Chapter 1131 - 376: Nascent Soul 2

Xi Chi’s strength had never been on par with his third uncle’s.

Now his Spirit had shown a flaw, and his third uncle had taken him by surprise, using a Spirit Secret Skill to forcibly influence his mind.

"Mm, something’s wrong!"

"With Fellow Daoist Xiao Zhe’s abilities, even if he couldn’t completely resolve Grandfather’s problem, he should at least be able to alleviate it..."

Xi Chi steadied his Spirit, a faint sense of wrongness rising in his heart.

He was, after all, a Golden Core expert; even if the middle-aged man had seized the instant when his Spirit was exposed and slipped in.

But a Golden Core expert was still a Golden Core expert.

The Golden Core within Xi Chi’s body trembled slightly. A surge of powerful Golden Core force shot straight into his sea of consciousness, clearing his somewhat muddled Spirit by a fraction.

"Why aren’t you moving yet!"

"Dawdling like this—if an irreparable consequence occurs because of the delay you caused, can you afford to take responsibility?"

Seeing the flash of struggle in Xi Chi’s eyes, the middle-aged man once again used a Spirit Secret Skill and barked harshly.

Xi Chi, who had sensed something amiss, was once again bewitched.

His spiritual will was once more drowned beneath his own impulsiveness and regret.

"Even like this he can still break free—truly worthy of being called a genius."

"No wonder Second Brother took a liking to him and chose to cultivate him as the Xu Family’s next successor. This level of spiritual will is indeed impressive."

The middle-aged man snorted coldly in his heart and muttered to himself.

Back then, the next Patriarch of the Xu Family had originally been decided as him, but later, as Xi Chi began to shine, he was favored by Xi Ruchen.

The Patriarch’s successor thus shifted from the middle-aged man to Xi Chi.

Because of this, the middle-aged man was extremely unwilling. He threw himself into cultivation like a madman, wanting to prove he was in no way inferior to Xi Chi.

However, reality slapped him hard in the face.

Xi Ruchen’s eye for people was indeed sharp, and Xi Chi had proved worthy of his expectations.

His Cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds; he stood out from the younger generation, and before the age of two hundred, he broke through to the Golden Elixir Layer.

Originally, faced with such a cruel reality, the middle-aged man had almost resigned himself.

After all, with Xi Ruchen still around, he had absolutely no chance. With Xi Chi’s talent, the other’s Cultivation would soon surpass his own.

Yet he had never expected the opportunity to come so quickly.

Because of an accident, Xi Ruchen was on the brink of death, the Xu Family fell into dire straits, and he became the strongest pillar the Xu Family currently had.

His chance had come!

"Hmph!"

That chain of thoughts flashed through his mind, and the middle-aged man snorted coldly.

He snatched the token from Xi Chi’s hand, a trace of barely perceptible joy flashing in his eyes.

He had taken another step toward success!

Hoo~~

Letting out a slight breath, he moved his thoughts.

A Secret Technique was unleashed. Powerful Spiritual Power poured into the Patriarch’s token. The tightly shut door of the secret chamber shuddered with a boom and slowly opened.

To forcibly open the secret chamber, having the Patriarch’s token was not enough; it had to be paired with a Secret Technique unique to the Xu Family.

And as it happened.

Back then, the middle-aged man had also been groomed as the successor and had cultivated this special Secret Technique.

"Third Uncle, what are you doing!"

Xi Chi broke free from the interference of the middle-aged man’s Spirit Secret Skill.

Seeing the slowly opening door of the secret chamber, he shouted angrily.

"What am I doing?"

"I’m helping you clean up the mess from that idiotic thing you did!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly and said, "Cultivators of unknown origin can’t be trusted, much less when the other party is a demon Cultivator."

"Do you even know what a demon Cultivator means? They’re all lunatics!"

"A group who have lost their minds and can’t control themselves, already driven to madness, capable of anything."

"You even dare bring someone like that into the clan grounds. Do you think the Xu Family isn’t dying fast enough?"

The middle-aged man questioned coldly.

By now, the secret chamber’s door was fully open.

He no longer spared a glance for Xi Chi, whose expression kept shifting behind him, and strode inside with large steps.

Inside the secret chamber, thick Demonic Energy and waves of foul, nauseating stench filled the air.

Xi Ruchen, face deathly pale and aura weak, sat cross-legged within an Array, while Lin Zheyu sat cross-legged at another spot, recovering his spent strength.

The door of the secret chamber opened.

Lin Zheyu emerged from his Cultivation, his brows knitting slightly as he looked over.

He had just finished dealing with Xi Ruchen’s problem and had comprehended many mysteries of Immortal Dao Cultivators from Xi Ruchen.

At this moment, he was digesting those insights when the sudden intrusion of the middle-aged man interrupted him.

This feeling left him somewhat displeased.

Xi Ruchen, sitting cross-legged to the side, also slowly opened his eyes upon sensing the disturbance.

His gaze narrowed, and a sharp light shot from his eyes.

"Out!"

"Without my orders, who allowed you to come in!"

Xi Ruchen barked.

His voice was somewhat weak, but his tone was exceedingly firm, full of an unquestionable authority.

With Lin Zheyu’s help, the demonic will that had invaded his sea of consciousness had been almost completely driven out.

But some demonic will that had already invaded his Soul Origin was not something Lin Zheyu could eliminate.

However, for Xi Ruchen, this was already enough.

"Second Brother... Patriarch, you’ve recovered?"

At these words, a complex mix of disappointment, joy, and surprise flashed through the middle-aged man’s eyes.

Yet he still asked, testing with a trace of unwillingness.

The middle-aged man knew Xi Ruchen’s condition.

Xi Ruchen’s state had been even more severe than that of a Cultivator about to fall into deviation from cultivating a Demon Skill.

He could only rely on the Array to forcibly suppress it and use slumber to prolong his life.

In such a situation, there were indeed ways to alleviate it, but only to alleviate, not to cure.

And the price to be paid was not something the Xu Family could bear.