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"Who? Who are you? Get out here right now." Zhou Yu swallowed hard, cold sweat pouring down his back. He felt a chill creeping up his spine and deliberately shouted loudly to calm himself down.
Having just walked through the gates of hell, Wang Yi relaxed his body and gazed into the dim depths of the Deep Forest, trying to see who had arrived.
"Let the girl go and leave immediately." An aged voice echoed from within the forest, boundless yet revealing not a single figure.
"Forward." Zhou Yu's face turned pale. The external Vital Energy and the sound transmission indicated that this person was a Yuan Realm expert. In the Song Kingdom, Yuan Realm experts were all Elders of the Sect or heads of families. Aside from the Top Ten Powerhouses of the Great Song and those Sect leaders, a Yuanjing Warrior could walk freely in the Song Kingdom without anyone daring to provoke them!
"Get lost."
The voice boomed like thunder, resonating through the forest. The branches and leaves shattered upon contact with the shockwave, causing pain in the ears of the three. Zhou Yu, already terrified to the point of mental collapse, was further frightened to his core by this explosive shout. His hands involuntarily released Zhao Ruixue, and he ran toward the forest's edge like a drenched chicken.
"Wang Yi." Zhao Ruixue escaped from danger and hurried over to help Wang Yi up, her eyes filled with concern. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Wang Yi clasped his fists and called out loudly toward the forest, "Thank you for saving my life, senior. May I ask if you could reveal yourself?" The clear stream flowing from the Mysterious Pearl healed his previously broken ankle, and his dried-up Dantian was revitalized by its nourishment.
After a while, there was still no response from within the forest; only the sound of Lin Feng blowing through the trees remained silent.
"Senior." Wang Yi couldn't help but call out again, but what awaited him was merely the rustling sound of Lin Feng brushing against the branches and leaves.
"Wang Yi, that senior has already left," Zhao Ruixue said with a slight frown. "Do you know who he is?"
Wang Yi felt that he had heard that aged voice somewhere before but couldn't recall it no matter how hard he tried.
"I don't know. Perhaps that senior is an extraordinary person who happens to be living in seclusion here!" Wang Yi replied.
"Hey, your foot." Zhao Ruixue exclaimed, her stunning face showing disbelief as she pointed at Wang Yi's feet. Wang Yi's foot had clearly been broken and unable to walk, but why was he now walking as if nothing had happened?
"I'm fine now," Wang Yi replied.
"This... how is this possible?" Zhao Ruixue said, her round mouth agape in shock.
Wang Yi's mind raced; he couldn't let anyone know about the Mysterious Pearl, or the consequences would be unimaginable. So he feigned confusion and said, "Just now, I suddenly felt a surge of Vital Energy entering my body, and then I realized my injuries had healed." He looked at Zhao Ruixue with a puzzled expression.
"Ah! Could it be the work of that mysterious expert from earlier?" Zhao Ruixue furrowed her delicate brows, brushing her slightly disheveled hair back. She regained her composure as a clever woman, her autumn-like eyes flashing with surprise. Then she confidently said, "It must be that!" She glanced at Wang Yi, her bright eyes scanning him up and down as if trying to discern something from him. After a moment, she added, "But why would he save you for no reason?"
"That's what I want to know too," Wang Yi said happily; it seemed that the clever woman's greatest weakness was that she could sometimes be too clever.
"Let's save Li Da first!" Wang Yi suggested quickly when he saw that Zhao Ruixue still had some doubts. He looked at Li Da, who lay unconscious on the ground.
Although Zhao Ruixue was skeptical, seeing Li Da still unconscious and in critical condition made her act swiftly. She gracefully approached and took out a green vial from her waist, administering three pills to Li Da.
Wang Yi also tended to Li Da's left arm wound and stopped the bleeding.
"Alright, I've given him the Healing Elixir. He'll wake up soon," Zhao Ruixue said as she stood up gracefully, exhaling softly.
Wang Yi nodded but then fell silent. Zhao Ruixue gently twirled her hair with her fingers, her exquisite face showing no emotion as she lowered her head in thought. The atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
After a long while, a cough broke the tense silence.
"Don't hurt my sister!" Li Da groggily opened his heavy eyes and mumbled.
"Li Da, we're fine now," Wang Yi was the first to react, helping Li Da up and reassuring him.
Soon, Li Da finally cleared the fog from his mind and saw Zhao Ruixue standing unharmed in front of him. He completely forgot about his severed left arm and joyfully exclaimed, "Sister, are you okay!"
"Ah!" Zhao Ruixue gasped in surprise, awakening from her daze. Her delicate cheeks flushed bright red, like a vibrant rose with thorns.
Wang Yi found this somewhat strange but didn't ask further since Zhao Ruixue quickly regained her composure.
Zhao Ruixue looked quite guilty as she said, "Li Da, I'm sorry. I got you into trouble."
"No, sister, this life was given to me by the master. Now that the master is gone, this life belongs to you," Li Da declared firmly. He smiled while pressing his right hand tightly against his left arm, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "As long as you're safe, even if I, Li Da, lose this life, it will be worth it."
Zhao Ruixue felt a wave of emotion.
"We shouldn't delay; let's leave here first!" Wang Yi suggested.
The three of them then exited the Iron Curtain Mountains and purchased a horse-drawn carriage in a small town at the Mountain Base.
"Wang Yi, thank you," Zhao Ruixue said as she pulled back the rough curtain to reveal her beautiful face. She looked out the window at Wang Yi below, her expression revealing an indescribable feeling, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
Li Da sat at the front of the carriage with his left arm wrapped in a black cloth and held the reins with his right hand, gazing ahead. At this moment, he had no suspicion of Wang Yi; he understood that if Wang Yi truly had any ulterior motives, he probably wouldn't still be here.
"You're welcome." Wang Yi looked at the stunning face behind the window, momentarily speechless. The sunlight poured onto the beautiful woman's face like water, making her seem like a celestial being, unattainable.
In his heart, Zhao Ruixue was a goddess, a woman embodying beauty, intelligence, and grace, and the gap between him and such a woman felt like a chasm that he could never cross.
"I hope to see you in Xiangcheng." After a moment of contemplation, Zhao Ruixue pulled down the curtain, and a charming voice came from the window.
"Wang Yi, goodbye in Xiangcheng." Li Da flashed a grin at Wang Yi, called out cheerfully, and with a flick of his whip, the horse winced in pain and galloped off toward Xiangcheng, leaving only a trace of fragrance in the air.
Wang Yi sighed deeply, mounted his horse, and headed toward Kaiyang Sect.
Inside the house, Wang Yi sat cross-legged on the bed and took out the Fire Spirit Fruit from his Storage Bag. A rich Spiritual Energy quickly spread throughout the room.
As he inhaled the enticing aroma, Wang Yi couldn't help but swallow hard and devoured the Fire Spirit Fruit until only a pit remained.
After a while, he began to circulate the Vital Energy within him. The Vital Energy carried by the Fire Spirit Fruit quickly transformed into a dense energy under the operation of Primordial Energy, filling his meridians. A sensation akin to flames igniting formed within him, burning through his limbs and bones. Wang Yi felt as if he were in a massive furnace; even wisps of white vapor rose from his head. His smooth skin seemed to be on the verge of oozing blood under the abundant Vital Energy, turning crimson from the power of the Fire Spirit Fruit.
The Vital Energy within him spun like a top. Suddenly, a sound echoed from his Dantian. Wang Yi felt as if a vigorous and pure Vital Energy surged into his body, accompanied by cracking sounds from all his bones.
"Ha!" Exhaling a breath of turbid air, Wang Yi opened his tightly shut eyes. They sparkled with vitality and contained two glimmers of golden light.
Transcendence Level Six!
"Good! With my current strength, competing for a spot in the top ten is definitely within reach!" Wang Yi clenched his fists, feeling that his internal power had multiplied several times compared to before. He spoke confidently. At this moment, the only individuals he still feared were Chu Yixuan, Li Gang, Zhao Shanyu, and the elusive Fourth Senior Brother; as for everyone else, Wang Yi was confident he could defeat them.
The backgrounds of the first three individuals are extremely strong, with powerful forces behind them and a continuous supply of Yuan Stones and elixirs. Most importantly, these three not only learned the basic Martial Arts of the Kaiyang Sect but also their family’s Martial Arts, all of which are advanced Martial Arts that cannot be compared to low-level Martial Arts. Therefore, Wang Yi's chances of winning against them are extremely slim. As for the last person, the Fourth Senior Brother is a legendary figure within the Kaiyang Sect, rarely seen and always solitary.
"Advanced Martial Arts." For Wang Yi, a martial artist without any background, obtaining advanced Martial Arts is simply a pipe dream, as these advanced techniques have long been collected by various families and sects. The Martial Arts that have fallen into the hands of commoners are merely low-level techniques.
In the Kaiyang Sect, there is only one way to obtain advanced Martial Arts: to step up the ranks established by the Kaiyang Sect—Outer Sect ordinary disciple, Outer Sect Elite Disciple, Inner Sect ordinary disciple, Inner Sect Elite Disciple—and then there are the core disciples that Wang Yi has never seen. With each level gained, one would receive corresponding Martial Arts.
Thus, this competition is crucial for Wang Yi. As long as he places in the top ten, the Kaiyang Sect will grant him a Second-Rank Martial Technique; placing in the top three would earn him Third-Rank Martial Arts. These are what Wang Yi desperately wants to obtain.
Although there is only a slight difference between Second-Rank Martial Technique and Third-Rank Martial Arts, their power differs vastly. If Wang Yi cultivates Third-Rank Martial Arts while an Eighth Layer martial artist practices Second-Rank Martial Technique, the latter would be no match for him. Of course, this is not absolute; for example, Niu Mengsheng possesses divine strength and can challenge those above his level with ease. Wang Yi has also grasped the principle of overcoming rigidity with flexibility, making it not too difficult for him to deal with martial artists one rank higher than himself.
Strength! This is a world where strength speaks!
Upon returning, Wang Yi learned from Lin Chao that Niu Meng was still in seclusion; it seems he won't come out until he breaks through to Sixfold.
Time flies; there are no years in the mountains. During this half month, Wang Yi has been strengthening his training, using waterfalls to temper his body and practicing punches against giant rocks. Since discovering the terrifying recovery power of the Mysterious Pearl, Wang Yi has trained even more recklessly, undergoing grueling training.
As his physical strength increased, Outer Sect Disciples often saw Wang Yi covered in scars as he emerged from the back mountain.
Madman, demon, reckless—these are the names given to Wang Yi by his fellow disciples. In their eyes, his style of training is nothing short of that of a reckless demon.
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