Chu Luo looked at his ten thousand Apprentice-Protection Points and decisively opened the system shop.
His most pressing task was to replenish his remaining lifespan of just two and a half years.
After all, he was now loaded with forbidden ultimate moves.
And using those forbidden ultimate moves consumed his lifespan.
If he did not replenish it before stepping onto the stage and unleashing his Forbidden Secret Arts...
Han Wujie would not even need to lift a finger. Chu Luo would drop dead all on his own.
Soon, Chu Luo found spiritual herbs and pills in the system shop that could replenish his lifespan.
In the Great Thousand World, cultivation methods, martial techniques, natural spiritual herbs, and spiritual artifacts were all divided into the following grades:
Mortal, mystic, spirit, earth, heaven, saint, emperor, and forbidden!
Their Forbidden Sect possessed one thousand forbidden-grade secret arts.
That was why it stood at the head of the greatest powers across the Three Thousand Great Worlds!
With my current strength, I can only withstand the medicinal potency of spirit-grade items at most!
The thought crossed Chu Luo's mind.
He immediately searched through the spirit-grade pills and spiritual herbs that could restore lifespan.
Soon, Chu Luo's gaze settled on a pill called the Lifespan Pill.
This pill could restore three hundred years of lifespan.
However, a martial artist could only take it once in their lifetime. Any subsequent doses would have no effect.
Moreover, the Lifespan Pill cost only three hundred Apprentice-Protection Points.
Chu Luo bought it without hesitation!
Chu Luo secretly retrieved the Lifespan Pill from the system space and held it in his hand.
Boom...
On the arena platform, another disciple had failed his challenge and been sent flying. Just as he was about to fly off the platform...
Whoosh!
Everyone saw a figure rush onto the platform and catch the disciple!
Everyone froze when they saw who had rushed onto the platform!
"It's you... you menace..."
The disciple he had caught had never imagined this.
The person before him was actually Chu Luo, whom they had wanted to drive away earlier.
Chu Luo grinned, helped the disciple stand, and said:
"Junior brother, are you all right?"
"Menace... pfft, I mean, Senior Brother Chu, I'm fine!"
"Thank you!"
"I offended you earlier. Please forgive me, Senior Brother Chu!"
The disciple cupped his fists toward Chu Luo, thanked him, and then left the platform.
At that moment, Chu Luo drew the attention of everyone present.
"Hiss... what's that menace doing up there? Is he going to challenge Han Wujie? Isn't that courting death?!"
"Exactly! Get down here, menace! Don't try to act tough. If he slips up, you could lose your life!"
"That's right. We may hate you, but not enough to stand by and watch you throw your life away. Come down! Don't invite humiliation. Once our other senior brothers who are direct disciples come out of seclusion, we'll win back our honor!"
The disciples below the platform all urged Chu Luo to reconsider out of genuine concern.
As fellow disciples of the same sect, they naturally did not want to see an outsider humiliate Chu Luo.
After all, whatever else he might be, Chu Luo was still a direct disciple!
No matter how incompetent the Forbidden Sect's direct disciples might be, outsiders had no right to bully them!
"Brat, get the hell down here!"
"You should be secretly celebrating that you weren't expelled this time. And now you dare go up there looking for a beating?"
At that moment, Zhao Sheng, who had been targeting Chu Luo and trying to drive him out of the sect earlier, also spoke in a low voice.
Chu Luo paused, then turned around with a confident grin.
Chu Luo knew perfectly well that Zhao Sheng disliked him and wanted to drive a menace like him out of the sect.
But he also knew that Zhao Sheng was actually kind at heart.
If he had not frequently paid visits to Zhao Sheng's Medicine Field before...
Zhao Sheng would not have targeted him like this.
Besides, if Zhao Sheng had truly been a sinister, vicious man...
That punch from his master, Yin Ya, earlier would not have merely left him with a black eye...
"Heh..."
"Old Ghost Zhao, so you know how to worry about this emperor's dear disciple too?"
"You haven't been possessed, have you?"
Yin Ya let out a strange chuckle and teased him.
"Get lost... he's not my disciple. Like hell I'd worry about him!"
"I'm worried he'll disgrace our sect!"
Zhao Sheng curled his lip. The swollen ache around his eye made him want to return Yin Ya's punch.
But he could no longer do that...
Yin Ya grinned, stood up, and addressed Han Wujie on the platform:
"Brat, since this emperor's dear disciple wants to challenge you, wait a moment. I'll be right back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yin Ya vanished.
At that moment, Han Wujie stared at Chu Luo in astonishment.
He found it utterly unbelievable.
The young man before him was actually Great Emperor Yin Ya's disciple!
In other words, he was also a direct disciple of the Forbidden Sect!
But why was his cultivation only at the Beginningless First Realm?
"This brat... is actually Yin Ya's disciple..."
"Heh..."
Flame Lord Ancient Sage, who stood below the platform, was equally astonished.
An unusual gleam flashed through his eyes as he committed Chu Luo to memory...
"You're Shadow Crow Ancient Sage's direct disciple?"
Han Wujie frowned and studied Chu Luo carefully.
Chu Luo spread his hands and shrugged.
"Of course!"
"What? Don't I look like a direct disciple?"
Han Wujie smiled disdainfully, folded his arms, and snorted.
"I know most of the Forbidden Sect's direct disciples."
"Every one of them has a higher cultivation than you, and each has a place on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking!"
"How come I've never heard of you?!"
"You're no match for me. Get the hell down!"
"Otherwise, if I hurt you, Shadow Crow Ancient Sage will come after me..."
The Forbidden Sect's Shadow Crow Ancient Sage was infamous throughout the Three Thousand Great Worlds for shielding his own.
And he had absolutely no principles about it. He would even attack juniors...
Han Wujie had no desire to draw the attention of that old madman Yin Ya.
Chu Luo grinned and loosened up his muscles and joints, secretly holding the Lifespan Pill in his hand.
"Relax!"
"I guarantee that even if you hurt me, my master won't come after you!"
"Besides... starting today, you'll remember my name!"
"And after today, I'm afraid you'll lose your place on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking!"
Chu Luo's words made the core disciples below cover their faces.
This menace had not even considered the gulf between their cultivation levels.
Yet he dared to spout such outrageous boasts!
They could only hope he would not get beaten too badly...
"Hmph!"
"Fine! Then today, I'll see just what you're capable of, direct disciple!"
"Make your move!"
"I'll only use one hand!"
Enraged by Chu Luo's words, Han Wujie extended one hand toward him, his expression dark.
The corners of Chu Luo's mouth lifted. Just as he was about to pop the pill and restore his lifespan...
An invisible ripple spread across the platform between them.
Immediately afterward, Yin Ya, who had left earlier, appeared on the platform.
Startled, Han Wujie could not help taking a step back.
"Master?!"
Chu Luo paused, wondering why his master had come up.
Chu Luo also noticed something.
His master held an emerald-green spiritual herb that radiated a soft glow.
Powerful medicinal energy emanated from the herb.
"That's... a saint-grade herb!!"
Below the platform, Flame Lord Ancient Sage noticed the spiritual herb in Yin Ya's hand and immediately cried out in surprise.
Indeed, the spiritual herb Elder Yin Ya held was a saint-grade herb.
"Life-Giving Grass!!"
"Could it be..."
Elder Zhao Sheng fixed his gaze on the saint-grade herb in Yin Ya's hand.
He seemed to recognize the familiar-looking herb.
He immediately spun around and hurried away, heading straight for his own mountain peak...
"That damn old ghost Yin Ya..."
A moment later, everyone present heard something from the distant mountain peak.
A heart-rending roar of fury rang out...
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