It was already late at night when Zhou Qingyu returned to the Zhao family.
Qingyu quietly snuck back to the woodshed, assuming Zhao Yinxi was already asleep.
However, she was waiting at the doorway, dressed in thin clothing, hugging her small body, and trembling in the night wind.
Seeing Qingyu's returning figure from afar, her eyes welled up, and she instinctively threw herself into his arms, sobbing, "You're finally back, I thought you..."
Qingyu was momentarily stunned, then realized this little girl had been waiting for him all this time.
Feeling her cold body temperature, he couldn't help but scold her with concern:
"Fool, what could happen to me? It's you, it would be troublesome if you got sick."
Zhao Yinxi wiped away her tears and said fearfully, "Zhao Qingyang came back today."
"He went crazy looking for you everywhere, couldn't find you in the mansion, so he took people to search for you outside."
No wonder she was so worried.
Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly: "Then he should be glad he didn't find me."
Though both were at the third level of Qi Condensation, Zhao Qingyang, being a novice, was no match for him.
Moreover, he had successfully refined Supreme-Grade Primordial Qi Liquid.
While the Zhao family members were still asleep, he quickly sat cross-legged on the bed and consumed a bottle of Yuánqì Liquid.
The potent medicinal power provided a massive amount of Spiritual Qi, causing his Cultivation to rapidly increase.
An hour later.
He successfully broke through to the fourth level of Qi Condensation.
"In the past, when Cultivating the Nine Revolutions Undying Scripture, a matching Martial Skill would appear whenever I reached the fourth level of Qi Condensation in each revolution. I wonder what the Martial Skill for the ninth revolution is."
He quickly took out the Nine Revolutions Undying Scripture and turned to the chapter on the ninth revolution.
He saw that apart from the content of the first layer, "Whale Devour," all other pages were blank.
He skillfully released his fourth-level Qi Condensation Realm.
The scripture responded to the sensation, and a passage of text gradually appeared in the blank space, revealing a Martial Skill.
"Profound-level High-Grade Skill, Seven Stars Break," Qingyu murmured, slightly surprised.
With his experience, Profound-level High-Grade Skill no longer caught his Dharma Eye.
However, the Seven Stars Break greatly surprised him.
Because this was the famous ultimate skill of the former Heavenly Court Co-Lord, Seven Night Heavenly Venerate, in his youth.
A set of Seven Stars Break defeated countless Prodigies and was invincible in its era.
Since his demise, this set of Seven Stars Break had been lost.
Now, its appearance in the Nine Revolutions Undying Scripture both surprised and deeply intrigued Qingyu.
How strong was this invincible Martial Skill from back then?
He meticulously studied the Cultivation Technique, and with years of Cultivation accumulation, he quickly grasped its essence.
"Compressing spiritual power to the extreme, then suddenly erupting it to achieve the maximum destructive effect?"
"There really are very few similar methods of spiritual power application."
"Let's try it!"
He enthusiastically began to practice on the spot.
The spiritual power in his Dantian gathered towards his fist, but it was held back, continuously drawing more spiritual power to converge into his fist.
The Meridians near his fist were very narrow.
As more and more spiritual power gathered, it caused the spiritual power to continuously squeeze and compress within the narrow Meridians.
Gradually, Qingyu felt a tearing pain in the Meridians around his fist.
This was the point where the spiritual power his Meridians could bear reached its limit.
Without hesitation, he lowered his stance slightly, then suddenly threw a punch, unleashing the compressed spiritual power.
Bang—
The woodshed wall, a zhang away, had a fist-sized hole punched through it.
Zhao Yinxi stared, stunned, and said, "You can release spiritual power externally? Isn't that something only possible in the Foundation Establishment Realm?"
Qingyu also showed a hint of surprise, muttering in disbelief, "It's actually this strong?"
"No wonder Seven Night Heavenly Venerate became famous in one battle back then!"
Looking at Zhao Yinxi's astonished expression, he softly explained, "This isn't external spiritual power release; it's a fist wind!"
With the amplification of the spiritual power explosion, the power of this punch increased several times, creating a highly destructive fist wind!
Moreover, because his Meridians were weak and could only bear limited spiritual power, he had only demonstrated the power of "One Star Break" just now.
When his physique strengthens and his Meridians enhance, allowing him to bear more spiritual power, he will successively unlock the power of "Two-Star Break," "Three Star Break," and ultimately the "Seven Stars Break."
In terms of power alone, this was the strongest Profound-level High-Grade Skill Qingyu had ever witnessed!
It was very suitable for his early Cultivation.
Just then.
A series of hurried footsteps approached.
"You dog, you dare to come back? Get out here!"
The angry shout immediately made Zhao Yinxi panic, and she cried out, "Oh no, it's Zhao Qingyang!"
"He found out you're back."
Qingyu withdrew his spiritual power, a faint smile playing on his lips, "Good, saves me the trouble of finding him!"
He pushed open the door and looked up.
A tall, fierce-looking young man in brocade robes, wielding a black iron rod, charged menacingly towards the woodshed.
Beside him was Wang Hu, whose face was covered in ointment, glaring fiercely at Qingyu.
"You dog, we've got you now. Our Young Lord will teach you how to behave in the Zhao family."
Behind him were several guards armed with weapons.
They stared at Qingyu with mocking expressions.
Who didn't know that Zhao Qingyang was extremely protective of his own?
Hitting his guard was no different from hitting him in the face.
At this moment, Zhao Yinxi, who was behind Qingyu, bit her lip, grabbed the broom from outside the house, and swung it at Zhao Qingyang, speaking the hardest words in the softest tone.
"Don't you dare hit my husband!"
Zhao Qingyang grew even angrier. This Zhao Yinxi, who used to tremble in fear when he beat and scolded her, dared to lay a hand on him now?
"You cheap wench, three days without a beating and you're trying to climb onto the roof! How dare you attack me?"
He swung the iron rod without thinking.
He even deliberately used spiritual power, intending to teach her a harsh lesson.
But who knew that as soon as they clashed, Zhao Qingyang was directly sent flying, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
And the bamboo-woven broom in Zhao Yinxi's hand struck Zhao Qingyang's face fiercely, leaving streaks of blood.
Zhao Qingyang was stunned.
The guards beside him were also stunned.
Zhao Yanyun, who had been watching coldly, was even more stunned.
She looked at Qingyu, who had one arm around Zhao Yinxi's waist and the other holding her hand, and was greatly shocked: "You... you have Cultivation?"
And, it's a Realm far exceeding her brother's!
Wasn't he a good-for-nothing?