Published: March 2, 2025
Chapter 227: Fellow Disciples Turn Against Each Other
Thinking of this, Liu Yu's killing intent arose, and he planned to take action.
He decided to observe how the other person would respond, ready to act at any moment.
“Cough, cough.”
Xie Junjie’s lips turned pale as he coughed heavily twice, blood appearing on the palm he used to cover his mouth, showing that his injuries had worsened.
However, a hint of greed flashed deep in his eyes.
If he wasn’t mistaken, that should have just been a flying magical artifact specifically designed for fleeing, right?
Such artifacts are fast and consume little energy; in terms of value, they surpass ordinary supreme magical artifacts and are highly sought after by cultivators.
Having spiritual stones does not necessarily guarantee one can buy them.
And this was just one of them. Liu Yu only had the cultivation of the early foundation establishment stage, yet he had taken out five supreme artifacts in succession; how could Xie Junjie not be jealous?
What qualifications did Liu Yu have to possess so much?
Xie Junjie came from a small family with four foundation establishment cultivators. Because he was a dual spiritual root cultivator, he received preferential resources from his family and smoothly cultivated to the foundation establishment stage.
But his family was ultimately just a small family; in Yuan Yang Sect, it was nothing significant. After advancing to foundation establishment, they could provide little assistance.
Due to the lack of cultivation resources, Xie Junjie took nearly thirty years to reach the mid foundation establishment stage, and now he was stuck at the late foundation establishment bottleneck for over a decade without progress.
After finally gathering enough spiritual stones to buy a pill that could help him break through the bottleneck, he ultimately failed, which fueled his anger.
If he continued to be trapped by the late foundation establishment bottleneck, the last glimmer of hope for breaking into the golden core would vanish. Xie Junjie could not accept this outcome, which led him to entertain some "daring" ideas.
And Liu Yu, being an alchemist with several magical artifacts and not having high cultivation, became one of his targets.
“It was my brother’s abruptness. Since Liu Junior Brother’s magical artifact can only accommodate one person, I will not force the issue.”
“Let’s depart quickly; I can barely suppress my injuries any longer.”
“As long as Liu Junior Brother helps me leave Cold Mist Forest, I will remember this favor.”
“If you need anything, I will not refuse!”
Xie Junjie said with a face full of “sincerity.” His voice seemed a bit hoarse due to his injuries, but it was very firm.
As he spoke, he waved his arm, seemingly setting something down normally.
A nearly transparent flying needle, emitting minimal fluctuations, shot out from his sleeve towards Liu Yu's brow, its approach extremely stealthy.
“Brother Xie, there’s no need for this...”
Liu Yu, his face unchanged, was about to respond, but before he could finish, his sharp spiritual perception began to warn him.
A strong sense of crisis surged within him, and with a sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he locked onto the transparent flying needle.
This needle had undeniably reached the level of a supreme magical artifact!
However, Liu Yu had been prepared, so he remained calm. In an instant, he infused his magical power and raised the Golden Steel Banner to block in front of him.
“Clang!”
A crisp sound echoed by the creek.
The transparent flying needle was intercepted by the flagpole of the Golden Steel Banner, producing sparks upon collision, and then retreated without success.
Flying needles, as “阴器” (hidden weapons), are highly effective in stealthily piercing defenses but often find themselves at a disadvantage against artifacts of the same tier in a head-on clash.
Since Xie Junjie had already made his move, it indicated that both of them had torn their facades apart; that fragile relationship as fellow disciples was now shattered.