The sky was gloomy, Su Dao Xing returned to his residence, the wound on his injured shoulder had healed automatically, he became the Sixteenth Wu Wang, with a very strong self-healing ability.

  He sat cross-legged, using the spiritual symbol to absorb the heavenly and earthly spiritual energy for a while. Suddenly, he thought of the wooden box that Lu Lü had given him, turned the spiritual energy around, patted the Seven Holy Command Plate on his waist, took out the wooden box, and slowly opened it.

  Inside the wooden box is a small piece of Water Spirit Vein.

  "The Lu siblings are indeed people who keep their promises, such gentlemen can be befriended." Su Dao Xing praised and casually pinched the small section of Shui Ling Mai.

  With a whooshing sound, Su Dao woke up and operated the spiritual energy, and the water spirit pulse turned into flowing water and entered his body directly.

  He looked inward and found that in his body, the meridians were like starry lines connecting the acupoints like stars.

  The Water Spirit Vein is currently attached to a spiritual vein on Su Dao Xing's body, and instantly that spiritual vein shines brightly.

  Su Dao Xing's spiritual power, originally hidden in the pulse, was drawn away by Shui Ling Mai, which could be used to break through the 17th and 18th locks. The spiritual power that had been sealed for eighteen locks was completely drained by Shui Ling Mai.

  The water meridian that absorbed the vast spiritual energy grew a bit larger.

  Su Dao Xing only felt a movement in his mind, and the water vapor around him surged towards him. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and a round ball of water appeared in his palm.

  "I've only cultivated a small portion of the Water Spirit Meridian, yet I can sense the existence of water molecules and manipulate the water vapor in the air. It's truly mysterious." Su Daoxing muttered to himself, finally understanding how beneficial it was for a martial artist to cultivate 100 meridians to become a Grandmaster-level Martial King.

  The Martial King and the Cultivator seem to be separated by only one boundary, but in reality, they are separated by tens of millions of miles. If we say that the Martial King is just an ant, then the Cultivator is a giant mountain, and the ant is just an insignificant existence in front of the giant mountain.

  "Repairing the hundred spiritual veins, becoming a cultivator, this is my first spiritual vein, the Water Spiritual Vein." Su Dao Xing began to nourish the Water Spiritual Vein, and once it became a complete spiritual vein, his strength would rise to another level.

  Su Dao Xing gets up early every day for morning exercises, in the afternoon he enters the practice room and practices with puppets, in the evening he cultivates, most of his time is spent cultivating, he has a sense of urgency, must quickly improve his cultivation, take one step into the realm of the Grandmaster-level Martial King.

  A notice was posted on the bulletin board of the Holy Island, stating that a demon beast had wandered from an unnamed island to the Holy Island today. It is said that this demon beast can speak human language and spread rumors everywhere. Be careful, students of the university, if you find the demon beast, kill it without hesitation, and the Holy Institute will reward you handsomely.

  "The demonic beast that speaks human language is probably not far from its transformation boundary. Once the demonic beast transforms, it will be an existence of unparalleled terror."

  "The beast was just a beast before it transformed, but once it has transformed, it becomes a demon."

  Some brave students from Art High on Holy Island organized a monster-hunting squad and patrolled around, searching for any signs of the beast.

  The other courtyard where Su Dao woke up was also posted with that notice.

  The other courtyard is slightly deserted, Quan Heng, Kong Yue, and Yue Tian Wu are all at the level of a grandmaster, they have gone to study in the Seven Saints Courtyard, only two half-step grandmasters Tang Qian and Sun Zhengdao are left, as well as a sixteen-tribulation martial king Su Dao Xing.

  "Sudao Xing, go back and pay attention to closing the doors and windows tightly. The monster will run into your house and eat you up." Sun Zhengdao said goodbye to Sudao Xing and joked with him.

  "Mind your own doors and windows," Su Dao Xing replied, "the demon beast likes people with strong blood energy. You've been a soldier for many years, so you have strong blood energy. The demon beast will come to you first."

  "How childish!" Tang Qian, who had just finished his cultivation, heard the two people's childish conversation and walked into the small building with a disdainful flick of his hair.

  Su Dao Xing returned to the top floor of the small building, sat cross-legged, gazing at the dense stars in the starry sky, silent and speechless.

  Boom!

  Two rays of light chased each other in the vast sky, fighting fiercely as they went. The lights flashed everywhere, and one by one, the cultivators' magical instruments clashed in mid-air.

  "Look quickly, a great war is happening in the sky, what's going on? Could it be that the teachers of the Holy Institute are fighting against the demon beasts?"

  "Monsters can't fly, so how can they be flying in the sky? Monsters aren't demonic birds either."

  The students looked up at the sky, only to see the commotion caused by the war, but could not see the scene of the war.

  Su Dao Xing looked for a while, but the great battle in the distance was too far away, he couldn't see clearly, lost interest, and continued to meditate and cultivate.

  Half an hour later, the war ended and the sky returned to calmness.

  The students were all discussing whether the masters of the Holy Institute had killed that demon beast.

  Bang!

  A heavy object fell to the ground, Su Dao woke up and opened his eyes, seeing a snow-white fox lying on the balcony, gasping for its last breath.

  "Save... save... me..." The white fox let out a faint and intermittent whimper.

  "Are you the demon beast that fought with our school's teachers in the sky? Why should I save you?" Su Dao Xing was not a novice, he stood up, his hands gripping the curved knife, on guard against the white fox.

  "I... know... the location of at least thirty spiritual veins on Sacred Island, I can help you find them." The white fox finished speaking and fainted.

  In the vast sky, cultivators were flying on their mounts, searching everywhere for the White Fox's trail.

  Su Dao Xing was in a dilemma during the battle between heaven and earth. He yearned to obtain the spiritual pulse, yet feared that if the white fox recovered from its injuries, it would harm him. After a moment of contemplation, he made a decision. Swiftly, he moved the white fox's body to a storage cabinet on the first floor, sprinkling some medicinal powder to conceal its aura and eradicate any remaining traces of the white fox on the rooftop.

  He had just done all this when a figure with a sword flew over his head.

  "Young man, have you ever seen a white fox?" The cultivator with the flying sword gazed at Su Dao Xing with an icy stare.

  "I've never seen this before." Su Dao Xing's aura burst forth, countering the terrifying pressure emitted by that cultivator.

  The cultivator meditated for a moment before striding forward on his flying sword and disappearing into the distance.

  The monk walked away, and Su Dao woke up to find that the terrifying force that had been pressing down on him earlier was withdrawn like flowing water. Suddenly, his whole body felt a wave of relaxation, and he let out a breath, only then realizing that his back was already drenched in sweat.

  Above the Holy Island, there are constantly flying artifacts of cultivators patrolling, and some Sect Master-level Martial Kings riding flying birds to patrol.

  A sleepless night!

  The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone down, and the cultivators flying on objects in the sky, as well as the martial kings riding flying birds to patrol, all fell towards all directions.

  Su Dao Xing returned to the first floor and carefully opened the storage cabinet.

  In the cabinet of miscellaneous items, the white fox stared at Su Daoming with eyes like electricity.

  Su Dao Xing said in a cold voice: "I risked danger to save you, I hope you can fulfill your promise and help me find the spiritual pulse on Sheng Island."

  "The descendants of Demon Saint Shen Gong Xiang keep their promises." The white fox told Su Dao Xing the information about a spiritual vein.

  Su Dao Xing was half-believing and half-doubting, and he rushed out of the courtyard to a swampy area. He said to himself: "The white fox said that in the central part of this swamp there is an ancient tree, and one of its thick roots is actually a terrestrial spiritual vein. I hope it's not deceiving me."

  He brought two long thin bamboo poles and tied them to his legs, relying on the poles to move slowly in the marsh.

  After a difficult journey of several hours, Su Dao Xing finally arrived in front of the ancient tree mentioned by the White Fox. The ancient tree was indeed coiled like a dragon, with one thick root wrapped around the trunk like a white dragon.

  Whoosh!

  Su Dao Xing threw out a curved knife and cut it directly at the seven-inch position of that tree root.

  That tree root seemed like a living thing, twisting its body, trying to shake off the curved knife that had been chopped into its body.

  Su Dao Xing rushed up and directly stretched out his hand to grab the earth spiritual vein, no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free.

  "It's indeed a terrestrial spiritual vein." Su Dao Xing was overjoyed after verifying the true form of the tree root, and he obtained a rare terrestrial spiritual vein in this way.

  The earth energy on the body of the Earth Spirit is very heavy and can be easily sensed by cultivators.

  Su Dao Xing sank into deep thought for a moment before directly grasping the Earth Spirit Pulse and swallowing it in one gulp.

  He swallowed a mouthful of earth spirit pulse, and from ancient times to the present, it was rare for someone to do so. Su Dao Xing did just that, and he introspected his own body.

  His body's meridians were like a string of stars suspended in the air, and the spiritual meridian was the line connecting two spheres.

  The earth spiritual pulse is generated in Su Dao Xing's body, and the pulse where that earth spiritual pulse meets the water spiritual pulse **is half earth spiritual energy and half water spiritual energy.

  Su Dao Xing suddenly sensed the soil molecules and water molecules in the air, and with a slight movement of his mind, the surrounding water vapor and dust gathered towards him.

  The practitioner can sense the molecules of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire and earth between heaven and earth, and can also sense the molecules of thunder, electricity, and darkness, and can control these molecules for their own use.

  Su Dao Xing can now control the soil and water molecules in the air, control the water molecules to wash away the dust on his body, and control the soil molecules to form a piece of land under his feet.

  Su Dao Xing left the swamp and returned to his residence, only to find a white fox lying on his bed, wrapped in blankets with only its head exposed, looking lazy.

  "From now on, my bed belongs to you." Su Daoxing, after being guided by the White Fox, found a piece of earth spirit vein and was overjoyed.

  The white fox suddenly woke up Su Dao, and at this moment, the white fox was very anthropomorphic.

  Su Dao Xing walked out of the small building and came to another courtyard, directly walking into the practice room for the top-level puppet accompaniment.

  A master-level puppet immediately emitted a powerful aura, its shadow flashing to the side of Su Daoming, and it punched towards Su Daoming's chest.

  Su Dao Xing's mind stirred, and the dust on the ground swirled around the puppet, while the water vapor in the air entwined itself around it. These dust and water vapors only had a disrupting effect on the puppet.

  Bang!

  Su Dao Xing punched out one by one, blasting the puppet away. This was his first time hitting the puppet.

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  It was Su Dao Xing who was blown out of the practice room, but this time he stayed in the practice room for a very long time. He fought against the puppet for a whole hour.

  "If I cultivate the Hundred Pulse, by then metal, wood, water, fire and earth will all be at my disposal. What a magnificent scene that would be." Su Dao woke up with a start, his imagination running wild about the future.

  Tang Qian slowly walked out of the Xiuzhen Realm Puppet Accompanying Practice Room, his body emitting a Martial King aura at the level of a Sect Master.

  "Tang Qiancheng has become a Master-level Martial King, isn't this too fast?" Sun Zhendao, who was practicing his Double Dragon Blade in the distance, sensed the aura of a Master-level Martial King emanating from Tang Qiancheng and exclaimed in surprise, feeling a great deal of pressure.

  Sun Zhendao and Tang Qian both became half-step Grandmasters, with the two constantly competing. What was unexpected for Sun Zhendao was that he was still in the half-step Grandmaster realm, while his opponent Tang Qian had already become a Grandmaster-level Martial King.