"Girl Xuan, since the tragic death of your parents, the only thing I can't let go of is you."
"Yeah, I know, if I hadn't been playful before, my strength wouldn't be as bad as it is now."
"Okay, get ready. If nothing can be done tomorrow, leave the sect and go as far away as possible."
After some comfort, Ji Lingxuan left with a tearful voice.
...
In Wanjian City.
Wang Xuan still stayed in the inn. After parting ways with Li Ruoyang and others, he returned to the inn and never came out again.
After swallowing the beast spirit pill, Xiaohu seemed to have changed a lot.
A strong aura loomed, and it seemed to be in the midst of a breakthrough.
Put Xiaohu on the bed, surrounded by spiritual stones.
"Xiaohu, Xiaohu, you must make a breakthrough, eat from me, drink from me. Even those little things haven't been done yet, and you also feel ashamed, right?
When the time comes, if you have the chance, kill that Liu Changqing. How can you let such a despicable and shameless guy live in the world?"
While practicing, he felt Xiaohu's aura gradually becoming stable, and Wang Xuan felt relieved.
If the Eye-catching Magic Pattern Tiger breaks through normally, it shouldn't be able to increase in strength as quickly as Xiaohu.
However, since following Wang Xuan, he has been devouring spirit stones, and occasionally has a feast, such as spirit beasts of various levels, plus many strange beasts on the battlefield of broken veins.
Over time, Xiaohu's bloodline restrictions were broken bit by bit.
Seeing Xiaohu's breakthrough, Wang Xuan himself was actually a little anxious.
If you can break through to the half-step air control realm, then your chances of winning tomorrow's battle will be much greater.
For Wang Xuan, Xiaohu is just the last life guarantee.
With the intervention of the Heavenly Sword Sect and the messengers from the Heavenly Sword Sect, if nothing else happens, Xiaohu should be unable to fight on the battlefield. Then, what will matter will be his strength, his true strength.
Although he is not afraid of Liu Changqing, the endless defense methods on the other side are really a headache.
Thinking of this, he turned his left hand over and several pieces of jade appeared in his hand. Many of them could resist damage and some could increase speed for a short time. After thinking about it, he finally let it go.
As a sword wielder, he has always avoided borrowing external force.
Even if Xiaohu is powerful, sometimes, he doesn't want to use it.
External forces are external forces after all. Only by improving one's own strength can one be truly powerful.
Gather your thoughts and begin to enter a state of cultivation.
By chance, in a certain upper room of the inn, Mr. Qian was sitting opposite two old men in sackcloth.
"God, have you found out Wang Xuan's origins?"
"Go back to the young master and find out everything about him."
I saw an old man in sackcloth hand over a few pieces of paper with Wang Xuan's life written on them.
If Wang Xuan saw the contents on the paper, he would definitely be horrified on the spot.
It can be said that except for the Life Soul Lamp, some of the techniques he practiced, and the changes in his eyes, which are not listed, everything else is basically on it.
Liu Changqing's actions in Xuanyang City, his trip to the Tianying Dynasty, the changes in Princess Danyang, etc. are all covered.
"It seems that Wang Xuan has a lot of experience, but what I don't understand a little bit is how did this guy's eyes recover?"
"Sir, why don't you let your subordinates capture him and search for his soul? Then we can get the answer."
"No, no, no, you can't search for it. I suffered a big loss in the Wanjian Sect just now. I suspect that there is either a treasure or someone in his sea of consciousness..."
Before he finished speaking, the two old men in sackcloth already understood what he meant.
If it's a treasure, it's okay to say that as long as Wang Xuan is killed, the treasure will definitely be in the bag.
If it were something else, such as a remnant soul or something like that, this kind of mysterious existence would probably offend the other party if it moved rashly.
"That......"
"Forget it, that's it. In tomorrow's exchange match, I want to see the strength of him and Liu Changqing. Who is stronger and who is weaker?
If you win, that's fine, but if you really lose, don't blame me for being rude."
"Yes, we will keep an eye on him tomorrow. If nothing can be done, we will save him and let the young master fall into disgrace."
"Well, okay, you can make your own arrangements. I want to try this city's delicacies."
After a while, Mr. Qian came to the street and looked at the streets with people coming and going, with a smile on his face.
"I finally managed to sneak here. No matter what, I have to have fun."
Muttering to himself, it turned out that he had just spotted a place with a name called Silver Hook Gambling House.
After about half an hour, Mr. Qian ducked out of the way and came to the street.
Dusting off the non-existent dust on his robe, he turned his head and glanced at the gambling house, his eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of danger flashing in his eyes.
Sure enough, the next moment, the entire gambling house collapsed.
The sound of shouting and cursing, the sound of breaking the air, and the screams were continuous.
"It's just a good bet. If you have to do some small tricks, it really makes me angry."
The rumbling sound naturally woke up Wang Xuan who was practicing.
With a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he saw the collapsed gambling shop, and at the same time he saw the young masters around him.
Without saying a word, he directly took back his spiritual consciousness.
Given Mr. Qian's previous behavior in the palace, it was impossible for Wang Xuan to take the initiative to communicate with him.
This guy, at first glance, doesn't have a good temper. He can't be offended, but he can still hide.
At the end of the day, several houses collapsed in the city, all of which were the masterpieces of Mr. Qian.
Sect leader Li Wanjian attached great importance to this and immediately sent Elder Sun to accompany him, for fear of offending Mr. Qian.
The other seven families were also given death orders, and some dandy boys and so on were confined at home. If they really offended anyone who shouldn't be offended, annihilation would be a trivial matter.
During practice, time passes very quickly. When Wang Xuan finished his practice, it was already the next morning.