Am I the only good person in this cultivation world?

It was no secret that the master showed great care for the new junior brother; Jiang Fanyu had also heard about it.

But what he didn't expect was that the cultivation technique his junior brother practiced was so domineering!

Despite facing opponents of equal rank and outnumbering three to one, he was not at a disadvantage and even subtly regained the initiative.

The Twelve Islands of Water Moon each possess a unique lineage. Before this, Jiang Fanyu had always believed that the sword technique He Muran practiced was Feixia's trump card.

But now that I look at it, Junior Brother Yao's cultivation technique is no less impressive than the Pillow Moon Sword Technique!

I just don't know what the name of this technique that summons two vortexes of light is. Maybe I can find out when I have the chance.

"Be careful!"

A sharp shout rang in his ears, startling Jiang Fanyu. He looked up and saw a five-foot-long giant sword suddenly appear in the air above him, radiating light and raising dust as it came crashing down with imposing force!

Jiang Fanyu circulated his cultivation technique and poured in his magical power, making the protective spiritual light and the light on the wine cup artifact even more dazzling. He used all his strength to try to defend against this attack.

The broadsword was almost within reach, and he was ready to defend himself, but all he saw was a blur before his eyes, and a figure enveloped in billowing white smoke leaped into the air.

Yao Han stomped his feet on the ground and used the force to leap into the air. While manipulating the Xuan Guang Golden Needle, he also activated the Dragon Qi Prosperity Technique, gathering his true Qi in his palms, forming a knife with his fingers, and slashing hard!

This palm strike used ninety percent of his strength, and a violent roar resounded in the forest, as if an explosive tag had been detonated there. In the blink of an eye, the giant sword shattered under the immense force, its blade breaking into countless fragments that scattered in all directions!

Jiang Fanyu stared at this scene in disbelief, feeling as if she could stuff a hundred spirit stones into her mouth.

Is... is Junior Brother Yao even human?

Judging from the power of that giant sword, it was at least a mid-grade magic weapon!

He shattered the mid-grade magic weapon with a single palm strike?

Even if a creature is as strong as a demon beast, it would need to be at least at the fifth rank to break a mid-grade magic weapon, right?

Faced with this exaggerated scene, a rumor suddenly surfaced from the depths of Jiang Fanyu's memory.

He heard from several fellow cultivators outside the sect that a year ago, a "monster" appeared in Jiuyin Market who defeated a Foundation Establishment cultivator with his Qi Refining cultivation and even shattered a high-grade magic weapon with his bare hands.

It is said that this person later accepted the invitation of the Fairy of Water Moon Palace and became a member of the sect. However, no one knew his name, so Jiang Fanyu always regarded this matter as a joke. After all, the idea of ​​killing an enemy beyond one's level was too far-fetched in Dongling.

When he saw this astonishing scene, the legendary figure finally overlapped with the person in front of him.

It is widely rumored that Dongling has "Ten Great Talents".

These ten prodigies are all renowned pillars of their respective sects and leading figures among the younger generation. Each of them is under a hundred years old and is the most promising candidate to advance to the Core Formation stage in the last hundred years.

Shuiyue He Muran is one of the ten, and the other five sects each have one person. The remaining four people come from different sects, but no one will look down on them, because those who can be called "prodigies" have been recognized by the world and none of them are undeserving of the title.

Gazing at Yao Han's retreating figure, Jiang Fanyu was somewhat lost in thought. Although the other party's cultivation level was similar to his own, he couldn't help but see the shadow of a "prodigy".

Despite his young age, his magic is so domineering. He also cultivates a strange body-refining technique, which allows him to withstand Foundation Establishment cultivators during Qi cultivation, and he seems to have left room for maneuver and has other methods yet to be revealed...

Even if this junior brother Yao Han cannot yet be considered among the prodigies, his potential is bound to lead to a bright future!

Just as Jiang Fanyu was lost in thought, Yao Han's voice transmission rang in his ear:

"Senior Brother Jiang, this person's magic weapon is already shattered, what are you waiting for?"

Yao Han was slightly dissatisfied. He desperately held back the other party, and when he looked back, Jiang Fanyu was still in a daze.

Brother, you're supposed to be an inner disciple, stop slacking off and show some real skills!

"Haha, alright! Now watch me!"

Jiang Fanyu finally came to his senses, laughed heartily, shouted "Treading the Waves," spun around on the spot, and countless waves rose from beneath his feet, flying straight towards the "fifth person" who had just appeared and launched a sneak attack.

This person was also dressed in black, and his face was obscured. Upon discovering that his magical artifact had been broken, he paused in mid-air, appearing extremely shocked.

He glanced at Yao Han, a hint of apprehension in his eyes beneath the black veil, then focused his gaze on the approaching Jiang Fanyu. His hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals and conjuring a mass of earth and stones of varying sizes, which he then hurled at Jiang Fanyu as he rode the waves.

Jiang Fanyu smiled, but his eyes were unusually calm. He protected himself with spiritual light, and his hands changed spells. Waves of water flowed around his body and transformed into several small crystal blue arrows. He pointed his finger, and the water-colored arrows collided with the dust and rocks in the air. Dust and sand were stirred up, and it was as if a mud rain was falling under the sky.

Without pausing, before the water arrows had even dissipated, he summoned the jade-white dagger again. Under Jiang Fanyu's divine control, the dagger transformed into pure white spiritual light, charging left and right, attacking the black-clad cultivator.

In a short while, the two had closed the distance in mid-air. Although the dagger was not of high grade, it seemed to have the ability to split into two, making the opponent quite flustered. With no other choice, the person had to take out two copper beads from the storage bag - not thunder beads, but a magic weapon that could be used for both offense and defense.

The dagger and the copper bead jingled in mid-air as the two exchanged more than a dozen blows in an instant, making for a very lively fight.

However, the man in black did not seem to be going all out. While he was locked in a stalemate with Jiang Fanyu, he kept a close watch on Yao Han's movements with his divine sense. Whenever he sensed that the latter was about to help, he would quickly distance himself and drag the battle away from his side.

He kept glancing behind him, as if checking on his companions, but just as he was distracted, a small white shadow flashed past his feet!

The white shadow twisted in mid-air, transforming into a long white snake that coiled around his leg. The snake opened its mouth wide, exhaling a thick, almost solidified, frost-white chill from between its teeth, instantly freezing its lower abdomen.

"Damn it, where did this come from!"

The man cursed and quickly activated his cultivation technique. With a burst of spiritual energy, he shook Xiao Yuan off his body.

Xiao Yuan's attack failed to harm him, but it disrupted his rhythm. When the copper bead slowed down, Jiang Fanyu seized the opportunity and split the jade-white dagger in two, one on the left and one on the right, aiming straight for his face!

Unable to retrieve his magical artifact in time, the man had no choice but to forcibly raise his protective spiritual light. Just as the earthen-yellow light screen was about to take shape, a dazzling golden light shone from his side and slammed into the light screen with a loud bang.

He shuddered, looked down, and saw that it was a pure gold longsword, and there was more than one!

As soon as one slash arrived, the next followed immediately, merging with the previous move. The golden light grew brighter and brighter, and the blade expanded and strengthened continuously. The dull slashes were like the tolling of a bell, ringing three times in a row!

The protective aura flickered and swayed precariously under the powerful and heavy blows, finally shattering into pieces with a final boom, the sound of shattering porcelain echoing throughout the sky.

Yao Han, in one breath, leaped up his golden blade and slashed down at the waist!

Jiang Fanyu would not let such a good opportunity slip by; his eyes flashed, and his jade dagger was like a spear!

One man was severed at the waist, another was beheaded. Before the man in black could even utter a cry of alarm, he was reduced to a rain of blood and died on the spot.

Jiang Fanyu laughed three times, took out two bamboo tubes from his storage bag, threw one to Yao Han, and held the other in his hand. He opened his mouth, bit it, and tore off the stopper.

Yao Han paused for a moment, then shook his head and smiled faintly, flicking his hand across the tube to remove the stopper.

Two emerald green bamboo tubes collided in mid-air, and the sweet wine entered the throat, its refreshing aroma lingering in the intestines.

After a long while, the wine container fell, and white smoke lingered around the two men for a long time.