Chapter 38: The Three-Turn Realm and Foundation Establishment
"What?"
"You actually want me to submit to a piece of trash like you whose time is running out?"
"I am the fourth genius of the Xuanqing Palace Outer Sect?"
"How dare you treat me like this?"
Hearing Wang Jianqiang's words, infinite humiliation suddenly welled up in Ye Qingxue's heart.
Her face was full of determination.
"So, you have chosen the path to death?"
Wang Jianqiang's cold voice interrupted her angry words.
The Cloud Water Cold Light Sword flashed into existence in his hand, and he thrust it toward her heart.
Before the sword arrived, the icy aura radiating from the blade made Ye Qingxue shiver.
She instantly sobered up.
"Wait!"
"I submit..."
"I am willing to submit..."
Seemingly afraid that Wang Jianqiang would not react in time, she said it several times anxiously.
The Flying Sword in Wang Jianqiang's hand stopped instantly, the tip already having broken her skin.
A chill instantly enveloped her, forming a layer of frost on the surface of her fair skin.
Fortunately, Wang Jianqiang withdrew his hand in time; otherwise, if it had been even a tenth of a second slower, her heart would have already been pierced.
Ye Qingxue's face turned pale.
Once, she believed herself to be proud and pure, not allowing the slightest stain.
But the moment death approached, she suddenly realized that dignity, purity...
These were all bullshit.
Only being alive was the most important thing.
Fortunately... her reflection was timely enough.
Wang Jianqiang put away the Flying Sword and said indifferently, "Since you have agreed, then open your mind."
"You want to control me?"
Ye Qingxue's expression changed.
Once her Soul was controlled, she would lose even her sense of self and completely degenerate into a Puppet.
If that were the case, she would rather die!
"No, it is just leaving a mark within your Soul Sea." Wang Jianqiang shook his head.
Hearing this, Ye Qingxue let out a long sigh of relief.
Although being left with a Soul Imprint meant her life was controlled by the other party at all times, at the very least, her personality would not be manipulated.
"You had better be telling the truth, otherwise I would rather detonate my Soul than submit."
"Oh, quite tough, aren't you? You seem to still not understand the current situation."
Wang Jianqiang slapped her face hard, and a bright red palm print instantly appeared on her fair skin.
Ye Qingxue's face turned completely red, and she was ashamed and angry enough to die.
"Open your mind."
Wang Jianqiang gave a low shout, controlled a wisp of Spirit Sense to drill into the center of Ye Qingxue's brow, and left a mark upon her Soul.
In this way.
He only needed to move his thought.
The mark would explode, and Ye Qingxue's Soul would explode along with it.
Her Soul would scatter and perish.
Afterward, he waved his palm, and the Formation dissipated.
Ye Qingxue felt her whole body relax and immediately jumped up from the ground.
She subconsciously retreated several steps.
Thinking that her life and death were now in the hands of this old thing, her face was full of complexity.
There was resentment, there was humiliation, and even more so, fear and apprehension.
"Call me Master."
Wang Jianqiang looked at her indifferently.
Her expression shifted for a moment, and finally, she softly called out, "Master."
"That's more like it."
Wang Jianqiang smiled and walked to Wang Yu Yao's side.
The Pill he had previously stuffed into Wang Yu Yao's mouth had already dissolved on its own, and Wang Yu Yao's injuries had been completely contained, though it would still take some time for her to wake up.
Thinking of this, he carried Wang Yu Yao on his back and beckoned with his palm, drawing five Storage Bags into his hand.
These were all the Storage Bags of the Xuanqing Palace Disciples.
Seeing this, Ye Qingxue opened her mouth, but in the end, she did not dare to make a sound.
Wang Jianqiang glanced at her, "Follow me."
Having said that, he flew off in one direction.
Ye Qingxue's expression hesitated for a moment, then she sighed softly and followed closely behind.
Half an hour later.
Wang Jianqiang returned to the cave, then took out some Spirit Stones and activated the Array within the cave.
He placed Wang Yu Yao on the ground and had her swallow a Perfect Earth Yellow Pill.
With his finger pressed against her chest to help her refine the medicinal power, he turned to look at the silent Ye Qingxue.
"What Turn is your strength at now?"
Ye Qingxue looked at him, "First Turn."
Wang Jianqiang nodded and continued, "What about Lin Xian'er and Xiao Wuya?"
"The two of them are the same as you, both at the Third Turn."
Although judging by Wang Jianqiang's words, he did not seem like a Spirit Power Three-Turn Realm Cultivator.
But thinking of his strength, Ye Qingxue ultimately concluded that he was indeed at the Spirit Power Three-Turn Realm.
Otherwise, his terrifyingly overwhelming combat power simply could not be explained.
Only Wang Jianqiang knew that the reason his combat power was so off the charts was entirely due to his Small Five Elements Sword Array at the Great Completion Realm.
However, he couldn't be bothered to explain it to Ye Qingxue, so he just nodded.
Viewed this way, the first and second place Outer Sect disciples of the four major cultivation powers should both be at the Third Turn Realm.
As for third place, it was hard to say.
Thinking of this, Wang Jianqiang suddenly had a new doubt, "How does one compress Spiritual Power?"
After entering the Cold Pool Secret Realm, although he had not deliberately practiced.
The cultivation he did during his rest periods had also caused his cultivation base to steadily improve at all times, and he was now very close to Qi Refining Consummation.
Since he now knew about the Third Turn Realm.
He naturally had to ask clearly about the method of compressing Spiritual Power.
Ye Qingxue's expression froze, and she looked at him in disbelief, "You don't mean to tell me you haven't compressed your Spiritual Power yet?"
"If I said I hadn't, would you believe me?"
Wang Jianqiang shrugged.
Gulp~
Ye Qingxue swallowed hard.
If it were before, she might have had some doubts.
But at this moment, she somewhat believed him.
Wang Jianqiang shook his head, "You still haven't answered my question."
Ye Qingxue came back to her senses and gave Wang Jianqiang a deep look, "There is no method to compress Spiritual Power; the only way is to take a Foundation Establishment Pill."
"Oh?"
Wang Jianqiang raised an eyebrow, "In other words, one compression can be completed for every Foundation Establishment Pill taken?"
"How is that possible?" Ye Qingxue shook her head, "There is a high chance of failure when compressing Spiritual Power."
"Some with extremely powerful talent might be able to complete one compression with one Foundation Establishment Pill, or even successfully reach Foundation Establishment with just four pills, but that is only the most ideal state; the vast majority of people cannot do it."
Hearing her explanation, Wang Jianqiang nodded in realization.
At the same time, he felt a bit awkward.
Previously, he had worried that if Wang Yu Yao took a Foundation Establishment Pill and broke through, she wouldn't be able to enter the Cold Pool Secret Realm, so he had persuaded her not to take one for the time being.
It turns out he had made a huge mistake.
If Wang Yu Yao had taken the Foundation Establishment Pill at that time and completed the first turn of Spiritual Power.
Perhaps she wouldn't have been chased to this point today.
Thinking of this, he looked at Wang Yu Yao.
Just then, Wang Yu Yao woke up.
"How are you?"
Seeing this, Wang Jianqiang stood up and walked over.
"Senior Brother Wang."
Seeing Wang Jianqiang, Wang Yu Yao was about to get up.
Wang Jianqiang immediately stopped her, "You just woke up and your body is still very weak; don't move yet."
Wang Yu Yao nodded.
Just then, she suddenly saw Ye Qingxue, who had just walked over, and her expression changed, "Why... why are you here?"
Before Ye Qingxue could respond, a voice suddenly reached their ears.
"I have already planted a Soul Brand on him, and he has become my Soul Slave."
End of Chapter
