Old Lu's courtyard was very messy, and there was not much space for him to set foot in. However, this old man did not care and had the intention of letting it develop.
Ning Chen had no choice but to help the old man clean up the courtyard. If this continued, the courtyard would not be habitable.
The first time he came to this courtyard, he was carried here by the old man. It was very violent, but also very warm.
In Elder Lu's eyes, there was no difference whether he was disabled or not. His disability might be slightly stronger than the trash that some old men spoke of.
Elder Lu's attack just now wasn't too heavy. The main reason was that he hadn't recovered after being injured by the old eunuch. In addition, the dark torture in the Netherworld Hell had worsened his internal injuries. Once he attacked, it was easy to trigger his old injuries.
Ever since he came to this world, the most he had suffered was injuries. One after another, he did not seem to be completely well.
Fortunately, he was still alive!
Elder Lu stood in front of the door and looked at the wheelchair under the busy young man. He frowned slightly. Back then, it was his first time making a wheelchair. Other than adding a few small mechanisms on it, there was nothing else.
It was difficult to make the wheelchair more agile.
Wheelchairs weren't things that could move very fast.
Ning Chen was not in a hurry. He waited for Elder Lu to think. He had been cleaning up in the courtyard. After he left, who knew how many days it would take. If he did not clean up this old man properly, he would probably not even have a way in when he came back.
If someone like Old Lu was in his world, he would probably be a Frankenstein.
"Come over here for a moment."
After a long while, Old Lu frowned even more as he greeted.
Ning Chen threw the last piece of wood at the corner of the trash pile and turned his wheelchair to walk over.
Elder Lu stepped forward and pressed his hand on the wheelchair. In the next moment, a huge force pressed down. With a bang, the wheelchair instantly shattered and scattered everywhere.
"Old Lu, you…"
Ning Chen was shocked. He pulled out his black sword at this moment and stabbed it into the ground with a clang. He barely did not fall.
"Your reaction is not bad."
Old Lu said indifferently. He bent down to pick up the two wheels on the ground and returned to the house.
"Clang!"
The door closed and an indifferent voice came from inside," Wait outside. Don't enter the house."
Only a fool would be willing to go in. Ning Chen muttered, then sat down and waited in boredom.
All of a sudden, he felt suffocated. Drops of blood trickled down from the corner of his mouth. Ning Chen held his mouth with his left hand. He was frustrated. Although he wouldn't die from this injury, he couldn't keep vomiting blood.
Closing his eyes, he circulated his zhenqi. The silver light circulated through his meridians once again to suppress his injuries.
In his dantian, under the first golden page, the silver vortex grew stronger and stronger, slowly rotating like a galaxy. Beside it, traces of dark-colored true qi gathered, vaguely forming an independent small vortex. The other golden page floated in the air, constantly receiving the nourishment of true qi.
These days, the growth of his cultivation had slowed down day by day. He knew that he had reached a bottleneck. Martial arts fifth grade was the first hurdle of the Houtian realm. Many people were stuck here and could only advance an inch.
Geniuses like Qing Ning, the God's Child, and Xia Miaoyu who had broken through to Rank-9 Dian Peak at such a young age were rare.
After suppressing his injuries, Ning Chen continued to cultivate on the spot. Elder Lu wouldn't come out for a while. Before returning to the palace, he had to seize every moment to improve his strength.
He did not know when his cultivation would break through to the Fifth Stage. The expansion of the silver cyclone had also gradually slowed down. Now, the fastest way for him to improve his strength was to cultivate the second cyclone as soon as possible. It might be of unexpected use in battle.
In the past two days, the growth speed of the dark yellow cyclone had far surpassed the silver cyclone that had reached its limit. Under the circumstances that it could not break through to the Fifth Stage, it would be the best choice for cultivation.
As the sun set and the moon rose, the world changed. The door had not yet opened. Ning Chen sat quietly in the courtyard, not moving at all, letting the frost hit his clothes.
Under the moonlight, a huge dark vortex formed in the courtyard, with Ning Chen as the center, crazily devouring the spiritual qi between heaven and earth.
Without the bottleneck between realms, the dark yellow vortex continued to expand, and within a short period of time, it seemed to be able to rival the silver vortex.
However, such growth still had its flaws. Without the baptism of the realm, the dark yellow cyclone seemed to be inferior in both quality and quantity. It was still unable to reach the vast and boundless oppression of the silver cyclone.
At this moment, the door of the room opened. Elder Lu walked out. His face was tired, but his old eyes were as bright as stars.
Ning Chen opened his eyes and restrained his aura. He looked at the old man in front of him quietly.
" Kid, what's the use of martial arts?" Old Lu asked.
"Fight," Ning Chen said honestly.
"Where is the sword in your hand?"
"Murder!"
"What if the person you want to kill or the person who wants to kill you has difficulties?"
"None of my business!"
Elder Lu laughed heartily and praised," I like your personality. You don't hide your shamelessness at all."
" Thank you for the compliment." Ning Chen accepted it frankly.
"The wheelchair is ready, no need to thank me."
"You're thinking too much."
Ning Chen looked at the new black wheelchair beside Old Man Lu, and his eyes burst with a dazzling light. Then, he patted the ground with his right hand, and his body suddenly flew up and landed on the wheelchair.
The next moment, the wheelchair spun a thousand times, drawing streaks of light in the courtyard. Ning Chen suddenly stopped and looked at Elder Lu in front of him. He said," Old Lu, let's have a spar."
Elder Lu laughed and replied straightforwardly," You're asking for trouble."
"Bang!"
Old Lu's figure flashed, and his right palm tore through the air. Even though he suppressed a 70% success physique, he was still unstoppable and extremely powerful.
Ning Chen quickly retreated and avoided the sharp edge. After seven steps, he pointed at the Tianzong acupoint on the old man's right shoulder.
Elder Lu turned sideways and dodged the attack. However, Ning Chen was even faster. His right hand pulled out the black sword with a clang. With a sword without error, he took another half step forward.
"How sinister!"
Elder Lu cried out in surprise. He did not dare to suppress the aura around him anymore. It erupted with a loud bang. A terrifying pressure spread out and sent Ning Chen flying in an instant.
"Cilala!"
Ning Chen's black sword stabbed into the ground and only stopped after it had traveled twenty feet.
"Old Lu, are you shameless?"
Ning Chen asked angrily.
"Hehe, missed, missed"
Old Lu's face reddened. It was indeed a little disgraceful to fight a junior and use his cultivation to suppress him. However, this kid's moves were indeed a little strange. Although they were not fast, the angle and timing were really tricky.
He still remembered that when Ning Chen first came to the Academy, his legs were crippled, and his martial arts was just a rookie who had just reached Houtian second grade. Other than his character being passable, he was useless.
It had only been a few months, but the little rookie had made such great progress.
It seemed that a person's potential was forced out. Although talent and disability could be obstacles, they were not absolute factors.
"Elder Lu, I'm leaving. Goodbye."
Ning Chen had achieved his goal. He really did not want to see Old Man Lu's infuriating face again. He waved his hand and turned his wheelchair to leave.
" No." Elder Lu said impatiently.
"Next time, I'll bring you some imperial wine from the palace."
In the night, Ning Chen's figure slowly disappeared into the distance.
Old Lu's expression changed and he changed his tone. He stretched out his hand and shouted,"Kid, you're welcome to come again next time!"
Ning Chen waved his hand without looking back and gradually disappeared into the night.
Old Lu sighed in disappointment and then turned around to return to his room. He would not do anything tonight and sleep.
When Ning Chen returned to the Academy, the little white horse had already returned from the Headmaster's place. When they met, they felt a sense of closeness.
The little white horse came over and was about to express its happiness when Ning Chen pushed it away." Go to the side. I'm going to sleep. You can do whatever you want."
Ning Chen closed the door with a clang, leaving the little white horse alone in the courtyard. He didn't understand how it had provoked this strange master.
The night was silent. The next day, Ning Chen went out early in the morning. He did not even wake up the little white horse that was still sleeping soundly.
He wanted to see the dean for no other reason than to thank him.
The residence in the courtyard was not a secret. Everyone in the world knew.
Outside a small forest in the Academy, there was an ordinary house. It was snowing heavily outside, but the small house was quiet and dry with no snow falling.
Ning Chen came to the outside of the small house and said respectfully," Dean, Ning Chen requests an audience."
The door creaked open, and an old man in coarse clothes appeared before him. He had an ordinary appearance and looked no different from an ordinary old man on the street.
However, this was one of the five strongest people in the world, the College Chief of Vastheaven Academy.
"Yeah," she said.
The Headmaster nodded. He was no stranger to the young man in front of him. The current empress had never begged anyone in her life, but in the end, she had made an exception because of the young man in front of her.
" I'm here to thank you and say goodbye," Ning Chen said.
" Why are you leaving?" The dean asked calmly.
"Return to the palace!"
"What is it?"
Ning Chen was silent and did not answer.
The director frowned and asked aggressively,"You don't trust me?"
Ning Chen fell silent again as an answer.
Saving his life and trusting him were two different things. There were very few people he could trust in this world, and he would not change his mind just because the dean saved him.
"You can go now."
The dean waved his sleeves and turned around to enter the room.
"Thank you, Principal!"
Ning Chen bowed and left.
The two of them only met for a few breaths of time. The dean was very busy, and Ning Chen was not idle either, so the two of them were not willing to talk nonsense.
After all, the two of them were not very familiar with each other.
One was entrusted by someone, while the other was not. In fact, there was no need to be familiar with her.
In this world, how could there be so many happy meetings, respect for the elderly, and love for the young?
The difference in strength was always the biggest barrier between people.
The dean was an Innate Master, while he was an Acquired Master. The difference of one day was like the difference between heaven and earth.
Ning Chen was not a mediocre person, so he would not do mediocre things.
The little white horse in the courtyard was still sleeping. Ning Chen waited in the courtyard for the little white horse to wake up. He had something to tell the little white horse. He felt guilty and needed to prepare for it.
After more than an hour, the little white horse slowly woke up. When it saw its evil master standing in front of it, its body quivered, and it was so scared that its sleepiness disappeared.
"I'm leaving."
Ning Chen pondered for a long time and decided to say it directly.
"Huff huff"
The little white horse got up and prepared to follow.
"I'm going to go alone."
Ning Chen stared at the little white horse and said calmly.
" Huff, huff, huff." The little white horse's eyes revealed a hint of panic, and a series of excited sounds came from its throat. It did not know what it had done wrong again.
"It's not your fault. I broke my promise. However, I still have to leave."
Ning Chen suppressed the unbearable feeling in his heart and sighed softly. There were too many dangers on this trip. It was still uncertain whether he could return. He could not let the little white horse take the risk.
" Woo…" The little white horse bent down and begged in a sorrowful voice. There were faint tears of pleading rolling in its big eyes.
"Eh?"
With a silent sigh, Ning Chen hardened his heart and left, not willing to look back again…
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