Chapter 58

"You are the person with the highest cultivation in the Yin family at Qi Refinement Level 5?" Wang Yu looked somewhat surprised.

"The Yin family suffered a great catastrophe years ago; the Foundation Establishment Ancestor and a group of elite clansmen all perished in this disaster. Otherwise, how could the Yin family have become like this?"

"However, as long as you join the Four Symbols Sect, our Yin family can continue to remain in this Cuiyun Mountain spirit domain, and there will be a chance for prosperity again in the future." Yin Linglong saw Wang Yu's confusion and explained briefly.

"A spirit domain! Does this Cuiyun Mountain have a spirit vein?" Wang Yu's spirits lifted upon hearing this.

"Of course it does. Although it is only a first-rank small spirit vein, it is enough to satisfy the needs of a family."

"This room is a guest room within the family head's courtyard; the spiritual Qi is even purer than in other places. You should cultivate well here, and I will have Xiao Mei prepare auxiliary cultivation items for you."

"Every bit of progress you make in your cultivation now will be of great help during the entry test." Yin Linglong instructed.

Wang Yu agreed immediately upon hearing this, but then proposed wanting to see the miscellaneous books collected by the Yin family.

Yin Linglong thought for a moment, agreed, and gave him a key to the family head's library in the courtyard.

The next day.

Wang Yu sat cross-legged on a wooden bed, with a pale yellow meditation cushion beneath him, and a green incense burner beside him, inside which was inserted a brown incense candle, emitting a refreshing sandalwood fragrance.

Wang Yu's eyes were slightly closed, his hands were placed on his knees, and as he inhaled and exhaled, wisps of faint cold air appeared and disappeared on his body surface.

The third day.

Wang Yu looked at the bowl and plate placed on the table, his eyes widening.

In the bowl were huge, pale yellow rice grains, each the size of a finger, crystal clear and plump, making one's appetite soar at first glance.

On the plate was a palm-sized piece of crimson meat, with a layer of emerald green liquid poured over the surface, emitting a thick medicinal fragrance.

"Spirit rice," "Monster beast meat."

Wang Yu muttered a few times, his face full of a happy expression.

The fifth day.

Inside a room of fifty or sixty square meters.

Wang Yu stood in front of dense bookshelves, quickly flipping through a thick book in his hand, with crystal light vaguely visible in the depths of his eyes.

On the surface of the book was written "Introduction to Pharmacy."

One day, half a month later.

Wang Yu was in the room, meditating and breathing in spiritual Qi, feeling his mana increasing bit by bit, when suddenly there was a commotion and messy footsteps outside the main door.

"Young Master Meng, you cannot go in; inside is the family head's guest." The panicked voice of the maid Xiao Mei came from outside the door, trying to stop him.

"Get out of the way! I want to see what kind of guest it is that my sister actually used my cultivation resources for him. It's caused my recent cultivation to have almost no effect."

An angry young boy's voice came out, followed by a "clatter" as the main door was kicked open.

A young boy in a brocade robe with a face full of pockmarks rushed in, and as soon as he saw Wang Yu on the bed, he pointed with one hand while glaring with both eyes:

"You..."

Wang Yu didn't wait for the boy to say anything; he flashed off the bed, moved in a blur, circled behind the boy, grabbed him by the collar, and threw him backward casually.

"Puff."

The boy was thrown out of the door like trash, landing in the flowers and plants in the courtyard outside, falling face-first, and couldn't climb up for a long time.

"Clatter."

The main door was closed again by Wang Yu, and at the same time, his faint voice came from the room:

"This time, I am only giving a warning. If you come in again, the first time I will break your hand, the second time I will break your leg, and if you dare to make noise outside, I will smash your mouth."

It became quiet outside for a moment, with only the boy's low groans remaining; he seemed truly frightened and didn't dare to make too much noise for a while.

"Your Excellency is quite overbearing. Do you know who you hit? Even if you are the family head's guest, this absolutely cannot be let go." Another strange man's voice came, the voice suppressing anger.

"If you are not convinced, you can come in and try it yourself." Wang Yu had already returned to the bed and said with a cold laugh immediately.

Having killed Qi Refinement mid-stage opponents and even escaped from the hands of sect disciples, he naturally wouldn't be frightened by the other party.

"Good, good, good. Then I will learn a trick or two first." The man outside the house laughed out of extreme anger, and as soon as his voice fell, the main door was kicked open again.

This time, it was a young man with a scar on his face, sturdy in build, who rushed in while wielding a thick wooden stick.

Cold light flashed in Wang Yu's eyes, and he rushed over again from the bed in a blur.

"Go to hell!"

The scarred young man took a deep breath, his two arms suddenly thickened by a circle, the wooden stick in his hand blurred, and he smashed it fiercely toward Wang Yu's head with a vicious wind.

Looking at this scene that seemed familiar, Wang Yu's mouth couldn't help but twitch, but he didn't dodge at all; he raised his right hand and firmly grabbed the front end of the wooden stick in his hand.

"Ah!"

The scarred young man was greatly shocked. He knew what kind of weight his stick had, and immediately let out a loud cry, his arm muscles trembling, wanting to directly flick Wang Yu away.

But Wang Yu opposite him didn't move a bit, and instead, after a hum, his five fingers exerted force, and at the same time, he raised his leg like lightning from beneath him.

With a "bang," the front end of the wooden stick burst and shattered, a wild wind rolled, and a thigh like an iron pillar kicked the scarred young man's abdomen.

"Whoosh."

The scarred young man let out a miserable cry, his figure flew backward, flew seven or eight meters out of the main door, and then fell heavily in the courtyard. Fortunately, he immediately stood up with a carp-like leap, but his face was incomparably pale, without any trace of blood.

"Third Cousin, you..."

The brocade-robed boy was greatly startled and asked timidly.

The scarred young man didn't say a word, turned his head and left, and within the blink of an eye, he walked out of the courtyard gate and disappeared without a trace.

The boy's face changed greatly, and after barely climbing up, he also ran away with his legs.

The green-dressed maid who had been standing outside the door had already been watching, dumbfounded, and after looking at the room door that was tightly closed again, she was speechless for a long time.

After the time it takes to eat a meal, Yin Linglong pushed the door and walked in, and as soon as she saw Wang Yu, she said directly:

"The person who came today is my useless younger brother; he was just instigated by others to come over. The person who made a move later is a cousin of mine who has practiced some body-tempering techniques."

"Those people wanted to see your strength. I don't want to drag this out anymore, so I've already agreed with them to have a competition in three days. As long as you win against the candidate they put forward, you can become a son-in-law of the Yin family."

"Very good, couldn't be better. I've always felt that whoever has the bigger fist has the more reason." Wang Yu said, looking completely unconcerned upon hearing this.

"Don't you want to know who the opponent is?" Yin Linglong wrinkled her delicate nose.

"Who is it? As my fiancée, you will definitely tell me." Wang Yu laughed upon hearing this.

"It's Yu Xiaoming of the Yu family. He is twenty-six years old this year but is already at Qi Refinement Level 6. They made me promise that if this Yu Xiaoming defeats you, he will replace you and marry me, becoming a son-in-law of our Yin family." Yin Linglong said slowly, a trace of anger appearing on her beautiful face.