Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 309 - Intimidation

Liu Wuxie extended his right foot before the punch reached him, and everything took place swiftly. Zhang Lin flew out, falling in the center of the courtyard with his face smashing into the ground.

Zhu You and Wu He didn't even get the chance to react. Zhang Lin was already lying on the ground when they came to their senses.

Liu Wuxie had resolved the punch in one move, not wasting any moment. This was the cultivation world where the law of the jungle was practiced.

If Liu Wuxie wanted to survive in the cultivation world, he would have to display means far beyond ordinary people and suppress his enemies.

"Kill him!" Zhang Lin got up from the ground with a bloodied face. Liu Wuxie had held back, or he would leave behind a bad reputation for killing someone on his first day there.

However, since these people showed no remorse, he wouldn't have to be polite to them.

Zhu You and Wu He swayed, unleashing their attacks. They had joined the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion for years, and their strength couldn't be underestimated.

They could easily deal with ordinary newcomers, but it was a pity they ran into Liu Wuxie. With another two kicks, Zhu You and Wu He were also sent flying away.

The two screamed in pain as they clutched their stomach, rolling on the ground. Liu Wuxie didn't destroy their dantian, but merely left a crack on them. This meant their cultivation would become stagnant for the rest of their lives.

If they couldn't repair the crack, their cultivation would decline over time. Roughly estimating, they had about three years before their cultivation dropped below the True Core Realm.

Zhang Lin stood there like an idiot. His hand stopped in mid-air, and he did not know what to do, which made his position difficult.

"Remember what I said. Don't let me see any of you ever again, or I will beat you three up every time. Now, clean up this courtyard!" Liu Wuxie said, entering his room and ignoring them.

He had achieved his purpose of intimidation and did not need to lower himself to their level.

The room wasn't large—only about twenty square meters. It had a bed, a cushion, a table, and four chairs. The table was on the verge of falling, and the room was dusty. It seemed no one had lived there for a long time.

Liu Wuxie took out the Cleansing Talisman and tossed it into the air. The Cleansing Talisman became a drizzle, cleaning the room inside and out.

The entire room soon became spotless. Liu Wuxie was there to cultivate, not to enjoy his life. It didn't matter to him if the room was luxurious or simple.

His objective was to increase his cultivation to the higher levels of the True Core Realm if he wanted to survive in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

After all, he had already offended many people before gaining a footing in the sect. He might not fear them, but it would be annoying and would only waste unnecessary time when he could use it for cultivating.

Zhang Lin and the others’ faces were grim as they stood outside the courtyard. Over the years, they had been the ones bullying others, but the roles were reversed now. They couldn't take this humiliation sitting down, and murderous intent flashed in Zhang Lin’s eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhang, will we just let this matter slide?" Zhu You gritted his teeth, and the three backed away from Liu Wuxie's courtyard, ensuring no one could hear their conversation.

"Are we going to just let it slide?!" Zhang Lin practically roared. "When have I suffered such a loss?"

His face was grim, and a hint of brutality flashed in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what plans do you have?" Wu He lowered his voice and glanced at Liu Wuxie's house with torrential hatred.

"Tidy up first, then we'll find Senior Brother Zhao!" Zhang Lin said, picking up the broom to sweep the courtyard clean before leaving in a hurry.

Liu Wuxie stood by the window. He might not have heard their entire conversation, but he could see the murderous intent in their eyes. He speculated that they must have gone to seek reinforcements.

Since they had joined the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion years ago, they naturally knew many people. But Liu Wuxie had no fear as long as it wasn't someone in the Heavenly Dipper Realm.

In fact, as long as it wasn't someone in the Heavenly Dipper Realm, the more people came, the better it was for Liu Wuxie because he urgently needed mid-grade spirit stones.

With each breakthrough, his demand for resources became increasingly daunting, and the spiritual energy in the air couldn't sustain the Desolate Devouring Art.

After throwing this matter to the back of his mind, Liu Wuxie opened the box and changed into the outer disciple's uniform. He kept all the spirit stones in his interspatial pouch before taking out the cultivation and martial techniques given to him by Xi Jian.

The cultivation technique given to him was called the Azure Mist Divine Art. This was a decent cultivation technique, although it could be different from Desolate Devouring Art. Then again, it was natural that Xi Jian wouldn't take out any powerful techniques since they were meant to be given away.

The martial technique was a sword technique. Although he could switch to using a sword, there was no need, as both sword and blade were instruments of death.

As for the cultivation technique given by the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, almost all the outer disciples had practiced it. This was the Lesser Phaseless Art, created by the first sect master, and only those who become a core disciple could learn the Greater Phaseless Art.

After all, the highest level of the Lesser Phaseless Art could only enable one to reach the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dipper Realm. But Liu Wuxie had the Desolate Devouring Art and had yet to make plans to change his cultivation technique anytime soon.

The other martial technique was another sword technique, but it was inferior compared to the one given by Xi Jian. Then again, he couldn't receive anything too precious when he had just joined the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion.

If he wanted to obtain powerful martial techniques, he could only use points to exchange for them. This meant he could obtain heaven-grade martial techniques if he had enough points.

The only helpful things he had were the spirit stones. He kept everything away and sat down to circulate the Desolate Devouring Art. The moment he circulated his cultivation technique, the surrounding spiritual energy began pouring over like a tidal wave, forming into thick clouds above Liu Wuxie.

This scene naturally attracted the attention of many, leaving them wondering who possessed such an ability to absorb so much spiritual energy. However, their curiosity was fleeting, as this lower region was designated for outer disciples, and few paid attention to it.

Disciples from upper regions wouldn't pay any attention to the lower region, and inner disciples wouldn't be bothered with outer disciples. This was the hierarchical category, clearly divided.

When the sky gradually darkened, Liu Wuxie opened his eyes. After an entire day of cultivating, he had made some progress.

"The environment here is much better than the Great Yan Dynasty. A day of cultivation here is equivalent to more than a month in the mundane world," Liu Wuxie muttered to himself, feeling a little hungry.

Even cultivators had to eat unless they reached the Astral River Realm. After reaching the Astral River Realm, one could absorb energy from the universe to replenish themselves.

He could consume Fasting Pill, which would allow him to go without eating and drinking for months. The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion would only distribute two Fasting Pills each month, but Liu Wuxie's physique was different from that of ordinary people, and his energy consumption was terrifying.

Liu Wuxie consumed a fasting pill, and his hunger vanished. He began to practice a set of fist techniques in the courtyard with all his veins opening up.

He had long become one with all of the dragon auras. This meant each strand of his true essence now contained the power of the divine dragon.

"As a priority disciple, I can listen to the elder's lecture once a month and gain access to the Book Collection Hall weekly. I'll go to the Book Collection Hall tomorrow and familiarize myself with the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion's layout." Liu Wuxie recollected his fist and returned to his room.

Through the jade slip, he had a rough understanding of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, and there were many things he had to explore. The Heavenly Treasure Pavilion had six peaks, which had already been introduced previously. He was now the disciple of the Heavenly Trigram Peak.

There were also many facilities, such as the Book Collection Hall, Mission Hall, Martial Arts Pavilion, Promotion Hall, Law Enforcement Hall, etc.

They were essential institutions in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. For example, the Mission Hall had subsidiaries such as the Blacksmith Pavilion and Alchemy Pavilion. Everyone could use their points to forge weapons or refine pills. Furthermore, it was also possible to exchange points for pills, which was very convenient.

Missions were issued at the beginning of each month, and those were the two bustling days of the month. The sect didn't keep lazy people, and everyone had to submit ten points monthly to receive spirit stones.

This meant Liu Wuxie would have to submit ten points if he wanted to carry on receiving five hundred spirit stones next month.

In addition to these institutions, there were places such as the Lecture Hall and Guidance Hall. As long as one had enough points, one could even be taught by someone in the Nascent Transformation Realm.

Auxiliary institutions included the Sparring Hall and Cultivation Hall, which were well-equipped with chambers to aid cultivation.

In summary, a major sect was like a complete world; everyone had to contribute to survive there. The sect offered comprehensive services to support cultivation, but these services weren't provided for free to discourage idleness.

However, having a powerful backing was different. With a powerful sect as backing, everyone's status would be different when they went out, especially disciples of the ten major sects. Everyone would be courteous and respectful to them wherever they went.

In summary, it heavily depended on an individual's strength and how far they could go in their path as a cultivator.

When the sky brightened, Liu Wuxie came out from his courtyard. The roads felt unfamiliar, and the Heavenly Trigram Peak was larger than he had imagined.

This wasn't just a mountain but an entire mountain range. There were over a hundred thousand outer disciples, and it was customary for everyone not to be acquainted with each other.

After asking several disciples, he finally found his way to the Library. Knowledge was the best medium for improvement.

This was his first day here, and he was quick to cultivate. On the contrary, he wanted to brush up his knowledge. After all, he needed to become more familiar with the True Martial Continent because he had only heard bits and pieces from Mu Yueying.

The Book Collection Hall was a massive building, reaching up to ten floors. This place wasn't just for the Heavenly Trigram Peak’s disciples but also for disciples from the other peaks.

As it was morning, countless disciples were visiting the library. There were roughly five to six thousand disciples, and Liu Wuxie wasn't the only one seeking knowledge.

This building was divided into four entrances. The north was for outer disciples, the west for inner disciples, the south for core disciples, and the east for true disciples. This was mainly to facilitate crowd control.

Liu Wuxie followed the crowd and waited two hours before it was his turn. A checkpoint was at the entrance; only some were eligible to enter because it required five points.

A large pillar stood beside the gate, adorned with countless spiritual runes. Whenever a disciple arrived, they were required to scan their medal on the pillar to deduct the points.

"Please enter your points." The deacon in charge of the Book Collection Hall glanced at Liu Wuxie and instructed him to pay the points at the stone pillar.

Everyone's points would be recorded in their medal, and Liu Wuxie had no points in his medal. However, as a priority disciple, he could enter the Book Collection Hall once a week for free.

"I have no points!" Liu Wuxie rubbed his nose, looking awkward. But just when he wanted to explain that he was a priority disciple, the deacon interrupted him.

"No points?" The deacon stood up unhappily upon hearing that Liu Wuxie had no points.

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