“All right, Ye Yunfei, here are three bottles of Heavenly Python Essence Blood. Take them.”
Dean Shangguan flicked his sleeve, and three jade bottles landed in front of Ye Yunfei.
An aura of ferocious bestial energy seeped from the bottles, accompanied by the roars and bellows of beasts, rushing and roaring, awe-inspiring and soul-stirring.
Indeed worthy of Heavenly Python essence blood! Though the quantity was minuscule, it still contained a terrifying bloodline pressure.
Ye Yunfei sensed it and was quite satisfied. He then stowed away the three bottles of essence blood.
“Dean Shangguan, if there’s nothing else, I’ll head back now,” Ye Yunfei said, feeling relieved now that he had obtained the Heavenly Python Essence Blood.
“Fine. In one month, the Freshmen Ranking Tournament will be held. If you can place within the top three, the academy will award you handsomely. I hope to see an outstanding performance from you by then,” Dean Shangguan replied.
“I’ll do my best,” Ye Yunfei responded perfunctorily with a nod. Then, he activated his movement technique, soaring into the air as he headed back to his residence.
“Boss, you’re back!”
“Ye Yunfei, you’re back!”
Wu Heishan and Xiao Hui were both waiting in Ye Yunfei’s small courtyard. As soon as they saw him return, they rushed to greet him.
“Ye Yunfei, do you need Heavenly Python Essence Blood very badly? I have a bottle here. I’ll give it to you,” Xiao Hui said, then handed him a jade bottle.
Both Xiao Hui and Qin An had each comprehended one hundred thirty techniques, tying for third place. Thus, the academy had rewarded Xiao Hui and Qin An with a bottle of Heavenly Python Essence Blood each.
“There’s no need, Xiao Hui. You should use it yourself,” Ye Yunfei said, feeling rather touched. The Heavenly Python Essence Blood could be used for body tempering and to enhance martial talent—it would be extremely useful for Xiao Hui. Yet she was willing to give it to him.
“Why are you being so polite? If you need it, just take it,” Xiao Hui pressed the bottle into Ye Yunfei’s palm. Her small hand, smooth and soft as a ball of cotton, touched his sturdy palm, causing her face to flush red slightly. She quickly pulled her hand back.
“Xiao Hui, really, it’s unnecessary. I already have three bottles. One more or one less doesn’t make much difference. This bottle will be far more beneficial for you.” Ye Yunfei shoved the bottle back into her palm as he spoke.
Their hands inevitably touched again.
“All right then,” Xiao Hui said, feeling her heart pounding wildly from the strength and warmth transmitted from Ye Yunfei’s sturdy hand, as if she had done something wrong.
“I plan to go into secluded cultivation for the next few days,” Ye Yunfei announced.
“That’s fine, Boss. We won’t disturb you then,” Wu Heishan promptly chimed in.
“Ahem, Brother Ye, my sister is actually quite easy to get along with. If you have time, you could chat with her more often,” Yuan Dayong suddenly interjected.
Although his personality was somewhat blunt and straightforward, his perceptions regarding his sister Xiao Hui’s feelings were keen. He knew she had already secretly developed affection for Ye Yunfei. However, Xiao Hui was introverted and timid—there was no way she would take the initiative. Thus, Yuan Dayong felt that, as her big brother, he ought to lend a hand.
“Brother! What are you saying?” Xiao Hui’s face instantly flushed crimson upon hearing his words, a mixture of embarrassment and urgency in her tone as she directed it at Yuan Dayong.
“Little sister, big brother understands what you mean…” Yuan Dayong began. His nature was always direct; he believed one should speak his mind frankly.
“You’re infuriating me! I can’t deal with you right now!” Xiao Hui’s face reddened all the way to her ears. Seeing Yuan Dayong about to continue, she stamped her foot in frustration, then turned and fled, leaving Ye Yunfei’s small courtyard.
“Little sister! Little sister!” Yuan Dayong hurriedly called after her, but she had already vanished without a trace.
“What did I say wrong?” Yuan Dayong was somewhat bewildered.
Ye Yunfei was also at a loss for words. To be honest, in Ye Yunfei’s mind, Xiao Hui was like a well-behaved, obedient little sister next door. He harbored no other feelings beyond that.
“Cough, cough… Brother Yuan, it seems you don’t understand the psychology of women at all. In that regard, I’ve actually researched quite deeply. Back in the Eastern Region, I once pursued over a dozen beauties from prominent sects and families, accumulating quite a lot of experience. Women don’t appreciate directness, you know. So, do you understand now why Xiao Hui got angry just now?” Wu Heishan piped up in an instructive tone.
“Brother Wu, you speak the truth. In terms of women’s psychology, I know nothing. Brother Wu, please guide me further,” Yuan Dayong responded.
“Haha, we’re all brothers here, no need to be so polite. Very well, I’ll explain women’s psychology to you in detail. Anyway, I intend to study it thoroughly so that in the future, here in Hudao Academy, I can woo eight to ten beautiful female disciples and take them back to the Eastern Region. How impressive would that be?” Wu Heishan laughed loudly.
“You two, get out now!” Ye Yunfei frowned upon hearing their nonsense and yelled at them. He wasn’t in the mood to listen to Wu Heishan’s drivel.
“Brother Yuan, let’s go. We mustn’t disturb Boss’s seclusion. Come on, let’s go to my residence, and we can study it slowly there,” Wu Heishan promptly grabbed Yuan Dayong and the two of them departed.
“That guy…” Ye Yunfei sighed helplessly.
Then, Ye Yunfei entered his cultivation chamber. Inside the chamber, he had already set up a medium-sized Spirit Gathering Formation that continuously absorbed and drew Spiritual Qi from the surrounding atmosphere, resulting in a very high concentration of qi within the room.
“It’s time to make another push in my spiritual power cultivation,” Ye Yunfei thought, sitting cross-legged. With a wave of his hand, he took out a large amount of spirit crystals, piling them around him like small hills. Additionally, he also had a supply of spirit pills and natural treasures.
Because Ye Yunfei possessed the Chaos Vein and practiced the Nine-Yang Scripture, the amount of Spiritual Qi required for breakthroughs and upgrades was far greater compared to other warriors at the same level!
Hwoo...
Ye Yunfei activated the Nine-Yang Scripture within his body. Immediately, immense amounts of Spiritual Qi surged toward his body in a mighty stream, entering his channels and meridians.
Time gradually passed.
One day later.
Boom!
An aura of spiritual power erupted from Ye Yunfei’s body.
Mid-stage Saint Realm!
Another day passed.
Boom!
Another surge of spiritual power aura erupted from Ye Yunfei’s body.
Late-stage Saint Realm!
Then, two days later.
Boom!
Another powerful burst of spiritual power aura surged out from his body, shaking the entire chamber violently.
Early-stage True Manifestation Realm!
He had broken through three sub-realms in four days, crossing from the Saint Realm into the True Manifestation Realm—a leap across a major cultivation boundary. To say that Ye Yunfei’s breakthrough speed was astonishing would be an understatement.
“Previously, my Soul Power underwent significant breakthroughs. Now, my spiritual power cultivation has improved as well. The power of Sword Control Technique and Five-Element Soul-Crushing Sword Formation, those two martial techniques, should have increased dramatically,” Ye Yunfei mused aloud.
“However, I’ve already reached True Manifestation Realm power. It’s time to practice an additional high-level martial technique,” Ye Yunfei quietly contemplated.