Chapter 1793: Reaping the Rewards Without Effort

Crack!

Unfortunately, even though Tan Qigong’s warning came quickly, it was still too late. In the next moment, all the elders heard a light sound, and the Emperor Palace Elder who had reached to open the door suddenly froze.

A flower of blood blossomed from the back of this person, whose eyes were filled with unwillingness, along with a trace of malice, a hint of regret.

Perhaps, at the moment of this Emperor Palace Elder’s death, he held a grudge against that Lord Supervisor who had made him lead the way. Now, he truly had become a scapegoat.

Yet, considering the dark nature of the Emperor Palace and having a superior like Tan Qigong, this outcome seemed inevitable. However, this incident meant the Emperor Palace now had one less elder.

Bang!

The sound of the Emperor Palace Elder collapsing lifelessly echoed in the minds and hearts of every Emperor Palace Elder present.

In particular, the elder who had managed to avoid the calamity by being one step behind turned pale, hastily retreated several steps, and only then let out a deep sigh of relief.

Tan Qigong’s expression was naturally not very pleasant either. He could sense that the arrow which had pierced through the Emperor Palace Elder’s chest was a Featherless Arrow. However, with such speed, even he, being present in the moment, might not have been able to evade it.

The speed was just too fast—it was as if the arrow had embedded itself into the Emperor Palace Elder’s chest the moment they heard the whoosh of its flight, leaving no room for defense.

"Why panic, it’s just a dead man’s Spirit Hall, it doesn’t eat people!"

Still, Tan Qigong did not show his fright at this moment. Seeing the Emperor Palace Elder scrambling back dozens of feet, he couldn’t help but curse, causing the elders to feel conflicted within.

The dead man’s Spirit Hall indeed doesn’t eat people, but it can kill people. A dignified Heavenly Realm Late Stage elder mysteriously dying under a single flying arrow—who wouldn’t be flustered?

Tan Qigong knew that no matter how much he spoke against the facts, it was pointless. And with the death of the previous Emperor Palace Elder as a warning, even if he forcibly commanded, no one would dare to open the door.

This supervisor of Murong City Emperor Palace had some sense, knowing that if he forced his orders upon these elders, they might not dare to disobey, but they would become distanced and disloyal to him in the future.

Demanding others to knowingly face death—wasn’t that disregarding the lives of subordinates? Having focused on cultivating his loyal followers, Tan Qigong refrained from compelling anyone at this moment.

"Release Pulse Spirit!"

It must be said that this Lord Supervisor was indeed quite shrewd. As he gave the order in a deep voice, even Ruan Buwei and other Emperor Palace Elders all lit up with realization, though tinged with grievance.

The reason these Emperor Palace Elders felt aggrieved was due to their silent resentment, thinking: "Lord Supervisor, you had such a good idea, why didn’t you suggest it earlier? Had you done so, that elder might not have died so tragically."

In fact, Tan Qigong had only just thought of the method. Pulse Spirits are under the control of their masters, and some cultivators even refine Pulse Spirits that are immensely powerful. No matter what mechanisms the Spirit Hall might have, they pose no threat to the lives of Emperor Palace Elders.

Whoosh!

Amongst them, an elder stretched out his right hand, and immediately a gigantic creature appeared, clearly a Pulse Spirit with formidable physical presence.

"Go!"

Upon hearing the Emperor Palace Elder’s command, the massive Pulse Spirit swooped forward. Devoid of Spiritual Wisdom, it feared no danger, acting solely upon its master’s will—even if it was to traverse a mountain of blades or a sea of fire.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

The Pulse Spirit began replacing the previous elder in pushing open the hall door. Meanwhile, the sound of rupturing air echoed repeatedly, and in just moments, the enormous Pulse Spirit was riddled with holes, dead beyond any doubt.

"Continue!"

Seeing the hall door already pushed open several more inches, Tan Qigong showed no mercy, shouting once more, urging even before the Pulse Spirit’s master felt heartache—to summon another mighty creature.

It seems this Emperor Palace Elder excelled in cultivation of physical strength, as each summoned Pulse Spirit was an imposing figure. Yet, he knew that even if his Pulse Spirits managed to open the hall door, they would likely be entirely depleted.

Fortunately, a Heavenly Realm Late Stage expert could refine multiple Pulse Spirits. After four of his Pulse Spirits fell to the Unfeathered Arrow, the Spirit Hall door belonging to Murong Huchen finally burst open.

Moreover, once the hall door opened fully, there were no more shots of that powerful Unfeathered Arrow within, bringing Tan Qigong a mix of shock and delight, entirely neglecting the deeply pained Emperor Palace Elder.

This Emperor Palace Elder had sacrificed a total of four Pulse Spirits just to open those doors. Restoring his Pulse Spirits to their full numbers would be no simple task.

Moreover, those Meridian Spirits were carefully selected by this Elder. Losing four at once made his heart bleed. He could only hope that once the Lord Supervisor found the treasure within Murong Huchen’s Spirit Hall, there would be some compensation for him.

To speak of it, opening this Spirit Hall of Murong Huchen cost the Emperor Palace dearly. Losing four Meridian Spirits was one thing, but losing even one Elder at the Late Stage of the Heavenly Realm was a great loss indeed.

To think that a simple Unfeathered Arrow could have such power truly startled Tan Qigong. Even with the hall doors wide open, he was hesitant to act, fearing more danger might arise.

"Let’s send in a Meridian Spirit first to take a look!"

Moments later, Tan Qigong repeated his old trick, lightly commanding the Elder with a distressed look. This made the latter feel quite resentful, thinking why Tan Qigong keeps targeting his Meridian Spirit when there are other Elders in the Emperor Palace.

But under the cold gaze of Tan Qigong, the Emperor Palace Elder dared not hesitate, summoning another of his Power Type Meridian Spirits, cautiously approaching the hall entrance.

"I hope the treasure within Murong Huchen’s Spirit Hall won’t disappoint me!"

Watching the Meridian Spirit gingerly approach the hall door, a gleam flashed in Tan Qigong’s eyes. After all, it took the life of an Emperor Palace Elder to open this door, and if the treasure inside was not to his liking, he might erupt on the spot.

"Hmm? Nothing happened?"

As Tan Qigong pondered, the enormous Meridian Spirit stepped into the Spirit Hall, and this time nothing unexpected occurred, bringing joy to all the cultivators of the Emperor Palace.

Initially, they thought the entrance of Murong Huchen’s Spirit Hall was so dangerous, and the inside must be filled with even more traps. Unexpectedly, the hall was merely hard to enter, and not as perilous as imagined inside.

Swoosh!

However, just as Tan Qigong’s face lit with joy and he was about to follow the Meridian Spirit into the hall, a sound of something slicing through the air startled him, thinking yet another mishap had occurred.

Startled, Tan Qigong quickly turned his head, and upon seeing, nearly exploded in rage, as he recognized a familiar coarse-clothed figure who swiftly went past, entering the hall before him.

"It’s that damned little bastard!"

With just one glance, Tan Qigong knew it was definitely not any Elder from the Emperor Palace. These Elders wouldn’t have such audacity. That familiar silhouette was indeed the coarse-clothed boy who poisoned Yue Qizhai outside.

The anger Tan Qigong felt was indescribable. Already disliking the youth, now seeing him seize the opportunity, how could he swallow this grievance?

"Enter! All of you go in! I must tear that brat to pieces!"

In his fury, Tan Qigong felt an unresolved rage simmering within him, ready to explode. He shouted explosively, reminding himself there might not be any other exits in this hall, which slightly calmed his anger.

That slippery kid had always evaded Tan Qigong. Entering the hall on his own was akin to entering a trap. This time, he was determined to catch the turtle in the jar.

"Roar!"

Just as Tan Qigong’s shout fell, a monstrous roar emanated from within the hall. The Elder who had released his Meridian Spirit sensed the Lord Supervisor’s anger and instructed his Meridian Spirit to strike the coarse-clothed youth immediately.

Bang!

The next moment, a loud bang echoed from the hall, followed by a shadow being flung out—it was none other than the Elder’s Meridian Spirit.

At this point, the Meridian Spirit was lifeless. When it finally crashed hard on the ground, unable to move, the Emperor Palace Elders exchanged glances.

Clearly, in just one encounter, the massive Meridian Spirit at the Heavenly Rank Advanced had been slain in a single blow by the youth inside the hall. Such skill was truly terrifying.

The owner of the Meridian Spirit raged first, then showed a trace of fear, remembering how the youth had previously killed Yue Qizhai at the Yingrong Lake shore. Suddenly, he became somewhat hesitant to advance.

The other Elders seemed stunned by the death of the Meridian Spirit as well. They doubted their own strength could match Yue Qizhai’s. If they recklessly entered the hall, they might meet the same fate as the Meridian Spirit.

"A bunch of cowards!"

Seeing the Elders hesitate so much, Tan Qigong was furious. Yet, he didn’t voice his disdain, knowing well those Elders alone wouldn’t handle the youth.

Fortunately, Tan Qigong himself was a Half-step Holy Rank master and had fewer reservations. After pondering for a moment, powerful Meridian Qi surged from him as he charged into the Spirit Hall first.

The Emperor Palace Elders, seeing this, suppressed their inner fears and followed closely. With the Lord Supervisor leading the charge, they seemed less afraid of the coarse-clothed youth.