Chapter 214: An Unforgettable Trial
Lin Yun was living an extremely comfortable life with the Wang Family. He had actually woken up three days prior, but his injuries had been so severe that he still needed a few more days to recover. As soon as Wang Yi heard the news, he rushed over to visit.
In a stark contrast to their first meeting, Wang Yi’s enthusiasm and concern for Lin Yun were so great that even Lin Yun himself felt a little unsettled.
But on second thought, Lin Yun quickly came to terms with it. ’This world is just that pragmatic; everything is built on a foundation of strength. Now that I’m one of the top ten geniuses on the Yanhuang List and even the Royal Family values me, of course Wang Yi wouldn’t dare to put on airs anymore.’
In contrast to Lin Yun’s leisurely life, Tang Wushuang, thousands of miles away, was living a world apart. For reasons unknown, he was being constantly sabotaged during his training, and the ones antagonizing him were three Martial Artists at the Late Stage of the Qi Sea Realm.
During this time, Tang Wushuang was practically burning with a rage he had no way to vent. It was as if those three had latched onto him, following him all the way from the Mysterious City into the depths of the Yunlu Mountain Range, pulling their stunts on him every so often.
At that moment, meditating inside a cave in the Yunlu Mountain Range, Tang Wushuang’s tightly closed eyes slowly opened. The instant they did, a piercing aura flashed from his gaze.
"Finally, the Second Layer of the Qi Sea Realm. You three bastards, today is the day you die," Tang Wushuang said coldly.
His hatred for the trio was simply beyond words. He remembered one time when he was drinking at a tavern in a small town outside the Yunlu Mountain Range. Unbelievably, those three had spiked his wine with a laxative.
After downing that pot of wine, Tang Wushuang spent three whole days with diarrhea. And that wasn’t all. During those three days, while he was indisposed, the three of them had even blasted the latrine to smithereens with a single palm strike.
Tang Wushuang seared every single one of these incidents into his memory. ’Who sent these three to target me?’ he wondered. He had fought them before. Back then, as a mere Ninth Layer Opening Realm cultivator, he was no match for the trio, yet they hadn’t killed him.