"Duan Ling Tian, I’m sorry!" Fan Jian’s face started to slightly trembled and was briefly distorted slightly. In the end as if he’d made a great resolution, he gritted his teeth and apologized to Duan Ling Tian.

He had a face full of unwillingness that was without a shred of sincerity.

"Today, out of respect for Elder Lu Qiu, I can let our formed grievance be melted away like ice… But, the common saying is correct, it’s difficult to gather up spilled water!"

Duan Ling Tian looked at Fan Jian, and his gaze became slightly ice cold. "There’re some words that once spoken, you must pay the price for it!"

At practically the instant that Duan Ling Tian finished speaking, and Lu Qiu’s and Fan Jian’s face changed, Duan Ling Tian moved.

Whoosh!

The grade seven spirit sword that appeared out of thin air on Duan Ling Tian’s hand seemed to transform into a bolt of lightning that whistled as is flashed by.

At practically the exact same instant.

"Ah!" Fan Jian emitted a shrill cry, and the pinky on his right hand was severed by Duan Ling Tian. Fresh blood splattered out as the severed finger dropped onto the ground.

This was the price that Duan Ling Tian wanted Fan Jian to pay!

Fan Jian took a deep breath and his face flushed red, Origin Energy jumped about at the spot his pinky was cut off to temporarily stop the bleeding.

Right when Fan Jian’s gaze descended onto the severed finger on the ground and wanted to pick it up later to get an alchemist to connect it for him.

Whoosh!

As if he perceived Fan Jian’s intentions, the grade seven spirit sword in Duan Ling Tian’s hand trembled then flashed out, flicking up the severed finger then sweeping it out of Dubhe Peak to descend the bottomless abyss and disappear.

Now, even if Fan Jian ran down Dubhe Peak and found his severed finger, it would be impossible to connect it back.

"Duan Ling Tian!" This scene caused Fan Jian’s eyes to transform into a crimson red color as he stared fixedly at Duan Ling Tian.

At this moment, Fan Jian seemed as if he’d transformed into a fierce beast that had opened its bloody mouth, wanting to swallow Duan Ling Tian.

His chest was filled with restless flames of rage that would gush out at any moment.

"The grievances between the two of us are written off right now!" Duan Ling Tian ignored the enraged Fan Jian as he spoke with a calm voice. He didn’t wait to see if Fan Jian agreed as he casually put away the spirit sword in his hand and started to walk down Dubhe Peak.

Meanwhile, some of the inner court disciples that passed by and spectated were all dumbstruck as they watched Duan Ling Tian leave.

Who the heck was this outer court disciple?

Actually so bold and powerful!

Severing the pinky of an inner court disciple and sweeping it down the bottomless abyss, entirely not allow him a chance to reconnect his pinky.

"Fan Jian, good luck." Lu Qiu glanced deeply at Fan Jian who had a face full of rage, and shook his head and sighed.

The saying troubled are caused by the mouth is precisely talking about the current Fan Jian.

He was able to perceive that even when Duan Ling Tian recognized Fan Jian earlier, his mood still remained stable and cable, and there was no signs of getting enraged…

In other words, at that time, Duan Ling Tian didn’t intend on doing anything to Fan Jian.

Until Fan Jian wanted Duan Ling Tian to crawl under his crotch did Duan Ling Tian emit a killing intent that was so dense it even caused him to feel afraid!

He knew that if it wasn’t for him saving Duan Ling Tian’s life on the chain bridge today, then Duan Ling Tian would absolutely not easily let off Fan Jian earlier just for the sake of him.

In Cloud Continent, the strong were respected.

Every martial artist that had the heart of an expert would have their own pride.

Duan Ling Tian was a rare genius martial artist of the Azure Forest Imperial Kingdom, and Duan Ling Tian’s pride undoubtedly surpassed ordinary martial artists.

If a person that trampled on his pride could survive, it could already be considered as getting lucky.

Fan Jian’s eyes emitted dense coldness as he gazed at Duan Ling Tian’s figure that disappeared in the distance.

Want him to write off all the grievances between him and Duan Ling Tian like this?

No!

He was unwilling!

But when he thought of the strength that Duan Ling Tian possessed now, a trace of reason arose in his heart.

Finally, his reason took the advantage and suppressed his bellyful of rage.

When Fan Jian returned to his sense and saw the crowd of inner court disciples that stood nearby to stare at him, his face sank and shouted in a low voice. "What’re you all looking at?!"

The crowd of inner court disciples scattered when they saw Fan Jian getting angry from embarrassment.

When they arrived nearby the chain bridge that led to Megrez Peak, Duan Ling Tian lightly smiled as he said to Lu Qiu. "Elder Lu Qiu, I have other things to take care off, so I won’t be following you back."

"Ok, go ahead." Lu Qiu nodded and walked towards the chain bridge alone.

Duan Ling Tian looked around at his surroundings, then took a circle around the various mountain paths where streams of people surged on Dubhe Peak. After half an hour, once he was sure that no one was following him, only then did he walk down Dubhe Peak.

Before long, Duan Ling Tian arrived nearby the entrance of the Seven Star Sword Sect.

The Seven Star Sword Sect had a place that specialized in raising horses, and the Ferghana Horse that Duan Ling Tian rode over here half a year ago was left here…

"I’ve come to take my horse." Duan Ling Tian walked in the stable then lightly smiled to one of the outer court disciple that was raising the horses.

"Number plate." The outer court disciple spoke as he raised his head to look at Duan Ling Tian.

With a glance, the outer court disciple was stunned on the spot, and stared blankly at Duan Ling Tian, then he rubbed his eyes before asking slightly uncertainly. "You… You’re Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian?"

Duan Ling Tian withdrew a number plate from his Spatial Ring and passed it to the outer court disciple, then he nodded. "You know me?"

"Of course!" The outer court disciple hurriedly nodded and had an excited expression. "Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian, I went to see the outer court martial competition that day as well… You’re too formidable! Even Senior Brother Shi Hao wasn’t a match for you."

Duan Ling Tian smiled.

"Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian, is the horse within the stable that corresponds to this number plate yours?" Suddenly, the outer court disciple glanced at the number plate Duan Ling Tian passed to him and asked respectfully.

"Yes." Duan Ling Tian nodded.

"Hehe… Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian, in the future, I’ll surely properly give more good food to your horse. I guarantee to make it run as if on wings." The outer court disciple laughed slyly as he said to Duan Ling Tian.

"Then I’ll thank you in advance." Duan Ling Tian lightly smiled. "What’s your name?"

The outer court disciple instantly had an excited expression on his face when he heard Duan Ling Tian ask his name. "Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian, I’m called Mo Yu, the Mo of Ink, and the Yu of corn."

"I’ve remembered it, Mo Yu." Duan Ling Tian nodded. "Come, take me to get my horse."

"Yes." Mo Yu hurriedly brought Duan Ling Tian to walk inwards when he heard this.

"Mo Yu, did you willingly come to the stables to take care of horses?" Duan Ling Tian looked at the outer court disciple who had a similar age to him and asked curiously.

"Yes." Mo Yu nodded, then laughed slyly. "The conditions in my family are only ordinary, and my current strength isn’t strong, so I don’t dare go deep into the primeval forest… So, I applied to come here and take care of these horses, as in this way I’m able to earn a salary."

Duan Ling Tian nodded.

In next to no time, Duan Ling Tian saw his Ferghana Horse.

Compared to half a year ago, the Ferghana Horse had become much fatter. Now that he thought about it, this past half year, the Ferghana Horse was raised here like raising a pig, it would be weird if it didn’t gain weight.

Duan Ling Tian leapt onto the Ferghana horse and smiled to Mo Yu. "Then I’ll be leaving first."

"Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian, take care!" Under Mo Yu’s respectful gaze, Duan Ling Tian galloped his horse to leave the stable then left the Seven Star Sword Sect to head towards Black Bamboo City.

"I wonder when I’ll be able to possess half the strength of Senior Brother Duan Ling Tian." Mo Yu’s eyes was filled with anticipation and staunchness.

After half a year, Duan Ling Tian once again arrived at Black Bamboo City.

In next to no time, he’d arrived at the courtyard house he bought that day.

"Young Master." As before, Xiong Quan was humble and respectful when he saw Duan Ling Tian.

"Mmm." Duan Ling Tian nodded then slowly said. "Xiong Quan, I came to look for you this time mainly to refine a grade seven Spirit Cleansing Pill for you to consume… After three months, your cultivation will be able to completely recover!"

Completely recover my cultivation?

Xiong Quan had an excited expression when he heard Duan Ling Tian, and his fierce eyes now had traces of mist appear on them.

"Thank you Young Master, thank you Young Master!" Xiong Quan excitedly thanked Duan Ling Tian.

He could finally recover his cultivation when he was at his prime…

The sixth level of the Void Prying Stage!

Moreover, although during these few years, his cultivation was no longer like before, but he didn’t dare slack on his cultivation.

He was confident that once his cultivation recovered to the sixth level of the Void Prying Stage, it wouldn’t be long before he would be able to smoothly break through to the seventh level of the Void Prying Stage!

After a short while, Xiong Quan calmed his mood and realized he’d left Duan Ling Tian out in the cold, and an apologetic expression appeared on his face. "Young Master, I’m sorry, I was too excited."

"I can understand." Duan Ling Tian nodded and didn’t mind.

"Young Master you’re able to refine a grade seven Spirit Cleansing Pill now… Then doesn’t that mean that you’ve already broke through to…" Finally, Xiong Quan who had come back to his senses realized an important question.

According to his knowledge, only an alchemist at the seventh level of the Origin Core Stage was able to condense a grade seven Pill Fire and refine grade seven medicinal pills.

"Right, I’ve broken through to the seventh level of the Origin Core Stage." Duan Ling Tian didn’t conceal it and nodded.

"Congratulation, Young Master!" At the same time that Xiong Quan congratulated Duan Ling Tian, raging waves arose within his heart…

It had only been half a year and the Young Master had broken through to the seventh level of the Origin Core Stage?

The Young Master seems to have not turned 21 yet right?

A martial artist at the seventh level of the Origin Core Stage and not yet 21 years old…

Only thinking about it caused Xiong Quan’s scalp to go slightly numb.

"Alright, stand on guard for me and don’t let anyone disturb me. I’ll be refining the grade seven Spirit Cleansing Pill for you in the room." Duan Ling Tian said to Xiong Quan then walked into his old room.

The room was extremely clean as Xiong Quan had obviously gotten someone to clean it regularly.

Whoosh!

Duan Ling Tian withdrew the cauldron, but didn’t directly start to refine the medicinal pill.

What he wanted to refine now was a grade seven Spirit Cleansing Pill, and this grade eight spirit cauldron wasn’t sufficient anymore.

The grade seven Pill Fire was sufficient to directly destroy a grade eight spirit cauldron!

So, what he needed to do now was to refine a grade seven spirit cauldron.

This grade eight spirit cauldron was given to him by Li Fei’s grandfather all those years ago, and it was a cauldron refined by the master of Li Fei’s grandfather with superior weapons refining materials.

Duan Ling Tian only needed to add on some materials and he would be able to increase the grade of the cauldron to a grade seven spirit weapon.

This was something Duan Ling Tian had planned since long ago.

So much as when he left the Crimson Sky Kingdom, the materials to refine the grade seven spirit cauldron was included within the materials he asked the various powers to gather.

So, what he needed to do now was to increase the grade of the cauldron.

Once the grade of the cauldron was increased to a grade seven spirit weapon, he would be able to refine the grade seven Spirit Cleansing Pill.

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