Chapter 162: Chapter 162 Yang Chao and Huang Ying Arrive

Translator: 549690339

Flaying the skin is excruciating, but removing bones, is even more painful and more terrifying.

When Liu Shuang removed the bones of that family disciple, he first scraped the flesh off the bones with a knife, and then he detached the bones, an agony that was simply worse than entering hell.

But in the end, the family of that disciple didn’t dare to do anything to Liu Shuang.

“Steward sir, Yang Xiaotian is from Tiandou Academy,” a Pharmacist said hesitantly.

“What does it matter if he is from Tiandou Academy?” Liu Shuang said hatefully, “Even Xie Hong and Fan Riquan wouldn’t dare to run wild in my Pharmacist Hall! I would like to see if Xie Hong and Fan Riquan would dare to protect Yang Xiaotian when the time comes!”

Not long after Yang Xiaotian left the Pharmacist Hall, the news that Yang Xiaotian and his men almost tore apart the Tiandou Imperial Kingdom’s Pharmacist Hall quickly reached the ears of Zhong Yun, He Qingzhe, Chen Jun, Guo Wei, and others.

Upon hearing the news, Zhong Yun sneered, “Daring to run wild in the Pharmacist Hall, he’s simply courting death! Yang Xiaotian, do you really think Xie Hong and Fan Riquan can protect you?”

“Even if you have an Emperor Realm powerhouse by your side, they can’t protect you!”

Originally, he wanted to kill Yang Xiaotian, but now, it seemed there was no need for him to take action.

Liu Shuang and Wang Fan would definitely not let Yang Xiaotian off the hook.

However, he couldn’t help but wonder, how did the assassin he sent to kill Yang Xiaotian fail?

As far as he knew, there was no one else on the fourth floor of the Sword Tower except for Yang Xiaotian.

Upon learning the news that Yang Xiaotian almost tore apart the Tiandou Imperial Kingdom’s Pharmacist Hall, He Qingzhe, Guo Wei, and others were shocked, and couldn’t help but take pleasure in Yang Xiaotian’s predicament.

“This kid thinks that with a sister from True Dragon Divine Sect, and being valued by Xie Hong and Fan Riquan, he can even offend the Great Tiandou Alchemist Hall, he’s truly ignorant of death!” He Qingzhe shook his head and laughed sarcastically, “I heard that Liu Shuang has openly declared that he will disassemble Yang Xiaotian’s bones one by one. How long do you think Yang Xiaotian will live?”

Guo Wei laughed, “Lord Wang Fan will be back soon, right? It’s only a few days until the New Year; I bet Yang Xiaotian won’t live through it. However, I didn’t expect Yang Xiaotian to actually have subdued the Flame of Star! I wonder how he did it!”

He Qingzhe scoffed, “It’s only an Abnormal Fire within the top hundred, not one of the top ten.”

After leaving the Medicine Hall, Yang Xiaotian sent Wu Qi and the others back to their residence while he went to the Sword Tower to continue to ponder the fifth layer.

Although Yang Xiaotian didn’t awaken the power of the Sword Tower when contemplating the fourth layer, the students inside the tower still panicked and fled upon his arrival.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaotian felt quite helpless.

He was the bright moon, yet alas, he shone over mere ditches.

On the fifth level of the Sword Wall, there indeed were five swordsmen.

But Yang Xiaotian, upon close observation, noticed that each of the five swordsmen’s swords were different.

With his full concentration, he soon entered the world of the Sword Wall.

The five swordsmen began to display their swordsmanship.

Their techniques, more complex and faster than those on the fourth layer, were so quick that even Yang Xiaotian couldn’t clearly make out their moves. Only after invoking the power of a Sword Heart was he finally able to discern their sword techniques clearly.

This is the power of the Sword Heart, aiding in the comprehension of swordsmanship and accelerating the speed of sword skill cultivation.

Soon, the five swordsmen finished their first demonstration.

The techniques of the five were all different, executed according to the elements of water, fire, earth, wood, and metal.

With the help of the Nine-Colored Sword Heart, Yang Xiaotian memorized all five techniques in one go.

The second time, the third time.

With each observation, Yang Xiaotian gained new insights.

Yang Xiaotian was completely immersed in the world of the Sword Wall.

By the time Yang Xiaotian had fully grasped the sword techniques of the fifth layer, it was already the next day.

However, like with the fourth layer, although he had fully grasped the fifth layer of the Sword Wall, he had neither condensed a Sword Heart nor awakened the power of the Sword Tower.

Having experienced the fourth level, Yang Xiaotian was not disappointed this time either, and instead he went to the sixth level to continue pondering the Sword Wall there.

While Yang Xiaotian was reflecting on the sixth level Sword Wall, Wang Fan had already returned to Tiandou Imperial City. Seeing the hole in the roof of the Medicine Hall, his face took on a terribly grim shade.

Because the roof of the Medicine Hall was made from extremely rare materials, and such materials were difficult to find, the hole in the roof of the grand hall had not yet been repaired.

The hole still retained the shape of Liu Shuang’s head.

Sunlight streamed down through the hole.

It illuminated the ground below, very brightly.

Wang Fan stood under the hole, not uttering a word, and everyone was silent as if chilled to the bone, not daring to make a sound.

Even the previously arrogant Liu Shuang was shrinking to one side, hardly able to stand straight.

Wang Fan then went to the medicine cabinet, looked at the empty medicine cabinet, and still said nothing.

When the atmosphere in the hall became unbearably oppressive, Wang Fan suddenly spoke up, “Tell me about that old man.”

Everyone was startled, then realized Wang Fan was referring to Wu Qi, who was with Yang Xiaotian.

Lu Gang and Wu Qianjin recalled their encounter with Wu Qi and related the details to Wang Fan.

Wang Fan was surprised, “A large wooden staff? Like a wizard?”

In his mind, an image suddenly flashed of an elder who had been around a long time: “Him! This old codger is still not dead?”

Seeing the look on Wang Fan’s face, everyone exchanged glances.

“Master, do you recognize that old man?” Liu Shuang stepped forward and tentatively asked.

Wang Fan hummed in affirmation, “It should be the Poison Witch.”

“The Poison Witch!” Upon hearing this, Lu Gang, Wu Qianjin, and others all showed a dramatic change in their facial expressions.

Although they had never seen the Poison Witch mentioned by Wang Fan before, the name of the Poison Witch was well known to them, like a clap of thunder.

“The Poison Witch?” Liu Shuang, however, looked puzzled.

Wang Fan glanced at Liu Shuang and said, “It’s normal for you not to know. The Poison Witch has been missing for almost sixty years now, and Lord Lu Yi is his senior disciple.”

“Lord Lu Yi!” Liu Shuang shivered.

Lu Yi, of course, he knew, was an elder of the Empire Pharmacist Hall in the Divine Dragon Empire and also a newly appointed elder, world-renowned and hailed as one of the legendary pharmacists in the Divine Dragon Empire.

Wang Fan spoke in a lingering tone, “Although Lord Lu Yi is his senior disciple, as far as I know, Lord Lu Yi and the Poison Witch have long since become sworn enemies.”

Liu Shuang and the others were taken aback.

“Master, then should we still go after Yang Xiaotian?” After a pause, Liu Shuang asked.

Wang Fan sneered, “To kill Yang Xiaotian, we need not lift a finger. When the time comes, let the people from the Empire Pharmacist Hall deal with this matter.” He then looked at the hole in the roof, “We won’t repair this hole for now. When the experts from the Empire Pharmacist Hall come down, this will serve as evidence.”

When Yang Xiaotian emerged after comprehending the sixth level of the Sword Tower, three days had passed.

Regrettably, even after reflecting on the sixth level of the Sword Tower, he still had not condensed a Sword Heart.

Yang Xiaotian walked on the streets; today was New Year’s Eve. Light snow was falling, it was somewhat cold, but the streets were filled with festive cheer. Just as Yang Xiaotian arrived back home, he saw from a distance a group of figures standing in front of his house.

Seeing these figures, Yang Xiaotian was taken aback, then overjoyed, “Father, Mother!”

Standing in front of the house door were indeed Yang Chao, Huang Ying, Luo Qing, Ate, Ali, and others.

At that moment, he suddenly felt his eyes brim with tears of joy.