Meng Yu had endured Old Liefire for a long time.
Several times, Meng Yu had wanted to kill this scumbag.
Meng Yu decided that tonight was the night he would kill this scumbag.
Having tirelessly tended the furnace for half a year, Meng Yu certainly knew how to make the pill furnace explode suddenly.
"You!"
Old Liefire, of course, reacted very quickly, forcefully controlling the flames, only he racked his brains but couldn't understand why Meng Yu was making a move now?
To this young man endowed with Sword Intent, he had already given the greatest respect (he thought), and what good would it do for Meng Yu to kill him?
His Alchemical Elixirs, savings, and so on, were all kept elsewhere; he never carried superfluous resources on him, and Meng Yu had a bright future ahead of him. What was he after?
He even thought that Meng Yu was just trying to teach him a lesson.
"Meng Yu, you're seeking death!"
He shouted loudly, controlling the fire, and in his mind he inflated the price of the pill furnace tenfold, preparing to extort Meng Yu thoroughly.
Moreover, Meng Yu even dared to make a move here; he had arranged quite a few backups in this place, and the alchemical chamber was his home ground.
The Inferno of the Eight Desolations spread rapidly, turning from azure to white. He was an expert at the Eighth Layer of Qi Cultivation; it would be very easy for him to deal with Meng Yu. As for his Sword Intent, it was simply suppressed by sheer power.
The so-called ingenious techniques, the so-called Divine Sword Unity, were all negligible in the face of absolute power.
Then, in the next moment, an extremely brilliant flame erupted in the Elixir Sanctuary.
The wind blew, the fire burned, and Old Liefire's complexion suddenly turned pale as he recognized Meng Yu's fire control technique and realized that his opponent was much stronger than he had imagined!
"Spare my life!"
He cried out like this. He had many treasures, many accumulations; he could give them all to Meng Yu, hoping they could have a proper talk.
But Meng Yu's sword swept in.
Attacked from both sides, Old Liefire, even with amulets and vestment robes, was evaporated from the world in an instant.
Without a need for more words, it was a single sword strike.
Truly exhilarating, thoroughly exhilarating!
...
The next day.
"After Xiao Lin left, Old Liefire asked me to help with alchemy, he turned the fire to its maximum and asked for my help. I ignored him and just watched by the side. Then he operated it himself, and then… the pill furnace went out of control, and he was blown to death."
Meng Yu sat quietly there, recounting the incident to the Prison Warden.
"The moment he got into trouble, I didn't save him; I protected myself first. After all, he was too much of a failure as a person."
Meng Yu's voice was not loud, but the Prison Warden heard him loud and clear.
"Old Liefire, Old Liefire... he failed too much as a person, so much that even I felt he deserved to die."
The Prison Warden snorted coldly, then sneered as he looked at Meng Yu.
"Do you take me for a fool? You think I don't know you killed him?"
"It wasn't me, it was an accident."
The Prison Warden continued to scoff, the kid still won't admit it?
Yes, there was no evidence. Old Liefire's Elixir Sanctuary had no surveillance, and it was fortified with various protections, but everyone knew it was Meng Yu who made the move.
Many people believed Meng Yu should have killed someone long ago. Old Liefire, the butcher and hooligan, should never have lived that long.
He even said on the outside, don't think Meng Yu won the competition, he still was played like a monkey by him, and after working hard for most of the year, he shouldn't expect to receive any reward. Last night, it should have been Meng Yu's final effort, yet Old Liefire had just gone down.
"You don't need to go to the following competition, just fill out an application here, saying you are sick, or should I send a document up above?"
The Prison Warden sneered, the sales of the Red Maple Wooden Sword had increased somewhat, but he would absolutely not bow down, this was naked murder.
"No, I will participate."
Meng Yu smiled similarly, Old Liefire was a smart man, he had taken quite a few precautions, such as never putting himself in danger, not using a pill furnace that would actually explode and kill him, such as not giving anyone a perfect chance to murder him, thus, if Meng Yu acted, he was bound to leave flaws, which the Prison Warden wouldn't overlook.
"Uncle Li, I participated in the competition to hone myself, then came back to seclude myself and comprehend the Sword Intent of Fire."
Meng Yu's smile was full of sincerity, "Would you like to see it?"
"What?"
The Prison Warden's pupils suddenly bulged like those of a frog, it could be said this was the first time Meng Yu had seen him so surprised.
He of course knew what he had done, he also knew what he had accomplished, and he knew even more what he wanted him to accomplish!
How could he have comprehended another Sword Intent?
In his bookshelf, there was a book, the autobiography of an ancestor of the Li Family, who had successively comprehended two Sword Intents, afterward achieving a Golden Core, starting the Li Clan's lineage, which until now is the pride of the Li Family.
The ancestor, at the age of thirty-two, had comprehended the first Sword Intent, and at fifty-three years old, after his Foundation Establishment, used the second Sword Intent to achieve the Golden Pill of Achievement, leading to later glory.
His deeds have always been remembered by the Li Clan, his name held with pride by the Li Family, but how did he compare to Meng Yu?
Sword Intent, two Sword Intents, and it had taken less than half a year to comprehend them, moreover, Meng Yu was only seventeen years old!
The room fell into silence, with the Prison Warden remaining silent for a long time.
The ancestor had once said in his book that the first Sword Intent was easy to comprehend (relatively speaking, for a genius like him), but the second one was very, very difficult (truly a genuine sigh).
"You, demonstrate it."
The Prison Warden's throat was a bit dry as he said this, and then, he saw a fiery red crow with flames take off from Meng Yu's fingertips, joyfully flying circles around him, vivid and lifelike, just like the soul of a real bird.
To give it a Divine Soul, a counterfeit among pearls!
He knew that before Meng Yu was imprisoned, he had only mastered the Sword Intent of the Wind!
"Meng Yu..."
The Prison Warden's throat was a bit parched, there were all sorts of prodigies in prison, but today, he had met a true, genuine genius.
What kind of genius was this?
If this person were in the Li Family, the Li Family would scrape together everything they had to provide for him, with such a person, there was a very high chance of achieving Golden Core!
No, he would definitely achieve Golden Core!
He alone could create a clan!
"Uncle Li, Old Liefire wasn't killed by me, it's just that I stood by and did not save him when the pill furnace exploded last night. I hope to participate in the high school league, and I hope Uncle Li can give me a chance."
At that moment, the Prison Warden wavered.
Who would want to offend a seed that might achieve a Golden Core in the future? And you don't have the evidence in your hands.
In this past half year, Meng Yu had learned a great many methods in prison.
"Uncle Li, in the second match, I will still only wear prisoners' garb, carrying an ordinary Red Leaf Wooden Sword, to advertise for the prison, to thank everyone, do you think that's okay?"
You see, how sensible is he?
The Prison Warden really wavered.
Unless he killed Meng Yu now, if he didn't agree at this moment, soon, perhaps today, someone else would agree.