Chapter 284: Luring the Snake Out of Its Hole

The two young masters who returned home immediately found their father and expressed their desire to study under the Master.

The high official wore a complex expression; hearing his two good-for-nothing sons voluntarily ask to study moved him deeply.

But would that Master really be willing to teach his two sons?

He still knew what kind of temperament his sons had.

You at least have this intention; as your father, I'll go tell the Master and see if he's willing to teach you two.

Good, Dad!

We are sincerely earnest!

The high official took his two sons to Wang Jie's residence, a secret chamber within his own home that ordinary people would hardly find, and moreover Wang Jie had placed a formation restriction on it, making it hard even for cultivators to detect.

I, the lowly official, request an audience with Master Wang.

What is it?

The high official respectfully said: "Master, my two good-for-nothing sons intend to study; I don't know if you could grant them favor and see if they have the aptitude."

"Aptitude? Hmph, if your two sons who only know carousing had any aptitude, that would be unjust." Wang Jie snorted coldly.

The high official fell to his knees with a thud and pleaded: "Master Wang, we have only these two sons; I don't ask for them to have great abilities, but at least after I die they could have a place to stand. Master Wang, please."

Thud thud.

The high official kowtowed, but there was no movement from inside.

After a while, Wang Jie grew impatient, came out and saw the high official still kowtowing: "Enough, enough, stop the nonsense and bring me to see them."

Thank you, Master, thank you, Master!

Wang Jie came out and, following the high official, saw inside the two young masters whose bodies had been drained by drink and lust.

Upon seeing Wang Jie, the young masters froze.

The high official gestured frantically from the side, waving his hand.

The two then reacted, hurriedly knelt and said: "Please, Master, teach us!"

Wang Jie looked at them disdainfully, approached, and extended his spiritual sense to examine them closely.

"Oh? They actually have aptitude." Wang Jie chuckled, feeling resigned.

Although aptitude is innate, if one is unaware of it or never uses it, it will gradually fade.

The high official, even more excited, asked: "Master Wang, can they cultivate like you?"

Although it's unlikely they'll reach my level, reaching the Lianqi Phase is no problem. But I must say first: their bodies drained by drink and lust make the pure cultivation path unlikely. I mainly practice turbid cultivation; given their current deficiency, they must follow my secret technique, needing daily a virgin to harvest yin and supplement yang to fill their deficiency before they can properly begin cultivation.

"One each day... how long would that take?" the high official hesitated.

We can't be looking for two virgins every day, can we?

"Then it depends on their resolve; if quick, two or three months will suffice." Wang Jie laughed lightly and tossed over a secret manual.

"Practice as written; don't bother me with anything else."

Thank you, Master!

When the high official happily picked up the cultivation manual, he and his two sons began to flip through it.

Meanwhile,

Wang Jie returned to the secret chamber, narrowed his eyes in thought: "Who left a mark on those two playboys?"

Although he didn't know who it was, Wang Jie had already captured that aura and could fully trace the source with it.

But if this is the other party's scheme, deliberately luring him in, what then?

Wang Jie felt the aura wrapped in magic power in his palm; it was at most at the peak of the Lianqi Phase.

"Come on! It seems I'm being watched; a Lianqi Phase peak cultivator actively contacting two playboys is suspicious—perhaps they've already discovered my identity." Wang Jie turned and left the high official's home under cover of night.

To avoid alarming the cultivators in the city, Wang Jie also refrained from slaughtering the father and son trio; they were lucky.

Wang Jie isn't foolish; when it's time to cut losses, cut them. Since danger looms, leaving promptly is paramount— a noble person does not stand beneath a crumbling wall.

Moreover, the dangers in this world are too many to explain; even if not aimed at him, since someone deliberately approached, it's best to avoid conflict.

"I need to find a new place; the populace of Qian Dao Huang Du is thriving, but I can't stay there permanently. The cultivators of Xuan Qian Dao have withdrawn, and many loose cultivators in the city have vanished—truly strange."

Wang Jie had previously felt this place was eerie, but could never find the source.

He originally needed a place with bustling populace for cultivation, not hoping to cultivate near a crowded market, but the region of Ba Dao Huang Du is also a decent cultivation ground.

For turbid cultivation, spiritual energy is important, but not as important as the bustling red dust. This is not only because most cultivation resources can be taken from the mundane, but more importantly, places with heavy turbidity are few, mostly controlled by sect powers, and mundane places are also not options for loose cultivators.

To put it bluntly, mortals are also a resource; the Ba Dao Xuan Men protect them for the sake of populace. And Wang Jie's cultivation also requires populace.

Sometimes crafting an Accumulation Device still requires flesh and bone marrow; one can't abandon cultivation just out of fear.

As he thought, Wang Jie quickly left Qian Dao Huang Du and arrived outside the city.

Huh?!

Wang Jie immediately halted his steps, seeing a cultivator standing on the official road outside the city, his heart sinking.

Who are you?

You're Wang Jie, right?

Wang Jie snorted coldly: "It seems you've been waiting specially to lure me into a trap!"

"Humph, I advise you to surrender quietly, lest I beat you half to death." The speaker stepped forward—it was Pang De's face.

Is that all you've got?

The two wasted no words and began fighting outside the city.

Hearing the commotion, Yan Buji and Hu Bing rushed over at once; before the city's cultivators noticed, they needed to take down the opponent quickly, otherwise with numbers it would be hard to say.

"Senior Brother Pang, I'll come help!" Hu Bing, seeing the battle in full swing, also seized his longsword and charged forward, creating a two-on-one situation.

Yan Buji stood aside, scouting the formation, watching for any other people appearing around.

Seeing Wang Jie draw his spine sword and erupt with a mighty aura, Yan Buji carefully sensed it.

"The pressure isn't as terrifying as before; although there's still an invisible sense of oppression now, I can already bear it."

Wang Jie was startled by the aura left behind by Yan Buji, and his voluntary departure exactly matched what Yan Buji had in mind.

He had guessed that either Wang Jie would come looking for him, or he would simply run away; it looks like the latter.

But his lack of reaction makes it hard for Yan Buji and the others to act.

Because the opponent is cautious, anticipating this point naturally causes them to show an opening.

The two senior brothers were also effective; as soon as the opponent employed the Spine-Center Sword, they promptly produced a formation disk radiating starlight hues and activated it.

"Earth Fiend Suppress Demon Grand Formation?! You're from Qing Mountain Sect?!" Wang Jie felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, sensing the murderous qi that suddenly rose around him surge into the surrounding space, restricting all his movements, and he couldn't help but shout.

"Wang Jie, surrender!"