In one battle, Ye Xiangyang killed Bai Feiyu, an eight-star Xuanist. He was very satisfied with the result.
According to Tianwu, he is now practicing both Xuan and Wu, and his strength has reached the ninth star of Xuanshi. However, martial arts competitions rely on more than just strength. The level of skills, the level of martial arts, the realm of martial arts, the degree of fit between various martial arts, the realm of one's own cultivation... are all important conditions that restrict the combat power of martial artists.
During these past few days, he was covered in bruises more than ten times every day. Although his bones were not broken, every inch of his skin felt like it was being torn apart. Even a tough man like Ye Xiangyang trembled when he saw Tianwu's stick.
The injuries were like the hellish torture of having muscles pulled out and skin peeled off. It was terrifying to experience it once. It was complete abuse.
The pain and torture of these days finally paid off. Ye Xiangyang was very excited after successfully killing Bai Feiyu.
After returning to the valley, Ye Xiangyang first opened Bai Feiyu's white bag, which contained ten jade bottles. Inside the jade bottles were Xuanqi Pills, inferior second-level Xuanqi Pills, a total of one hundred pills.
Whether good or bad, they are all resources for cultivation and are placed in the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron.
Three hundred Xuanwu copper coins, and a crystal card storing more than eighty Xuanwu silver coins.
Ye Xiangyang opened the bag embroidered with lotus and mandarin ducks and found three books inside: "Eighteen Turns of Willow Catkins", "A Thousand Fragrances to Chase Souls" and "Autumn Wind Sword", which were Bai Feiyu's famous skills.
Ye Xiangyang asked the Tianwu Divine Turtle, how about these martial arts
The Heavenly Martial Turtle rolled its eyes at him, looking at Ye Xiangyang as if he were an idiot: "Throw away these garbage, it will waste your time and trouble, and it's not worth it to practice them. As long as you can find a martial artist, or the blood essence of a martial artist monster, you can unlock a martial art. You now have the family's broken martial arts, the Southern Bear Fist and Overlord Halberd are enough."
Ye Xiangyang didn't care about the Tianwu Divine Turtle's contempt and still put the martial arts into the Nine-Cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron. He didn't practice these martial arts himself, but gave them to his family so that the people in the family could practice them. These were all treasures for the family.
There was also a gleaming dagger in the saddle bag, with two characters in large seal script and small characters engraved on the handle: Drinking Blood.
Ye Xiangyang was very excited holding the Blood-Drinking Dagger. He had been practicing with the Tianwu Divine Turtle. The Heaven-Swallowing Halberd was too long and heavy, not suitable for close combat and a bit cumbersome. The Blood-Drinking Dagger seemed to be a weapon tailor-made for him.
Ye Xiangyang played with the Blood-Drinking Dagger repeatedly. The dagger shone dazzlingly, like a pool of autumn water; it was chilling, like a sculpture of ice and snow; the word "Blood-Drinking" carried a bloody smell, which was exactly what he wanted.
Ye Xiangyang drew a line in the air, and the cold light in the air was as bright as flowing water.
There were also some medicines and black crystals rich in impurities in the saddle bag.
Except for a dagger, Ye Xiangyang put all the other things into the Nine-cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron. Let Tianwu take care of these things, and his main focus is cultivation.
No wonder many people in the martial arts world like to kill and rob, this method is exciting, and the money-making speed is really fast, hehehe, I wonder if anyone from the Black Panther Xuanshi Group will come to look for me. Somehow, deep down in Ye Xiangyang's heart, he hoped that someone from the Black Panther Xuanshi Group would come.
Cheetah, Ji Lian and twenty Xuanists have been chasing on Turtle Back Mountain for three or four days. Even with the many traces left by Bai Feiyu, their progress is very slow, and they are slowly moving towards the small valley.
"Damn it, Ye Xiangyang is so bold that he actually dared to go into the mountains. Isn't he afraid that the monsters will eat him? He caused us to be worried and suffer."
Ji Lian cursed angrily.
The cheetah's eyes were grim. During such a long chase, they encountered many wild beasts and monsters along the way. Among the more than 20 Xuanists, five were injured, all of them were minor injuries, which also showed the thrill of the journey.
In an ancient forest with ancient trees, spreading vines, and roaming insects and snakes, chasing a person is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Cheetah then thought that Ye Xiangyang was only a thirteen-year-old boy who had tested positive for fourth-grade martial arts talent, and it had only been two or three months. What was he doing in this dangerous and mysterious deserted mountain? Didn't he know the danger of Turtle Back Mountain
If Bai Feiyu hadn't sat down to mark them, they would have turned around and left. This was definitely not a place where a Xuanist could survive. Ye Xiangyang would definitely become blood food in the monster's mouth.
Whoosh, a turquoise blue-eyed phoenix snake bit towards the Taoist priest in front.
The Xuanshi listened to the wind and determined the position. Without hesitation, he swung the sword in his hand towards the Azure Phoenix Eye Snake. With a flash of cold light, he was about to cut the snake in half.
But who would have thought that the tail of the Azure Phoenix Eye Snake was hanging on a vine, like a spring, which would shrink and bounce back when it encountered danger.
call!
As it bounced back, poison erupted and sprayed onto the face of the mysterious man.
The Black Panther was quick with his hands and eyes, and drew a sword flower with the long sword in his hand. Swish, the sword light bloomed on the face of the mysterious scholar, and blood splattered, accompanied by the mysterious scholar's miserable screams.
The cheek that was sprayed with snake venom was shaved off by the black panther.
The blood flowed down his cheeks.
They were a group of people who killed the snake and treated the patient, each dividing the work and working in an orderly manner.
"Let's get back to Bai Feiyu. Regardless of success or failure, we will withdraw." Liebao said seriously, "It's not worth risking our lives to catch that bastard Ye Xiangyang."
Cheetah and his men were thinking about turning back, but they didn't know that the fifth elder of the Ye family had already led his men back.
Wandering in the deep mountains of Turtleback Mountain, where vegetation is lush, ancient trees are towering, vines are intertwined, insects and snakes are winding, and monsters roam around, is like wandering around the King of Hell. If you are not careful, you may die in the mountains.
The five elders searched for four days without any clue and had no choice but to turn back.
After hearing the report, Ye Yongqing stared at the direction of Guibei Mountain and said solemnly, "In this case, let's pray for Ye Xiangyang. I hope this child returns to the family unharmed."
Being unharmed was just his wishful thinking.
Ye Xiangyang was now covered in wounds. When Ye Xiangyang was able to dodge 1,200 sticks, Tianwu came up with a new idea and went down to the pool to practice.
After entering the pool of water, Ye Xiangyang completely lost the advantage of being able to control himself at will on the ground and became unable to move forward, while Tianwu was like a fish in water.
The speed and strength of the wooden stick in his hand were the same as in the cave, without any change.
Bang, bang, bang, the twelve hundred sticks once again fell completely on Ye Xiangyang.
His whole body was covered with red marks of being hit by sticks. Ye Xiangyang bared his teeth, walked into the cave step by step, and whooshed into the Xuanwu Ding, sitting in the blood mixed with monster blood, inner elixir, and medicine.
The Martial God Heavenly Art began to work, and the mysterious energy of heaven and earth slowly gathered towards the Nine-cornered Black Tortoise Cauldron. Various energy essences gathered towards the tortoise shell pattern on Ye Xiangyang's body.
An hour later, the scars on his body from being beaten by the sticks completely disappeared. Ye Xiangyang rushed out of the cave, jumped into the water with a thud, stared at the Tianwu Divine Turtle, and said coldly: "If you come again, I don't believe I can't dodge you in an instant."
The Tianwu Divine Turtle chuckled, with a bit of a naughty tone: "Boy, no matter what, I won't let you go."
"Oh my god, when will I let you go? Come on, stop talking nonsense."
Woo! The wooden stick came towards Ye Xiangyang.
After a while, Ye Xiangyang was injured again and returned to the cave in a mess.
"Come on, come again, I don't believe it anymore, I can't hide from it."
"Tianwu, come again. I dodged a hundred sticks last time, and I will be able to dodge more this time."
"No, come again..."
The Tianwu Divine Turtle looked at the boy who was becoming more and more courageous in battle, and he valued him more and more in his heart. There was a reason why the Nine-Angled Black Tortoise Cauldron chose him.
He admired the boy's resilience. The pain of being hit by 1,200 sticks over and over again was not something that ordinary people could endure. This kind of injury was almost the same as being cut into pieces. Anyone who experienced it once would definitely not want to experience it a second time.
Even though Ye Xiangyang was covered in bruises every time, he still managed to develop the attitude of becoming more courageous with each setback.
Ye Xiangyang was practicing in the small valley, and a trend was spreading in the Ye family compound.
"Have you heard? The family's genius Ye Xiangyang is dead."
"Dead? How is that possible? Shouldn't a genius family like this be well protected?"
"Hey, you don't know. This kid insisted on going up Turtle Back Mountain by himself. Does anyone have access to Turtle Back Mountain? Sure enough, he died there."
"Stop talking, stop talking, don't you see Ye Wentian and the others are here?"
"Humph, without Ye Xiangyang, Ye Wentian is nothing. He is just a peripheral staff member who will be kicked out sooner or later."
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Three people make a tiger. With so many people talking about it, Tang Wan'er became anxious and worried. The mother and son were connected by heart, and tears fell one by one: "His father, tell me, our child, he won't really do it, right?"
The mother didn't dare to say it directly. The child really died in Guibei Mountain just as the rumors said.
Ye Wentian comforted him and said, "Absolutely not. Our child is blessed with a good fortune and luck."
In fact, he was also worried in his heart, and he was not sure how the child was doing now.
Flutter!
A white carrier pigeon flew to Ye Xingyue's yard, bringing a letter from Xuanwu County.
“No one has come to Xuanwu County to store things in the Danding Divine Sect’s medicine hall.”
Ye Xingyue's face became even gloomier. He felt that the situation was beyond his control. The Black Panther Xuanshi Group must not move.
What if they were to rely on secret channels to store everything they had? Once they died, the evidence would be sent to the Ye family. If I did this, I would be cut into pieces.
He looked in the direction of Turtle Back Mountain and murmured, "It's been ten days. I don't know if Ye Xiangyang is dead or not."
No, Ye Xiangyang is still practicing in the pond.
He was buried in the water, dodging the sticks that Tianwu was hitting him with.
Although Tianwu has the same speed and strength as in the cave, one difference is that when he swings the stick in the water, it will cause ripples on the water.
Ye Xiangyang sensed the direction of the water waves and began to avoid them.
Bang bang bang!
Still, sticks fell on him.
"You've made progress, kid. You dodged 500 times." Tianwu said with a wicked smile, "Practice quickly. In half an hour, someone will come after you."
A meaningful smile appeared on Ye Xiangyang's lips, and murderous intent emerged in his smile.
Tianwu is right, someone is coming.
After wandering in the wild forest for five or six days, the cheetahs finally arrived at the edge of a small valley.
They stood at the entrance of the valley and found pieces of torn clothes scattered on the ground.
The gray tattered clothes seemed to be worn by an ordinary farmer. They were torn into pieces by wild beasts or monsters and blown all over the place by the wind.
In the deep mountains, only martial artists would go to such depths. The clothes must belong to Bai Feiyu.
The cheetah looked at the torn clothes, and the fierceness on his face emerged more and more. He stared at the misty valley and said solemnly: "Brothers, if this guy is in the valley, kill him on the spot and then go back; if there is no one in the valley, we will also retreat. We are too close to the place where the monsters are entrenched, we have to be careful."
Everyone nodded: "We will follow the arrangements of the young leader."
More than twenty people came towards the valley.