Chapter 93: Ice Spirit Body, Congealing Soul Pellet

  "What's your martial arts level?"

  Wei Hong was taken aback for a moment, and then he heard the news coming from the City Lord's Manor. Had something happened at the City Lord's Manor?

  "Haha, Dong Lao, let me take your daughter as my apprentice. I promise to teach her carefully." A slightly arrogant voice rang out, with a hint of pleading.

  "Niu Jinyang, my daughter will be participating in the Sect's Grand Competition a year later. You shameless thing, what qualifications do you have to be her master?" The slightly angry voice shouted angrily.

  "Alright, alright, Dong Lao's matchless man, this is what you've forced me to do." The loud and clear voice rang out again, then there was no more sound, as if everything had come to a complete standstill.

  Wei Hong slightly shook his head, closed his eyes and prepared to cultivate, but at this time, an even more ear-piercing and deafening sound rang out again.

  "Everyone remember, Dong Lao's daughter is a Martial Spirit Body, and she is secretly cultivating the Wu Xiang Dan. If you encounter her on the road, don't miss out!"

  "Icy Spirit Body, Congealing Soul Pellet?"

  What is an Ice Spirit Body? It refers to those born in a yin year, yin month, and yin hour, who are naturally endowed with a extremely yin body. Their body inherently contains extreme yin energy, making it easier for them to cultivate ice-attributed techniques. An Ice Spirit Body can be said to be unmatched if they do not leave the secular world. However, if they do, their lowest achievement would still be that of an Emperor. Nevertheless, there is a hurdle for an Ice Spirit Body - at the lowest level of Martial Artist, they need to stimulate the cold energy within their body to reach the level of a Martial Master. If they fail, they will have no hope of breaking through for the rest of their lives.

  Breaking through to Martial Master is not just an improvement in cultivation, but also a growth of the soul. Both are indispensable, so there is the creation of 'Condensed Soul Pill'. One Condensed Soul Pill can make a martial artist's 9th rank cultivation soul suddenly surge, greatly increasing the chances of breaking through.

  So, everyone heard that the young master of the city lord's mansion was actually an ice spirit body, and they couldn't help but make a commotion, revealing a hint of envy. And when they heard that the city lord's mansion was refining the Soul Condensing Pill, their eyes gleamed with excitement, revealing a hint of greed.

  As the news leaked, a bloody storm was inevitable. At that time, whether it was other families or some old guys who had no hope of breaking through the nine-tiered martial arts, they would also make their move. After all, the Soul-Condensing Pill could increase the breakthrough rate by sixty percent.

  Wei Hong naturally had an interest in this Dan medicine, after all, it wasn't needed for the time being, but that didn't mean it wouldn't be needed in the future. Moreover, even if his soul force was strong, truly reaching the Wu Shi level would have a chance of increasing, and he couldn't afford to miss it.

  "Strength is still strength."

  Wei Hong muttered to himself, then quickly entered a meditative state and began practicing the Mystic Blade Technique. At the same time, he thought about whether there was an opportunity to break through again. After all, his Seventh Rank cultivation had only been achieved for less than three days. However, with his accumulated foundation and past life experience, Wei Hong's breakthrough would naturally be easier.

  Closing his eyes, Wei Hong sensed the essence of the Magic Swordsmanship, and as he did so, the martial energy within him began to circulate slowly, simultaneously impacting the boundary of his realm.

  As Wei Hong's understanding of the magical knife technique deepened, he repeatedly practiced the essence of the knife technique in his mind, and his strength was also rapidly increasing.

  Time passed minute by minute, and Wei Hong's aura grew more intense, while the martial energy in his dantian was rapidly swirling.

  "Smash! Smash! Smash!"

  Wei Hong suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in them, and let out a low shout.

  Bang!

  As Wei Hong's voice fell, a sound like breaking through barriers came from his dantian, followed by crackling sounds coming from within his body. Wei Hong felt as if his bones were becoming stronger, and a layer of faint black impurities on his skin was squeezed out along with some participating magazines.

  He stood up, Wei Hong had practiced for a night, but at this time he was refreshed and clean. After taking a bath and changing into a new set of clothes, he walked out the door.

  Just met Wei Wuming, before speaking, a hint of surprise appeared on Wei Wuming's face, and he asked incredulously: "You've broken through again?"

  "Hehe, it was a tough fight all the way, but I just managed to break through luckily." Wei Hong said with a faint smile.

  Wei Wuming was speechless at this time, the first time he saw Wei Hong, he was only a fourth-grade cultivator, but now, in such a short period of time, he had actually broken through to the eighth grade of martial artist, this was truly abnormal!

  Three people came together to the hall, ordered a few dishes, and soon heard the people next to them start discussing last night's events.

  "I really didn't expect it, the city lord's daughter is actually an Ice Spirit Body."

  "Haha, I see what you're concerned about is the Soul-Condensing Pill!"

  "Nonsense, don't you care? My life has almost been in vain, now the Soul-Condensing Pill is my only chance."

  All around, various discussions arose quietly. Compared to the City Master's Thousand Gold Ice Soul Body, the Condensed Soul Pellet was now the dream of these warriors, making each and every one of them extremely excited.

  It has to be said that the news spread quickly, and at this time, other warriors from various places, as long as they were close to Feng City, also quietly arrived. Apparently, everyone wanted a share of the pie. The Soul-Condensing Pill was not likely to be produced only once in the world, so everyone thought it was their own opportunity.

  "Yesterday, however, several martial artists of the 9th rank went to the City Lord's Manor, and as a result, they were directly killed and thrown out."

  "That's right, don't forget that the city lord is a martial artist of the warrior level, and he also has several ninth-grade warriors under his command, so it's naturally impossible to take him down that easily."

  Wei Hong was eating while listening to these discussions, and Wei Wuming saw the look on Wei Hong's face and couldn't help but say in a low voice: "Wei Hong, you're also interested in the Soul-Condensing Pill?"

  Wei Hong did not conceal anything, but instead looked at Wei Hong and said: "I reckon the Zhang family's people will also leave Feng City today. You and Wei Ning should leave Feng City together."

  Wei Hong didn't say it outright, but Wei Wuming and Wei Ning exchanged a glance, both revealing a hint of bitter smile. Indeed, with their current cultivation level, they would only be holding Wei Hong back. However, Wei Wuming's eyes still shone with unyielding determination as he said in a low voice, "Alright, we'll head back first and wait for you at the family."

  Wei Ning's eyes were filled with despair, while Wei Wuming was full of fighting spirit. Wei Hong also shook his head slightly, thinking that Wei Ning's achievements wouldn't be too great now. As a warrior, one must have an unyielding and strong mentality, meeting strength with strength.

  However, he didn't say anything either. After finishing dinner and watching the two leave, Wei Hong continued to return to his room for cultivation. At the same time, his soul force was released outside, naturally getting the latest news from time to time.

  A few days passed quietly, but at this time, the city master's mansion gate was already flowing with blood. However, there were still people going to fight for the Soul Condensing Pill, and the city master's mansion had gradually shown some signs of decline. More importantly, other families in Feng City also showed a hint of movement.

  "Call"

  Wei Hong let out a quiet breath in the room, and finally fixed his cultivation. Feeling it, he now had the power of fifty tigers, and Wei Hong also showed a hint of confidence. Now, he truly had the opportunity to compete with them.

  Wind City, wind and rain are coming!! Wei Hong muttered to himself, but he had also made preparations for a desperate last stand.