Chapter 114: With This Sword, I Will Surely Wound Him!

The person who inscribed the words seemed to be overwhelmed with emotion, using a finger as a brush and blood as ink to leave this phrase on the stone wall.

The lingering spirit between the strokes resonated deeply with Jiang Yu, and a wave of sorrow and despair slowly spread within his heart.

Just as the warning from his predecessors had foretold:

Ascension is the greatest lie ever told, a caution to all cultivators—do not seek ascension!

In this era of the law’s decline, it is the sorrow of cultivators.

Jiang Yu stood before the stone wall, quietly contemplating the ancient script. Regrettably, what the last person left behind were mostly venomous words blaming the heavens. He could roughly guess that the Earth Immortal who wrote it was nearing the end of his lifespan, his Dao heart unstable, emotions in turmoil.

Before the Golden Flame Coral Fruit had matured, he left early, seeking another thread of hope.

Centuries passed; the grand formation decayed, the fruit grew ripe, the little serpent became a dragon, but its master was no longer there.

Jiang Yu withdrew his thoughts, lit a cigarette, and sat by the pool, slowly inhaling and exhaling. The grand spirit-gathering formation had drained a vast amount of spiritual energy into this space. Refining it all would at least raise his Qi cultivation by ten thousand levels, laying an indestructible foundation for the brilliant path ahead.

As for the Coral Fruit, Jiang Yu intended to pick it upon leaving—it was time to enter the Foundation Establishment stage and awaken his divine powers. Only when the spell “Reflecting the Heavens” was perfected would he truly possess the strength to protect himself.

By then, even Gu Changsheng might not be able to easily contend with him.

Using all his trump cards, Jiang Yu was ninety percent confident he could slay Gu Changsheng.

“Well, first I’ll settle this matter upstairs, then stay here to cultivate for ten or fifteen days.”

With this resolve, Jiang Yu turned and left.

When he emerged from the cold pool, dawn had broken. Smoke curled gently from the valley’s hearths, and bees and butterflies fluttered in swarms. Now that the spirit-gathering formation had completely collapsed, this fairyland-like scenery would soon fade, returning the valley to its original state.

Yan Xiaoxiao and the others were cooking; Chen Kun had somehow caught several wild rabbits. Since entering the mountains, everyone had been subsisting on instant meals, canned food, and biscuits.

They were already sick of that bland taste. Seeing Chen Kun bring fresh wild rabbits for a feast, the girls initially felt uneasy about the cruelty, but the temptation of delicious food won out, and they relented.

As Jiang Yu approached, the lively group fell silent. After a night’s time, they had come to accept the fact that Jiang Yu’s sword had slain the shadow dragon.

Each face bore deep reverence.

Chen Chuwan, head lowered as she tended the roasting rabbits, said calmly, “Do you realize what trouble you caused last night?”

Jiang Yu smiled, “Aren’t you afraid of me? After witnessing my methods, you still dare to speak to me like that?”

Chen Chuwan replied evenly, “No fear, because I know you won’t harm us.”

Jiang Yu sat down with a smile, savoring the aroma of the roasting rabbits, his appetite awakened. On this dull and arduous path of cultivation, Jiang Yu still cherished good food. Even when not hungry, he would eat to satisfy his palate.

“This morning, another group arrived, seemingly rushing overnight. Jiang Yu, you’d better be careful. You’re facing a heritage clan that even the Hidden Sect fears.”

Jiang Yu released his divine sense and detected that among the newcomers were two more half-step Grandmasters, joined by Qin Fenggu, Wang Donglai—four half-step Grandmasters in total.

Ordinary combined Qi Grandmasters would surely avoid such a formidable formation.

Yet, they had no idea exactly who they were up against this time.

In the end, Jiang Yu had underestimated the allure of this cold pool to the three great Hidden Clans. Take the Golden Flame Coral Fruit—it could extend a normal person’s lifespan by over fifty years.

Moreover, it granted immunity to all diseases and robust health for the rest of their lives.

If taken by a martial artist, it was akin to a pass to ascend to Grandmaster. Even if one slept every day, they could still break through to Combined Qi at the right moment.

This was the miraculous power of a heavenly treasure.

Once word spread, even the reclusive Earth Immortal old monsters would fight to the death for it.

As everyone ate, Jiang Yu’s eyes darkened and he commanded, “All of you, fall back one hundred meters.”

Yan Xiaoxiao and the others turned to see the three Hidden Clans’ people approaching, weapons in hand, murderous intent blazing. Everyone anticipated what was coming and hurriedly retreated.

Chen Chuwan hesitated but then rose to leave; her cultivation was of no help to Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu tore off a piece of rabbit meat and put it in his mouth. When they drew near, he spoke casually, “I gave you a chance. Why didn’t you cherish it?”

Qin Fenggu sneered, “Sir, I invite you once more to join us. Our previous promise stands—you take forty percent, we take sixty.”

Jiang Yu smiled, “Oh? And if I refuse?”

Qin Fenggu, confident and composed, smiled knowingly and said, “Then you can leave now, or give me a satisfactory explanation for injuring Qin Ao two days ago.”

Jiang Yu slowly stood and looked toward Qin Ao among the crowd. His tone was calm as he asked, “You, too, think I owe the Qin family an answer?”

Qin Ao nodded solemnly, “You ruined the Qin family’s plans that day and severely injured me. Today you even occupy the cold pool—it’s too much.”

Jiang Yu took a deep breath. People in this world always feared power but lacked virtue.

“Last night, Qin Fenggu struck at me without warning, aiming to kill me, only stopped by Wang Donglai. Then Qin family’s girl vowed not to relent, ordering her men to capture me, planning to settle scores later—it was clearly an attempt on my life.”

“And you, Qin Ao, I spared you once. You show no gratitude and today conspire with others to attack me.”

Jiang Yu’s face grew cold as he turned to Wang Donglai.

“Because you blocked a sword for me last night, now take your Wang family and leave. I will let the Wang heritage continue.”

Wang Donglai’s expression shifted uneasily.

The higher one’s cultivation, the keener the sense of danger. Despite reinforcements of two half-step Grandmasters and five Combined Qi experts arriving overnight, the unease in their hearts only intensified.

“Hmph, stop spreading lies here. You have three minutes to decide.”

Seeing Wang Donglai’s hesitation, Qin Fenggu raised his voice.

Eight Combined Qi experts spread out, blocking all of Jiang Yu’s escape routes. The remaining Qi specialists raised their gun barrels, ready to strike at Qin Fenggu’s command.

A hundred meters away, Chen Chuwan’s face was grim, her nerves stretched taut. Such a powerful formation—any Grandmaster confronted thus would perish on the spot. For the first time, she felt utterly uncertain about Jiang Yu’s chances.

Yan Xiaoxiao gasped, “What should we do?”

Chen Kun’s face grew stern, “The three great clans have murderous intent. If Jiang Yu shows any weakness, everyone should flee into the mountains. Otherwise, no one will escape.”

Fear gripped them all. Several girls were so frightened they could barely move, collapsing to the ground.

At this moment, they desperately hoped Jiang Yu would defeat the clans. Even without understanding worldly martial artists, they could see the odds and the guns in their hands.

Jiang Yu, indifferent to words, stepped forward once and vanished instantly from sight. The nearest Combined Qi expert in front of him exploded into a cloud of blood mist. Now, when Jiang Yu struck, his speed approached the sound barrier.

Two months ago, at Huating Tower in Yuzhou, Jiang Yu had killed four Grandmasters with his supersonic body, albeit with some effort. Now, with hardly a move, he could easily slay a Grandmaster.

Bang! Bang!

One blood mist after another appeared out of thin air. The dozen or so gun-wielding inner Qi experts, caught off guard, were slain almost instantly. They couldn’t even track Jiang Yu’s movement, let alone aim.

“Stop him!” Qin Fenggu’s eyes blazed with fury. These were core members of the clan; training one inner Qi expert cost tens of millions.

One step, one kill, leaving no trace!

Wang Donglai remained calm, “Within ten steps, he is a god. Everyone, fall back.”

The remaining Qi experts didn’t hesitate and fled.

Gunfire erupted, but before the shots could land, a phantom flickered past. Instinctively pulling the trigger, a white arm stretched out and then slammed down with full force.

Bang!

The expert’s body was crushed, half of his head pressed into his chest cavity.

After waiting, Qin Fenggu finally locked onto Jiang Yu, pouring in his lifetime cultivation for one sword.

Confidence radiated from his face:

“This sword will surely wound him.”

The next moment.

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