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

The place is shrouded in clouds and mist, and the air is filled with spiritual energy.

The entrance to the mysterious ruins was packed with cultivators from all sorts of sects, like dumplings boiling over.

They were all like they'd been injected with adrenaline, rubbing their hands together, eager to rush in and grab the treasure.

Zhuang Yu brought Wang Yao here as well.

Looking at the huge crowd, Zhuang Yu thought to himself: Goodness, is this some kind of big promotional sale?

With so many people, there probably won't be enough treasures to go around in these ruins!

The powerful aura around him made it hard for him to breathe, like being in a sauna, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.

He knew very well that his strength was barely considered "lower" among this group, not to mention that there was a "big shot" like Wu Qiang, who had reached the peak of Qi Refining, leading a team. The hope of winning the treasure was even more remote than winning five million in the lottery.

At this moment, Wu Qiang swaggered over with his team of underlings.

He spotted Zhuang Yu at a glance, a sinister smile curling at the corner of his mouth, his expression like that of a cunning old fox.

"Oh, isn't this Junior Brother Zhuang?" Wu Qiang cupped his hands in a fake greeting, but his tone was full of sarcasm. "This ruin is fraught with danger. For a disciple from a small sect like you, going in would probably be very dangerous! It would be such a pity if you accidentally kicked the bucket."

Song Xiaomei, standing beside him, chimed in sarcastically, "That's right, Junior Brother Zhuang, you'd better go back obediently. Don't go in and die for nothing. Otherwise, you'll be crying and begging to go home to your mother later."

Wang Yao clenched her fists, wanting to step forward to argue, but was gently stopped by Zhuang Yu.

His face still held a faint smile, but his eyes were so deep that they were unfathomable... "Senior Brother Wu, this entrance to the ruins doesn't seem to be yours, does it?"

Zhuang Yu smiled slightly, his tone as relaxed as if he were chatting casually, "Senior Brother Wu, the entrance to this ruin doesn't seem to be yours to decide, does it? Whether I go in or not is none of your business." His nonchalant attitude surprised Wu Qiang and the others.

Why isn't this kid flustered at all?

Does he have something to rely on?

Wu Qiang and the others looked at Zhuang Yu suspiciously, but couldn't see anything amiss.

Zhuang Yu remained as harmless as ever, as if the earlier sarcasm had had no effect on him whatsoever.

In reality, Zhuang Yu was already overjoyed: You little bastards think you can scare me?

joke!

I'm a man with a cheat code!

He quietly circulated the spiritual energy within the mysterious space, subtly strengthening himself.

A mysterious and powerful aura emanated from him, though faint, it still gave Wu Qiang and the others a jolt.

This kid... he's a bit strange!

Wang Yao stood beside Zhuang Yu, a hint of worry flashing in her eyes, along with a barely perceptible...ambiguity?

She gently tugged at Zhuang Yu's sleeve and said softly, "Young Master, please be careful. Yao'er will always be by your side."

A warm feeling welled up in Zhuang Yu's heart, and he gave Wang Yao a reassuring look.

Having a girl cheering you on by your side feels amazing!

He felt more confident and became even more fearless in the face of Wu Qiang and the others' provocative gazes.

Seeing Zhuang Yu so calm, Wu Qiang was furious.

He originally thought that a few words would scare away the disciples of this small sect, but he did not expect that the other party would be so ungrateful.

He narrowed his eyes, a hint of ruthlessness flashing within them, then subtly gave Song Xiaomei a wink... "Heh," Wu Qiang sneered, "Since Junior Brother Zhuang is so confident, then let's wait and see."

With a flash, Song Xiaomei darted toward Zhuang Yu like a ghost. Spiritual energy surged in her slender palm, transforming into a sharp gust of wind that aimed straight at Zhuang Yu's face!

"A mere trick!" Zhuang Yu smirked, his footwork unpredictable as he easily dodged the attack.

"Hey little sister, you're not fast enough!" He couldn't resist teasing her, which made Song Xiaomei so angry she almost exploded on the spot.

The cultivators watching the spectacle began to whisper among themselves.

"That kid's dead meat! He actually dared to mess with Wu Qiang, he's courting death!" someone gloated.

Some people muttered under their breath, "The disciples of this small sect are quite agile..."

Just when everyone thought Zhuang Yu could only passively take the beating, he suddenly moved!

While dodging Song Xiaomei's attacks, he activated the technique in the mysterious space and struck back with a palm!

A stream of pure spiritual energy shot towards Song Xiaomei like an arrow released from a bow!

"Holy crap! What kind of operation is this?!" the onlookers exclaimed in surprise.

Song Xiaomei was also startled and quickly took a few steps back, barely dodging the attack.

"You've got something, little brother!" Zhuang Yu looked at her with a smile, as if his fierce attack just now was nothing more than a joke.

Elder Ma, who had been observing coldly, narrowed his eyes slightly at this moment.

This kid doesn't seem as simple as he appears.

"Wu Qiang, Wu Qiang," he walked up to Wu Qiang and said with a half-smile, "Your subordinates seem a bit incompetent. Don't let them slip away unexpectedly and embarrass our sect!"

Wu Qiang's face was so gloomy it could drip water.

He never expected that Zhuang Yu would have this trick up his sleeve!

He glared at Song Xiaomei fiercely and said through gritted teeth, "Useless! You can't even handle a disciple from a small sect!"

Zhuang Yu shrugged, looking innocent. "Senior Brother Wu, you flatter me. Since you think so highly of me, I'll take my leave first..." He took Wang Yao's hand and turned to walk towards the entrance of the ruins.

"Trying to leave? Not so easy!" Wu Qiang roared, a long sword gleaming coldly suddenly appearing in his hand...

Wu Qiang roared, his long sword flashing coldly as he pointed it directly at Zhuang Yu's back.

"Boy, spare your dog's life!" The sword energy was like a rainbow, extremely sharp, and it was about to pierce Zhuang Yu.

At the critical moment, Zhuang Yu suddenly turned around, and a rusty iron sword appeared in his hand. He seemingly casually blocked the attack.

With a crisp "ding," sparks flew everywhere.

Wu Qiang's longsword was actually blocked by this broken iron sword!

"Holy crap! What the hell?!" Wu Qiang's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

He had personally witnessed Zhuang Yu pick up this rusty iron sword from a garbage dump!

The onlookers were in an uproar.

"This...this can't be possible, right?" "Could this kid be some kind of hidden master?" "Playing dumb to fool others? A master! An absolute master!"

Zhuang Yu remained calm, patted the rusty sword in his hand, and said in a cheeky tone, "Senior Brother Wu, your sword isn't very sharp! It needs sharpening!" With that, he flicked his wrist, and a powerful force erupted from the rusty sword, directly knocking Wu Qiang back several steps.

"Pfft—" Wu Qiang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.

He never expected that he would be injured by a broken sword!

Zhuang Yu ignored Wu Qiang, grabbed Wang Yao, and disappeared at the entrance of the ruins in a flash.

"Chase him! Chase him! This kid must have a big secret!" Wu Qiang roared, leading his men into the ruins.

Elder Ma snorted coldly and followed suit.

Upon entering the ruins, Zhuang Yu and Wang Yao found themselves in a dark passageway with strange runes carved on the walls on both sides.

Wang Yao nervously gripped Zhuang Yu's sleeve and whispered, "Young Master, this place... is so eerie."

Zhuang Yu patted her hand and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." But in his heart, he was secretly on guard; this ruin was indeed not simple.

Wu Qiang and his group will definitely not let this go easily, and besides, the ruins themselves are full of unknown dangers.

Suddenly, Zhuang Yu stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowing.

He sensed that something was watching them from ahead...

"Yao'er," Zhuang Yu's voice deepened, "be careful, something seems off up ahead..." Before he could finish speaking, a chilling laugh suddenly echoed from the depths of the passage...