41 The Maniac Cultivator; Alvina Rodriguez!

Just on his way back to his Heavenly Abode. He caught sight of something...or better still, someone. Someone that made his eyes get narrowed to points...as terrifying killing intent gushed out of his body...almost akin to an avalanche or perhaps a volcano's eruption. The killing intent was so intense...to the extent whereby a corporeal form of a kind of ghost was slowly appearing behind Fenix.

He closed his eyes as he breathed heavily...and immediately afterwards. He immediately moved...as he dissapeared away from sight.

A peerless beauty stood on a platform...her short petite body radiated a peerless aura...her beauty was simply that of perfection...her body radiated an intense holiness...crimson pupils...rosy like lips. Everything about her screamed of...perfection.

She is truly the epitome of beauty...she is none other than: Alvina Rodriguez.

The second...also the youngest daughter of the Marquis.

Alvina didn't fail to notice the terrifying killing intent from...Fenix. With her seventh level cultivation-Meridian/pulse opening and enhancement stage. It would be impossible not to have noticed such an intense killing intent...she had a narrowed brow as no matter how hard she thought about it.

She hadn't met the guy before...she certainly hadn't met a guy as handsome as he is...well except for the narcissistic Lin Feng. Therefore she could only dismiss it away...

'perhaps it isn't directed at me...or maybe he just remembered something.'

And indeed...he remembered something. A Nightmarish scene that caused him to dig his fingers into his palms.

He remembered the scene of his clan getting eradicated...and it was all because of the girl!!

It was all because of Alvina!

Who would have thought the girl had easily reached the seventh stage after just a month and half...what a monstrous talent!

Yet this wouldn't stop him from getting his revenge.

No matter what it takes...am going to erase her from the surface of existence...and then kill everyone behind the eradication of the Asura clan.

Fenix made this vow as his eyes glowed red...perhaps from intense anger or perhaps from the sadness of having to relieve the Nightmarish moments once again.

The appearance of Alvina...had sparkled the flames within Fenix heart. The flames that seemed to have been dying...were fully awoken!

The devilish Fenix was now back in his full glory!...unlike never before.

He had a cold look on his face as he immediately stopped on his tracks...upon second thought. He decided to visit the various chambers.

This time around...he would train like never before. Whatever it took him to destroy the girl...he would make sure he did it...no matter how hellish it might be.

He couldn't help but remember the scene...when Damien had easily defeated her...which lead to the eradication of the clan...and then...the creation of the now...him!

His eyes got closed...then got opened. As he exhaled deeply. The fiery glint within his eyes immediately got concealed...waiting for the right time to awaken and...strike!

He immediately visited the Thunder refinement mystic chamber.

Appearing before the Deacon...he had a cold look on his face as he immediately entered into the mystic chamber.

The Deacon upon seeing his uniform... immediately realized Fenix status...he gave a slight nod.

As Fenix had already long dissapeared into the mystic chamber. His chest heaved up and down continously. As he seemed to be finding it hard to control the killing intent burning furiously within him.

That hatred...that anger...it was just too overwhelming!!

He immediately tapped on the sixth tier of the Lightning Refinement column...and immediately afterwards. He experienced a terrifying pain...countless thunderbolts, purplish in color stuck him continously. As he felt his bones...and organs being destroyed continously. Yet being immediately repaired by the true origin martial essence.

Blood rapidly dripped down from his body, as his entire body slowly got soaked in blood...his own blood. As he clenched his teeth tightly...veins popping up continously....his eyes bloodshot as he tried his best to stay awake.

This hatred...he would keep to heart...all the pain...he would pay back in tens of fold. Perhaps this seemed to serve as some sort of relief...as despite the terrifying thunderbolts that struck him...those meant to be faced by those at the sixth stage.

He continued to hold on...due to his intense hatred...willpower and the mysterious healing prowess of the true origin martial essence...he was able to always be on the edge of death.

Just one step into the grave...and just one step into the waking world...

This continued for a long time...

Time passed by...and within the blink of an eye. It had already been three months since he started his arduous and perhaps...crazy cultivation routine. He visited so many mystic chambers...and came out so bloodied that he had earned the name...the maniac cultivator!

Added to his madman and crazy status...many really feared him. And due to his previous actions...they regarded him as some sort of devil.

Which was actually good...since due to this. He didn't have anyone unnecessary coming to challenge him and fight him...he was able to train to his heart contentment.

"Finally at the peak of the sixth stage-Muscles and Tendons Strengthening Stage.

Not only did I surpass the fifth stage-viscera training stage but I even reached the peak of the sixth stage...though all this couldn't have been accomplished without the meridian strengthening pill -a pill meant to be used by a seventh stage cultivator."

With it...and with the various crazy trainings he had indulged in. He was able to reach the peak of the sixth stage within 3 months.

He had a cold look on his face...as he didn't mind the red blood that continously dripped down his body...as it trickled down his skin. He seemed to have become used to this...perhaps even immune to it.

As he immediately passed by the Deacon... immediately making way for his heavenly abode.

Arriving at his heavenly abode...he slept for a long time.

And finally woke up after some days...three days to be exact.

Upon waking up...he had a light smile on his face as he stretched his body before immediately freshening up.

Some minutes flashed by...and just when he finished bathing and wearing his uniform. A knock suddenly reached his ears.

His eyebrows got raised as he murmmured.

"What's it this time around."

But this didn't stop his legs from moving...appearing before the door. He immediately opened it as he was met with a tall figure.

A male that towered over two meters in height...sturdy body or physique and radiated intense pressure suddenly spoke.

"All Heavenly Disciples are mandated to participate in the Heavenly-Core Disciple Exchange."

From the words...Fenix was able to ascertain some facts. And among them...there was one that caused a wide grin to spread acroas his face.

'That girl is also most probably this so called core disciple of the Martial House...therefore I might get to face her through the exchange.'

He had a wide grin on his face as he spoke.

"Alright...let's get going."

And immediately afterwards...he and the core disciple immediately left. As they both headed for the Combat Arena...