Primordial Cultivator

\'W-Why is his aura so frightening? H-He\'s just a little brat in the Foundation Core realm...\' Xie Dong wondered silently.

"Xie Dong, I\'ll ask again…" Yang Wei uttered as he took a step forward.

"Why did you drag my consciousness when I didn\'t mean any harm toward you?" Yang Wei asked.

If Xie Dong wasn\'t still in his Ice Egg form, then Yang Wei could have seen him sweating profusely.

"Answer me, Xie Dong!" Yang Wei shouted loudly.

He had even dropped the formality regarding Xie Dong as a senior.

Yang Wei was furious for the first time. If Xie Dong couldn\'t give him an acceptable answer then Yang Wei would definitely get revenge.

"Hmph, don\'t forget you still require my help in infiltrating the Killer Bees\' nest." Xie Dong suddenly said as he reminded Yang Wei of his usefulness.

Yang Wei grunted slightly as he picked the Ice Egg up and threw him into a corner without care.

The Ice Egg rolled around the ground for a while before stopping due to a wall nearby.

"How can you treat this senior like this!" Xie Dong shouted angrily when he was being treated like that.

"Senior Fan Ping, please, put a sound concealment around Xie Dong." Yang Wei requested.

He no longer wished to hear a single sound from Xie Dong as of this moment. He was afraid of doing something unimaginable.

Fan Ping didn\'t say anything but a sound concealment was quickly placed around Xie Dong.

Yang Wei showed a thankful look at Fan Ping\'s action.

"Thank you, Senior Fan Ping." Yang Wei mumbled softly as he sat down and glanced over Zhu Wenqian.

Zhu Wenqian was still in deep slumber despite the experience she had just gone through.

\'I\'m sorry, Zhu Wenqian…\' Yang Wei apologized silently as he continued to take care of her for the night.

By the time morning arose, Yang Wei gave up in the hopes that Zhu Wenqian would wake up any time.

"Senior Fan Ping, how long will Zhu Wenqian remain in this state?" Yang Wei asked Fan Ping.

He was still at a loss on how to help Zhu Wenqian out.

Meanwhile, Fan Ping decided to come out of Yang Wei\'s core.

Afterward, Fan Ping placed a fingertip at Zhu Wenqian\'s forehead as he closed his eyes.

Fan Ping\'s fingertip emitted a dim but subtle light that was then injected directly into Zhu Wenqian\'s forehead.

Sometime later, Fan Ping retracted his fingertip as he glanced at Yang Wei.

"I have stabilized her condition for the moment but you should hurry up with the Blood Lingzhi." Fan Ping said.

And he continued, "I can allow you to enter the first floor of the Pagoda to plant a normal Lingzhi first. But you\'ll still need an abundant amount of human blood to feed it."

Yang Wei held a dumbfounded look. "T-The first floor of the pagoda?"

"Yes, this is just a special circumstance so don\'t be too excited. You still have a long way ahead of you before you can take over the Pagoda." Fan Ping said.

Fan Ping sighed softly when Yang Wei was still in confusion at his words.

"I guess it\'s better for you to see it for yourself instead of my long-winded explanation." Fan Ping said.

He then snapped his finger and Yang Wei felt a gush of wind pass by him, causing him to squint his eyes.

Yang Wei\'s vision blurred for a moment. When he recovered his vision, Yang Wei found himself in a spacious environment- one that he was overly familiar with.

"I-Isn\'t this the Pagoda trial…" Yang Wei gasped in surprise as memories of him exploring the pagoda with Elder Jing flashed by.

"This is indeed where the Pagoda trial was held." Fan Ping suddenly said from behind while he was hovering around the air.

Fan Ping pointed in a direction. "Over there is a special type of soil that would help you grow the Blood Lingzhi."

Yang Wei followed the direction where he pointed and noticed there was a large acre of soil.

"That wasn\'t there last time…" Yang Wei mumbled.

"Of course it wasn\'t there the last time," Fan Ping laughed loudly.

"Do you think I would provide such benefits to people who intrude my Pagoda?"

Yang Wei shook his head.

"Anyway, here\'s three Lingzhi for you to plant." Fan Ping waved his sleeve and three Lingzhi appeared out of thin air.

The Lingzhi landed on Yang Wei\'s hand gently as it brimmed with life.

Yang Wei held the Lingzhi carefully as he walked toward the large acre of soil.

Yang Wei slowly dug out some soil to place the Lingzhi inside and retrieved a small water bottle.

Watering the Lingzhi plant slowly, Yang Wei asked, "How long do I have before I need to feed it with human blood?"

"It\'ll be best if you can get the human blood within 1 week or 2." Fan Ping said after some pondering.

"The faster you have blood for the Lingzhi to absorb, the better the effect will become." He added.

Yang Wei nodded his head.

"Although it\'s immoral for me to be planting a Blood Lingzhi, this is the least I can do to help someone who has risked themselves for me." Yang Wei said.

Fan Ping smiled briefly at the mindset of Yang Wei.

\'That\'s right Yang Wei, one must do everything necessary for their benefits. Moral and Immoral are just a bunch of nonsense created by hypocrites.\' Fan Ping sneered inwardly as he waited for Yang Wei to finish.

Once Yang Wei finished watering the plant, he stood up and glanced at Fan Ping.

"Senior Fan Ping, is it alright to bring Zhu Wenqian here to rest?" Yang Wei asked.

"I have noticed the spiritual qi in here is much denser than outside so I hope that Senior Fan Ping can allow her to recover here."