Fury Towards The Burning Heaven

Zhuge Qingyun was rather surprised when after 14 days, Jiang Yi was so frail that he nearly fainted, but he insisted on not asking anyone to ask for help from Zhuge Qingyun. Right now, he was still constantly releasing the flames to the burn the Devil-Sky Silk.

For the last ten days or more, Zhan Wushuang and the rest didn’t cultivate and had been staying by Jiang Yi’s side. Su Ruoxue didn’t lead her team for any hunt and requested a leave of absence while staying in this courtyard. They were all waiting for Jiang Yi to break out or… die from starvation.

The human limits of not having anything to eat or drink was generally at around seven days. Jiang Yi’s strength was passable and had the strong body of someone from the eighth stage of Cast Tripod Realm, but ten days should be nearly his limit. Especially not drinking any water, it would cause the body to dehydrate or suffer from dizziness, weakness, lack of oxygen, and even death from shock.

During this period of time, Jiang Yi didn’t say a single word. If it wasn’t for him constantly releasing flames, everyone would think that he was dead. Despite so, as time continued to advance, their worries would constantly grow. There were times when Su Ruoxue wanted to rush over to ask Zhuge Qingyun for help, but she knew of Jiang Yi temperament. She understood that Jiang Yi would rather die than to ask for Zhuge Qingyun’s help; hence, she forcefully endured it.

In fact, Jiang Yi could just use the Fire Spirit Rock to destroy the Devil-Sky Silk. Since he had endured for so many days, he didn’t want to give up so easily. His mind was now in a daze and couldn’t even differentiate his bearings, but there was a thought in the depths of his soul spirit that allowed him to constantly persevere while controlling the Fire Spirit Pearl to release the flames and burn the Devil-Sky Silk.

Day 15!

Jiang Yi was still persisting while Zhan Lin’er had already cried herself into tears, Su Ruoxue also secretly wiped off a few bunches of tears. Qian Wanguan constantly circled around in the courtyard while Zhan Wushuang could even bear to look into the room. Ji Lao and Liu Lao were giving a thumbs-up and secretly admiring Jiang Yi’s willpower. If they were in his shoe, they wouldn’t be able to endure such suffering.

Day 16!

Zhuge Qingyun had eyes that were filled with astonishment while Principal Qi was beginning to get anxious. She vaguely persuaded Zhuge Qingyun to take the initiative to help Jiang Yi, but Zhuge Qingyun didn’t say anything, only constantly scanning with his divine senses.

On Day 17, the Devil-Sky Silk was still tightly wrapping Jiang Yi; and Jiang Yi suddenly stopped releasing the flames. Everyone got a shock, and Su Ruoxue immediately started to sprint frantically towards the inner courtyard.

Zhuge Qingyun, who was seated in the inner courtyard, couldn’t stand it anymore and was about to make his move. Just at this moment, Jiang Yi strangely began to release his flames again; and in a short moment, the Devil-Sky Silk suddenly let out a white flash and loosened.

Everyone was frantically peeling the Devil-Sky Silk apart and saw the boney and starved Jiang Yi who didn’t even have any energy to open his eyes. Everyone was immediately giving their respects and also silently appalled. How strong must his willpower be to not eat or drink and persevere for 17 days?

Things were much simpler now. Liu Lao circulated his essence force to help Jiang Yi recuperate while Qian Wanguan had already prepared elixirs to feed him way beforehand. Everyone finally let out a breath of relief when Jiang Yi’s aura had completely stabilized.

…

It took Jiang Yi ten full days to fully recover. For the past ten days, he had been lying on the bed to either cultivate or sleep. Su Ruoxue only came by for once and didn’t appear again. Zhan Wushuang also began his diligent cultivation and seldom appeared. Qian Wanguan also strangely vanished for this period of time, leaving only Zhan Lin’er who was here to accompany Jiang Yi every day.

“Big Brother Jiang Yi. Come and have some porridge.”

It was noon, and Jiang Yi was still cultivating while he heard the sweet voice from Zhan Lin’er. He opened his eyes and saw a light bowl of meat porridge. He helplessly said, “Why is it still porridge? I have almost recovered; I should be able to eat some grilled meat or something else, right?”

“No!”

Zhan Lin’er spoke resolutely and decisively, “Liu Lao said that you can only eat porridge for this month. Otherwise, it will do harm to your body.”

“Alright then!”

Jiang Yi came down of the bed and took up the thin porridge, looking out of the door while asking puzzledly, “Why don’t I see Qian Wanguan recently? What did that kid go to?”

Zhan Lin’er was seated beside Jiang Yi while supporting her chin with her right hand and shaking her head. “That damn fatty must be womanizing. I heard that he has plenty of affairs with plenty of female cadets. Hurhur! This damn fatty is too perverted.”

“Who is slandering this Young Master behind his back?”

A voice which had some resentment echoed from outside the door. A round ball rolled in while staring at Zhan Lin’er with some hidden grudge. “Sister Lin’er, where did you hear those rumors? I, Qian Wanguan, am a righteous person and hate men who cheat. This is something that the entire college knows. For 16 years, my spotless body has never done any obscene acts with any woman. If you don’t believe me, I can swear to the heavens. If any of this is a lie, I shall never be able to find any wife!”

“Bah, spotless indeed…”

A flash of mockery flashed in Zhan Lin’er’s eyes. She turned her body and spoke with disdain, “What does it matter if you cannot find any wife? Why are you swearing for me?!”

“Ke-Ke!”

Jiang Yi spoke out, “Lin’er has wronged Wanguan at this point. At least when he is with me, I have never seen him together with any woman. Alright now. Wanguan, take a seat and drink a cup of water. Look at your sweaty and stinky body; where did you come from?”

“Hehe, only Boss knows me the best.”

The narrow eyes of Qian Wanguan smiled into a fine seam. He magically took out a jade box and placed it on the table. “Boss, guess what is inside?”

“En?”

Jiang Yi placed his bowl down and scanned the jade box. His eyes rolled and asked with some suspicion, “Could it be a spirit herb?”

“That’s right!”

Qian Wanguan gave a thumbs-up and poured himself a cup of water while saying, “Boss, during this period of time, you might not have an opportunity to venture out of the college due to that crazy lass who is still residing in Spirit Beast City. There is over a dozen of Thousand-year-old Wolfberry Ginseng in the market, which is fine. But there are only two of these Tri-Petal Septuple Leaves, and I am afraid someone might buy them. Thus, I got them first.”

Jiang Yi went silent. From all the demonic beasts that he had slain, the accumulated price would at best be around five or six million purple gold. Qian Wanguan had been providing him a lot of Earth Dragon Elixirs during this period of time, and it was estimated to be over one million purple gold. What’s more, this Tri-Petal Septuple Leaves was even rarer than the Thousand-year-old Wolfberry Ginseng and must be even more expensive as well. After all the calculation, Qian Wanguan must have forked out an additional one or two million purple gold.

“How do I earn more money?”

Jiang Yi scratched his head and grew worried. His cultivation realm was too low, and in order for him to catch up with the rest of the prodigies of his generation, he would have to use a mass amount of superior-grade elixirs. He still needed purple gold to purchase the Thousand-year-old Wolfberry Ginseng, and if they were to find the Soul Subduing Herb, it would definitely be at the priceless range.

Shui Qianrou was now residing in the Spirit Beast City, and he didn’t dare to venture out. He wasn’t afraid of death, but to blindly dash into death wasn’t heroic but foolish.

“That’s right. Wanguan!”

When recalling about Shu Qianrou, Jiang Yi thought of a good idea. He retrieved the Devil-Sky Silk from his Fire Spirit Pearl and handed it over to Qian Wanguan, “Can we get some purple gold from selling this? Isn’t it a heaven-tier artifact?”

“…”

Qian Wanguan was speechless. He rolled his eyes and asked in return, “Boss. If it was you, would you dare to buy this item? Aren’t you afraid of being chased after by Shui Youlan?”

“That is true.”

Jiang Yi embarrassedly took it back. He noticed that apart from the Fire Spirit Pearl, he only had some artifacts that weren’t valuable; and this Fire Spirit Pearl must never be sold. Without the Fire Spirit Pearl, he wouldn’t have any space to store the Fire Spirit Rock; and he would lose a life-saving artifact. What’s more, he could bear to give away the mystical powers of this Fire Spirit Pearl.

His sword-like brows creased up and felt like he was back in the days at Skyplume City when he was baffled by a minor money problem. A single penny which stumped a hero.

“Skyplume City!”

Jiang Yi’s eyes suddenly lit up. He recalled something about when he was refining useless elixirs and provided it to the Pearl-Gathering Pavilion—using them to exchange purple gold to save a life.

Now that he was at the eighth stage of the Cast Tripod Realm and the black essence forces in his body had a limit of 1000 wisps, wouldn’t it be easier for him to refine elixirs? What’s more, he didn’t have to refine the elixirs—he just had to enhance it. Like injecting his black essence force into the Earth Dragon Elixir and turning it into a peak-grade, heaven-tier elixir!

“Hahaha!”

He stood up while being ecstatic and promptly shouted, “Wanguan, help me get some manuals on elixir refinement and materials for refining an elixir! If this is a success, don’t even mention 10 million purple gold—I can even earn 100 million purple gold!”