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The Silver Bow wielded by the young man was a family heirloom. It appeared to be an ordinary Silver Bow, but in reality, it was a powerful artifact, bestowed upon him due to his special identity. Since he began his journey, he had already killed several cultivators of similar cultivation levels with this Silver Bow. Even those two levels higher than him could not escape the targeting of the Silver Arrow's Divine Sense. Yet here was this young man, effortlessly catching it with just one hand.
Zhao Yang gripped the Silver Arrow with one hand, feeling a sharp pain in his palm. He suddenly unleashed a surge of energy, a wave of Chaos True Qi enveloping him, shattering the old man's fist. The elder let out a horrified scream as he staggered backward.
Zhao Yang then glared at the Jin Robe Youth and hurled the Silver Arrow with all his might.
Whoosh!
The Jin Robe Youth only saw Zhao Yang's hand move slightly before everything blurred before his eyes. A sharp pain pierced his forehead, and he fell into darkness. The Silver Arrow had penetrated his skull before he could even react!
"You actually killed the Third Young Master's nephew from Meng Wang City! No matter who your elders are, they won't be able to protect you! Just wait and see!" The elder gasped in shock at the sight of the Jin Robe Youth's corpse, realizing he had encountered a formidable opponent disguised as a weakling. He turned to flee but still couldn't resist threatening Zhao Yang.
"Keep relying on your pathetic backing to threaten me. The son of Meng Wang City's lord, Meng Yu, has already died at my hands. Don't talk to me about some Third Young Master's nephew!" Zhao Yang stepped forward and swiftly crushed the elder's knee underfoot, turning flesh into pulp and bone into powder.
"It’s impossible! Meng Yu is the top genius of Meng Wang City! How could you possibly kill him alone?" The elder cried out in despair, unable to believe Zhao Yang's words.
"I smashed seven or eight people with one strike; he just happened to be among them. He was dragged into the sickroom and killed by a Shi," Zhao Yang continued to challenge the elder's understanding.
Though fear was evident on the elder's face, he secretly crushed a silver sphere in his hand. However, Zhao Yang's keen eyes caught the movement. In his Divine Sense perception, he sensed that after the sphere exploded, a Divine Sense immediately shot off into the distance. Several miles away at the foot of the mountain, a group of around seventy or eighty people was gathering!
Zhao Yang smirked and stared at the elder. "Sending out a signal for help? You’re about to meet your end; do you really think you can still call for your parents?" With another forceful step, he crushed the elder's other leg.
"Ah—don't kill me! Please don't kill me! I have secrets to tell you!" The Gray-Clad Elder screamed in agony, begging for mercy.
Zhao Yang showed a hint of interest. "Go ahead and speak. Depending on my mood, I might just cripple your cultivation in front of them. It would be quite pitiful for someone with one leg in the grave to still be at Foundation Establishment Stage Level Eight."
The elder felt humiliated; when had he ever been treated this way? He was a guest elder in Meng Wang City’s Third Young Master’s household, enjoying a prestigious status and exceptional cultivation. He hadn’t fought for many years and never expected to fall so easily at the hands of someone he completely underestimated—a mere boy.
"It’s about the Haotian Secret Realm," the elder finally revealed. "All Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators under twenty years old from Zhongzhou can enter for trials."
"The Haotian Secret Realm sounds intriguing. What treasures are inside?" Zhao Yang asked.
"The Haotian Secret Realm is said to be one of the oldest secret realms on Five Elements Continent. It was constructed by an Ascension Stage cultivator named Haotian during his Ascend to Immortality journey but was left incomplete when he ascended to the heavens. Inside are countless treasures; Spiritual Artifacts and Spiritual Beasts abound. There are even rumors of Supreme Dao Artifacts existing there. However, because Haotian Immortal left hastily without establishing order, only Foundation Establishment Stage cultivators can explore it. Over tens of thousands of years, countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures have grown within Haotian Secret Realm. Many young geniuses have become powerful after entering it; although no Foundation Establishment Stage genius dares venture deep into its innermost layers yet, even finding some minor Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures near its edges can significantly boost one's cultivation. It’s said that some cultivators have discovered Yuan Yang Fruits at its outermost periphery—these fruits can improve a cultivator's foundational roots and are known as Little Sacred Fruits; they are truly rare treasures."
"Indeed good stuff! They taste like lychee but also somewhat like grapes. I ate several pounds not long ago; thinking back on it now still makes me crave more," Zhao Yang said with a hint of mischief in his tone.
“How many pounds?” The Gray-Clad Elder truly didn’t know what to say. Here was such a powerful young man, yet he spoke in such a nonsensical manner, with not a single word of truth. He couldn’t help but worry for his own safety and wanted to increase his bargaining chips. “To enter the Haotian Secret Realm, you must have a formal identity token that proves you are a genius heir of a clan or an elite disciple of a sect. Loose Cultivators are not allowed entry unless they exchange for it with rare treasures or join a clan or become a disciple of a sect with exceptional talent. Many major sects control the access to the secret realm.”
“Oh? Then how can I get in?” Zhao Yang sensed that the elder wanted to use bargaining chips to save his life.
“I can give you an identity token. But first, you must promise not to kill me and let me go.”
Then, under the astonished gaze of the elder, Zhao Yang performed an act that left him utterly humiliated. He walked over to the already deceased Jin Robe Youth and shook him vigorously, causing various items to tumble out—bits and pieces, bottles and jars—before casually tossing Jin Robe Youth into the bushes as if he were discarding a trash bag.
He held up one of the silver tokens and asked the elder, “Is this what you meant?”
“You!” The Gray-Clad Elder was so furious he nearly spat blood.
Zhao Yang picked up a Spiritual Pill and a small Red Essence Stone that had fallen from Jin Robe Youth and returned to stand before the Gray-Clad Elder. “You’d better take out your things yourself; don’t make me do it.”
Not far away, the sound of fluttering robes in the wind announced the arrival of over ten Muscular Men at the Foundation Establishment Stage, all at the early stage of their cultivation.
“Kill him! He killed Young Master!” The elder cried out in alarm, finally seeing his saviors.
“What? He killed Young Master!” The leader of the Muscular Men roared in rage, his eyes bulging as he unleashed the Open Tablet Technique against Zhao Yang.
Zhao Yang did not wish to prolong the battle. With the arrival of Enlightenment Realm, it was as if a nearsighted person had suddenly put on glasses; he could see all movements around him clearly. He punched out to meet the incoming Open Tablet Technique.
The sound of bones shattering and screams echoed through the air, shocking everyone because that scream did not come from the young man.
This youth was like a demon king, his face fierce. After shattering the attack from the leading Muscular Man with one punch, he charged forward with lightning speed and smashed his fist into the man's head.
The others who wanted to rescue him were too late; their leader was unexpectedly weak. Zhao Yang moved like a wolf among sheep, charging left and right, taking down one after another with explosive punches. Some attacks landed on him without effect; he felt no pain at all.
The remaining men were terrified beyond belief; they dared not fight any longer and turned to flee.
Zhao Yang watched as a few escaped in panic and summoned a massive, rapidly spinning Half-Moon Silver Blade that absorbed Spirit Energy from the air.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Several Void Blades shot forth, pursuing those fleeing men. Distant screams followed as heads flew into the air. This was his application of True Qi after understanding the power against Foundation Stage Cultivators and improving upon his Void Blade technique.
If Zhao Yang's actions were known to other cultivators, they would surely condemn him as a madman. After all, cultivation techniques and martial arts are the result of countless studies and research by predecessors, making alterations extremely difficult. A misalignment in the path of True Qi could easily lead to a dangerous deviation!
"You... you demon! Who are you really?" The Gray-Clad Elder, whose legs were crippled, was completely terrified by the ruthless and vicious methods of the young man before him.
Zhao Yang turned around and glanced at the Gray-Clad Elder. "I will give you ten seconds. Otherwise, you die. Where is the Haotian Secret Realm? When does it open? How far is it from Yuwang City in Zhao County?"
The Gray-Clad Elder dared not entertain any thoughts of resistance or deception. This young man, despite his age, was a cold-blooded killer! Faced with the threat to his life, he unprecedentedly began to speak, revealing the answers Zhao Yang sought at a speed so fast that even he found it hard to believe.
Zhao Yang nodded in satisfaction. "Not bad. You only took eight seconds. Don't worry; I keep my word. I'll only cripple your cultivation."
"You!" The elder gasped as his Qi Sea was shattered, and his Foundation Stage exploded, rendering him a cripple. Now he could only move one hand, and in this desolate wilderness, once night fell and beasts appeared, his fate was all too predictable.
Zhao Yang found some scattered Red Essence Stones on the elder's body along with a book titled "One Qi Technique." He casually flipped through it and quickly memorized its contents. It was merely a low-level introductory text on Qi cultivation. Zhao Yang did not learn it but referenced the operational methods of "One Qi Technique" and the notes beside it on cultivation methods. He understood that in this world, there were many Extraordinary Persons; the same text could yield different insights for different people, leading to Endless Transformations. Qi cultivation is the initial step of cultivation; those who seek enlightenment cannot do without Qi. Thus, long ago, cultivators were referred to as Qi Refining Masters.
As Daoism states: "Refining Essence into Qi," "Refining Qi into Transcendence," and "Refining Spirit to Merge with Dao," these phrases describe a cultivator's gradual understanding and application of Qi. Zhao Yang benefited greatly from what he read. Afterward, he dealt with all of Jin Robe Youth's men a few miles away, seizing numerous pills and treasures before leaving.
"There are still three days until the Haotian Secret Realm opens. It's only five hundred miles back home; I should return to see my parents and sister first before heading to Zhongzhou's Haotian Secret Realm." Despite these events, Zhao Yang's mood about returning home remained unaffected. In his previous life, he had no family; now he finally had loving parents and a cute sister who depended on him. He would not let anyone tarnish his warmth towards home. "That girl Zhao Yu is such a trickster; when I take her flying around later, she'll be overjoyed."
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