Avenue Stowaway

After handing over the second-grade dagger to Huoyun Hall, Kong Fang felt completely relaxed. If a second-grade weapon couldn't allow him to enter the inner hall and become an inner hall disciple with a distinguished status, he might as well find a rock to hit himself to death.

Like in previous years, some disciples who had refined fourth-grade weapons had the opportunity to enter the inner hall, not to mention him who had refined second-grade weapons.

However, according to his memory and the observations of the past two days, Kong Fang also discovered something peculiar: many of the new disciples unexpectedly obtained some relatively good refining materials. If there are people with a relatively high level of refining among these people, they might be able to refine a third-grade or even a second-grade weapon.

Of course, even if others could refine a second-grade weapon, Kong Fang would not be worried at all. Although the Weapon Sect did not care about the new disciples, as long as the new disciples could refine good weapons, the Weapon Sect would not care what materials were used. Because in the eyes of the Weapon Sect, being able to obtain good refining materials is also a skill.

But if two identical second-grade weapons were to be evaluated, the Weapon Sect would definitely choose the disciple who used ordinary materials to refine the weapon, because this already demonstrated that the disciple possessed an extremely good talent for refining weapons.

Kong Fang left the mountain where Huoyun Hall was located and walked quickly towards his own shabby wooden house.

Halfway through the journey, Kong Fang once again felt that someone was watching him, and he knew that it must be someone sent by Zhao Yong. Kong Fang was extremely angry and resentful about this, but he pretended not to notice and continued on his way.

"Although I have condensed my soul and possess extraordinary perception, my soul is only slightly stronger than that of ordinary people. My own strength has not improved much. Now is not the time to go head-to-head with Zhao Yong and the others. But it won't take long. My soul is complete, and I will be able to cultivate magic power soon. By then, I will take back everything I put in with interest. My things, Kong Fang's, are not so easy to snatch, and my life... is not something that anyone can tell others to take away." Kong Fang's eyes were shining with murderous intent.

Zhao Yong thought he had everything under control, so he wanted to get rid of Kong Fang completely to prevent him from becoming an inner-chamber disciple one day and posing a threat to him. But Zhao Yong had no idea that it would not be a one-day, but a few days later Kong Fang would become an inner-chamber disciple.

Since he does not possess absolute power yet, Kong Fang decided to avoid it temporarily. When he cultivates his magic power, it will be the time to settle accounts with Zhao Yong and others.

Kong Fang ignored Qian Ziguang who was following him from a distance, and returned to his residence calmly, as if he didn't notice anyone following him.

Kong Fang's wooden house was built in a valley, and it was difficult to see what was going on inside unless one approached it. However, in order to prevent Zhao Yong and others from noticing anything unusual and becoming alert, Kong Fang moved the wooden bed to a corner of the house, so that outsiders would not be able to see him while he was practicing.

Soon, Kong Fang immersed himself in cultivation.

However, Kong Fang also retained some perception of the outside world, so as to prevent Zhao Yong and others from taking the risk of attacking him in the sect.

As night fell, Kong Fang, who was practicing, did not feel the passage of time at all. However, Qian Ziguang, who was standing not far outside the house, was scratching his ears and cheeks anxiously, feeling very depressed.

"What the hell is Kong Fang doing? All the materials for refining have been destroyed. It's impossible for him to pass the test. He should be thinking of a way to escape at this time, but why has there been no movement since he entered that broken wooden house?" Qian Ziguang cursed hatefully.

Keeping an eye on someone is not an easy job, and Qian Ziguang couldn't stand it after just one day.

Qian Ziguang had heard that many people's refining materials were destroyed in the refining area of ​​Huoyun Hall, and even Sun Hao, an inner hall disciple, could not escape the disaster. This made Qian Ziguang firmly believe that Kong Fang's refining materials must have been destroyed more thoroughly. Qian Ziguang was very excited when he got the news, because Kong Fang would definitely find a way to escape, and if he took the opportunity to get rid of Kong Fang, his status in Zhao Yong's heart would be greatly improved.

But who knew that there was no movement after Kong Fang entered the wooden house, which made Qian Ziguang puzzled and finally turned into anger. He worked day and night outside the wooden house, suffering, while the damn Kong Fang might be sleeping soundly, how could Qian Ziguang, who thought highly of himself, accept this.

"Damn it, I really want to rush in at this moment and get rid of this scourge directly." An idea suddenly popped up in Qian Ziguang's mind.

But then Qian Ziguang shuddered deeply. If he killed someone in the Weapon Sect, he would be dead if he was discovered. Qian Ziguang obviously thought it was not worth it to risk his life for Kong Fang.

"Damn you Kong Fang, you made me suffer by staring at you. You'd better pray that you never leave Qi Zong, otherwise I will never let you die easily." Qian Ziguang secretly swears.

By midnight, another follower of Zhao Yong, Wang Hao, came to Qian Ziguang.

"You can go back now. I will keep an eye on him now." Wang Hao looked excited.

During the day, he reacted a little slower than Qian Ziguang, allowing Qian Ziguang to get ahead, and Zhao Yong was obviously very satisfied with Qian Ziguang's attitude. This made Wang Hao feel a little anxious, fearing that Qian Ziguang would take the position of the first follower. Fortunately, nothing happened during the day, and now it was his time to show off.

Qian Ziguang did not move. How could he leave at this time when he knew that Kong Fang's refining materials were destroyed? Otherwise, all the credit would go to Wang Hao. However, if he did not leave, he had to tell Wang Hao what happened during the day, otherwise he would have trouble explaining to Zhao Yong.

After thinking for a while, Qian Ziguang said bitterly: "When refining weapons in Huoyun Hall, the refining materials of that bastard Kong Fang were all destroyed by the earth fire. I suspect that he has a great chance of escaping tonight, so we should keep an eye on him together."

Wang Hao was suddenly delighted when he heard this, but he was a little dissatisfied when he learned that Qian Ziguang was unwilling to leave. In Wang Hao's opinion, he could deal with the weak Kong Fang by himself, so he naturally didn't want others to take his credit. But now he had no good excuse to let Qian Ziguang leave. After all, Zhao Yong only wanted Kong Fang to die, and he didn't care how many people took action. On the contrary, one more person would give him a better chance, so Zhao Yong would naturally prefer this.

So, the two men with ulterior motives stood guard not far from the wooden house, their eyes wide open, staring at the wooden house, fearing that they would miss the opportunity to perform meritorious deeds. They guarded all night, and in the morning, their eyes were bloodshot, still staring at the wooden house, as if they had an irreconcilable hatred for the wooden house, but their eyes were a little dull.

Obviously, both of them were very exhausted that night.

What was even more unacceptable to the two men was that Kong Fang didn't make any noise the entire night, which made them firmly believe that Kong Fang had really slept all night, and they were like two fools, acting as door gods for Kong Fang the entire night.

In the wooden house, Kong Fang's expression suddenly tensed up, and his eyes suddenly opened wide. After a night of unremitting practice, some magic power finally appeared in his Dantian.

But at this moment Kong Fang suddenly discovered a very serious problem.

"I haven't become an inner hall disciple yet. If I have magic power, it will be easy for the elders to see through me. Then even the soul refining method in the Purple Mansion will be exposed. It seems that I have to endure for a few more days." Kong Fang felt a little regretful. In order not to expose the biggest secret, Kong Fang had to control the meager magic power that had just formed in his dantian to dissipate.

The magic power dissipated to the outside world through his body and limbs, and suddenly, Kong Fang's eyes lit up.

"This, the magic power dissipates and actually has the effect of tempering the body." Kong Fang, who had just felt a little regretful, immediately became excited again.

"Although my body has only absorbed a little bit of mana, the effect of tempering it is not small. I can clearly feel that my body is getting stronger and my strength is increasing. Haha, okay, since I can't let mana appear in my dantian these days, I will use mana to temper my body. As long as I have a strong body, I will still have a chance to get rid of Zhao Yong." Without any worries, Kong Fang began to practice excitedly again.