← 百炼成仙

第五十六章 同门相煎

Behind Ye Tian, three of his fellow disciples followed. Among them were two brothers who looked identical and were slightly plump in build. The third was tall and thin with an ordinary appearance, giving off a clumsy impression.

Lin Xuan hid behind the bushes, remaining silent as he began to ponder. Among the disciples who entered the valley at the same time, Ye Tian's talents stood out; his cultivation should rank among the top five. He was favored by his mentors and often looked down on weaker fellow disciples. Why did he act so differently today?

The Song brothers and this tall and thin young man had spirit roots but were of poor quality. Their current strength only reached the third layer of the Flexible Spirit Period, which Ye Tian would never associate with such "dumb" fellow disciples. What sinister plot could he have?

Lin Xuan's curiosity grew as he subtly extended his divine sense to observe more closely.

"Senior Brother Ye, are we going to grill here? I'll go hunt for some prey."

The eldest of the Song brothers spoke excitedly. They often faced disdain and ridicule from their fellow disciples; today, they had finally managed to befriend such a talented senior disciple, so they wanted to make a good impression.

"Don't worry," Ye Tian said with a smile as he patted his shoulder. He took out a gourd from his storage bracelet: "After climbing this high mountain, you must be thirsty. This is my homemade immortal wine, containing many rare herbs that can greatly enhance your cultivation. You three fellow disciples might want to try it."

"Uh…" Song Xiong was stunned and bewildered. Ye Tian's spontaneous invitation had already made him and his brother feel honored; now, the favored elite disciple was showing such enthusiasm.

Hearing that this wine could boost their cultivation, a glint of greed flashed across his face as he politely declined: "Senior Brother, this is your treasure. I cannot accept it without merit…"

"Haha, we're brothers. Why bother with these formalities? Drink!" Ye Tian waved his hand in a generous manner.

"Then I'll follow your lead," Song Xiong, who was never really reluctant to begin with, took the gourd and gulped down several large sips.

Ye Tian smiled as he remained calm on the surface. However, a fierce and vicious light flashed across his eyes.

Song Xiong wiped his mouth and handed back the gourd. Ye Tian did not take it: "How could I favor one over another? Fellow disciples, you should have some too."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

The second brother of the Song family was named Song Hu, with a more irritable temperament than his elder brother. He accepted the gourd and drank greedily.

"Alright, Senior Brother Song, leave some for me," the tall and thin young man urged, fearing that Ye Tian would finish it all. Song Xiong reluctantly put down the gourd.

The tall and thin disciple continued to drink wildly.

Lin Xuan observed coldly from the side, his lips curling into a mocking smile. Although he didn't know what Ye Tian's plot was, it certainly wasn't good for these three. He had set up a trap, but they were still vying to jump in.

Lin Xuan saw this clearly, but he had no intention of intervening. While his strength could handle Ye Tian, why should he get involved?

Trouble comes from too much talk; troubles arise when one tries to be the hero. Lin Xuan was not a bad person by nature, nor a good one. He would only intervene if there were sufficient benefits.

The cultivation world was already brutal and cruel. Lin Xuan had long understood the wisdom of self-preservation.

Even if anything happened, it was their own fault. Besides, they had no connection with him. They might be mocked for their poor spirit roots and slow progress, but in the past, they had bullied even weaker disciples like himself. Not to mention, he felt great just not retaliating; dreaming of repaying kindness with malice was foolish.

"Senior Brother Ye, we've finished our wine. I'll go hunt now. You can rest."

Song Xiong tried to please Ye Tian but his face suddenly changed as he swayed and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Brother!" Song Hu was alarmed, wanting to help his brother, only to feel dizzy himself and lose balance.

The tall and thin disciple had also drunk enough of the wine, leading to the same fate.

"Senior Brother Ye, you…?"

The three were not fools. They knew immediately that something had been done in the wine.

"Senior Brother Ye, I have no grudge against you; I've never wronged you!"

"Yes, Senior Brother, is there a misunderstanding? Please accept my apologies."

In their shock and anger, they understood the wisdom of not making trouble for oneself. They pleaded desperately but were confused as to why they had been targeted. Even if they combined their strength, they couldn't match Ye Tian's fifth-layer cultivation.

There was no need to drug them in the wine; it was unnecessary. Their confusion only deepened as they struggled to understand his intentions and grew increasingly panicked.

They secretly channeled spirit energy but found their dantians sealed, unable to release even a trace of spirit energy. They were even more alarmed.

"Save your efforts."

Ye Tian's expression turned vicious with satisfaction: "You drank the forbidden alcohol; for three hours, you won't be able to use any cultivation."

"Haha, Senior Brother, why play such a joke on us?"

The murderous intent in Ye Tian's face made them feel as if needles were pricking their backs. Despite trying to figure out when they had wronged him, Song Xiong could only勉强 can be translated as "勉强" (qiǎng miǎn) which means "勉强"勉强 can be translated as "勉强" (qiǎng miǎn) which means "勉强"勉强 can be translated as "勉强"勉强 can be translated as "mianqiang"勉强:勉强 can be translated as "mianqiang"勉强:勉强 can be translated as "mianqiang"勉强:勉强 can be translated as "qiángmiǎn" or "reluctantly" or "with difficulty." smile with hope.

"Ha, who is playing jokes on you."

Ye Tian said coldly: "To blame anyone else, it was just bad luck for you three. My hundred-souls banner needs the souls of three cultivators to reach its peak. You will be honored guests as sacrifices to my demonic artifact."

"Demonic artifact? Sacrifices?"

The fear on their faces intensified as they trembled and tried to run away. However, the forbidden alcohol not only sealed their spirit energy but also left them paralyzed, making all their efforts futile.

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English