Chapter 8, Zhong Jinlong

Hehe, you are thinking too simply. On the surface, Third Brother is indeed not wrong, but if Zhong Jinlong truly wants to cause trouble for Third Brother, it would be an easy task. Have you forgotten that their father is an elder in the clan? At that time, it would be very possible to casually assign Third Brother a dangerous task, or deliberately withhold some cultivation resources, or even find someone to challenge Third Brother again in the life-and-death arena.

At first, only a small part was revealed, and it was indistinct, but after a moment, this part gradually transformed from vague to clear, allowing the palace gate to be seen distinctly.

In the blink of an eye, a group of people arrived above the fishing boat, none of them casting a glance at the mortals below.

"Yes, Father, I will take care of this matter and will ensure that no outsiders realize it was our doing" replied the tall young man eagerly

Hmph, your younger brother is nothing but a waste. How badly is he injured? If he is not dead, let him go to the secluded chamber and cultivate properly for two years. If he does not achieve full foundation establishment in a day, he is not allowed to leave the chamber!

Treasure! Secret Realm! The others on the wooden boat were all greatly stirred upon hearing this

"Brother Chen, what should we do? After Lao San unleashed the Blood Burning Great Technique, he has repeatedly activated secret arts to confront the enemy. Even though the pharmacist has used spiritual medicine, the essence and blood within his body are insufficient to support the reattachment of the severed limb. If this continues for another two or three months, I fear that this arm will truly be rendered useless." Beside him, Zhong Tu whispered anxiously, clearly afraid of waking the handsome young man.

"How could they do such despicable things? What should we do! Brother Chen, do you have any good ideas?" After hearing this, Zhong Tu was greatly shocked

On the wooden boat, five or six individuals dressed in silver brocade robes could be faintly seen, while a black-clad person was riding on each of those strange birds. Both sides were hurling insults at each other from a distance, and from time to time, various spells such as fireballs and ice spikes were continuously clashing against one another

"What is this, could it be that demons have appeared in the world?" A boy around thirteen or fourteen years old on the wooden boat muttered in astonishment.

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air came from the high sky not far away, as a sharp-nosed wooden boat, entirely green, soared through the air. Behind it, several miles away, a dozen or so two-headed monstrous birds were screeching and pursuing relentlessly.

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The entrance of this black palace appears to be over ten zhang high, with a surface that is uneven and rugged. Strangely, countless grayish-white faces seem to emerge and fade on it, sending a chill down one's spine.

The Blood Lipid Pill is exceptionally rare even within the clan; unless one achieves great merit or directly purchases it with an exorbitant amount of spiritual jade, how could the elders of the clan possibly agree to give it to the third brother for healing

Father, although our Zhong family is a clan of celestial lineage, there are only about 100 Golden Core elders, and including the clan leader, there are only five Nascent Soul experts. As for those in the Great Ascension stage, there is only the Grand Elder. This illustrates the difficulty of cultivation after the Foundation Establishment stage. However, the more challenging it is, the more important the accumulation during the Foundation Establishment stage becomes. Only by laying a solid foundation can the subsequent path be smoother. There is no need for you to worry, among the new generation of disciples in the entire clan, there is only one among the three sons who catches my eye. As for that girl Yiyun, although her innate talent is quite good, she is still a girl, and after forming the Dan, she will be far surpassed by me.

Regarding the matter of Xuezhidan and other miraculous medicines, I will think of a solution and will never allow San Di to truly become disabled. However, compared to this issue, I am more concerned about the unresolved matters on Zhong Jinkui's side.

At that moment, a sudden thunderclap echoed through the clear sky, and the higher reaches of the atmosphere became abruptly blurred and hazy, twisting and wrinkling like a rag in the void. A few monstrous birds behind, unable to evade in time, were instantly transformed into bursts of blood mist, accompanied by their cries of despair, as they exploded amidst the fluctuations of the void

"Did Master Wu not say that in order to preserve the third brother's arm, only spiritual herbs that are over 500 years old and can greatly replenish blood essence will suffice? Other options are slim, and the only one available within the clan is the Blood Lipid Pill." Zhong Chen said slowly, looking at the handsome young man who had fallen into a coma upon his return.

Tian Nan, Qiong Yao Lake stretches for hundreds of miles, with the central area of the lake being unfathomably deep, renowned as the first lake in Tian Nan

The young man replied calmly, "According to the clan's healer, although Kui Di is severely injured and there is even a possibility of disfigurement due to the nature of the secret technique he was subjected to, it will not affect his future cultivation. Once he has recovered, I will personally take him to seclusion."

The others who were fighting were taken aback, whether it was the canoe or other strange birds, all stopped and fled into the distance.

"What? Qiu'er was severely injured in the arena and lost to a bastard?" In the backyard of a certain mountain belonging to the Zhong family, an elderly man with a pale face, who was reading in the room, suddenly threw the book in his hand fiercely to the ground and asked with a face as cold as water.

This is indeed very likely; that place should be about to arrive, right? Zhong Daotian should be like me, having suppressed his cultivation without condensing the Golden Core, also waiting for that place to open.

"Jin Long, your younger brother is not very promising. I am not young anymore; although I hold the title of elder in the clan, I possess little actual power. However, you are different. You have just turned 20 and are already one of the three sons of the clan. If it were not for the need to condense a high-quality golden core, you would have had the opportunity to enter the golden core stage two years ago. Therefore, your future goal should not be merely to be an ordinary elder in the clan, but to condense the primordial infant and become the clan leader, or even to advance to the great ascension and ultimately ascend to the legendary immortal realm." The white-faced elder looked at the young man before him, filled with a sense of gratification.

The other faction of cultivators on those strange birds clearly also made some connections, pointing and gesturing towards the black vortex, becoming somewhat agitated.

"Well said, but as far as I know, your greatest rival, Zhong Daotian, has been in seclusion for a whole year. If I remember correctly, this fellow had already achieved the perfect foundation before entering seclusion, and now he has been in seclusion for such a long time. Could it be that he is cultivating some powerful spell?" After showing a look of approval, the white-faced elder furrowed his brows and said.

Upon hearing this, a group of fishermen abandoned their nets and rushed into the cabin like a startled herd of beasts

"This is not good; it is the immortal master engaging in a battle of magic. Everyone must hide in the cabin, and no one is allowed to come out." On a small boat, an elderly man, the oldest among them, saw the situation in the sky, his face changed dramatically, and he immediately shouted sternly at the others.

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As for that place, calculating the time, it is indeed about right, but it is fraught with dangers... The old man with a pale face listened to the young man and fell into deep thought, his expression vaguely revealing a mix of joy and worry.

"Zhong Jinkui, you must be referring to his elder brother Zhong Jinlong. However, in the arena of life and death, one is responsible for their own fate. Even if he is one of the three sons, what difference does it make?" Zhong Tu asked, suddenly enlightened.

"Yes, Father, I have just learned that Kui Di concealed this matter before the competition. At that time, I was engrossed in comprehending a certain spell; otherwise, if I had been there to assist him during the competition, he would not have been injured." A tall and refined young man replied helplessly in front of the old man

In a certain part of the lake, more than a dozen small boats are moving restlessly across the picturesque surface of the water. Fishermen on the lake occasionally cast their nets, pulling them up with great effort, while the sounds of laughter indicating a bountiful catch can be heard from time to time

A continuous rumble of thunder can be faintly heard, and in the center, silver arcs of electricity flicker in and out of sight within the vortex, as if the very sky is about to collapse.

With the speed of the wooden boat and the strange bird, it is likely that they will swiftly fly past these fishing boats in the blink of an eye

Well, I naturally feel at ease with your actions. What does it matter if a man loses some of his looks? Moreover, if he can eventually form a golden core, he can certainly restore himself to his original state. However, our family holds considerable weight within the clan, and although your brother has his faults, we cannot allow a mere illegitimate child to humiliate him like this. Find an opportunity to deal with the one who harmed your brother; let all the illegitimate descendants know that the legitimate sons of the Zhong family must not be insulted. " The white-faced elder nodded first, then coldly instructed.

At the same time, in a modest stone house belonging to the Zhong family, Zhong Chen gazed at the handsome young man lying on the bed, his eyes tightly closed and one shoulder wrapped in thick white gauze, with a furrowed brow

At that moment, a sudden and intense wave surged from the black vortex, revealing a massive phantom of a black palace.

With a loud bang, a dark shadow suddenly appeared and illuminated the distorted void, rapidly expanding and transforming into an enormous black vortex in the blink of an eye

"Generally, demons do not possess the ability to directly shatter the void like this. I believe it resembles the emergence of some treasure or secret realm." Another middle-aged man, the oldest among them, said with a grave expression as he gazed at the scene within the black vortex

This time, Zhong Chen's expression fluctuated between dark and light, and he did not provide a direct answer.