Chapter 61

Chapter 61 - Match

The Flame Yang Spell had sustained the Huo Family's strength for over a century, showcasing its profound nature. However, Yin Xu's contemptuous expression suggested it was merely an ordinary cultivation technique.

“Then, how long do you reckon it'll take me to reach Huo Zhengquan's current level?” Teng Yu inquired.

“That hinges on your training regimen.” New novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

“How so?”

“The Flame Yang Spell emphasizes utmost masculinity in its cultivation. It's tailored for men, particularly those with robust physiques.” Yin Xu chuckled, eyeing Teng Yu. “Others might not realize, but compared to Huo Yiloong, your aptitude is tenfold superior!”

“Among positive cultivation techniques, the foremost prerequisite is to solidify one's essence and harness one's Yang energy, akin to a ‘child's body.' One can pursue it even at the expense of severe injury, albeit with diminished efficacy.”

Teng Yu grimaced; surely he couldn't forsake female companionship solely for cultivating the Flame Yang Spell, could he?

Reading Teng Yu's thoughts at a glance, Yin Xu teased in a seductive tone, “Is there another method you'd prefer to explore?”

Teng Yu sensed instinctively that this wasn't a prudent route, so he remained silent, fixating his gaze on Yin Xu.

Yin Xu straightened up, adopting a serious tone. “Alternatively, dual cultivation offers a balance between Yin and Yang, mutually enhancing our progress, far surpassing mere self-defense.”

Teng Yu's mind buzzed with confusion. He suspected this youth from the Evil Sect had gleaned such unconventional knowledge from his background.

Setting aside the existence of dual cultivation techniques, even if they did exist, which partner would he choose? Some women in the Dark Guard might be willing, but even contemplating such a proposition went against protocol.

Unaware that dual cultivation wasn't strictly confined to male-female partnerships, the Third Prince suppressed his inner discontent and remarked lightly, “Let's drop this topic; I'm not interested.”

Yin Xu felt a twinge of disappointment, recognizing that dual cultivation hinged on mutual consent and emotion. Committing to a cultivation partner meant a lifetime bond, not to be taken lightly.

Teng Yu changed into his usual attire before summoning assistance for his ablutions.

Yin Xu's bare feet padded on the plush carpet as his gaze lingered on Teng Yu's attendant, realizing they were the same pair from yesterday. He surmised they were trustworthy.

Once tidied, Yin Xu trailed Teng Yu out of the chamber, noticing the courtyard was notably quieter than before.

“Didn't you eliminate a group of guards in An County last time? Why the surplus here?”

“Most of the guards in this mansion aren't aligned with us. There needs to be a pretext to dispose of them, but this batch should suffice. At least this courtyard will be cleared.”

Yin Xu nodded, having grasped Teng Yu's modus operandi over time: leaving no traces and shifting blame onto others.

While Yin Xu possessed superior physical prowess, his prolonged exertion was taking its toll. Conversely, Teng Yu, despite his robust physique, had depleted much of his internal energy, rendering him unable to continue the fight.

Using his feet, Yin Xu deftly manipulated a branch from the ground. Infused with Demonic Qi, he thrust it forcefully toward Teng Yu.

Teng Yu watched the iron-black branch hurtling toward his chest, a chill running down his spine. Without hesitation, he retreated, opting not to confront it head-on.

“You're playing dirty!” Teng Yu coughed up blood, evading Yin Xu's strikes while searching for a weapon. However, aside from branches and leaves, there were no stones in sight, a testament to the mansion servants' incompetence.

The lack of stones was solely attributed to the mansion's incompetent staff.

Leaning backward to dodge a descending tree branch, Teng Yu swiftly maneuvered past Yin Xu, leveraging his Qi to ascend a large courtyard tree. As Yin Xu turned, a barrage of pearl-sized fruits hurtled toward him.

Evading the projectile onslaught, Yin Xu attempted to dodge the hidden weaponry. Moments later, he spotted Teng Yu reclining against the tree, brandishing a handful of fruits with a malevolent grin.

Yin Xu anticipated Teng Yu's next move without difficulty, his lips curling into a smirk as he observed the tree laden with fruit. With a flick of his hand, a sinister Demonic Qi materialized.

The courtyard was soon enveloped in a deluge of purple fruit, leaving Yin Xu covered in splotches. Yet, Teng Yu bore the brunt of the assault, his visage tinged with a deep purple hue, lending him a somewhat comical appearance.

“Haha...” Yin Xu chuckled triumphantly, hands on hips.

As Teng Yu wiped his face with stained hands, preparing to retaliate, Han Qing's arrival interrupted them with news of an imperial decree.

“Quite early,” Teng Yu remarked, leading Yin Xu to the front hall, presuming the decree pertained to him.

Without changing attire, the duo traversed the courtyard, drawing bewildered stares from onlookers.

As Lai Jiquan approached, Teng Yu explained the interruption, expressing dissatisfaction at the timing.

Lai Jiquan's cunning gaze swept over them as he remarked jovially about his delayed arrival.

Teng Yu cut him off, demanding the reason for the emperor's summons.

Lai Jiquan, bowing respectfully, relayed the emperor's directive for Seventh Young Master to attend the New Year's Eve feast, complete with formal attire.

Teng Yu expressed surprise, assuming he would be summoned immediately.

Lai Jiquan clarified that the emperor was preoccupied with General Yun's return and planned to welcome him alongside the First Prince of the Imperial Consort Yun.

Teng Yu's eyes narrowed, a subtle tension evident in his grip on the cup.

Despite his dissatisfaction, Teng Yu instructed Lai Jiquan to convey his acknowledgment.