Chapter 58: Buy a Wine Pot and Kill Another Person

"If you don't want to do it, I can take care of killing that Xu Xiaoshou for you." Lan Xinzhi shrugged her shoulders, her clothes sliding even lower.

"How do you plan to kill him?" Zhang Xin Xiong stared intently at her. "One of the thirty-three in the Nei Yuan going after an Outer Court disciple who just won the Fengyun Zhengba?"

"Assassination!" Lan Xinzhi lifted her chin slightly, a hint of disdain in her beautiful eyes. "You said it yourself, he's just from the Outer Court."

"Heh, just from the Outer Court?"

"Killing a Xu Xiaoshou is easy enough, but do you think the enforcement elders of Lingfa Ge are that easily fooled?"

"If Xu Xiaoshou dies today, tomorrow you'll be on the execution platform!" Zhang Xin Xiong sneered.

"So you're worried about me?" Lan Xinzhi suddenly smiled brightly, her eyes sparkling.

"I'm just not willing to ruin my own future over a guy like him."

Zhang Xin Xiong gazed into the distance, his spirit full of ambition. "A place like Tian Sang Jun can't hold me back. The real stage for the strong is Dong Tian Wang Cheng in half a year!"

Lan Xinzhi looked at his sharp profile, her beautiful eyes filled with deep affection. She loved this unyielding strength in Zhang Xin Xiong that could conquer anything.

Unfortunately, in his eyes, there was no place for her.

Zhang Xin Xiong suddenly turned his head toward her, causing her heart to flutter with confusion. He said solemnly, "Have someone keep an eye on Xu Xiaoshou, but remember, don't act recklessly."

"Okay~"

"My dear young master Zhang~"

Lan Xinzhi chuckled playfully. "Do you still want the wine?"

"I'm not drinking. I have to go out."

"Where are you going?"

"None of your business!"

Lan Xinzhi's expression changed, and she slammed the wine jug onto the table with a bang, snapping angrily, "You're going to see that little wretch Rao Yin Yin again, aren't you?"

Zhang Xin Xiong stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around, his eyes seeming to devour her. "Say that again and see what happens!"

Lan Xinzhi backed away quickly and plopped down onto a chair.

When Zhang Xin Xiong was angry, his terrifying aura crashed over her like waves. Even though she was also in Shang Lingjing, she couldn't withstand it.

But this time, Lan Xinzhi didn't back down. She stood up abruptly and shouted furiously, "You can't even enter her Ling Zhi, so what's the point of going there so many times?!"

Zhang Xin Xiong's face darkened. He stepped forward heavily, pinning Lan Xinzhi back into the chair as he spoke slowly:

"Some things are beyond your reach."

"You have talent and you've entered the Nei Yuan, so focus on your cultivation and don't get any foolish ideas."

"Remember your place—you're just a lowly servant of the Zhang family, a mere messenger..."

"That's all!"

Lan Xinzhi stared blankly at Zhang Xin Xiong until he vanished from sight. Only then did her rigid body relax, and she realized her back was already soaked with cold sweat.

She gave a self-mocking smile. In his eyes, social rank and status were barriers she could never overcome...

Even though she had become one of the thirty-three in the Nei Yuan!

With a smack, Lan Xinzhi slapped the spirit silver jade wine jug to the ground, shattering it. The aroma of "Zhu Xian Niang" instantly filled the entire courtyard.

She stared blankly at the fragments on the floor, her eyes seeming to well up with tears.

In the next second, spiritual energy surged, evaporating the mist of tears.

"He Yu Xing!"

A man's figure appeared from outside the courtyard gate just in time—handsome and refined, with a long sword at his waist, as if he had been waiting for a while.

"Why put yourself through this?" Under He Yu Xing's sword-like brows, his eyes were filled with unconcealable heartache. He stepped into the spilled wine and squatted down to pick up the fragments of the wine jug.

"Don't bother cleaning it up." Lan Xinzhi waved her hand, and blue flames instantly ignited on the ground, making He Yu Xing quickly step back.

"The wine jug was his, and I smashed it."

"I know."

"Get me one that's exactly the same."

"..."

"Alright." He Yu Xing replied with a bitter smile. He looked at Lan Xinzhi, but she was gazing into the distance.

Just as Zhang Xin Xiong had no room for her in his eyes, she had never truly seen herself in his.

He shook his head, shaking off the jumbled thoughts.

"Just the wine jug?"

"Of course not!"

Lan Xinzhi pulled up her skirt and stepped out the door.

"Kill someone else too."

"Who?"

"Xu Xiaoshou."

...

"Achoo!"

Who's thinking about me?

Xu Xiaoshou rubbed his nose.

The most beautiful woman he'd ever seen was probably the one in the red dress who came with Su Qianqian during the group matches, flirting with him before leaving.

She must be the one thinking about me...

Just don't know her name...

Sigh, being handsome really means you're always on someone's mind!

Xu Xiaoshou snapped back to reality. He had already left Ling Cang Ge and was back on his bed, lost in thought.

This had been quite an extraordinary journey. He vaguely remembered the sympathetic look on Xiao Qi Xiu's face when he registered, along with a few words of encouragement.

"From Xiao Qi Xiu's attitude, that old man might even have higher status than him. But Xiao Qi Xiu is already the great elder of the Enforcement Pavilion, so what could that old man be?"

"The dean?"

"No, no."

"I remember the dean's name is Ye Xiao Tian..."

Xu Xiaoshou rolled around on the floor. He couldn't get on the bed, because one wrong move and the boards would turn to charcoal—that would be terrifying.

The high temperature on his body had already burned through a quilt!

"Forget about that old man. Thinking about him just makes me angry..."

What's done is done, and Xu Xiaoshou had no choice but to accept that he was being used as a test subject. It seemed like the other party was running some kind of experiment...

Objectively speaking, it had its pros and cons.

Xu Xiaoshou took out the jade slip and pressed it to his forehead to sense it again.

"Jin Zhao Tian Fen..."

This was an extremely unique spiritual technique, with no rank.

Yet for Xu Xiaoshou, something without a rank probably meant it was among the most powerful.

And the reality was pretty much that. Its cultivation started with an innate physical body, plus the fire-attribute treasure "Jin Zhao Huo Zhong."

The cultivation method was brutally straightforward—just endure the power of the fire seed to refine "Jin Zhao Ling Yuan."

He was familiar with Ling Yuan.

In the ten realms of refining spirits, the absorbed spiritual energy from heaven and earth forms spiritual power in the qi sea; once you reach the innate realm, spiritual power transforms into Ling Yuan, with power increasing exponentially.

This technique was incredibly domineering—it didn't matter what level you were at; as long as you refined it, you could form the special "Jin Zhao Ling Yuan." But that also showed just how difficult it was to cultivate.

Xu Xiaoshou sat cross-legged on the floor with his upper body bare, steam rising from him.

This was just the pre-cultivation state!

And according to the description, the longer "Jin Zhao Huo Zhong" stayed in the body, the more unstable it became, which matched his guess.

This thing was basically a ticking time bomb!

He glanced at the red interface in his mind.

"Passive value: 48,662."

Based on his previous experience, refining this would take about two or three hours. If he got through it, he'd gain a huge amount of passive value.

"Let's refine it!"

Xu Xiaoshou steeled himself—there would still be some pain, but first time's a trial, second time's familiar. He'd succeeded once before, so as long as he was careful, there shouldn't be any accidents.

He was actually looking forward to the transformation in his strength after succeeding.

With fire-attribute Jin Zhao Ling Yuan...

That would be like gaining innate attribute power ahead of time!