Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 305 - Seizing the Spiritual Treasure

“Let me do it!” Weng Li ran over and picked up the broom. He didn’t want this matter to escalate, and sweeping the floor was nothing much.

“Who told you to pick up the broom? He must clean the entire field today, or don’t blame us for being impolite!” Mei Zizheng glared at Weng Li. He wouldn’t hesitate to throw the spiritual treasure over if the latter dared to help.

“It has nothing to do with you. Step aside!” Liu Wuxie was touched that Weng Li had stepped in, unlike others who distanced themselves. Some even started flattering the two miscellaneous disciples, which filled Liu Wuxie with sorrow.

“Senior brothers, these are some specialties from my hometown. Please accept them!” Chen Xinchang and Yang Songyue took out some specialties from their interspatial pouches. They might not be worth much, but it was a sincere gesture from them.

This instantly left Mei Zizheng and Zhai Gaofang grinning with crooked smiles. After all, they had been the targets of bullies and finally got the chance to be ‘senior brothers’ today.

“Not bad. Go there to rest!” Mei Zizheng waved his hand for the two to rest by the side.

It didn’t take long for everyone else to mimic and take out gifts they had prepared beforehand, giving them to Mei Zizheng. Their friends and relatives had prepared gifts for them to build relationships with fellow disciples. But they surely didn’t expect to use them so quickly.

In just a few minutes, only Liu Wuxie and Weng Li, aside from the injured Lu Xinde, were left standing. In everyone’s eyes, this was the end of Liu Wuxie’s dominance because this was the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, and these two youths had a spiritual treasure on them. If Liu Wuxie dared to resist, it would only result in his death.

“Liu Wuxie, you better pick up the broom. There won’t be any benefits to opposing Senior Brother Mei!” Yang Songyue came from the Martial Heritance Dynasty. Liu Wuxie remembered that he hadn’t spared the geniuses from the Martial Heritance Dynasty in the Battle of the Hundred Nations.

He pretended to be humble along the way and didn’t dare to offend Liu Wuxie, but he immediately changed his attitude when he found a backer.

Seeing these people so eager to see him embarrassed, Liu Wuxie knew he was wrong about them. He had thought they would support each other since they were new disciples of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion. However, apart from Weng Li, everyone hoped for his demise.

“Brat, what are you staring at? Hurry up and sweep the field!” Mei Zizheng was running out of patience, and the spiritual treasure in his hand began to spin rapidly, ready to strike at any moment.

“Get lost!” Liu Wuxie’s voice sounded like rumbling lightning. At first, he wasn’t this furious, but Yang Songyue and others\' reactions annoyed him.

After all, he had risked his life holding back Yu Tianyi to let everyone escape. He didn’t expect their gratitude, but he certainly didn’t expect them to turn on him now.

A powerful aura swept out, nearly sending Mei Zizheng flying away. This naturally made the latter furious.

“Interesting! Do you dare tell me to get lost? You’re still not a disciple of the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion yet, and no one will do anything to me even if I kill you here.” Mei Zizheng threw the golden ray towards Liu Wuxie, intending to teach him a lesson using the spiritual treasure. He wanted to see if the latter would still dare to talk back to him.

“Nice spiritual treasure, but it’s mine now!” Liu Wuxie had just entered the cultivation world and required resources. This might be a low-grade spiritual treasure, but it was higher than the Heretic Blade.

He could strip the spiritual properties of this spiritual treasure and integrate them into the Heretic Blade.

When the golden ray flew over, Liu Wuxie waved his hand, and the spiritual treasure disappeared mysteriously as though it had never existed.

This sudden turn of events caught Mei Zizheng off guard, and he lost contact with the spiritual treasure.

“Brat, how dare you seize my spiritual treasure. Hand it over!” Mei Zizheng panicked. The spiritual treasure was his lifeline, and losing it was like a tiger losing its fangs.

Yang Songyue and others were dumbfounded. They couldn’t believe that even the spiritual treasure couldn’t do anything to Liu Wuxie.

The power of the spiritual treasure might not be comparable to an attack from someone in the Heavenly Dipper Realm, but it was formidable and was equivalent to an attack from someone in the higher levels of the True Core Realm.

No one could see Liu Wuxie’s actions when the spiritual treasure disappeared, leaving everyone in disbelief.

“Spiritual treasure? What are you talking about?” Liu Wuxie looked confused and shrugged. How would he give it back since it had come into his possession?

Weng Li smiled wryly. Perhaps only Liu Wuxie could do something so insane. If someone else were in his position, they would’ve swept the floor obediently, choosing to put up with it and take revenge in the future. This was something that others couldn’t imitate.

Liu Wuxie’s reply nearly drove Mei Zizheng insane. That spiritual treasure belonged to a senior brother, and he had given it to Mei Zizheng for safekeeping as he couldn’t take it to the place he was visiting.

Mei Zizheng had been swaggering around for the past few days with the spiritual treasure, which had made many outer disciples treat him politely. The spiritual treasure gave him the confidence to hold his head high.

But who would’ve thought he would suffer such a massive loss at Liu Wuxie’s hands? Not only did he fail to suppress Liu Wuxie, but he also lost the spiritual treasure given to him for safekeeping.

“You have quite the guts! You have three breaths to return it, or don’t blame me for being impolite!” Mei Zizheng panicked. He wouldn’t be able to explain to the senior brother who had entrusted him with the spiritual treasure, and there was no doubt that he would be killed for losing it.

Miscellaneous disciples weren’t in records, and no one would investigate if they died.

Yang Songyue and others were dumbfounded because all of this happened too quickly. When they remembered what they had done earlier, their faces turned red.

“You want the spiritual treasure back? Dream on! Get lost!” Liu Wuxie couldn’t be bothered to waste any more time with them. In his opinion, these two were no different from garbage. Even if someone in the higher levels of the True Core Realm were to challenge him, he wouldn’t hesitate to send them flying with a slap.

Then again, only Liu Wuxie dared to be so oppressive.

“Senior Brother Mei, think of a solution! It’s a serious offense to lose the spiritual treasure!” Zhao Gaofang became anxious. They would both be held responsible if they couldn’t return the spiritual treasure. After all, each spiritual treasure was priceless.

“Let’s go!” Mei Zizheng knew they were no match for Liu Wuxie, and the only solution was seeking help. He left without any hesitation, abandoning the broom and dashing away.

“Brother Liu, will your action cause unnecessary trouble?” Weng Li reminded out of goodwill. They were newcomers to the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion and needed to be cautious. Being so high-profile would only draw unwanted attention to them.

Yang Songyue and others had distanced themselves, not daring to get too close to Liu Wuxie.

“Do you think there won’t be trouble if I return the spiritual treasure?” Liu Wuxie glanced at Weng Li. He knew that the latter was advising him out of goodwill, and he had no intentions of blaming him.

Only Weng Li stood in support when Liu Wuxie faced the bullies, further strengthening their friendship.

Returning the spiritual treasure would only feed Mei Zizheng’s arrogance, encouraging him to take it further to humiliate them. Since that was the case, Liu Wuxie decided to seize the spiritual treasure since he had already offended them.

Liu Wuxie returned to his spot to sit down and meditate, isolating himself from the outside world.

Yang Songyue and others stood by the side, distancing themselves from Liu Wuxie.

Time passed quickly, and Fan Lin was still nowhere to be seen. According to him, the newly recruited disciples would arrive the following day.

As the sky turned dark, many outer disciples returned from outside. When they passed by the field, some had disdain and contempt on their faces, but most didn’t bother with them.

Suddenly, four figures rushed over from the distance. Mei Zizheng and Zhai Gaofang were among them, with two people following closely behind.

This made everyone tense up, especially Yang Songyue and others who gloated. What was bound to happen couldn’t be evaded.

“Senior Brother Hou, it’s him! He snatched my spiritual treasure!” Mei Zizheng stood five steps away from Liu Wuxie and pointed at him.

Two powerful auras came crashing down on Liu Wuxie. Hou Li had a powerful cultivation in the fifth level of the True Core Realm. He should be an outer disciple, as Mei Zizheng couldn\'t invite high-ranking disciples with his status.

Hou Li stepped forward and swept his cold gaze at everyone before fixating on Liu Wuxie.

“A mere cultivator from the mundane world dares to cause trouble in the cultivation world? Is he tired of living?!” Hou Li released his aura right from the start, suppressing Liu Wuxie.

He didn’t bother to find out who was in the wrong because cultivators from the mundane world were no different from ants to them.

A cold smirk appeared in Liu Wuxie’s eyes as he opened them, unleashing two icy beams that made Hou Li shudder in fear.

“Get lost!” Liu Wuxie’s voice echoed. He was cultivating as he still hadn’t refined all the energy from the Everlasting Pill. If he was given some time, he could even reach the fourth level of the True Core Realm. Thus, it was natural for Liu Wuxie to be furious after being interrupted.

“How dare you be disrespectful! Don’t you know where you are? You all are mere ants from the mundane world. It looks like you need to be taught a lesson today!” Hou Li reached out with his palm, striking towards Liu Wuxie.

In the mundane world, the strike from someone in the fifth level of the True Core Realm was highly destructive. But in the cultivation world, the strike could only cause a light breeze and couldn’t even sweep up the rocks from the ground. This was because space in the cultivation world was stronger than the mundane world.

“What did Mei Zizheng promise you to come here and seek humiliation?” Liu Wuxie vanished, and no one could see where he went.

After all, Mei Zizheng had sought out Hou Li not long after the spiritual treasure was seized. He had offered a hundred mid-grade spirit stones to invite Hou Li and another expert to help him regain the spiritual treasure.

Hou Li was stuck in the fifth level of the True Core Realm for a long time and urgently needed mid-grade spirit stones. He agreed to Mei Zizheng’s request, especially after hearing that he only had to punish a few cultivators from the mundane world.

Low-grade spirit stones were rare in the cultivation world; most were mid-grade spirit stones. The exchange ratio of a mid-grade spirit stone to low-grade spirit stones was 1:1000, and the exchange rate was the same for high to mid-grade spirit stones.

However, low-grade spirit stones contained too many impurities, which were unsuitable for cultivators to absorb.

Mei Zizheng had offered a hefty price of a hundred mid-grade spirit stones. Spirit stones were the most commonly used currency in the cultivation world because gold and silver were nothing but trash.