761: Zhang Wuhen in despair

As wisps of pure Spiritual Qi were absorbed into his body, Yang Lingchen finally touched the barrier of the Eighth Layer of Profound Immortal Realm.

At this moment, Yang Lingchen focused his Qi into his Dantian, his Soul connected with the Qi of Heaven and Earth, and then he circulated all the Immortal Essence Power within his body, rushing crazily towards the Eighth Layer of Profound Immortal Realm.

"Boom, boom, boom...!"

"Eighth Layer of Profound Immortal Realm."

At this moment, Yang Lingchen suddenly opened his eyes. He slowly stood up and stretched his body, causing his bones to emit a crackling sound.

Yang Lingchen clenched his fist, feeling the powerful strength within his body. His eyes were filled with a confident radiance.

Subsequently, Yang Lingchen took out some medicinal materials and began Alchemy. Time in this heavenly spirit pagoda was limited; if he used Medicinal Pill to assist his Cultivate, he would definitely achieve twice the result with half the effort.

...

In the Outer Court dormitory area, just as Zhang Wuhen walked out of his room, his arm was grabbed by a burly man, and he was dragged all the way towards the Inner Court.

"Senior Brother, is there some misunderstanding?" Zhang Wuhen looked bewildered.

"Cut the crap! Otherwise, I will cripple you." Murong Cang snorted coldly, then dragged Zhang Wuhen and continued towards his younger sister's residence.

"A-Hao, notify my Sixth Sister and tell her to come save me immediately."

Seeing this, Zhang Wuhen hurriedly sent a Sound Transmission to Zhang Shihao, then obediently followed Murong Cang towards the Inner Court.

He could tell that Murong Cang's strength had reached at least the Ninth Layer of Earth Immortal Realm; it was simply not something he could contend with at present.

"Don't worry, Young Master. I will go notify the Sixth Young Miss immediately."

After receiving the Sound Transmission, Zhang Shihao hurriedly walked towards Zhang Wuxin's residence.

About a quarter of an hour later, Murong Cang brought Zhang Wuhen to Murong Xiaoxiao's residence.

"Are you Zhang Wuhen from Outer Court Class Four?" Murong Xiaoxiao asked, looking puzzled.

"I am Zhang Wuhen from Outer Court Class Four. Senior Sister, did you find the wrong person?" Zhang Wuhen asked cautiously.

"Brother, you caught the wrong person. This guy is definitely not the person I am looking for," Murong Xiaoxiao said.

"Caught the wrong person?" Murong Cang looked surprised and said, "Fine, then I'll send him back!"

"Brother, it's fine. If you caught the wrong one, so be it! You go back first! I'll send him back later." Murong Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, "This kid looks pretty good, let's make do with him for a day!"

"Alright, then I'm leaving." After Murong Cang finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Wuhen again, "Kid, listen to my sister well, otherwise I will make you pay."

Subsequently, Murong Cang left Murong Xiaoxiao's residence.

"Kid, come into the room with me." Murong Xiaoxiao's figure flashed instantly, grabbing Zhang Wuhen's arm and dragging him directly towards the room.

"Senior Sister, didn't you say you caught the wrong person?"

At this moment, Zhang Wuhen was completely panicked, because he realized that in front of her, he had absolutely no power to resist.

"I did catch the wrong person, but making the best of a mistake is also a good choice." A wicked expression appeared on Murong Xiaoxiao's face.

"My great-uncle is Zhang Tianxiong, let me go quickly." Zhang Wuhen could only bring up his great-uncle.

"So what if your great-uncle is Zhang Tianxiong? If you don't serve This Young Lady well today, This Young Lady will castrate you."

A hint of lewdness appeared on Murong Xiaoxiao's face, and she forcefully pressed Zhang Wuhen's head down beneath her.

"Wuwu...!"

"Damn it, Yang Lingchen, I will not rest until you are dead."

This was the last thought in Zhang Wuhen's mind. He knew this must have been caused by Yang Lingchen again; otherwise, how could he have been inexplicably caught by Murong Xiaoxiao?

About two hours later, Zhang Wuxin led Zhang Shihao and rushed quickly towards Murong Xiaoxiao's residence.

"Murong Xiaoxiao, you bitch! Let my brother go."

Zhang Wuxin walked outside Murong Xiaoxiao's courtyard and shouted angrily.

"Sixth Sister, why did you only just arrive!"

At this moment, Murong Xiaoxiao's courtyard gate opened, and Zhang Wuhen walked out, looking lifeless. His legs were still trembling, and the arrogant look he once had was gone from his eyes.

"Murong Xiaoxiao, you bitch! What exactly did you do to my brother?" Zhang Wuxin looked at Murong Xiaoxiao angrily.

"Zhang Wuxin, speak more politely to This Young Lady. This Young Lady just favored your brother a little, why are you so agitated?"

Murong Xiaoxiao giggled, not taking Zhang Wuxin seriously at all.

"You...!"

Zhang Wuxin's face twisted with anger instantly.

But in the end, she still did not make a move. Although her strength was much stronger than Murong Xiaoxiao's, the other party's father was, after all, Murong Jincheng. Unless absolutely necessary, she did not want to make a move against her.

"You what? Why don't you take your useless brother away? What a silver-spear wax-head, completely useless."

Murong Xiaoxiao gave Zhang Wuhen a disdainful look, then slammed the courtyard gate shut with a bang.

"Sixth Sister, I must kill that beast Yang Lingchen." A terrifying look of resentment appeared in Zhang Wuhen's eyes.

"Yang Lingchen?" A hint of confusion appeared in Zhang Wuxin's eyes.

"It's that beast again. If he hadn't impersonated my name and offended Murong Xiaoxiao, I wouldn't have been caught here." Zhang Wuhen said angrily.

"Where is he now?" Zhang Wuxin said coldly.

"I don't know either." Zhang Wuhen said.

...

Core Disciple area.

"Senior Brother Jun, that kid is really too insidious, and he has Chu Yuechan protecting him. What should we do?" Chen Yuhui asked.

"Do not make a move on him within the academy. Keep an eye on him for me. Once he leaves the academy, kill him for This Young Master immediately." A trace of cold Killing Intent appeared in Jun Lingyu's eyes.

"Yes, Senior Brother Jun."

Chen Yuhui responded respectfully.

...

At this time, Yang Lingchen had already arrived at the twentieth layer of the Immortal Spirit Pagoda. As the pressure continued to rise, his speed of climbing upwards gradually slowed down.

In the following period of time, he kept Cultivate on the twentieth layer of the Immortal Spirit Pagoda.

The Spiritual Qi here had undergone a qualitative change compared to the first ten layers, because not many people could ascend to this layer.

Time passed quietly, and in the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

After three days of Cultivate, Yang Lingchen's cultivation level had also increased from the Early Stage of the Eighth Layer of Profound Immortal Realm to the Middle Stage of the Eighth Layer of Profound Immortal Realm.

At this moment, he stood up and walked all the way towards the twenty-first layer.

If he wanted to quickly increase his cultivation level, he needed to keep climbing upwards. Only by climbing to higher levels could his speed of Cultivate and his ability to comprehend be improved.

As Yang Lingchen's figure continued to climb upwards, he soon attracted the attention of the guarding Elder of the Immortal Spirit Pagoda.

However, the guarding Elder only knew that someone was climbing up quickly, but he did not know that this person was Yang Lingchen.

Soon Yang Lingchen arrived at the thirtieth layer. At this time, his cultivation level had already reached the Peak of the Eighth Layer of Profound Immortal Realm, only one step away from the Ninth Layer of Profound Immortal Realm.