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Iron Curtain and the others were taken aback, suddenly hearing an old voice filled with anger from behind, "I am a turtle Bastard egg."
Hahaha...
The Sergeant stared blankly at Yang Shiqi, whose face was ashen, filled with confusion, when he heard him shout again, "I am a turtle Bastard egg."
Iron Curtain and the others laughed heartily at the self-deprecating remark and whipped their horses away into the distance.
Then the air echoed once more with, "I am a turtle Bastard egg..."
Kaiyang Sect.
Li Kaishan's Storage Bag surprised Wang Yi, as it contained about fifty thousand Medium-Grade Origin Stones and over ten thousand taels of gold.
Wang Yi took a deep breath; now that he had avenged his great grievance, he felt much more relaxed.
He then informed Niu Meng, who was also overjoyed and immediately regretted not killing Li Kaishan himself.
In the following period, Wang Yi decided to cultivate the Weeping Blood Technique and the Nine Profound Dragon Technique.
The Weeping Blood Technique is a method that utilizes all of one's Essence Blood to stimulate the body's potential, allowing for a breakthrough in a short time. It is divided into three levels; each level allows for a breakthrough of one stage. For example, Wang Yi, currently at Yuanjing Fivefold, could reach the peak of this technique and temporarily possess the power of Yuanjing Eighth Layer.
The true power of this Blood Technique lies not only in that; if Wang Yi reaches the Ninefold Origin Realm, using the Weeping Blood Technique would grant him the strength of Mystic Realm Threefold. At that point, no other secret methods could compare. However, there are severe side effects; he cannot engage in combat for half a month afterward, or he risks severing his meridians and dying.
The Nine Profound Dragon Technique, on the other hand, requires powerful Primordial Energy as support because using this set of Martial Arts consumes vast amounts of Vital Energy. After careful consideration, Wang Yi speculated that if he used the Weeping Blood Technique with his current strength, it would consume at least two-thirds of his Vital Energy. Therefore, he must not use it unless absolutely necessary.
Both sets of Martial Arts are extremely powerful and should not be used until the last moment, especially the Weeping Blood Technique.
Time slowly passed, and soon it was the day of the competition between the two sects.
Martial Arts Plaza.
Wang Yi and the Top Ten Disciples stood in line below.
"This competition between the two sects will take place at the Wen Cang Sect. All the heads of families from Xiangzhou Prefecture will be present, and I hope you can bring glory to our Kaiyang Sect," Liu Bei declared loudly.
"Rest assured, Sect Master, we will give it our all," everyone replied in unison.
Suddenly, a piercing cry echoed through the air.
The crowd looked up to see three giant eagles circling above, but what puzzled them was that these eagles had three legs.
"Three-Legged Eagle," Iron Curtain said in surprise, identifying the creature.
Wang Yi gazed at the Three-Legged Eagle, whose wings spread wide, measuring two zhang across. It crouched on the ground like a black mountain, its claws sharp as iron hooks, glinting in the sunlight. The three Three-Legged Eagles flapped their wings and swiftly descended to the ground, standing still in an open space, showing no signs of being fierce birds.
"Get on," Liu Bei said as he moved, transforming into a streak of light and appearing atop one of the Three-Legged Eagles. Yang Kaihe and Liu Ba each mounted another Three-Legged Eagle.
The ten of them felt a bit anxious; after all, this was their first time riding such a beast. However, with Liu Bei and others reassuring them, the Three-Legged Eagle behaved docilely like a cat, appearing obedient.
Before long, all ten had mounted their respective Three-Legged Eagles.
"The winds are strong up there; you can use your Primordial Energy to shield yourselves to avoid falling," Yang Kaihe instructed.
Feeling tense, everyone immediately activated their Primordial Energy, and in the next moment, a layer of aura appeared around each person, dissipating the wind's force.
"Let's go." Seeing that everyone was ready, Liu Bei waved his hand. The Three-Legged Eagle let out a cry and transformed into a streak of black lightning, soaring into the sky.
Wang Yi focused his mind and did not dare to slack off. He looked down to see mountains, rivers, and cities faintly visible below.
After a while of silence, a towering mountain appeared in sight, rising over a thousand feet high, lush with trees and strange peaks and rocks. A path known as the White Jade Steps extended from the mountain, resembling a white jade ribbon. At the waist of the mountain, there was a vast open area surrounded by countless pavilions and towers, with clusters of buildings, flowing bridges, and streams—everything one could imagine.
In the center was a square about a hundred feet wide, where shadows of people could be seen moving, and faint voices could be heard. However, as the wind picked up, those sounds were quickly scattered into the air.
"We've arrived," Liu Bei said expressionlessly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the Three-Legged Eagle transformed into a shadow and shot toward the mountain like an arrow.
Moments later, the Three-Legged Eagle landed in a corner of the square.
The people in the square were immediately drawn to the call of the Three-Legged Eagle, and discussions erupted.
"The Three-Legged Eagle; it seems that people from Kaiyang Sect have arrived."
"I wonder which sect will win this time?"
"Of course it will be Wen Cang Sect. Don't you know that Kaiyang Sect's Inner Sect first disciple Iron Curtain has already been defeated by Lin Haojian? With Iron Curtain's defeat, who else can match Lin Wanfeng?"
"I've heard that Lin Wanfeng has already broken through to the Yuanjing Eighth Layer, while Iron Curtain is only at Sevenfold. How could he possibly be Lin Wanfeng's opponent? In my opinion, this time Kaiyang Sect is bound to lose."
Wang Yi stepped down from the Three-Legged Eagle and glanced around. His pupils constricted slightly; he hadn't expected that all these people were Transcendent Realm Experts. It seemed that all the heads of families from Xiangzhou Prefecture had gathered here.
At that moment, a middle-aged man in a white robe approached. He was not particularly tall or striking in appearance; he looked quite ordinary. However, his eyes were sharp and bright, resembling stars. One might forget his face but would never forget those eyes. Following him were several elderly men with white hair and beards, all dressed in white long robes.
The man in white laughed heartily, "Liu Zongzhu, it's been a long time! Your skills have improved quite a bit!"
"Yun Zhangmen is too kind; we are all improving," Liu Bei replied with a smile.
"Liu Zongzhu, please," Yunhe gestured.
"Please," Liu Bei said.
In this meeting, the Kaiyang Sect and the Wen Cang Sect were at the center, with the heads of the other families divided on either side.
Wang Yi suddenly froze on the ground, only to see a woman dressed in a Cloud Silk Robe sitting gracefully at the table. Her long, cloud-like black hair flowed like satin down her back, her elegantly arched phoenix eyebrows framed a pair of beautiful eyes that sparkled with charm, exuding infinite allure. She had a delicate nose, slightly flushed cheeks like pink peach blossoms, and lips resembling dripping cherries. Her oval face was as smooth and white as jade, and her skin was as soft as snow. With her graceful curves and captivating presence, she made the blooming flowers in the mountains lose their luster.
Most of the young men beside the family heads had their gazes fixed on the woman, their eyes filled with desire as they openly admired her beauty, wishing they could embrace her and indulge in her charms.
Sitting next to her was a Jin Yi Man, around twenty-three years old, with a complexion as pale as paper but possessing an extraordinary handsomeness. If not for his sunken eyes, he would definitely be considered a beautiful man. At that moment, he was speaking to the woman, his gaze filled with affection and desire, but she completely ignored him and did not respond.
Suddenly, the young man noticed a slight change in the woman's stunning features and exclaimed, "Wang Yi."
With confusion, he followed her gaze and saw a tall man in purple attire with an imposing figure appear before him. His expression immediately darkened as he said, "Wang Yi."
Wang Yi's expression changed slightly, and a bitter smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He did not expect to encounter Zhao Ruixue and Zhou Yu here.
"What's wrong? Don't you recognize me?" Zhao Ruixue's rose-red lips parted slightly as she spoke softly, a radiant smile curving at her lips. Her bright eyes flickered playfully as she looked at Wang Yi.
"I have seen Sister Zhao," Wang Yi replied with cupped hands. "I will never forget Sister Zhao's life-saving grace."
Zhao Ruixue covered her mouth and smiled, radiating infinite charm. Her bell-like laughter instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Hmph, does Wang Yi remember what I told you last time?" Zhou Yu's face was grim as he stared coldly at Wang Yi and said word by word: "I warned you that if I see you again, I will kill you."
"Zhou Gongzi, do you think this is your Zhou family where you can kill anyone you want?" Wang Yi retorted coldly.
"I, Zhou Yu, have never gone back on my word. Wang Yi, I hope you can live well in these last few days," Zhou Yu said in a chilling tone.
"Zhou Yu, you promised me to spare Wang Yi," Zhao Ruixue said urgently, her beautiful eyes showing a hint of worry.
"I have promised you, and I have done it. This time, I will not let him go," Zhou Yu said coldly.
Wang Yi's expression darkened to the extreme. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly heard, "Brother Wang, we meet again." Turning around, he saw a man who stood nine feet tall, with a tiger-like body and a bear-like waist, his brows like red gold, striding towards him with a hearty laugh.
"Brother He," Wang Yi exclaimed in surprise as he glanced at Heber Fu and then addressed He Shan beside him, "I, Wang Yi, greet the head of the He Family."
"Hahaha, Wang Yi, I didn't expect to encounter you here," He Shan laughed.
Wang Yi nodded in agreement but then looked around, his expression suddenly darkening.
"Su Zhe and Zhang Liang are both here; you need to be cautious. Moreover, it seems you've offended quite a few people!" He Shan glanced at Zhou Yu and said pointedly.
Wang Yi nodded, feeling somewhat touched that He Shan would risk offending Su Zhe just to warn him.
"Well, although my He Family has never had a good relationship with the Su Family, it hasn't reached the point of life and death yet. You should still be on guard," He Shan advised.
Afterward, He Shan and Heber Fu returned to their seats.
Wang Yi nodded, a bitter smile appearing at the corners of his mouth. He hadn't expected to encounter two people who wished him dead—Zhou Yu and Su Zhe—here.
"Is it him?" Su Zhe also spotted Wang Yi. Initially surprised, his eyes then flickered with killing intent as he muttered to himself. Previously, he had sent the Four Iron Guards to hunt down Wang Yi, but after a long time without their return, Su Zhe went after them only to find a pool of blood in the forest and nothing else. However, he already knew that the Four Iron Guards had been killed and that Wang Yi had likely escaped.
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