Chapter 125

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu ignored Kang Wuhen behind him and flew straight back into the cave in the mountainside.

He walked to the pool beside the stone room, took a small bottle from his bosom, fed each of the two small crocodiles a black pill, then returned to the stone room, sat cross-legged on the cushion, closed his eyes, and said:

"Taiyuan, enter the login interface."

After being enveloped by white light, he appeared in the silver-white hall and sat directly on the metal chair.

Wang Yu verified through the red light above his head, skillfully input all the information he heard in today's lecture on the virtual keyboard in front of him, then stared at the giant screen in front and gave an order:

"Taiyuan, use the wind attribute spell spirit pattern diagram and the fire attribute spell spirit pattern diagram to deduce a dual-layer mixed small spell spirit pattern diagram. Direction: strengthen flame power and attack speed."

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant golden funnel appeared on the giant screen. Countless spirit pattern symbols and spirit pattern diagrams flashed rapidly on the funnel; these were all the various spell spirit pattern diagrams he had collected over the years.

Finally, the symbol on the golden funnel on the screen displayed 73%.

"Deduction reserve information exceeds 50%. Can deduce dual-layer mixed small spell spirit pattern diagram. Perfect deduction probability 73%, deduction failure probability 7%, sub-par deduction probability 20%."

A mechanical voice echoed in the hall.

"Still missing so much deduction information. It seems I have mastered too few wind attribute spell spirit pattern diagrams. When I have time, I must make a few more trips to the Scripture Library and strive to comprehend all the spells." Wang Yu muttered upon seeing this.

Following this, he said "Exit login interface," and he vanished amidst the swirling white light.

"Kang Wuhen."

After Wang Yu opened his eyes, he muttered to himself, then took out a yellow talisman from his body, said a few words to it, and flicked his wrist. The talisman turned into a streak of white light and flew away from the window.

After a short while, another transmission talisman flew in from outside the window. After circling in front of Wang Yu, it ignited in the wind, turning into a ball of raging fire.

"Wang Shidi, why are you asking me about Kang Wuhen? Did you provoke him? But didn't you refuse to see him before?"

Zhou Chu's surprised voice came from the flames.

"What, the person who wanted to see me last time was this Kang Wuhen?" Wang Yu was also stunned upon hearing this.

"That's right. Kang Wuhen possesses the bloodline of the high-rank monster Leopard-Scaled Beast, and he has dual gold and earth spirit roots. He also cultivates the most overbearing Sharp Metal Art of the Qi Refinement stage. His cultivation might not be the highest among inner sect disciples, but his strength is definitely one of the best. But most importantly, the Sect Master of our sect is also surnamed Kang." Zhou Chu said with deep meaning at the end.

"I understand. Many thanks to Zhou Shixiong for telling me." Wang Yu was somewhat enlightened and thanked the flames.

"Haha, this is only because it's Wang Shidi. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't dare reveal so much."

Zhou Chu's light laughter came from the flames, and then there was no more sound.

Wang Yu rolled his sleeve, and the flames vanished instantly.

"Sect Master Kang."

He muttered, and the image of an old man with a three-filtered long beard and a withered, thin figure couldn't help but appear in his mind.

Having offended this 'Kang Shixiong' with such a great background, he was afraid he really had quite a bit of trouble.

It seemed he had to hurry and cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refinement.

Wang Yu then took out a pale silver bottle from his bosom, poured out a deep blue pill with three pale silver patterns, and swallowed it.

He closed his eyes and began to circulate the sixth level of the Fire Spirit Art, his heart filled with endless anticipation for this top-grade Yuan-Increasing Pill that could increase his cultivation by several years in one go.

More than ten days later, another transmission talisman flew into the stone room.

A moment later, Wang Yu put the two small crocodiles in the pool into his spirit beast bag and hurriedly left this place.

A few days later, Wang Yu landed in the valley where the Yin family was temporarily stationed, riding his mechanical flying bird.

In the Yin family's council hall, Yin Linglong, Wang Yu, and several Yin family elders were gathered together, discussing something with solemn expressions.

"So, the Thousand Bamboo Sect gave two spots for that first-rank large spirit vein in Taishui Mountain. After some bickering, you families who haven't been allocated spirit veins decided to determine the ownership of these two spots based on strength." Wang Yu sat beside Yin Linglong and asked slowly.

"Yes, husband. Only about two-thirds of the families who successfully retreated from Tongzhou to Jingzhou this time remain. Among them, more than twenty large families were given priority in spirit vein allocation. But the remaining sixty-plus families are all small families, and the number of spirit vein family spots the Thousand Bamboo Sect brought out is at most fifteen or sixteen. Almost four families have to fight for one spot.

And our Yin family is the weakest among the small families. Originally, the family head had already given up on fighting for this spirit vein spot, preparing to wait until you, husband, became an official artifact refiner. But unexpectedly, after discussion and deliberation by other families, it was finally decided to determine the ownership of this spot through a competition. Moreover, one can invite outside help, but this outside help must be a family's retainer or a relative of the family fighting for the spot.

I heard from the family head that although you, husband, are only at the mid-stage of Qi Refinement, your strength is astonishing. In the rearguard action back then, you even personally killed a demonic path inner sect disciple, so they wanted to..." A white-haired Yin family elder said with some hesitation.

"You want me to personally take action to help you grab a spot." Wang Yu interrupted and asked.

"I am truly ashamed. With our Yin family's strength, we really cannot pick a clansman who can go onto the arena to compete with other families." The elder said with shame.

Wang Yu nodded and fell into deep thought.

"Husband, although the spirit vein is very important to our Yin family, this matter also needs to be done according to one's ability. If you feel there is no certainty or if it is inconvenient, the Yin family can choose not to participate in this competition. We can completely wait until you advance to the late stage of Qi Refinement or become an official artifact refiner before seeking a small spirit vein." Yin Linglong said solemnly to Wang Yu.

"The Yin family has nearly a hundred cultivators. If there is no spirit vein to supply spiritual energy, the cultivation speed will likely be much slower than other families, and it might even delay your cultivation and that of other mid-stage clansmen. In this way, the Yin family's development will fall behind step by step, and the help to me in the future will also become smaller.

Moreover, this time it is just a competition; there is no need to worry about life-threatening dangers. The backers behind other small families are mostly Four Symbols Gate disciples as well. I also happen to want to know my own strength and what position I can rank in the sect..." Wang Yu thought while speaking slowly.

"Linglong, let the Yin family sign up for this competition. Before the competition begins, I will stay in the Yin family for the time being." Wang Yu finally said decisively.

Other Yin family members were overjoyed upon hearing this. Yin Linglong thought for a moment and nodded:

"Since husband has already decided, then let it be so."

That night.

In the study, Wang Yu was flipping through a batch of low-rank spell cultivation classics collected by the Yin family. A graceful figure silently pressed against his back, and a burst of faint fragrance wafted over. Then, a shy voice rang out:

"Husband, it's already late at night, don't you want to rest?"