"First time out, isn''t it?"
ze Tot''s eyes shed with a hint of surprise as he watched ze Regret efficiently deal with the seventh rank Wind Wolf. He then smiled and said, "This is just the beginning. The road ahead will get increasingly difficult, and it''s possible we''ll encounter swarms of spirit beasts at the Imperial level."
Wiping the blood off Red, ze Regret reluctantly epted this reality. Despite calling it training, with his strength, he was essentially just tagging along. The real heavy lifting was done by the spirit warriors.
Still, even so, the benefits ze Regret gained from this process were considerable. After all, seventh and eighth rank spirit beasts were hard to find in the back mountain, but on this road, they were everywhere.
Over the next half month, ze Regret continuously took on family tasks. Red''s spiritual power became increasingly refined, even showing signs of breaking through to the seventh rank.
"Tomorrow is the day the Treasure Pavilion opens."
Lying on his bed, bathed in cool moonlight like ayer of silver gauze, ze Regret''s half closed eyes glimmered with a faint chill. "Whatever your purpose foring to the ze family, this is not a ce where you can run amok."
The next morning, at the ze family za.
"Haha, finally, today hase. I wonder how far I''ll get this time. They say the highest level has offensive spirit techniques."
Laughing heartily, ze Kamil looked up at the towering pavilion in the distance, his eyes filled with anticipation.
"Even if there are offensive spirit techniques, they aren''t something we can easily enjoy. Never mind the difficulty of obtaining them, just the spiritual power consumed when using them is enough to exhaust us."
Beside him, a young girl mercilessly pointed out.
"Offensive spirit techniques, huh?"
Muttering to himself, ze Regret felt a surge of excitement in his heart. Offensive spirit techniques were the rarest among all types of spirit techniques, and their value wasparable to that of a low grade Imperial level spirit crystal.
"Who would have thought that such a small and simple family would have offensive spirit techniques? How rare, how rare."
At that moment, a mocking voice came through. Kartis Man walked out slowly, a superior expression on his face.
Although offensive spirit techniques were rare, they were not considered scarce in the Kartis family.
Seeing him, the younger generation of the ze family frowned, their faces showing undisguised disgust.
"You''re talking as if you have one," ze Qistina angrily retorted, feeling indignant at being belittled.
"I don''t have one yet, but soon enough, I will," Kartis Man smiled challengingly at ze Regret. "Remember what I said half a month ago. If you lose, you have to shout at the intersection of the four major families in the city that ze Ash is apdog of the Kartis family. How about it?"
Upon hearing this, ze Regret clenched his fist, his usually calm face gradually contorted with a fierce expression.
"Kartis Man, you''re courting death!"
"Talking tough is just the behavior of the weak."
From a distance, Kartis Kai, with his hands behind his back, approached with a smile. "With your strength, you don''t even qualify to threaten Kartis Man."
"Elder Kartis, you sure talk a lot."
The door of the Treasure Pavilion creaked open, and ze Ash''s figure appeared before everyone.
Seeing the sudden appearance, Kartis Kai''s old eyes slightly narrowed.
"Are you confident?" ze Ash''s calm gaze turned to ze Regret.
"At least eighty percent." ze Regret grinned.
"You''re just putting on a show," Kartis Man sneered. He was fully confident that he could cripple ze Regret.
Seeing this, Kartis Kaiughed sinisterly. "It seems the ze family is going to lose some face this time. Kartis Man, go easy on him. Don''t make the ze family head look too bad."
"I will." Kartis Man smiled broadly at ze, his eyes gleaming with impatience.
With a cold nce at Kartis Kai, ze Ash waved his sleeve, and dozens of red beams of light fell into the hands of the crowd, transforming into ancient red tokens.
"These tokens will protect you from the mechanisms within the Treasure Pavilion."
After exining the function of the tokens, ze Ash continued to describe the rules of the Treasure Pavilion: "The Treasure Pavilion has nine levels, each with different restrictions. The higher your spiritual power concentration, the greater your chances of oveing these restrictions. The higher you go, the more precious the items you''ll find."
"Now, enter."
As ze Ash''s words fell, the figures below stirred restlessly and quickly surged towards the Treasure Pavilion.
Upon entering the pavilion, nearly forty different staircases came into ze Regret''s view. After a moment of consideration, he ced his foot at the base of one of them.
"The higher you go, the greater the encounters, huh? I didn''t expect such a small family to have this kind of setup. Enough talk, I''ll be waiting for you at the top. I hope you have the strength to make it there."
With a loudugh, Kartis Man swiftly ascended, faint traces of lightning lingering in the air.
Retracting his indifferent gaze, ze Regret began to climb. A faint but intense pressure immediately enveloped him.
"This is meant for first level spirit novice, but it''s useless against me."
Without using any spiritual power, ze Regret walked up the stairs leisurely. The first seven levels posed no obstacle to him at all.
By this time, many n members had already stopped, picking suitable items. When some failed to reach the eighth level, they could only smile wryly and linger on the seventh level.
"Has no one reached the eighth level?"
Pulling aside ze Qistina, who was holding a grass type spiritual herb, ze Regret asked with some doubt.
"It seems only ze Kamil and ze Aniqi have made it to the eighth level." ze Qistina''s face was filled with joy; it was clear that the spiritual herb was very beneficial for her Green Vine technique.
"I see."
ze Regret nodded with a mix of amusement and helplessness. It seemed like the ze family was experiencing a bit of a gap in their ranks this time.