King of Creation Chapter 1653: 1638: The Young Master’s Wisdom

Capítulo 1653: Chapter 1638: The Young Master’s Wisdom

Within a courtyard on Five Immortals Island, Yuann Hongying's wounds had steadied following the intake of vast quantities of elixirs and three days of serene rest.

The grave burns from the Heavenly Thunder Spirit Fire started to suppurate intensely once seawater touched them, turning deadly.

Without the abundance of elixirs Yuann Hongying carried and his robust cultivation base, any ordinary cultivator would suffer a sharp drop in strength even if they pulled through.

Nevertheless, full recovery for Yuann Hongying would still demand at least another ten days.

As the Young Master awoke, Eunuch Fuq and Grandma Mao's faces brightened with delight at once.

“Young Master, I've readied a restorative broth for you. Allow me to fetch it. Take a sip to restore your vigor.”

Eunuch Fuq gazed at Young Master Yuann Hongying with some worry.

For Young Master Yuann Hongying, the defeat's bodily harm mattered less; the real issue lay in his mentality and spirit!

Should the Young Master sink into despair from this blow, it would spell utter ruin.

Eunuch Fuq's concern grew upon noticing Young Master Yuann Hongying's awakened look, brimming with frustration and lacking any vitality.

The familiar resolve, vigor, and spark in his eyes had utterly faded, leaving him dull and listless.

Eunuch Fuq's heart plummeted; his gravest worry had materialized.

“Is the whole world mocking me, Yuann Hongying, for my arrogance and self-inflicted humiliation?”

“Has my clash with Di Kuohai echoed across the entire Primordial Continent? Am I now the butt of jokes everywhere?”

Bitterness overwhelmed Yuann Hongying, who shunned thoughts of his clan. The Nine Realms Divine Eyes Spirit Formation, set by Yuann Yinying, had seized every moment and transmitted it home.

To his whole family, he was no longer just a joke—he had become a stain on the Holy Eagle Family's honor!

At that realization, Yuann Hongying balled his fists hard, nails gouging his palms as blood streamed out.

“Young Master, it's not like that…”

“Eunuch Fuq, spare me the lies! I'm no fool; I grasp your intent, but this time…”

This time, urgency gripped Eunuch Fuq, for reality diverged sharply from Young Master Yuann Hongying's fears. Yuann Yinying's role had twisted events into something odd and unforeseen.

“Young Master, things aren't as you imagine…”

“If not as I imagine, then what? Stop misleading me!” Yuann Hongying cut off Eunuch Fuq again.

In desperation, Eunuch Fuq bellowed, “Young Master, post your loss, the Third Master openly defied Di Kuohai with a three-strike pact, only to fall in the end too!”

Eunuch Fuq bellowed the details to Yuann Hongying.

Stunned, Yuann Hongying bolted upright in bed, exposing the worm-like scars riddling his chest.

“Really?”

“Is it true?” Yuann Hongying pressed twice.

“Completely true!”

“Even this old servant, with all the audacity under heaven, wouldn't jest about the Third Master!”

“What exactly transpired? Spill it now!” A spark ignited in Yuann Hongying's dulled gaze.

Under Yuann Hongying's barrage of queries, Eunuch Fuq took almost two hours to recount the full three-strike showdown between Yuann Yinying and Ye Zhen.

Yuann Hongying absorbed every bit, probing deeply into countless details.

Once finished, the gloom lifted from Yuann Hongying's face; his eyes gleamed anew, transforming him into a reborn soul bursting with life.

Eunuch Fuq at last eased the knot in his chest.

He owed thanks to Third Master Yuann Yinying for this.

Yuann Hongying had launched his own challenge and lost publicly to Ye Zhen—in the most wretched, humiliating fashion.

That rout had plunged Yuann Hongying into deep despair.

His pride, status, and reputation felt crushed beneath Di Kuohai's boot.

How could he ever face his kin or the realm's powerhouses again?

Yet Third Brother Yuann Yinying had also tumbled to Di Kuohai.

Though limited to three moves, Third Brother—a half-step Dao Realm powerhouse with victories over full Dao Realm foes—had fallen.

Thus, Yuann Hongying's defeat to the centuries-younger Ye Zhen seemed neither unfair nor humiliating.

Not his frailty, but the foe's overwhelming might explained it.

With Third Brother Yuann Yinying down too, his own setback felt utterly ordinary.

Suddenly, purpose and vibrancy flooded back into Yuann Hongying's world!

“Hand it over!”

Yuann Hongying seized the restorative soup from Grandma Mao and gulped it down. Then, head high, he declared, “Eunuch Fuq, I get it now!

I see the intent behind Father's blueprint for my path. Eunuch Fuq, from this day, we'll stick to Father's cultivation itinerary, embracing isolation to hone my power.

Soon, I'll confront Di Kuohai squarely and crush him!” Yuann Hongying's fists tightened with surging might!

Eunuch Fuq grinned and nodded, then his face hardened, “Young Master, that brat Di Kuohai lingers on Five Immortals Island. Shall I go dispatch him to avenge you?”

At those words, Yuann Hongying's brows shot up, “How sure are you of victory—and escaping unscathed?”

The one who humbled his third brother Yuann Yinying—now Yuann Hongying pondered deploying aides to erase him as a viable ploy.

Yuann Hongying even schemed darkly: should Eunuch Fuq slay Di Kuohai, third brother Yuann Yinying might carry that disgrace forever.

Though he too bore Di Kuohai's defeat, with mighty third brother shouldering the brunt first, his own share of scorn dwindled to nothing.

“That boy's low-grade postnatal spirit treasure sword acts oddly. It erupted with mid-grade postnatal spiritual treasure might—and surpassed it.

That freakish acquired spirit sword drops my assassination odds against Di Kuohai to seventy percent!

On Five Immortals Island, post-kill, my escape odds stand at fifty percent!” Eunuch Fuq stated.

“Just seventy percent for the kill? Fifty for safe retreat?” Yuann Hongying's brows knitted fiercely.

As the adage says, 'failure forges wisdom.' After two flops against Ye Zhen, plus losing Hongqing Realm's Void Cloud Sea, Yuann Hongying's string of setbacks spurred swift maturity and wariness.

“Your assurance rests on Di Kuohai's known prowess, yet even grasping it fully yields just seventy to eighty percent.

Heaven knows what aces he hides for survival.”

“Here, trim your odds further. Assassination success might dip below seventy percent, and post-success escape surely under fifty percent.”

With that, Yuann Hongying's brows lifted, “No, far too hazardous! Risk of entrapment or unmasking is excessive.”

Eunuch Fuq offered no counter; Young Master Yuann Hongying's breakdown rang true. “Young Master, even if Five Immortals Island unmasks me, what then? Would they enforce island rules on the Young Master?”

“True, they'd never touch me, but they'd hammer you and Grandma Mao,” Yuann Hongying countered.

Those words shook Eunuch Fuq, stirring intricate emotions in his gaze.

He saw how the Young Master's half-year of setbacks had forged more growth than a decade prior.

“Drop it; no more talk of this. With my resources, a few years of dedicated cultivation along Father's path, wielding his provisions, Di Kuohai falls easily.

Yet without your aid, treading Father's steps would elude me!” Yuann Hongying affirmed.

“Young Master, such wisdom!” Eunuch Fuq bowed deeply, inwardly praising Third Master with boundless thanks.

Without Third Master Yuann Yinying witnessing Young Master's fall, recovery might have evaded him this time.

In the void, hauling the shrunken Five-clawed Silver Dragon with strain, Yuann Yinying's visage darkened like storm clouds.

His sharp mind had pieced together the hints.

Recalling his idiotic three-move pact with Di Kuohai, he realized he'd become the sheltering giant for the shamed Yuann Hongying.

Instantly, limelight engulfed him, shoving the freshly sunk Yuann Hongying into shadows.

That notion made Yuann Yinying itch to strike himself.

What folly!

He could've savored Yuann Hongying's flop, his world's end, his life's wreck.

But his meddling let Yuann Hongying fail—yet the world held firm!

Eyes on the diminished, comatose Five-clawed Silver Dragon trailing him, Yuann Yinying drowned in remorse!

Regret gnawed at him to near-vomiting!

As Yuann Yinying wallowed in bitter regret, Ye Zhen wailed in agony within Five Blessings Inn's underground chamber on Five Immortals Island.

Chief Eunuch Yu Chao’en's directive allowed three months to return to Luoyi.

Thus, fresh with heaps of Five-clawed Silver Dragon Essence Blood, Ye Zhen opted not to haste back.

He chose two months of secluded refinement in the inn's basement, harnessing the Five-clawed Silver Dragon Essence Blood to skyrocket his cultivation before departing.

After all, greater power bred greater assurance.

Yet Ye Zhen never foresaw the Five-clawed Silver Dragon True Dragon Essence Blood's potency exceeding his estimates tenfold.

If immersion in Five-clawed Silver Dragon True Dragon Essence Blood brought torment like brutal dismemberment, then prior dips in Blue-scaled Dragon King True Dragon Essence Blood resembled light scratches!

That was the excruciating gap!