Yi Xiaoyao recognized him as well. It was Tang An, a member of a branch family of the Tang Family Castle.
"Insolent!" Yi Xiaoyao shouted coldly. He looked up, his gaze locking onto Tang An as he said frigidly, "Who do you think you are, and who do you think I am? How dare you speak to me like that!"
Tang An sneered.
"Heh, you really still think you’re the Young Master of the Castle? You’re about to be kicked out of the Tang Family, and you’re still trying to pull rank on me!"
Yi Xiaoyao’s expression was icy. He couldn’t be bothered to waste words on someone like this and snapped, "Give me back the Spirit Enhancing Pill."
"You’re just a piece of trash who can’t cultivate. What use do you have for a Spirit Enhancing Pill?" Tang An sized Yi Xiaoyao up doubtfully.
"What right do you have to question me!"
Yi Xiaoyao’s sharp gaze made Tang An shudder.
The next moment, Tang An realized he had lost his composure and immediately roared in anger, "Trash! You dare to glare at me! Do you still fucking think you’re a cut above me?"
"I’ll say it one last time. Give me back the Spirit Enhancing Pill!"
Yi Xiaoyao’s tone was grim.
"You want it? If you have the guts, you piece of trash, then come and get it!"
Tang An smugly dangled the Spirit Enhancing Pill in front of Yi Xiaoyao’s face.
He continued to mock him, "I originally thought my Second-Grade Immortal Soul inheritance was already low enough, but compared to a piece of trash like you, I’m a genius!"
As he spoke, Tang An patted Yi Xiaoyao’s cheek.
"Wouldn’t you agree? Trash?"
"You’re courting death!"
A cold glint flashed in Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes. Dark Spiritual Power gathered in his hand as he threw a punch at Tang An!
Tang An hastily took a step back. He was stunned for a moment, then sneered and threw a punch of his own!
"I didn’t expect you to have actually developed Spiritual Power! But you’re only at the First Realm of Qi Condensation. Still trash! Even if I cripple you today, no one will blame me!"
’I have a Second-Grade Immortal Soul inheritance, and my Cultivation has reached the Second Realm of Qi Condensation. Why would I be afraid of Yi Xiaoyao, who’s only at the First Realm?’ Tang An was filled with confidence.
The two fists met.
Yi Xiaoyao’s Dark Spiritual Power and Tang An’s pale yellow Spiritual Power collided with a bang.
The next instant, Tang An’s expression changed drastically.
Tang An felt a powerful Devouring Power within Yi Xiaoyao’s Spiritual Power, and his own Spiritual Power was being rapidly devoured by it!
What horrified Tang An even more was that although his Cultivation was a full Realm higher than Yi Xiaoyao’s, his opponent’s strength was actually a notch stronger than his own!
He quickly figured out why Yi Xiaoyao’s strength was greater than his. In addition to the Devouring Power, Yi Xiaoyao’s Spiritual Power also contained an astonishing Power of Destruction!
However, by the time he realized this, it was already too late.
"CRACK!"
A crisp sound of bone breaking echoed out, immediately followed by Tang An’s bloodcurdling scream.
A cold smile appeared on Yi Xiaoyao’s lips. With a reverse grip, he seized Tang An by the neck.
His thumb and forefinger dug deep into Tang An’s Adam’s apple, preventing him from even screaming. With just a little more force, Yi Xiaoyao could end the man’s life.
"Who’s the trash?"
"Compared to me, you’re the genius?"
"You were going to cripple me?"
Faced with Yi Xiaoyao’s interrogation, Tang An could only manage a series of inaudible gasps.
"Hm? I’m asking you a question. Why aren’t you answering?"
A sharp slap landed on Tang An’s face. A purple Palm Seal appeared on his already flushed face. With his throat tightly gripped, he couldn’t even manage a plea for mercy.
"If you don’t return my Elixir, I’ll take your dog’s life!"
The moment his voice fell, Tang An obediently took out the Elixir.
Yi Xiaoyao took the Elixir and tossed the man to the ground like a piece of trash.
Then, he turned to pay the Shopkeeper, saying, "I’ll be back for the rest of the Elixirs tomorrow. Remember to save them for me."
After speaking, Yi Xiaoyao left the Pill Workshop.
At this moment, Tang An could no longer be bothered by the pain of his broken right hand. Lying on the ground, he coughed and gasped for air, his venomous gaze fixed on Yi Xiaoyao’s departing back.
Just then, another young man entered the Pill Workshop.
"Tang An?"
The young man looked at Tang An in astonishment. "Did someone beat you up?"
Tang An looked at the newcomer and said with pleasant surprise, "Cousin Tang State! You’re just in time!"
...
A moment later, Tang State exclaimed, "You’re saying that piece of trash Yi Xiaoyao beat you into this state? And he’s developed Spiritual Power?"
Tang An nodded repeatedly.
"Yes! Cousin, you have to get revenge for me!"
"Are you kidding me? Last night, we saw with our own eyes that Yi Xiaoyao didn’t receive an Immortal Soul inheritance. How could he possibly have developed Spiritual Power?"
Tang State’s eyes were filled with disbelief. He didn’t believe a word Tang An said.
"I’ve been beaten this badly. Do you think I’d be joking with you?"
As he spoke, Tang An’s lips twisted into a grin. "Besides, if you help me get revenge, you can get some Spirit Enhancing Pills for free!"
"How so?"
Tang State’s expression flickered, and he asked.
Tang An gave a sinister smile. "Yi Xiaoyao is coming back to the Pill Workshop tomorrow to pick up his Elixirs. All we have to do is lie in wait for him..."
"Not a bad idea. But what’s that piece of trash Yi Xiaoyao’s Cultivation level?" Tang State asked.
"First Realm of Qi Condensation."
Tang An felt a flash of embarrassment as he said this. Being beaten so badly by someone with a lower Cultivation level was utterly humiliating.
But Tang State didn’t seem to mind. In fact, his tone relaxed.
"So he’s only at the First Realm of Qi Condensation. That makes things simple. I’m at the Fourth Realm of Qi Condensation!"
He clapped Tang An on the shoulder. "Don’t worry. Your cousin will get this revenge for you. I guarantee I’ll beat Yi Xiaoyao until he’s on his knees begging for mercy!"
...
As Yi Xiaoyao walked back, he was completely unaware of the duo’s plotting. He was still thinking about his earlier fight with Tang An.
’The Devouring God Sword Technique is truly powerful,’ Yi Xiaoyao thought. ’My Realm is lower than Tang An’s, yet I defeated him with incredible ease.’
Not only that, Yi Xiaoyao also discovered that his Spiritual Power hadn’t been depleted by the fight. In fact, it had increased slightly.
’My Spiritual Power contains Devouring Power, which can devour the Spiritual Power of others. And that Power of Destruction is astonishingly strong—it shattered Tang An’s hand bone directly!’
As a result, Yi Xiaoyao’s confidence grew, and his bearing became more carefree and spirited.
He was now walking along the outskirts of the market, not even glancing at the shops on either side.
The shops here on the outskirts only sold goods for ordinary people, which a Cultivator like him had no use for.
Suddenly, Yi Xiaoyao slowed his pace. A strange sensation surged through his body.
’Hm? Why has the blood in my veins suddenly started to boil?’
The feeling was subtle, but it grew stronger the closer he moved in a certain direction.
Yi Xiaoyao looked in the direction of the feeling, and his gaze fell upon a long object wrapped in black cloth.
’My bloodline is the Sword God Bloodline. For this object to resonate with it, it must be something extraordinary!’
With this thought, Yi Xiaoyao walked over to a stall selling medicinal herbs.
"Old sir, what’s wrapped inside this black cloth?"
The stall owner was a dark, thin old man. Seeing that Yi Xiaoyao was interested in the object in the black cloth, his face lit up with joy.
"Young master, I won’t lie to you, the thing in here is quite sinister! I wouldn’t even dare to bring it out if it weren’t wrapped in black cloth!"
Yi Xiaoyao was taken aback and chuckled, "Old sir, what kind of merchant calls his own goods sinister? Who would dare to buy it?"
The thin, dark old man waved his hands frantically. "I’m not the kind of person who would risk lives for money!"
"Risk lives? How could this object be connected to risking lives?" Yi Xiaoyao asked, confused.
The old man didn’t explain further. He carefully unwrapped the black cloth, revealing a long, dark red sword.
At that very moment, the Sword God Bloodline throughout Yi Xiaoyao’s body began to boil with extreme intensity!
Yi Xiaoyao’s eyes flickered. He crouched down to pick up the dark red longsword but was stopped by the old man.
"Young master, whatever you do, don’t touch this Evil Sword!"