Chapter 8 — Young Woman Planting Fields And Elderly Cultivator Family

The Lam family's strength also recovered and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. Everything seems to be developing in a good direction. But we all know, this is just the calm before the storm.

The "old friend" behind ordering Xue Ha Lao Ma will definitely not let go.

That day, I was watering a plant called "Cuu Diep Hoan Hon Thao" in the spiritual field, when my father suddenly appeared next to me.

"Tuc Tuc, come on, I'll take you somewhere."

He said. I followed him to the deepest place in the Lam family's forbidden area, in front of an ancient stone tower. This tower is called "Tran Demon Tower", it is said that inside it suppresses all kinds of demons captured by the Lam family.

“Father, what are we doing here?” I asked.

“Find me someone to practice with.”

My father said and pushed open the heavy stone door of the tower. A stream of cold, tyrannical air rushed into my face from inside the tower. The space in the tower is extremely large, like a private world, inside are kept all kinds of demons with strange shapes, all of them are bound by thick chains. Seeing us enter, they all let out bloodthirsty screams. My father took me straight to the ninth floor, which is also the highest floor. This place only holds one "person". He had more than a hundred purple and yellow chains pierced through his pipa's bones, locked on a giant stone pedestal, his long hair was loose, his appearance could not be seen clearly. But the aura emanating from him was more terrifying than all the demons on the eight floors below combined.

“This is…”

I felt a rapid heartbeat.

“His name is ‘Chien Cuong’.”

My father spoke slowly.

“Fifteen thousand years ago, he was a generation of Demons who roamed the fairy world, killing people like crazy, and in the end, his father personally suppressed him here.”

“Dad took me to meet him…”

“From today onwards, he is the one who trains with you.”

My father looked at me, his eyes calm and steady.

"Tuc Tuc, your actual combat experience is too little. When dealing with someone like Xue Ha, you can win unexpectedly, but when facing a true powerhouse, just relying on natural talent is not enough."

“You must learn to fight and kill in the shortest possible time.”

My father's words shook my heart. Murder... I'm a farmer, I've never even killed a chicken. Chien Cuong on the stone pedestal seemed to hear my father's words. He slowly raised his head, revealing a scarred, extremely fierce face. His eyes flashed with a crazy and bloodthirsty light.

"Lam Thuong Uyen... you want to let this brat... be my practice opponent?"

He curled his mouth, emitting a hoarse, shrill laugh.

“You're afraid I won't die fast enough, so you want him to give me a good time?”

“No.”

My father shook his head.

“I just want before you die, to squeeze out the last bit of your value.”

After speaking, he waved his hand and released a chain on Chien Cuong's body. Chien Cuong's aura immediately skyrocketed.

“Tuc Tuc, come in.”

My father looked at me.

"Remember, here it's not just him who dies, it's the child's death. Don't let dad disappoint you."

I looked at Ma Ton on the stone pedestal like a peerless beast, clutching the pickaxe in his hand. My heart beat wildly, there was fear, but more than that, the fighting spirit was ignited. I took a deep breath and walked step by step up the stone pedestal. My Asura Colonnade begins. 14 Training to fight with Chien Cuong is the most cruel nightmare of my life. Even though he was bound by chains and his strength was unparalleled, his fighting instincts and experience were something I couldn't match even if I spurred his horse. On the first day, he flicked me over a hundred times with one finger, and the bones in my whole body felt like they were falling apart. If my father wasn't by my side to protect me, I'm afraid I would have died a long time ago. The second day, I started to be able to withstand three moves under his hand. On Saturday, I was finally able to use a hoe to leave a white mark on his body. Chien Cuong's initial contempt and disdain gradually turned into surprise, and finally became serious.

“Monster… you brat is truly a monster!”

He looked at my wound quickly recovering under the Hong Mong Purple Qi, his eyes were crazy.

"Your growth rate is even more terrifying than Lam Thuong Uyen in the past!"

I didn't pay attention to his screams, I just silently swung the hoe. Tilling the soil, weeding, sowing, watering, fertilizing, harvesting... We integrate the most familiar farming tasks into every move and fighting style. My moves have no fancy techniques, only the most rustic pragmatism. A hoe slashed down is the clearing. A handful of seeds scattered is the magic formation. A bucket of water thrown out is magical power.

My "Nong Canh Dai Dao" in life and death battles with Chien Cuong, grew crazy in a wild way.

One month later. Ninth floor of Tran Ma Tower. I took the pickaxe and fought with Chien Cuong, whose ten chains had been released. His demonic energy is overwhelming, each move contains destructive power. As for me, in his stormy attack, I was like a green pine tree rooted in the earth, standing motionless. Sometimes my hoe turns into a god that opens up heaven and earth, sometimes it turns into vines that wrap around all things, and sometimes it turns into the spring rain that soothes soundless things.

“Boom!”

Once again there was a violent collision, Chien Cuong and I both retreated. He was breathing heavily, his body was full of large and small wounds. Although my spiritual energy is consumed greatly, my aura is still stable.

“No more fighting! No more fighting!”

Chien Cuong suddenly threw down the magic knife in his hand, sat down on the ground, and began to act mischievously.

"Lam Thuong Uyen, are you looking for someone to practice with? You are looking for someone to torture me! If you continue to fight, I will be beaten to death by your daughter!"

My father stood next to me, stroking his beard and smiling. I retracted my hoe and solemnly bowed to Chien Cuong:

"Thank you for your guidance, senior."

Although this month has been unspeakably painful, my progress has been rapid. I was able to expertly control the power in my body and at the same time apply it in real combat. Chien Cuong looked at me, his eyes complicated, and finally sighed:

“Monster family… the whole family is monsters…”

At this moment, my father's expression suddenly changed. He raised his head to look outside the Town Demon Tower, his eyes immediately sharp as knives.

“They have finally arrived.”

A boundless stream of pressure, making people's hearts beat fast, descended from the sky, covering the entire Van Hai Thien Cung. Under this pressure, the Lam family's mountain protection formation let out groans, unable to bear the burden. In Van Hai Thien Cung, all the Lam family's disciples who were slightly weak in cultivation were forced to kneel on the ground, unable to move. I feel one suffocating pressure. The strength of the coming person is more than a hundred times stronger than Blood River Old Demon!

“Let's go, Tuc Tuc.”

My father looked at me.

“Let's go meet our 'old friend'.”

We leave Tran Ma Tower.