Bao Zhang continued climbing the great spiral stairs to the upper floors of the Crystal Tower, passing through several entrances to different training rooms.
The higher it went up, the stronger the xuan energy became in the air.
After climbing for a while, Bao Zhang finally stopped in front of a large door formed entirely of a strange dark metal, in the center of the door had written number 136.
Taking the key that was given to him by Elder Kang. Bao Zhang put the key in the keyhole and turned it by opening the large door.
When the door opened, It made a great crunch.
After entering inside. Bao Zhang found that the xuan energy was even higher, than outside the training room. This was probably because the Sect had put some spells to keep the Xuan energy inside the training rooms at a high level.
Bao Zhang was not very surprised, because although this effect of having increased the level of energy xuan inside the training rooms would surprise the disciples who enter for the first time, for him, who was once a god, this effect was no more than a simple trick of placing some Xuan energy direction spells around the training room. Wherever Xuan's true energy came from, it was from the top of the Crystal Tower.
Bao Zhang assumed that the Sect of the Golden Sword must have a treasure of concentration and xuan energy generation. Then, the Sect simply directs that xuan energy to the different training rooms.
Inside the training room, there was a small table with some chairs on one side, which should be the area used by the disciples to rest after training. And in the center of the room, there was a white circle on the ground, where the xuan energy came from.
Bao Zhang stepped forward and sat cross-legged on the white circle in the center of the room.
It was time to start practicing his own magic spell, created by himself during his previous life.
During his previous life, when he was the God of lust, he created a magic spell of his own that, through printed magic circles, could attract xuan energy by gathering and concentrating strongly, keeping it compressed to the maximum. And then release it. By exploiting the xuan energy to the outside, he created a pulse of xuan energy that would eliminate the xuan energy from the area where the pulse was released.
This spell had been one of his favorites during his previous life.
But this was not the only reason why Bao Zhang would begin to practice it despite having a low level of cultivation, which would make it difficult to control the spell.
But because this spell created by him, would allow him to increase his level of energy control xuan at higher speed. So that in the future when, I reached the level of Realm spiritual, I could use his Xuan Sword Spell.
The Xuan Sword's Spell was another spell created by Bao Zhang during his days as the God of Lust. The spell of the Xuan sword at the time had caused chaos within the world of the gods.
Bao Zhang began to remember about the spell of the Pulse and the magic circles that formed it.
After a while of being with your eyes closed, immersed in his mind. Bao Zhang opened his green eyes showing resolution inside.
Moving his right hand to the front, Bao Zhang gathered a little Xuan energy into his fingers, and then started writing something with them in his left palm, the blood sprouted slightly over where his fingers surrounded by Xuan energy as he wrote over his palm. But immediately the blood solidified leaving a tattoo on his palm.
After finishing writing on his palm, Bao Zhang raised his left hand and watched.
There he had drawn on his palm a magic circle formed by several pentagrams cross-linked. This was the magic circle of activation of his Pulse spell.
Nodding in satisfaction, Bao mentally prepared himself and then extended his left hand where the magic circle was tattooed. And I point his palm with the magic circle towards the table and chairs that were in the distance on the side of the room.
He began to activate the magic spell.
And the magic circle he had tattooed on his palm, began to shine and warm.
The energy xuan inside the training room began to move and gather on the bright magic circle.
The energy gathered over Bao Zhang's left palm began to increase at a great speed and then it was compressing over the magic circle, causing his hand to tremble from the pressure exerted by the xuan energy compressed within the magic circle.
Then, Bao Zhang, slowly, stopped gathering the xuan energy within the magic circle, because if he continued to collect more, he would lose control and cause the xuan energy to explode over him.
Bao Zhang took a deep breath to adjust his control over the magic spell, and then concentrated his attention on the table and chairs while aiming with his palm, marking it as his target of attack.
"Pulse" Bao Zhang uttered slightly.
Explosion!
Immediately, the "Pulse" was activated, causing a pulse of gigantic xuan energy that expanded forward, as if it were a wave, headed towards the tables and chairs.
But this was not the only thing, when the pulse of the xuan energy exploded, a contradictory force hit Bao Zhang and sent him back to the ground.
The pulse of energy came in front of the tables and chairs, and it immediately erase them by turning them into dust!
But the pulse did not stop there, followed and hit against the wall of the room, causing broken lines to appear on the wall.
The dust explosion caused by the pulse of xuan energy was dispersed. And in the distance, Bao Zhang rose slowly with his hair completely disheveled and a small trace of blood on his lips ...
"Shit," Bao Zhang cursed.
***
In a certain place within the Sect of the Golden Sword.
An elegant and arrogant young man walks towards a patio with hurried steps while his black tunic of internal disciple flutters with his steps.
Arriving at the patio, the young man entered without asking anyone's permission and moved towards a room that was in front. During his journey to the room he saw several servants running in a hurry while carrying in their hands medical supplies, bloody water, and towels with traces of blood.
When the elegant young man came to the door and was about to enter.
Some old people dressed in white robes went out in groups.
These elders were contracted doctors.
"How is he?!", The elegant young man asked hurriedly.
The doctors saw him, and then shook their heads with regret written on their faces. The oldest doctor stepped forward and spoke:
"Young Ming Byning, the life of his younger brother is no longer in danger"
The elegant young man, hearing that his younger brother's condition was out of danger, breathed a sigh of relief, but with the doctor's next words his face fell from relief to sorrow:
"But I'm sorry to announce that the blow his younger brother received down there, caused that whole part to be completely destroyed, so to prevent the young master Ming Yuan from suffering infections that could endanger his life, we had to operate and get that part out "
The elegant young man is still with his eyes full of different feelings, among them hurt, anger and frustration.
His name was Ming Byning and he was the older brother of Ming Yuan!
Ming Byning remained silent for a few seconds, then moved forward into the room. There he found his younger brother Ming Yuan asleep unconscious on a large bed of white sheets, with several servants who looked after him.
The elegant young man is still with his eyes full of different feelings, among them sadness and anger.
His name was Ming Byning and he was the older brother of Ming Yuan!
Ming Byning remained silent for a few seconds, then moved forward into the room. There he found his younger brother Ming Yuan asleep unconscious on a large bed of white sheets, with several servants who looked after him.
Ming Yuan was unconscious with pale skin due to blood loss in the recent operation.
Ming Byning stared at his unconscious younger brother for a while. His younger brother Ming Yuan lost his part that marked him as a man, so, how did my younger brother live now? Without ever being able to enjoy women again, or ever be able to have a child, then what was the point of his younger brother to continue living?
Ming Byning suddenly turned to a servant.
"Did you find out who was the one who did this to my younger brother?"
The servant felt a chill run down his spine as young Ming Bynin watched him, and he responded hastily, fearing he might hurt him if he did not respond.
"W-we were able to find out who attacked the young master Ming Yuan is a disciple named Bao Zhang who has just become an internal disciple"
"Bao Zhang"
Ming Byning pronounced the name of his younger brother's aggressor, with cold eyes full of murderous intent.