Chapter 95: 95. Sect Leader cares not about money [Two updates completed]

Beside the young man, Wan Mo stood like a guard, not daring to say a word under the young man’s inscrutable gaze.

The young man’s name was Han Wen, the Young Master of Extreme Realm Mountain. Although Extreme Realm Mountain was a Two-star power, it was nothing like the previous Immortal Sect. The Immortal Sect was barely at the threshold, while Extreme Realm Mountain had been at Two-stars for hundreds of years.

There were as many as five members in the Light Communication Profound Realm under its command, and it had a sub-power, the Flying Dragon Association.

In front of Han Wen, Wan Mo didn’t dare to breathe heavily, fearing that his mistakes might bring disaster to the Kao Shan Sect. Even when his partner, Li Kongshan, who he collaborated with, faced troubles, he didn’t dare plead for him.

Even though Li Kongshan had provided the Kao Shan Sect with convenience, allowing it to rise within a year!

After hearing Li Kongshan’s words, Han Zhiyu stepped forward and directly kicked him.

“What a waste. Not only did you fail to bring Wooden Flowing Sand, but you couldn’t even capture the Sect Leader of a small Starless Sect.”

This kick from Han Zhiyu wasn’t light, directly sending Li Kongshan flying four to five meters away until he hit the main pillar heavily and stopped.

Though his body stopped, the blood on his arm and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth couldn’t be stopped.

Yet, even so, Li Kongshan persisted in climbing up and then kowtowed on the ground.

Because he knew that being silent at this moment meant death was the only path.

“Senior Han, spare my life. I truly didn’t expect Wen Ping’s power to be above mine, and he even has a particularly powerful dog protecting him… cough, cough!” Halfway through his words, Li Kongshan was choked by the blood rushing up his throat, and after coughing heavily several times, he tried to speak again, but Han Zhiyu wouldn’t let him.

Seeing Han Zhiyu’s cold gaze, Li Kongshan retreated hurriedly in panic.

Fear filled his heart.

This fear, derived from disbelief, was like he had not anticipated the plan would fail.

However, just as Han Zhiyu was about to make a move, the young man sitting on the Golden Throne suddenly spoke, “Old Han, this is a good thing. Why do you want to kill him?”

Han Zhiyu paused, his heart puzzled, and then said, “Young Master, he couldn’t even handle such a small matter, ruining your major plans. He deserves to die.”

The young man stood up, walked slowly to Li Kongshan, using his slender hand to wipe the blood from the corner of Li Kongshan’s mouth, then said, “No, he did well, at least in my view, this outcome is better than what you two originally wanted.”

“Young Master, what do you mean by this?”

“Do you think the Hundred Sects Alliance will just let this go? Someone ran into their ‘home’ and killed; will they just ignore it? Meanwhile, that Star Promotion application becomes void. Just a minor Great Demon in my presence means nothing, and it’s the same for the Hundred Sects Alliance.”

“Right! Right!”

Li Kongshan nodded repeatedly.

Han Zhiyu immediately glared at him, frightening him into shrinking his head.

“I see, Young Master, you truly have foresight.”

“Tomorrow come with me to get the Golden Shuttle Leaf, and a few days later go to the Immortal Sect for my Wooden Flowing Sand. Investigate the Immortal Sect first to see if there’s anyone behind them; as far as I know, the wife of the previous Sect Leader of the Immortal Sect isn’t simple. I don’t allow the plan to create the Vortex Map to fail.”

“Yes!”

Han Zhiyu nodded.

…

Now speaking of Qin Mo, Zhao Yi took him to the Gravity Field.

Zhao Yi chuckled and said, “Brother Qin, remember to keep a calm mindset.”

Qin Mo nodded seemingly understanding, then glanced at the sign beside him, and felt quite surprised by the ninefold cultivation increase.

However, he still maintained a skeptical attitude.

As he stepped into the Gravity Field, when the sudden pressure came, he believed it. This place even changed space, so the cultivation speed increase must be true. Then, following Zhao Yi’s reminder, he initially tried to let his body adapt, then chose a combat mode.

When a laser shot over, Qin Mo was startled.

“What’s this?”

Qin Mo quickly lunged forward, just in time to land at Lele’s feet, looked up at Lele’s smiling face, then turned around, and saw the red thing chasing him from behind.

“What is this crazy thing? Let me out!”

After saying this, he quickly got up and with his body’s combat awareness, dodged and intended to run out of the Gravity Field.

…

Three hours later, as night fell, Qin Mo stood outside the Gravity Field, his face flushed, lying powerlessly against the barrier of the Gravity Field, looking inside with a lifeless expression.

“Let me in!”

This was the 333rd time he shouted this phrase in the past half an hour because he had been transported out at a critical moment.

The “Tissue Formation Technique,” which he cultivated, had seen little movement since entering Minor Success. He had asked his father many times, and also the Great Demon sparring partner, but the response was always the time wasn’t right.

He didn’t understand what a mature time meant.

As far as he knew, his father spent ten years on “Tissue Formation Technique” to go from Minor Success to Great Success. He once thought he might have to wait this time, perhaps ten years, maybe even longer.

After all, his talent was far less than his father’s.

But just now, when using the Gravity Field, he felt a faint sense of realm.

The feeling was like a feather, stirring his body, giving “Tissue Formation Technique” an unusual sensation. This feeling, he believed if continued, the time his father spoke of would arrive.

No need to wait ten years, he might also see the threshold of entering Great Success.

But after being transported out, he remembered, according to Zhao Yi, the Gravity Field could only be cultivated for three hours.

“Let me in!”

The 334th time.

“Let me in!”

The 335th time.

At this time, Lele walked out of the grove, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked, “Aren’t you tired?”

“Tired, but I want more to go back in to cultivate.”

“Stop dreaming, three hours a day is the rule.”

“I’ll pay, ten times the money.”

Lele smiled helplessly, then thought of being the senior brother and quickly said in a teaching tone, “Even if you pay ten thousand times, it won’t help. Do you think the Sect Leader really needs your dozens of gold? The Gravity Field is something you can’t find outside; the Sect Leader set up charges only to make everyone cherish what they have.”

“I really cherish it now!”

Lele continued in the senior brother tone, “Stop shouting, go eat, come back tomorrow. Don’t think I’m just saying nonsense, even if you pay tenfold, the Sect Leader won’t give you more than a breath of time. Our Sect Leader doesn’t care about money; he just wants to use the charges to let us understand the preciousness of the Cultivation Field.”

Qin Mo nodded.

He believed it.

Now three hours of time were more precious to him than ten days at home, even if another two Great Demons came to train it was the same.

Looking helplessly at the Gravity Field, Qin Mo could only follow Lele away.

But his demeanor was listless as he walked. He so wanted to cultivate in it again, even just for a quarter of an hour would be good. At least let him experience that feeling more, let him go further in “Tissue Formation Technique.”

He finally understood why Zhao Yi told him from the start to make sure to keep a calm mindset.