Chapter 1149: Chapter 1147 One-Fifth Part 1
The pure and potent spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered Shi Xiaole’s body, and instantly moisturized his tendons, bones, and even cells; his whole body felt as if it had been cleansed, indescribably refreshed and comfortable.
"Has the Vigorous Air grown stronger?"
For most martial cultivators at the Void Origin Realm, the capacity for absorbing Vigorous Air had reached its limit. The cultivation effects here were stronger than in the outside world, but not unreasonably so.
However, Shi Xiaole was different.
As the bearer of the Blood Yang Medium, his capacity for Vigorous Air was naturally greater than that of ordinary people. Coupled with his unique and unparalleled vortex system, under the massive infusion of spiritual energy, his Vigorous Air surged at a much faster rate than normal.
Merely three bi-hour periods passed.
His Vigorous Air had increased by one-thousandth, equivalent to the effort of several years of hard cultivation!
"This is truly a blessed land for cultivation. I originally came just to have a look, but now I can’t pass up this opportunity."
Glancing towards the canyon, Shi Xiaole withdrew his gaze and began to focus on cultivating.
One day.
Two days.
Outsiders were unaware of the changes in Shi Xiaole, only knowing that where he cultivated, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth formed layers of storms, obscuring perception, and the commotion caused was immeasurably greater than that of Ling Cunyi.
Those as perceptive as the Falling Sky Sword Emperor noticed that Shi Xiaole seemed to be controlling it intentionally, as if he was afraid of disrupting the balance of spiritual energy.
"This lad’s constitution is quite extraordinary, much better at absorbing energy than my first experience with it. What I don’t know is how strong he actually is."
A man wearing a carefree bandanna watched intently. In front of him lay a jade-encrusted short sword—it was the Inheriting Heaven Sword Emperor, one of the three great swordsmen of the Ling Family.
To say the Inheriting Heaven Sword Emperor wasn’t surprised when Shi Xiaole intimidated Ling Cunyi with his aura would be dishonest, hence his curiosity about Shi Xiaole’s strength grew.
In his view, it might be difficult for Shi Xiaole to match the top ten young masters of the South Sea, but he should still be stronger than Ling Jianming. Of course, it didn’t rule out the possibility that the other party had cultivated some profound spiritual techniques; however, if that were the case, his strength would need to be discounted.
Shaking his head, the Inheriting Heaven Sword Emperor continued his cultivation; he had actually allowed himself to be disturbed by a junior, which was truly inappropriate!
After the initial shock had passed, Suspended Sound Island inevitably returned to calmness.
Those present were all outstanding individuals of the Ling Family. Even though they had taken notice of Shi Xiaole, it was unlikely that they would abandon their primary concerns to waste their own time.
As time passed, people left one after another, replaced by newcomers, including the Falling Sky Sword Emperor and the Chaos Sky Sword Emperor.
About half a month later.
The young man in the canyon awoke from his meditative state, his body completely saturated and temporarily unable to absorb any more spiritual energy.
Counting the days, there were only a few days left in the year-long cultivation period. Without greeting the others, the young man’s figure flashed, as he rushed out of Suspended Sound Island toward the farthest unknown regions.
He had always lived those years this way.
When it was his turn to cultivate, he would return to Suspended Sound Island, and once the time was up, he ventured into the unknown regions, hoping to find treasures, aiming to improve himself at all costs, undeterred by any dangers.
Among all the members of the Ling Family, his relationship with his sister was the best. When he received the news of his sister’s misfortune, Ling Cunwei simply couldn’t believe his own ears.
He wanted revenge, but learned from his father that their enemy was too powerful, so powerful that even a flick of their finger could crush him, still a frivolous young master.
Later on, his father was also ambushed and critically injured. Overnight, their lineage was thoroughly suppressed.
Ling Cunwei loathed his own helplessness and it was then that he made a firm resolution to turn over a new leaf and one day make those people pay!
Before long, Ling Cunwei found himself at the edge of an unknown territory.
Some say this is the main island of Bee Island, which seems to cover only a million square kilometers, but in reality, that is just an extremely small fraction of it. No one knows how vast the depths are! Legend has it that there are earth-shattering, fate-changing opportunities hidden within!
Through years of exploring, Ling Cunwei could not remember how many times he faced life-and-death crises, nor could he forget the fortune he had found there. Otherwise, with his talent, it would be impossible to advance from the ninth tier of Divine Barrier Realm to a top-tier Heaven Realm Martial Emperor within just decades.
The main island is divided into three regions. Most people wander only in the first region, as it is the safest, but it also has the fewest treasures. Venturing further in is the second region, which only Martial Emperors at the Void Origin Realm dare to enter.
Arriving at the third region, even Heaven Realm Martial Emperors face great danger because no one has yet fully understood what lies within.
Ling Cunwei pressed on deeper, and after half a day, he crossed the borders of the second region without stopping, continuing to rush towards the inner depths.
"Whoa, who is that guy?"
"You don’t know? That’s the Ling family’s daredevil! Tsk tsk, he dashes to the third region whenever he can, like it’s a game. The fact he’s not dead yet means he’s got a lot of luck on his side."
Seeing this, the surrounding Void Origin Realm Martial Emperors were not surprised but simply shook their heads in regret.
The Ling family’s past wasn’t a secret, but sadly, they couldn’t identify the murderer even now. Moreover, the fact that the truth has been hidden for so long suggested that their enemy’s schemes are beyond reach, and certainly not something the current Ling family could contend with.
What a pity for Ling Yujie, who once dazzled like the brightest star, now just a wisp of smoke in the past.
"Young Master Ling Si, that madman went in. Should we chase after him?"
Just as Ling Cunwei entered the third region, a group of people halted. Their leader, with a cold, venomous expression, was none other than Ling Cunyi, who had been scared off by Shi Xiaole.
Ling Cunyi ranked fifth among the direct descendants of the Ling family, but was the fourth in Ling Wenyu’s line. One could tell his standing just by how others addressed him.
"We failed to kill that kid in our previous attempts; we cannot afford to fail again this time. Didn’t you say that you found a dangerous spot in the third region last time? Lead him there. Will that be a problem?"
In terms of strength, Ling Cunyi was no match for Ling Cunwei, but he had no trouble engaging in combat for a while. His friends here were met during his adventures in the Martial World, and their strength was even less than his, yet they were still considered usable force.
"Since it’s you, Young Master Ling Si, giving the command, we will naturally comply."
The three companions exchanged glances and quickly made up their minds.
They were merely unaffiliated cultivators, and it had not been easy to climb up the ranks by associating with the Ling family; they couldn’t afford to offend Ling Cunyi over this matter. Fortunately, the dangerous spot was on the outskirts of the third region. If they planned carefully, retreating unscathed shouldn’t be difficult.
Unleashing their full power and even activating secret techniques, Ling Cunyi was like a beam of divine light, shooting towards Ling Cunwei at an astonishing speed and releasing his aura.
Ling Cunwei, sensing all of this, couldn’t help but frown.
He had long suspected that Ling Jianming was the true culprit behind his sister’s betrayal, and over the years, Ling Cunyi had set numerous traps for him. Without further delay, he stopped, turned around, and asked coldly, "What do you want?"
Ling Cunyi sneered, "Ling Cunwei, you don’t know yet, but your nephew has returned to the Ling Family."
"Nephew?"
Ling Cunwei couldn’t recall having a nephew; he did have some collateral relatives, but none that he considered close.
Ling Cunyi chuckled darkly, "It’s that bastard child your dead sister left behind, and he’s come looking for you. Unfortunately, oh what a pity..."
He had been away for a while and naturally had learned about the events that had unfolded in the Ling Family.
"What did you say?"
Ling Cunwei’s mind roared, his thoughts momentarily a complete blank.
Just then,
Ling Cunyi, poised and ready, struck with a cold gleam of light from the sword hidden in his sleeve, sweeping down upon Ling Cunwei and splitting the earth in two.
"Despicable!"
Ling Cunwei’s reaction was swift. Had it not been, he wouldn’t have lived till this day. The long spear on his back, like a raging dragon emerging from the sea, followed his arm and smashed viciously towards his opponent.
Clang...
The sky trembled continuously.
In an instant, the two clashed, and the light of the sword and spear burst forth with clusters of sparks brighter than fireworks, scorching all around them.
"Ling Cunwei, that dead sister of yours, even in death she can’t find peace. I really don’t know how your nephew came to be - surely no one took an interest in her corpse? Alas, your brother-in-law, even in death he suffers the indignity of cuckoldry. Truly pitiable."
Ling Cunyi goaded Ling Cunwei with the most vitriolic words while they fought.
"You’re courting death!"
Anger turned Ling Cunwei’s eyes crimson, and each strike of his spear was deadlier than the last. Before long, Ling Cunyi, feigning defeat, turned and ran in a certain direction: "You got lucky this time, next time I’ll bring your nephew’s head to you."
Ling Cunwei pursued relentlessly, his expression filled with murderous intent. He could stand being insulted himself, but he would never allow anyone to disrespect his sister and brother-in-law.
Boom, boom, boom.
After a chase, several streams of Vigorous Air struck at Ling Cunwei, who swept his spear to shatter them, and at the same time, he battled Ling Cunyi and his companions.
As the group fought and retreated, one of the men, while others kept Ling Cunwei busy, suddenly slashed his sword towards the distance and shouted "Let’s go!" before making a hasty retreat.
Whoosh!
From afar, a ferocious wind that connected heaven and earth suddenly charged towards them, rending the void and levelling mountains and rivers in its path.
"Ruthless Gang Wind?"
Ling Cunwei’s face paled.
This was something even more fearsome than the Demonic Vigorous Wind, only bursting forth upon impact.
Ling Cunwei had seen the Ruthless Gang Wind several times before; one of the most memorable occasions was when an exceptional master from the South Sea, ranked among the top two thousand, got caught in it and was reduced to dust.
Throwing the pursuit aside, Ling Cunwei leapt back, but Ling Cunyi and the others were prepared and acted first, launching deadly attacks at Ling Cunwei to block his escape, while they themselves took the opportunity to retreat.
"Ling Cunwei, go to hell. I’ll send your nephew down to join you soon!"
Ling Cunyi laughed maniacally.
"I, Ling Cunwei, have not died on an adventuring field, only to fall at the hands of a vile and despicable person."
With his attacks swallowed mercilessly, Ling Cunwei’s complexion turned ashen. To his astonishment, the last thing that flashed in his mind was the image of a nephew whose very existence was unknown to him.
Perhaps it was just an excuse Ling Cunyi used to lure him into the trap.
Buzz!
Just as Ling Cunwei was about to be torn apart by the Ruthless Gang Wind, a bluish gleam suddenly erupted from within him, transforming into a tall and proud figure. Using an arm as a sword, the figure made a slanting slash that cut the Ruthless Gang Wind in two.
"What?"
Ling Cunwei was dumbstruck.
What shocked him even more was the appearance of the young man in green. Standing his ground, he directed a second sword strike toward the equally astonished Ling Cunyi and the others in the distance.
Pfft, pfft, pfft...
Blood mist exploded.
Every one of Ling Cunyi’s friends burst apart except for Ling Cunyi himself, who was also injured and bleeding profusely as he turned and fled screaming.
Meanwhile,
Up on Suspended Sound Island,
Shi Xiaole opened his eyes, his pupils emitting a chilling coldness.
He had secretly implanted a psychic seed within Ling Cunwei, possessing a fifth of his combat strength, which was now activated.
Without moving, Shi Xiaole vanished from the spot and the next moment, he arrived at the main island.
An hour later,
Shi Xiaole found Ling Cunwei.
The pursuing psychic seed was thousands of miles away, struggling against another attack from an exceptional swordsman using Shi Xiaole’s one-fifth energy, and was on the verge of collapse!
Falling Sky Sword Emperor!
Shi Xiaole, having taken note of him on Suspended Sound Island, instantly guessed the identity of that exceptional swordsman.
