Chapter 277: Open Passage (1/2)
As Elder Chen Xue had sent multiple disciples to capture Yang Wei and the Purple Scorpion Sect, the formation surrounding the Misty Forest had been fluctuating more rapidly.
However, none of that matters to Yang Wei as he was sitting leisurely in a lotus position to cultivate.
”Phew, my foundation is more stabilized than before now.” Yang Wei muttered as he stopped cultivating.
Ever since he had formed the first lotus petal, Yang Wei had been trying to stabilize it so that there's no mishaps.
Elder Shan had warned him previously that forming a lotus petal could be hard and arduous but at the same time, it could be lost easily.
Hence, it was difficult for a cultivator to maintain more than one lotus petal or even form one to begin with.
Sometime later, Yang Wei stood up as he began practicing his Octane Punch.
With each swooshing sound, Yang Wei's punch seemed impactful despite hitting only the air.
Although Yang Wei's punch may seem like any normal punches with nothing special at all, there was a dim but subtle light emitting out from his fist each time he thrust out.
The subtle light was a tiny bit of concentrated spiritual qi, aimed to strike an opponent in one specific area.
Yang Wei's Octane Punch could not be witnessed with the naked eyes alone but they needed to concentrate on their vision hard in order to witness the aura surrounding his fist.
”Ungh, can't you see a fine lady sleeping soundly?” Zhu Wenqian suddenly woke up as she shouted angrily at Yang Wei.
”If a fine lady like me is sleeping, it should be a given that you should lower the sound of action,” she added.
Yang Wei halted his practice when he heard Zhu Wenqian ranting again.
'Why are almost all the women in the cultivation world so rowdy and unruly?' Yang Wei cried inwardly.
He looked at Zhu Wenqian's attitude and composure before sighing softly. The more he glanced at Zhu Wenqian, the more he missed Elder Jing.
Elder Jing was a calm and clever woman that never acted like a spoiled brat.
Knowing how Zhu Wenqian is the polar opposite of Elder Jing, Yang Wei raised his hand in surrender as he gave up his practice for the day.
He would rather halt his practice temporarily to save his ear from the ranting noise generated by Zhu Wenqian.
Alas, it was only Yang Wei's wishful thinking if he thought that stopping his practice would end the conflict.
”Why aren't you apologizing for your action?” Zhu Wenqian asked as she walked over. ”It's fine if you don't want to apologize but at least you should give something to me in return for waking me up, right?”
Yang Wei twitched his mouth.
”Can you be any more shameless than this?” Yang Wei asked as he shook his head. ”I'm not going to give you anything in return because I did not commit any mistakes.”
Zhu Wenqian stomped the ground as she placed her hands on her hips. With a fiery tone, she shouted, ”I was forced into this state because of you and that disgusting Fan Ping. He said he wouldn't lie to me but he obviously did.”