Chapter 10: Thousand Strike Spiritual Furnace, Holy Spirit Heart, You Take Revenge for Your Own Personal Revenge

"Great-grandfather is here."

Xingyuan nodded slightly, indicating that he didn't intend to keep him waiting too long. He made an appointment with Cai'er to meet at the next Demon Hunting Team selection competition and prepared to leave.

However, before he could take a step, Cai'er grabbed his hand.

Cai'er put a ring with an ancient style, a blue background and golden forget-me-not patterns on it on his hand.

This is……

Xingyuan naturally knew the meaning of this ring, but he was a little surprised that Cai'er chose to give it to him at this time...

No, this is the perfect time.

After all, when they meet next time, this will be the token they will need to recognize each other.

But when Xingyuan raised his head and wanted to say something, he found that Cai'er had been taken away by Shengyue.

What a mean old man...

Xingyuan looked in the direction of the Assassin's Temple headquarters and smiled slightly. Then his eyes went dark, his body went limp, and he fell on Sheng Lingxin, who was dressed in white.

Then there was an old man who was furious when he saw his cabbage being taken away by someone else...

Although he had seen Sheng Lingxin knocking him out through his future vision, Xing Yuan had no way to deal with it. At this stage, the gap in strength between him and his father-in-law Sheng Lingxin was still too big.

Looking at the forget-me-not ring that Cai'er put on Xingyuan's finger, Sheng Lingxin's face was extremely depressed.

He put the storage ring in his hand, which he had originally intended to give to Xingyuan to help him pack his luggage and store various trivial items, back into his arms, and then he carried Xingyuan away.

However, when he thought about what he was going to do to Xingyuan next, he couldn't help but feel better. A small ball of green flame appeared silently in his hand...

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"Hi-ah-"

When he woke up, Xingyuan found himself lying on the carriage to Jialing Pass. Before he could react whether he had brought anything with him or not, he felt a piercing pain all over his body.

"younger brother?"

Xingyuan's noise also startled Tan Wan, who was sitting in the same carriage with him and was quietly flipping through a book.

Seeing Xingyuan rolling on the bed in pain and almost falling off the bed, she immediately stood up and hugged him.

"Why is it so hot?"

As soon as he touched Xingyuan's body, Tan Wan clearly felt something was wrong.

It definitely wasn't a fever. Xingyuan ate monster meat, took pills, and took medicinal baths every day. His spiritual power level was much higher than hers, so he would not have gotten the kind of disease that only ordinary people would get.

After just a short while, Xingyuan was sweating all over from the pain. Tan Wan was also a little flustered. Finally, he input his mental power into Xingyuan's body, wanting to see what caused him to become like this.

However, when she checked the situation inside the Star Source, she was stunned.

"Brother, there is fire burning in your veins."

It seemed that the situation before him was too horrifying, and Tan Wan was hesitant and unable to speak.

"I...I know."

Xingyuan finally managed to squeeze out a few words from between his clenched teeth, "I... I'm fine, I'll be fine in a while."

If you can be alright, there must be something fishy going on, okay? "I'll go get some help."

Tan Wan thought that the fire in Xingyuan's body had confused him and he didn't listen to him at all.

He put Xingyuan back on the bed and used the second-level wind magic Wind Condensation to fix his body to prevent him from rolling under the bed in pain while he was away, and then turned around to leave.

However, Xingyuan was well aware of his current situation because Sheng Lingxin was using the Thousand Strikes Spirit Furnace, which was unique to him in the entire alliance, to remove impurities from the twelve meridians in his body and comb his tendons, which was why he was in so much pain that he wanted to roll around.

Although he knew that Sheng Lingxin was helping him and raising the upper limit of his future cultivation, Xing Yuan still felt that he had ulterior motives and was taking this opportunity to retaliate against him.

Seeing that Tan Wan was about to call for help, he was in so much pain that he had no strength to explain to her the source of the fire in his body. He could only reach out and hold her back, preventing her from going outside to call for help.

On the one hand, no one could help him in this situation, so he could only rely on himself to get through it. On the other hand, he was afraid that Tan Wan would really call someone who could force out the Thousand Strikes Spirit Furnace flame in his body and interrupt his body-building process.

It's just that he didn't control the strength well, and directly knocked Tan Wan, who had just taken two steps, to the bed. The sister and brother looked at each other in confusion for a while.

"Sister, please believe me."

Xingyuan tried to make his voice as calm and convincing as possible, "I'll really be fine. This, this is just a joke Uncle Sheng played on me."

Tan Wan: “…”

Fortunately, Tan Wan clearly felt that Xingyuan's body was not as hot as before, so he half-heartedly agreed to observe for a while before deciding whether to call for help.

After all, the method Xingyuan practiced was the most orthodox in the Magic Temple, and it did not require the tendons to be combed. Moreover, because Lan Yanyu had controlled his food, clothing, housing and transportation since he was a child, the number of impurities in his body that could be ignited was very small.

So after enduring the severe pain for a period of time, the blue flame that was originally raging in Xingyuan's body automatically extinguished because it could not find fuel.

Feeling his burned veins gradually cooling down, Xingyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he found that Tan Wan had been held on the bed by him at some point, his face was slightly red, he looked a little at a loss, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

Xingyuan: “?”

what happened?
"Brother, I feel a little hot."

Xingyuan reacted and let go immediately, stammering, not knowing how to explain to her.

Fortunately, Tan Wan didn't seem to care too much. Instead, he asked with concern: "Brother, are you really okay?"

"It's really okay."

Xingyuan thought about it and decided to be honest with her, saying that this was a unique method of the Assassin's Temple. If she was worried, she could wait until she arrived at Jialing Pass to ask her teacher if he knew about it.

"Okay, sister believes you."

After repeatedly confirming that there was nothing wrong with Xingyuan's body, she finally felt relieved. She did not mention calling anyone over. She sat back at the table and picked up the book she had been flipping through.

Noticing that Xingyuan was already sitting cross-legged on the bed in a meditative state to recover his physical and spiritual power, Tan Wan didn't know why he couldn't concentrate and suddenly couldn't read the contents of the book.

All she could think about was the image of Xing Yuan pulling her down on the bed face to face with him just now...

Omg!

Tan Wan, what on earth are you thinking about?
He is your younger brother who is almost eight years younger than you. How could you have such dirty thoughts?
Don't you know he has a little girlfriend who is the same age as him?

Thinking of this, Tan Wan's originally heated head finally cooled down, and he smoothed out his wrinkled clothes.

Finally I got back into the content of the book.

(End of this chapter)