After the last of the Seven Stars lit up, a silvery-white starlight fell from the direction behind Wang Qingxuan, about two meters away from him. Chen Xuance looked up, and in the north of the sky, a large star flashed and disappeared. Immediately after, the sun, about to set in the west, emitted a visible red glow, covering the entire house. The power of the stars instantly dissipated, and the pure Yang aura spread in all directions. The group of people was drenched in sweat.
At this moment, Wang Qingxuan tightly closed his lips, stepped into the Bagua Steps, his fingers transformed, and he formed a seal with his fingertips.
"Hey!" A loud shout, akin to the resonating toll of a great bell, echoed! Accompanying the shout, a purple thunderbolt, as thick as an arm, condensed in the clear sky and quickly struck down from the heavens, heading straight for the black ox's head.
The black ox, as if just regaining consciousness, instantly covered its blood-red eyes with black mist. Lifting its massive head, it stared at the thunderbolt descending from the sky.
Chen Xuance watched it clearly; the corners of the ox's mouth curled up, as if mocking everyone for their inadequacy. Could he tolerate this? Just a moment ago, he was worried that his Thunder in the Palm wasn't orthodox and not enough of Yang attribute, potentially hindering Wang Qingxuan's performance. Ridiculed by a cow? Who was he kidding? It was time to reveal the cards! He could do Thunder in the Palm as well!
In fact, he was just upset about not getting to show off and missing out on rewards.
No sooner said than done. The great finger seal in Chen Xuance's sleeve was rapidly manipulated, and the magical power surged madly. This drove the star-transformation internal force within him. Five silver thunderbolts, as thick as fingers, quickly followed Wang Qingxuan's purple thunderbolt. Due to being too small, they were perfectly blocked by the purple thunderbolt.
At this moment, the mockery in the black ox's mouth became more pronounced.
Sure enough, when the purple thunderbolt landed on the black ox's head, it only scattered a small clump of black mist.
The giant ox lowered its head, its two pitch-black eyes like copper bells, staring straight at the people in front of it, as if contemplating which one to devour first.
Wang Qingxuan's face was pale, and his magical power surged frantically, preparing to use secret techniques to go all out.
Beside him, the monk's facial muscles twitched, as if the long-practiced closed-mouth meditation was about to break!
As the purple thunderbolt landed on the ox's head, the ox's eyes, initially filled with mockery, gradually became more intense.
Then, the purple thunderbolt, with the visible black mist in tow, entered the ox's head. Crackling sounds came from inside the ox's body.
In an instant, the enormous white ox body, accompanied by a crisp "crack" sound, shrank into a mini black ox, just over a meter long.
A rich aroma of cooked beef filled the entire courtyard.
As the ox's corpse fell to the ground, a furious roar echoed across the southern foothills of Daqing Mountain in Qinghe County.
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A yellow silhouette rose through the heavens and the earth, appearing over Daqing Mountain for a while, as if contemplating something, before flying towards the direction of Kyoto.
However, this roar and phantom, except for Chen Xuance and a monk and a Taoist, no one heard or saw it. At this moment, Wang Qingxuan was already in a daze. Others might not know, but his heart was already in turmoil!
The Qingyun Scripture states: Extreme Yang Thunder Technique, named Qing (Azure), Zhi (Purple), Chi (Red), Yin (Silver), Bai (White). The five thunderbolts that fell later were unexpectedly the second-ranked silver among the five extremes of Thunder Technique!
This was by no means his ability. The power of the silver thunderbolt might not be very strong, but its quality was extremely high. Even his master, who had ascended to immortality, could only achieve such quality when performing Thunder Technique.
Thinking of the look his master, Chen Xuance, gave him just now, he understood that these were the means of his master. The Yinyuan Division was so terrifying! A Rank Nine Yinyuan Guard had such ability—terrifying!
In Chen Xuance's mind, reward information appeared: "Reward, Daoist Night Travel Technique, Essence Cleansing and Marrow Forging Fruit, Xuan Ox Demon Core, three years of magical power, three years of internal force."
"Night Travel Technique allows you to stay in shaded areas with minimal magical power consumption. With mastery of this secret technique, you become a deity of the night."
"Essence Cleansing and Marrow Forging Fruit has the effect of purifying the essence, allowing the physical body to reach half a step into the innate realm."
"Xuan Ox Demon Core, can be fed to demonic beasts to increase their cultivation by ten years."
Just as the group looked at the big white ox turning into a small black ox, unable to conceal their shock, Li Gou shouted loudly, "Hey! Blood Contract, where do you think you're escaping?" Then, holding a peach wood sword, he crossed over the ox's corpse, let the steward pass, and rushed out of the courtyard!
The old people, who were unaware of what had happened, were awakened by Li Gou's voice. Each of them skillfully followed suit.
Each one of them had a serious expression, as if they had encountered an unforgivable monster. The newbies didn't know what had happened, so they had to follow suit.
Chen Xuance, with the monk and Taoist, rushed away. He was familiar with this scene; time to make some silver!
The group, rehearsed as if on cue, wore serious expressions and hurried footsteps, clearly indicating that something big had happened!
Left behind in the courtyard, Hou Qi stood near Steward Xiao with a pale face. He muttered, "Trouble, it's trouble now. How could it be a 'Blood Contract'!" The shaky voice happened to be heard by Steward Xiao, standing not far away, but it was not clear enough. The timing and intonation were just right.
If Chen Xuance had stayed behind, he would surely have given Hou Qi a big thumbs up. This guy was undoubtedly an outstanding graduate of the Yinyuan Division!
Steward Xiao was already anxious. The ox demon was dead, what was happening again? Without caring about anything else, he hastily asked, "Master Hou, please explain? Why is it troublesome?" Hou Qi glanced at Steward Xiao, sighed heavily, shook his head, and didn't say a word. His face turned pale, as if a great disaster was imminent. However, the gaze he cast towards Steward Xiao seemed to be looking at a dead man. Seeing the completely scared expression of Steward Xiao, he was already afraid. He was a shrewd man, and he understood the meaning behind it! This matter was not over yet. He anxiously asked, "Master Hou, what time is it now? Don't play tricks! Just tell me, what happened?"
Hou Qi remained silent. Some things were better left unspoken. Let him think for himself, use his imagination, leave some suspense. Seeing that Hou Qi didn't speak, Steward Xiao imagined for a while, nearly scaring himself to death. His face turned as pale as Hou Qi's, and he asked nervously, "Master Hou, is there no way out?" That expression, as if he had been sentenced to the crime of extermination. Seeing that the atmosphere was almost there, Hou Qi sighed again, and then slowly explained, "This thing has a weird origin and is not easy to handle. It's a demonic being with a 'Blood Contract.' After being dispersed, it leaves behind a spiritual charm and will relentlessly retaliate against those who had contact with it in the seven days before its death. For the distinguished gentlemen from the Yinyuan Division, dispersing the demon is considered completing the task. They can pat their butts and return to Kyoto. As for you and me, it's afraid, it's afraid..."