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Wen Cang Sect's top disciple!
A strong expert from the Yuan Realm!
Defeating the top talent of Iron Curtain!
Indeed, Lin Wanfeng has a remarkable reputation within Xiangzhou Prefecture, not inferior to Iron Curtain, and even slightly stronger. Such a formidable opponent made Wang Yi feel a deep sense of pressure.
Lin Wanfeng!
The top disciple!
“Lin Wanfeng, you are the top disciple and elder brother of Wen Cang Sect. So what? I, Wang Yi, am not afraid. When the time comes, I will reclaim all the humiliation I have suffered.” Wang Yi clenched his fists tightly, determination etched on his face as he thought to himself.
Inside the room.
Wang Yi sat cross-legged on the bed, his expression calm as water. His entire heart was immersed in comprehension within the Divine Capital. In no time, he thoroughly understood the Burning Sky Fist.
Thus, Wang Yi had cultivated a total of Fourth-Rank Martial Techniques: You Li Body Technique, Illusionary Palm, Mighty Vajra Fist, and Lingjian Technique, along with Fifth-Rank Martial Techniques: Split Leg and Burning Sky Fist. Additionally, he had the powerful Cloud Manipulation Palm, which surpassed even some Fifth-Rank Martial Techniques. He had an abundance of martial arts at his disposal. As for techniques like Binding Dragon Hand and Furious Fist, they had become somewhat useless. While Transforming Cloud Palm could handle ordinary martial artists, it would be ineffective against strong opponents.
The Cloud Manipulation Palm served as Wang Yi's trump card and would not be used unless absolutely necessary. As for Split Leg and Burning Sky Fist, they could be used to fend off strong opponents; against ordinary martial artists, only Illusionary Palm and Mighty Vajra Fist were needed. As for the Lingjian Technique, it could not be used for now, at least not in front of people like Chu Yixuan and Zhao Shanyu.
Once he took out the Azure Flow Sword, both would know it was him. In this case, while Chu Yixuan could still be trusted, one could never trust Zhao Shanyu.
In terms of Yuan Stone, Wang Yi was quite wealthy, possessing over two hundred thousand high-grade Yuan Stones, along with more than ten thousand high-quality origin stones. Thus, for a long time, he wouldn't need to worry about lacking Yuan Stones.
As for spiritual herbs, there were still more than ten precious ones untouched in Wang Yi's Storage Ring.
In terms of pills, Wang Yi was also well-stocked, with dozens of bottles containing fourth- and fifth-grade pills. The quantity was uncountable, and there were even some pills whose grades he did not know. However, judging by their concentration of vital energy, they far exceeded that of the Azure Departure Pill. This meant that these few bottles contained at least fifth-grade pills.
Next, Wang Yi decided to use the Azure Departure Pill to break through to the Fivefold.
The blue pill was swallowed by Wang Yi, instantly transforming into a stream of blue liquid that flowed into his body. At that moment, Wang Yi felt a surge of rich Vital Energy pouring into his Dantian, and the Primordial Dan immediately began to operate, absorbing the medicinal power of the Azure Departure Pill.
Time slowly passed, the sun set, and the sky was filled with red clouds.
Yuanjing Fivefold.
Wang Yi opened his eyes, and two beams of golden light shot out. With his palm open, a ball of flame erupted, and the air sizzled as if it had been dried out.
After the breakthrough, Wang Yi did not rest but decided to further dissect the memories of the Magic Xuan Luo Holy Ancestor. He had already dissected nearly half of the memories before, and now that his strength had increased again, he believed he could extract all of this portion of memories.
In the Sea of Consciousness, there was a chaos; a white light sphere enveloped a blue light sphere.
The dissection began!
Focusing his mind and intent, Wang Yi became as still as an ancient well. He did not know how much time had passed when he finally exited the Sea of Consciousness. His expression flickered uncertainly, his gaze narrowed, and his demeanor became extremely serious.
This portion of soul memory turned out to be a set of Martial Arts; more accurately, it was a technique called Demon Clone Technique.
As the name suggests, this is a technique for cultivating clones. According to the description of the method, a demon can separate a part of its soul and then seek out a demon body to possess it, thus gaining a second physical form.
It seemed simple but was incredibly difficult. First, not just any demon could separate its soul; only an unparalleled powerhouse at least at the Demon Emperor level could do so. Moreover, separating the soul required some rare items that were hard to find even in the demon realm. For instance, having a part of the soul of Demon Saint Ancestor Xuanluo devoured by Wang Yi was extremely rare.
Secondly, the body sought must be at least at the Demon Lord level; otherwise, if the soul invaded a weaker body, it would explode immediately. Thus, even Xuan Luo had not cultivated a clone. This illustrates how difficult it is to cultivate clones.
However, the benefits were also very clear: cultivating clones meant having two lives, which was significant.
After a long while, Wang Yi's expression finally calmed down. This set of Martial Arts was no different from being useless to him; at the Demon Lord level, it was equivalent to a human Transformation Realm powerhouse. In the entire Song Kingdom, there were only about ten such individuals. To find a body among the Top Ten Powerhouses of the Great Song was akin to seeking death.
Despite this, the temptation of having two lives is too strong. Although Wang Yi is currently just a Yuanjing Warrior, he may not become a Transcendent Realm Expert in the future. Letting go of this matter, Wang Yi fell asleep.
The next day, Morning.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Suddenly, a long bell and drum sound echoed from the Kaiyang Sect mountain.
The Nine Yang Bell rang.
Wang Yi's expression changed. The Nine Yang Bell only rings when something significant happens at the Kaiyang Sect. Could it be that a major event has occurred?
Thinking of this, Wang Yi immediately left his room and headed to the Martial Arts Plaza.
Before long, Wang Yi arrived at the Martial Arts Plaza and saw ten warriors dressed in red heroic armor, standing like spears on either side, their long spears resembling a forest, glimmering like snow.
In front of the Red Heroic Warriors stood a man dressed in purple-black official robes from the Song Dynasty. He was eight feet tall, with a slender face and eyes that shone with brilliance. His every gesture exuded an aura of great authority, instilling respect in those who looked upon him.
"Greetings, Senior Brother." The Inner Sect Disciples were already neatly arranged under the elder's seat and greeted Wang Yi as he arrived.
Wang Yi maintained a calm demeanor as he walked to the front. Although he felt puzzled, he understood that something significant was happening given the scene before him and remained silent.
On the elder's seat, Liu Bei and others had already arrived.
"Please welcome the governor." Liu Bei said loudly.
Step! Step! Step!
Before his words fell, faint footsteps sounded. They were light yet incredibly clear to everyone's ears, as if they were knocking on their hearts.
Before long, the scholar in the purple-black official robe ascended to the elder's seat and gestured with his eyes, saying, "I greet Liu Zongzhu and all the elders."
Liu Bei and the others nodded in acknowledgment.
Wang Yi looked on in confusion; this scholar was clearly a government official, and his rank was not low—at least a local dignitary. Otherwise, with his frail appearance, Liu Bei and the others would not show him such respect.
"I am Yang Shiqi from Xiangzhou Prefecture. I have come here to seek the assistance of Kaiyang Sect to eliminate the Blind Mountain Bandits and bring peace to the people of Xiangzhou Prefecture," the scholar who introduced himself as Yang Shiqi said calmly.
Everyone was taken aback. The Mangshan Bandits were the most powerful bandits within Xiangzhou Prefecture. It was rumored that their leader, known as Flying Swallow, had reached the Eighth Layer of Yuanjing, boasting formidable strength and commanding over a thousand bandits. They had long occupied Mang Mountain, committing atrocities and terrorizing innocent civilians.
Upon hearing this, Wang Yi's eyes flashed with cold light as he said, "They deserve to die."
Recalling how his uncles had met a tragic end at the hands of bandits and that he had yet to take revenge on Li Kaishan, Wang Yi was filled with rage and harbored an extreme grudge against the bandits.
"May I ask how Lord Yang requires my Kaiyang Sect to assist?" Liu Bei asked with cupped hands.
"Liu Zongzhu, I am here on the orders of His Highness the Crown Prince to borrow troops from Kaiyang Sect. Therefore, I hope Liu Zongzhu will not deceive me; otherwise, I will be unable to fulfill this task, and Kaiyang Sect will not fare well either," Yang Shiqi said indifferently, though there was an unmistakable threat in his words.
"The Crown Prince," Liu Bei's expression changed slightly, and he immediately bowed, saying, "Liu Bei would not dare."
"Good. In that case, I will speak well of Liu Zongzhu before His Highness," Yang Shiqi said, making a gesture with both hands toward the air, his lean face filled with respect. After a pause, he continued, "Your Highness has heard that Kaiyang Sect is full of talented individuals; hence I have come to meet Liu Zongzhu."
"Wang Yi, Iron Curtain, Jin Qinghan, Hong Gang, Xiao Hao, Zhang Liao, Chen Zhong, Yuan Cheng, Li Gang, Chu Yixuan—follow Yang Shiqi down the mountain immediately to assist His Highness in eliminating the Mangshan Bandits and restoring peace to the people of Xiangzhou Prefecture. This will also bolster our Kaiyang Sect's reputation," Liu Bei said with a sweeping gesture of his sleeve, looking intently at Wang Yi and the others.
With that, Liu Bei turned to Yang Shiqi and said, "Yang Prefecture Lord, these ten are my Kaiyang Sect's Top Ten Disciples and can be dispatched as His Highness sees fit."
"Very good," Yang Shiqi nodded with a smile.
Soon after, Wang Yi and the other ten followed Yang Shiqi down the mountain.
At the Mountain Base, over thirty Black Armored Warriors waited, all strong and robust individuals.
"Mount up," Yang Shiqi said as he swung onto his horse.
Wang Yi and the others followed suit, riding towards Mang Mountain.
On the way, Wang Yi learned from Chu Yixuan that the Crown Prince of the Song Kingdom was named Zhao Xuan, the eldest son of the current Song Emperor. He was close to the soldiers, valued military affairs, and took a light approach to corvée labor. Although he held a high position, he was easygoing with others and well-loved by the people.
As for why Kaiyang Sect did not dare to defy the Court's orders, it was because in the Song Kingdom, there were three major powers: the Canglan Sect, the Ziyang Sect, and the Song Court. The Canglan Sect and Ziyang Sect were superpowers independent of the Song Court, far stronger than Kaiyang Sect. They had existed since the founding of the Song Kingdom, with immense power and deep roots. Even moving a finger could incite a storm of bloodshed in the Song Kingdom.
Thus, while the Song Kingdom appeared to respect the Song Court on the surface, it was actually a situation of three-way balance. Therefore, Kaiyang Sect had no choice but to obey the orders of the Song Court.
At sunset, a mountain peak over three hundred feet high appeared before Wang Yi. Surrounded by mountains on three sides, Deep Forest was dense with lush foliage, and occasionally, the sound of rustling leaves could be heard.
Yang Shiqi led everyone to the foot of the mountain. Wang Yi gazed ahead through the thick jungle and faintly saw dozens of white tents and bonfires. A line of Crimson Tassel Armored Warriors stood guard outside the Central Army Tent, indicating that those within held an esteemed status.
"You will accompany me to meet His Highness," Yang Shiqi instructed a Sergeant to take care of their horses.
Before long, they arrived at the Central Army Tent, where ten Red Tassel Armored Warriors stood on either side. Their gazes were resolute. Wang Yi sensed a hint of killing intent emanating from these warriors; it was a result of their extensive battlefield experience and numerous kills. They were all Earth Spirit Realm Martial Artists.
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