Breaking Sword Art has been mastered."

"Ding! Under the Ten Thousandfold Amplification of your Grade 9 Human-tier Spiritual Root, the cultivation progress of the Nine Heavens Thunder Invocation Art has reached 100%!"

Hearing the two system notifications, Fei Luo stood with his sword, a smile playing on his lips.

"Not bad. I didn't expect that between my own hard work and the system's automatic cultivation, I would master it so easily. Plus, the Nine Heavens Thunder Invocation Art is complete thanks to the Ten Thousandfold Amplification."

Muttering to himself, Fei Luo's eyes were bright and clear as water as he pondered a few things.

Three days ago, he had gained a windfall from slaying Dong Xiaoyu, allowing him to step into the False Core Realm and become a Golden Core Realm cultivator.

For these past three days, Fei Luo hadn't even stepped out of his door.

Uncle Nine seemed to still be refining the power of his medicinal pills, and no one had come looking for him either.

For three days and nights, Fei Luo had neither eaten nor slept, practicing the Void-Breaking Sword Art like a madman. Finally, through the combined efforts of the host and the system, he had mastered the second form—the limit of what could be achieved in the False Core Realm.

The first form of the Void-Breaking Sword Art is called Wind Chaser, and the second is Moon Embracer.

It sounds poetic, but this sword technique is not easy to master.

Its requirement is to rely solely on the physical body without using any mana, thrusting ten times the moment the sword is drawn.

In other words, one must strike ten times in an instant to complete the first two forms, and only after mastering the third form, Flying Flower, can one truly be considered to have entered the threshold.

And this third form is the Hundred-Sword Realm.

Once the moves are mastered, the flow of mana can be applied to the techniques, allowing for thousands of variations.

If the Void-Breaking Sword Art were merely this, it wouldn't have made Fei Luo work so hard.

It was a brief description that had obsessed Fei Luo for these three days: "When this sword technique is refined to its peak, it can command ten thousand swords to return to their origin, pierce the sun like a jade rainbow, illuminate the night sky with sword qi, and shatter the void to break through the barriers of dimensions!"

It was because of this short, powerful description that Fei Luo was ecstatic.

"The Ten-Sword Realm is my limit for now. To break through to the third form, the Hundred-Sword Realm, I'm afraid I'll need to reach the Solid Core Realm to truly find my way in." Fei Luo looked at the Flowing Cloud Sword in his hand, his heart swelling with heroic spirit.

The days of wielding a sword to subdue demons and eliminate evil were not far off.

One day, he would become an invincible existence who could level the four seas with a single draw of his blade and hold off ten thousand men with a leveled spear.

Ren Tingting that girl has knocked on my door several times, and I ignored her. She must be anxious, right? Putting away the Flowing Cloud Sword, Fei Luo looked at the tightly shut gate and thought to himself.

Forget it, I should go see the little girl. The mastermind behind the harm to her and her father hasn't been dealt with yet. I wonder if I'll get a reward for solving that?

Having made up his mind, Fei Luo tidied his appearance and walked out of the courtyard.

On the other side, at the Ren Family Villa, Ren Tingting was sitting blankly in the living room.

Over these three days, Ren Tingting had often looked longingly toward the room where Fei Luo had stayed, lost in thought.

For these three days, there had been no news of Fei Luo. After Qiusheng returned, he told her that Fei Luo had gone home, and by the next day, he and Uncle Nine had all returned to the Justice Manor.

She had checked Fei Luo's house, but the gate was locked, and she had no idea where he had gone.

It wasn't just Ren Tingting; even Master Ren would ask her every day if she had seen Fei Luo.

Fei Luo had saved both of them, and they hadn't even thanked him properly. Furthermore, from every angle, Fei Luo met Master Ren's criteria for a son-in-law. The more Master Ren looked at him, the more satisfied he became. If he had such a heroic son-in-law, wouldn't the future of the Ren family business be secured?

Just as Ren Tingting was sitting in the living room, an uninvited guest arrived.

"Cousin, something on your mind?" A-Wei entered the Ren mansion with his hands in his pockets, looking like a hoodlum, his gait loose and arrogant.

"Get lost. Does it have anything to do with you?" Ren Tingting was wearing a qipao today, and the way it hugged her curvaceous figure made it impossible for A-Wei to look away.

"Cousin, two new snack shops opened on the street. How about—"

"Get out, get out, get out! Can't you see I'm annoyed?"

Before A-Wei could finish, Ren Tingting snapped at him with an angry expression.

"Heh." A-Wei gave a cold laugh, his murky eyes scanning Ren Tingting's body greedily before he turned and left.

Always acting fierce with me? Just wait, little girl. In these chaotic times, in a few years when your old man is gone, you'll be mine. Everything the Ren family owns will be mine. Once I inherit the Ren family fortune and get bored of playing with you, I'll deal with you properly...

A-Wei turned, his face so dark it could drip water, as he viciously plotted his scheme.

Before long, A-Wei raised an eyebrow as he saw a familiar figure heading toward the Ren Mansion.

"Is that the brat?" A-Wei adjusted his glasses and looked closely, spotting Fei Luo walking in and Ren Tingting rushing out to greet him with a joyful expression.

"You dog! I treat you so well, yet you cling to that pretty boy. Aside from his looks and his ability to spout nonsense about Yin-Yang and Bagua, what's so good about him?"

A-Wei watched Ren Tingting's smiling face, his eyes filled with jealousy.

In terms of background, he was better than Fei Luo, and he was even related to Ren Tingting—a marriage would be a union of kin. Meanwhile, Fei Luo was nothing but a low-life from the back alleys.

In terms of strength, he was the head of the Police Station, responsible for the safety of an entire town's populace, with dozens of subordinates under his command. How could he possibly lose to a pretty boy?

Aside from being slightly better-looking than him and knowing how to spout some mystical nonsense, in what way was he superior?

The jealousy in A-Wei's heart burned like an uncontrollable flame, and the next moment, his eyes widened.

Ren Tingting, acting like a bashful young wife, had actually taken the initiative to hook her arm into Fei Luo's and was walking toward the Ren Family Villa.

"Good! Very good! Kid, since you want to fight me for a woman, don't blame me for being ruthless." A-Wei's mouth twitched, his face twisted; the jealousy in his heart had been ignited to the breaking point.

"Just you wait."

A-Wei quickened his pace, heading toward his Police Station.

On the other side, "Miss Ren, please don't do this; we are just good friends."

Seeing Ren Tingting hook her arm directly into his, especially feeling the soft, firm pressure of her chest against his arm, Fei Luo blushed slightly.

"Fei Luo, you are my savior. I'm a young lady and I'm not shy, so why are you?"

Just then, a flurry of heavy footsteps sounded outside the Ren Mansion.

"Hmm?" Hearing the noise, Fei Luo looked outward, a smile appearing on his face.

Ren Tingting, however, had a drastic change in expression, her eyes filled with anger.