King of Creation-Chapter 19 - Innate Pure Body

When the ice sword light was about an inch above Ye Zhen’s forehead, it abruptly stopped.

The skin on the forehead was cut by the sword light, slicing deep lines of blood, and Ye Zhen’s face was suddenly covered in blood.

No sooner had the hot blood gushed from his forehead than it was frozen by the chill of the ice sword light into a layer of blood ice.

Moreover, the very moment the ice sword light was poised above him, Ye Zhen’s upper body was covered in a layer of frost.

Ye Zhen stared dead at the ice sword light hovering above his forehead, fearful that if it fell another inch, his little life would be over.

At this moment, all the grand truths about life and death seemed like nonsense.

Ye Zhen could only hope that the ice sword light would not fall.

Time seemed to have frozen at this point, each breath feeling endlessly long.

It might have been a moment, or it might have felt as long as a lifetime, but the ice sword light that was an inch above Ye Zhen’s forehead suddenly turned into a point of cold star and dissipated.

“You’re the seventh outer disciple who has come to ask for my guidance in the past half-year, but you’re the only one who didn’t fall after taking one of my sword lights.

Alright, you’re qualified to ask me, Liao Feibai, a question!” Clad in a water-blue beaded skirt with her black hair tied up high, and her hand on her sword, Liao Feibai stepped out from behind the hall.

Ye Zhen was so shocked that he didn’t even have the energy to be surprised that this Liao Feibai was a beauty.

To have barely survived such a life-threatening sword strike, only to earn the chance to ask one question—and it seemed, from what Liao Feibai said, that he was the first outer disciple to earn this opportunity.

Ye Zhen did think of running, but the power contained in the ice sword light made it so he couldn’t even move his feet—how could he run?

Thoughts of someone being good-natured and teaching well were forgotten—Ye Zhen wished he could drag Manager Zhao here to try almost being cleaved to death by a sword.

Once the ice sword light was withdrawn, Ye Zhen’s nearly frozen blood Qi burst forth throughout his body, immediately restoring his ability to move.

“Hm?

Are you wasting my time?” Liao Feibai’s slender eyebrows rose as her gaze fixed on Ye Zhen, enveloping him with endless might, bringing back the sensation of his blood Qi nearly freezing.

“Disciple Ye Zhen, I was just officially promoted from servant disciple to outer disciple yesterday, and I am here to consult Instructor Liao on which cultivation technique is suitable for me to practice!”

The sensation of his blood Qi about to freeze over frightened Ye Zhen enough to shout out the script he had prepared.

The moment with the sword light hanging over his head had caused some hesitation in Ye Zhen, but Liao Feibai’s cold sniff was a reminder.

This Liao Feibai in front of him was someone who didn’t follow the rules, and if Ye Zhen hesitated even slightly, who knew how this terrifying Liao Feibai would deal with him.

“A new outer disciple just promoted from servant disciple?” Liao Feibai was visibly stunned as her slender willow-like eyebrows arched and her fearsome face relaxed slightly in surprise.

“Are you from Hundred Pine Peak?”

“How did you know?” Ye Zhen felt a sudden premonition of dread as Liao Feibai guessed his origin correctly.

Liao Feibai did not respond to Ye Zhen.

After sensing a faint orchid-like fragrance, Liao Feibai suddenly appeared beside Ye Zhen, pointing at him.

As spirit light surged, four bloodline phantoms suddenly rose from Ye Zhen’s forehead.

However, although there were four bloodline phantoms, the fourth one was almost complete, but not quite.

“Triple Vein Top Grade talent?

That’s already exceptional among servant disciples.

What was Old Zhao thinking?” Liao Feibai’s long sword-like eyebrows fiercely furrowed.

Ye Zhen’s heart trembled at these words.

Triple Vein Top Grade Bloodline Talent!

Ye Zhen clearly remembered being tested as having a Three Veins Middle Grade Bloodline Talent, even that was somewhat a stretch, but now, he was a Triple Vein Top Grade, just a step away from the Fourth Vein Talent.

“How could my Bloodline Talent increase?

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Is it the effect of the Stone Marrow Spirit Liquid or the Mirage Dragon Pearl?” Ye Zhen naturally thought of the two secrets he held that nobody else knew about.

As Liao Feibai circled Ye Zhen, inspecting him, her long sword-like eyebrows suddenly furrowed.

“No, Old Zhao can’t be that foolish.” Her figure flickered, and she forcefully grabbed Ye Zhen’s right arm, sending surges of spirit light from her fingertips once again.

“Ow!”

A blood-curdling scream erupted from Ye Zhen’s throat.

He felt his right arm as if scorched excruciatingly from the inside out by a red-hot iron.

The pain was so intense he wanted to sever the limb.

Hiss!

A very faint and thin stream of ash-white liquid sprayed from that section of Ye Zhen’s arm, causing Liao Feibai, with her angelic yet devilish face, to show a look of shock.

“Almost an Innate Pure Body, it’s almost an Innate Pure Body?”

Ye Zhen, whose head was throbbing in pain, also seemed a bit dazed.

The stream of grayish-white liquid that had just sprayed out was unmistakable.

Lately, almost every night after he consumed Stone Marrow Spirit Liquid to practice the Blood Qi Technique, his body would eject varying amounts of this grayish-white liquid.

“Some damned Innate Pure Body,” initially, what spurted out of Ye Zhen was black, foul-smelling sludge.

After pondering for a while, Liao Feibai, with her long black hair tied up high, seemed to have made a decision.

Suddenly releasing Ye Zhen, she rushed at him and asked, “What is your name?”

If not for the intimidating might of the Ice Sword Light just now, Ye Zhen really wanted to roll his eyes at Liao Feibai.

What’s wrong with her?

Hadn’t he already given his name?

“Disciple Ye Zhen!” Despite his thoughts, Ye Zhen honestly answered.

“Sixteen, that’s not too bad.”

Liao Feibai seemed to be speaking to herself, which surprised Ye Zhen even more.

Without asking, she knew his exact age.

Was this woman, Liao Feibai, too bewitching?

“You haven’t entered the Scripture Storage Tower, have you?” Liao Feibai suddenly asked.

“No!” That she knew this too left Ye Zhen utterly astonished.

“That’s it then!” Muttering to herself, Liao Feibai suddenly asked Ye Zhen with urgency, “Ye Zhen, since you haven’t yet chosen a Cultivation Technique from the Scripture Storage Tower, I will select a technique for you based on your constitution.

Would you be willing?”

“Yes, of course!” A wave of ecstasy surged in Ye Zhen’s heart as he nodded vigorously, like a pecking chicken.

Originally, receiving a Cultivation Technique taught personally by a Sect Instructor was the highest hope for Ye Zhen on this trip.

He had never expected to achieve his goal so easily.

The Cultivation Techniques taught by a Sect Instructor should be better than those in the Scripture Storage Tower, right?

At the very least, they would be suitable for his personal cultivation.

An Instructor’s insight was something Ye Zhen and the other new Outer Disciples couldn’t compare to.

“Then take this Essence Blood Primordial Body Technique.

It’s quite suitable for your Innate Pure Body and fits your current Cultivation.

As long as you practice diligently, you’ll be able to condense essence and gather Qi in the shortest possible time.” Liao Feibai produced a Secret Manual out of thin air and threw it to Ye Zhen.

Upon catching the manual, Ye Zhen could hardly contain his joy.

“May I ask Instructor Liao, what grade is this Essence Blood Primordial Body Technique?” He was eager to know the extent of his good fortune.

Liao Feibai’s eyes glared, instantly sending chills all over Ye Zhen, “Do you think I, Liao Feibai, would bother with such mundane things from the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion?”

Liao Feibai’s glare made Ye Zhen timidly stop asking further questions.

As long as the Cultivation Technique Manual was suitable for him and stronger than what he could get from the first floor of the Scripture Pavilion, Ye Zhen was satisfied.

“Disciple thanks Instructor Liao for the teaching.

I will take my leave now!” Not daring to stay longer, Ye Zhen prepared to leave.

Upon hearing this, Liao Feibai’s eyes widened, “What’s this?

Having received a benefit, are you thinking of leaving so soon?”

Her words gave Ye Zhen a chilling feeling, as if by taking a manual from Liao Feibai, it was like selling himself.

Shick!

Liao Feibai sliced out with a diagonal palm strike, cutting off a small chunk from the upper-left corner of the stele standing in the room, as if it were cutting tofu.

She then pointed to the upper-right corner of the stele and asked, “In one month from now, being able to cut off the remaining right half of this Stele with one palm—can you do it?”

After sizing up the thickness of the stele, Ye Zhen nodded thoughtfully, “It should be possible!”

“Then get out of here!”

Feeling as though he’d been granted a pardon, Ye Zhen turned and dashed out the door, but just as he was stepping over the threshold, Liao Feibai’s voice rang out, “Ye Zhen, I forgot to tell you – this Stele is a special product of the Iron Stele Peak within Qiyun Sect, known as an Iron Stele.

Its hardness is twice that of a regular stele!”

Her words exploded like a thunderclap, startling Ye Zhen into stumbling and standing there frozen in shock, exclaiming, “What, this thing is an Iron Stele?”

An Iron Stele, which even a Disciple at the Peak of Third Stage of Blood Training would need to labor for ten days to chisel off a piece!

Whish!

As Ye Zhen staggered, a streak of Ice Sword Light suddenly soared through the air, hovering an inch from his forehead.

Its terrifying power and the potent coldness contained within caused the blood Qi throughout Ye Zhen’s body to abruptly solidify.

“If you can’t do it in one month, I, Liao Feibai, will definitely make you regret ever stepping foot in my courtyard!” Liao Feibai’s icy voice echoed in Ye Zhen’s ears.

What could Ye Zhen say?

He just nodded continuously until the Ice Sword Light instantly dissipated, and his body regained movement, allowing him to walk away.

“Ye Zhen!”

Suddenly, Liao Feibai’s voice rang out again, causing Ye Zhen to shudder violently.

Turning back, Ye Zhen saw Liao Feibai hurrying toward him, saying, “Within this month, if you encounter any problems with your cultivation, feel free to come to me!”

As he turned around to listen to Liao Feibai’s instructions, staring at her, a thought suddenly sprang into Ye Zhen’s mind—that Instructor Liao wasn’t so fierce sometimes, and she actually seemed pretty good-looking!

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PS: This chapter was uploaded late, brothers, please forgive me.

My wife went on a business trip, and I had to send her to the train station tonight and take care of my unattended daughter.

It was so busy that I could only finish this chapter to my satisfaction until now.