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The Gray-Robed Elder had already seen Wang Yi's intentions and smiled, saying, "Of course, since I have brought it out, I naturally intend to sell this sword to you, young master."
"That's great," Wang Yi couldn't help but express his inner joy.
"Oh, it seems that the young master is purchasing this sword," the Gray-Robed Elder said with a smile. "This sword has yet to be named, so why don't you give it a name?"
Wang Yi was taken aback by the words and after a long silence, he said seriously, "Let's call it the Youhan Blade."
"Youhan Blade. That's a good name," the Gray-Robed Elder nodded.
Wang Yi asked, "May I know the price of this sword?"
"Ten thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones," the Gray-Robed Elder replied straightforwardly.
"Alright." Wang Yi did not haggle; with a wave of his hand, a pile of Vital Energy-rich Yuan Stones appeared on the ground with a clattering sound.
"Just right." The Gray-Robed Elder glanced at the Yuan Stones, and with a flick of his sleeve, the pile of Yuan Stones was sucked into his Storage Bag.
Wang Yi placed the Youhan Blade into the scabbard given by the Gray-Robed Elder and slung it over his back as he walked out of the merchant association.
As night fell, Wang Yi settled down in an inn, planning to return to Kaiyang Sect the next day.
The next morning, as dawn broke,
Wang Yi had a simple meal at the inn and was just about to leave when hurried footsteps suddenly echoed from downstairs.
"Young Master Wang, please save my sister!" Liu Sandao knelt before Wang Yi with a thud, tears streaming down his face, utterly heartbroken.
Wang Yi saw Liu Sandao with a bruise on his left cheek and swollen eyes. He frowned and asked, "Can you get up first?"
Liu Sandao stopped crying, wiped away the tears at the corners of his eyes, and said, "I know I have wronged you, but this time it seems only you can save my sister..." As he spoke, Liu Sandao couldn't help but shed more tears.
"What exactly happened? Is your sister seriously ill?" Wang Yi asked.
"Last night, Li the Boss found me and demanded your name. I refused, and he actually took Qing'er away. He said if I didn't bring you to him, he would kill her. Please, I really have no other way out. I beg you to save my sister," Liu Sandao said, his eyes brimming with tears.
Wang Yi didn't expect that Li the Boss was such a rogue to do something so despicable. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Where are they holding your sister?"
"Li the Boss told you to go to an old temple outside the city," Liu Sandao said sadly. "Should we report this to the authorities? I heard Li the Boss has brought his older brother and Second Brother; they are skilled members of the Tiger Gang. You alone might not be their match."
"Report it." Wang Yi shook his head and said, "Your sister is already frail; if we delay, it could be life-threatening. Hurry and take me there."
"Yes, please follow me," Liu Sandao said gratefully. He had prepared himself for Wang Yi's refusal but was surprised that Wang Yi agreed without hesitation. He silently vowed that in the future, whatever Wang Yi needed, he would go through fire and water to help.
After a while, Wang Yi bought two fast horses in the city and quickly headed towards the old temple outside the city.
Outside Deer City, the hills were rolling and the trees sparse. Soon a mountain appeared before Wang Yi's eyes. Through the forest, he could faintly see an old temple with red walls and broken tiles.
"Dismount." Wang Yi waved his hand as they tied their horses to a tree at the foot of the mountain. Liu Sandao said, "Sir, Li the Boss's place is right here."
"You stay here to wait for me; I will go up alone," Wang Yi said seriously. "Don't worry; I will definitely rescue your sister."
"Thank you, sir. Even if I die, it may not be worth anything," Liu Sandao knew he lacked strength and that going with Wang Yi might become a burden. He nodded in agreement. This statement took root in his heart like a blade of grass on a cliff; years later, he proved this statement true through his actions.
Wang Yi pushed off with his feet and shot into the forest like an arrow released from a bow, disappearing from sight in an instant.
In the Red-Walled Ruined Temple.
A group of Black-Clad Men armed with knives passed by, a total of seven people. The oldest among them was about forty years old, at Transcendence Level Four, while the youngest was just over twenty, at the Second Layer of Transcendence.
"Whoosh."
Suddenly, a sound of wind cutting through the air was heard, and one of the black-clad men in front fell to the ground with wide eyes. A piece of tile, the size of a thumb, had pierced through his forehead, leaving a trickle of blood on the ground.
"Who? That bastard, come out immediately, or I will wipe out your entire family," a burly man said, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead. With a whoosh, all the Black-Clad Men drew their broad knives and shouted angrily.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
Before he finished speaking, the air suddenly filled with whistling sounds as several pieces of rubble struck the black-clad men, causing blood to flow profusely and staining their clothes red.
"Hmph, are you a turtle hiding its head? If you have the guts, show yourself."
Suddenly, two figures darted out from the ruined temple like lightning. One was a One-Eyed Dragon who shouted, standing next to a burly man whose entire body was dark and clearly very strong.
"Ah! Big brother, help me!"
At that moment, a piercing scream came from inside the ruined temple, which quickly fell silent.
"Not good! Third Brother!" the One-Eyed Dragon exclaimed and rushed back into the temple. He saw three lifeless bodies lying on the ground; one of them was Wang Yi, who had been robbed by Li the Boss. A rope lay on the ground, but the girl who had been tied up with it was nowhere to be seen.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!"
Three screams soon echoed from outside the ruined temple. The One-Eyed Dragon and his brother exchanged glances and saw surprise in each other's eyes.
"You bastards!"
A White-Clad Youth stood in the rubble-strewn courtyard, holding a Black Treasure Blade, coldly staring at the two. The newcomer was Wang Yi, and behind him stood a timid girl with clear eyes and a thin face, her expression filled with terror as she trembled uncontrollably.
"Master, this guy killed Third Master," one Black-Clad Man recognized Wang Yi and exclaimed, pointing at him.
"How dare you attack someone who is defenseless? You deserve to die!" A glint of killing intent flashed in Wang Yi's eyes, his voice cold and devoid of emotion. The north wind blew, causing his clothes to billow and rustle, adding to the chilling atmosphere.
"I will kill you!" One-Eyed Dragon roared in anger, drawing a broad knife and slashing at Wang Yi with a strike of Transcendence Level Six, its momentum terrifying.
The cold wind howled as Wang Yi stood motionless against it. Liu Qing'er had long been frightened pale by One-Eyed Dragon's fearsome aura; she gasped and hid beside the door.
"Swish."
A cold blade sliced through the air from Wang Yi's hand, and with a clang, One-Eyed Dragon's broad knife shattered into two pieces. The latter was taken aback, retreating in shock; however, the cold blade continued unabated and struck him, splattering bright red blood. One-Eyed Dragon stood in the cold wind like a statue before suddenly coughing up blood. The Black Man watched in astonishment, just about to speak when he saw One-Eyed Dragon's massive body crash to the ground, lifeless.
"Run!"
Several Black-Clad Men saw that their usually imposing Li Er Ye could not withstand even one strike from this White-Clad Youth and immediately scattered like birds flying from a cat.
"Second Brother," the Black Man cried out in pain.
"Good, good, very good. No matter who you are, you will die today," the Black Man sneered. Although Wang Yi had killed his second brother with one blow, to him, Wang Yi was merely a Transcendence Level Six character; with his Eighth Layer strength, killing this ignorant youth would not be difficult.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Black Giant stepped forward, his body launching toward Wang Yi like a bomb. A fierce gust of cold wind swirled around his palm as he ruthlessly struck toward Wang Yi's chest.
"Thud."
Youhan Blade swung, and a streak of black Blade Qi burst forth, resembling black lightning striking the ground, causing the air to resonate with a sharp sound.
As the palm energy collided with the Blade Qi, a sound akin to metal clashing rang out. The Blade Qi shattered, and the dense palm energy was overwhelmingly fierce, startling Wang Yi.
"Die!"
The Black Giant roared in fury, his entire Vital Energy quickly reaching its peak state, his momentum unmatched as he struck down towards Wang Yi like a mountain pressing down.
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The Youhan Blade sliced through the air from below, and with a loud sound, the Black Man's palm force landed on the blade's edge. A tremendous force surged down from above Wang Yi, leaving no doubt that this strike could crush him to pieces.
"Ha!"
Wang Yi pivoted on his right foot, stabilizing his body suddenly as a surge of power flowed from his feet to the top of his head. When the two immense forces collided, a loud sound erupted, causing the Black Giant's expression to change as he was sent flying backward.
"Stop!" The Black Giant shouted. "Do you know who I am? If you kill me, you will die too."
Wang Yi hesitated for a moment, about to speak when he heard the Black Giant say, "I am one of the Tiger Gang."
"Tiger Gang?" Wang Yi frowned.
"That's right, I am one of the Tiger Gang. Please spare me for the sake of our brotherhood." Seeing Wang Yi hesitate, the Black Giant thought that he must be wary of the Tiger Gang, and felt a sense of pride. "This is all a misunderstanding..."
"Oh, a misunderstanding? But I have already killed your second brother, Third Brother. That can't be a misunderstanding!" A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of Wang Yi's mouth as he said calmly.
"Hahaha, they deserved it. This matter was my Third Brother's fault and has nothing to do with you. Since he offended your brotherly might, he deserves this punishment." The Black Giant laughed heartily, his tone revealing no anger at all, as if Wang Yi had not just killed his own brother but merely two unrelated individuals.
"You should die." Wang Yi did not expect this person to be so cold-blooded, uttering such words to save his own life. How could someone like this last long?
"Kid, I warn you, I am from Tiger Gang. If you dare to touch me, you won't be able to leave here," Black Giant said, seemingly afraid that Wang Yi would kill him. He immediately took out a fire bamboo tube from his waist, and with a whoosh, a burst of fireworks shot into the sky, exploding loudly and echoing far away.
"Hmph, kid, you won't be leaving today. It won't be long before my Tiger Gang members arrive," Black Giant said coldly. He thought to himself, "Although this kid is powerful, he is inexperienced in the ways of the world. I just need to delay for a bit and wait for the boss to bring people here. By then, won't I have free rein to kill him?"
Just as Black Giant was feeling pleased with himself, a loud shout suddenly rang in his ears!
"Die!"
Wang Yi shouted as he swiftly swung the Youhan Blade in his hand. The sharp Blade Qi surged forth like a chain across the Yangtze River, striking Black Giant with tremendous Vital Energy.
Crimson Sun Blade Technique, First Form: Breaking the Flow!
"What?" Black Giant exclaimed in shock, not expecting Wang Yi to actually make a move. He was immediately frightened and began to retreat rapidly. The Blade Qi approached like lightning, and with a thud, a head flew off. Blood gushed from the severed neck, staining the sky red as the headless corpse fell to the ground, blood pooling everywhere.
"Ah!" Liu Qing'er beside the door stared in horror at the gruesome head falling from above. Her clear eyes filled with fear; having never witnessed such a terrifying scene before, she fainted instantly.
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