Chapter 10 Severed Arm
Regardless of how you put it, Wang Yu's words were both accusatory and self-pitying. He also positioned himself as being bullied for the sake of the Sect.
It was just that the scene…
Was slightly off. The three arms and three legs, none of them belonged to Wang Yu.
The spectating Spirit Slaves were even more dumbfounded.
Steward Duan took a deep breath. He had publicly supported Wang Yu before, so he couldn't stay out of it now that something had happened.
"I understand. Have a few people carry them away and treat them well. In the future, they will continue to contribute to the Sacred Sect."
"Yes!"
Several people immediately walked out from the lecturers' group and just started to lift them up.
Another steward arrived, it was Steward Liu.
"Stop."
The three Spirit Slave stewards were all at the Late Qi Condensation Stage, still hoping for Foundation Establishment. Their opportunities naturally lay in the hands of the True Disciples behind them.
The Spirit Slave interest disputes were also contests for their three Cultivation Paths.
Steward Liu looked younger, with a lean build and a goatee, wearing a purple Granted Robe and a tall crown.
His expression was cold as he looked at Wang Yu.
"Did you do this?"
Wang Yu was about to repeat his previous rhetoric, but just as he opened his mouth and before he could utter a single word, Steward Liu suddenly roared.
"Still dare to quibble!"
Without another word, he formed his palm into a blade and unleashed a ten-foot Blade Energy (3.3 meters).
Wang Yu was shocked and could only pounce to dodge. The previous three Ice Swords had already exhausted all of his Spirit Power. If not for his high Art attainment and good Spirit Power control, he wouldn't have been able to use them at all.
This Steward Liu was so arrogant, completely different from Wang Yu's previous consideration of his attitude. He didn't know where things had gone wrong.
Steward Duan's expression also changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.
But in the end, he was a step too slow.
Wang Yu dodged in time and was not hit in the torso, but his left hand was not spared. As if the scene was replaying, an arm fell to the ground and was shattered into pieces by the aftershock.
There was no possibility of reattachment!
Wherever the Blade Energy passed, it left extremely deep marks on the Bluestone ground, leaving a scene of devastation.
Steward Liu coldly snorted.
"Use their way to treat their body."
"Let today's events serve as a warning!"
Wang Yu's face was gloomy as he stared at the puddle of minced meat and bone mixture on the ground. He wished he could skin Steward Liu alive, tear out his tendons, and devour his flesh raw.
Steward Duan watched the whole process from the sidelines. He always felt that something was wrong. The surname Liu was not usually so aggressive, especially in front of him!
Now that things had come to this, the punishment Wang Yu received was too severe, his prestige greatly diminished, almost causing his recent efforts to be in vain. To Steward Duan, he had completely lost his value.
Immediately, he stopped lingering and quickly left the Stone House Area.
He needed to go to Cold Blood Peak to inquire about the situation and then make a decision.
Bluestone Plaza.
The Spirit Slaves watched coldly from the sidelines. No one dared to approach Wang Yu anymore. After all, they had all seen what had just happened. Steward Liu was much more aggressive than Steward Duan, and the choice of whom to side with was self-evident.
Wang Yu used Spirit Power to stabilize the wound, forcibly squeezed out some Spirit Power. He couldn't condense an Ice Sword, but he could completely freeze his "arm remains," and with his remaining right hand, he held it in his arms and took it back to the Stone House to destroy it.
His mood was very heavy.
This incident was full of twists and turns. He completely recognized the importance of power. This was the Demonic Path…
After returning to the Stone House, Wang Yu meditated and circulated his Art to recover Spirit Power, inch by inch using the Ice Sword Technique to process the "arm remains," tirelessly repeating the cycle.
Until it was completely turned into dust!
In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed. Today was the forty-third day of Wang Yu's Spirit Slave career.
[Placement Slot 2: Ice Sword Technique (Perfection)]
[Ice Sword Technique (100/100): One hundred and forty-four practices a day, can be completed in three years.]
The information described in the Placement Slot had changed. After Perfection, the original thirty days to completion had become three years to completion.
But the Art was already at Perfection. As long as his Spirit Power was sufficient, he could condense ten Ice Swords at once, and their lethality would skyrocket.
This new change was likely due to exceeding the original Grade limit, making it reach the High-Grade Magic Art level.
"Three years…"
This was good news, but Wang Yu was not as happy as he imagined. After pondering for a long time, he still removed the Ice Sword Technique and replaced it with the Blood Burning Art again.
The Ice Sword Technique at this stage was completely sufficient for his use, and there was no need to place it anymore. Cultivators still prioritize Cultivation Realm.
A month's delay, Placement Slot number one had fed back 15 wisps of Spirit Power Cultivation Level. Currently, his Dantian limit had only expanded to 21 wisps, a very slow progress.
This was because 5 wisps were needed to condense Spirit Sand.
Although he had been abandoned by Steward Duan, the Spirit Slaves' job still had to be completed. Now that he had two Placement Slots fully cultivating, the efficiency doubled.
"Three months and four days."
Completely disregarding the Physical Body's cultivation speed, this was the time he needed to break through to Qi Condensation Third Layer.
But this was far from enough. Without the help of a benefactor, wanting to turn things around again was almost impossible in the short term.
Unless he broke through to Qi Condensation Fourth Level and completely widened the gap with the Spirit Slaves. As for the secret being discovered, how could it be discovered?
The Placement Slot was formless and intangible, and he didn't have a Storage Bag, and he lived in the Stone House Area without any privacy or secrets.
At most, they would suspect that he had a special Physique, or that he had been using the Lifespan Burning Secret Art to cultivate. Soul searching was even more nonsense. This was one of the legendary Secret Techniques of the Demonic Path, and only Core Formation True Persons could cultivate it.
A Qi Condensation Spirit Slave like him could not reach the eyes of such figures at all. Therefore, only Cultivation Realm could solve the fundamental problem.
On this day, something unexpected happened.
Steward Duan, who had originally abandoned Wang Yu, sent someone to find him again.
One side of Bluestone Plaza, Two-Story Elegant Pavilion.
The stout Steward Duan looked at Wang Yu with a smile.
"Do you hold a grudge?"
Wang Yu hurriedly bowed and saluted, trembling with fear.
"Yu, is but a small Spirit Slave, has long given his body and mind to the Sacred Sect and you, sir. Never held a grudge."
"I don't believe it."
Steward Duan's face turned cold, and he tapped his finger lightly on the table, constantly applying pressure. Wang Yu immediately changed his tune.
"If you must speak of grudges, Wang Yu only holds a grudge against Steward Liu. The hatred of a severed arm is engraved in my heart."
"That's more like it."
Steward Duan smiled and helped him up.
"Losing a limb will not only affect your life, but if you can't overcome the Qi and Blood barrier during Foundation Establishment in the future, ninety percent of the reason will fall on this severed arm. This is a hatred that obstructs your Cultivation Path, greater than the hatred of killing your father or stealing your wife."
Hearing this, Wang Yu was a little moved and wanted to know about the secrets of Foundation Establishment, but it was obvious that this was not something he could ask now.
"Wang Yu is just a small Spirit Slave with poor Aptitude, and I dare not expect Foundation Establishment."
"Thinking about it is still possible. People, after all, should have some ambition."
Steward Duan changed the subject and no longer emphasized Wang Yu's hatred for Steward Liu.
"About the last incident, it was indeed an accident. I can tell you, and even find a way to help you restore this arm."
Wang Yu's heart stirred.
"What should I do?"
"No hurry, let's talk slowly."
Steward Duan poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.
Since he last went to Cold Blood Peak to meet True Lineage Su, he had been reprimanded, and his change in attitude towards Wang Yu was also due to this.
End of Chapter