Seven Mysterious Spaces: My Rise to Power in the Cultivation World

"Wait!" A hoarse voice broke the silence of the forest.

Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao paused, exchanged a glance, and both saw doubt in each other's eyes.

You beat Wu Qiang so badly in the ruins just now, you should have run away for your life in a panic, how come you still dare to come out and cause trouble?

Is it because your face isn't swollen enough?

Zhuang Yu turned his head and saw Wu Qiang leading Song Xiaomei and several henchmen, walking out of the woods with gloomy faces. Their eyes were fierce, like wolves that hadn't eaten for three days seeing a fat lamb.

"Hey, isn't this Boss Wu? What, your face's swelling gone down? Want to spar again?" Zhuang Yu's lips curled into a playful smile, his tone full of teasing.

Wu Qiang's face turned ashen, and he said through gritted teeth, "You bastard surnamed Zhuang, don't be so smug! You're dead this time! We've been lying in ambush here for a long time!" He waved his hand, and the men behind him immediately scattered and surrounded Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao.

The surrounding woods were eerie and terrifying, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"Tsk tsk tsk, playing ambush? Boss Wu, your tricks are too old-fashioned. Can't you come up with something new?" Zhuang Yu shook his head, looking like he didn't take them seriously at all.

"Enough with the nonsense! If you don't hand over the treasures you have today, you're not leaving here alive!" Wu Qiang roared viciously.

Song Xiaomei added fuel to the fire, saying, "Kid, if you know what's good for you, just surrender obediently to avoid suffering!"

Zhuang Yu looked around and secretly groaned inwardly.

This place is in the middle of nowhere; there's no way to escape.

He took a deep breath, turned to Wang Yao and said, "Yao Yao, it seems we'll be fighting side by side again."

Wang Yao smiled slightly, patted the storage bag at her waist, and calmly replied, "Don't worry, Zhuang Yu, my talismans are itching for more." Her calm tone made it seem as if she was about to face not a group of ferocious enemies, but a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Wu Qiang sneered, "You won't listen to reason, so you'll have to drink the penalty cup! Get them!" As soon as he finished speaking, his men swarmed forward, brandishing their weapons, and pounced on Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao.

"Yaoyao, step back first, let me stretch my muscles." Zhuang Yu said, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, as he slowly raised his right hand...

"Wait!" A soft voice came from deep within the woods.

The sudden sound stunned everyone. Even Wu Qiang's men, who had rushed in front of Zhuang Yu, stopped their attack and looked around blankly.

Zhuang Yu's heart skipped a beat. Could this be the legendary... reinforcements?

He secretly hid the newly acquired treasures and cultivation techniques in a secluded corner of the mysterious space.

On the surface, however, he pretended to be trembling, just like a frightened little rabbit, muttering, "Don't hit me, don't hit me, I'll give you all the spirit stones I have..."

Seeing Zhuang Yu's cowardly appearance, Wu Qiang felt even more smug. He was convinced that Zhuang Yu was bluffing, so he grinned and said, "Now you know fear? Too late! Go get him and teach him a lesson!" He couldn't wait to take revenge himself and seize the treasures from Zhuang Yu.

Wu Qiang launched the first attack, sending a sharp burst of spiritual energy toward Zhuang Yu's face.

"Ouch, my god!" Zhuang Yu exclaimed dramatically, seemingly dodging in a panic, but actually observing Wu Qiang's attack patterns in secret and using the special spiritual power of the mysterious space to look for an opportunity to counterattack.

The surrounding trees were shaken and fell by Wu Qiang's spiritual power. Wang Yao watched nervously from the side, her small hands tightly gripping the talisman, ready to act at any moment.

Suddenly, Zhuang Yu's eyes sharpened. He seized an opening in Wu Qiang's attack and used the new techniques he had learned in the mysterious space to launch a counterattack in an instant!

A golden light flashed, and with a "bang," Wu Qiang was unable to dodge and was hit, staggering back a few steps, clutching his chest, looking at Zhuang Yu in disbelief.

"You...you actually..." Wu Qiang pointed at Zhuang Yu, but before he could finish his sentence, Song Xiaomei exclaimed, "Brother Wu!" Then, she abruptly turned to look at Zhuang Yu...

Seeing Wu Qiang's discomfiture, Song Xiaomei's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she shouted, "You dare to hurt my Brother Wu? You're tired of living!" With a flick of her slender hand, what filled the sky was not leaves or petals, but... a dense array of sharp spikes formed from condensed spiritual energy!

This move, "Rain of Pear Blossom Needles," is her trump card, hitting the bullseye every time!

Seeing this, Zhuang Yu thought to himself: Good heavens, they're going to turn me into a hedgehog!

He has no intention of trying this "free acupuncture".

No sooner said than done, Zhuang Yu flipped his hand and pulled out a palm-sized... mirror from the mysterious space.

This is no ordinary mirror; it's a defensive artifact he casually stole from the ruins—cough cough, it's an unexpected find—the "Universe Reflecting Mirror."

This mirror looks ordinary, but it can reflect all attacks, making it an essential item for cultivators at home and on the go.

A flash of light appeared in the mirror, and before Song Xiaomei's "Rain of Pear Blossom Needles" could even get close, they were all deflected back!

"Ah!" Song Xiaomei screamed in pain as she was hit by her own attack, falling flat on her face and feeling completely disoriented.

Seeing this, Wu Qiang was furious. This kid was pretending to be weak to take advantage of others; he's got some skills!

He roared, "Attack him together and kill him!" The remaining henchmen also unleashed their magical weapons and charged at Zhuang Yu.

This looks like a brawl!

Zhuang Yu remained completely calm. The spiritual energy within the mysterious space circulated wildly, and it felt as if a volcano was about to erupt within his dantian.

He took a deep breath, formed hand seals, and chanted, "Heaven and Earth are boundless, borrow the power of Heaven and Earth! Combination Technique—Heaven and Earth Throw!"

A dazzling golden light burst forth from his body, instantly engulfing all of Wu Qiang and the others' attacks.

With a deafening roar, a powerful shockwave swept across the surrounding area, sending sand and stones flying and snapping trees.

Wu Qiang and the others were so shaken that their internal organs churned, and they all coughed up blood, collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Zhuang Yu clapped his hands, walked up to Wu Qiang with a relaxed expression, looked down at him, and said with a slight upturn of his lips, "That's it? You think you can rob me? Go back and train for a few hundred more years!" Then, he turned to look at Wang Yao, who was trembling beside him, and said gently, "Yao Yao, let's go."

Wang Yao nodded and jogged to catch up with Zhuang Yu.

The two had only taken a few steps when Zhuang Yu suddenly stopped. He squinted, looked into the distance, and whispered, "Someone's coming..."

Zhuang Yu dusted himself off, as if he had only swatted a mosquito rather than defeated a group of cultivators.

"Yaoyao, let's go." His tone was relaxed, but there was a hint of wariness that was hard to detect.

Wang Yao followed closely behind him, her little mind still replaying the earth-shattering scene from just now.

Her young master is just too strong!

This isn't just pretending to be weak to catch a tiger; it's like a Tyrannosaurus Rex disguised as Peppa Pig!

The two continued walking, but the atmosphere was no longer as relaxed as before.

There was a tension in the air, like the calm before the storm.

Zhuang Yu knew that he had completely offended Wu Qiang this time, and this feud was now very serious.

This guy is not someone to be trifled with; his vengeful nature is well-known in the cultivation world.

Who knows when they might suddenly appear and cause trouble?

"When soldiers come, we'll block them; when water comes, we'll dam it." Zhuang Yu thought to himself, a wicked smile curling at the corner of his lips.

He's not someone who can be easily intimidated!

After walking for a short while, Zhuang Yu suddenly stopped, his eyes fixed intently on the dense forest ahead.

Wang Yao also stopped and asked nervously, "Young Master, what's wrong?" "Shh..." Zhuang Yu made a shushing gesture, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

“Someone is coming…and they don’t mean any harm.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the woods, and then several figures appeared and surrounded them.

These people were dressed in identical black bodysuits, each exuding a chilling aura and a murderous intent.

The leader was a burly middle-aged man with a cold face and sharp eyes like a hawk, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

Zhuang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself: It seems that Wu Qiang is really impatient!

However, this time, it seems... that something is a little different?

He turned to look at Wang Yao, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Yao Yao, looks like we need to stretch our legs again." Wang Yao nervously swallowed, instinctively hiding behind Zhuang Yu, and whispered, "Young Master... I... my legs are a little weak..."

Zhuang Yu smiled, gently patted her shoulder, and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." Then, he took a deep breath, and a powerful aura burst forth from his body, sweeping across the surroundings.

At this moment, Zhuang Yu no longer concealed his strength. His eyes were sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath, revealing its full power!

"Let the storm rage on!" He smiled confidently, a slight upturn to his lips.

"Who are you people?" Zhuang Yu asked in a cold tone, with an undeniable air of authority.

The leader of the men in black sneered, "The one who's going to take your life!"