Chapter 85: A New Perplexing Passive Skill
“Dead? How is that possible!”
A sharp voice cried, its tone full of disbelief.
Han Ming couldn’t believe this piece of news at all. His younger brother, Han Qi, had died just like that? Wasn’t he in the sect?
He really couldn’t imagine how much of a waste Han Qi was to be killed in his sect.
He didn’t even have ti to send out a distress signal? How strong was this opponent to be able to do this?
Han Ming was in the dark about why Han Qi hadn’t even had ti to send out a distress signal.
It was entirely because Han Qi had used the Heaven-Sealing Formation to seal off that area. This had rendered him unable to send out a distress signal.
Arrogance and overconfidence were the main reasons Han Qi had ended up like that.
“I don’t care about anything else! I have to get the Purple Jade Bell back! That’s the foundation of my Han Clan!”
Han Ming quickly cald down. Actually, he didn’t care about Han Qi’s life or death at all, but he had to get the Purple Jade Bell back.
One had to know that the Purple Jade Bell was a top-grade soul artifact. Under the constant nurturing of the Han ancestors, it had already begun to transform into a spiritual artifact.
It was believed that after several generations of hard work, the Purple Jade Bell would be able to transform into a true spiritual artifact.
One spiritual artifact was enough to allow the Han Clan to live in safety. Even if the Tri-Gu Sect collapsed, the Han Clan would still be able to establish a foothold in this area.
It was challenging to forge spiritual artifacts, so clans would nurture top-grade soul artifacts in hopes that they would transform into spiritual artifacts.
That’s right! So top-grade soul artifacts could transform into spiritual artifacts.
One had to use the stupid thod of nurturing a soul artifact in the Soul Altar, bathing it in soul power until it gave birth to a spirit.
Once the soul artifact gave birth to a spirit, it ant that it had already begun to transform in the direction of a spiritual artifact.
However, if one wanted to completely transform a soul artifact into a spiritual artifact, it would require a long period of nurturing.
Sotis, even the nurturing of a few generations was not enough to transform a soul artifact. Only those ancient clans could transform a soul artifact into a spiritual artifact after more than ten generations of hard work.
The Han Clan was an ancient clan in this area, and they had taken root there way before the Tri-Gu Sect was established.
After its establishnt, the Tri-Gu Sect had swept through this area, forcing the Han Clan to swear their allegiance.
The founding Tri-Gu Sect Leader had taken away all of the Han Clan’s heritage soul artifacts, and the only soul artifact they had managed to hide was the Purple Jade Bell.
The Han Clan was also cautious, allowing the most talented cultivator in the clan to nurture it.
As the genius of the Han Clan’s younger generation, Han Qi had beco a Grade-8 Soul Altar cultivator before the age of 20. Thus, the Purple Jade Bell had been bestowed to Han Qi for safekeeping.
This was because the Han Clan had already withered to this day. The elder with the highest cultivation in the entire clan was only a Grad-7 Soul Altar cultivator.
This elder was also Han Qi’s grandfather.
As for Han Ming, he was the successor of another branch of the main branch and was not blood-related to Han Qi.
Even though Han Ming was slightly stronger, the Purple Jade Bell had still fallen into Han Qi’s hands.
It was also because of this matter that Han Ming was dissatisfied, but there was nothing he could do.
‘Damn it! I’ve said it long ago! Let take care of the Purple Jade Bell! Look at what happened now!’
The more Han Ming thought about it, the angrier he got. If they had given the Purple Jade Bell to him, such a situation wouldn’t have occurred.
It was a catastrophe! Soone else had taken away the clan’s foundation-class resource, extinguishing the Han Clans’ last hope of rising again.
Han Qi had broken through to the Soul Altar realm at a young age, and the Purple Jade Bell was handed to him. Thus, no matter how they tried to discipline him, Han Qi beca conceited. This kind of personality would definitely be smashed to pieces if he encountered so fiend.
‘But it just so happens that I can use this matter to deal with that old fellow! He’s already half-buried, and he still thinks that he’s the clan leader who stands by his word!’
At that mont, Han Ming thought that if that old fellow died, then he would be the only Soul Altar cultivator left in the Han Clan.
…
Zhou Feng recuperated back on Bitter Bamboo Peak, and his previous injuries had mostly recovered.
At that mont, he received an apology gift from the Flying Eagle Society.
“An apology gift from the Flying Eagle Society? Their reaction is actually so fast!”
Zhou Feng looked at the gift box in front of him and was sowhat curious. He didn’t expect the Flying Eagle Society to react so quickly. Presumably, they had investigated his true cultivation.
After all, he didn’t deliberately hide his cultivation.
Moreover, when he broke through to the Soul Altar realm, almost all the true disciples learned that a Bitter Bamboo fellow had broken through to the Soul Altar realm.
If the Flying Eagle Society asked their backer to take action, they would learn about his true cultivation in no ti.
He opened the gift box and noticed a… head inside? This head was even slightly warm.
“Zhao Wu?”
Zhou Feng frowned as he recognized the head. It was Zhao Wu. He still had a trace of fear on his face while his eyes betrayed his confusion and regret.
Just from these few points, it could be seen how desperate and confused Zhao Wu had been when he died.
Zhou Feng speculated Zhao Wu had not even understood why his Flying Eagle Society’s comrades had attacked and killed him.
Zhao Wu had even made a plan of how to dispose of Zhou Feng. After all, the stronger Zhou Feng beca, the more uneasy Zhao Wu felt in his heart. This was a huge hidden danger.
Unfortunately, Zhao Wu had been executed before realizing his plans.
The reason they had killed him was simple. Zhou Feng had broken through to the Soul Altar realm, and the Flying Eagle Society had offended him before learning of this because of Zhao Wu.
‘The weak are prey to the strong! This is truly the law of the jungle!’
Zhou Feng had nothing more to comnt on in his heart.
After breaking through to the Soul Altar realm, Zao Wu no longer posed any threat to him.
Back at the outer sect, Zhou Feng had been sowhat afraid of Zhao Wu, an inner disciple at the Qi Condensation realm!
Later on, Zhou Feng beca an inner disciple and could sohow ignore Zhao Wu. The latter had even had to avoid him after the martial arts competition.
But now, Zhou Feng didn’t even need to make a move. His reputation was enough to end Zhao Wu’s life.
‘I’ll go report to the dicine Tower tonight!’
Another enemy had disappeared. Zhou Feng’s current enemies were the ones from Han Qi’s side.
Given Han Qi’s strength, he shouldn’t be able to provoke them for the ti being. Thus, he planned to go to the dicine Tower tonight to lay low and sort out his own situation.
After contemplating for so ti, Zhou Feng focused his attention on his passive skills.
He opened the skill panel and noticed that the progress bar was full again!
This speed seed a little abnormal!
How could he draw passive skills again? What was the reason for this?
He pondered for so ti but was unable to find an answer. Whatever! It was always good to be able to draw passive skills.
“Draw!”
The progress bar on the skill panel began to reset with his command.
“Drawing…”
“Drawing successful!”
Zhou Feng gained a new passive skill.
“This passive…”
A strange expression appeared on Zhou Feng’s face as he checked the new passive skill. It was a perplexing one!
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