Chapter 209: What Are Jia Family Scheming??
Although Chu Feng knew they would definitely seek revenge, it had only been a few days. Were they so foolish as to lack even this bit of restraint?
"Chu Ge, it's like this. The family received news that the Jia family paid a huge price to let Jia Xuanti enter the Purple Yang Divine Spring for cultivation. It is said that the Purple Yang Divine Spring is as famous as the Imperial Dragon Pool, extrely magical, capable of rebirth and rapid cultivation," Murong Ji explained.
Chu Feng contemplated for a mont and calmly said, "So, the Jia family plans to have Jia Xuanti defeat openly in the year-end competition after he cos out, and then kill ?"
Murong Ji nodded, "Exactly. A friend of mine in the Tianxuan Club, who holds a high position, heard this while drinking with Li Weizhong tonight. He was a bit drunk and shouted these words on the spot."
"Very well, let see how powerful Jia Xuanti, who has bathed in the Purple Yang Divine Spring, truly is." A playful smile curled up on Chu Feng's lips, and he spoke with a cold tone.
If they thought that coming out of the divine spring ant they could kill him, they were gravely mistaken. He didn't mind openly annihilating the Jia family's genius on the martial stage!
Sensing Chu Feng's strong confidence and recalling Chu Feng's terrifying combat power displayed in the gravity room today, Li Yichen and Murong Ji exchanged glances, revealing a trace of relief.
The three began discussing so matters related to the Martial Arts Academy while also delving into the topic of cultivation. Combining his experience, Chu Feng provided the two with so practical guidance, leaving them overjoyed.
After half an hour, Li Yichen and Murong Ji bid farewell and left Villa No. 9.
"It seems trouble is coming. Jia Xuanti, if you seek death, don't bla for being ruthless!" A glint of killing intent flashed in Chu Feng's eyes. After a while, he slowly suppressed the killing intent and picked up the ancient beast skin scroll again.
"It looks like I'll have to master the Vase Seal before the year-end competition!" Chu Feng muttered to himself.
Sitting on the ditation cushion, his brain operated rapidly like a quantum computer, deducing the Vase Seal. Soon, he beca imrsed in the artistic conception of the Vase Seal, unable to extricate himself.
Days passed without notice, and one clear morning.
In the training room of Villa No. 9, a simple and ancient vase suddenly appeared above Chu Feng's head. It emitted a flowing cyan light, crystal clear. The vase was unadorned but engraved with nurous runes, filled with a faint aura of Dao.
Chu Feng ford a mysterious mark with both hands, and the vase imdiately absorbed the essence of heaven and earth, radiating divine brilliance. An endless killing intent surged, as if it could crush everything.
"Crack, crack..."
An irritating sound echoed continuously. The formations in the training room showed signs of breaking under the terrifying power of the Vase Seal.
At the sa ti, Chu Feng felt that his Gang Qi had completely disappeared, all consud.
The Vase Seal imdiately shrank into a mark, disappearing into his body.
"What a powerful Vase Seal! Even a trace of its power, albeit insignificant, surpasses all my techniques!" A brilliant light burst from Chu Feng's eyes.
At the sa ti, a hint of lancholy flashed across his face. "Unfortunately! My cultivation is too weak. Consuming all my Gang Qi only barely condensed this. It seems that after the year-end competition, I need to hurry up and gather the five elental spirit objects."
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