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

"Zhuang Yu, you're nothing but a piece of trash. You just got lucky and got some opportunities. Do you really think you can rise to the top in one step?" Elder Zhuang Xiong's voice was like a steel knife scraping bone, echoing in the hall and piercing Zhuang Yu's eardrums.

“The family rules are strict. Your actions without permission will result in the confiscation of any resources you obtained, as a warning to others!”

Zhuang Yu sneered inwardly. This old guy's intentions were as clear as day!

On the surface, they appear dignified and respectable, but in reality, they are just envious of the treasures they have obtained.

He was about to retort when Zhuang Xiong interrupted him: "As for how you obtained the resources before, we need to examine that carefully. Did you use any improper means?" This was practically a vicious attack, clearly trying to pin a fabricated charge on him.

Zhuang Yu felt disgusted, as if he had swallowed a fly. This old guy was truly insidious and ruthless, his schemes were all interconnected, leaving him in a dilemma.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails almost dug into his flesh, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Before Zhuang Yu could even catch her breath, Zhuang Wen's greasy smiling face loomed closer, just like a cat that had smelled fish.

"Oh dear, nephew Zhuang Yu, look at yourself! Why go against the Grand Elder? A wise man knows when to yield!" As he spoke, he took out several bottles of pills and some spirit stones from his storage bag and waved them in front of Zhuang Yu, as if showing off some rare treasures.

"As long as you join our faction, all these resources are yours, and there will be even more benefits in the future. How about it?" His tone was as if he were giving alms to a beggar, making Zhuang Yu want to punch him.

Zhuang Yu accepted the resources with a forced smile, inwardly cursing: These old foxes, do they really think he's a fool?

These things are probably less than a drop in the ocean of the resources he has acquired!

However, he still pretended to be extremely grateful: "Thank you for your kindness, Elder Zhuang Wen. I am deeply grateful."

After the family meeting, Zhuang Yu returned to his room, his anger finally reaching its peak.

"Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a pushover!" He tossed aside the "trash" Zhuang Wen had given him, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

"You think I'll surrender? No way!" He walked to the corner of the room, lifted a floor tile, and revealed a hidden compartment.

He took out a jade slip from a hidden compartment, placed it on his forehead, and closed his eyes.

"Master, I've encountered a problem..." Zhuang Yu received guidance from his master through the jade slip, and a sly smile appeared on his lips.

"Old ginger is spicier!" he muttered to himself.

The family feud was like a pot of boiling water, and Zhuang Yu was like a slippery eel, navigating it with ease.

On a sudden impulse, he deliberately revealed to Zhuang Wen that he had obtained some clues about treasures in the ruins that might be of great benefit to his family, but he needed more resources to explore them.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Wen's eyes darted around like a dog smelling meat.

"Very beneficial? What treasures?" he asked eagerly, as if he could already see countless spirit stones and pills piled up in front of him.

Zhuang Yu smiled mysteriously and lowered his voice, saying, "This is a secret, I'm only telling you. It's said to be an ancient artifact, with boundless power..." He deliberately emphasized the words "ancient artifact," making Zhuang Wen's heart itch with anticipation.

Upon hearing the words "ancient artifact," Zhuang Wen's breathing quickened, as if he could already see the glorious scene of becoming the number one person in the family.

He quickly patted his chest and assured him, "Don't worry, my dear nephew, as long as you're willing to reveal more information, resources will definitely not be a problem!" After saying that, he waved his hand and took out a large pile of resources from his storage bag, piling them up in front of Zhuang Yu like a small mountain.

Zhuang Yu looked at the "small mountain" in front of him, feeling nothing at all, and even a little amused.

Zhuang Wen is such a sucker!

When Elder Zhuang Xiong learned that Zhuang Wen had given Zhuang Yu so many resources, he was so angry that his beard stood on end.

"That traitor! How dare he secretly aid the enemy!" he roared, feeling his authority had been severely challenged.

So he sent several experts from his family to challenge Zhuang Yu, hoping to give Zhuang Yu a hard time and make him back down.

These experts, each looking fierce and menacing, approached Zhuang Yu and launched a fierce attack without saying a word, each move deadly.

Zhuang Yu stood still, facing the onslaught of attacks, but his face showed no sign of panic.

Using the special techniques within the mysterious space, he moved with ghostly grace, skillfully dodging attacks like a rabbit toying with a hunter.

The surrounding family disciples were all watching, whispering and discussing amongst themselves.

"Zhuang Yu is doomed!" "The Grand Elder sent out all the family's elites, how could he possibly win?"

However, while dodging, Zhuang Yu gradually figured out their attack patterns and began to look for opportunities to counterattack.

A slight smirk appeared on his lips.

"Is that all you've got? You think you can teach me a lesson?" Zhuang Yu dodged a fierce sword strike with a swift movement, and then...

...Then, in a flash, he appeared behind these "elites".

He quickly formed hand seals and chanted, "Balala Energy—Saluo Saluo—Little Fairy—Transform!" Of course, he wasn't chanting any fairy incantation, but rather an extremely powerful attack spell he had learned from a mysterious space—"Chaos Starburst."

With a deafening roar, a blinding light instantly enveloped the entire training ground, like a miniature sun exploding.

As the light faded and dust filled the air, the disciples watching were dumbfounded, frozen in place as if they had been struck by lightning.

What about those "elites"?

They were lying on the ground, covered in dirt, their faces bruised and swollen, like a pile of mud, unable to move.

That's it?

Zhuang Yu thought to himself: With this level of skill, how dare you try to scam me?

What a bunch of noobs!

The First Elder Zhuang Xiong's face turned green, and he felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

He never expected Zhuang Yu to be so powerful!

This kid is playing dumb to fool others; he's doing it so well!

This battle caused Zhuang Yu's reputation among the family disciples to soar instantly.

"Awesome!", "666!", "God, carry me!" A chorus of exclamations filled the air.

Zhuang Yu has become the family's new male god.

Although he had temporarily suppressed the Grand Elder, the restrictions of the family rules still acted like a tight band, firmly binding Zhuang Yu.

He needs more resources and more freedom!

So he found the old steward and Master Zhuang, two old fogies, one honest and kind, the other pedantic and rigid, who were the key to breaking the deadlock.

Zhuang Yu vividly recounted her "predicament," occasionally squeezing out a few "bitter" tears, her emotions were truly heartfelt!

At the same time, he subtly hinted that if he could freely use the resources, his family would gain even greater benefits and might even be able to regain its former glory!

The old steward and Master Zhuang were stunned. This kid is a master at making empty promises!

Under Zhuang Yu's "persuasion," the two actually went to the library and began rummaging through the boxes and cabinets to search.

Persistence pays off, and they actually found some ancient records.

The document contains some long-forgotten family rules, one of which reads: "Family members who obtain opportunities in secret realms or ruins may dispose of them as they see fit, without having to hand them over to the family."

The old housekeeper pointed to the record, tears streaming down his face, and cried out, "God bless my dealer! God bless my dealer!"

Master Zhuang adjusted his glasses and said slowly, "My dear nephew, it seems... Heaven is about to grant you a rise to prominence!" He was so excited that he almost bit his tongue, looking like an old tree spirit that had suddenly blossomed.

Zhuang Yu's inner monologue: Rise?

That's a must!

How can I live up to my identity as a transmigrator if I don't rise up?

With the blessing of this ancient rule, Zhuang Yu seemed to have obtained a get-out-of-jail-free card, and could walk around the family with impunity.

He immediately expressed his gratitude to the old steward and Master Zhuang with tears in his eyes, and then rushed to the family treasury without stopping.

At the entrance to the treasure vault, the guards instinctively tried to stop Zhuang Yu when they saw him.

When Zhuang Yu produced the "pass" personally signed by the old steward, the guard was dumbfounded, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.

"Please...please go ahead!" the guard stammered, his mind racing: What's going on?

The sun comes out in the west?

How did this spendthrift son manage to enter the treasure vault?

Zhuang Yu swaggered into the treasure vault, beaming with pride.

The dazzling array of rare and precious materials inside made him dazzled.

They have everything imaginable, from thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum and ten-thousand-year-old snow lotus to nine-turn golden pills.

Zhuang Yu was overjoyed: He's struck it rich!

Now I can activate my cultivation cheat code!

Without any hesitation, he immediately activated the "sweep" mode, taking all the good stuff from the treasure vault into his mysterious space.

Of course, he didn't forget to save a portion for Wang Yao.

After all, this girl is his loyal little follower, and he needs to nurture her properly.

Just as Zhuang Yu was "returning home with a full load," Zhuang Wen appeared.

The representative of the two elders' faction wore a "hypocritical" smile, as if an old fox had spotted a plump chick.

"Oh dear, my dear nephew, you've had quite a haul, haven't you?" Zhuang Wen said sarcastically, his eyes filled with jealousy and greed.

Zhuang Yu smiled slightly, with an innocent expression: "They're just little trinkets, not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning." As he spoke, he deliberately yawned, as if to say, "I'm tired, don't bother me."

Zhuang Wen was almost driven mad by Versailles' actions.

He suppressed his anger and continued, "Nephew, your strength has greatly increased now, and your future is limitless. Why not join our Second Elder's faction and work together to accomplish great things?"

Zhuang Yu sneered inwardly: Conspiring to do something big?

I think it was a conspiracy to divide the spoils!

On the surface, he pretended to be deep in thought, and then slowly said, "This matter... allow me to consider it."

Seeing this, Zhuang Wen assumed that Zhuang Yu was already interested, so he worked even harder to "promote" her.

He spoke at length about the Second Elder's wisdom, bravery, and unparalleled benevolence, as if the Second Elder were some kind of savior.

Zhuang Yu was tired of hearing it, but he was thinking to himself: This Second Elder's faction is no better than the First Elder, they're just as bad.

Instead of joining them, wouldn't it be better to go it alone?

Just as Zhuang Yu was about to find an excuse to leave, a powerful aura suddenly came from afar.

Zhuang Yu's expression changed: It's the Grand Elder!

That old guy really did come!

There's something good to watch now!

Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a playful smile.

He knew that a new storm was coming...