These two bottles of healing pills, each containing more than thirty pills, are enough to increase Wuzesheng's recovery speed from six months to five weeks. If Wuzesheng is lucky enough to fully utilize the healing effects of the pills, they might even help him break through the bottleneck of the Nine Hearts in one fell swoop!

Yuanhui finally felt relieved. He had clarified everything at home and the heavy burden in his heart was lifted.

"Senior Elder, please rest here these days and remember not to move around randomly. I have stored plenty of food and supplies here, enough for you to use for some time," Yuanhui suddenly said.

The joyous expression on Wuyan's face froze, and he hesitated before asking, "Young Master, where are you going?"

Yuanhui nodded and said, "I have to return to the academy this time. If I don't go back, there might be trouble."

Wuzesheng didn't ask further about why he had to return to the academy, as the current Yuanhui gave him a premonition. The young master in front of him was no longer just a young master of the Wu family, but more like a confident king. If someone touched his reverse scale, he would surely be angered and unstoppable!

"I understand, Young Master... I mean, Master, you can rest assured and go! I will make sure to take good care of your body when you return."

Wuzesheng strengthened his resolve, tightly holding the two bottles of healing pills given to him by Yuanhui. He was determined to strive forward and keep pace with the young master, as he was the esteemed Senior Elder of the Wu family.

With renewed determination, Wuzesheng's fighting spirit ignited.

Returning to the academy had its reasons. When Yuanhui was being pursued, he discovered that the snowy mountain concealed many spirit herbs that could be used as bait. These precious herbs, not to mention he was only halfway up the mountain. If he could go further up, there might be even more valuable herbs waiting.

On that day, there were power struggles around the Tianxueshan that triggered avalanches, and even the peak of the Tianxueshan was flattened for unknown reasons.

"But the outcome of the matter was not as expected!"

There were rumors that scouts discovered that a peerless expert was lurking on the mountaintop and nearly lost their lives. Therefore, for the past half month, nobody dared to investigate by climbing up the mountain.

This was the perfect opportunity, as Yuanhui was also somewhat afraid of those two peerless experts. Currently, the only thing he could do was to quickly enhance his strength, but this was a long process of cultivation.

Normal cultivation methods were no longer effective for him. Having practiced the fierce Meteor Sword Art and enhanced his agility with the Ghost Shadow Step continuously, his physique was far beyond ordinary cultivators'. Even the Mid-Realm Ghost King would struggle against him.

All of this was due to the digestion of the Meteor Sword Art, which reignited his desire to obtain more valuable herbs.

The Meteor Sword Art in his body acted as a natural guide, and if expensive herbs were used to ease the discomfort from breakthroughs, leveling up would become easier.

At noon, in front of the palace gates, Yuanhui was quietly planning to sneak out.

However...

"Yuanhui, if you want to leave the Wu Family's palace without even saying hello to your elder sister, does that mean you don't value me?"

"Uh... Sister Tong'er, I'm really busy right now. How about some other day?"

As Yuanhui tried to avoid Tong'er and Prince Luo, who were behind him, and pretend as if nothing had happened, Tong'er's face darkened as she approached him and delivered a swift kick to his abdomen.

Having practiced for so long, Yuanhui had already seen through this kick and didn't even need to dodge given the minimal force behind it. It seemed that Tong'er wasn't being too harsh.

"Heh, Sister Tong'er, what a kick..."

He meant to say this, but Tong'er's kick suddenly became incredibly unorthodox; the force behind it differed from her usual straightforward kicks.

Feeling the force of Tong'er's kick, Yuanhui's internal organs boiled, and he found it hard to catch his breath as he was sent flying and crashed heavily into the palace wall.

"Uh, Sister Tong'er... You!"

"I don't know why, but you're becoming more and more disobedient. Always hiding things from your elder sister and going places she can't see you, it will end badly for you."

"Really? I find that most of the things that end badly aren't because of you."

"If you complain, try defeating me. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave my quarters from today onwards."

"..."

Since when did Tong'er become so domineering? Yuanhui wondered.

"Hehe, if you want to go out... hehe!"

"How about this?"

"Cross this hurdle of mine, and if you can defeat me, I'll allow you to leave, and..."

"And?"

Tong'er seemed to be struggling to lay out the conditions, surprising even Yuanhui himself.

"And... I can make you the nineteenth elder of the Wu Family's inner sect!"

...

Yuanhui, donning armor and carrying a large sword on his back, arrived.

Looking from the bottom of the mountain upwards, the cloud-shrouded mountaintop appeared as if a large chunk had been forcibly sliced off, making the peak exceptionally flat.

Yuanhui, in awe, muttered to himself, "It's a good thing I managed to escape quickly that day; otherwise, I might have been buried here."

The foot of the Tianxueshan was as desolate as ever, a place for the disciples of the sects to train where ordinary people dare not tread. The mountain abounded with spiritual beasts and demonic entities, and the avalanche that day likely buried many. Despite this, the area remained perilous.

Now the Tianxueshan had been declared a forbidden place by the Wu clan's sects. Only those with the Wu surname and those related dared to enter, which benefited Yuanhui.

Under these circumstances of opportunity, Yuanhui could easily enter the Tianxueshan without having to hide.

As he entered the snow-covered forest, the towering cedars swayed in the clear breeze, inducing a sense of tranquility that was soon disrupted by faint cries of unknown creatures within the woods.

Moving swiftly through the snow-covered forest, Yuanhui felt his semi-condensed spiritual core shifting like a compass needle, pointing out many targets.

This part of the mountain from the other side was unexpectedly much richer in valuable herbs than where he previously stood, even his spiritual core hesitated on which to choose.

In his excitement, Yuanhui, who had just entered the snowy forest, noticed several figures emerging around him. Upon closer inspection, he realized they were inner sect disciples of the Wu clan.

"Three inner sect disciples of the Wu clan. They seem to be in the early stage of the Nine Hearts, close to my level... or so I deceive myself," Yuanhui's pupils contracted as he immediately identified their strength.

"Who are you, daring to trespass into the Tianxueshan! Don't you know this place is under the control of my Wu clan and no one is allowed inside?"

The foremost disciple of the Wu clan drew his sword and aimed to kill Yuanhui, the intruder.

"Wu clan disciples... when did they become so overbearing, resorting to life-threatening moves from the start?"

Before Yuanhui could speak, the disciple rushed forward, utterly unreasonable in his actions.

The lackeys from the Wu clan saw Yuanhui's attire but found no specific mark to prove he was not a sect disciple. They didn't bother discerning his cultivation level either, presuming him to be just a normal hunter attempting to enter the mountain for hunting.

Kacha! Yuanhui effortlessly intercepted the lethal strike with his fingers, blocking a fatal blow from the Nine Hearts.

"This guy is unidentified, he must be executed!"

The subsequent words were even more domineering. Without a word, Yuanhui prepared to slay the disciple, displaying an arrogant and tyrannical attitude.

Witnessing Yuanhui's display of power against three peers, defeating one of the disciples in a crushing manner, the other two disciples' expressions changed instantly.

"He's a tough nut to crack. Quickly, call for reinforcements..."

In an attempt to signal for help, the two disciples were interrupted by Yuanhui. He threw a sword qi from his hand, splitting the gunpowder canisters in their possession, and swiftly leaped to the final disciple attempting to flee.

Kacha!

With a strong grip, he twisted the weapon of the disciple 360 degrees, all within a split second. The three Wu clan inner disciples stood bewildered, hesitant to make a move, while Yuanhui merely clapped his hands. Apart from some common pills and provisions, he retrieved a map of the Tianxueshan from the first disciple who charged at him, showing the distribution of the sect disciples at the foot of the mountain.

"Come on, all three of you, who sent you here, tell me!"

"What right do you have to give us orders?!"

"That's right, our teacher is a primary-level warrior of the Mysterious Realm. If you dare to act recklessly..."

"Dammit, why do these two only show off their backing?" Yuanhui inwardly lamented. He took advantage of the idle moment to explore their weaknesses.

The outer region of the Tianxueshan was patrolled by five generals from the inner sect. Although they hesitated to enter the Tianxueshan themselves, they didn't want other minor clans to gain an advantage, essentially allowing the clan to reap the mountain's resources.

Observing the distribution of clans in the area he occupied — controlled by the Xiaojia clan — but noting several patrols of disciples ahead, Yuanhui wore a cold smile and thought to himself:

"The Wu clan has played their cards well this time."

However, with Wusan Guang present, all their plans would be thwarted...

With a plan in mind, Yuanhui decided that all efforts of the Wu clan disciples patrolling here would be in vain.