Chapter Three: The Flesh-and-Blood Spiral Formation

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Hearing Zhao Fensxing’s words, Zhao Xuanling also grew deeply worried. She was indeed overjoyed by Wu Shu’s awakening. Yet the current situation with Wu Zhen left her utterly helpless. Recently, Wu Zhen had been targeted by enemies, his meridians completely severed. If anyone could now save his life, Zhao Xuanling would be eternally grateful.

Of course, Wu Shu cared deeply about his younger brother’s plight. But his curiosity was piqued by Zhao Fensxing’s unexpected presence. Looking at her, Wu Shu said, “You seem to know quite a lot about our Wu family affairs?”

Feigning helplessness, Zhao Fensxing replied, “What can I do? I ventured out for experience, hoping for some adventure along the way. On a whim, driven by curiosity, I took an interest in a certain sleepaholic. That’s how I ended up spending time on your Wu family’s matters. But honestly, if you weren’t a bit handsome, I might have ignored your family long ago. The world is vast, and I want to see more of it.”

Anticipating Wu Shu’s doubts, Zhao Fensxing assured him, “Rest easy. You can focus on saving your brother. Besides you, your family has no treasures worth my interest.”

No matter how one looked at Zhao Fensxing, she was undeniably a great beauty. Yet, her manner of speech and behavior were blunt and rustic, hardly fitting the image of a refined lady from a noble family. But then again, on the Thick Earth Continent, physical cultivation was revered. Perhaps Zhao Fensxing’s seemingly delicate frame, bolstered by her family’s secret arts, could swiftly bring many robust cultivators to their knees.

Recalling Zhao Fensxing’s demeanor, Wu Shu’s heart involuntarily shuddered. He thought to himself, “I really shouldn’t dwell on this.”

To Wu Shu, the best way for a strong person to protect family was to keep potential dangers close. Looking at Zhao Fensxing calmly, he said, “Miss Zhao, please! Take this opportunity to meet my parents.”

Such slick words were unlike Wu Shu’s usual behavior on Forgotten Continent. Speaking this way openly, without any blush or hesitation, was unusual. Zhao Fensxing, no stranger to boldness, followed his lead, saying, “Alright, husband, I will accompany you to meet your parents.”

And so, the girl linked her arm with the boy’s, and together they walked out of the village.

After Wu Shu’s departure, even the well-traveled Zhao Xuanling felt the suddenness of events left her stunned. Were the Zhao family of the Eastern Empire really so easy to talk to, so easy to deceive? In just a few words, Zhao Fensxing had become Wu Shu’s wife.

Thinking of the mysterious disappearance of the white jade marrow bed, an elderly white-haired man nearby warned anxiously, “Master, now that the young master has awakened and appears at the Wu family, the capital will surely take action. If the ancestors learn of the young master’s situation, they will likely stop meddling in the family’s secret treasure, the white jade bed.”

Zhao Xuanling replied calmly, “Now that the white jade marrow bed is gone, as long as Wu Zhen is safe, even if he dies at the hands of the family, I will have no regrets.”

The old man knelt, tears in his eyes, “May the master live a thousand years. I will always remain by your side.”

Waving his hand to dismiss the others, Zhao Xuanling said quietly, “Everyone, leave now. I am tired.”

Not far from Dayao Village, Wu Shu removed Zhao Fensxing’s hand from his arm and, wearing a nonchalant expression, said, “Zhao Fensxing, since no one else is around, if you have anything to say or do, feel free to make your move.”

Hearing this, Zhao Fensxing distanced herself and scoffed, “Wu Shu, since your awakening, you must know your strength better than anyone. Let’s not talk. Right now, you have to deal with your family’s survival in Dongsu City and Jutu Town, and even healing your brother’s injuries will trouble you for a while. I advise you to stop pretending around me. Even if I have some thoughts about you, do you think you have the strength to resist me?”

Zhao Fensxing could still gauge Wu Shu’s power. At body refining level three, for a fifteen or sixteen-year-old, that was extraordinary, compared to ordinary people. The Wu family once matched great clans in Kun Kingdom decades ago. Many empire experts thought first of Wu Shang, head of the Wu family, when it came to forging.

The Wu family specialized in forging, so body cultivation was emphasized. Even now, with the family in decline, Wu Shu, as a direct descendant, should possess more than just level three body refining.

Wu Shu maintained his carefree attitude, “Oh? Looks like I overestimated myself. A wild horse born of a noble family like you, even when crushed in strength, still has that unyielding wild ambition once restored. Tch, what a wild woman. Go on! I’m in a good mood today—I don’t want to hit a woman.”

Growing up, no one had dared humiliate Zhao Fensxing like that before her face. Her anger blazed fiercely enough to scorch the surrounding flora. But knowing Wu Shu harbored many secrets and had once ruled the Forgotten Continent for a hundred thousand years, Zhao Fensxing only grew more intrigued.

Thinking, “Let’s see what you’re really made of, Wu Shu,” she suppressed her fury and said shamelessly, “Wu Shu, if you keep talking nonsense, do you believe I can make you mine right now?”

Her sudden reversal left Wu Shu dumbfounded. Seeing her approach with a lustful gaze, he took a few steps back. Zhao Fensxing laughed, “If I had left angrily just now, would you have said, ‘I hope you go far away and never see me again’?”

That was exactly what Wu Shu had thought to say at the right moment.

Knowing she had guessed his thoughts, Zhao Fensxing continued, “Wu Shu, though you’ve lived on the Forgotten Continent for a hundred thousand years, you have a great weakness—you understand nothing about women. You don’t realize how crazy a woman can get once she’s decided on something.”

Though Zhao Fensxing had no intention of fighting Wu Shu, she nonetheless put immense pressure on him.

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“Offending a beautiful woman, especially one born noble—so noble her family could crush the entire Kun Kingdom—the consequences can be severe.”

In this verbal duel, Wu Shu was completely outmatched. Resigned, he resumed his cold demeanor and calmly said, “Miss Zhao, our feud is between us alone. If it ever escalates to catastrophe, I wouldn’t mind if the Eastern Empire vanished from the Thick Earth Continent, even at a cost I cannot bear.”

Defeated in words, Wu Shu sincerely vowed not to let Zhao Fensxing become a hindrance on his path.

Though Zhao Fensxing was uncertain of Wu Shu’s exact strength, she knew that if he recklessly fought to the death with the Eastern Empire, he would become extremely dangerous.

Saint seals, rune patterns, ghost gates, demon statues, the Seal of the Immovable King, profound mysteries—Wu Shu mastered all these complex arrays. If his mental power was strong enough, even the Eastern Empire would be mere ants before him.

Stepping forward, clasping Wu Shu’s arm as if nothing had happened, Zhao Fensxing said, “Whether things come to that depends on your future actions. If one day your family or those who admire me see me crying and returning with a runny nose, even if I don’t say it, they’ll know you bullied me, and you’ll be hunted across the continent.”

Wu Shu felt his head ache. He had hoped to develop quietly, but upon awakening, this Zhao Fensxing suddenly appeared. No, once he resolved his brother’s affairs, he must find out what Zhao Fensxing wanted from him. The sooner this little troublemaker was gone, the better.

Not wanting to waste time, Wu Shu said calmly, “Miss, do you have any tools for travel? Bring them out.”

Zhao Fensxing looked at him as if he were a fool and said, “Nightwalker, appear!”

At her call, the Nightwalker, hidden in the forest, appeared before them. Seeing it, Wu Shu recalled that on the Thick Earth Continent, within Kun Kingdom, those below level seven body refining— even forging masters—could not use devices to fly, except for high-ranking nobles.

“Let’s go!”

Zhao Fensxing sat atop the Nightwalker. Wu Shu glanced meaningfully at the bushes and said, “Wu Zuo, Wu You, you’ve eavesdropped long enough. Haven’t figured out how to wipe the past shame and regain your dignity from me?”

Startled, the two small figures hidden in the bushes shivered.

They had prepared harsh words for Wu Shu but fell silent, exchanging glances. Wu Zuo thought, “I knew Wu You couldn’t be trusted.”

Unexpectedly, Wu You kicked Wu Zuo off the stone and said, “Wu Zuo, say loudly what I want to say.”

Knowing that healing his brother was the priority, Wu Shu didn’t want to waste words. He reached out, and the small stone with Wu Zuo and Wu You atop appeared in his hand.

Calmly, Wu Shu said, “Though I have awakened, I remain the Star Lord of the Forgotten Continent, its ruler. You’d better behave.”

Jumping onto the Nightwalker, Wu Shu said, “Let’s go!”

At this, the Nightwalker, twice the size of a horse, showed a stubborn glare, as if to say, Who are you to command me?

Seeing Wu Shu’s seriousness, Zhao Fensxing said, “Enough! Nightwalker, head to Jutu Town.”

At Jutu Town, Wu family’s ironworks shop, Wu Zhen lay on a sickbed in the backyard.

His meridians were completely severed; his legs grievously injured. Even if he survived, he likely would never stand again.

Though unconscious, Wu Zhen’s heart held onto a single thought: hatred.

Why wasn’t he strong enough? Had he been strong, even if the Sun family’s strongest came out, he wouldn’t have feared them.

Hatred. As death approached, after so many years, where were his father and mother? Brother, why can’t you wake? He longed to see them once more.

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Upon arriving at Jutu Town, Wu Shu headed straight to the Wu family ironworks. Upon entering, the old steward Wu Niu recognized him. Over the years, thanks to the protection of the marrow bed, Wu Shu’s body had developed normally.

Feigning the demeanor of someone newly returned, Wu Shu said, “Uncle Niu, this is a good friend I made outside, Fensxing.”

Uncle Niu quickly said, “Wu Niu greets Miss Fensxing. Please come in.”

Uncle Niu naturally knew of Wu Shu’s situation. Wu Shu’s appearance now must be due to Wu Zhen’s condition. He was genuinely glad to see Wu Shu awake. At least Wu Zhen could meet his older brother, fulfilling one wish.

Seeing Wu Zhen’s swollen face, like a pig’s, with severed meridians and crippled legs, Wu Shu’s anger surged. What deep hatred did the Wu family have to suffer such cruelty?

Wu Shu knew the priority was stabilizing his brother’s injuries. As for enemies—whether the Sun family, Li family, Wang family, or Liu family—he intended to settle the score.

Upon learning of his brother’s grave injuries, Wu Shu thought about how to heal him. The simplest method was to use the Flesh Rotating Array to stabilize the wounds, then gradually restore strength.

But he lacked spirit stones, essential as the foundation for basic arrays. As a forging family, the Wu clan might be rich in metals and treasures, but spirit stones were not so easily acquired.

Even one or two common spirit stones wouldn’t solve Wu Zhen’s injuries.

Suddenly slapping his forehead, Wu Shu realized, “How could I forget Wu Zuo and Wu You? Their dwelling isn’t comparable to any spirit stone.”

Zhao Fensxing, standing nearby, knew Wu Shu needed spirit stones. As a talented descendant of the Zhao family, one of the four great families of the Eastern Empire, she naturally carried spirit stones. Producing a medium-grade spirit stone, she said, “Wu Zhen is your brother, and also mine in a way. Take this spirit stone to use. If it’s not enough, I have more.”

Medium-grade spirit stone???

Seeing the spirit stone in Zhao Fensxing’s hand, Wu Shu was stunned. How wonderful it was to be born into a great family—carrying spirit stones on hand, and a medium-grade one at that. With this stone, Wu Shu was sure that in three days, not only would Wu Zhen’s wounds heal, but his body refining cultivation would leap forward.

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