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Chapter 166 Three Months Later, Revenge for the Slightest Grievance, Repaying Even the Smallest Favor

Chapter 166: Chapter 166 Three Months Later, Revenge for the Slightest Grievance, Repaying Even the Smallest Favor

As for the progress of the Taoist, the young man felt not the slightest worry.

His tightly closed eyes slowly opened, and a smile crossed his lips, unbidden, as he gazed upon the mountainous pile of ’dream-entering’ items before him.

With so many Sword Scriptures to temper his sword skills, he had no idea how far he would ultimately go.

But he was certain to surpass everyone from the years gone by.

Moreover, that Taoist Sword engraved with sun, moon, and stars was also among the dream-entering items.

Now, what needed to be done was to sort through the mountainous pile of Broken Swords in front of him, to facilitate his future cultivation.

He reached out his hand and grasped a rusty sword, sensing the unique aura within it, and began to categorize them.

Qi Nourishing, Seal Script, Warm Nurturing into one pile; Life Origin, True Realization, and entry level into another; Primordial Spirit into another.

Soon, these Broken Swords were sorted into three piles.

The majority, about ninety percent, fell below the Warm Nurturing category; there were over a hundred Broken Swords of the entry level, True Realization, and Lifebound Level.

As for Primordial Spirit Level swords, including Li Muxuan’s personal sword, there were only four in total.

After finishing the sorting,

Liang Hui put the Primordial Spirit level dream-entering items into his storage space.

He took hold of a Lifebound Level Broken Sword and whispered in his heart,

’Enter the dream!’

The next moment, the surroundings began to blur.

When clarity returned, he found himself in front of a vast river.

An individual seated by the river, wearing a conical hat and holding a fishing rod, came into view.

With a thought, Liang Hui entered the body.

A feeling of weakness emanated from the body continuously.

But the young man immediately suppressed the emotions rising in his heart and quietly felt the flow of Mana within the body.

Time ticked away, and just as the dream was about to end—

Boom! Crack! Crack!

Liang Hui, following the silhouette of the hat-wearer, looked up.

"The sky is splitting open!"

An endless black fissure, sprawling out of sight, appeared in the sky.

Infinite yellow torrents fell from the sky, submerging the river, the land, and the fisherman under the hat.

Faintly, Liang Hui could hear cries of desperation and curses.

Then, everything around him began to blur, and once clarity was regained, he was back in the cave.

"Interesting! Is this Li Muxuan’s attempt? Let’s see how you’ll proceed," he said.

The youth, holding the broken sword in his hand, whispered again,

’Enter the dream!’

This time, Liang Hui appeared directly and exchanged blows with the fisherman, feeling out his swordsmanship.

Then he leapt into the air, rushing towards the sky.

However, he hadn’t flown far before the dream ended.

As the dream concluded, the young man’s lifeless eyes once again lit up with spirit.

Not nearly enough time, he sighed inwardly.

He could only set down the broken sword in his hand and pick up another.

One by one, Liang Hui picked up the Broken Swords to enter their dreams.

From then on, Liang Hui began his arduous cultivation.

In the morning: practicing Blood Refinement and boxing, carving out a path after the Five Saints Fist;

At noon: starting to gather Mana, deepening the connection with his Lifebound Tool.

At dusk: Dream-entering with the Broken Swords, flipping through the Sword Scriptures he obtained.

Each day, Liang Hui rested for only two to three hours, spending the rest of the time in cultivation.

With such relentless practice, coupled with ample resources, Liang Hui’s strength began to advance rapidly each day.

Every day, resources were swiftly transformed into his own power.

In cultivation, oblivious to the passing of time,

Three months passed in the blink of an eye.

In the hills, the glowworm stones shone brightly, illuminating the dim space.

A slender figure stood on the earth, practicing boxing.

Each movement was incredibly common, much like a novice in boxing.

But with each passing breath, his fist technique became cruder, worse than even a beginner’s.

A very peculiar fist seal appeared between his fingers and palm.

The green inner strength kept changing, and astonishingly, a small figure emerged on the palm.

The little figure composed of inner strength seemed to have consciousness and was practicing the fist technique as well.

Whoosh~

Liang Hui slowly exhaled a breath of foul air.

Looking at the little figure that appeared between his fingers and palm, a smile crept onto his face.

He was right in thinking that humans, being the spirits of all beings, could also be considered beasts; Myriad Beasts could include humans.

In just two short years, he had encountered tens of thousands of martial artists and Taoists.

All of these people could be integrated into his fist technique.

After three months of contemplation and research, he finally took the first step.

However, it would be better to say that this was an improvement on the Myriad Beasts Fist rather than the creation of a new fist technique.

With a thought, the little figure between his fingers and palm dissipated into nothingness.

"The master of all spirits and beings, this path is also a good one,"

Liang Hui chuckled to himself.

He moved to the side, sat down cross-legged, and immersed his consciousness in his mind.

Martial Artist: Blood Refinement (94.56%)

Taoist: Life Origin (89.78%)

After three months of arduous cultivation, the martial artist was about to enter the next realm, which would take at most one more month.

Similarly, the Taoist’s progress was notable, with the cloud-like red-gold mana in his abdomen now compressed into a liquid form.

Both his offensive capabilities and his fleeing speed had significantly improved.

Liang Hui sat on the ground, ready to resume his cultivation, determined to reach Blood Refinement in one go.

Suddenly, the young man’s brows furrowed slightly.

He looked up, gazing ahead.

He sensed two rapidly approaching presences, each powerful in its own right.

One after the other, seemingly in pursuit.

"Trouble!"

Liang Hui sighed softly and immediately stood up, quickly cleaning up any traces on the ground.

At the same time, he placed the Cangqing Cauldron and Burnlight Pot, two magic artifacts, into his chest, and attached a green seal script as insurance on his arm.

If such powerful individuals could come here, it meant this cultivation spot was no longer safe, and there was a risk of exposure.

He stepped forward and vanished on the spot.

At the very moment Liang Hui disappeared, a streak of light fell, smashing directly onto the mound.

In an instant, the mound turned to dust, stirring up a sky full of dust.

Liang Hui, concealed in the shadows, looked coldly at the purple-robed old man at the rear.

That was a strong individual at the Meridian Levels, and even for the current Liang Hui, such an opponent would be quite troublesome.

In front of the purple-robed elder was a woman in a white dress and veil,

Her wrist adorned with a sparkling silver bracelet, and even as her white dress was stained with blood, she maintained an otherworldly aura.

’The divine maiden, Qing Yi?’

Liang Hui, hidden in the shadows, immediately recognized the pursued individual.

Wasn’t she supposed to be negotiating in the city of Great Chu? How had she ended up being chased?

What had happened during this time?

"Divine maiden, our sect master invites you for a talk; please stay behind,"

"Continue to flee, and we will have to resort to violence,"

The kind voice spread through the heavens and earth.

However, Qing Yi didn’t respond and continued to speed through the sky.

Liang Hui frowned tightly, his eyes filled with helplessness.

Even though he harbored a murderous and destructive desire towards the Yuan Yang Sect,

he couldn’t deny that it was the woman before him who had given him hope to live on in Huaiyuan Town and the ancient temple.

She had pulled him out of the vortex’s center.

Most importantly, the effectiveness of the Minor Yang Qi Pill from the ancient temple was noteworthy.

And he had always been someone who repaid both grievances and kindnesses!