#26 - Master of Military Path

North of Phoenix Sky City, the Wen Family Residence.

Wen Yue's face was ashen, his hands clenched at his sides until his knuckles turned white.

Looking at Wen Zixu lying on the bed, his heart was bleeding.

His daughter Wen Ziqing was dead, and his son was his only bloodline. He had originally planned to kill Jun Wuxie to obtain the Grand River Sword Sect's selection token, so his son could join the Grand River Sword Sect.

But after his son went to the Gathering Treasure Pavilion, he returned in this state.

"Father, is my injury serious?" Wen Zixu lay on the bed, his lower abdomen throbbing with pain, as if pricked by needles. Thinking of the country bumpkin who injured him, his eyes filled with resentment: "I want to kill him! Father, send someone to capture him and bring him back. I will flay him alive!"

"Xu'er, your injury is not serious, it will just take some time to heal."

Wen Yue feigned ease, not daring to reveal the truth, fearing his son wouldn't be able to bear it.

The person who attacked was too ruthless, shattering his son's dantian, his cultivation would be stuck here. Once he tried to break through, his dantian would collapse!

"Patriarch."

At that moment, someone called from outside the room.

"Rest well, leave the rest to your father. I will capture the one who hurt you and hand him over to you."

Wen Yue instructed, then left Wen Zixu's room.

"Patriarch."

Outside the room, a young man stepped forward to report.

Wen Yue gestured, then walked towards the family hall, the young man following closely behind.

The Wen family's senior members were gathered in the hall.

"Speak."

Wen Yue sat down and looked at the young man.

"Patriarch, the identity of the person who seriously injured the young master has been confirmed. He is from Qingyang City... Jun Wuxie!"

"What?"

Wen Yue stood up abruptly, the muscles on his face twitching violently.

"How could it be him?"

The Wen family's senior members were all shocked, their faces extremely unsightly, especially Fifth Elder Wen Hai, whose features were somewhat distorted.

Wen Yue's eyes were practically spitting fire: "Are you sure the information is accurate?"

"Confirmed." The young man nodded and said: "Jun Wuxie is currently in the area where carriages are parked at the Gathering Treasure Pavilion. After he entered the carriage, he has not left. Manager Su of the Gathering Treasure Pavilion personally sent two guards to guard that carriage, strictly forbidding anyone from approaching!"

"Are you talking about Su Lan?"

The Wen family's senior members' expressions changed instantly.

The manager of the Gathering Treasure Pavilion held an extraordinary position, and that Su Lan was said to have come from above, even the chief manager had to give her some face.

"Patriarch, we also found out that Jun Wuxie asked Manager Su to buy him spirit boat entry tickets for the Heavenly Purity Tower. Later, we went to the Heavenly Purity Tower's ticket office to inquire, and Manager Su bought two VIP auction tickets."

"Auction tickets..." Wen Yue pondered slightly, then his eyes revealed a cold glint, and said: "The Heavenly Purity Tower is about to hold a spirit boat auction. It seems that Jun Wuxie wants to participate in the auction?"

"Patriarch, perhaps we can start with this matter." Wen Hai said coldly: "We can first try to kill him directly. If that fails, then we can make a move on the spirit boat!"

"Fifth Elder is right." Wen Yue nodded and said: "Arrange some people to act tonight. If it fails, then we will see what he bids on at the auction. If he has something he desperately desires, we can bid for it, and he will naturally come to us."

Speaking of this, Wen Yue's eyes became extremely sinister and resentful, and he said: "If the auction plan cannot proceed smoothly, then we can only rely on you, Fifth Elder, to use the Heavenly Purity Tower's rules. He will surely die!"

The Wen family's senior members looked at Wen Yue in shock. Was the patriarch asking Fifth Elder to sacrifice himself, trading a life for a life?

"Patriarch..."

Wen Hai's face turned pale, his lips trembling. He knew that the patriarch held a grudge against him because of Wen Ziqing's death, and the days ahead would definitely not be easy. After thinking it over, he gritted his teeth and said: "If I kill Jun Wuxie using the Heavenly Purity Tower's rules, one of the two Grand River Selection Tokens promised by Elder Qi must be given to my son!"

...

In front of the Gathering Treasure Pavilion.

Jun Wuxie took the spirit boat VIP auction entry ticket from Su Lan and handed over the silver card, intending for her to deduct the cost of purchasing the entry ticket herself.

But Su Lan shook her head and said: "It's just an entry ticket, consider it my treat."

Jun Wuxie didn't say much, put away the silver VIP card, and said: "Then I will wait for you here tomorrow morning."

Su Lan smiled slightly, considering it a response to him, then turned and walked into the Gathering Treasure Pavilion.

Back in the carriage, Jun Wuxie entered the Eternal Life Divine Palace.

On the path of cultivation, one cannot slack off for even a moment.

Right now, there were many people who wanted to kill him, Yuan Ji from the Hunter Guild, and the Wen family, who were suspected of being bought off by Elder Qi.

"You can now fuse that one-star middle-grade spirit-grade dagger and one-star high-grade spirit bow. The materials for forging spirit weapons contain more pure and majestic spiritual energy than small spirit pills, which can help you break through your realm faster."

The mysterious woman's voice came from the ancient pagoda deep within the Divine Palace.

"Senior, how can I fuse spirit weapons?"

Jun Wuxie took out the two trophies, the dagger and the spirit bow.

"Shatter the spirit weapons, condense your blood energy, circulate the Primordial Golden Body Art, and transform the blood energy into weapon fire, which can be used for fusion. It is still difficult for you to fuse the spirit bow at present, so fuse the dagger first to strengthen the blood energy weapon fire, then fuse the spirit bow."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

Jun Wuxie held the dagger in his hand, pressed his palms together, and exerted force to vibrate it. With a clang, the one-star middle-grade dagger directly broke into dozens of pieces.

He closed his eyes, wrapped the dagger fragments with blood energy, circulated the Primordial Golden Body Art, and tried to transform the blood energy into weapon fire.

After repeated attempts dozens of times, all attempts ended in failure.

"Senior..."

"It seems you still don't understand what a weapon is. Your understanding of weapon intent is too narrow." The mysterious woman instructed from within the ancient pagoda: "Weapons are not just those weapons you saw in the Weapon Burial Ground, that is only a part of weapons. If you have weapon intent in your heart, everything is a weapon. Gold, wood, water, fire, earth, wind, thunder, electricity, etc."

"Weapons can be tangible or intangible. Use your weapon intent to feel it."

"Everything is a weapon..."

Jun Wuxie repeated the mysterious woman's words. At that moment, those confusions suddenly connected, like enlightenment, and he suddenly understood.

"I have confined myself to a corner. I seem to really understand now..."

He murmured to himself. At the same time, every pore on his body radiated golden light, like weapons, releasing weapon intent.

Even his gaze was filled with weapon intent!

His understanding of weapon intent instantly broke through several levels!

Even his flying hair was filled with weapon intent, like swords, spears, and halberds...

"Not bad, not rotten wood." The mysterious woman said indifferently: "Congratulations, you have entered the realm of Weapon Dao Grandmaster."

"Weapon Dao Grandmaster?"

Jun Wuxie's eyes were bright, his edge was compelling, and the blood energy wrapped around the dagger fragments between his palms, under his will, evolved into weapon fire, burning fiercely.

He felt that his whole person had become different.

Since cultivating the Primordial Golden Body Art, this was the first time he had so clearly felt that his flesh contained endless sharpness, and every inch of his skin was a weapon to kill the enemy!