C160 He Was Schemed Against(1)

In the end, Woo Zhengyang accepted the spirit pill from Loong Zhiwu. Regardless of what might happen later, refusing it now would be a slap in the face to Loong Zhiwu, leaving him in an awkward position. Who knows, if Loong Zhiwu got angry, he might not even wait to learn about the situation in Dongjue Country before deciding to eliminate Woo Zhengyang.

Of course, if Woo Zhengyang had known that Loong Zhiwu had just been lost in thought about how to dig into his affairs, he might have reconsidered accepting the pill. It must be said, as the head of the Heavenly Martial Academy, Loong Zhiwu had considerable resources. The pill he handed over was a spirit pill. Even though it was just a low-grade healing pill, it was enough to astonish Woo Zhengyang.

Even in the Heavenly Martial Sect, spirit pills weren't so abundant. "This is a big favor..." Woo Zhengyang thought, feeling even more troubled, but he still swallowed the pill. The pill's effects were indeed incredibly potent. Woo Zhengyang felt a surge of heat enveloping his left arm, and the mangled flesh began to heal and scab over quickly.

Woo Zhengyang's Flesh Condensing Technique already allowed for rapid recovery, but with such severe injuries, where his arm was almost down to the bone, it would have taken at least half a month to regain movement. Yet, after taking the pill, in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Woo Zhengyang felt he could gently move his arm again.

"Thanks a lot!" Woo Zhengyang expressed his gratitude.

"No need to be so formal. You've taken my spirit pill, so you owe me one in return... But don't worry, I'll provide the necessary herbs and demon core for the pill. You just need to ask your mentor to help with the refining," Loong Zhiwu said with a cheerful smile.

Seeing Loong Zhiwu's unabashedly pleased expression, Woo Zhengyang was taken aback. Was this the same young yet incredibly authoritative head of the Heavenly Martial Academy who had just effortlessly dealt with Ouyang Zhenshan?

Why did Woo Zhengyang feel like Loong Zhiwu's quick approach and offer of the pill was a premeditated setup?

As for the mentor Loong Zhiwu mentioned, Woo Zhengyang understood. She must have assumed that his impressive pill-making skills meant he had an even more skilled mentor. No one would believe that someone of Woo Zhengyang's age could self-teach the crafting of a treasure pill.

Although he realized he had been maneuvered, Woo Zhengyang felt a sense of relief. He was the type who always repaid kindness and addressed grievances. If Loong Zhiwu had truly given the pill freely, he would have felt indebted. Since it was a mutually beneficial arrangement, Woo Zhengyang only needed to refine a spirit pill for her, leaving no hard feelings.

When Loong Zhiwu eventually found out how many Heavenly Martial Academy disciples he had defeated, even if things turned sour, there would be no unresolved issues.

Seeing Woo Zhengyang remain silent for so long, Loong Zhiwu dropped her smile and said, "Alright, I won't push you. If your mentor isn't willing... then you better hurry up and become an Alchemist to repay the favor! Either way, I'm determined to get that spirit pill!"

Woo Zhengyang was speechless. He had thought Loong Zhiwu might feel embarrassed about being so cunning, but it seemed she was ready to openly embrace it, leaving him with no choice.

Woo Zhengyang still didn't speak, but Liang Ruoxuan had already approached. After checking Woo Zhengyang's injuries and confirming there was nothing serious, she exclaimed excitedly, "Zhengyang, you're amazing! What was that move you just did?"

Liang Ruoxuan's question was on everyone's mind.

Woo Zhengyang, however, had no intention of revealing his secrets to the public, so he told Liang Ruoxuan, "I'll tell you when we get back!"

Loong Zhiwu was also waiting for Woo Zhengyang's answer. Hearing his response, she wasn't pleased. She crouched down and whispered mysteriously, "Why wait until later? Just tell me quietly now; they won't hear. I'm curious too. That move didn't seem all that complex, so how did it pierce through that Ma family guy's armor?"

Woo Zhengyang had to admit defeat when it came to Loong Zhiwu.

The head of the Heavenly Martial Academy, who appeared so suddenly and with such authority, matched Woo Zhengyang's expectations—even if she was a woman.

At this moment, she didn't have the demeanor of a leader or the poise of an expert at the Shape Gathering Stage. Instead, she seemed like an overly curious young girl, even less composed than Liang Ruoxuan, who had weathered her share of storms.

Hearing Loong Zhiwu's question, Woo Zhengyang sighed in relief. She hadn't noticed anything special about his technique.

"Silky Hair Soft Finger!" Faced with the eager gazes of the crowd, Woo Zhengyang had no choice but to respond.

"Silky Hair Soft Finger? That's impossible. I've seen this technique before. It's just a mid-level Yellow Rank skill. Even when mastered, it's only effective as a surprise attack and can't break through armor," Loong Zhiwu challenged.

The others hadn't heard of this martial skill but were skeptical. A mid-level Yellow Rank technique, even with a weapon, shouldn't be able to penetrate a treasure's defense. Otherwise, defensive artifacts wouldn't be so much more valuable than offensive ones.

"Don't forget, I'm a Body Tempering cultivator. My finger strength isn't something you vein-refining cultivators can compare to," Woo Zhengyang said with a smile.