Chapter 1697: [Deep Hatred, Great Resentment] (Part 2)

Hu Xiaotian smiled and said, "In this world there are no absolutely bad people nor absolutely good people; actually, you might as well do a good deed, accumulate some virtue, and perhaps you could find that child you have never met."

Li Yuncong's smile on his face suddenly vanished, his single eye coldly staring at Hu Xiaotian as he said, "We not only won't kill you, we'll also help you; as long as you obediently listen, we can guarantee your safety, but if you're disobedient, then your dantian will burst and you'll die." He threw Bu Wu's body to the ground, then reached out and placed his hand on Hu Xiaotian's back.

Hu Xiaotian secretly cursed his bad luck; after finally escaping from Bu Wu's grasp, he encountered Li Yuncong, who was even more sinister and troublesome than Bu Wu—these two brothers really aren't anything good. Hu Xiaotian said, "It seems you don't intend to learn the secret of the imperial mausoleum."

Li Yuncong smiled and said, "Rather than cooperate with you, it's better to keep you firmly under our control; playing with the renowned Hu Xiaotian in the palm of our hand would also be quite enjoyable."

Hu Xiaotian said, "Eunuch Li, your heart is so ruthless, you don't recall our past affection at all." Li Yuncong did not directly absorb his internal energy; instead, he first sent his internal energy into Hu Xiaotian's body. Li Yuncong's internal energy rose and fell like waves, alternating strong and weak, in order to avoid being subdued by Hu Xiaotian's Void Great Technique; Li Yuncong's understanding of the Void Great Technique far surpassed Hu Xiaotian's.

All Hu Xiaotian could do now was to embrace the primordial unity, protect his dantian, and prevent Li Yuncong from breaking through his dantian qi sea. The reason the monk Bu Wu had just managed to subdue Hu Xiaotian was entirely due to Hu Xiaotian's carelessness; striking when unprepared allowed entry into his meridians. Although Hu Xiaotian's limbs were immobile at the moment, his mind had already made preparations.

Li Yuncong said leisurely, "The Void Great Technique actually consists of upper and lower parts; you think we only obtained the upper part? Although we took the upper part, we have the lower part memorized perfectly, remembering every character clearly. In the world, only we truly understand the Void Great Technique. Its cultivation must first start with the meridians; we must first strengthen the meridians, broaden the dantian, before we can embrace all rivers. Gathering myriad forces, alas, the method to strengthen the meridians is exceedingly difficult to cultivate; we trained for over thirty years before succeeding—that is to say, our pool has already been dug, we only await the water source to fill it. Bu Wu was the first, and you happen to be the second. Heh, I never expected heaven to favor us so greatly."

Li Yuncong's internal breath was like a sharp small knife, cutting through thorns and brambles as it advanced in Hu Xiaotian's meridians; Hu Xiaotian felt a tearing pain in his meridians, and he had always been seeking a way to strengthen them. Although he had not learned the lower half of the Void Great Technique, the Shooting Sun True Classic could also serve a similar purpose—this should be outside Li Yuncong's plan; he had thought Hu Xiaotian only cultivated half of the Void Great Technique. He would soon suffer deviation, his meridians severed and die, but unexpectedly Hu Xiaotian repeatedly had fortunate encounters. He actually succeeded in restraining the heterogeneous true qi within his body.

Inside Hu Xiaotian's body it was like a spear versus shield confrontation; Li Yuncong's internal breath coalesced into a sharp edge intending to pierce the barrier of Hu Xiaotian's dantian qi sea.

Hu Xiaotian, however, exerted all his strength to guard his dantian qi sea, preventing Li Yuncong from breaking through.

A trace of a ferocious smile appeared on Li Yuncong's face; Hu Xiaotian thought he could stop him from attacking? I have cultivated the complete Void Great Technique. Everything is ripe; heaven has now sent two great gifts my way—how could I miss it? The internal force transmitted into Hu Xiaotian's body began to rotate, like a drill bit, advancing to break through his dantian qi sea.

Hu Xiaotian's expression became extremely panicked.

Li Yuncong whispered, "No need to resist; we won't take your life, we're merely helping you. You have absorbed so much heterogeneous true qi in your body, which brings you no benefit at all. We will help you eliminate this hidden danger, so from now on you need not worry about suffering deviation."

The barrier of Hu Xiaotian's dantian qi sea was finally breached by Li Yuncong's internal breath; under Li Yuncong's manipulation, this breath rotated and penetrated into Hu Xiaotian's dantian qi sea. However, after Li Yuncong's internal force entered Hu Xiaotian's dantian, a counterclockwise rotating force began to form, creating a vortex in Hu Xiaotian's dantian qi sea that spun rapidly. A hint of a sinister smile appeared at the corner of Li Yuncong's mouth. Hu Xiaotian was desperately struggling, trying to use the dantian qi vortex produced by the Void Great Technique to draw his own internal force into it. In Li Yuncong's view, Hu Xiaotian's struggling resistance was utterly futile; this boy had only learned half of the Void Great Technique, only knowing how to absorb others' internal force, not how to make it his own, nor how to eliminate the adverse effects of heterogeneous true qi on himself. Li Yuncong, however, had mastered the whole thing; he knew Hu Xiaotian's weakness, and previously he dared not act, largely because Hu Xiaotian's internal force was too strong, and he feared he couldn't control it.

Now that Hu Xiaotian, due to carelessness, had been subdued by Bu Wu, it could be said that Li Yuncong had obtained a rare opportunity. As long as he penetrated Hu Xiaotian's dantian qi sea, Li Yuncong would effectively control Hu Xiaotian.

Although the vortex in Hu Xiaotian's dantian qi sea was spinning ever faster, it could not at all absorb the internal breath Li Yuncong had penetrated; on the contrary, his internal breath was drawn out by Li Yuncong through the gap in the dantian. Li Yuncong is truly the only person who has fully mastered the Void Great Technique. Hu Xiaotian's internal breath was like a river released from a gate, surging out along his own meridians, flowing from Li Yuncong's palm into his body.

Li Yuncong, while absorbing Hu Xiaotian's internal energy, also attempted to transform it, but he quickly discovered a vexing problem: even using the Void Great Technique, he could not transform Hu Xiaotian's internal energy.

At that moment a furious roar came from behind: "Old thief! Release my third uncle!" It was Xiong Tianba, who after causing chaos at the horse paddock had also set several tents ablaze, now coming to meet Hu Xiaotian. Unexpectedly, upon seeing the scene before him, Xiong Tianba saw Hu Xiaotian motionless, with an elderly Dangyi tribesman's palm pressed against his back. In desperation, he flung the great hammer from his hand, spinning it toward Li Yuncong's forehead as a greeting.

Li Yuncong didn't even look; with a swing of his left arm, a resounding "Dang!" his fist smashed the iron hammer, sending it flying far away to strike an unfortunate Dangyi tribesman, blasting his brains out and killing him on the spot.

Xiong Tianba roared, "Let go!" He raised the remaining great hammer in his hand and charged forward, the hammer striking Li Yuncong's head. Li Yuncong reached out with his left hand and seized the hammer; Xiong Tianba tried to wrench it away with brute strength, but unexpectedly the opponent's palm seemed to have suction, firmly gripping the hammer, and along with it, Xiong Tianba's body was tightly attached to the hammer shaft.

Although Xiong Tianba possessed heaven-shaking divine strength, before Li Yuncong, a master of this caliber, he was still no match. Li Yuncong wasn't worried about Xiong Tianba; what truly troubled him was Hu Xiaotian, whose internal energy ceaselessly surged into his dantian qi sea, yet Li Yuncong could not successfully transform it. What frightened him even more was that after Hu Xiaotian's internal breath entered his dantian, it became scorching hot, like fire burning. Li Yuncong began to realize things were seriously amiss; the only recourse now was to seal his own dantian qi sea to prevent Hu Xiaotian's internal energy from continually pouring in. Since he could not transform it for his own use, Hu Xiaotian's rich internal energy would not benefit him but would instead harm his body.

When Li Yuncong tried to seal his dantian qi sea, he encountered another extremely severe problem: he simply could not seal it. Hu Xiaotian's internal energy, flowing through the meridians connecting the two of them, frenziedly surged into his dantian qi sea. If this continued, Li Yuncong would soon die from his dantian rapidly swelling. In a short time his mood plummeted from elation to despair; just moments ago he had wanted to take all of Hu Xiaotian's internal energy for himself, now he wanted nothing more than to immediately block Hu Xiaotian's internal energy from outside, but no matter how hard he tried, it was to no avail—Hu Xiaotian's scorching internal energy coalesced into a rolling hot stream that frenziedly poured into Li Yuncong's dantian qi sea.

Li Yuncong finally understood what "drawing fire upon oneself" meant; he felt his dantian qi sea rapidly expanding due to the influx of heterogeneous true qi, nearing the limit he could bear. Li Yuncong silently cursed his misfortune: he could not seal his dantian qi sea, nor could he stop Hu Xiaotian's frenzied infusion of internal energy. To preserve his own dantian qi sea, the only option was to quickly relieve pressure. His gaze fell on Xiong Tianba—the only person available to use. Xiong Tianba, immobilized by Li Yuncong's hold, was cursing incessantly. Then Li Yuncong suddenly released the hammer, preparing to launch an attack, but instead he slapped the hammer away with one palm, then struck Xiong Tianba's crown of the head with another palm.

Although Xiong Tianba was bold, he couldn't help but have his soul flee and scatter in fright; this old fellow's martial prowess was so formidable that a single slap seemed to threaten his life. Yet he did not suffer brain rupture; instead he felt a mighty, vast force pour into his body from the top of his head.

If there were no other choice, how could Li Yuncong bear to give away the internal energy he had painstakingly acquired? Moreover, the internal energy Hu Xiaotian had poured into his dantian qi sea was something he could not control at all, let alone channel into Xiong Tianba's body; he could only command his own original internal energy, so he ended up merely benefiting that foolish simpleton Xiong Tianba for nothing.

Although Hu Xiaotian's internal breath was continuously escaping his body, his mind remained clear; he did not realize he also faced trouble. He secretly mused, if he allowed Li Yuncong to absorb his internal energy, even if his internal energy were strong he would soon run dry. Thus his plan now was to dispel distracting thoughts, strengthen the suction force of his dantian's qi sea, and strive to seal its gap.

Xiong Tianba's body trembled incessantly, his mouth uttering "putt-putt-putt-putt" nonstop; this fellow secretly thought, I am surely going to die this time. (To be continued~^~)