He threw a punch forward.
’Boom!’
The space ahead seed to collapse.
The friction between the fist and the air produced dazzling flas and blinding blue sparks.
A large mass of visible white air currents instantly ford, swirling chaotically, spreading rapidly.
Three hundred thousand catties of basic strength, then adding a 50% boost.
This punch of mine carries four hundred and fifty thousand catties!
If combined with a second strength boost from the Dragon-Pricking Acupoint, it could easily exceed five hundred thousand catties.
Plus, with the Blood Feeding Spirit Transformation Technique... even Lou Yi himself found it hard to estimate the current limit of his body.
The wolf bone gift is indeed terrifying.
This gift, even among all gifts, belongs to the upper grade.
It’s imaginable that every advancent of this gift, like Swift and tenacity, can bring significant strength increases.
Lou Yi carefully sensed the changes in his qi-blood.
Due to the substantial increase in qi-blood, True Strength had transford from its original purplish-red to a deep purple, becoming more viscous, with an increased density and concentration.
And it seed to have reached a true critical point, an unprecedented level in this world that if it were to increase further, significant changes might occur!
Lou Yi was eager for what this change would be.
He could foresee that his strength might undergo a qualitative transformation.
And along with the enhancent of qi-blood, the eagle in his mind beca more active, with an even more vibrant look in its eyes.
The so-called nourishnt of flesh and blood for the spirit has always been a mutually reinforcing relationship.
Before leaving, adhering to the principle of not wasting anything.
Lou Yi activated the Blood Feeding Spirit Transformation Technique, releasing a blood shadow less than a foot long and very indistinct, which pounced on the corpse of the Young Wolf Lord.
Within a few breaths, his powerful body was sucked dry.
anwhile, Lou Yi’s blood shadow instantly grew to over six feet, surpassing the amount he had accumulated in the previous half-year.
This demonstrates the terrifying qi-blood contained within a top-level wolf demon...
After advancing the Demon Summoning Scripture and killing the wolf demon, Lou Yi returned to Yi City with a bountiful harvest.
"Young Master Liu, you’re back. Must be tired, quickly have so tea!" Kang the Fourth greeted Lou Yi warmly, pouring tea and attending to his needs.
A complete change from his earlier rchant deanor, making Lou Yi a bit uncomfortable.
"Old Kang, if you have sothing to say, just say it." Lou Yi said.
"Well, earlier it was my foolishness and greed, inconsiderately charging more. Please, Young Master Liu, do not mind." Kang the Fourth began to apologize for his previous exploitative actions.
"We agreed on it beforehand, and I accepted, so what’s wrong with that?" Lou Yi waved his hand dismissively.
Even though the other party raised the price on the spot, he had agreed to it.
Besides, traveling to the Hundred Herb Valley during this season indeed carried significant life risks.
"No, no, it was just my greed clouding my judgnt." Kang the Fourth circled around before finally revealing his thoughts, "This silver, I dare not keep any of it from you, Young Master Liu. I just have an immodest request..."
"Please speak, old man."
"I am old, and all worldly concerns have faded except for one foolish apprentice I’m worried about." Kang the Fourth glanced at Niu Dasha, who was working hard not far away, and said,
"This Big Fool has innate divine power; I knew since he was young that he was a good candidate for martial arts training.
But in this world, martial artists do not rank high. Fighting and killing are dangerous; only an Immortal Master can stand on top.
Therefore, when martial artists wanted to take him as an apprentice before, I drove them away."
"But after this trip, I’ve realized how ignorant I was, sitting like a frog at the bottom of a well. There are martial artists like Young Master Liu, who are extraordinary." Kang the Fourth’s expression was sowhat excited,
"I wonder if Young Master Liu would be willing to take Big Fool as a disciple. I won’t say much else, a ceremony for accepting a disciple is already prepared..."
After speaking, Kang the Fourth handed Lou Yi a bulging bag, looking at him nervously, fearing rejection.
Lou Yi looked at Niu Dasha, who was sweating but had a cheerful expression while working hard, and couldn’t help but smile, "Big Fool indeed has good talent. The most comndable thing is his innocent heart.
If you don’t mind, old man, he can follow to Ping’an Village, where I will appoint him as the Sect Leader of a branch there."
Kang the Fourth indeed had a keen eye, Lou Yi thought.
In this world, the immortal path is mainstream, and martial artists do not rank high; this notion is deeply ingrained.
Even though he had shown exceptional martial prowess.
Generally, people would not change their view of martial artists even if they witnessed it.
However, Kang the Fourth was able to adapt his thinking in a tily manner, showing great flexibility.
"Ping’an Village?" Kang the Fourth’s face bead as he heard Lou Yi grant his request, "I know of it; it’s not far from here."
A few dozen miles away, Ping’an Village.
A small old city gate, only seven to eight feet in height, with the walls covered in jagged cracks.
The guards atop the city gate were sparse, all of them lethargic, so yawning out of boredom.
The people going in and out mostly wore coarse beast robes, with so exposing their muscular upper bodies, exuding a primitive and wild aura.
At this mont, a group of people in luxurious clothes with extraordinary auras rode into Ping’an Village, contrasting sharply with the local atmosphere, imdiately catching the guards’ attention.
"Stop! Who are you? Get off your horses and co here to register." The guard barked.
But these n and won in fine clothes seed not to hear, still leisurely sitting on their horses, chatting among themselves.
"Did Lou Yi really co from this desolate place? The people inside must be uneducated and rude."
"Let’s first capture his kin, then force him out, and see how Wen Bai died!"
"If it was indeed done by that You or Bi-nad female cultivator, no matter their extraordinary background, they must pay the price!"
"Who are you people?!" The guard, seeing that these strangers were ignoring him, couldn’t help but get angry.
"Annoying!"
A young man in red in his twenties furrowed his brow and waved his hand.
Suddenly, a black, semi-transparent spirit whip appeared in mid-air, striking the guard with a ’swish’, eliciting a scream.
A deep wound appeared across the guard’s chest, revealing bone and flesh inside—a truly pitiful sight.
"Stop!"
"How dare you!"
A dozen or so guards at the entrance of Ping’an Village all unsheathed their sabers, nocked their arrows, aiming at these finely dressed n and won.
Simultaneously, soone hurried into the city, reporting the anomaly.
Soon, a large group of robust beast-robed n rushed out, each ard and armored, exuding a nacing aura.
Leading them was Sang Peng, whom Lou Yi hadn’t seen in a long ti, the handso young man from Ping’an Village, with dark skin and a head full of little braids.
Sang Peng, looking ill-tempered, glared at these uninvited guests and shouted angrily: "Why did you hurt our people? Unless you give a reasonable explanation, I fear you won’t leave here safely."
"Where is Lou Yi’s family?" A short and stout middle-aged man in black clothes rode forward from the crowd on the other side, asking coldly.
"What do you intend to do?" Sang Peng suddenly beca sowhat suspicious.
"Nothing much." The middle-aged man suddenly revealed a cruel smile, "It’s just that my son might have been killed by him, and I want to have a good chat with his family."
Clearly, this group of people harbored ill intentions.
Sang Peng furrowed his brow, whispered a few words to soone beside him, and that person quickly ran into the city.
Before long, another group of people, dressed distinctly from the locals, hurried out from inside the city.
These individuals were almost all in white, with two prominent black characters ’Wangjiang’ embroidered on their chests.
There was a flamboyant young man holding a folding fan, a one-ard old man with a sword, an old man with disheveled hair and bare feet, and a muscular man holding a pair of golden lons, exuding strong qi-blood...
Among them, the one-ard old man stepped forward and coldly said, "What business do you have with our Sect Leader?"
"Oh, it’s a Sect Leader of a martial arts sect?" A voice full of mocking laughter ca from the group of uninvited guests.
Such a condescending attitude made these white-clothed people’s expressions unsightly.
"Anyone among you who is close to Lou Yi, co with us at once." A finely dressed man sat leisurely on his horse, pointing his whip at the mbers of the Wangjiang Sect.
His words carried an air of command that brooked no refusal.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" The burly man holding the golden lons looked angry, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I’ll smash your heads!"
"Ridiculous martial artists!"
"Ignorant and foolish."
The n and won in fine clothing all displayed looks of disdain.
"Stop wasting ti with them, capture these ignorant martial artists." The short and stout middle-aged man said with a cold voice, "Resist, and kill without rcy!"
As those words dropped, everyone present changed color!
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