Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Liu Shengfei's eyes lit up. He looked at Liu Yuanbi and said, "Second Younger Brother means..."    

    

Liu Yuanbi put his hand on his neck and made a cutting gesture. "On the way, kill him quietly while he is resting. Find a reason and frame him. Father won't punish us for a dead man, will he?"    

    

In the past, First Young Master and Second Young Master had always represented Liuyu City and brought the participating warriors to Hsingyi Mansion. This time was no exception. As long as they left Liuyu City, everything would be under their control. It was naturally easy for them to deal with Liu Duansheng.    

    

Liu Shengfei smiled. "Second Younger Brother is still the best. Let's do this. I want to see how arrogant Liu Ruomei can be."    

    

...    

    

Naturally, Feng Yimo did not know that he had already been plotted against before he even left the city. He peacefully slept for a long time before he got up and continued to endure the great pain. He used the devouring power to swallow the Storage Bag.    

    

Three days. Three whole days. Feng Yimo barely managed to swallow the Divine Sense Imprint on the Storage Bag with his weak devouring power. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely. It was so painful that he could not even move his fingers. If the Divine Sense was still there, he could open the Storage Bag in an instant and pour out the things inside.    

    

However, before he could be happy, another problem appeared. Although the medicinal Storage Bags on the medicinal Storage Bag were gone, the medicinal Divine Senses on the medicinal Storage Bag were gone. However, without the Divine Sense, he was unable to open the Storage Bag, and it was all in vain!    

    

He sighed and stuffed the medicinal Storage Bags into his embrace. He began to hesitate in his heart. Should he ask Uncle Yu or Liu Ruomei for help?    

    

They were all high and mighty Nascent Infant warriors, so they naturally did not care about the things inside Cultivator of the Golden Core Period's Storage Bag. However, to ask the two of them to help him take out the things inside so openly, didn't that mean that telling them that he cared about the things of cultivators would arouse their suspicions?    

    

It was better to wait for a while.    

    

Feng Yimo took out the Xiantian Secret Scripture, Mixed Origin Arts. The so-called Xiantian Secret Scripture was for Xiantian Realm martial artists to use for cultivation. After a period of understanding, Feng Yimo roughly understood the classification of martial arts.    

    

The martial artists who had just started cultivating had become Houtian realm martial artists. Their realms were at the Lesser Heaven realm. For example, Ba Dong, Hu Dahai, and the others were all Houtian realm martial artists. However, Hu Dahai and Ba Dong were already half a step into the Xiantian realm.    

    

It was said that although warriors who had entered the Xiantian realm could not fly in the air like cultivators, they could rely on their strong bodies to jump more than 30 meters in a single leap. Their speed was extremely fast. Moreover, Xiantian realm warriors would develop Xiantian Zhen Qi in their bodies. Without using Divine Senses, they could control weapons from a distance with Xiantian Zhen Qi, which was extremely destructive. Those who had achieved great success could use Xiantian True Qi to fight Nascent Infant warriors equally!    

    

However, from the Houtian realm to the Xiantian realm, there was a huge gap that couldn't be crossed. If one or two out of ten thousand Golden Core Cultivators could successfully form their Nascent Soul, then it would be good enough if only one out of a hundred thousand warriors could enter the Xiantian realm.    

    

Therefore, the ten Xiantian Liu Qingtians given by City Lord Liu Qingtian could be said to be of little value. Although they were rare, they were rarely used. It was not as beneficial as the weapon.    

    

However, Feng Yimo did not intend to give up. Instead, he took out the Mixed Origin Arts and started to study and cultivate according to the contents described in it.    

    

Waiting could only be a waste of more lives. He would rather spend more time to find a way to recover his magic power and repair his Dantian Spiritual Sea than wait foolishly.    

    

Although he did not know what realm he was at because he had not used his full strength, he was sure that he had surpassed the Houtian realm.    

    

Following the path of the Mixed Origin Arts, after cultivating for four hours, a warm flow of air emerged from his broken dantian. It was intermittent, but also seemed to be blocked by something, flowing to the other parts of his body.    

    

This flow of air was different from spirit energy. It wasn't as gentle and agile as spirit energy, but it was full of toughness and explosive power.    

    

Just a small stream of air made Feng Yimo suffer. Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and he was in so much pain that he could see stars in his eyes.    

    

However, the current formed by the Mixed Origin Arts allowed him to see a glimmer of hope. Perhaps this stream of air could open up his meridians, and in this way, he would be able to cultivate spirit energy again.    

    

After resting for a while longer, Feng Yimo cultivated the Mixed Origin Arts day and night, day and night, madly cultivating the Mixed Origin Arts.    

    

On this day, it was time to set off. The Prefecture had gathered more than 30 people. Apart from the warriors who were participating in the ranking competition, there were also 20 other cultivators. The strongest was a Deification Early Period warrior, and the rest were Nascent Infant warriors. Among them, there were five late stage warriors, five mid stage warriors, and nine early stage warriors.    

    

This was because other than Liu Shengfei and Liu Yuanbi, Fourth Miss, Liu Ruomei, and Fifth Miss Liu Ruoyun were all going to participate in the ranking competition.    

    

The fifth young lady Liu Ruoyun was not going to participate in the competition, nor was she curious about the competition. Instead, she was going to the Hsingyi Mansion with another purpose.    

    

Every time the ranking competition was held in the Hsingyi Mansion, all the young geniuses flocked to the Xingyi City City. Especially the sons of the Prefecture Master. All of them stood out, causing countless young girls to go crazy. They wanted to gain their favor, and from then on, they could fly to the top and become a phoenix, and step into the Wealthy Class.    

    

Liu Ruoyun had such a goal. The first choice was naturally the young master of the Prefecture Master, followed by the young masters of the major city lords.    

    

Liu Shengfei and Liu Yuanbi were surprised by Fourth Younger Sister and Fifth Sister's company, but at the same time, they were disappointed. With the two of them here, it would not be easy to find an excuse to kill Liu Duansheng on the way.    

    

No matter what, it was necessary to set off. The city lord, Liu Qingtian, personally sent them out of the Prefecture. Only after watching the group of people leave did he return to the Prefecture.    

    

As the participating warriors, although they represented the Liuyu City, they were not qualified to ride a carriage. They could only follow them on foot.    

    

Liu Shengfei, Liu Yuanbi, and the rest of the cultivators were riding a demon beast named Lingjiao Horse. Its speed wasn't slow, and it surpassed ordinary Cultivator of the Golden Core Late Period warriors. Using them as transportation would save them a lot of effort.    

    

As for the delicate Fourth Miss and Fifth Miss, they were sitting in a comfortable carriage pulled by three Horned Horses. If Feng Yimo and the other 15 warriors wanted to catch up with the carriage, they would need to use 50% of their strength and run at full speed to catch up.    

    

The reason for this was because the cultivators thought that this was also a form of cultivation.    

    

Feng Yimo had no choice but to run with Nangong Yim and the others. Nangong Yim might be a woman, but he had never experienced any hardship along the way, which made Feng Yimo look at him in a different light.    

    

However, Feng Yimo kept thinking about the Mixed Origin Arts while running. He tried to run while practicing. Strangely, as he ran, the pain in his dantian weakened a little.    

    

This discovery made Feng Yimo wild with joy. Could it be that running could speed up the flow of blood and help open up damaged meridians?