6

After the successful job transfer, Niubi buried his joy deep inside and pushed the door to head towards Yang Zhengyu's room.

"Whoosh!" A gust of strong wind came. Niubi's heart stirred and he wanted to dodge, but on second thought, he forcibly stopped himself.

"Bang!" A dull sound came. Niubi was immediately knocked to the ground. A sharp pain came from his forehead and hot blood flowed down. A blood-stained stone fell beside him.

Niubi turned sharply and saw Zhang Qiang, along with Xu Gouzi, laughing heartily not far away, and Xu Gouzi still had the gesture of throwing.

"Trash is trash. Can't even dodge a stone. Still dreaming of immortal cultivation? Haha, you're killing me!" Zhang Qiang laughed uproariously. The people around him also pointed at Niubi, their faces full of disdain.

A glint of coldness flashed in Niubi's eyes and disappeared in an instant. He had to endure. Before defeating Lu Zhong, he must not show the slightest trace. Otherwise, it would only make Lu Zhong take action earlier.

"Oh, you still dare to look?" Sensing the coldness in Niubi's eyes, Zhang Qiang was furious. Shaking off his obese body, he leaped to Niubi in a few steps, raised his foot, and kicked Niubi, who was lying on the ground.

In an instant, blood splashed everywhere and Niubi was kicked two meters away.

"Beat him!" Zhang Qiang shouted loudly and continued to charge forward. The followers behind him were not to be outdone and rushed to Niubi, swinging their fists.

"Bang bang!" Dull sounds kept coming from Niubi's body. Fists and feet rained down on Niubi like rain.

Large amounts of blood gushed out on Niubi's body and face. The blood had covered his wide-open eyes.

Niubi gritted his lips tightly and remained silent. Streaks of blood dripped like water drops between his lips. Niubi clenched his fists tightly and his nails had deeply pierced into his palms, but he felt no pain. Only his blood-red eyes were burning with the fire of anger.

Endure. I must endure. Those who aim to achieve great things cannot face such insults and still talk about hope. Hit me. One day I will kill you all and crush your bones to ashes.

Time slowly passed amid pain and struggle. For Niubi, it seemed like a century had passed, but he never uttered a sound and buried all the pain deep inside. But no one could imagine that it was this inhuman abuse that planted an evil seed in Niubi's heart.

Perhaps they were tired or bored. Zhang Qiang finally stopped his actions, looked at Niubi, who was like a bloody man, with disdain, and said mockingly.

"Trash. You should blame yourself for being born in the wrong family and offending the wrong people. Accept your fate in this life. In the next life, remember to choose a good family when reincarnating."

After saying that, Zhang Qiang kicked Niubi hard again and turned to leave.

"Just you. Still want to cultivate immortality? Bah!" Seeing Niubi's miserable state, Xu Gouzi was extremely pleased. He spat on Niubi and then kicked Niubi like Zhang Qiang.

After doing all this, Xu Gouzi laughed loudly and hurriedly chased after Zhang Qiang and the others.

In his view, as a mortal, being able to beat a person with incomplete spiritual roots so miserably was truly something that excited him. If he went down the mountain in the future, this would surely be his bragging capital.

Niubi raised his scarred hand and wiped the blood in front of his eyes. He looked coldly at the backs of the several people. A thick killing intent kept flashing in his eyes. Facing the insults from everyone, he almost made a move several times, but in the end, he still endured.

Niubi struggled to get up, looked indifferently at his blood-covered body, gritted his teeth hard, and then walked towards Yang Zhengyu's room.

The afterglow of the setting sun spread across the earth. Niubi's figure was elongated by the setting sun, looking sad and desolate. As Niubi walked, a trail of blood was left on the ground.

"Those brutes again?" A roar came from Yang Zhengyu's mouth. At this time, Yang Zhengyu's face was frosty, his veins were bulging, and a layer of faint white light had emerged between his palms.

Niubi nodded faintly and slowly sat down at the table. As soon as his body touched the chair, a piercing pain immediately spread throughout his body. Large drops of sweat instantly trickled down. But Niubi just frowned slightly and sat up straight.

"Damn it. They've gone too far. I'll go and kill those brutes right now!" Yang Zhengyu's face was livid and he wanted to rush out of the door. But Niubi waved his hand and said solemnly.

"Zhengyu, you don't need to worry about this for now. I'll handle my own affairs!"

"But..."

"No buts. If you're my brother, please trust me!" Before Yang Zhengyu could finish, Niubi's resolute voice directly interrupted him.

Yang Zhengyu was slightly stunned. He turned to look at Niubi and found that Niubi was looking at him stubbornly. The fierceness between his eyebrows did not allow the slightest objection from him.

Yang Zhengyu sighed deeply, returned to the bed, and stopped talking.

The two fell silent for a moment.

Niubi looked at Yang Zhengyu and knew in his heart that this brother was sad for him. But he had no way to tell him about his affairs. For now, he could only sigh helplessly. He took out a few waste pills from his bosom and placed them on the table, then got up and walked out.

"The task of the pill room, I'll still handle it. As for other tasks, I won't do them!" When Niubi reached the door, he said in a deep voice.

Yang Zhengyu did not speak but closed his eyes and began his cultivation.

In silence, Niubi walked indifferently towards his room, but felt somewhat apologetic in his heart.

Brother, it's not that I can't tell you the secret. It's just that my experience is too astonishing. If I don't die when facing Lu Zhong...

Thinking of this, Niubi smiled wryly. The gap between his and Lu Zhong's strength was huge. Could he really escape alive? Let's talk about the future later. The most important thing now is to rapidly improve his strength.

Time flew by. In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed. Niubi almost never left his room except for eating and counting the waste pills.

During this period, Niubi's daily task was to continuously use the spirit attachment technique to introduce the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the waste pills. Although the spiritual energy in the waste pills was extremely weak, fortunately, there was a large quantity of waste pills.

Through this half month of hard cultivation and taking pills, Niubi discovered an interesting thing.

The spiritual energy that entered his body through the spiritual root during his daily cultivation would not all be absorbed. Only a very small part would be refined by him and enter the spiritual sea.

However, the pills refined through the spirit attachment technique could preserve all the spiritual energy intact. Although this spiritual energy was not pure, when it reached the spiritual sea, it would soon be refined and purified.

With this discovery, Niubi's confidence soared. He believed that as long as he persisted, it wouldn't be long before he broke through the first level of the Qi Condensation stage and reached the second level.

Dong dong... A dull sound disrupted Niubi, who was in the midst of cultivation. Niubi was stunned. "The assembly drum? Something's wrong? Why is there a sudden emergency assembly?"

Niubi was surprised but still hurriedly got up and ran towards the door...