Chapter 10 The Severed Arm

Regardless of the circumstances, Wang Yu's words both labeled him and played the victim, ultimately positioning himself as the one being bullied for the sake of his sect.

But this scene...

It was slightly off-center; there were three arms and three legs, none of which belonged to Wang Yu.

The onlookers were completely dumbfounded.

Manager Duan took a deep breath. He had publicly supported Wang Yu, and now that things had gone wrong, he couldn't stay out of it.

"I understand. Send a few people to carry them away, give them proper treatment, and let them continue to contribute to the Holy Sect in the future."

"yes!"

Several people immediately stepped forward from the lecturer team and just lifted it up.

Another manager arrived; it was Manager Liu.

"stop."

The three spirit slave managers were all at the late stage of Qi Refining, with the hope of Foundation Establishment still remaining. Their opportunities naturally lay in the hands of their respective true disciples.

The struggle for the interests of the spirit slaves is also a struggle for the paths of the three of them.

Manager Liu looked younger, was lean, had a goatee, wore a purple robe, and a tall hat.

He looked at Wang Yu with a cold expression.

Did you do this?

Wang Yu was about to repeat his previous line when, before he could utter a single word, Manager Liu suddenly rebuked him.

"Still trying to argue!"

Without saying a word, he formed a blade with his palms and slashed out a blade aura that was over ten feet long (three and a half meters).

In his shock, Wang Yu could only dodge and leap. The three ice swords had already exhausted all his spiritual power. If it weren't for his high level of magical skill and good control over spiritual power, he wouldn't have been able to use them at all.

This Manager Liu is so arrogant, completely different from Wang Yu's previous attitude. I don't know where the problem lies.

Manager Duan's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him.

But in the end, we were a step too late.

Wang Yu dodged in time and was not hit in the torso, but his left hand was not spared. As if the scene was repeated, one of his arms fell to the ground and was shattered into pieces by the aftershock.

There is no possibility of continuation!

Wherever the blade's energy passed, it cleaved the bluestone ground with extremely deep marks, leaving a scene of utter devastation.

Manager Liu snorted coldly.

"Treat them as they treat you."

"Let this be a warning to us!"

Wang Yu's face was grim as he stared at the pile of flesh and bone on the ground, wishing he could skin that Liu man alive and devour his flesh.

Manager Duan watched the whole thing from the sidelines, but he always felt that something was wrong. The man surnamed Liu was not usually this domineering, especially not in front of him!

Now that things have come to this, Wang Yu's punishment has been too harsh, his prestige has been greatly damaged, and his recent efforts have almost been wasted, rendering him completely worthless to Steward Duan.

He immediately left the stone house area without lingering.

He needs to go to Coldblood Peak to find out the situation before making a decision.

Bluestone Square.

The spirit slaves watched coldly, none daring to approach Wang Yu again. After all, they had seen what had just happened. Manager Liu was much more powerful than Manager Duan, so the choice was self-evident.

Wang Yu stabilized the wound with his spiritual power, forcibly squeezing out some of his spiritual power. He couldn't condense an ice sword, but he could completely freeze the "arm remnant". He held the remaining right hand in his arms and took it back to the stone house to destroy it.

My heart is heavy.

This affair was full of twists and turns, and he finally realized the importance of power. This is the demonic path...

Back in the stone house, Wang Yu meditated and circulated his energy to recover his spiritual power. He then painstakingly worked on the "arm remains" inch by inch using his ice sword technique, repeating the process tirelessly.

Until it is completely reduced to dust!

In the blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed, and today is the forty-third day of Wang Yuling's life as a slave.

[Placement slot 2: Ice Sword Technique (Perfect)]

"Ice Sword Technique (100/100): Practice 144 times a day, and you can master it in three years."

The information in the placement column has changed; the original thirty days to complete after completion has been changed to three years.

However, his magic was already perfected. As long as he had enough spiritual power, he could condense ten ice swords at once, greatly increasing his destructive power.

This new change likely exceeds the original grade limit, bringing it to the level of a high-grade spell.

"Three years..."

This was good news, but Wang Yu wasn't as happy as he had imagined. After thinking for a long time, he took off the Ice Sword Technique and put on the Blood Burning Technique again.

His current level of ice sword technique is more than enough for him; there's no need to put it aside. Cultivators should prioritize their cultivation level.

After a month's delay, the first placement slot showed 15 strands of spiritual energy cultivation. Currently, his dantian has only expanded to a maximum of 21 strands, a very slow progress.

This is because it requires the loss of 5 strands to condense the spirit sand.

Although he was abandoned by Steward Duan, he still had to complete his duties as a spirit slave. Now that he had two slots to focus on cultivation, his efficiency had doubled.

"Three months and four days."

Completely disregarding the cultivation speed of his physical body, this is the time it takes him to break through to the third level of Qi Refining.

But that's far from enough. Without the help of a benefactor, it's almost impossible to turn things around in the short term.

Unless he breaks through to the fourth level of Qi Refining and completely widens the gap between himself and the Spirit Slave, as for the secret being discovered, how will it be discovered?

The storage space was intangible and without substance, and he had no storage bag. Moreover, he lived in the stone house area and had no privacy or secrets.

At most, one might suspect that he has an unusual constitution, or that he has been cultivating using the "Life-Burning Secret Technique." As for soul searching, that's utter nonsense. It's one of the legendary secret techniques of the demonic path, and only those who have reached the Core Formation stage can cultivate it.

As a mere Qi Refining Spirit Slave, he was utterly beneath the notice of such a figure. Therefore, only his cultivation level could resolve the fundamental problem.

On this day, something unexpected happened.

Manager Duan, who had originally given up on Wang Yu, sent someone to find him again.

On one side of the bluestone square, there is a two-story elegant pavilion.

The stout and burly Steward Duan looked at Wang Yu with a smile.

"Is there resentment?"

Wang Yu quickly bowed and said with trepidation.

“Yu is but a lowly spirit slave. He has long since given his body and soul to the Holy Sect and the Lord, and has never complained.”

I don't believe it.

Manager Duan's expression turned cold, and he tapped his index finger lightly on the table, applying pressure. Wang Yu immediately changed his approach.

"If we're talking about resentment, Wang Yu only harbors hatred towards Steward Liu. The hatred for losing his arm is etched in his heart."

"That's more like it."

Manager Duan smiled and helped him up.

“The loss of your limbs will not only affect your life, but if you are unable to overcome the Qi and Blood barrier when you reach the Foundation Establishment stage, there is a 90% chance that it will be due to this severed arm. This is an enmity that obstructs your path, even more than the hatred of killing your father and taking your wife.”

Upon hearing this, Wang Yu was somewhat intrigued and eager to learn about the secrets of Foundation Establishment, but this was clearly not something he could ask about now.

"Wang Yu is just a lowly spirit slave with inferior aptitude; he would never dare to aspire to the Foundation Establishment stage."

"It's worth thinking about. Everyone should have some ambition."

Manager Duan changed his tone, no longer emphasizing the feud between Wang Yu and Manager Liu.

"What happened last time was due to a bit of an accident. I can tell you that I can even try to help you recover your arm."

Wang Yu's heart stirred.

"What should I do?"

"No rush, let's talk slowly."

Manager Duan poured himself a cup of tea and took a sip.

Since the last time he went to Cold Blood Peak to meet Su Zhenchuan, he was reprimanded, and his attitude towards Wang Yu changed because of this.

(End of this chapter)