Chapter 589: Encountering a Challenge Before Returning to the Hall

The female Martial Power stood in the wind; she knew for certain that Zhou You would flee back to Fucheng, but she did not pursue him.

Because she had found something more meaningful.

The Grandmaster Mark.

After this object appeared, things like harvesting and replenishing, or whether Zhou You lived or died, all became inconsequential.

Within the Human Seed Sect, there was a secret technique for plundering the Grandmaster Mark, which she happened to possess.

The female Martial Power raised her slender palm, flawless like a work of art, with graceful lines as if carved from fine jade; only a smear of fresh blood on her fingertip slightly marred the overall aesthetic.

This drop of blood, taken from Zhou You's lower abdomen, held great mystery.

As a Martial Power, her actions were faster than her thoughts; upon discovering that Zhou You possessed the Grandmaster Mark, she immediately made the optimal response.

"Zhou You, Hall Master Zhou, it cannot be helped; Yufu'er will also have to change her plans and bear a child for you."

She murmured softly, then backhanded a finger into her own lower abdomen; the wound writhed like an infant suckling mother's milk.

A moment later, she withdrew her fingertip, and there was no trace of blood left; her lower abdomen also returned to being smooth, without a hint of excess fat.

"The seed has already been planted, just waiting for ten months to pass..."

This secret technique was called the Extinction of Human Relations Blood-Fetus Nurturing Mother Art; the specific procedure was for the female Martial Power to 'borrow a seed' and become pregnant with Zhou You's bloodline descendant, using the power of the bloodline to establish a connection.

When the ten months of pregnancy were up and she was about to give birth, she would use this secret technique to transfer Zhou You's Grandmaster Mark into the body of his direct descendant.

Before the child was born, while still in the mother's womb, the Grandmaster Mark would be equivalent to being inside the female Martial Power.

The final and crucial point was for the fetus to feed back into the mother, with the flesh, blood, and the Grandmaster Mark all being seized by the female Martial Power for her own.

Because this method was too vicious—as the infant about to be born was equivalent to a life, and the mother killing her own fetus was truly an extinction of human relations.

Therefore, this method had always been a taboo of the Human Seed Sect.

When the female Martial Power first heard of this method, she found it incredible; how could such a good thing exist in this world?

Anyone who possessed a Grandmaster Mark was a heaven-favored child, beloved by all, and protected tightly; where would there be an opportunity to 'borrow a seed'? But she had not expected her luck to be so good that she actually encountered a wild one.

"Giving birth to a child while still a virgin, I can be considered a freak of the Human Seed Sect."

The female Martial Power laughed at herself; she had always kept herself pure precisely to find a target she favored to borrow a seed and give birth to a descendant with the talent of a grandmaster.

But after meeting Zhou You, her thoughts changed; it was more appropriate for her to become a grandmaster herself.

"Good child, don't blame your mother for being heartless; once Mother breaks through to become a grandmaster, I will certainly produce an even more excellent younger brother or sister for you."

"As for your father, who knows nothing..."

The female Martial Power looked toward Fucheng, a smile on her lips, "Let him live for another ten months."

Once the Grandmaster Mark was transferred, Zhou You would become an empty shell, a useless waste; to wash away the shame of 'borrowing a seed,' she would inevitably have to kill Zhou You to silence him and bury this secret.

She just did not yet know what ten months of pregnancy meant; when the ten months were up, would she be able to harden her heart? Zhou You was temporarily unaware of all this.

Zhou You ran for thousands of miles in one breath, panting, always feeling as if he were being watched.

The panel gave a prompt, "Trial Project (Seven-Star): Face the tiger-like gaze of a Martial Power, save your life and retreat unscathed, completed."

Why? His mind was full of questions; the female Martial Power was not injured, so why did she not pursue him?

The panel's prompt conflicted with his guess, especially since that feeling like a maggot on a tarsal bone had not yet dissipated.

Various inconsistencies made him suspicious and uneasy.

Unknowingly, he had reached the boundary of Fucheng, and the tall, majestic city walls were on the horizon. "Hall Master Zhou."

The city guards saw Zhou You and bowed respectfully; once he had walked far away, they immediately called out to their companions.

"Hurry, go to the Jingui Martial Arts Hall, the Thousand Faces Hall, and the Rare Treasures Pavilion to inform them that Hall Master Zhou has returned safely."

It turned out that after Pei Li and the others returned to Fucheng, they had specifically sent people to ask the guards at the major city gates to notify them immediately upon seeing any sign of Zhou You, with a heavy reward offered.

Zhou You was full of doubts, eager to return to the martial arts hall to find a quiet place to analyze the situation.

Upon reaching the entrance of the Daqian Martial Arts Hall, he saw the open space in front of the door bustling with a crowd, accompanied by the sounds of fists and feet colliding and wind whistling.

"What is going on?"

He heard a shout, it was the voice of Qi Qingdi, "I concede."

Thud, a person was sent flying, falling heavily to the ground not far away, crashing into seven or eight onlookers.

Qi Qingdi touched his forehead, his sweat warm; he exhaled and looked ahead, "Who else?"

Behind him, Zuo Shier whispered a persuasion, "Qingdi, take a rest, let Zuo Lv and the others handle a few matches."

Today, the Daqian Martial Arts Hall was being challenged; the Hall Master Zhou You was not home, and Qi Qingdi was leading a group of disciples to fight as the Young Hall Master.

The group challenging the hall had come from out of town; they had once been a large-scale martial arts hall, and even after traveling and losing disciples, they still had the scale of seven or eight martial masters.

The leader was a Senior Martial Master, and he was in the prime of his life.

"Qi Qingdi, you are a Primary Martial Master, and to have won several matches in a row is quite extraordinary; if Zhou You were still here and had sufficient time to cultivate you, you might have achieved something in the future."

"It is a pity that your Hall Master cannot come back."

The Senior Martial Master's voice was like a stone causing a thousand ripples, and the Daqian Martial Arts Hall camp erupted in curses.

He smiled and did not refute; this news was still being kept secret. If it weren't for someone reminding him, he wouldn't have known that Zhou You had encountered a Martial Power on his way back from Chongguang Cheng and had sacrificed himself to cover for the others.

Although the Thousand Faces Hall and the Rare Treasures Pavilion tried their best to cover up the news, as time passed, it could no longer be hidden.

He had launched this challenge before everyone else precisely to seize this coveted family business.

The land and property of the Daqian Martial Arts Hall, as well as that Merit Cauldron of constitutional status, were treasures that made countless martial masters' hearts race.

"Nonsense, Master is out and will be back soon."

Qi Qingdi shouted loudly; no matter what the other side said, he had to refute it to stabilize the morale of his side.

The Senior Martial Master sneered, "Today I will step through the gates of this martial arts hall and kick down the plaque, so you can see if Zhou You will come back to take revenge on me."

As he spoke, he raised his arm, which instantly stretched seven or eight meters, and it looked as if he was about to tear down the Daqian Martial Arts Hall plaque.

Suddenly, Zhou You's calm voice rang out, "Is that so?"

A Black Cloud Spear thrust out from a gap in the crowd, sparing innocent passersby and directly severing the extended arm of the Advanced Martial Master.

The next moment, Zhou You squeezed out from the crowd, reached out to grip the spear handle, unified his waist and body, and thrust straight at the Advanced Martial Master.

"Such audacity, trespassing on my grounds and taking advantage of others; do you take me, Zhou You, for a pushover?"

"You have broken the taboos by challenging my school; don't even mention yourself, none of these disciples and followers of yours will live."

It was the opponent's bad luck; Zhou You was in a foul mood, having wanted some peace and quiet after returning, only to see this bunch bullying his disciple, causing the killing intent in his heart to surge uncontrollably.

I may not be able to beat the strong, but can't I beat you?

(End of this chapter)