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Chapter 708 - 601: One Mouthful of Old Blood, Eating You for a Lifetime_2

Chapter 708: Chapter 601: One Mouthful of Old Blood, Eating You for a Lifetime_2

"Ah, the tribulation, it is indeed..."

Someone sensed danger and was taken aback.

Just as someone was about to lend a helping hand, they were stopped by the head teachers.

Everyone else could only look on with confusion.

In the midst of the chaotic aura that had just appeared, Wang Zijia’s aura soared once again, as his mana surged.

The next moment, auras intertwined, and Zhang Decheng’s aura was forced backward, returning to its state before the breakthrough.

"This... is he starting over again?"

"How is this possible?"

"What kind of technique is this?"

"Is the enlightenment technique of the ancient Immortal Gods really that terrifying?"

"Nine Tribulations Chi Yang, haha, Nine Tribulations Chi Yang, so that’s how the nine Heavenly Catastrophes happened back then!"

"Does this mean that this technique can also be given to others, helping them break through?"

"Nine breakthroughs, accumulating experience?"

"If this is really the case... even a pig could be successfully enlightened!"

"······"

This change completely ignited the fire inside everyone’s heart, as if they saw the Great Dao ahead of them!

Everyone’s eyes were burning as they looked at Wang Zijia, as if they were staring at a peerlessly beautiful naked woman.

During the exchange among the crowd, Zhang Decheng’s backward transformation had occurred three times. The first two attempts were on the brink of failure and were pulled back to the start. However, the third time, he was on the brink of success but was forcibly pulled back.

The crowd was dazed for a moment and didn’t understand. But when they saw Zhang Decheng’s foundation getting stronger after the fourth time this happened,

the currently doubtful expressions on their faces turned into round-eyed surprise.

"This... this..."

"Can this method also rebuild the foundation?"

"It’s not just a rerun?!"

"What kind of method is this? Is enlightenment like this?!"

"Does such a technique really exist?"

"The legends of the Immortal who patted my head and tied long hair for longevity are just like this, right?!"

"It should also be because of that elixir. Brother Bao Hua, can you figure out what pill that is?"

"I have never heard of it, or even never heard rumors of it!"

"Hmm? That’s it, only five times?"

While the crowd was clamoring, right at the beginning of the fifth rerun, Wang Zijia suddenly stopped his hand and flew out staggeringly.

Seeing Wang Zijia’s condition, everyone’s faces changed.

At this moment, Wang Zijia’s aura was unstable, his face was extremely pale, and his condition was undoubtedly terrible.

"You are not...". As Head Teacher Ding Haiping was about to speak,

"Puh..."

Wang Zijia spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body wobbling.

Pavilion Master Zheng Zhuo of the Scripture Pavilion reacted the fastest. He flashed beside Wang Zijia, who was about to fall, and steadied him. After a sweep of divine thought, his face drastically changed.

"Your essence blood is depleted, and your mind is damaged, you..."

"It’s alright. It’s just a few days’ recuperation." Wang Zijia showed a strained smile, he wanted to say something else, but his eyes rolled back, and he directly fainted.

It was real unconsciousness. He had prepared several abnormal weights just in case, which he used just now, creating such a terrible condition that even a Daluo Immortal could tell he was in dire straits!

The crowd was in a flurry. The Dean and Vice Dean of the Pill Institute, Ming Ling and Bao Hua, simultaneously took action. After an examination, they both paled.

"How is it?"

The crowd looked at them, expressing their unease collectively.

After exchanging glances with each other, they said: "He’s hanging by a thread, recovery will be difficult for a while!"

"Why did it come to this!"

"Using enlightenment to cross the tribulation in the early stages of the Primordial Spirit, it seems he was forced to act!"

"Alas... Chi Yang God Monarch is truly..."

"Why the rush, with this kind of technique, it would be fine to wait a few hundred years!"

"It’s really lucky for Scholar Zhang to encounter this reincarnated Sword Immortal in a desperate moment and establish karma!"

"······"

Everyone sighed collectively, not even the spectacle of the Three Calamities that Zhang Decheng was undergoing was able to attract their attention anymore.

All of their attention was drawn to the now unconscious Wang Zijia.

Having contemplated carrying out a similar breakthrough if I succeeded, it seems that may prove difficult.

Lost in thought, the Older Masters instinctively looked at each other. Mysterious expressions filled their countenances during their silent exchange of glances.

All are fighting for it!

A group of old bones, chasing after ’resources’ like in their youth. It’s rather laughable.

As the stress weighed heavily in the hearts of the elders atop the mountain summit and the unknowing novice monks stared at the sky, Zhang Decheng’s breakthrough was nearing its end.

Sword Qi saturated the heavens, yet no sword shadows were seen.

Still, it stabbed through people’s hearts, making their spiritual senses jump inevitably.

"Huh?" At this point, a Senior Primordial Spirit monk finally noticed that something was amiss.

"Crossing the Robbery Mid-Term?" The Tower Master Li Zhengfang was also taken aback.

"So that’s why Chi Yang is so diminished!"

"Did this old scholar Zhang finally acrue some significant progress?"

"What significant progress! Just pure luck and favor from some benefactor!"

"Feeling a bit envious here!"

"Gosh, I should have joined the Chuan Dao Tower instead of this Noble Etiquette Institute."

"Just give it a rest. Except for Old Scholar Zhang, do you even possess such skills?"

"..."

The fact that Zhang Decheng had so easily broken through to the Crossing the Robbery Mid-term stage had left them green with envy and their hearts filled with resentment.

So for a while, the overwhelming aura of jealousy engulfed the entire summit.

The atmosphere was bizarre!

...

Half a day later.

The news that Wanyu had obtained another Tribulation Crossing God Monarch had spread throughout the entire Spirit Suppressing Realm.

The hubbub within the Sect was still at a peak, even becoming livelier.

The Outer Sect received the news as well, creating a newfound prosperity.

Thick Virtue Peak, Pill Institute Main Hall.

Wang Zijia was lying quietly on the Nine Lives Descending Cloud Bed.

This was the top treasure of the Pill Institute. Rumor has it as long as there’s breath left in a person, laying on it could prevent one from outright dying. It truly was a ’resurrection-inducing, bone-welding’ kind of thing.

However, it wasn’t a traditional Magic Treasure, as it was said to consume a great deal of power with just one use.

"Um..."

With a low groan, Wang Zijia, with his pale face, opened his eyes.

"Junior Brother, you’re awake?" The moment Zijia opened his eyes, he saw Zhang Decheng’s concerned facial expression. He asked worriedly, "How do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

"No harm done. Just feeling a bit weak." Wang Zijia waved a hand and put on a small smile.

"What do you mean feeling weak? Do you think I’m blind? If it were any more severe, you might be damned to remain that way for the rest of your life." Zhang Decheng said, slightly agitated.

"Isn’t it better that we stick to the original plan? The breakthrough is everything that matters. As for the extra Guts, what’s a thousand years or two to a Tribulation Crosser?"

The Deputy Dean next to him, who had been speechlessly looking on, finally spoke.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, you indeed were somewhat reckless. This kind of injury could turn out to be very troublesome, particularly an Essence Blood loss as severe as yours. I’ve broaden my horizons today. In the moment, you infused a stomach full of Essence Blood into Tower Master Zhang to aid his breakthrough!!!"

Because he knew Zhang Decheng better, he was here instead of Dean Bao Hua.

Wang Zijia’s pale face broke into a small smile. He said, "Seeing Senior Brother’s accumulated skills paying off, I realized that this opportunity is hard to come by, and decided to go all in!"

"You..."

Zhang Decheng looked at Wang Zijia with a complicated expression but remained silent.

Wang Zijia offered a small smile.

Clean, clear, sunny, pure. Together with his perfect face, contrasting his dreadfully pale complexion, it was truly unforgettable.

"Sigh... Junior Brother, you are truly... Anything you need moving forward, you need only to voice it."

With a long pause, Zhang Decheng could only utter these words.

Wang Zijia chuckled, "Didn’t I already say? Senior Brother, there is no need for such formality. My situation isn’t as bad as you think, I can manage."

"You manage? Half of your life is gone, yet you’re still so stubborn!" Zhang Decheng said, somewhat speechlessly.

Dean Ming Ling continued his inspection without giving any comments.

To monks at their level, they have seen too much, experienced too much, and understood too much. True camaraderie was very hard to come by.

Looking at Wang Zijia lying on the bed with a smile, Dean Ming Ling was also slightly taken aback.

The complex-minded, world-weary man had no resistance against such pure and genuine individuals.

A reincarnated Sword Immortal with such pure thoughts, it must be due to the influence of his early years in this life.