The reason Li Wuji had chosen to take up the task so quickly after recovering from his injuries was due to his insatiable hunger for power, it wasn’t something average martial practitioners like Chi Tang could understand. Despite making great progress with his Qi cultivation, Li Wuji understood he was lacking in terms of Body Refinement.‘That beast core should allow me to become a 1 Star Body refinement novice….’ Li Wuji understood that no matter how powerful his Qi Cultivation may be, it meant nothing if his body was still mortal making it susceptible to injury.The Body refinement ranks were as follows;[Body Refinement Beginner][Body Refinement Novice][Body Refinement Master][Body Refinement General][Body Refinement Lord][Body Refinement Sage]Li Wuji had been tempering his body all his life, but he wasn’t even a Body Refinement Beginner. It was imaginable the impact resources had on one’s cultivation progression, as the beast core of a White Wolf could easily allow to transc
As the footsteps grew nearer, the mysterious individual's arrival brought a temporary reprieve to Ge Dao's desperate situation. The air in the tent crackled with tension as everyone's attention shifted to the newcomer, their gazes filled with curiosity and wariness.‘Is that Li Zhao?’ Ge Dao gazed at the mysterious figure that had emerged from the tent, He was not sure of the man’s identity, however, due to the black robe he was wearing. The mysterious figure, shrouded in a dark robe that concealed their features, stepped forward with a commanding presence. Their voice, still and firm, sliced through the heavy silence. " Tang Luo, release him,” ordered the cloaked figure, their tone brooking no argument.The mysterious man turned his attention on the bald man, who reluctantly loosened his grip on Ge Dao's throat. Gasping for air, Ge Dao crumpled to the ground, clutching his throat and coughing as he regained his breath.As the tension eased slightly, the mysterious individual ordered
Li Wuji's contemplation was interrupted by a surprising rustling in the nearby bushes. The party instantly went into high alert, searching the dense undergrowth for any signs of movement with their guns at the ready. Yuan Yi steadied herself; her senses sharpened, and she was prepared for any threat that might be hiding in the shadows.The air grew tense as a man cautiously emerged from the woods. The man was skinny and had glinting, wicked eyes and a sly smirk. "Well, well, well, what do we have here?" he questioned, swaggering arrogantly as he surveyed the group.Li Wuji's fist curled into a tight ball as he fixed the stranger with a stern stare. "Who are you, and what is your business here?" he asked, maintaining his composure and authority. Silently laughing, as though unmoved by the refusal, the man said. "Oh, just a wanderer passing through these parts,"[Devil Flame Fist Art 1st Move: Mad Devil]Li Wuji wasted no time in finishing his conversation with the odd man and threw dow
"Courting death…" In the face of this unrelenting saber move, Li Wuji sneered and countered with a vicious fist that hurled towards the saber slash like a meteorite. The vicious gale changed directions in an instant as the momentum had shockingly tilted. Yuan Yi and the party members were taken aback by the sudden change in circumstances.In one moment, they were awaiting certain death under Hang Feng's Tyrant Saber art when, all of a sudden, the attack was extinguished like nothing had transpired. This came as quite a shock to most of the party members, who were overwhelmed by the unending tribulations of fear and suspense."Our lives aren't even determined by us, but by the experts surrounding us." Yuan Yi had long realized this point and was willing to risk her life to join the upper echelons of the martial world; it didn't matter the price she had to pay.[3rd move of the Devil Flame Fist—Fist Demon]The ferocity of Li Wuji's fist could not be described in simple terms; it was lik
In the early hours of that very morning, Little Tiger was abruptly awakened by a soft knock on his door. Startled, he sat up on his cot, blinking away the remnants of sleep. The voice that followed was unmistakable."Xiao Hu… Wake up…. There is someone outside the inn that wishes to meet you," said his female companion in an affectionate voice from outside the door.Xiao Hu leisurely rubbed his eyes and swung his legs off the cot, his mind was occupied with comprehending the sudden summons. He put on his clothes, and spread the sheets of the cot in an orderly manner. It was his way of appreciating the lodgings he was given, as he approached the door, Xiao Hu readied himself for the day ahead.Opening the door, Xiao Hu found Jie Mei standing there, her arms crossed and a frown etched across her picturesque face. The young lady's eyes bore into Xiao Hu's, exuding a mix of worry and annoyance."About time," Xiao Hu huffed. "I have never seen the before, but he was insistent to meet you,
With a knowing look, Xiao Hu and Jie Mei indicated that they were prepared to deal with any threat that might come their way. Their resolve to defend themselves at all costs was fueled by the adrenaline that was pulsating through their veins."I finally found you, Xiao Hu; it has been too long," the voice said, echoing through the darkness. "But now, it's time for you to pay for what you did." The figure emerged from the shadows, revealing a sinister smile. Xiao Hu was taken aback as he locked eyes with this mysterious and vengeful stranger.The young man didn't even recognize the man in front of him, but the stranger seemed to know him all too well. Xiao Hu noticed the steely gray eyes of the senile man, who looked to be over fifty years of age, which radiated a sinister glow that made him look absolutely dreadful."I do not know who you are... Why do you insist on troubling me?" Xiao Hu could only vaguely recall seeing this man after the Martial Gathering had concluded; it had only
As the landscape outside shifted and changed, they found comfort in each other's presence, knowing that together they could overcome whatever challenges awaited them. In that moment, surrounded by the steady rhythm of the carriage wheels, Bing Cao and Mo Li felt a sense of peace and determination wash over them, strengthening their resolve for the journey ahead. Unbeknownst to the rest of the world, the duo weren't even aware of the bloody battle occurring not far from where the carriage was traveling. They were lost in their own world, completely unaware that Li Wuji and Hang Feng were still locked in combat just a few miles away[3rd move of the Ghost Martial Claw art—Specter Claw]Li Wuji rose high into the air before striking down with his clawed hand, aiming directly for Hang Feng's head in an attempt to dissect it cleanly. How could Hang Feng allow such a thing to transpire? In one move, a Saber met the vicious claw head-on, causing sparks to resound in the air as they clashed.
The commotion deep in the forest went unnoticed by Bing Cao, who continued to immerse himself in thought. As for Mo Li, the time in the carriage was mostly devoted to reading the letters from her family and friends. It had been over a year since she had last seen them in person, and she missed them dearly.'I will be home soon... Jie Mei I hope you're alright.' In this serene moment, Mo Li couldn't help thinking about her dear friend, whom she had separated from during the last Martial Gathering. Mo Li couldn't understand why her usually resourceful ally would trust a stranger in this situation.Mo Li was not accustomed to matters of the heart, where logic often fell short in providing easy explanations. Her neat eyebrows were furrowed due to her confusion, but she knew she had to trust her friend's judgment. She sighed, hoping that her friend was safe and sound wherever she was."The scenery is rather unusual. It almost seems devoid of life." Mo Li shifted her focus to the carriage w