23: Revenge is taken, blood is ruthless, there is something important happening in the fishing compound
All one hundred and sixty-one bones in Jiang Yi's body trembled in unison.
Kaka, they crackled!
Faintly accompanied by the rhythmic sounds of tiger and leopard thunder!
Wisps of black Impurities continuously discharged from his major pores.
Qi and blood surged, expanding and skyrocketing!
Cleansing the tendons and scouring the marrow, a vigorous vitality bloomed!
Under the radiance of the early morning sun, his entire Physical Body faintly shimmered with a translucent luster.
Steel tendons and iron bones, blood like liquid mercury.
With a slight movement, fierce winds overflowed!
Having reached the minor Realm of Bone Tempering, his strength had clearly exceeded ten thousand catties.
In his previous life!
He would have been a Hegemon Divine General with the Strength of Nine Oxen and Two Tigers!
His entire body was abundant with Qi and blood, rolling like a tide!
It felt as if it would burst from his body, converging above his head like a beacon of Qi and blood smoke.
Just as the simulation had said!
With just a thought, he could gather the Qi and blood of his entire body to charge into the second major Realm of martial arts!
Breaking through the shackles would be effortless.
But he still held back!
Because his Bone Tempering Realm was not yet at Perfection; forty-five bones in his body had yet to be tempered.
“The limit of the fourth level of the Tiger Demon Bone Tempering Art should be tempering up to the one hundred and sixty-first bone.
As for the rest!
I’m afraid I’ll need other martial arts to assist in the tempering!”
Jiang Yi pondered!
“Then I can only hold off on entering the next Realm for now!”
“However, with my current strength...
Even a martial artist who has just entered the Qi Blood Realm, or even one at the first layer of the Qi Blood Realm, might not necessarily be my match!”
Whether in terms of strength or Qi and blood!
He had already far exceeded the limits of what the Bone Tempering Realm should have.
Even an ordinary first-layer Qi Blood martial artist might not be able to compare to him!
[master of fate: Jiang Yi]
[Cultivation: Bone Tempering Realm]
[Physique: None]
[Cultivation Techniques: Nameless Scripture (Incomplete)》, Eagle Claw Skill (Perfection)》, Cauldron Origin Mountain-Splitting Skill (Perfection)》, Tiger Roar Fist (Perfection)》, Cloud Snake Step (Perfection)》, Wrathful Saber Art (Perfection)》, Tiger Demon Body Refining Art (Level 4 · Perfection)》]
[Lifespan: 60]
“Sixty years left?”
“That makes things much easier!”
“As long as I get enough martial arts, I should be able to finish tempering the remaining forty-five bones...”
When the red sun on the horizon revealed half its body, Jiang Yi finally arrived at WuShui Town.
He went back home first!
He told Jiang Dafeng and the others the news that he had wiped out Black Wind Fortress and avenged the village.
Jiang Fu and Jiang Sanxi held each other, weeping and wailing uncontrollably!
Even Jiang Dafeng couldn't hold back!
He wept with joy!
Kneeling on the ground, he murmured, “Father, Mother, the great enmity has been avenged.”
After the three of them finished their bout of crying!
Jiang Yi handed the bundle to Jiang Dafeng, along with those three martial arts manuals.
Jiang Dafeng was steady in his affairs and cautious by nature; Jiang Yi felt most at ease leaving them with him.
After giving some instructions!
He returned once more to that shop courtyard on Qing Shi Street, continuing to oversee Qing Shi Street!
For several days in a row!
All was peaceful!
Those members of the Evil Wolf Gang did not come to trouble them again.
The storm had subsided for the time being.
Jiang Yi enjoyed a few rare days of peace!
Besides staying in the courtyard to practice his martial techniques and contemplate the various cultivation methods, he also went back to Jiang Dafeng's side.
He gave the few of them some guidance in martial arts.
That cheap uncle of his, Liu Sheng, seemed a bit busy lately.
In these past few days, he hadn't even seen a glimpse of him!
...
“I feel like a storm is brewing!”
Jiang Yi stood with his hands behind his back, quietly watching the continuous drizzle outside the courtyard.
The mist was hazy, beautiful and serene!
But he always felt that this serenity was unusual!
It seemed like something was gestating behind it!
The Evil Wolf Gang, Yu Hang, or the He family...
Jiang Yi's heart was calm!
In his view, whatever plots or schemes were just like paper toys in the face of absolute strength!
A single punch could shatter them!
“Shopkeeper, the compound has notified us to head over; they say there are urgent matters to discuss.”
Manager Wu Qiu was clad in a coir raincoat, cradling a yellow oiled-paper umbrella in his arms!
Upon seeing Jiang Yi, he respectfully cupped his hands.
“Alright, let’s go!”
Hearing this, Jiang Yi nodded and reached out to take the already opened paper umbrella.
Following Wu Qiu!
He stepped out into the misty rain!
...
When the two of them arrived at the Yu Hang Compound, there were already many figures inside.
Liu Sheng was, surprisingly, among them!
At this moment, he was sitting in the second chair on the right side of the main hall.
There were five others like him!
They were all great deacons of Yu Hang, holding quite high status within the organization.
People like Shopkeepers and Managers did not have such treatment!
They could only line up on both sides, standing to the side!
At the very top of the hall, occupying the central main seat, was an octogenarian old man.
His face was full of wrinkles, in the twilight of his life!
His hair and beard were completely white, looking very aged!
His body was hunched, his head lowered, and he occasionally covered his mouth to cough a few times.
He appeared to be a dying old man, fragile and weak, but of those present!
No one dared to ignore him!
This old man was the founder of Yu Hang—
Fishery Master, Zhou Qiuyi!
Jiang Yi only took one look before withdrawing his gaze.
The old man before him looked as if he had one foot in the grave, with no deterrent power to speak of!
But in his perception!
An extremely terrifying power still lay dormant within the old man's body.
Once it erupted, it would be something not to be underestimated!
At this time, he also discerned Liu Sheng's Realm—
Tendon Forging Realm!
It should be at Major Achievement!
The tendons under his skin were clearly visible, bulging and stretching with his movements!
Like ox tendons or iron strings, they contained internal strength.
With just a glance, there were a total of fifteen martial artists present.
This was where Yu Hang's foundation lay!
And the strongest was undoubtedly the Fishery Master sitting at the head!
And him... Jiang Yi!
Liu Sheng saw Jiang Yi and couldn't help but show a trace of a smile, beckoning with his hand!
He called him over to stand behind him.
This action was naturally noticed by the other deacons!
“Is this the kid you mentioned, the one you newly recruited?”
The one who spoke!
Was a man in fine clothing sitting opposite Liu Sheng, with a round face, square nose, and a somewhat stout build.
After giving Jiang Yi several deep looks!
He let out another cold snort!
“It hasn't even been a few days!”
“Before even investigating his background clearly, you went and arranged the position of Shopkeeper for this kid!”
“What if he's a pawn planted by some other power?”
“Can you, Liu Sheng, take responsibility for that?”
Liu Sheng looked at the stout man, his lips curling slightly into a grin.
“That’s none of your concern!”
“On the contrary, Second Deacon, what have you been doing lately?
When did you!
Bring in an ungrateful wretch to be a manager of this compound!
To dare to openly demand bribes, saying money must be paid before things can be done!
Doesn't this chill the hearts of the Yu Hang Disciples?
In such a large Yu Hang, if the people's hearts are scattered, what do you, the Second Deacon, plan to use to take responsibility?
Your integrity, or your life?”
“You...”
Second Deacon Han Tong’s body shook as he abruptly stood up!
At the very front!
In the position on the right, second only to the Fishery Master, sat a brawny man.
He raised his large hand and slapped the armrest of his chair!
“Enough!”
“Grand Steward, he...”
“Hmm?”
Han Tong wanted to speak again, but seeing that heavy gaze, he forced himself to hold back.
With a snort!
He unwillingly sat back in his original place!
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