3. Strong bloodline

Hurry up

Chu Jianqiu's cold command hung in the air. The running dogs hurriedly dragged Chu He away, their previous arrogance replaced by timid fear. Before disappearing, Chu He glared back fiercely, but dared not refute - failure had stripped him of his bluff.

As the commotion subsided, a young man in a green robe observed from the distant corridor, frowning and lost in thought.

Once again alone, Chu Jianqiu fell into a serious contemplation. Defeating Chu He did not bring victory - a real storm is brewing. The branch family now knows his weak state. As the faction of the elder grows stronger, the protection provided by his current four levels of cultivation in the Refining Realm is minimal.

Power. I need more strength.

He clenched his fists, marveling at the raw energy buzzing beneath his skin. The power of the Chaos Emperor Scripture allowed him to crush Chu He at a lower level of cultivation - but this was only an awakening.

Ignoring the torrent of ancestral memories still churning in his mind (in the future), he continued to cultivate. With the activation of the scripture, the spiritual energy hovered in the vortex around him, and his breath soared.

An hour later, he suddenly opened his eyes - the third layer of the quenched body had completely solidified. Usually, rebuilding from scratch takes six months. This passage goes against all logic.

He swallowed a alchemy pill.

crackle.

The elixir dissolved instantly, and the pure energy overwhelmed his meridians. There are no residual toxins - his chaotic supreme bloodline has burned impurities. Overjoyed, he began to swallow pills like candy.

After fifty pills——

boom!

Tempered fourth layer.

Chu Jianqiu stared at his empty pill bottle, his hands trembling. Breaking through 50 pills at once? At this speed, even the entire treasury of the Chu family cannot support him. Also...

He made an experimental punch.

Click, click!

The air was violently rippling, shattering nearby furniture into pieces. This strength is comparable to that of a sixth tier warrior - or even a seventh tier warrior.

The door creaked open. Ruhua walked in, her tearful face difficult to conceal under her makeup. A red handprint bloomed on her cheek.

Young master... I brought medicine, "she whispered, handing over a bottle of low-level therapeutic ointment.

Chu Jianqiu's heart clenched tightly. He pulled her into his arms and stroked her hair as she sobbed. The fragile bottle in his hand was burning like condemnation.

They will pay. All of them.

Alchemy Pavilion.

Chu Jianqiu strode past the sneering clansman, and then a sharp voice cut through the air: 'Look! The disabled' young master 'of Dantian is begging for leftovers!'!

A girl in purple appeared in front of him - Chu Jiaoyue, who was once the shadow of his flattery, but now became a venomous snake like mockery.

What's the use of garbage like you taking medicine? "She muttered, with mocking onlookers on both sides. It's better to feed them to dogs - at least they might turn into spirit beasts

Laughter erupted. Chu Jianqiu's gaze turned cold.

Move

Chu Jiaoyue's smile trembled with his breath - the angry whisper of a sleeping dragon. The laughter of the crowd disappeared amidst the laughter.

But before the tension escalated, a thunderous voice shook the pavilion:

That's enough

Elder Chu Zhen walked down the stairs, his eyes shining brightly. The Alchemy Pavilion values talent, not small arguments! "His gaze lingered on Chu Jianqiu, sensing something The difference between boys.

Chu Jiaoyue's face turned pale, but she persisted, "Elder, this useless thing

Quiet! "The elder's palm hit the air, but an invisible force knocked Chu Jiaoyue to the side. The next insult within these walls will result in dismissal

As the crowd dispersed, Chu Zhen scrutinized Chu Jianqiu. Follow me, young master

Behind the tightly closed door, the elder's serious mask shattered. Has your dantian recovered?

Chu Jianqiu hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Chu Zhen suddenly exhaled a breath. The spies of the Elder are everywhere. Take these - "He slid over a space bag filled with advanced shapeshifting pills." - Then leave. Now.

The shock left Chu Jianqiu paralyzed. Chu Zhen, who had long maintained neutrality in clan politics, took all risks.

Decades ago, your father saved my life, "the elder said calmly. Pay off the debt while I can still repay it. The trial of Blood Moon Canyon will begin tomorrow. Go there - survive and come back stronger.

Chu Jianqiu tightly held the bag, his throat tight. This changed everything.

As night fell, a shadow slipped through the gates of the Chu tribe. Behind him, Ruhua tightly held a hastily packed bag, determined to overcome his fear. Ahead - a canyon full of death and opportunity.

Although this dragon is injured, it has already begun its ascent.