Artifact Control
Seeing the spirit light flickering in the quiet chamber, Yu Ci set down his book and laughed soundlessly.
The speakers were the Tu family brothers. Ever since he had entered the mountain gate, these two had been at odds with him, yet they had never truly done anything excessive. He had found it strange before, wondering why the pair had suddenly vanished. Only after coming in did he learn that they too had gained the chance to enter the Fa Tian Secret Realm and were cultivating bitterly here.
Yu Ci's arrival had stabbed straight into the brothers' nerves. Like two vicious dogs, they bared their fangs at anyone who trespassed upon their territory.
A word must be said about the internal structure of the Fa Tian Secret Realm. Since it was called a "realm," its extent was naturally quite vast. The secret realm was divided into upper and lower levels. Setting aside the lower level, the upper level, where Yu Ci was in seclusion, spanned roughly two li in each direction. He was not alone here—there were ten people in all, each occupying an "acupoint" upon a spirit vein. Yu Ci's current stone chamber was one such place.
In such an environment, where one could scarcely avoid seeing one another, how could the Tu family brothers simply let the matter rest? For the moment, they could not bring themselves to lose face either.
Yu Ci understood their thoughts very well. He shifted his posture and sat cross-legged, still smiling. "What would you two worthy brothers like to compete in this time?"
"The space within the secret realm is inconvenient, and we cannot stretch our limbs properly. Naturally, we shall compete in spirit roaming again."
To speak dozens of words in perfect unison was something only the Tu family