Chapter 221: Ye Yuan, I'll Protect Him!

"But even if Liquid Realm Second Layer is extremely formidable, it's already the ceiling for the Human Character Camp, right? Isn't the Earth Character Camp too exaggerated?" The duty disciple still found it hard to believe.

"What do you know? Heh heh, it seems the Martial Hall has an interesting fellow. Hey, I want a ten-day Class-A cultivation room. Notify me as soon as one opens up."

With that, Dai Zichen swiped two thousand contribution points on the red light pillar.

Although Class-A cultivation rooms were expensive, they were often fully occupied due to their limited number. Dai Zichen's swipe effectively put him on a waiting list.

Just as Dai Zichen was about to head to the waiting area, five disciples entered through the door.

"I want a Class-B cultivation room, ten days!" The first one said to the duty disciple.

"Me too, ten days!"

"And me!"

"Damn it, I also want ten days! I'll spend all my contribution points if I have to, just so I don't give a single one to that brat Ye Yuan!"

"Exactly! Once Senior Brother Zeng Cheng returns, we'll make that brat pay!"

These were exactly the people like Zeng Yu who had been beaten up by Ye Yuan yesterday.

Ye Yuan making them report and hand over contribution points every day was simply unbearable. Not only was it humiliating, but they also had to give away their hard-earned points.

After some discussion, they came up with a plan: hide inside the cultivation rooms.

Cultivation rooms were off-limits to others; no matter how tough Ye Yuan was, he wouldn't dare barge in and drag them out, would he?

Zeng Yu's older brother Zeng Cheng would be back soon. Once they endured until his return, why would they fear a mere Ye Yuan?

Dai Zichen initially couldn't be bothered with these people, but when he suddenly heard Ye Yuan's name, he became curious.

Could the Ye Yuan they mentioned be the same kid he had just encountered?

"Hey, you lot, who is this Ye Yuan you're talking about?" Dai Zichen asked bluntly.

"Ah, it's Senior Brother Dai! Greetings, Senior Brother Dai. Last time I heard my brother Zeng Cheng say that you excel in both alchemy and martial arts, and even he admires you greatly."

Zeng Yu clearly knew Dai Zichen. Alchemy Hall disciples were highly sought after, and Zeng Yu even brought up Zeng Cheng to curry favor.

Dai Zichen waved his hand impatiently and said, "Answer my question!"

At the mention of Ye Yuan, Zeng Yu's expression instantly turned awkward.

"Ha... haha, he's just a nobody, hardly worth Senior Brother Dai's concern," Zeng Yu said with a forced laugh, trying to brush it off.

"A nobody? Then what about the injury on your face?" Dai Zichen wasn't so easily fooled. Seeing Zeng Yu's expression, he knew something unpleasant had happened between them.

Moreover, these people were clearly injured, obviously on the losing side.

"This... this..." Zeng Yu stammered, unable to speak.

Dai Zichen's face darkened. "I'm asking you, is this Ye Yuan you speak of the one who just joined the sect at Liquid Realm Second Layer?"

"Ah? Yes... yes! Could it be... Senior Brother Dai has already met him?" Zeng Yu didn't know how Dai Zichen knew about Ye Yuan.

Dai Zichen nodded. "Not only have I met him, but we've also crossed hands!"

"Crossed hands?" Zeng Yu was stunned at first, then overjoyed. "Haha, that brat is truly arrogant to dare provoke Senior Brother Dai. He must have been thoroughly beaten by you, right?"

Dai Zichen chuckled. "Not exactly. I missed!"

"Wh... what? Senior Brother Dai missed? How... how is that possible?" Zeng Yu was utterly shocked.

"Cut the crap! If you fail, you fail. Do you think I'd lie to you? Just now, I heard you talking—are you planning to have Zeng Cheng settle accounts with him?" Dai Zichen said with a dark face.

Zeng Yu couldn't figure out Dai Zichen's intention and stammered, "This... this... we..."

"Less nonsense! If you dare to let Zeng Cheng cause him trouble, I'll cause you trouble right now! Also, watch your monthly stipends, hmph! Ye Yuan, I'm protecting him!" Dai Zichen threatened.

"Ah... ah?" Zeng Yu's mind couldn't quite keep up.

Hadn't Dai Zichen just said he had crossed hands with Ye Yuan? Why was he protecting him now?

This was somewhat baffling!

"What 'ah'! I'm asking if you heard me?" Dai Zichen glared.

"Heard... heard! I... we won't cause trouble!" Zeng Yu said weakly.

To be fair, Zeng Cheng and Dai Zichen were not far apart in strength, but the problem was that Dai Zichen was a disciple of the Alchemy Camp!

The core disciples of the Alchemy Camp—which one wasn't arrogant? For no other reason than that they could affect the monthly stipends of the Martial Hall disciples!

The so-called monthly stipend was the pills that disciples received from the sect each month, given free for cultivation.

But these pills were only the most basic ones, and the quantity was not large.

If one wanted better pills, they had to exchange them with contribution points.

But for martial artists, who would complain about having too many cultivation pills?

This was the reason for the arrogance of the Alchemy Camp disciples!

"Good that you heard. Now get in there and cultivate! If I find out you're scheming behind my back, you know the consequences!" With that, Dai Zichen returned to the rest area.

Zeng Yu and the others exchanged glances, their previous arrogance vanishing without a trace.

They had been counting on Zeng Cheng to come back and save face, but now...

Not to mention anything else, Zeng Cheng certainly wouldn't offend Dai Zichen over a Ye Yuan!

...

Ye Yuan didn't know that the burly man had just saved him from trouble; of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

After entering the cultivation room, Ye Yuan directly began to break through to the third layer of Liquid Spiritual Power!

After several major battles, Ye Yuan's realm was already extremely stable; he just hadn't had time to break through.

Now, with a gentle push, Ye Yuan directly broke through that window paper.

A frenzied storm of primal energy formed in the cultivation room, refined through the "Lingzhe Nine Yang Divine Art," ultimately forming nine drops of liquid spiritual power in Ye Yuan's dantian!

At the third layer of Liquid Spiritual Power, Ye Yuan now had twenty-seven drops of liquid spiritual power in his dantian!

And Long Tang, at the fifth layer, only had twenty-five drops!

As his realm improved, the gap between Ye Yuan and other Liquid Spiritual Power martial artists would only grow larger!

"Hmm, this spirit-gathering formation is pretty good; it can withstand my consumption. This thousand contribution points weren't wasted." After breaking through, Ye Yuan was quite satisfied with the grade-A cultivation room.

The primal energy he consumed to break through was more than twice that of an ordinary person. The spirit-gathering formation could continuously supply primal energy, so the thousand contribution points were well spent.

Of course, even if it weren't worth it, he wouldn't feel bad—after all, it was given by someone else, so it didn't matter.

Thus, Ye Yuan spent an entire day consolidating the third layer of Liquid Spiritual Power.

The next day, he took a pill from his storage ring and swallowed it directly.

This was a super-grade Yuanling Pill that Ye Yuan had refined before coming to the sect; he planned to break through to the fourth layer of Liquid Spiritual Power in one go!