Chapter 0143: 0143
Not having Spirit Concentration Pills was a problem .
Wu Yu had been cultivating for too short a period of time, and temporarily had no stash . The few Spirit Concentration Pills that he had accumulated were not enough for his own consumption, let alone to build a bank .
Two Spirit Concentration Pills a month was quickly exhausted .
However, at least he had reached the third realm of the Inner Vajra Buddha .
Just in terms of raw physical power, he had improved enormously .
When he clenched his fist, the bones of his hands cracked loudly . The innocuous sound awakened other disciples who had been cultivating .
Soon, they were all looking at Wu Yu .
They knew that Wu Yu had received an inheritance from a servant named Sun Wudao that could strengthen his corporeal body and process Spirit Concentration Pills . This was his transformation, and others could not copy him .
At least in the Heavenly Sword Sect, there were not many immortality arts which trained the body so rigorously .
Perhaps in the past, they would be envious or admiring . But with an imminent crisis on hand, they all stood on the same side . Wu Yu had improved significantly . Just like with the last time, when Wu Yu had defeated Jiang Junlin, they wished that Wu Yu could be just that little bit stronger .
Perhaps he could protect them . And once the Bipo Mountain Range was doomed, he could leave safely, perhaps to stage a comeback for the sect .
Wu Yu looked around him . He was deeply moved . The Heavenly Sword Sect had never been more united than in that moment . Seeing him achieve a breakthrough, all eyes on him were kindly .
"The Heavenly Sword Sect is our common home . All our brethren are like kin; brothers and sisters!"
Thinking thus, Wu Yu broke into a smile . He would dare one thing - open his mouth and ask for Spirit Concentration Pills!
"My honored senior brothers and sisters, Wu Yu here urgently needs 20 Spirit Concentration Pills . I wonder if anyone has spare . Wu Yu will guarantee that if we can defeat these strong enemies and live on, I will return all of it within a year!"
His tone was sincere, and he gazed at the crowd, eyes burning .
This was an unprecedented test . Spirit Concentration Pills were everyone's treasure . At this juncture, they were important to everybody .
Even in a normal situation, much less such troubled times, would there be anyone so benevolent as to lend him some?
But the moment Wu Yu spoke, the disciples around him started to laugh .
Knowing laughs .
"Junior Brother, my finances are in an embarrassing state, so I can only lend you one . Remember to return it to me . I am called Wang Dongyang, and I reside at Dongyang Peak .
"I'll lend you two . "
Very quickly, people appeared before Wu Yu, pressing Spirit Concentration Pills into his hands . Some even refused to give their names, asking for no return . But Wu Yu would remember their faces . He would definitely find them .
"Five . " Night Wishes for Snow passed him the Spirit Concentration Pills, saying, "Remember to return them to me . All of us must live until you can pay this debt back . "
"Senior Brother, rest easy," Wu Yu said with conviction .
Night Wishes for Snow was not hard up for the five Spirit Concentration Pills . Rather, he wished that all of them could live until the day when Wu Yu would repay them!
"Junior Brother, take this . " Mo Shishu had come to the call as well .
"Junior Brother . " Su Yanli had also handed two over . She added softly, "I will remember this as well . You must return them to me . "
Finally, even Qing Mang hurried forwards . All she had were two Spirit Concentration Pills, and she gravely handed one to Wu Yu . "This is a loan! You have to return them, you hear me!"
Wu Yu's heart was overflowing with warmth .
He realized that he had fallen in love with the Bipo Mountain Range, fallen in love with the Heavenly Sword Sect, and fallen in love with these sword cultivators .
"Brothers and sisters, if the time comes and Wu Yu cannot pay up, we will string him up naked from the tree . Who's with me?!" Mo Shishu guffawed .
"Alright!"
Everyone broke out into laughter . The cheer dissipated much of the gloom that had been hanging around the Bipo Mountain Range, replacing it with an indomitable will!
Perhaps to these people, the loan today was merely a hope for victory . But for Wu Yu, it was a debt that he would remember for life!
He could not forget that it was Feng Xueya, Sun Wudao, and the Heavenly Sword Sect that had made him who he was today!
It was these brethren who had been generous, unselfishly giving up the Spirit Concentration Pills that were important to everyone!
They had paid for these with their own sweat .
Looking upon the many familiar faces, Wu Yu felt more charged up than he had in a long time . Unlimited energy seemed to well from within him, carrying him along the path to immortalhood!
"Cultivate Dao, form bonds, destroy enemies, no regrets!"
He sat cross-legged on the floor, looking at the heavy pile of Spirit Concentration Pills in his hands . There were close to 30, enough for him to activate his sixth spiritual source .
He began to quieten his mind and focus, reminding himself silently not to let down the goodwill he had been granted .
The sixth meridian was known as the Curved Lake Meridian . It was at the elbow, and needed both hands to be clasped to form a complete spiritual source .
With his Inner Vajra Buddha at the third realm, he could rapidly process the Spirit Concentration Pills without any difficulty . Wu Yu's body was terrifyingly tenacious . His internal organs, muscles, and bones had all been refined under the fire of the sutras, broken down and built back up thousands of times . They were fortified to a maximum, metamorphosing into a state of near perfection . It was as though a huge Buddha was closeted within his body, pressing down on his blood vessels . Although the Spirit Concentration Pills were awesome, too many would tear the body apart, causing one to descend into madness . But Wu Yu could rapidly digest the Spirit Concentration Pills and process them, rapidly accumulating them in his Curved Lake Meridian, constantly refining his vortex of spiritual power .
The complete Great Way of Immortality Art had already begun to create the vortex of spiritual power from scratch . It built it step by step, and by the time it was completed, close to 12 Spirit Concentration Pills had been consumed . Everyone could see that Wu Yu was devouring Spirit Concentration Pills like a god, and his body seemed completely unaffected .
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