Once Zhou Yan advanced to the Spirit Saint realm, the Zhou family would truly have no say for him, Zhou Xiong.
"You, you actually broke through. Truly, heaven envies the talented."
At this moment, Zhou Hu couldn't help but sigh. Although he had also broken through, he was stuck at the peak of the seventh stage of Spirit Scholar and had been unable to advance for a long time.
And now, his son had already broken through to the Spirit King realm.
This was simply despair-inducing.
"Hmph! Zhou Yan, you are indeed exceptionally talented, but it is impossible to raise your cultivation to the Spirit Sect realm within three months! I advise you to give up on advancing!"
Zhou Hu's expression was extremely grim. He said unyieldingly.
"Heh heh, there's no need for Second Uncle to worry about that. I know what I'm doing!" Zhou Yan said with a smile.
"Hmph, it's good that you know what you're doing!"
Zhou Hu's expression remained unfriendly.
Afterward, Zhou Yan, too lazy to bother with Zhou Hu anymore, turned around and said to those experts at the seventh and eighth stages of Spirit Scholar, "From now on, all of you will follow Zhou Xiong. Don't worry, I will guarantee your safety."
Hearing Zhou Yan's words, everyone looked at him gratefully and said respectfully, "Many thanks, Young Master."
"En!" Zhou Yan nodded with satisfaction.
"Alright, you can all go back now," Zhou Yan waved his hand and said.
Then, Zhou Hu led these experts at the seventh and eighth stages of Spirit Scholar and quickly left the Zhou Manor.
He knew that his son must have had something to hide from him, but he had no choice.
Because these people were bought by Zhou Yan.
"Father, don't worry. I won't let Zhou Yan harm you!" Seeing Zhou Xiong's worried expression, Zhou Hu said.
"Alas, I hope so!" Zhou Xiong sighed lightly and then also left the Zhou Manor.
Afterward, Zhou Yan also led these people to a small courtyard within the Zhou Manor.
At this moment, a girl was in this courtyard, and behind her stood a young man. This young man was none other than Zhou Yan.
"Brother Zhou Yan." Seeing Zhou Yan arrive, a trace of joy appeared on the girl's pretty face.
"Yun'er, why are you here? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me unless it's important? Have you forgotten?" Zhou Yan said.
"Brother Zhou Yan, I missed you!" The girl named Zhao Yun said.
Hearing this, Zhou Yan shook his head slightly, said nothing, and walked directly into the house, closing the door.
"Hmph, I don't believe you won't obediently surrender this time." Zhao Yun gritted her teeth and said.
She knew that Zhou Yan must have been in seclusion during this period, otherwise, he would have returned to see her long ago.
Thinking of this, a smile suddenly appeared on Zhao Yun's face, and she thought to herself: Brother Zhou Yan, even if you break through to the Spirit Saint realm, won't you still have to surrender at my feet?
"Yun'er, you haven't left yet?" At this moment, a clear voice sounded, and then the door was pushed open, and a woman in a white long dress walked towards them gracefully.
Her beautiful eyes held a hint of tenderness, like a spring breeze blowing.
"Sister."
"Sister, are you finally willing to come back?" Zhao Yun said, looking at the woman in white.
"Yun'er, didn't you say you were in seclusion? Why are you at the Zhou Manor?" the woman in white asked.
"Hmph, I came to see Brother Zhou Yan. Sister, while you were away, Brother Zhou Yan visited you every day!" Zhao Yun said displeasedly.
Hearing this, a blush instantly appeared on the woman in white's cheeks. She shyly lowered her head and said softly, "Yun'er, what nonsense are you talking about? Your Brother Zhou Yan and I have nothing going on."
The woman in white was named Zhao Xinyan, Zhao Yun's own sister.
"I don't care, Brother Zhou Yan will marry me as his wife in the future anyway."
"Yun'er, what are you being so unreasonable for? Our Zhao family does not allow marriage to be decided by oneself. How can you be so reckless?" Hearing Zhao Yun's words, Zhao Xinyan couldn't help but reprimand her.
"Oh, Sister, I know I was wrong. I won't say this again in the future. Please forgive me."
After hearing this, Zhao Xinyan's mood finally eased a lot.
"Alright, Yun'er, stop making trouble and go back to cultivate quickly," Zhao Xinyan exhorted.
"Sister, then you must hurry back!"
"Okay, you go back first, and I'll be back later."
Zhao Yun nodded and then left, returning to her small building to continue cultivating.
Meanwhile, Zhou Yan was sitting in the courtyard, waiting for Zhao Xinyan. After all, he had promised Zhao Xinyan that he would try his best to reach the sixth stage of Spirit Master within three days. At that time, he would lead his subordinates at the fifth stage of Spirit Scholar to participate in the Zhou family's auction feast, where he would use the Zhou family to solidify his position.
And at this moment, two months had passed since Zhou Yan entered seclusion, and his strength had reached the fourth stage of Spirit Master.
Zhou Yan also discovered something.
That was, Zhou Yan's soul power had become much stronger.
Previously, when he was at the first stage of Spirit King, he could sense the existence of the ninth stage of Spirit King. However, now, when he broke through to the fourth stage of Spirit Master, his sensing ability had reached the eighth stage of Spirit Master, and it was even more powerful.
"What exactly is going on? Could it be because of that Marrow Cleansing Pill?" Zhou Yan asked doubtfully.
"It seems that this Marrow Cleansing Pill is indeed an extremely precious pill that can help one's soul power break through to the Spirit King realm!"
"It seems I must find an opportunity to get my hands on this pill."
Then, Zhou Yan began to cultivate again.
...
Time slowly passed.
In the blink of an eye, another month went by.
On this day, Zhou Yan opened his eyes. His body was filled with powerful spiritual energy, and his aura had become very formidable.
"It seems that this time, my soul power can also reach the ninth stage of Spirit King!"
Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Zhou Yan's lips.
"Hoo!" Zhou Yan exhaled a breath of turbid air, then he walked out of the room, ready to find someone to spar with and see what level he had reached now.
Afterward, Zhou Yan walked to an open space.
"Young man, you want to spar too!"
"That's right, I want to challenge you!" Zhou Yan said indifferently.
"Oh? Then I will fulfill your wish!"
Zhou Yan did not expect this young cultivator to be so arrogant as to challenge him.
Although he disdained to fight with such a weakling, if it could bring him more glory in the outside world, it would be worth it.