The Primordial Wealth System

The Primordial Wealth System
SKP =>> Chapter 31 Determined


Vic Zhou tried to clear the core of the red crystal using a vortex of uranus ball that rotated counterclockwise. Then put the clean red crystal core into the furnace of 8 uranus wings.


Just inserted into the furnace for smelting, the crystal core was unstable, and caused quite a powerful explosion. To the extent that its explosive vibe shook the entire region of the white dragon waterfall.


It was fortunate that the white dragon pavilion protected the hellish golden formation, and all of its building materials were made from extremely strong, and rare materials. As a result, the dragon pavilion building was still sturdy, and intact, without being damaged by a single inch.


“What is this?” 


The elders, except for Ling Zhi and patriarch Aobing were gathered inside the first floor of the white dragon pavilion with a dead red face. They guessed that the white dragon pavilion, or the Yin-Yang sect had been attacked by another sect.


“Quick input his limbs!” tell Po Chi Lam in a quick tone.


The guard of the white dragon pavilion did not want the elders, and patriarch Aobing found out about Vic Zhou being able to concoct pills. Because Po Chi Lam had promised Vic Zhou to hide Vic Zhou's secret from them.


“Guhak!” 


Vic Zhou vomited a mouthful of blood, failing to concoct the god's crown pill. The red viscous liquid pretty much soaked his neck. 


There was a risk Vic Zhou had if he failed to concoct a pill using the eight-winged uranus, the flow of Qi energy in his meridian pathway was unstable for an hour, and it could result in fatal internal injuries within his vital organs.


There were sound steps up the stairs, and made Po Chi Lam let out a cold sweat on her forehead. He was very afraid just in case patriarch Aobing knew what they were doing right now on the second floor of the white dragon pavilion.


As a result, if they are both caught the punishment is not kidding. Their dantians were both indestructible, and the two of them could no longer learn martial arts.  


“What do you guys do?” aobing's patriarch snapped with giddy eyes, and huge protruding muscle veins on his face.


His killing aura gushed across the second floor room of the white dragon pavilion.


Vic Zhou who was still sitting cross-legged to stop bleeding in some of his vital organs, then replied, “Sorry, Master. I am the one at fault of asking Master Po Chi Lam to teach me a more effective Qi energy absorption cultivation method. I was wrong in applying.”


The gaze of patriarch Aobing's eyes began to soften, and slowly approached Vic Zhou. His Qi energy was circulated into Vic Zhou's body to ascertain whether what the random black-haired young man spoke was honest or not.


Patriarch Aobing widened his eyes after discovering the fact the flow of Qi energy in Vic Zhou's body was unstable, and some of his vital organs were severely injured.


Therefore patriarch Aobing helped him by punching the point right in the diaphragm section, “White dragon fingers!” yells.


“Guhak!” Vic Zhou spewed out a mouthful of black blood, after sensing Aobing's high compression Qi energy.


From that point of the diaphragm, the Qi energy from the white dragon finger style quickly spread throughout the flow of Vic Zhou's body repairing the cells of Vic Zhou's body that had been damaged quickly, Vic Zhou said, and stabilized the flow of energy Qi man-manik blue eyes became normal again.  


Po Chi Lam clasped her fist while looking down respectfully, “Ready, patriarch!” 


Po Chi Lam and Aobing used to be very close friends. But after Po Chi Lam's cultivation came to a halt at the level one emperor realm war stage, their friendly relationship stretched. 


Moreover, Aobing knew that Po Chi Lam was an artifact user, the decades-old friendship became a stranger. Because Aobing does not like the user of any artifact, although he is also a user of artifacts.


He was well aware of how dangerous the use of artifacts was, as it would eventually wipe out the user's consciousness, unless the cultivator was able to master the art of consciousness. 


Aobing's hatred for Po Chi Lam, because he did not want his fate as he was unable to control the lust of eating the flesh of spiritual animals.


“I'm sorry that I was so selfish asking you to concoct the god's crown pill,” said P Chi Lam looking down regretfully in front of Vic Zhou who was still cross-legged.


“No, Teacher. This is my decision, and in the future I want to be stronger. I think the pill making method using this red crystal is very rare in this shenlong earth that can do it —”


“It's true. There's only my teacher who can do it, and the person ...” Po Chi Lam suddenly hardened her jaw, like feeling an overwhelming sense of anger, until the muscle veins on her face bulged out big. Then he continued, “He was killed by one Emperor Realm. The full moon art book is the book that was handed down to me.”


“Are the artifact users greatly hated by the Emperor Realm?” vic Zhou asked curiously.


“Yes, so it is placed only in one country, namely China. Moreover, artifact users would not be able to exit from within this country. Only cultivators who do not use artifacts have access to other countries,” Po Chi Lam replied with a sharp gaze.


Vic Zhou grew increasingly curious about all the truths of artifact users, and again asked, “Are they afraid of artifact users? To the extent of making this Chinese country a prison for artifact users?”


“They assume the cultivator who fused his body with the artifact is a demon cultivator.” 


“Because it has a power that ordinary cultivators cannot create such as cultivation techniques that they think are too excessive.” 


“Until now there have only been a few cultivators who have remained sane after so many years fusing his body with artifacts, including my teacher Yun Ying Long,” explained Po Chi Lam.


“Teacher, I promise you. Someday I will create a fair world where artifact users, will coexist with cultivators who do not have artifacts, and find ways to reduce the weaknesses of artifact users, he said,” firmly Vic Zhou, then rise to his feet vigorously. “Straight eight wings uranus.”


Vic Zhou re-emerged the pentagram on the floor surface to remove the eight-winged furnace of Uranus.


One red crystal core was inserted into a ball of darkness ring that had been formed in his left palm. 


The red crystal ball was infused with yin energy from the black dragon vein that was inside Vic Zhou's dantian. The crystal ball turned a deep red color, and emitted a blackish-red smoke. The death Eve released by the crystal ball was so concentrated, that it pressured Po Chi Lam's body to a forced sitting.