The night penetrated every inch of bamboo shadow in the courtyard.
Su Yu sat cross-legged on the ground, the imperceptible purple-gold luster between his eyebrows slowly disappearing.
In the scroll, the billowing sea of clouds, the green vertical pupils, the vast questions and answers of will, and the cyan stream of light rushing into the sea of consciousness have all settled.
He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a clear light flowing deep in his eyes for a moment.
The technique has been obtained.
"Clear Nether Spirit Refinement Art", Earth Realm top grade.
It does not take the path of heavy suppression like "Purple-Gold Prison-Suppressing Scripture", but tends to clarify the mind and hammer down the sharpness and transparency of Spirit Refinement consciousness.
It is of extremely high quality and extremely valuable.
But what worries Su Yu even more are the vague and fragmented memory fragments that come along with the exercises.
The billowing sea of clouds, the green vertical pupils, and... a vague back figure belonging to a young man, pressing his palm on the scroll, whispering something.
The screen flickered, the sound was intermittent, and only a few words were captured. "Protect...Chengkong...Non-Self bloodline... only teach..."
Su Yu stood up and walked to the window.
The bamboo leaves rustled softly in the night wind, and the lights deep in the villa were sparse and cold.
Zhao Chengkong's father is by no means an ordinary person.
Leaving behind this painting that contains the demon servant and inheritance is already an astonishing feat in itself.
And that Azure Flood Dragon demon servant, with just a trace of will left in the scroll, exudes a coercion that far exceeds that of the Earth Realm.
As for the vague warning of "Non-Self bloodline, only teaches Dharma"...Su Yu's eyes narrowed slightly.
He is not of the Zhao Clan blood, this is a fact.
Azure Flood Dragon may have been aware of this, so he only gave away the skills and did not recognize the master, nor entrust himself as a demon servant.
"He is a very particular senior." Su Yu whispered.
Being able to obtain a high-grade Earth Realm technique is already a huge gain, which is enough to make up for the shortcomings of his Spirit Refinement technique level which is slightly inferior to that of "Purple-Gold Prison-Suppressing Scripture".
As for the demon servant, he has no greed and has his own way to go.
He turned around and his eyes fell on the picture on the wall that had returned to calm and no longer had any supernatural fluctuations.
It's time.
Su Yu pushed the door open and walked out.
The night is like ink, with bamboo shadows whirling.
The courtyard of Zhao Chengkong was completely silent, with only the dim candlelight coming from the window lattice of the main room, casting a sitting figure on the window paper.
Su Yu walked to the courtyard door and knocked on the door.
"Tuk, dunk."
There was a slight sound of chairs moving in the room, and then footsteps approached and the door was opened.
Zhao Chengkong stood inside the door, his face still full of solemnity and thoughtfulness. When he saw it was Su Yu, he was stunned for a moment.
"Brother Su? Have you finished your enlightenment?"
He stepped aside and glanced at the center of Su Yu's eyebrows unconsciously.
There were no abnormal fluctuations there, but Zhao Chengkong always felt that Su Yu's aura was a little more settled and a little more ethereal than before.
"Hmm."
Su Yu walked into the house, the candlelight reflected on his face, the light and darkness were uncertain.
He did not exchange polite greetings and said directly, "Brother Chengkong, I understand a little bit about the painting left by your father."
Zhao Chengkong's body tensed almost imperceptibly for a moment, then he slowly exhaled, walked to the tea table and sat down, stretched out his hand to signal. "Sit down and say."
He poured himself a cup of cold tea, poured another cup for Su Yu, picked it up and took a sip before saying, "What did you find?"
Su Yu sat down opposite him, folding his hands on his knees.
"There is a demon servant in the painting, which was left by your father."
Zhao Chengkong The hand holding the tea trembled suddenly, and a few drops of tea splashed onto the back of his hand.
He didn't realize it and raised his head, with shock and complexity in his eyes that could not be concealed.
"Demon... servant? What is your rank?"
"Just a ray of will left in the scroll, the pressure is unfathomable, far exceeding Earth Realm."
Su Yu said in a calm voice, "I'm afraid its actual strength is at least as strong as Heaven Realm, or even higher."
Zhao Chengkong took a deep breath and tightened his fingers on the rough ceramic cup.
Heaven Realm, that's the master.
In the entire Qing Province, Heaven Realm is the only one who is strong on the surface, Demon Suppression Envoy Wang Du.
And the demon servant left behind by his father is actually at this level?
No wonder, no wonder his father left those words before his death, "The opportunity lies within it" and asked him to "understand it carefully".
What is hidden in this painting is not just any ordinary inheritance, but it is the heritage of the town clan that is enough to subvert the existing structure of the Heavenly Evolution Mountain Manor!
"There is another skill." Su Yu continued, "It's called "Clear Nether Spirit Refinement Art", Earth Realm is a top grade one, and is suitable for your practice."
He raised his hand, and a bit of clear water-like brilliance flowed out from his fingertips, condensed into a complex brand of spiritual consciousness, and gently pushed towards Zhao Chengkong.
"The formulas and key points of practice are all in it."
Zhao Chengkong stared blankly at the brilliance brand floating in front of his eyes, but did not pick it up immediately.
He raised his head and looked at Su Yu. There were so many emotions in his eyes, including gratitude, shock, and a hint of male sourness and guilt.
"Brother Su," his voice was a little hoarse, "This... this is what you got by chance..."
"The painting belongs to your father, and the opportunity should also be yours."
Su Yu interrupted him, with a calm but decisive tone, "I just took a look for you. The techniques and methods of entering the scroll to comprehend are all here."
He pushed the brilliance brand forward again.
"You are the direct descendant of Soul Control Faction. This Clear Nether Spirit Refinement Art is just suitable for your cultivation. It is perfect for you to cultivate it. As for the demon servant..."
Su Yu paused.
"It only recognizes the Zhao Clan bloodline. I tried it, and it only gave me the skills."
Zhao Chengkong silently absorbed the divine brand, and details about "Clear Nether Spirit Refinement Art" poured into his mind.
A pure heart, clear nature, and spiritual consciousness are like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating all pervasive, and being unparalleledly sharp.
It is indeed a superior technique and perfectly complements his current practice system.
He put down the tea cup, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it.
When he opened his eyes again, the turbulent emotions in his eyes had calmed down a lot, leaving only heavy determination and warmth.
"I understand." Zhao Chengkong nodded without any more pretentious excuses.
He picked up the teacup and gestured solemnly to Su Yu, "I Zhao Chengkong have recorded this feeling. Not for myself, but for Chengyu, for Nan'er, and for Soul Control Faction all the people who are forced to a dead end."
Su Yu picked up his cup of cold tea and touched it to him.
"The most important thing right now is the elders' meeting in three days."
At the mention of this, the warmth on Zhao Chengkong's face was quickly replaced by coldness.
"The great elder Zhao Y ehan controls the guard and communication array, and he has more chips than us. He bribed two elders Soul Control, and there are two remaining, one is in seclusion and the other is banned. And my uncle..."
He frowned, "His attitude is ambiguous. I really can't guess what he is thinking."
"No matter what the owner is thinking, Zhao Y ehan's plan will not change."
Su Yu put down the tea cup and scratched the rough wooden table with his fingertips. "He wants to vote at the elders meeting to fully implement Soul Fusion Technique and abolish the Soul Control method. Once passed, Soul Control Faction will exist in name only."
"I would never let that happen."
Zhao Chengkong clenched his fists, and his joints made a slight sound, "Soul Control Faction is Heavenly Evolution Mountain Manor's orthodoxy, with a four-hundred-year foundation.
Zhao Y ehan's Soul Fusion Technique is following an evil path, and if this continues, the children of the villa will all turn into half-human, half-demon monsters!"