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Zhou Cangzhu had finished preparing lunch. Today was the day of rest, so it was rare for Zhou Zihan to also be home. The two of them sat by the table and waited for Zheng Yu to come over to eat.

"You are cultivating with Big Brother Zhong, but why are you always eating lazily? Big Brother Zhong hasn't eaten anything for so many days!"

Zhou Zihan was very unsatisfied, he felt that Zhong Wentao might be starving to death here.

If he wanted to enter, Zheng Yu would naturally obstruct his way.

"I'm different from master. He's much stronger than me. If I hadn't eaten or drank for half a month, I would have died a long time ago. Just pity me, I'm also very hardworking."

Zhou Zihan pretended to be pitiful as he took a piece of rib and bit down fiercely.

"It's been so many days. I have to say if I managed to successfully refine it. There's not the slightest bit of activity. Could something really have happened?"

Zhou Cangzhu asked worriedly, stretching his neck out to look around the backyard.

"I won't!"

Zhou Zihan shouted, "It's only been fifteen days, I've seen it on TV. Some people don't eat or drink for thirty days!"

Although she said that, she also felt guilty.

Five days was humanity's limit. How could there not be any movement within fifteen days?

After a while, Zhou Zihan finally could not hold it in anymore and decided to take a look at the backyard.

Zheng Yu immediately stood up, planning to stop them.

"I was just taking a peek in the middle of the courtyard. I definitely won't go near the warehouse, is that not okay?"

Zhou Zihan spoke pitifully, and for a moment, Zheng Yu did not think of any way to refuse, and just watched Zhou Zihan run away from him.

He wanted to chase after him, but it was unknown when Zhou Cangzhu came to his side, wrapped her arms around his neck and slowly walked out with him.

In the center of the courtyard, Zhou Zihan was indeed the one who stood in the center and did not move forward. However, in this position, it was impossible to see what was on the other side, nor could he see Zhou Cangzhu.

The three of them were in the courtyard, which made the neighbors curious. They were sizing up the place as well, but they didn't see anything interesting.

Zhou Zihan immediately retracted his eyes, afraid that his neighbors would see anything.

There was no point in waiting for a while, so the neighbors went back.

Only then did Zhou Zihan quickly reach the front of the warehouse. Zheng Yu wanted to stop him, but he was stopped by Zhou Cangzhu.

No matter what Zhong Wentao was cultivating, at this rate, it would only be a dead end for them. Even if they were to enter and disturb Zhong Wentao, they had no choice.

Just as Zhou Zihan's ear was about to touch the door, the door opened from the inside.

He quickly took a few steps back and saw Zhou Wentao walking out naked. Only his vital parts were covered by something.

Shua! Zhou Zihan's face was flushed red. He quickly turned and ran back into the room, not daring to come out again.

Zhong Wentao was also a bit embarrassed, he never thought that it would actually be Zhou Zihan who was outside. He thought that Zheng Yu was going to peek, and initially wanted to give Zheng Yu a pleasant surprise.

"Master, you're out!"

Zheng Yu shouted. The word came out very smoothly.

Zhong Wentao nodded his head with great difficulty. Even though he had succeeded, his body was extremely weak after half a month of not eating and drinking.

Zhou Cangzhu and Zheng Yu quickly supported him up and brought him into the room.

It was a good thing that everyone was eating at this time of the day. Otherwise, they would have been able to see a naked man being dragged inside.

When Zhong Wentao opened his eyes again, he was already lying on his bed with clothes on. He felt very safe and accompanied by Zheng Yu at the side, only then did he heave a sigh of relief when he saw that had woken up.

"Master, I thought you were going to die."

Zheng Yu heaved a sigh of relief, and complained unhappily.

He had been on tenterhooks these past fifteen days, afraid that something bad would happen to Zhong Wentao.

Zhong Wentao blinked his eyes and did not speak immediately.

His body was still very weak, and talking would take a lot of energy.

Zheng Yu also understood, it was just one person talking about what had happened in the past half month. Zhong Wentao quietly listened, blinking his eyes to show that he had heard everything.

During this half a month, Feng Chen had come to visit three times, and on average, he would come to visit Zhong Wentao once every five days.

"Well done …"

Zhong Wentao said softly. His voice was still a little hoarse as he looked at the ceiling and felt his body after entering the Nascent Soul Stage.

With much difficulty, he raised his hand, indicating Zheng Yu to place his hand on it, and used his fingers to touch Zheng Yu's body, and check the changes in his body.

Being touched by Zhong Wentao, Zheng Yu felt his palm go numb. This kind of feeling was very strange, and made his body tremble a little.

He could feel that this was because of the change in Zhong Wentao's body, which made him even more determined to cultivate the divine arts in the future.

"Not bad."

After a long while, Zhong Wentao finally let go of his hands and comforted Yun Che coldly.

Zheng Yu only felt gratitude. At least it was alright, but it wasn't completely impossible.

"Oh right, Master, this is the email Cheng Yang gave you."

With that, Zheng Yu took something that looked like a box and gave it to Zhong Wentao.

Zhong Wentao's stamina was limited, so he could only open the door for him.

Inside the cardboard box was something familiar, and Zheng Yu actually sent it over.

"What is this?"

Flipping through it, Zheng Yu asked curiously.

"Put it back, send it back to him!"

Zhong Wentao said coldly, looking extremely angry.

This was something that only the Patriarch Cheng could hold, wasn't Cheng Yang sending this over for him to keep?

Crazy!

This is crazy!

Zheng Yu was shocked, he immediately returned the box back into the box and placed it on the bedside, refusing to touch it again.

After sending the mail, Cheng Yang called and asked him to tell him that if no one signed or accepted the mail, they would always send it back to him, so he told Zhong Wentao to give up on this thought and just accept it.

"He's a madman!"

After hearing Zheng Yu's message, Zhong Wentao felt that he had been defeated.

Zheng Yu was actually willing to leave such an important white crystal with him.

He reached out his hand and took the box. The white crystal was still inside, and he could feel its obvious breath, but he could sense that others could.

"Hiss …"

Zhong Wentao took in a breath of cold air and flipped over his hand. There were a few bloody wounds on his palm.

"What's going on?"

Zheng Yu was a little anxious and snatched the box away. The surface of the box was extremely smooth and there was nothing that could injure the center of his palm.

"These people's hands and feet are really quick …"

Zhong Wentao lamented, and felt very helpless.

It wasn't a thorn, but a spell formation.

Someone was casting a spell on the box. When blood appeared, the array formation would be broken, and at the same time, it would be a warning to those who were stabbed. That was, tonight, someone would come to retrieve the box.

Tonight, after all, there would be another bloody battle.

"Master?"

Zheng Yu asked softly.

"You want to change your way of addressing me, yet you call me Zhong Wentao? I call you Zheng Yu, you cannot let anyone know that you and I are master and disciple, you absolutely cannot expose our relationship."

The white crystal were the target of the Vastheaven Sect. If they found out his identity again, there would be no day of rest for them in the future.

"Yes sir!"

Zheng Yu earnestly agreed, without asking for the reason, he trusted his completely.

"This is for you."

With that, Zhong Wentao took out a long blade from under the bed and threw it at Zheng Yu.

At night, Zheng Yu had to use this thing to kill the enemy, and also test the results of Zheng Yu's cultivation for the past half month.

"This …"

Looking at the long blade in his hand, Zheng Yu naturally understood that this was no trifling matter, but he had never killed anyone, so he did not dare kill them.

Hatred was easy to breed, but killing people was not something that was cultivated.

He could not be as ruthless as Zhong Wentao, he could not!

"Have you forgotten what happened earlier where you were almost killed by Zhang Yu? "Body refinement is about tempering a good body and being able to unleash strength while facing enemies."

Zhong Wentao said coldly. Regardless of whether Zheng Yu was willing or not, he had to face him.

Zheng Yu had already acknowledged him as his master, it was too late for regret.

Only the dead could regret it. If they wanted to live, they had to move forward.

At eleven in the evening, Zhong Wentao left the Ciji Hall with Zheng Yu wearing thick clothes. In his arms, he carried Cheng Yang's box as he walked down the main street.

The weather was cold outside, but Zhong Wentao's clothes were enough to attract the attention of passersby.

Zheng Yu didn't know where he was heading to, and could only follow Zhong Wentao aimlessly, until he reached a remote street.

After walking for about an hour, there were almost no eyes in sight.

Under the dark sky, a single street light was shining.

Zheng Yu quickly ran to the street lamp before finally feeling slightly safer.

Zhong Wentao gave the box to him for him to carry, and hid in the darkness to not fight with Zheng Yu for the place.

"Hey, who's coming over later? Is this someone we know?"

Zheng Yu asked with a low voice, hoping to satisfy his curiosity.

"Shh."

A voice came out of the night sky, causing Zheng Yu to immediately shut his mouth.

After waiting for half an hour, Zheng Yu started to understand why Zhong Wentao had to wear such thick clothes.

The sky here seemed to be different from the one in Ciji Hall. In just half an hour's time, it already felt as if it was below zero, and his thin clothes were practically frozen under the street lights.

"Phew …"

Taking a deep breath, he could clearly see the white gas as if it was winter.

Zhong Wentao stood in the dark, and looked at his foolish actions with the corner of his mouth hooked up.

The cold here was unusual. It was not the normal temperature, but was caused by Yin Qi.

In a place like this where there was no sign of human habitation, the accumulated Yin Qi accumulated over time and the temperature was much colder than the place where people forgot to smoke.

Zheng Yu had obviously never encountered such a situation before, and was even complaining that he brought too little clothes, without any other thoughts.

The reason he specially brought Zheng Yu here was also because he wanted to use the white crystal to attract people from the Vastheaven Sect.

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