Venerable Supreme of Myriad Dragons

Chapter 199: Chapter 199: Handling a Small Matter First

The stars shifted and seasons turned as time flowed on.

Shen Daoxing cultivated in his room day after day, his focus unwavering.

He Tian would only enter the room to deliver his meals, careful not to disturb him.

BOOM!

A sense of profound clarity bloomed in Shen Daoxing’s mind. His perception of the world around him grew sharper, and every last mote of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi became clearly visible to his consciousness.

Over the past few days, Shen Daoxing had refined a massive amount of Spirit Herb Immortal Elixirs. Not only had his Dantian fully recovered its Spiritual Power, but he had also successfully broken through to the Ninth Layer of the Grotto Heaven Realm.

However, he had greatly underestimated just how unique his Seven-Colored Profound Platform was. To reach the peak of the Grotto Heaven Realm’s Ninth Layer and break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm, he required ten, or even dozens of times more Spiritual Power than an ordinary person. Even with his considerable supply of Immortal Herb Spiritual Medicine, he probably wouldn’t be able to break through anytime soon.

CREAK!

At that moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Yi’s small head peeked inside.

"Shen, I’m heading to town today. You’ve been wanting to meet Mr. Ge, right? Come on, let’s go together."

Shen Daoxing knew he wouldn’t be breaking through anytime soon, so he nodded. ’It’s about time I went to see this Mr. Ge. I still have so many questions about this place.’

But before that, there was one thing he needed to take care of.

Shen Daoxing asked Yi to wait at home for a moment, then slowly stepped out of the house.

Leaving the wooden cabin, Shen Daoxing made his way to the eastern side of the village, finally stopping before the largest wooden gate there.

At this moment, three thugs were gathered around a burly, middle-aged man who was lounging in a grand armchair. They were pounding his shoulders and rubbing his feet, their faces full of sycophantic praise.

Just then, another thug ran over in a hurry and whispered into the burly man’s ear, "Boss, Boss, I just got some news! The He family’s little brother is going to town today. Tonight, that girl will be all alone in the house. Should we... you know... sneak over tonight..."

As he spoke, the thug couldn’t help but snicker lewdly.

Hearing this, the eyes of the thugs nearby lit up, and they nodded eagerly. "That’s right! That’s right! Boss, haven’t you had your eye on that girl for a long time? Tonight’s the perfect opportunity! Just thinking about her body, that pretty face... I can’t help but get excited. We’ll go in and help you pin her down, Boss, so you can show her your prowess. And after you’re finished, you can just give us a taste, right?"

The surrounding thugs all burst into laughter. "That’s right! That’s right!"

"Is the information reliable?"

The burly man in the armchair slowly opened his eyes.

The first thug nodded repeatedly. "Absolutely, Boss! It’s 100% true!"

"Good!"

The burly man slammed a hand on the armrest and shot up, his face flushed with excitement. "Then we move tonight! I’ve made my intentions clear to that He girl so many times, but she’d rather die than give in. Today, no matter what, I’m going to force her to submit!"

As they were speaking, Shen Daoxing had already arrived in front of them, having heard every last word of their conversation.

Only then did the burly man notice him. He asked, puzzled, "Who are you? When did you get here?"

Hearing their boss’s question, the thugs beside him turned and saw Shen Daoxing as well.

"Hey, aren’t you that pretty boy the He girl picked up?"

One of the thugs quickly recognized Shen Daoxing.

Upon hearing this, the burly man’s face instantly darkened. "Well, well. So you’re the pretty boy! You dare try to seduce my woman? You’re courting death!"

With that, his expression turned murderous, and he threw a punch.

However, before his fist could land, his eyes suddenly went vacant. A thin red line appeared on his face, running from his forehead to his chin, and continuing down his torso.

Then, a fountain of blood erupted. With a sickening wet sound, his entire body split in two down the middle and crashed to the ground.

The thugs at his side saw their boss die so suddenly, they couldn’t even process it. "You... you..."

Shen Daoxing simply swiped a hand at his waist, and a black light flashed.

PSHH!

PSHH!

PSHH!

PSHH!

The four thugs’ heads flew high into the air in unison, then thudded to the ground one after another. Their eyes were wide, as if they couldn’t comprehend what had just happened.

Shen Daoxing’s movements were as fluid as running water, without a single wasted motion. He didn’t even bother to ask their names.

After dealing with the men, Shen Daoxing didn’t spare them a second glance. His figure flickered and vanished from the spot.

CREAK!

Shen Daoxing pushed open the door and returned to the wooden cabin.

Yi came out, his face full of curiosity. "Shen, where did you just go? What did you do?"

Shen Daoxing replied nonchalantly, "Nothing much. Just went to deal with a few pests."

Yi tilted his head, not understanding what Shen Daoxing meant, but he didn’t press the issue.

Then, Yi shouldered his bamboo basket. "Let’s go. We can head to town now."

Shen Daoxing nodded in response.

Just then, He Tian walked out of her room carrying a bulging bundle. "Here, take this with you."

Yi glanced at it and said with a sigh, "Sis, we’re not going on a long trip. We don’t need all this."

He Tian rolled her eyes at him. "It’s not for you."

She walked over to Shen Daoxing, handed him the bundle, and said softly, "Young Master Shen, you should take this. There’s some food and a change of clothes inside. You might need them on the road."

In response, Yi pulled a face at He Tian, sticking out his tongue. He then raised his pinky in an effeminate gesture and mimicked her, cooing in a delicate voice, "Young Master Shen..."

He then bolted out of the house just as He Tian grabbed a broom to hit him.

Shen Daoxing couldn’t help but chuckle before following after He Yi.

The two of them left the village and followed a creek northward. Just as Yi had said, Taoyuan Town wasn’t far, and it didn’t take them long to get there on foot.

After walking for a while, Shen Daoxing pushed aside a patch of tall grass, and the view suddenly opened up. A small town with a network of crisscrossing paths and neat houses appeared before them.

"This is Taoyuan Town," Yi said.

The clamor of a bustling crowd reached them.

Shen Daoxing glanced around and saw a number of people on the main road leading into the town.

Shen Daoxing took a closer look.

It was a group of four people.

One was an old man dressed as a servant, acting with great deference to the person beside him. However, Shen Daoxing could sense from his restrained aura that he was no ordinary man—he was definitely a Martial Artist.

The young man beside him was dressed in fine silks, his face a mask of arrogance as if he looked down on everyone. He was clearly a young master from some wealthy family.

The other two, a man and a woman, also stood out. The woman was beautiful and captivating, while the man was suave and dashing. They wore what looked like the robes of a sect and carried themselves with an extraordinary air. They were clearly not ordinary people, but cultivators.