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

Inside Zhuang Xiong's room, shattered teacup fragments were scattered all over the floor, and the air was thick with the smell of anger.

When Master Zhuang arrived in a hurry and saw the scene, his heart skipped a beat, and he knew something was wrong.

"Master, look! Look!" Zhuang Xiong pointed out the window towards Zhuang Yu's courtyard, his anger barely contained. "This brat has gone too far! He actually dared to open the treasure vault without permission, is he trying to rebel?!"

Master Zhuang stroked his beard, his eyes darting around, but he was already plotting something else in his mind.

The treasure vault incident was merely the fuse; the real killer move was yet to come.

He cupped his hands and said, "Elder, please calm down. This matter is indeed strange. However, I have an idea that can kill two birds with one stone, both to teach that brat a lesson and..." Master Zhuang leaned close to Zhuang Xiong's ear and whispered something in his ear.

The following morning, the atmosphere in the family council hall was somber.

Zhuang Yu stood in the center, facing the scrutiny of the family elders, his expression calm and composed.

Zhuang Xiong sat in the main seat, his face ashen, holding a stack of papers in his hand—the very evidence of forgery.

"Zhuang Yu, do you know your crime?!" Zhuang Xiong roared, his voice echoing throughout the council hall.

"I don't know what crime the Grand Elder is referring to?" Zhuang Yu looked blank, as if he really knew nothing.

"Hmph! The evidence is irrefutable, and you still dare to argue!" Zhuang Xiong threw the evidence in his hand in front of Zhuang Yu. "These are ironclad proof that you stole family resources!"

Seeing this, Zhuang Wen immediately jumped in to add fuel to the fire: "Elder, this kid is relying on his position..."

Zhuang Yu glanced at Zhuang Wen with icy eyes, which made Zhuang Wen's heart tremble, and he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

"Evidence? This is clearly a frame-up!" Zhuang Yu sneered. "Elder, Second Elder, your acting is far too clumsy."

"You!" Zhuang Xiong was so angry that his beard bristled, and his finger pointing at Zhuang Yu trembled uncontrollably.

Several elders also criticized Zhuang Yu, and for a time, the council hall was in chaos.

Just then, Zhuang Yu suddenly spoke, his tone calm but with a hint of eeriness: "Okay, I admit it, I took the things."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

The entire room was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Zhuang Xiong and Zhuang Wen exchanged a glance, both seeing an unbelievable ecstasy in each other's eyes.

Become!

This kid actually confessed!

"You...you admit it?" Zhuang Xiong feigned surprise, but his tone was almost overflowing with undisguised smugness.

"So what if I admit it?" Zhuang Yu shrugged, looking completely indifferent, which only made everyone more puzzled.

He slowly pulled a yellowed scroll from his pocket and unfurled it amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd.

"What is this?" someone couldn't help but ask.

"Family contract." Zhuang Yu uttered these four words calmly, yet they resounded like thunder in the council hall.

The ancient characters on the contract emitted a faint golden light, recording an agreement made hundreds of years ago between the Zhuang family's ancestor and another mysterious figure.

The content clearly states that the dealer owes a huge amount of resources, which his descendants need to repay.

And the one to repay is Zhuang Yu's lineage!

"This...this is impossible!" Zhuang Xiong's expression changed drastically. He snatched the scroll and examined it carefully.

The more you look at him, the paler his face becomes, and the more beads of sweat appear on his forehead.

The family seal and ancestral handwriting on the contract are actually genuine!

"Now, what else do you have to say?" Zhuang Yu crossed his arms and looked at Zhuang Xiong with a half-smile.

Zhuang Xiong was speechless. He never expected that Zhuang Yu would hold such a trump card.

"Elder, what... what should we do?" Zhuang Wen panicked. He originally thought he could completely bring down Zhuang Yu this time, but he didn't expect to shoot himself in the foot instead.

Several family elders also started discussing it, their gazes towards Zhuang Yu filled with admiration.

This kid is something else!

Ultimately, the family elders unanimously decided to return all the resources recorded in the contract to Zhuang Yu and provide additional compensation as an apology.

Zhuang Yu looked at the mountain of resources, a slight smile playing on his lips. This unconventional move was brilliantly executed!

Zhuang Wen's face was ashen, his fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms.

He glared at Zhuang Yu fiercely, turned and left, leaving behind a cold statement: "This matter is not over..."

Zhuang Wen left the council hall with a gloomy face, the pent-up anger in his chest almost burning him out.

He just couldn't swallow this insult!

How can a mere piece of trash turn things around?

Why should we step on his head?

He, a prominent member of the Second Elder lineage, was completely outmaneuvered by this brat Zhuang Yu. How could he possibly save face?

"This is absolutely not over!" Zhuang Wen gritted his teeth, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white.

He decided to take matters into his own hands to save face, and incidentally...

Let's also find out more about this kid.

How could someone who was once a good-for-nothing suddenly possess such great strength and background?

There must be something fishy going on!

That night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, a perfect night for murder and arson...

Ahem, this is a good time for discussion and exchange.

Zhuang Wen silently sneaked into Zhuang Yu's courtyard, his hands flashing with magic seals, unleashing a series of sharp attacks straight towards Zhuang Yu.

"A mere trick, yet you dare to show off your skills before an expert?" Zhuang Yu sneered, his figure flashing like a ghost, easily dodging the attack.

The movement techniques he learned from the mysterious space are no joke!

Seeing this, Zhuang Wen's eyes flashed with surprise. This kid's movement technique was indeed strange!

But he didn't panic. Instead, he increased his spiritual power output, and even more ferocious attacks came like a storm.

Fireball, Ice Spike, Wind Blade...

A variety of spells appeared one after another, dazzling the family disciples who were lurking and watching nearby.

"666! Brother Yu's move was absolutely amazing!" "His footwork and reaction speed are incredible!" "As expected of Brother Yu, a true god!"

Despite Zhuang Wen's relentless barrage of attacks, Zhuang Yu remained unfazed, even occasionally letting out an "ouch" as if he had almost been hit.

Seeing this, Zhuang Wen was secretly delighted. This kid was indeed at his last gasp!

He intensified his offensive, pouring all his spiritual power into the final strike, determined to take down Zhuang Yu in one fell swoop.

Just then, Zhuang Yu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile.

Instead of dodging, he charged forward to meet Zhuang Wen's attack head-on.

Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, he casually waved his hand, and a seemingly ordinary white light wave instantly struck Zhuang Wen.

"That's it?" Zhuang Wen scoffed dismissively, but his expression changed the next second.

This seemingly simple light wave contained immense power, instantly blasting him away, sending him crashing heavily to the ground and raising a cloud of dust.

"Pfft..." Zhuang Wen spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He never imagined that he would be defeated by such a simple spell.

"Cough cough..." Zhuang Yu coughed weakly twice, then staggered over to Zhuang Wen, looking down at him, and slowly said, "This is just the beginning..."

Zhuang Yu coughed weakly twice, propped himself up on his knee with one hand, and gently patted the dust off his body with the other. He then staggered over to Zhuang Wen, who had been blasted away.

He looked down at Zhuang Wen, who was lying on the ground, pale-faced and with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. A playful smile appeared on his lips: "That's it? I thought you were something special. Turns out you're just a weakling. Next time you want to launch a sneak attack, remember to think twice before you try."

The family disciples who were lurking and watching were all dumbfounded.

"Holy crap, Yu-ge's move was absolutely amazing! Playing dumb to fool others, that was brilliant!"

"That counter-kill was so cool! It was a textbook-perfect play!"

"Brother Yu is awesome! Brother Yu is so powerful!"

In the crowd, Zhuang Yue looked at Zhuang Yu, her eyes filled with worry, but also with a hint of relief.

She knew that Zhuang Yu had been hiding his strength, and now that he had finally revealed some of it, she felt much more at ease.

The old butler stroked his beard, his eyes full of admiration. This kid was even more capable than he had imagined!

Master Zhuang was shocked. Was this still the same good-for-nothing young master?

Their strength and methods are truly astounding!

Ignoring the surrounding chatter, Zhuang Yu bent down, grabbed Zhuang Wen by the collar, and lifted him up.

"I'll teach you a lesson this time. If you dare to mess with me again, you'll face the consequences." With that, he casually threw Zhuang Wen on the ground and turned to leave.

Zhuang Wen lay on the ground, his whole body aching, his eyes filled with resentment and bitterness.

He never imagined that he would be so humiliated by a former good-for-nothing!

He vowed to take revenge!

Zhuang Yu must be made to pay the price!

Back in his courtyard, Zhuang Yu did not let his guard down.

He knew this was just the beginning.

The faction of the First Elder and the Second Elder will not let this go, and will definitely come up with new schemes to deal with him.

He must be prepared to survive in this scheming family.

He entered the mysterious space and began practicing new techniques to improve his strength.

He knew that only by constantly becoming stronger could he protect himself and ultimately control his own destiny.

"It seems the ways of the cultivation world are even more complex than I imagined..." Zhuang Yu muttered to himself, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to practice.

Suddenly, a voice echoed from the depths of the mysterious space: "Are you ready...?"