Chapter 2340: Trash Him! (2/2)
After giving him several pointers to take note of during the battle, Shen Jiewen dismissed the kid.
“This … Are we actually going this far?” Bai Zhenglong asked carefully. He was extremely concerned at the fact that they were planning to force Huang Xiaolong to kneel in front of everyone present.
“That’s right, Holy Master. If we enrage the four Primal Ancestors, won’t our holy princes suffer from their rage?” Qi Qichen added.
Shen Jiewen snorted coldly, “So what if they are enraged? Do you think that they would dare to kill every single one of our disciples?!” He turned to look at Yu Fujiang as his gaze turned a little colder. “Since they dared to severely injure Fujiang, lock up our disciples, and embarrass us, why can’t we make Huang Xiaolong kneel down in front of everybody and turn the Holy heavens into a laughing stock?!”
By this time, the incident had spread through the city, and the Beast Tamer Holy Gate was already a target of jokes from the various superpowers.
“But…,” Bai Zhenglong persuaded once again.
“Alright, I have already made up my mind!” Shen Jiewen interrupted before bringing out a bright green pill.
As soon as the medicinal pill appeared. Lifeforce filled the air.
Taiji Pill!
Even though a level-ten origin spiritual pill couldn’t be compared to a holy pill, it was still one of the best medicines the Beast Tamer Holy Gate had!
Shen Jiewen opened Yu Fujiang’s mouth and popped the pill down his throat. “Let’s work together and cure his injuries first.”
“Yes!”
……
Huang Xiaolong had swallowed a level-seven origin spiritual pill, and he was circulating the Grandmist Parasitic Medium in one of the inside secret rooms.
The Holy Manfate Imprint shone brightly as holy spiritual energy poured down from the void.
Compared to half a year ago, the amount of holy spiritual energy Huang Xiaolong could draw upon was three to four times larger. Back then, the strands of energy he could attract had the thickness of an adult’s arm. Right now, it was the size of a tiny stream!
The night passed quickly.
As he stopped his cultivation session, Huang Xiaolong felt that the energy inside his body had become purer than before.
After half a year of devouring the disciples in the Devil Cave, his complete dao saint godheads, saint bloodline, and saint physique had evolved at a frightening pace. Based on his estimation, they were around the three hundredth rank.
“Zhao Ya, Liang Qin.” Huang Xiaolong’s eyes flashed.
Even though the evolution of his Complete Dao Saint godheads had been ridiculously fast for the past year, he wouldn’t be able to defeat the two of them if he had nothing else to rely on. Even if he threw the Holy Mandate Imprint into the mix, he might still fall short.
“Xiaolong!” Feng Tianyu called from outside the secret room.
Opening his eyes slowly, Huang Xiaolong emerged.
“Xiaolong, the city is bustling with excitement due to the upcoming festival! Some of us are planning to head out and pay the Heavenly Fragrance Teahouse a visit. Do you want to come along?” Feng Tianyu laughed.
Huang Xiaolong shook his head, “You guys can go ahead, I need to spend the next two days cultivating.”
Even though there were only two days left, Huang Xiaolong wanted to make use of all the time he had to raise his strength. Every little bit counted.
“Alright, we shall head out now.” Feng Tianyu knew that Huang Xiaolong was busy making his preparations, and he didn’t wish to interrupt his cultivation.
After passing down some instructions for them to take care of themselves, he returned to continue his cultivation. The Eight Desolate Holy Palm, and the Final Boundless Sword Art were part of his battle plan. Of course, he also continued to strengthen his own technique, the Thousand Armed Holy Devil.