My Fury Will Burn The Heavens Chapter 159 - Burning The Devil-Sky Silk

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"Don't go ask him for help!"

Just as Zhan Wushuang was preparing to go seek for help from Zhuge Qingyun, Jiang Yi suddenly spoke of something with a m.u.f.fled mouth. Zhan Wushuang and Ji Lao looked at each other helplessly and sighed. Jiang Yi was great at everything, but he was just too stubborn.

From his perspective—if he was to beg Zhuge Qingyun, it would be like begging Jiang Bieli. Even if Zhuge Qingyun helped him to break out of these restraints, he wouldn't feel comfortable in his heart.

"Is there no other way?"

Jiang Yi opened his mouth and asked again. Grandma Hun and Shui Qianrou were currently separated from it by a huge distance, meaning that they shouldn't be in control of the Devil-Sky Silk. An adult human couldn't possibly be trapped to death by an inanimate object, right?

"There is a way!"

Ji Lao mumbled before speaking, "As long as the spiritual imprint on the Devil-Sky Silk is destroyed, it will become an ownerless object, which will allow you to regain your freedom. In order to destroy the spiritual imprint—apart from soul spirit martial experts, only fire-attribute martial experts can gradually burn off the imprint bit by bit using their blazing flames. The college doesn't have either of these martial experts though. The Zhan Clan does have one fire-attribute martial expert, but there is a problem… he will need at least a month before arriving. Kid, can you hold on for a month?"

"A month?"

Jiang Yi laughed wryly. In a month, he would have turned into a dried-up jerky! His eyes then turned around as though he thought of something. Using blazing flames to burn it? Didn't his Fire Spirit Pearl have a lot of flames? That Black Qilin spat out quite a lot of flames. Didn't Zhan Lin'er tame a Flaming Bird as her spirit beast? It could also spit out flames.

"Flaming Bird?"

When Ji Lao heard Jiang Yi's inquiring voice, he shook his head. "The Flaming Bird's flames are too weak. I'm afraid it may need around one or two months to destroy the imprint."

Sigh… there is no other way. I have to use the Fire Spirit Rock to destroy the Devil-Sky Silk!

Jiang Yi gritted his teeth and turned his eyes, "Wushuang, use some force to attack my abdomen so that the spirit beast talisman can come nearer to my hand. I will first withdraw the demon wolf into the talisman before finding a way to break out of this Devil-Sky Silk."

Jiang Yi's hand was bound and couldn't even touch the spirit beast talisman, which was why he couldn't pour in any essence force. Zhan Wushuang followed Jiang Yi's instructions and consistently punched his abdomen. He would also occasionally hit onto his arm, allowing Jiang Yi's hand to get closer to the spirit beast talisman.

One hour later, Zhan Wushuang was so tired that he was sweating profusely, nearly causing Jiang Yi to spit out some blood. Jiang Yi's arm was nearly fractured, too; it was fortunate that one of his fingers finally got in contact with the talisman.

"Buzz!"

Flowing his essence force into the spirit beast talisman, the Silver-Moon Demon Wolf which was bounded to him tightly, vanished from within the Devil-Sky Silk. Before Jiang Yi could even move, that Devil-Sky Silk quickly contracted and wrapped him into a dumpling again.

After the Silver-Moon Demon Wolf was kept, Jiang Yi could finally let out a breath of relief. The Devil-Sky Silk might have suffocated him, but now, he could use the Fire Spirit Rock to break loose. Of course, it would be best if he didn't have to destroy the Devil-Sky Silk, it was—after all—a rare artifact.

"Everyone, step back a little!"

Jiang Yi shouted with a m.u.f.fled voice. His mind sank within the Fire Spirit Pearl before he immediately channeled some of the blue flames from the Black Qilin and released it.

"Hu-Hu!"

The flames were fuming out from the Fire Spirit Pearl, causing the surrounding air to suddenly heat up. There was a sudden surge of the heat wave, which made Zhan Wushuang and the rest who were standing several feet away feel the fiery heat on their faces.

"This flame is intense. It might really be able to burn off the spiritual imprint!"

Ji Lao was shocked, and he gestured for Zhan Wushuang and Zhan Lin'er to take a few steps back before he shouted to Jiang Yi, "Jiang Yi, don't release too much of the flames. The spiritual imprint has to be slowly burned off. Your flames are intense, but I estimate that it will still need around ten days to two weeks…"

"Ten days to two weeks? I'm going all-out!"

Jiang Yi gritted his teeth and continued to control a small lump of flames to slowly fume out and burn the Devil-Sky Silk. It would truly be a pity to destroy such an artifact. What's more, the Fire Spirit Rock was much too precious to him—every usage counted, and it was best not to use it.

With the Fire Spirit Pearl, he wasn't fearful of the flames. The only frustrating thing was after he released the flames, the Fire Spirit Pearl would automatically absorb it again. This repet.i.tion was making him rather fatigued.

The Fire Spirit Pearl had an ample amount of flames after absorbing the three ma.s.sive lumps from the Black Qilin. If he was to slowly release it—bit by bit, it was enough for him to use for a month.

"Boss, Boss!"

In just a short moment, a troublemaker came dashing in, who was followed behind by Liu Lao and Su Ruoxue who coincidentally b.u.mped into Qian w.a.n.guan. Qian w.a.n.guan was behaving in an imperative manner and was moving very quickly. He didn't stop his footsteps; he nearly fell onto Jiang Yi. Those intensive flames nearly set fire to his brows, hair, and robe.

"Swish!"

Fortunately, Liu Lao managed to pull Qian w.a.n.guan back in time. There was an intense heat on Qian w.a.n.guan's face that forced him to back off with fear. He then looked at Zhan Wushuang and asked with suspicion, "What is Boss doing?"

After Zhan Wushuang's explanation, the nervous expression on Su Ruoxue's beautiful eyes quickly regained composure. But now, the deeper parts of those eyes were filled with worry.

"Sigh—"

Qian w.a.n.guan let out a long sigh and said, "Boss. I have investigated the matter. Shui Qianrou was instigated by Zhangsun Wuji to come seek trouble with you. He had sent someone to cover up Shui Qianrou's tracks; otherwise, Brother Wushuang and I would have received the news. Luckily, luckily—you didn't kill that crazy la.s.s; if not, her mother would definitely kill her way into the college, not even the Princ.i.p.al could save you. Boss, I don't want to say this, but you are too impulsive. You actually dare to kill Shui Qianrou…"

"Hmph!"

Jiang Yi carried on controlling the flames to burn the Devil-Sky Silk while speaking with a m.u.f.fled voice, "I don't care if her mother or father is the deity. That crazy la.s.s nearly took me out. If I have the opportunity, I will still kill her on sight. If her mother is the continent's no.1, does it mean she can kill someone; and they have to sit and wait for death?"

"Uh?"

Qian w.a.n.guan was speechless but sighed with distress. "That crazy la.s.s is still residing at the Spirit Beast City. She even sent out word that she will only return after killing you. Zhangsun Wuji—this b.a.s.t.a.r.d is too vicious to get someone else to do his dirty work."

"Zhangsun Wuji?"

Jiang Yi tone went cold as he lowered his voice. "If I have the chance, I will definitely eliminate him! Alright… stop talking. I have to concentrate on breaking the Devil-Sky Silk. The more I talk, the more energy I use up. Before I even break out of this Devil Sky Silk, I will die from starvation first…"

Everyone promptly stopped talking and silently waited, observing how Jiang Yi was burning the Devil-Sky Silk.

The weird thing was that Jiang Yi was rescued by Ji Lao, and this must have been known by Zhuge Qingyun. However, after such a long time, none of the college's personnel came to investigate.

Zhuge Qingyun naturally knew where Jiang Yi was, and he was seated on his wheelchair in the inner courtyard with Princ.i.p.al Qi at the side. When she saw Zhuge Qingyun shaking his head and letting out a long sigh, she promptly asked, "What is wrong, Princ.i.p.al?"

Zhuge Qingyun let out a bitter laugh. "This kid is really stubborn. He is actually using flames to slowly burn the spiritual imprint on the Devil-Sky Silk. He stubbornly forbade anyone to come seek for my a.s.sistance."

"Hmph!"

Princ.i.p.al Qi spoke with dissatisfaction, "This kid doesn't know the goodwill of others. Why won't he think about… why the Princ.i.p.al would offend the Water Moon Observatory—if it isn't for him? But this kid does have some capability. He actually turned the daughter of Shui Youlan into such a sorry state and could even escape from the pursuit of Grandma Hun? He did provide some honor our college."

"Ke-Ke!"

Zhuge Qingyun let out a subtle laugh. "Don't you worry. Grandma Hun's soul spirit is formidable. This kid's flames will definitely need around two weeks before he can break it. Will he not starve after two weeks? Let's wait and see if he sends anyone to come beg for help."