Chapter 601: Chapter 600: Exchange it back
Liu Zheng snorted coldly, "Hmph, want to know? Then exchange it with your life!"
He instantly appeared in front of Liu Zheng and punched him in the chest.
"Bang!"
Liu Zheng was once again sent flying, his chest cavity caved in, and his internal organs shifted out of place.
"Ah!"
Liu Zheng spewed out a mouthful of fresh blood, spraying it forth as his clothes had long been burned to ash. Bare-chested, his body was covered in wounds, with trails of blood streaming down his skin, creating a terrifying sight.
"You little bastard, I, Liu Zheng, will not let you off!"
Liu Zheng roared, and his body suddenly shrank, turning into a shadow as he tried to escape into the distance.
Liu Zheng’s face darkened as he intercepted him with a sneer, "Run, why don’t you keep running?"
Liu Zheng gnashed his teeth and said, "Liu Zheng, even in death, I will not let you go!"
"Oh? Not let me go? Do you think you will survive?"
Liu Zheng sneered, "Get lost!"
He flicked his fingers, releasing a sword light that flew out from his fingertip.
"Zap!"
It went straight through Liu Zheng’s head, nailing it to the stone wall.
Blood splattered everywhere as his body fell and smashed into a pulp, his brain matter bursting, the manner of his death was extremely gruesome.
The surrounding Liu Family disciples were all horrified, looking on at the scene in shock, unable to believe it was real.
Liu Zheng’s figure flickered and appeared beside the several Liu Family elders, grabbing one by the neck with a cold voice, "Now it’s your turn."
The elders, trembling with fear, hastily pleaded, "Spare us, spare us... we are willing to serve!"
Liu Zheng scoffed, "Too late!"
"No!!"
The elders cried out, but before they could finish speaking, their eyes bulged as their life force was completely cut off.
Liu Zheng casually tossed their bodies to the ground before turning to leave.
He moved as swiftly as lightning, quickly disappearing into the night.
Moments later, Liu Zheng’s body was retrieved from the ruins of the City Lord’s mansion and carried away by the crowd.
...
Liu Zheng returned to his room, put on a new set of clothes, and then entered the room.
Now refreshed, he had returned to his original appearance.
He took out the Nine Dragons Cauldron, took the Spirit Grass, examined it carefully for a moment, and noted the toxins on the Spirit Grass had dissipated completely, leaving only a pale yellow essence with a rich fragrance that was very comforting to smell.
Liu Zheng tasted it with the tip of his tongue and found the Spirit Grass delicious, exclaiming in appreciation, "Good stuff."
He put away the Spirit Grass and returned to his bed to resume his closed-door cultivation.
As time slowly passed, months flew by in the blink of an eye.
During this period, Liu Zheng focused on cultivation and studying Spirit Grass, as well as refining various kinds of pills in his room, in tune with his martial pathways, continuously tempering his physical body.
Over these years, he had completely restored the Nine Dragons Cauldron, which could now accommodate over three hundred people and store pills.
Moreover, in the process of refining pills, his control over flames had reached its pinnacle, purifying the essence of the fire element with each session.
Inside his Dantian, the fire spirit that was tempered in the furnace became even more radiant, emitting a strong aura of fire qi.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a loud noise erupted, startling Liu Zheng from his cultivation.
"What’s happening? Has a formidable enemy intruded?!"
Liu Zheng frowned, feeling wary.
While he had been cultivating, he had been continuously scanning his surroundings with his divine sense, on guard against any intruder, but there had been no signs. Was he being too vigilant?
"Boom!"
Another loud noise came from outside.
"Crash!"
The door shattered at the sound.
Liu Zheng immediately stood up, casting his gaze toward the door.
Outside, two guards lay in a pool of blood, lifeless.
"Who is it?!"
Liu Zheng bellowed, his aura fierce, eyes brimming with a murderous intent.
"It’s you!"
A familiar voice came through.
Liu Zheng walked in from outside, his voice dripping with malice, "You little bastard, you surely remember me, right? Back then, at the Tianfeng Academy, I wanted to teach you a lesson, but time and again you slipped away. Now, at last, I have the chance for revenge."
Liu Zheng’s face bore a fierce expression, wishing nothing more than to eat Liu Zheng’s flesh, drink his blood, and flay his skin and tendons!
"So it was you!"
Liu Zheng’s pupils shrank slightly, his eyes filled with a chilling intent to kill as he coldly said, "You’ve come to take my life, haven’t you?"
"Haha, exactly! I’ve come here today to take your life!"
Liu Zheng laughed wildly, a fierce light flashing in his eyes. With a sweep of his arm, he commanded, "Attack, kill him!"
In an instant, more than a dozen Liu Family disciples rushed out from all directions, surrounding him, while swinging their weapons at him with overwhelming momentum.
"Courting death!"
Liu Zheng snorted coldly. With a flip of his palm, a treasured blade appeared in his hand.
With a swipe of his blade, the bright arc of his slash extinguished all incoming attacks.
"Kill, kill him!"
Liu Zheng roared, his eyes turning bloodshot with murderous rage.
The Liu Family disciples each unleashed their strongest moves, assaulting Liu Zheng with reckless abandon.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Liu Zheng’s blade aura struck those attacks, shattering them into pieces that scattered like dust.
Yet the disciples seemed to have gone mad, fighting more fiercely as they charged forward without regard for their lives.
Liu Zheng laughed sinisterly from behind, full of confidence in these disciples.
The Liu Family possessed a secret technique called the Ten Thousand Beasts Devouring Soul Art, an ancient technique acquired by an ancestor of the Liu Family from a primeval ferocious beast. It was said that once mastered to the extreme, it could devour the spirits of all beasts under heaven, assimilating them to increase one’s own strength.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Liu Zheng swung his blade more than a dozen times, crushing all attacks.
"Pugh!"
"Pugh!"
But it wasn’t over yet. Those Liu Family disciples charged forward again, hacking at him desperately.
Liu Zheng’s face showed a slight change, his wrist turning, his treasured blade slashing down.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
A succession of metallic clashing sounds rang out as all the weapons that struck Liu Zheng were repelled, casting a shower of sparks.
"Not good!"
Liu Zheng’s pupils dilated suddenly, a sense of unease rising in his heart.
Liu Zheng’s blade struck him, and he felt an immense force coming at him, driving him back forcefully. He staggered several steps, crashing through a wall and falling to the ground.
"Pugh!"
Liu Zheng spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his eyes burning with crimson fury as he glared at Liu Zheng, saying angrily, "You damned bastard, how are you so strong?!"
Liu Zheng looked at him coldly and said, "Isn’t that obvious? My strength has always surpassed yours; you’ve always just believed that you were no weaker than me."
"Hahaha!"
Liu Zheng laughed loudly to the sky, "So what if that’s the case? Today is your day to die! I will make you understand the consequences of offending the Liu Family!"
Liu Zheng roared, his palms forming a seal, and he fiercely slapped them on his chest.
"Boom!"
The entire room exploded suddenly, a terrifying surge of qi rushed out, forming a large net and enveloping Liu Zheng within.
Liu Zheng sneered, "To think that a mere fifth-order spirit puppeteer would dare to act so presumptuously against me, truly a death wish!"
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The large net soared into the air, ensnaring Liu Zheng, and continued to constrict his body.
"Get lost!"
Liu Zheng sneered, his fists clenched, and he hammered away in all directions.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The large net was shattered by his fist, but the Liu Family disciples fell like rain upon him, causing Liu Zheng’s skin to crack and blood to spew forth.
"You little bastard, your strength is indeed much greater than before, but it’s a pity you’ve encountered me!"
Liu Zheng spoke arrogantly and coldly, looking at Liu Zheng, "In the face of absolute power, all technique is futile!"
A mocking curve played at Liu Zheng’s lips, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.
Seeing him stay silent, Liu Zheng, thinking he was afraid, laughed triumphantly and continued, "You little bastard, just stay put and don’t struggle in vain. Today I will tear you to pieces!"
"Oh, really?"
Liu Zheng spoke indifferently, stepping into the air, his aura climbing higher and higher, soaring!
"Bang!"
He stamped down hard, the whole house shook violently, and a golden wave of light spread from his feet, instantly expanding outward.
"Ah!"
